Post by Doc Henry on Oct 3, 2011 6:45:24 GMT -5
It's 3:00 AM the morning of war, and a lone figure walks along a dirt road. As the person gets closer to the camera, we see a young man. It's apparent that he has fallen upon hard times. Stopping at a crossroad, he looks both ways and sighs. On the opposite corner is a lone tree, half dead and looking out of place.
Letting out a sigh, he shuffles across the road and plops down under the tree. He had but just hit the ground when a dark colored car comes flying up the road from his left, pulling a power slide stop in the middle of the intersection, it's lights focused on the young man, as he stands.
The drivers door opens, and a lavishly dressed man in a pressed Armani suit steps out. "Well, it's not often we see a drifter around these parts. What brings you here boy?"
The young man squints in the light as his eyes struggle to adjust. "I was told that if I came go this here crossroad around this time, that I may find the answer to my problems. They told me to ask for a man named Dagon."
The man looked at him sternly, "Boy, your messing with things you cannot comprehend. You should just go home and forget such foolish things."
The young man however stood his ground, "Sorry sir, but I've made up my mind, I already lost everything, and this is the only hope I have left." Nodding the man turned and got back in his car. Peeling out in a cloud of dust and gravel, he shot off back in the direction he'd come.
As the young man turned around to move back to the tree, a dark shape moved out from behind it. A zippo lighter is heard flipping open, and the light from the flame illuminates the face of Doc Henry. "So, you've come all the way out here, to make a deal?" The young man nods, and Doc Henry approaches with a large smile on his face. "Well, I've got just the deal for you." Doc holds his hand out, "Let's adjourn to my office, shall we?"
As the young man's hand touches Doc's a blinding flash makes him turn his head and shut his eyes. When he opens them, the two are standing in the middle of the ring in the WCF Arena. Looking around the young man can barely make out the chairs at the edge of the light illuminating the ring. Doc removes his hat and saddle coat, laying them on the top turnbuckle. Pulling a scroll from his coat pocket, he hands it to the man. "Now Billy, just sign on the line, and all your wishes will come to fruition."
Billy turns and seems surprised that his name is known, as he recognized the man whom he thought as Dagon was actually Doc Henry. "How do I know that what you offer is genuine?"
"Billy, what else is left?"
With a shrug, Billy grabs the scroll and unrolls it, catching his finger on the ornate ends. He winces slightly as a drop of blood falls onto the paper. Before he can grab the pen clipped to the bottom, Doc swipes the contract back. "That will do nicely. Billy, enjoy that which you desire." Another flash, and Billy now finds himself back at the crossroads where a limo awaits him...
***************
Doc is looking at the contract and chuckling to himself, the boy would have what he wanted, for a short time, before being killed by a jealous lover. Looking up into the viewer's eyes, Doc's demeanor changes to a menacing one. "WAR is here, and upon it I ride. To victory and ruin, through pain and blood. My reign on top will begin tonight as I walk in the only champion." Doc raises the Confederate Championship, "When I leave the arena tonight I will still be the only champion, as I carry out both this Confederate Title, and the World Title."
Doc puts his coat and hat back on, and drapes the title over his shoulder. "From Logan, to Reb, to Odin, and the rest the beginning is upon you all. Just like the youth that left, you'll all get a taste of that which you crave, the World Heavyweight Championship, and like Billy, just as you begin to think that it can't get any better, I'll pull the rug out from under your dreams and take it from you, leaving each and every single last one of you with nothing but a debt to me which must be paid in full."
Letting out a sigh, he shuffles across the road and plops down under the tree. He had but just hit the ground when a dark colored car comes flying up the road from his left, pulling a power slide stop in the middle of the intersection, it's lights focused on the young man, as he stands.
The drivers door opens, and a lavishly dressed man in a pressed Armani suit steps out. "Well, it's not often we see a drifter around these parts. What brings you here boy?"
The young man squints in the light as his eyes struggle to adjust. "I was told that if I came go this here crossroad around this time, that I may find the answer to my problems. They told me to ask for a man named Dagon."
The man looked at him sternly, "Boy, your messing with things you cannot comprehend. You should just go home and forget such foolish things."
The young man however stood his ground, "Sorry sir, but I've made up my mind, I already lost everything, and this is the only hope I have left." Nodding the man turned and got back in his car. Peeling out in a cloud of dust and gravel, he shot off back in the direction he'd come.
As the young man turned around to move back to the tree, a dark shape moved out from behind it. A zippo lighter is heard flipping open, and the light from the flame illuminates the face of Doc Henry. "So, you've come all the way out here, to make a deal?" The young man nods, and Doc Henry approaches with a large smile on his face. "Well, I've got just the deal for you." Doc holds his hand out, "Let's adjourn to my office, shall we?"
As the young man's hand touches Doc's a blinding flash makes him turn his head and shut his eyes. When he opens them, the two are standing in the middle of the ring in the WCF Arena. Looking around the young man can barely make out the chairs at the edge of the light illuminating the ring. Doc removes his hat and saddle coat, laying them on the top turnbuckle. Pulling a scroll from his coat pocket, he hands it to the man. "Now Billy, just sign on the line, and all your wishes will come to fruition."
Billy turns and seems surprised that his name is known, as he recognized the man whom he thought as Dagon was actually Doc Henry. "How do I know that what you offer is genuine?"
"Billy, what else is left?"
With a shrug, Billy grabs the scroll and unrolls it, catching his finger on the ornate ends. He winces slightly as a drop of blood falls onto the paper. Before he can grab the pen clipped to the bottom, Doc swipes the contract back. "That will do nicely. Billy, enjoy that which you desire." Another flash, and Billy now finds himself back at the crossroads where a limo awaits him...
***************
Doc is looking at the contract and chuckling to himself, the boy would have what he wanted, for a short time, before being killed by a jealous lover. Looking up into the viewer's eyes, Doc's demeanor changes to a menacing one. "WAR is here, and upon it I ride. To victory and ruin, through pain and blood. My reign on top will begin tonight as I walk in the only champion." Doc raises the Confederate Championship, "When I leave the arena tonight I will still be the only champion, as I carry out both this Confederate Title, and the World Title."
Doc puts his coat and hat back on, and drapes the title over his shoulder. "From Logan, to Reb, to Odin, and the rest the beginning is upon you all. Just like the youth that left, you'll all get a taste of that which you crave, the World Heavyweight Championship, and like Billy, just as you begin to think that it can't get any better, I'll pull the rug out from under your dreams and take it from you, leaving each and every single last one of you with nothing but a debt to me which must be paid in full."
