“XCW Meltdown came and went. The battles that took place throughout the evening where classical and some of the biggest battle’s to take place. The Greg Manix and Shocker match was something we have all been waiting to see for ages….. Sad to say it was a bit disappointing. But history may come around to us again and the two men may actually bring what they have to the ring.”
“The confrontation between Chris Van X and Cyrus was anything but light. The two men stood toe to toe and battled like the men they are. Neither man backed down from the other. They put everything they had on the line and the end result left nothing to be desired. The crowd got more than there money’s worth out of this match alone and the feud between Cyrus and Chris Van X may still be raging on.”
“ The main event set two legend’s up against each other in a match that should have and could have been the main event at any pay per view, in any federation with any other superstar’s on the card. The two men are two of the biggest star’s in the industry. Former teammates who faced off in yet another great confrontation. Justin Denison was somehow attacked or injured when the light’s went out. Rumors say Jeremy Clarkson paid for a hit on the man but no truth has yet to surface.”
“ With Bloody Knuckles a mere week away the force’s within XCW have come alive. The line’s are being drawn and at the same time they shall be crossed. For Bloody Knuckles shall surely mark the return on XCW to a stronger force than it ever was. The Industrial title will be on the line, the Number one Contendership for the Xtreme title will be on the line, Two of the most hardcore men on earth will enter into a Cathedral to settle a old score. The job of Vice President of XCW will be on the line as well as the biggest prize in the land. The XCW Worlds Heavyweight Championship, Bloody Knuckles shall surely be the night to remember for ages.”
~{Cameras open in a old vacant lot behind a shut down grocery store. It’s dark and the wind is blowing hard. The camera pan’s around and you see the back of the building has been covered with graffiti. The camera then show’s some trash blowing by and follows it. There is a fifty gallon drum with a fire blazing in it. No one is around the drum it just sits burning. You suddenly see a figure come walking up from the distance. He you can only see his upper portion and he has a gray sweater on and a black beanie, He stand’s a few feet from the barrel and watches it blaze. He then begins to speak.}~
Chris: A few more days…… A few more days……
~{Chris reaches up and rubs his right eyebrow for a minute. When he does his sleeve of his sweater rises and you can see the bottom half of the scar left from the light bulb tube that got slammed into his forearm. He then lets a small smirk sneer up on the left side of his face as he lowers his arm.}~
Chris: Cyrus my boy,….. It was made easy for you. It was all set up. All you had to do was make me bleed. Make my skin split open…… But you failed to do so….. You fell short of the task and the end result was just as I claimed it would…… Me with a win,….. You with a loss…… Funny how you claimed I was a mere warm up match. How funny it was that you asked if I’d shake your hand after you beat me….. It’s all funny, you want to know why?….. Because you’re a joke. Your nothing but a joke. When it all comes down to it, your not worth my time. Your not worth my energy. Your not worth the sperm that drunk guy shot into your momma. Cyrus, I beat you, You’re a loser like I said you where to start with.
~{Chris now has both hand’s inside of his sweater. He stare’s into the fire and his eyes seem to glow by the orange flames. You can now see the bags under his eyes from where he hasn’t been getting enough sleep. He then raises his voice.}~
Chris: Bloody Knuckles,….. May eighth…. The night it all goes down. The night it happens. The legend, Maddog, the most hardcore man to ever enter the ring. His opponent, a man trying to end the legacy. A man trying to put a end to the career of the legend. Chris Van X,…… how fitting this match take place in a cathedral. That’s where funerals are held……..
~{Chris seems to get lost in his own word’s for just a minute. He lick’s the corner of his lip’s as he keep’s his eyes on the burning flames in front of him.}~
Chris: Maddog, I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what’s coming up. It’s not just a match, it’s a bitter, hated, and ugly feud. Something that has been burning in me for a long time. Ever since I set foot into the UWWF ring, I have wanted to face you. Ever since you introduced me to the world of hardcore, I have longed to see what you can really do. You muttered the word’s out asking me if I am ready to sacrifice to the extent needed for this. Am I ready to step into your world, your religion. Am I ready for this?…. Well Maddog let me ask you this,…… I’m here aren’t I? I’ve come after you, and come after you, and come after you. I’ve issued challenges after challenge. I’ve yet to back down nor will I do so. Maddog, the old saying goes go out in a blaze of furry….. Well that’s exactly my plan. Either I go out on top, or I’ll go out against the best. Either way Maddog,…… I’m ready.
