Sett's Doom
HWA
current Arena
Friday 2.40pm 30th May
Breeze
has recovered from his bout of guilt over the HWA president and looks fully
focused now, ready for his interview with Kristin Thomas, scheduled for
2,45pm, 15 minutes after Jareth’s promo. This was scheduled this way. Breeze
waits patiently for Kristin. 2 minutes later there is the familiar two hard
knocks.
Breeze:
Kristin?
Kristin:
Yes, it’s me James
Breeze:
Come in
Kristin
and the cameraman Dave walk into the room and they exchange formalities
Breeze:
Let’s get started then
Kristin:
Sure
The
camera starts recording James Breeze live
Kristin:
Hello, James Breeze
Breeze:
Hello
Kristin:
Did you watch Jareth before?
Breeze:
Of course
Kristin:
What did you think of what he was saying
Breeze:
A lot actually. First of all Jareth, you do not know me and you do not know
Fudge, so you keep your comments about our situation to yourself. Time will
tell who will win our war not you. As for you thinking I will not be focused
for Redemption, you are wrong. Fudge and Sett have shown me I am better than
even I thought, and now you do not stand a chance. Sett did not give me a
beating regardless of what you heard and he will get what’s coming to him.
You’re confidence in him over me does upset me Jareth but you will pay for
your comments. I will be focused, this match means a whole lot to me, and I
will win. I will win and that is that.
Kristin:
So you are confident then?
Breeze:
I am
Kristin:
You will not be fully focused though, right?
Breeze:
Wrong, I will be and I will be looking at Jareth and picturing Fudge and that
makes me a whole lot more dangerous regardless of what Jareth thinks. Days and
ticking Jareth and you will Feel My Hate! And you will not be able to
withstand it no matter how much you tell yourself you will. You think my
weakness lies within, wrong. My strength lies within that unnamed one
Dave
stops the recording
Kristin:
Thankyou
Breeze:
Anytime
Kristin
and Dave say their goodbyes and leave
Breeze
decides to go get a can from the vending machine
He
steps outside his locker room and sees Sett. Sett is on his cell phone but
quickly says his goodbyes when he sees Breeze. Breeze walks the other way
Sett:
Wait there
Breeze:
What do you want?
Sett:
Just to talk
Breeze
looks like he is about to refuse but then accepts
Breeze:
Okay
Sett:
So what’s up?
Breeze:
Not much
Sett:
Oh, okay
Breeze:
So everyone's talking about how you kicked my ass, how did they know, we were
alone, what did you say to anyone and you didn't kick my ass you, knew I was
concuss
Sett:
Rumors must have gotten started. I
didn't say anything.
Breeze:
You must have. We were alone
Are
you sure you never said anything?
Breeze:
Stop lying. I know it was you
Sett:
I may have mentioned something. I
do believe I told someone that you fainted. Things have must have grown from there.
Breeze:
I thought I could trust you
Sett:
I thought I could trust who I told.
Breeze:
You hear what Jareth said?
Sett:
No, not yet. What did he say?
Breeze:
I'm sure if you looked around the studios you could find the recording of it,
after all the HWA record all their promos
Sett:
I've been busy with other fed issues, I was planning on watching promos later.
Breeze:
He said that people have been talking about nothing else backstage but about
you kicking my ass, that and my shall we say situation with Fudge.
Sett:
Yeah. Okay.
I'm sorry, I don't know how this came to be.
Breeze:
You're sorrys aren't worth anything to me
Sett:
Listen...I'm sorry. Take that for
however much worth you want to, I don't care.
Breeze:
You don't care, good. If you did care I would be offended. How's Heather doing
by the way, is she spilling her guts out. Or is she just resting, in peace.
Man I'm so happy I may just scream bloody murder. Oh that's right the woman
you loved is dead isn't she?
Breeze
laughs out loud
Sett:
Yeah, she sure is. Along with my
younger brother, and as far as my parents are concerned, I am too.
Trying to shove that in my face doesn't affect me, Breeze.
I'm no stranger to death.
Breeze:
You may be meeting him soon
Sett:
By who's account?
Breeze:
You think you can enhance your reputation by saying you kicked my ass, well
you can, once you have. Why don't you try it now?
Breeze
shoves Sett
Sett:
Don't touch me Breeze, I'm not here to fight.
