“ Who does he think I am? I’m not Acid, I’m not Ricky Blaze, I’m not Titan, I’m not Nightmare. I’m not any of those wannabe’s. I am Chris Van X. I’m not looking to make my mark. I already have. I’m looking to put my mark in permanent writing. I’m making sure it’s never erased and I’m looking to make sure it’s never forgotten.”

“ He is going to learn a lesson. He will be brought back down to earth. He’s no god, he’s mortal. A mere mortal who has yet to stand up to the like’s of me. He has ran over, and thru everyone who has been placed before him. But the simple fact of the matter is they have been SET in front of him, on a platter for the taking. So far Clarkson and Maddog’s plan has worked down to the T. Maddog sets them up,…… Clarkson knock’s them down. It’s as simple as a T-Ball game. Somehow their plan has worked to perfection. Somehow they have made it go over everyone’s head and have gotten through the tournament with ease.”

“But now they have the biggest obstacle awaiting them. The one man that they knew would be harder to get through than any of the others. The one man who has that one victory over Jeremy Clarkson that no other has. The one man who has never felt as if it was needed to go look for partners. To go search for help. The one man who has destine to destroy the Apocalypse, and rid Jeremy Clarkson of his glory. Destroy his legacy and take his triumph from him. Take his dignity, and take his crown. So far the Apocalypse is laying in the ground just waiting for someone to throw some dirt on it. Well get ready because I got the shovel and a pile of red soil ready to be tossed on top. “

“Bonez is gone, Denison is out the picture, not like either of them was ever a threat. Maddog isn’t standing up like the man he claim’s to be, and all that is left in this bloody mess is Jeremy Clarkson, the only true warrior who has been apart of the war so far. The other’s where mere myth’s in the story. Riding the coattail to glory and trying to make it big. But the other’s couldn’t handle the ride and now it sits one on one. No other man is in the way. This time it’s the two who where destine to be here are left amongst the rubble. Who will remain? Who will fall? I wouldn’t be so quick to cast a vote on the reigning king. I mean honestly who has the most to gain?….. Who has the most to lose?”

~{Cameras open up on a brisk cold morning outside on the lake. The fog is thick and the sun can be seen trying to sneak through the cloud’s. As the camera show’s the dock you see a figure laying on a chair. He has on some black Adidas shoes with some Levi Jeans and a pullover Old Navy sweater. He has his head covered by a red bandana. His eye’s are closed as he lay there. Suddenly he begins to speak out loud.}~

CVX: Oh how sweet it is……

~{Chris suddenly grows a smile across his face. As the camera switches angles you see a bottle of Jack Daniels next to him. Chris takes his hand and wipes his chin as his eyes open. The cameraman seems to jump a bit due the bloodshot color of Chris Van X’s eyes.}~

CVX: Danny Polar what happen? Where are you? You little chump. You brought everything you ever had down to the ring with me, you brought everything you knew and still the end result left your bloody, burnt, mangled carcass in a pile of mere ashes. I hope to god the doctor’s stapled, stitched, doctored and placed you back together. Because I’d love nothing more than to destroy you again. You’re a overrated piece of trash that I ripped apart like I said I would. Danny you where out of your league from the moment you set foot into the federation. You where also out of your league when you walked into the ring against me. I hope the blood that you spilt was worth knowing that you will never grace the greatness that I have achieved. Your nothing but disgust and waste. I hope your burnt body suffers for many year’s to come because you will never, ever be able to say that you where the king. Heh,… You wont even be able to say you faced the king. You miserable piece of trash, I hope you burned well.

