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HWA promotion has just finished and the arena falls to silence as darkness
drops over the multitudes of HWA fans as Paranoid by ‘Black Sabbath’ hits.
A blue light flashes on and off, two blue fireworks cross over to make an X
and hit the stage. Smoke bursts from the entrance way and the light still
stays off. You can see the shadow of someone. Then the person walks down the
ramp and with each few metres he walks another smoke bomb explodes covering
the shadowy figure until he gets to the ring. Two ring-posts shoot out white
flame whilst the other two shoot out blue flame. A blue X projection covers
the ring, then the light comes back on and James Breeze is stood on a
turnbuckle with his head bowed down low. The music stops. James
Breeze holds his head down for a few seconds before walking slowly to the far
end of the ring and motioning for a microphone. The ring announcer fumbles for
one and then quickly passes it to the right hand of James Breeze which is hung
over the ropes waiting for it. James
Breeze raises the microphone to his mouth
TB: Is that James Breeze?, great
to have him back KK: What, shut up, you can’t
just disappear for a year and come back. What the hell is Sett thinking
of, bringing an inbred like him back TB: I don’t know, why don’t
you ask James Breeze? KK: Uh, no I don’t think I
will, I’m sure Mr.Evans has his own reasons for bringing Breeze back,
probably so Jareth can punish him. TB: (Sarcastically) Yeah, I’m
sure Breeze: Now
many people may be wondering why I have returned to the HWA. The simple truth
is I have come back for something that I do not wish to tell. Whilst I am in
HWA however, I have to earn the right to stay here and that is what I shall
do. My next and first opponent in the HWA is Jareth, also a newcomer. Someone
who claims that he can’t be beaten, someone that lost his last match against
someone who calls himself The Vulcher. This goes out to The Vulture, well done
for beating Jareth, if you want more of him, you’ll just have to wait till
Redemption, after I’ve defeated him, I’ll leave you the scraps. I’m sure
you’ll be lurking about somewhere. I’m surprised you defeated Jareth, I
thought vultures only ate things that were indefensible, maybe Jareth can’t
even prevent himself from someone as feeble as you, if that is the case Jareth,
you’re in big trouble. KK: Big words for someone who
hasn’t even won his first match yet. I bet both the Vulcher and Jareth could
kick Breeze’s ass. TB: Only time will tell KK: Yeah, well I hope one of
them come out and kick Breeze’s ass right now Breeze continues talking Breeze: Now Jareth, you said last
week that you are sick of facing chumps and that no-one else could stand up to
you, you got your competition and you got beat of that competition, that
competition being someone that sets a flame to a piece of paper so he can make
himself feel powerful. You were defeated off of someone who told you that he
respected you. You were pinned successfully for three seconds by someone who
actually believes he is a juggernaut and a beast. Now I am going to give you a
quote from what he said, this is not my tongue slipping, this is what he said
quote for quote, “I am the drakness that stalks you in the night and kills
without the slightest noise.” Have you taken that in yet? The Vulcher is the
drakness that stalks you in the night, and, and ladies and gentleman kills
without the slightness noise. What the hell is drakness, maybe some demon word
normal “humans” wouldn’t know. You see The Vulcher was a human but no
longer is. What is this crap, you expect us to believe you are supernatural
because you can laugh strangely and burn pictures. And what is it that you
kill, probably dead rats you find in your mothers house while your burning
pictures in the basement. And you probably fall over your mother’s vacuum
cleaner trying to get to them with your lighter. Jareth I am disappointed in
you. The Vulcher is nothing, I am disappointed that he stopped your 2 win
streak, I was hoping I could do that but I will just have to settle for
defeating you and beginning the start of my winning streak. KK: He can’t say that, who
does he think he is, man he’s in trouble. He’s insulted two powerful
people and he’s not even wrestled yet KK splutters in disbelief and outrage TB: Be quiet; let everyone hear
what Breeze is saying KK: (Seeming very offended) Well I am sorry to disturb you KK: It’s just that James
Breeze… KK is cut off from speaking by a long,
hard stare from TB Breeze: Now Jareth, you’re
confidence must be shattered. I mean, after a whole 2 wins and a very
confident attitude going into the match only to get defeated. I must admit
though that he did low blow you, so you have some excuse but still even that
wouldn’t have stopped a superstar who thinks so highly of himself and who
calls himself a monster. That match showed me one thing; that The Vulcher
needs to cheat to win a match and that Jareth can’t back up his statements.
Jareth, you may think that because of your height and weight you may hold an
advantage over me inside the ring but it won’t. I will win because I want to
win, because my desire to win is stronger than yours. I will win because I am
better than you and nothing you do or say will change that. I will expect to
see you on HWA television soon, with your idle promises and threats. You will
not carry any of yours through but I will carry mine, I wait in anticipation
to your response, and also if The Vulcher has the bottle to make one of his
one, has he a picture of me? Tell me, has The Vulcher got a match for
Redemption. You both claim your misunderstood, nobody understands me, whine,
whine, you’re like a pair of five year olds. Understand this Jareth, you
will fall under my hand because in it I hold the inevitable and with the
inevitable comes your defeat. You will fall before my feet at Redemption and
you will Feel My Hate! Breeze drops the mike, bows down to
one knee as ‘Paranoid’ by Black Sabbath hits and the arena goes silent. A
minute later the lights shine again with no sign of Breeze. KK: This guys gonna pay, I swear
to it, he’s gonna pay TB: Oh shut up |