Breeze
pushes Sett again
Sett:
Dammit Breeze!
Breeze
tries to punch Sett but Sett moves out of the way, the punch only a cm or so
away from Sett's nose
Sett
shakes his head.
Sett:
Nice try. But I told you not to
touch me.
Breeze
shoulders Sett into the wall
Breeze:
Or what?
Sett
shoves off the wall for extra push and shoulders Breeze back into the opposite
wall.
Sett:
Or I just might fight back.
Breeze
pushes Sett again: I think I'd like that
Sett,
fed up, pushes Breeze back: You'll learn not to.
Breeze:
And you're going to teach me?
Sett
smiles.
Sett:
Someone has to.
Breeze:
I'm always eager to learn, why don't you show me?
Sett:
Will do.
Sett
tackles Breeze into the wall, then shoves him to the ground
Breeze
solidly kicks Setts ankle, Sett stumbles and crashes over Breeze's legs
Sett
pulls himself back to his feet and slugs Breeze across the face.
Sett
spills Breeze blood
Breeze
rams his foot into the gut of Sett
Sett
gives Breeze a swift kick to the gut of his own.
Breeze
puts his hand over his eyes and sways about
Sett
steps back.
Breeze:
What you doing?
Sett:
Proving a point.
Breeze:
What point is that?
Sett:
You're too weak to fight now.
Breeze:
I'm not!
Sett:
You are.
Breeze:
Fight me, I'll prove I'm not
Sett:
Then come on.
Breeze
hits a solid right hook into the face of Sett
Sett
moves to dodge, lessening the impact and instantly retaliates with a right jab
to the stomach and a hard left uppercut.
Breeze
takes the shots hard and falls into Sett, Sett crashes down to the floor and
Breeze manages to stay up
Sett
rolls backwards upon impact with the floor and pops back to his feet.
Sett:
Not bad.
Breeze:
Maybe
Breeze
then tries to hit his superkick in the narrow hallway. Sett twists to his side
and Breeze kicks the wall, impacting a hole in it. Breeze struggles to take
his foot out of the way, while Sett reaches into his boot and pulls out a
silver dagger with a skull at the base of the hilt.
He brings it up to Breeze's neck.
Sett:
And thus, you die, I win.
Breeze
stares at Sett
Breeze:
I would gladly die
Breeze:
I will be waiting for you beyond the gates of hell
Sett's
eyes widen and he starts to push the dagger's blade into Breeze's neck, but
stops. He pulls the dagger away, spins it and slips it back in it's
holding sheath at his boot.
Sett:
That day won't come yet, Breeze. Just
let that be a lesson. I've been
through more than your simple bar fight every now and then.
Maybe you should do a little background check on who you're dealing
with before you pick your fights.
Breeze:
Maybe you should as well, with that Breeze grabs Sett and rams his knee fully
into Sett's groin
Sett's
eyes light up and he lets out a loud gasp. Time seems to slow to a crawl as
Sett backs against the wall, blinking a few times. Finally, he kicks Breeze in
the side, and as he brings his leg down, he brings his dagger out again and
slices it across Breeze's face, making a precision cut under his right eye.
Breeze jumps back from the light whiplike stroke holding under his eye. He
whipes his face then wipes the blood over Sett's face. He then hit the
lightening strike on Sett, making a huge hole in the corridor wall. As he gets
slammed into the wall, Sett throws a knee up into the face of Breeze. Sett
lies into the wall with Breeze on top of him, Sett lifts Breeze's head, Breeze
eyes are still shut, Sett's white T-Shirt is filled with blood. Sett slowly,
painstakingly lifts Breeze off of him, and then hoists him up over his
shoulder and carries him to his office. Once
there, he sets Breeze into a chair and uses his phone.
Sett:
Yeah...I'm gonna need you again, I think....alright, thanks...yes, he's right
here...unconscious again....thanks again...bye.
Sett
hangs up the phone, looks down at the blood on his shirt, feels the blood on
his face, then looks down at Breeze.
Sett:
I suppose that makes us...blood brothers.
Sett smirks and walks off.
Breeze
eyes suddenly open, his right eye red with bloodshot and then he slowly rises
to his feet, an evil grin on his face.