~{Chris reaches into the pocket of his sweater and pull’s out a bottle of prescription pill’s. He twist the cap off and pop’s a pill in his mouth. He washes it down with a swallow of Jack Daniels. As he lay’s back down he glances at the sun.}~

CVX: So now the war is almost over. The last battle is set to take place. One more showdown, One more event. It’s funny how the entire time this tournament has been going we haven’t spoke to each other much. Even after UWWF closed and you signed me in XCW we barely mention each other. Haven’t stood face to face, haven’t done much of anything. But no seems like the entire world has quit spinning. Seems like nothing is the same. It’s down to me and you Jeremy, just us. The news reporters are packing there bag’s. The camera men are grabbing extra film. The show is sold out, the television network’s are doubling there staff. Everyone is ready, everyone is anxious. No one wants to miss it. The King of Hardcore! Jeremy Clarkson takes on the only man to hold a defeat over him, Chris Van X. The final’s of the most brutal tournament in history. This time the parents best send the children to bed, The men better hide their wife’s eye’s. It’s going to be brutal.

~{As Chris lay’s there he dig’s into his pocket and produces his Zippo lighter and a box of Newport’s. He pull’s out a cigarette and lights it up. As he places the lighter and smokes back in his pocket he lets the smoke dangle out of his mouth. Some ashes fall of his sweater and he wipes them off.}~

CVX: Ahh the sweet smell of nicotine, my best friend, my closes ally. I have come to visit once again….. As the smell of it is around I cant help but think of the burning body of Polar again. It felt good to watch it burn, like it feel’s good to smell this. But Polar is out of sight, and out of mind. The only thing left between me and my destiny. Is one man,…. Jeremy the time for us is drawing near. Two of the biggest name’s in the sport set to climb into the same ring and stand face to face. Jeremy your so full of yourself it’s not funny. You act as if you have already won this thing again. But the difference between the first tournament and this one is that you didn’t have to deal with Chris Van X in the first. You didn’t have to face the buzz-saw. This time it’d different, this time you have someone who doesn’t fear you, or fear what you can do. I’ve stood up to everyone and anyone who has come my way including you Jeremy Clarkson. I haven’t ran from anyone, haven’t backed away from anyone and you will be no different. Your fate will be the same as Danny Polar’s,…… defeat, and disarray. Jeremy Clarkson,…… it’s your destiny.

~{Chris chuckles out loud as he pull’s himself up into a sitting position. He reaches down and grab’s the bottle of Jack Daniels and turn’s it up to his mouth. He takes a few gulp’s then place’s the bottle back down. As look’s in the camera and his glazed over eye’s seem to be shaking}~

CVX: You want to speak of Maddog leading me into this slowly but surely. See that’s where you are wrong Clarkson. For I am the one who lead you. I choose you and Maddog to string along. I am the one holding the carrot and each time you go to grab for it I yank it away. How is that you ask? Why is that? Because see unlike the two of you I don’t need the upper hand, I don’t need to rely on other people to feed me poor unfortunate soul’s doomed for eternal damnation. I bring one thing with me and that’s instinct. When I walk into the ring in Baltimore Maryland and I look over at you. One thing will be for certain……. It’s on BLAZES

~{Chris chuckles out loud again and take’s a drag off his smoke. He then flick’s almost half of it off into the water and he seems to be getting uneasy.}~

CVX: Jeremy you say I’m like the rest of the people who where in this tournament, you say I’m no different. But you got to get your fact’s straight, from the very beginning I stood out and spoke that you would make it to the final’s. That you would walk through every man you faced only to be left standing against me. As the others stood around watching your match and cheering for whoever it may be, Nightmare, Acid, Ricky Blaze I stood there and smiled, knowing that after all that hard work it would come to a end. The other guys where scared to death when their phone’s would ring. Not knowing if it was Maddog telling them that they had the unlikely task of stepping in the ring with you in the next round. I waited patiently for my phone call. Already knowing what the fate would be. I knew what would happen. I knew that we would meet. I knew all along that we would clash….. It’s destiny Jeremy…… It’s your destiny.

