Post by Shane Sires/Dreamteam on Sept 2, 2006 3:57:41 GMT -5
-=The scene fades in on the backstage area of the WCF arena in Nevada. The camera slowly zooms in on the locker room door of Shane Sires. Conversation can be heard inside of the locker room. A few moments later, the door swings open and Shane Sires and his manager, Antonio Styles, walk out of the locker room. Shane has an evil grin on his face. They both make their way down the aisle, heading towards the curtain behind the entrance ramp. Shane is dressed in his usual baggy black jeans, his black gloves, a black shirt that is cutoff at the shoulders that has the numbers "666" written in the middle of the shirt in red color, and his large black trenchcoat that have chains attached to the back. They both finally arrive at the entrance curtain that leads out to the entrance stage. "Down with The Sickness" by Disturbed blasts over the PA System and the crowd erupts in boos. Shane and Antonio walk out from behind the curtain and walk onto the end of the entrance stage. Shane leans back slightly and raises his arms in the air screaming. Red pyros explode all over the entrance stage and from the sides of the titantron. Shane and Antonio than head down the aisle towards the ring. Antonio trashtalks a few of the audience people who are shouting insulting comments at Shane. Shane does nothing but smile the entire time to the ring. He than walks up the ring steps with Antonio close behind. Shane steps over the top rope and Antonio follows stepping through the second rope. Antonio goes over to the ring announcer who is standing near a table that is set up in the middle of the ring and takes the microphone from him and hands it to Shane.=-
Shane Sires: Well, I was hearing rumors that Skyler has accepted my challenge for a No DQ, Falls Count Anywhere match. The rumors than became reality as I saw a clip that showed Skyler accepting the challenge, and attempt to trash talk me. You call yourself the Fatebringer, and that I shall meet my fate by the hands of you. Well, Mr. Fatebringer, just so we clear this up, my fate was given to me a long time ago. Yes, my fate was to be the leader of Satan's Army, and I gladly accepted that offer. But you, you have not met your fate yet, but I shall see to it that it will be delivered to you first hand by The Disciple of Satan himself. You believe you have felt pain? You will experience what real pain first hand, after I beat your face into a bloody mess with all the weapons I can find. I hope you enjoy the taste of steel chairs and tables, because you will taste plenty. Oh I almost forgot, I have a special gift Ill be giving you in our match. You shall be the recipient of this.
-=Shane pulls out a short steel pipe that is wrapped in barbwire at the top from under his trenchcoat. An extremely evil grin comes over his face.=-
Shane Sires: Oh, I might have not stated that correctly, so let me justify that. Your body and face shall be the recipient of this. Be it known, the clock is on the 11th hour, and its a minute before midnight. The countdown of your destruction is on.
-=Antonio who was standing behind the ring announcer the whole time shoves him forward towards Shane. Shane kicks him in the stomach and as the announcer bends over, Shane hooks his head in between his legs and hurls him up into. Shane turns slightly with the announcer still placed ontop of him. He than delivers The Annihilator, a jacknife powerbomb, to the announcer, driving him through the table. The table shatters to pieces instantly and the announcer is left in the middle of the ring out cold.=-
Shane Sires: Take a good look at his corpse, that is your fate at Slam. You will be left out cold in the middle of the ring just like this pathetic mortal is.
-="Down with the Sickness" blasts over the PA System again and Antonio and Shane roll out of the ring. They make their way up the entrance aisle again as medics run down to the ring to attend to the ring announcer. The camera slowly fades to black as Shane and Antonio walk behind the entrance curtain.=-