Chris: You also asked if I shake in my boot’s….. If I fear you? Maddog I DO shake in my boot’s. I am scared to death. I am going up against the man that made hardcore, hardcore. The true standard bearer of this sport. You are truly a legend and not even close to being a mortal……. But do I fear you?…….. That answer is definitely NO, I fear nothing or anything about you. Yes I said I’m scared. But fear isn’t anything like it. Fear is being weak. Scared is not knowing, Maddog I am shaking. Look at it from my eyes. Your greatest. I’m not, your on the records, I’m not. You are everything, I’m not…… You mentioned jealousy? Your right, once again you hit the nail on the head. You’ve succeeded in figuring out what this is about. Maddog I want your fame, I want your glory, I want your recognition. Whatever you have done I want to do. Why you ask….. Because I want to prove to everyone that I am better than you. I want everyone to know it including you.
~{Chris look’s into the fire and seems lost in it for a minute. He curls his eyes around the lot to make sure his surroundings hasn’t changed. He then look’s back at the camera.}~
Chris: Maddog, I must admit something to you. Something that has been haunting me…… In the past three night’s I have had a visitor each night. Someone or something has come to me and shown me something. First it scared me dramatically, but after a few moments of it being there I realized what it was doing. Just sit back and watch. Soon you to will know what it is doing.
******DREAM******
(The cameras show Chris Van X asleep in his bedroom. The clock show’s it’s two thirty AM. Chris is seen tossing and turning. Then suddenly you see a ghostly white figure appear in the room. As it does it leaves a white glow throughout the room. This ghost makes a noise and Chris Van X sits up in the bed.)
Chris: Who are you?
Ghost: I’mmmmmmmmm the ghost of Hard…………….core wrestling past, I’veeeeeee come to youuuuuuuuu Chris Van X. to showwwwww you what you’veeeee gotttt to do!
(Suddenly from off in the back of the scene you see a main wearing jeans, a t-shirt and a headset appear.)
Man: Cut, cut , cut. Get this crappy ghost out of here. This scene is about hardcore wrestling. It’s not Scrooge. Get me a real hardcore looking person.
Chris: Thank you, good lord this guy is horrible.
(The ghostly white figure shrug’s and walk’s away. You now see the cameras and set crew filming this shot. A crew member tosses Chris a bottle of water. Chris takes a swallow of water while the director is seen talking to some people. He then turns to Chris and gives him a thumbs up. Chris puts the water on the fake nightstand and then lays back down.)
Director: quite on the set,…… Lights, Camera………..Action!
(Chris Van X is once again shown sleeping in his bed. Then suddenly the lights in his room flick on. A guy comes walking in. He has on baggy jeans, a white wife beater and his hair is pulled back in a pony tail. He has a huge scar on the left side of his cheek. He is also smoking a cigarette. He walks over and sits on the edge of the bed.)
Guy: Hey Van X get up.
Chris: Who are you?
Guy: I’m the guy they sent here.
Chris: For what?
Guy: To show what Maddog can do.
Chris: Why?
Guy: Beats me, this is just what they paid me for.
Chris: Wellllllll, ok.
(The man reaches over to the nightstand and grabs the remote control, he flicks on the Television set. And the camera cut’s on from a shot of Liberation Television not to long ago. The scene is Black Rain and Maddog,)
Guy: This here isn’t that old. But it doesn’t need to be. It still show’s Maddogs power and strength. Just watch.