CVX: You said that no one wanted to face you in the tournament, but someone had to each round. Luckily for you your buddy Maddog was calling the shots and knew just who to feed to you each and every round. But after you beat Nightmare and the final four men where left. Did you rally in the back with Maddog to get who you wanted in that next round? I mean look at the four men who where left. Titan,…… Danny Polar….. And Me! Even a fool could see that there was no way you could face Polar that round then me in the finals. You knew that if me and Polar would square off that one of us would be out of the way and make it that much easier for you. Everyone knew that Titan wouldn’t be able to make it to the finals, no matter who he faced. Everyone including you was unsure and uncertain who would make it between myself and Polar. But you thought to yourself that if me and Polar battled maybe just maybe we would kill each other and you would have a easy final’s against a badly beaten, bruised and scarred opponent. Too bad for you Polar couldn’t bring enough to the table to do too much damage….. Now your in the finals against a angry and more determined Chris Van X than before. But it’s really simple Jeremy…. It’s just your destiny….

CVX: Jeremy destiny awaits you. After everything you have been through and everything you have done it is waiting. I made it my personal goal many months ago to rid you of the UWWF championship and to take the crowd of King of Hardcore away from you. UWWF door’s have closed to the chance of taking your Worlds title has been lost and gone possibly forever. So you can make for certain that I wont pass up the chance to take your crown. The chance to take some of your glory. I’ve been waiting for this for a long time. Jeremy it’s not going to be easy I’m well aware. But it will be enjoyable. It will be worth while. It will be great. I have earned many scar’s throughout this tournament and I’m sure that more are to come. Including the worst. But if the scar’s are going to come. They better pack a heavy punch if it’s going to stop me. Destiny has a funny way of working and a few scars cant stop that. A few scars will be worth the trials and tribulations. A few scar’s wont be able to keep me from beating you. A few scars wont save you. Nothing will……. Your destiny awaits.

~{Chris takes and adjust his sweater. He then lays back down in the chair and closes his eyes for a moment. Then as the sun begins to shine through the clouds his voice is heard.}~

CVX: Jeremy your word’s seem sincere, you seem as if you are ready for a battle, ready for a war. This match between us is huge. It’s by far the biggest match in the tournament, the last tournament and any other tournament to come. It’s bigger than anything that took place in UWWF, and bigger than anything that will take place in XCW. The night we climb into the same ring to square off for the biggest prize in the entire land will be the night the world seems to stop on it’s axis. As the thousands of fan’s are rising to their feet and watching us battle it out, watching us beat each other nearly to death, watching our blood spill onto the mat….. Remember this, your time is over. Your reign is up. You carried the crown so well for so long. But now it doesn’t matter. Now your up against the biggest force you have ever come across. Now your stuck against me. You have no where to run, no where to hide. If you want to keep your crown. You must come out and take me down. I wont retreat. I will take whatever you dish out and then bring more and more. You haven’t ever in your entire career seen anything compared to what is going to happen between us. Nothing you have ever imagined can compare to the carnage that will be dished out. It’s going to change the face of wrestling, and going to change the face of hardcore. Jeremy you will suffer….. It’s that simple, the pain that will be inflected into your body will be so severe that you will cringe from thinking about it six years down the road. You will squint your eyes when you watch the tape. It’s not going to be pretty for you. It’s not going to be pleasant. But Jeremy remember this…… It’s your destiny!

~{As Chris lays there with the sun now shining over the lake and all around, you cant help but notice the fresh staples over his left eye. Chris takes a few deep breathes then raises his voice once again.}~

CVX: Jeremy Webster’s dictionary defines the word destiny as a predetermined course of events often held to be an irresistible power or agency. It means that it was set up for the certain event to take place. It was already planned, already made prepared. You making it to the finals is your destiny. You standing face to face with me?….. That is our destiny. It was already planned….. Already determined…… Something that will change the course of wrestling forever. But when we stand face to face, and we battle it out, when it’s all said and done. When the fire is extinguished, when the barb-wire has been hauled to the back, the tables have been trashed, the light bulb’s have been swept up and when the blood has been mopped up. You will look up and see me standing. Standing as the NEW King of Hardcore!…… That Jeremy is my destiny….. And you will be laying, stripped of your glory, denied of your legacy, and left in a bloody mess…… That Jeremy….. Is your destiny…… Make no mistake Jeremy…… your destiny awaits…… Your destiny awaits.

~{Chris raises up from laying down and grab’s his bottle of Jack. He takes a swallow as he comes to his feet and he begins to walk away as the camera fades to black.}~