LeGeNdKiLLeR
09-10-2004, 08:05 PM
< A very dark street is shown, just outside of an arena. The streetlights are barely lit, and some are even flickering. A black escalade with tinted windows slowly drives upto the end of the street, and then turns into the parking lot of the arena, and parks in front. The music within is blasting, and you can here the bass playing. The door opens and you can clearly hear the music, and is identified easily as Polyamorus by Breaking Benjamin. A man steps out of the vehicle, and the camera only catches the back of him, in a dark suit, and sunglasses. He grabs his bag from the back seat and then turns around for the arena. The camera finally catches the glimpse of him, and the man is known as 'The Future' Chris Styles. He looks into the camera and takes his glasses off and starts walking. As the camera man starts to follow, Chris starts to speak >
Chris: Some people are afraid of losing, losing when you the team out numbering the young one. Losing to people half your age. Some people are afraid of the dark, and afraid to even go anywhere. This week, Alex. This week, you'll be the one being afraid. Not because I'm a guy, and everybody knows that I'm very much capable of winning against pretty much anybody in this promotion. The fear within you will only grow this week, and will errupt in you once I step into that ring. Alex, take a look at me. I am perfect in more ways than one, and when i get done beating you in the ring, I'll have the perfect record in this company. The color from you smile, the color from your face, will slowly fade away in our match. And so will you're existence. You see, during the time between the closing of the SWA and our match I've been training to become bigger, stronger, and more agile. I have no fear going into this match, for I am the Future of this company, and everybody knows it! Soon it'll be my face on the advertisements for a main event, but shit like this will not happen when I'm facing a low lever superstar such as yourself. I shouldn't even have been bothered about, to tell me you were my opponent! But I guess if I am going to face someone such as yourself, I might as well make the best of it. Give myself another training day for the big guys in the back.
< Styles continues to walk, and now is inside the arena, he's heading for his lockeroom, and is stopped by a fan around 18 or 19 years old >
Fan: Hi, Chris Styles! I can't believe you're actually here!?
Chris: ( staring at him ) Why the hell wouldn't I be here? Am I supposed to be running away from something?
Fan: N- No, sir! I was just saying, I heard you usually arrive later than usual for most TV shows. And everybody said you weren't going to bother even showing because the staff put you in a match against a girl,
Chris: ( laughing ) You think because i'm facing a f*cking girl, that I'm not going to show? If I didn't show, then I'd lose more than the match. I AM a man of dignity, and honor, and I'm not about to lose either of them tonight, nor any other time. Nobody in this business could ever do that to me, and NEVER will. No god damnit, get the hell out of my way, I have to get ready!
< The fan storms away from Styles, and Styles laughs as the fan runs away, and then he makes his way shortly into his locker room, and slams the door shut. The camera man catches the name plate on the door, as it reads 'The Futute'. The camera fades, and goes to a WCE commercial, staring Chris Styles >
Chris: Some people are afraid of losing, losing when you the team out numbering the young one. Losing to people half your age. Some people are afraid of the dark, and afraid to even go anywhere. This week, Alex. This week, you'll be the one being afraid. Not because I'm a guy, and everybody knows that I'm very much capable of winning against pretty much anybody in this promotion. The fear within you will only grow this week, and will errupt in you once I step into that ring. Alex, take a look at me. I am perfect in more ways than one, and when i get done beating you in the ring, I'll have the perfect record in this company. The color from you smile, the color from your face, will slowly fade away in our match. And so will you're existence. You see, during the time between the closing of the SWA and our match I've been training to become bigger, stronger, and more agile. I have no fear going into this match, for I am the Future of this company, and everybody knows it! Soon it'll be my face on the advertisements for a main event, but shit like this will not happen when I'm facing a low lever superstar such as yourself. I shouldn't even have been bothered about, to tell me you were my opponent! But I guess if I am going to face someone such as yourself, I might as well make the best of it. Give myself another training day for the big guys in the back.
< Styles continues to walk, and now is inside the arena, he's heading for his lockeroom, and is stopped by a fan around 18 or 19 years old >
Fan: Hi, Chris Styles! I can't believe you're actually here!?
Chris: ( staring at him ) Why the hell wouldn't I be here? Am I supposed to be running away from something?
Fan: N- No, sir! I was just saying, I heard you usually arrive later than usual for most TV shows. And everybody said you weren't going to bother even showing because the staff put you in a match against a girl,
Chris: ( laughing ) You think because i'm facing a f*cking girl, that I'm not going to show? If I didn't show, then I'd lose more than the match. I AM a man of dignity, and honor, and I'm not about to lose either of them tonight, nor any other time. Nobody in this business could ever do that to me, and NEVER will. No god damnit, get the hell out of my way, I have to get ready!
< The fan storms away from Styles, and Styles laughs as the fan runs away, and then he makes his way shortly into his locker room, and slams the door shut. The camera man catches the name plate on the door, as it reads 'The Futute'. The camera fades, and goes to a WCE commercial, staring Chris Styles >