Light, almost blinding fills the screen, fading to lense flare and clear skies. Nothing can be heard, not a single sound save for the rustlers leaves. We are in a forest, a grid iron of wooden towers that seems to go on for miles. Fresh snow litters the ground, it's purity marred by the blood red foliage of fallen leaves.
Footsteps can be heard, the sources not yet seen.
Closer now, many footsteps. Not just a lone man.
The camera spins, catching the glimmer of falling snow as it tries to find the source of the noise.
So, you search is at an end.
The camera wheels round, the entirely family, seemingly out of nowhere, have appeared with Crowe attending to a fire.
I trust you have found what you are looking for… It's said that the bravest of heroes do not come to slay the dragon, but to reason with it.
Trance smiles, joining his kin.
Alas, this world… This dragon… It cannot be reasoned with, they seek a grand avenger using a tournament of blood and fire, even…
Even having the barbaric theory of making my own flesh and blood do battle… And for what? A shiny trinket.
Jacob holds up the OCW title before passing it to Crowe, who in turn passes it to Eli and then on to Raze who pauses for a split second before handing it back over to Trance.
Do you not see how easily passed around it is? Do you not see that it weighs down the soul and corrupts the mind? That is why I'm the saviour, the chosen one. I opt to carry on this sickness so that the rest of the worlds can breathe, so that they are not consumed.
Though we walk in darkness we are shrouded by the light.
: We must guide them.
Though we are lost in the darkness we will be their compass.
We will save them.
Though we are damned the rest can be redeemed.
This is our calling…
Trance turns to Raze who nods in agreement.
Worry not my child, Crow dropped out upon his own terms and should you decide to do the same I know it is not out of weakness, but compassion. For you know I love you like a son and want you to succeed, but you understand that this…
Trance shakes the OCW title in Razes face.
This is a source of sickness and I do not wish you harm.
Raze nods slowly and Crowe rises.
Its time, Jacob.
I'm afraid we have somewhere to be…
At that, the Family departs into the forest.
The lights in the arena go dark, the titan tron comes to life. The scene opens inside a Night Club. Twenty to forty people litter the dance area while a British rock band performs some slow rock to some flashy lights. It's not too loud, and not to quiet.
Erotic paintings and photos populate the walls. Gigantic candelabras can be seen throughout the establishment, leather clad men and women dance around said candelabras. Dangling from the ceiling is a giant chandelier, with the purest red rubies and vibrant purple candles. Underneath, a huge gothic themed throne stands out, with it's purples and reds.
On each side of the throne, one muscular man, and one very attractive red head tend to a man laying across the throne. The women tends to the mans jaw, and the man rubs and cleans his feet with a damp towel. It's Nathan Carter, and he doesn't look very happy.
"A sucker punch?" He says a bit more somber than usual.
"Really...? A sucker punch?!" He says in a quiet, slow, rage.
The man and woman to his sides begin to move more frantically, trying to calm Nathan. He waves them off and sits up, as the camera zooms in closer to the chair.
"Bitches, please." He snaps his fingers, they step off, bow, and walk away hand in hand.
"Marley, I was just having some fun! Clearly so were you, it's not like I didn't record it. Maybe now I show the world? Just how low, can Jook go?"
He smiles, picking up a goblet to his left and taking a sip. As he sets it down he uses his other hand to snap his fingers, summoning the redhead from earlier to rub his neck and shoulders.
"Ahhhhh, that's great. Jook, you sucker punched me! That my friend, is what a Bitch does. But I guess it's only fitting, considering I made you my bitch a few weeks ago. But I'm not one to dwell on the past, I am here to talk about the present, nay, the future! And yours is looking very bleak my friend."
Nathan pauses to enjoy the massage, as well as to take another drink from the goblet. This time it takes a much larger swig to quench his thirst.
"That is some good shit. Takes the pain right away, but the anger...that's another issue. I am a man of many pleasures, some dark, some bloody, some, well, some unmentionable. But I do have standards, and... Jook, you...sucker...punched...me! Leather Daddy Nathan Carter!! You have no idea what you've done. "
"You say I drugged you? When aren't you drugged, man? That'll be the last time you partake from my stash. Look, I never hurt you once after the match, yet you couldn't show me the same courtesy? The nerve you have, Marley, the nerve you have. Crazy to think after our first outing you'd be so eager for more, but if that's the way it is, then I hope you are prepared for what is coming."
"All I wanted to do was light some candles, have some drinks, put on the new Ace of Base album, and see what happens. You had other plans it seems, and screwed up in the process. You have awoken the Tainted Satyr that lives in me! When I embody this state of mind there is absolutely no escape!"
Nathan snaps his fingers, sending the silent woman away again. He gets to his feet and lightly touches the spot where Jook punched him. He completely snaps and grabs the camera bringing it to his face, his eyes, crazy with fire.
"Bitch, how about we settle this at Devil's Night? I didn't drug you, and I sure as hell didn't do anything you didnt want me to. I even won your match for you last week! You couldn't compete; and I quote "If I touch another man right now, I'm going to explode!"
"If the match is booked then you are in for one hell of a ride Jook! You may be a former Ex Division Champion, but your about to be shelved by the future of the EX Division! I was gentle last time, this time? This time I'm going down to that ring and I'm going to make it look like a 'Prom Rape PSA re-enactment', set to a chilling Tori Amos song and everything! So Marley, there is only one question that remains... ARE YOU DTF?!?!"
The camera slowly fades out, to the sound of Nathan's heavy breathing.
The scene opens up with the Lord of the Lariat, our North American Champion walking around the well lit backstage area in a black suit with pinstripes made of Swarovski Crystals. The light in the backstage area is just bouncing off the crystal pinstripes and seems to be distracting OCW staff walking around. He seems to be walking with a purpose as he is looking around for something or somebody. Suddenly his eyes light up as he makes a quick jog to his hard left.
TITS MANDU! MY BROTHA!
As the camera quickly turns to follow where Mugen has gone we see the One Man Revolution himself, Bobby Minio sitting at a catering table in the back, staring at an untouched salad with a solemn face.
MY DUDE! It's so good to finally see you. I'm glad you got out of Homeland Security just fine. Thanks to ya boy!
'Ya boy'? Are you trying to say that you actually helped me get out? Between which missed call?
Yuh. I called in a favor and got you out.
Minio looks away from Mugen as his anger starts to boil inside.
See I have a friend who knows somebody who knows somebody who knows somebody's cousin who has a auntie who works in the system and I got you out.
How did you meet this supposed person who got me out?
Oh, he's on my line.
Your line? You mean like in a ponzi scheme?
No.....its not your classic pyramid scheme, its a income funnel. I'll show you.
Mugen starts to draw something on a piece of paper really quick. It looks like an upside down triangle.
See, I'm at the bottom of this thing and all the money comes into me. That's why I'm so rich these days!
Minio mutters to himself, "it's a just a damn pyramid turned upside down!".
Nothing. But you should know that your favor didn't help me. I got out cause I was clean to begin with! They tossed me in there to 'teach me a lesson', a week later and I have no idea what I even learned.
Whaaaaaaat, I gotta speak with this guy George then.
Yea, you go speak to George.
Minio starts to walk away from Mugen, still muttering to himself.
Bye buddy! I'll catch you later! After I beat that punk Raze!
Mugen waves to Minio with a big dorky smile on his face as the scene fades to black.