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They want fired up? They'll get it. They want to see some action, they want impact, I'll give them the whole freakin' show! Losing it my ass. You wanna know real frustration, real agony, real PAIN. They'll all see. Even Rocko. He had his opportunity to join me, and now he wants to do this? So be it, but he knows where he stands with me. Friendship or not, history or no... he's an obstacle. He wants what Dragon has, just like everyone else in this place. But it's my title for the taking... and soon, very soon... they'll all bow before me as darkness consumes them all! 

*The fans waited in anticipation as Rocko had just introduced his partner, well sort of. The fans all rose to their feet and peered out at the entrance to the stage, waiting...waiting...waiting for the man who would become Rocko's partner to show himself. After a moment the fans became antsy, as did Rocko. He seemed as though maybe he was tricked to be made a fool. But with no further delay, the arena grew dim and a red hue begins to overcome the dark arena, as a very light red dew drifts down from the rafters to the arena floor as an all too familiar music began.

"Babble babble, Bitch, Bitch
Rebel, Rebel, party, party
Sex, Sex, sex, And don't forget the violence
Blah, blah blah,
Got your lovey-dovey sad and lonely
Stick your stupid slogan in
Everybody sing along...

You motherfuckers ready, for the new shit!
Stand up and admit, tomorrow's never coming!
This is the new shit,
Stand up and admit it!
Do we need it? NO!
Do we want it? YES!
This is the new Shit! So stand up and admit it."

The fans erupted into a loud chorus of boos as the image of a man they once loved, not hate appears on the stage, along with his mistress. Mark and Desires relished in the boos, feeding off the hatred of everyone in the arena, as though it were their sole intention to fill them with so much hate. The lights come back only slightly, revealing all of Mark Patton and Darkest Desires. At the top of the ramp they stand, with Desires behind Mark, her arms outstretched into the air, standing at full attention, with Mark crouched in front of her, his arms spread out at his sides, brandishing the Intercontinental Championship he's held on to for so long. Looking over him, his hair is spiked up black, with the red tips. He wore a pair of overly baggy black vinyl pants, and a form-fitting black fishnet shirt. On his neck a steel collar with a silver hoop. Mark places the IC title over his right shoulder and points out to the ring at Rocko, with a bit of a scowl on his face, rubbing the back of his neck before heading down the ramp. Along the way he glances out periodically to his sides, to look at the fans in attendance and their slanderous words, brushing them off as Desires walks beside him. 

Mark stopped at the bottom of the ramp, and looked up into the ring at the man who stood inside of the ring, in front of him. Both men peered at the other, as if staring straight into their souls trying to see what's inside of them. Mark places one hand on the middle rope, the the other, and uses the rope as leverage to catapult himself up onto the apron, while Desires climbs the steel ring steps and meets back up with Mark on the apron. He holds the ropes down while Desires slides into the ring between the middle and top ropes, before Mark walks into the ring after her. 

Mark walks right over and climbs the nearest turnbuckle, raising his right arm high into the air into a fist, beating on the face of the Intercontinental Championship belt perched on his shoulder. He taunts the fans momentarily, before dropping down to the canvas, and repeating the same action on the remaining three turnbuckles.*

I cant believe this Thor, Mark Patton and Rocko, teaming up against the Lost Soulz? This is incredible! What a main event this would make for Adrenaline to get these four men in the same ring at the same time. 

Indeed Sammy, those four men have a history together that many are familiar with, and if this goes down the way it's looking to, we could have a tag team match for the ages. It all started back with Mark joining the old ArchAngels with Dragon. Then the group splitting up, and Mark going with Dragon and Syxx with the Lost Soulz. After a while, that went south, and Mark ended up leading the iWo, immediately recruiting Sean 'Rocko' Hardy as his next in command. And for a while the iWo worked, and ran the SwF well... until that fell through. And since then the relationship between Mark and Rocko has been broken a bit, as well as any relationship between Mark and Syxx, after their brutal rivalry that came to a head at Nightmares last year. But Mark and Dragon have always butted heads as far as the spotlight is concerned. Neither man was willing to give, and that's soured the relationship they had. 

But now if we get these four men in the ring at the same time... it could be World War three in the center of the SwF ring. With so much built on these four men, and the rivalries of the past, and the rivalries of the present... this could make a blockbuster match, if Mark does indeed agree to this.

*Mark walked over towards the corner nearest the time keeper and ring announcer's seating post, and reaches out, demanding a microphone. Quickly Lilith Evan hands it to Mark as he walks over to the center of the ring, ready to speak. He beckoned Desires who came right to him, and he whispered something into her ear as she wrapped an arm around his back, and stood there leaning against the side of Mark as he spoke out to Rocko.*

You think you're grand for winning last week? Well, I'll give you credit where credit is due old man, you've still got enough in your tank to do what many people in this federation only wish they could do, and that's defeat the champ. That's something we share in common, we've both come up with victories over the all mighty 'tortured soul' Dragon. Tortured soul my ass! You think he's really all that tortured with all that money he's got? All of the women he whores himself out to? OR maybe even all the MEN he whores himself out to... I think the jury is still out on that one *chuckles with Rocko*. 