ACTION: Maddog folds the chair up and sends it into Black Rain’s stomach like a sword, doubling him over once again. The chair goes up and immediately comes crashing back down across Black Rain’s shoulders! Black Rain still remains standing after the blows, so Maddog swings the chair up again. THUD! The chair cracks fully across Black Rain’s shoulder blades, dropping him to the floor in a quick second. Black Rain peers upward, with his eyes darting up at Maddog through the eyeholes of the mask. Maddog spits down at him, extending a middle finger directly in Black Rain’s face, just before he winds the chair back up. ”Fuck you, mother fucker!”, Maddog bellows as he swings the chair down across Black Rain’s skull, THUD! Maddog brings the chair over to the apron, sliding it under the bottom rope and into the ring. Black Rain is now starting to get up, so Maddog grabs him by the head and sends a stiff elbow shot to the side of the head. Maddog grabs the mask and the back of Black Rain’s wrestling attire, leading him toward the apron and finally throwing him back into the ring. Maddog slides under the bottom rope, grabbing the mask again to lead Black Rain back up. Maddog slings Black Rain into the turnbuckle and charges at him with full force, only to be hit with a diving shoulder to the midsection. Black Rain stands back up and grabs Maddog by the wrist, sending him chest first into the turnbuckle. Maddog lands against the turnbuckle, letting out a huge gasp of air upon impact. From behind, Black Rain moves in and hooks Maddog around the waist with his head under Maddog’s arm. Maddog tries to jump onto the middle rope and push himself off to get away from Black Rain, but Rain drops back and folds Maddog into a bridged belly-to-back suplex! ONE…….TWO….. Maddog’s shoulder thrusts off the canvas with quick timing, showing that he’s not done fighting yet. Black Rain rolls Maddog free, letting him get back up on his own will. Maddog tries to throw a right hook at Black Rain, but Rain blocks it with his forearm. Maddog swings his left arm back and throws another blow, BLOCKED! Black Rain fires off a kick to the stomach, hooking Maddog around the waist. Maddog is lifted up, but he forces his weight back down to block an attempt at any move that Black Rain had been making his way toward. Maddog reaches his arms around Black Rain’s legs and he lifts up with all of his might with a yell, flipping Black Rain over with a back drop! Maddog holds his back in agony, as he staggers toward the ropes, leaning over to pick up the steel chair. Maddog staggers toward Black Rain, as he starts to get up. Black Rain turns around to meet a swift chairshot from President Maddog! WHAM! Black Rain hits the canvas with authority! To the fans surprise, the bell sounds loudly, calling the end to the bout.
(The television set goes black quickly. The man turns to look at Chris who is puzzled by all of this.)
Guy: See Chris Maddog was awesome, He was the best. He was unstoppable. He is like no other you have ever seen.
Chris: I know that already.
Guy: Now Chris let’s look at some more recent action of Maddog. Let’s see what he can do now.
(The guy flicks the channel on the remote. The camera then cut’s over to this past week’s match between Justin Denison and Maddog. The action pick’s up right after Maddog cracked Denison over the head with the fire extinguisher. )
ACTION: Maddog tosses the extinguisher aside and looks down at the freshly cut Justin Denison. The entire arena is cheering for him to get up as Maddog looks at his fist wrapped in barbed and then points down at his fallen opponent. Maddog kneels down to Denison grabbing him by the back of his head getting a good grip, and then lays into him with a fury of sadistic punches to the skull! The blood quickly begins to pour profusely out of Denison's forehead. Maddog doesn't let up until Denison's face is completely covered in crimson red. He stands up satisfied, but just for the moment. He picks up Denison and then lifts him up into a gorilla press position. Maddog holds Denison in the air for a moment showing off his strength. After he feels he's been up there long enough, Maddog tosses Denison up even higher then steps out from underneath him letting Denison fall flat on his face on the cold hard floor! Maddog goes over to a ring announcer and kicks him out of his chair folding it up and tossing it in the ring. Maddog goes back over to Denison and rolls him into the ring then following himself. He gets in and pins, ........................1... ......................2.... .......kickout! Maddog seems surprised at that one, but doesn't hesitate as he goes over for the chair. He picks it up and then starts motioning for Denison to stand up. The crowd begins cheering the Real Deal on as he stirs a little. Maddog waits ready to strike. Denison to one knee. Maddog raises the chair above his head and waits. Denison is about to stand up and Maddog moves in, DESPERATION SPEAR BY JUSTIN DENISON!! Denison absolutely caught Maddog off guard with that one. Maddog clutches his ribs as Denison attempts to stand up and regain his bearings. He looks down at the chair that almost sealed his fate and picks it up. Maddog gets up to his knees but before he can do anything Denison CRACKS him over the head with the chair! Maddog immediately drops. Denison covers, ................. 1 .................... 2 ................. kickout! Denison eases off Maddog and rolls back out of the ring. He finds the fire extinguisher with revenge on his mind. Denison rolls back into the ring and SPRAYS Maddog much to the delight of the crowd. When the dust clears Maddog is crawling on all fours covered in the white dust. Denison stands over him and then SLAMS the extinguisher against Maddog's spine sending him rolling in pain
Denison lifts up Maddog and blasts him with some quick right jabs and then a knee to the gut. Maddog leans down holding his stomach and the Real Deal grabs him around the neck. He gets positioned in front of the chair and then Denison PLANTS Maddog's head into the chair with a nice DDT! You can literally hear the sick impact of Maddog's skull hitting the steal when this happens. Maddog immediately sits up, but there’s nobody home. Blood begins to trickle down his forehead from a small cut that has been opened. Denison shoves him down and pins, ............. 1............ 2.................. 3!!?? NO! Maddog kicks out at the last second.