He
slowly pulls out a thick metal cosh from the bottom of his pants, after being
strapped round his leg. He then slowly walks behind Sett and smartly raps him
on it, Sett's convulses and then fall backwards into Breeze's arms. Breeze
then picks Sett up a for backdrop then falls and spins Sett round powerbombing
him through his own expensive oak desk.
Breeze
walks back to his locker room, on his way meeting a few people
Sett
wakes up in a makeshift doctor's room. He
sees paramedics all around him, but the scenery seems to be that of the
arena's rooms.
Sett:
What happened?
Paramedic:
We don't know, if you tell us who did this too you, we can get the police to
arrest them, you could have them locked up at least until Monday
Sett
considers this.
Sett:
....I don't know who did it to me.
And it doesn't matter. I'm
a wrestler...this shit happens all the time.
Paramedic:
I've seen many assaults before from wrestlers, this one though is serious, he
tried to really hurt you
Sett
can't help but smile.
Sett:
Well...he didn't.
Sett
gets up and takes a look around the room.
Sett:
What, couldn't get me to a real hospital room?
Paramedic:
We had to get air to you quickly, the journey would have been to long and
bumpy, your throat clamped tight, only small amounts of air could get in at a
time, this person may not know it but he could have killed you or gave you
brain damage, there could have been loads of side effects. Lucky James Breeze
came and told us when he did.
He
told us that he went to your office to tell you how much he admired and
respected you but found you like that
Paramedic:
I think you owe him a great deal
Sett:
I suppose I do...I suppose I do. So
am I okay to go now?
Paramedic:
Yeah sure, James Breeze told me to tell you to look where the dagger lies,
whatever that means
Sett:
Alright, thanks for your help. I
need to go and find Breeze right now, to...thank him.
Sett
walks out. As he does so, he
checks his boot sheath.
On
the edge of the blade is a small piece of paper
On
the paper it says
Sett
you've made it, that time was near
to
your death, yet you are still here
if
you want Breeze, if you want more
then
go to the place you suspected before
Sett
reads the paper over again, and narrows his eyes.
Sett:
Cute. Very...fucking...cute.
Sett
crumples up the paper and throws it in a nearby trash and stalks off,
presumably in the direction of 'the place he suspected before'
Sett
walks up to the doors of the training ring.
Sett starts to use the knob, but anger overtakes him and he swiftly
kicks the doors open, revealing...
The
training ring, all the lights are on but one in the very centre of the ring
where Breeze is stood waiting, still holding his eye and blood dripping onto
the canvas
Sett
looks up at Breeze intently.
Breeze
answering stare is as cold and hard as rock
Sett
smiles, not a cocky smile, but a malicious, twisted smile.
His eyes narrow as he cracks his neck and begins his walk to the ring.
Breeze
kneels on one knee and rips his t-shirt off revealing his huge upper body
Sett
also does to his also revealing muscle and Breeze's blood over his chest and
torso
Sett
slides under the bottom rope, he can't see the rope because everything but
Breeze is dark, as he slides in he feels a sharp pain on his hands and one on
his leg. He touches the rope to discover its barbed wire and look into the
middle of the ring. There are drawing pins scattered, not many of them but
their there
Sett
smiles.
Sett:
So..what? Is this it?
Is this where it ends?
Breeze
doesn't answer but just stares into Sett's eyes
Sett
returns the stare.
Sett:
You're right. I talk too much.
Let's do this, James.
Breeze:
Whatever you say Ryan
Sett
cracks his knuckles and extends a arm out at Breeze, then beckons him with his
fingers.
Breeze
extends his hand
Breeze:
A handshake first
Sett
hesitates, highly untrusting of Breeze. After
a long moment, Sett reaches down and accepts Breeze's handshake. Sett shakes
Breeze hand and then looks at it, seeing Breeze's wet blood over his hand
Breeze:
You have had enough of my blood, I want some of yours
Sett
nods.
Sett:
You already have it. That's the
hand I scratched on the wire. I
guess now we truly are blood brothers.
Breeze:
You're chest is covered with my blood, I want to bathe in yours
Sett:
Then you're going to have to take it from me.
Breeze:
If that's what it takes
Sett:
I'm not about to just give it away. I had to take yours from you; you now have
to take mine from me. It's a
deal...signed in blood.