We've got unfinished business Rocko. We have a past, and that's all good and well, but we have a common goal, and that'll cause problems, in the future, sometime we will have to face off, but for now, we stand side by side with a common purpose...to KILL Dragon! You know for damn certain that he's not this pretty boy good guy that everyone out here thinks he is! He's a disease, a plague that is slowly going to kill everything that the SwF is. And Dragon, I KNOW you can hear me, I don't know if you're in the building, or off on another of your cute little trips, but listen to my words, listen good, listen hard...and DO NOT take this lightly... I'm coming for YOU! Two months to D-Day, if you even make it that far. You see, you have to get through Slam Fest, and then the Mass Destruction Brawl. And then if you make it past that, you come face to face with the only thing you know you can't defeat... FEAR. I know what you fear, I know your strengths, your weaknesses, your every fault and flawless action. I've studied you like a book, and frankly it was a rather boring book at that. But I've managed to realize what makes you tick, and what it is that makes you Dragon, the SwF World Heavyweight Champion. You beat Nate *over dramatic acting* WHOA! Big accomplishment there. So has Manik, so have many people. You just have to realize that you're not facing Big Nasty, you're not facing ChAoS, you're not facing Andrew Gibson, or even Dr. Love...you're facing the truth! 

You're facing the fact that you couldn't get the job done once, and yet again, you're faced with the possibility you may not be able to seal the deal yet again. But I wont get ahead of myself here. You've got to hold onto that strap for another two months before you get the privilege of handing it over to the TRUE champion. And that's what I am, and you know it, just like everyone else does! I got screwed at Total Chaos, and even Nemesis knows that. That was a two count, not three. But that was all in the past. The future is now, the future stands before you, and the future is darkness. 

But this Thursday at Adrenaline IT WILL BE Rocko, Mark Patton...DeFuNkT, back if for only one night... raising hell's fire and fury, and forcing it all upon Dragon and Syxx, the Lost Soulz! And as I stand here and process this in my head, I wonder about something. The stakes for such a big match, should be higher than simply a tag team match. No, I wont ask for some ridiculous stipulation, but I will extend this challenge to the opposition, and we'll see how big their balls really are...

Dragon, Syxx... you two are great fighting champions, at least you claim to be so. All right, I'll give you both that much, you fight hard for those titles. Well let's see you take on REAL challengers. I know that there's scheduled to be a tag team match at Slam Fest between the Lost Soulz and whoever the hell... I say that you two boy's put your Tag Team straps on the line! You've fought to retain those titles, but against who? Nobody with TRUE SwF experience and success... merely rookies, or has-beens. I'm putting in front of you the opportunity to TRY and really show just how good you are. Of course if you're fighting champions, you'll accept this challenge. Cause let's face it... your guys' time has run out. Your fifteen minutes of tag team fame has come to and end, and it's time we put those titles around the waists of DESERVING, and DOMINATING gladiators. 

So if you two have the stones, then at Adrenaline it will be DeFuNkT and The Lost Soulz for the SwF Tag Team Championships! 

*Mark walks over towards the ropes, closest to the stage, and leans against the ropes, his elbows resting gingerly over the top rope, as the look on his face turns from intensity to a sick sadistic, morbid grin as he runs his fingers through his hair, and clinches a fist for a moment. He gathers his final thoughts and prepares to speak as the fans cheer for the Tag Team title match, but at the same time, boo for their fallen hero, turned fallen angel.*

Dragon, one way or the other... enjoy these final months, they'll be the last of your career, of your life. As of right now, you're marked, and each and every minute, there's another minute closer to your demise. Systematically I'm going to take everything you have... you're tag team titles...your friends... your livelihood...and then I'll finish it off by taking that title you hold so near and dear to you... and then your career... and after I've taken everything, after I've slowly killed you off, I'll leave you gasping for air, on your last breathe, wishing only for me to finish the job... Welcome to Armageddon... welcome to the evolution of a species that always thought it was superior to all other living organisms. You see before you evolution at it's finest, change at its greatest achievement. Welcome indeed... welcome to your new nightmare...

Through my will... I BRING FEAR!

*Mark drops the microphone as 'The New Shit' plays Mark, Desires and Rocko out of the ring, back up the ramp and finally disappearing into the backstage area as cameras go to commercial with one final thought from the commentary.*

That was...eerie Sammy. I don't know what has happened to Markus...Mark...whatever! But I do know that whatever happened to him, whatever Desires has done to him... he's just getting worse and worse... soon, I don't know if anything, or anyone will ever be able to snap him out of this demonic state he's fallen into.

I refuse to believe that's Mark at all in there Thor. I know Markus Katastrophik, and I know even better Mark Patton... but this isn't him. I don't know what Darkest Desires did to him, what possessed him, but he's not himself anymore. And he does continue to just get worse and worse, falling deeper and deeper into this wicked state he's in. And I just... I'm stunned. There's only one thing I think might work but... but she left him, and I don't know if anyone could bring her back to him... I just hope something happens, and soon, cause the longer we wait, the stronger the hold Desires has on Mark gets...and soon... if things don't change, God help us all! And Mark would've been telling the truth...Armageddon truly will fall upon the SwF. We need help... we need help badly!