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Date Posted: 22:23:14 03/05/02 Tue
(The scene opens in an old burnt out house somewhere in a field in the middle of Central Utah. The outside of the house is very worn, as the white paint has begun to flake from the wood. The windows of the house are broken out and that wood that sits above the sill is stained black from flames licking the exterior paint. The roof of the old house is sagging in the middle as quite a few of the shingles have been blown off by the wind and water has obviously caused a lot of damage to the turn of the century structure. As the camera pans the front yard you can see overgrown grass growing out of patches of melted snow, there are also quite a few large juniper trees with leaves that have long since fallen to the harsh winter weather dotting the landscape from around the yard. The camera then starts to move forward to the rotting wooden steps that lead to the front door of the house. As the camera gets inside of the home it pans around to show you the ruins of walls and furniture that have been ravages by fire. As the camera goes through the house it comes to a rather small room. As the camera enters the room you can see the faded remnants of children's wallpaper, but most of it has been destroyed in flames. Sitting in the corner of this small room is Suicide. Suicide is wearing a long black leather duster, jeans, and black combat boots. As he sits on the floor he holds a small doll that has melted into a hideous deformed figure.)
Dreams appear before your eyes, but just as quickly they disappear. There is nothing in the law that states that a man shall have all that he wishes. There is nothing about being happy, and having all that you wish become a reality. Some people have thought that they may have it all. That they are in fact living the dream of a lifetime. Suddenly these dreams come crashing around them as they fill their minds with notions of greatness. Is there something wrong with these self-fulfilling images of something that is not meant to be? Will you be punished after all is said and done, or will you actually become one of the few that have lived their lives with no regrets?
(Suicide puts his hand on the floor and pushes himself to his feet. As he stands he lets the deformed doll drop to the floor. Suicide steps on the doll as he walks toward the camera as you can hear the plastic crack into the floor. Suicide looks down at what he has done, but instead of a look of regret his face appears to have a touch of glee and happiness.)
Havoc, are you in fact living a dream by being a champion? Do you feel pride as you stand in front of the camera or in the ring holding your belt in you hands? You may want to relish these moments because they are not going to last for long. This week you and I are to face each other in the ring once again. You have stated that if it were not for the interference in our last match you would have walked out with you hand raised in victory. Do you really believe this Havoc? Do you fell that you are good enough to beat me one on one? Well this week we will not have the opportunity to have such a match as it is not meant to be, but you can beat that I am going to make a great impression on you in this match. Be it a tag team, hardcore, street fight, or a match for that title that you hold so dear to your heart, the end results will all be the same. How will you act once you have been beaten by the better man Havoc? Will you still hold your head high in the air with pride, or will you lower your head in shame as you have seen your hopes and dreams being robbed from your very soul?
(Suicide turns around and walks over to the window. He stops and stared out of the windowless hole in the wall. As he does so a slight breeze starts to blow through the windows. Suicide takes a deep breath of the fresh air coming though. He turns around once again with a disturbed look on his face as stares into the camera.)
Havoc do you know what it is like to loose all of your possessions to an occurrence that you were not able to control? Do you think that you could go on with your life if everything that you had was taken from you in some violent way or another? Just like the people who once lived in this hellhole you are to learn what it is like to be without. First you will learn what it is like to be just another man walking down the street with you head lowered and you eyes focused upon your feet. After this becomes unbearable, because lets face it you can not live without the people coming up to you asking you to sign some little scrap of paper. A piece of paper that in your mind they will cherish for the rest of their lonely lives here on this planet. After your spirits have vanished you will begin to feel the woes of you desolation. You will begin to think of ways in your mind to end the suffering. One of the first thoughts that will come to your head is a comeback, but you will begin to doubt your abilities both in and out of the ring. After the reality of your shattered life has overtaken you, you will begin to think of alternative methods of ending the pain that is steadily becoming unbearable. Finally you will realize that there is only one way out. A way that you will ponder for weeks upon end until there is no other option. I am your final solution Havoc. I am the man that can show you the way of freeing you from the chains that bind you in your eternal hell. You will soon learn the true meaning of my namesake Havoc, unfortunately for you there will be no returns, no future adventures for you to face, just eternal darkness until the end of time.
As for you Chris, well I am sorry for what you will have to endure this Saturday Night as I am like no other man that you have faced. Lets just chalk this one up to wrong place wrong time, but always remember that there is not a place or a time that I will not be willing to face you one on one in the ring. Yes Chris you may have a shiny little title around your waist, but I am not Blaze and I do not fall that easily.
This Saturday night a NIGTMARE of unsurpassed strength will pass though the ring of the CWA. Thames, and Havoc your dreams are about to become a reality, just in another form. Remember pain is just in the mind, but sorrow is embedded in the soul.
(Suicide turns from the camera and walks past the camera out of the room. As he disappears from view the camera pans down to the crushed doll lying on the floor. The camera zooms in on all of the deformed fragments as the sound of wind rushes through the room.)
*****Scene Fades To Black.*****
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