Breeze:
The greatest ink is blood
Sett:
I couldn't agree more.
Breeze
walks slowly towards Sett
Sett
walks toward Breeze at much the same pace.
Breeze:
Are you ready?
Sett:
Born that way.
Breeze:
Then Feel My Hate
Sett:
As soon as you take The Journey.
Breeze
dashes the last few feet at Sett
Sett
spins to his side, placing him behind Breeze.
He shoves Breeze forward into the ropes.
Breeze
extends his hands to stop himself and turns around
Sett
assumes a martial arts fighting stance.
Sett:
Come on, Breeze. There's more to
Sett than you know.
Breeze
falls back to a Tai Chi stance and then hits an inverted kick to the left side
of Sett, Sett stumble backwards then uses good balance to stop from falling
into the barbed wire. Sett fakes a horizontal left chop at Breeze then spins
into a spinning back kick to Breeze's face. Breeze's right eye looks red from
the slice underneath it caused by the silver dagger of Sett. Breeze runs at
Sett connecting with a high knee Sett falls. He rolls sideways into one of the
pins. Sett screams out in pain as
he stands up and pulls the pin out of his back. Sett stares straight at Breeze
as he dashes him, trying to impale the pin into Breeze. Breeze sees this and
quickly hits his super-kick knocking Sett onto multiple pins. Sett doesn't
scream out this time, seeming to ignore the pain that must be going through
him. Sett leaps back to his feet and his eyes seemingly glow with rage.
He pulls a pin out of his back and throws it at Breeze. Breeze flicks
it aside with his hand
Breeze:
Do you hate me yet?
Sett:
Close.
Sett
pulls another pin out and tosses it intently at Breeze. The pin flashes
through the air hitting Breeze's chest. Breeze closes his eyes and wincing
then pulls it out. He runs at Sett with a clothesline. Sett grabs Breeze's
outstretched arm and using it as leverage, flings Breeze into the barbed wire,
still holding onto his arm.
Breeze
shouts with pain as his back hits the thorns of steel
Sett
backs a few steps and launches a sidekick toward Breeze.
Breeze
drops to his knees from the unrelentless assault from Sett
Sett:
Give Up Yet?
Breeze:
Never (Breeze screams in defiance)
Sett:
Then I guess I'll have to MAKE you give up!
Sett
picks up Breeze, and after a few knees into his gut, sets him up and nails The
Journey on him.
Breeze’s
back hits the ring of nails and crashes through the ring canvas to break
through surface of the ring. Breeze lets out a scream on unspeakable agony
Sett:
Now do you give up?!
Breeze
tries to speak but can't. Instead he crawls up to Sett and uses Sett to stand
up, he looks into the eyes of Sett and spits on Sett's face. Sett's eyes
narrow as he kicks Breeze back to the mat.
Sett:
C'mon, Breeze! COME ON!!
WHERE'S THAT HATE?!
Breeze
jumps up with a sudden surge of energy obviously surprising Sett. He hits the
Lightening Strike to Sett onto the barbed wire, snapping the top one. Sett
looks to fall to the outside but Breeze grabs him headbutts him and then
throws him against the other ropes. Sett hits it hard and then stumbles into
the Game Over by Breeze, Sett tried to reverse it but Breeze knocks him on his
head while Sett is between his legs. Breeze hits a massive Game Over and Sett
crumples to the mat. Breeze tries to stand but then falls as well. Sett starts
to push himself up. His arms
buckle and he falls. Multiple
pins are lodged in him and he is bleeding profusely. The only thing he can do
is look over at Breeze.
Breeze
slowly, very slowly moves onto his knees, he crawls over to Sett
Breeze:
I’ve took the journey and
survived, Now do you give up?
Sett
grins his trademark cocky grin.
Sett:
Not until you do first.
Breeze:
Damn you Sett
Breeze
pushes himself up and then rolls to the outside and retrieves a chair from
under the ring. He enters the ring and hits the arm and chest and head of Sett,
once...twice...three times...four...five...six...seven
Sett,
still too exhausted to move, takes each and every one.
Breeze
continues his assault on Sett
Sett
keeps taking each chair shot.