(The television set goes black once again. The guy turn’s back to Chris who seems a bit confused still.)
Guy: See Maddog is still good, he’s not what he use to be. But he is still a force. J-Murda isn’t a push over you know.
Chris: I know he is, That’s why I am ready for this match.
Guy: Yea, but still you don’t quite get it Chris, Look and see into the future. If it wasn’t for you Maddog would still be here.
(The guy cut’s the television set back on once again. This time the scene is set in the Viking Hall. It’s shows a young man by the name of SuperStar Davis, and a man by the name of Maddog. Maddog has some gray sneaking through in his dreadlocks and his hair is visibly thinning out, but it is still Maddog. The ring has barb-wire all over the rope‘s turnbuckles and mat. There is also a array of weapons. The scene start‘s about midway through the match.)
The young stud Davis charges at the bloody Maddog and hit’s him with a running lariat. It turn’s Maddog inside out and he lay’s face down on the mat. The young stud then look’s at him and grab’s a strand of barb-wire. He wrap’s it around the throat of Maddog and then sits on his lower back. Davis starts to pull back as hard as he can. The barb-wire begins to cut into the throat of Maddog who is trying to catch a breathe. After a minute Maddog’s face turn’s blue. Somehow he manages to get to his knee’s. He then roll’s sideways and fling’s the SuperStar off his back realizing the hold. Maddog has blood dripping from his neck. He gets up into a sitting position and look’s over at the SuperStar who is trying to get to his feet. Maddog then reaches a few feet over and grab’s the silver handled object we all love known as the STABLE GUN! Davis gets up and charges at Maddog. But in the last instant Maddog takes the stable gun and jam’s it into the testical area of Davis and cracks the gun. Davis yell’s in pain and fall’s to the mat. Rolling around and yelling in pain. The referee call’s for the bell. The bloody Maddog look’s at him and then from behind the crimson mask smiles.
(The television set once again goes blank. The guy look’s at Chris once again and his expression is blank. Chris has a twinkle in his eye.)
Guy: Did you see that Chris?
Chris: Yea I did. They where at Viking Hall.
Guy: No not that Chris, Did you see Maddog? He may have been older, heavier, losing hair and slower. But he still has that special touch.
Chris: So what,
Guy: Chris if you don’t stop him now it may never happen. This is your one chance.
Chris: I know it is, but it’s in the bag. I can feel it.
Guy: Chris also notice this…… You weren’t in the future where you?
Chris: I wasn’t in that match, but I’m there.
Guy: No Chris, your not there.
(The man gets up from the edge of the bed and walks out of the room. Chris is left sitting on the edge of the bed just thinking to himself.)
****** END DREAM******
~{The scene cuts back to the vacant lot where Chris Van X is. He is still standing by the side of the fire. Still looking like is lost.}~
Chris: Maddog if you look into the future you will see that your still one of the best, that your still a icon. But that’s not going to be the future. See I’m going to change all that. I am going to alter everything. When I take your body and toss it inside of the casket. Then I douse the casket and building is gasoline and set you, and your entire career on fire. Maddog this fight here isn’t just about me beating you. It’s about me destroying you., Your comment you made about even if I beat you /I still wont be considered the best because you have already passed that on to Jeremy Clarkson. The King of Hardcore…… Well you need to go back and watch some video tape’s. There is only two people who have even come close to beating Jeremy Clarkson, G-Man is one, and I’m the other. The difference between G-Man and Me is I actually beat him Repent……. When this tournament is all said and done. At the end of it all, you will know a new king…….
Chris: Maddog, I’ve waited a long time to fight you, It’s been like a itch I couldn’t scratch. Just the idea of being in the ring with a legend. It’s something I have always wanted to do. You said I’m no savior, you said I’m no god. Maddog after May eighth at Bloody Knuckles you will see that I am the only god that you need to know. For you will be praying to me for the salvation and sanctification of your soul. Lord have mercy on you, the end is near. I will not show any remorse. Maddog I am your antichrist, doomsday is upon us. Get ready for eternal damnation.
~{Chris takes and rub’s his hand’s together over the fire. He then pull’s his sweater up around his neck. He then turn’s and begins to walk away into the shadows as the camera fades.}~
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