Breeze
place the chair down and picks Sett up, he then proceeds to hit the Game Over
on Sett, the sound of Sett's head of the chair would be enough to knock anyone
sick. Sett just falls down his eyes blinking and struggling to breath. But
still he looks over at Breeze smiling. This only infuriates Breeze. Breeze
grabs Sett and picks him up. Breeze grins at Sett but then Sett’s arm
flashes out onto Breeze’s throat. Breeze struggles to move but can’t as
Sett executes a tremendous South Texas Deathride. Breeze goes down hard as
Sett goes outside and grabs a table, Breeze stays down as Sett sets up the
table. Sett then proceeds to retrieve a ladder from the other side of the
room. He sets it up just in time before Breeze gets to his feet. Breeze and
Sett stare at each other then start to brawl swapping punch for punch. Finally
Sett catches Breeze just under his eye, Breeze stumbles back into the table.
Sett runs at Breeze and hits a running big boot. Breeze topples backwards onto
the wooden table. Sett slowly climbs to the top rope nearest the table, he
looks for a moment like he’s going to fall but the Texan regains his balance
and flies from the turnbuckle elbow outstretched to land straight into
Breeze’s chest, breaking the table. Sett and Breeze both lie on the mat too
exhausted to move. Sett crawls over to Breeze, the left eye of Breeze opens to
stare at him.
Sett:
Do you give up?
Breeze
cannot speak but simply moves his head from side to side
Sett
sighs
Sett:
You will, you will
Sett
picks up Breeze and lets go of him, Breeze drops to his knees, Sett grabs the
hair of Breeze, looking red with blood in the dim shade and starts pummeling
him. Breeze takes each punch just staring at Sett. Sett continues until
Breeze’s elbow rams into his stomach. Breeze capitalizes on this with a head
butt followed by a super kick. Sett falls down. Breeze climbs the ladder to
the very top. From 15 foot in the air he jumps off trying to execute the Angel
Swan Dive Head Butt. He hits it, and Sett bounces up from the mat from the
impact. After a long time Breeze manages to get to his feet. He drops to his
knees and picks up Sett’s head from the mat
Breeze:
Do you give up?
Sett’s
face turns to a sneer and he slowly moves his head from side to side
Breeze
rolls to the outside and searches underneath the ring. He finds his
sledgehammer. He rolls back into the ring, everything seeming someone like
some bad dream with the lack of light and just the bits of wood and metal
spread in the ring and along with it Sett’s body. Maybe things could have
been different but this was an honour, to fight Sett like this was an honour
and Breeze was never backing out from this. Breeze slid into the ring with the
sledgehammer. As he did this Sett picks up the chair. He ran and smashes it
clean over Breeze’s head. Sett walks over to the snapped piece of barbed
wire from the left top rope. He wraps it around the chair. Breeze staggers up
only to receive a chair shot to the head. Once… twice… three times…
four. Breeze falls back into the barbed wire and with the last of his energy
uses the hammer to hit the head of Sett. Breeze’s eyes shut as he falls into
Sett who is already making the journey to the mat. Breeze falls on top of Sett
and then rolls over to the mat. That same blackness and blankness hitting him.
FADE
TO BLACK
It
was 30 minutes when they were both found, and they were found by none other
than Fudge. Fudge dropped his bag as soon as he entered the gym and then
dimmed up the lights to normal. He was horrified to see what he saw. A sudden
fear gripping his stomach as he saw the two men in the ring. He recognized
them both straight away, one a former tag partner, a hateful enemy and the
other the president of the HWA. They were both covered with blood, a lot of
blood Fudge, thought. Fudge phoned for an ambulance and then slid into the
ring. Piece of dented metal pins and spots of dark red blood and shards of
wood were sprawled over the ring. Fudge checked each wrestlers pulse, once
over to Breeze, Breeze’s eye opened for a second, it was filled with
absolute horror, then he passed out again. This was real carnage, even the
Suicidal Chyld was impressed with the amount of damage each had sustained.
Fudge
muttered to himself
Fudge:
Why wasn’t I invited?
But
no-one could answer
The
ambulance arrived 10 minutes later and once the men were taken away to the
hospital the area was cleaned up.
Both
Sett and Breeze had given each other all they had. Both liked the taste of
each one’s blood and they liked it. They were indeed blood brothers and that
only infused their passion to destroy the other, both were sure they would
meet again, but when and where. This wasn’t the end
FADE
TO BLACK
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