Mystery (O2A)

[King]

A black Mercedes just pulled up in the Texian parking lot. The driver door open and out step out a large figure, they could only see his red shoes and a black tracksuits. The mystery man closes the door and walks towards the backstage of XWA arena. As the man continues walking and slowing fading away into the corer door, they could see a gleam of string stitch marks on the back of his head almost like his wearing a mask.

Later on the night

The man is seen walking through the corer door he walks pass several staff members, some of them shock and surprised to see him.

Staff member: Howdy partner....Is that really?

He just simply nodded

Staff member: I can’t believe my eyes your back.

The man just simply grinned and continued walking to Carmella’s office.

From the office

[King]

The titian torn suddenly starts up and sees the man exiting Carmella’s office and heading to the ring.

Buzz: Who the hell is that?

Roach: Well he just signed a contract with Carmella and she looked really pleased about it.

Buzz: Yea she said something about former champion…Roach I’m getting excited I can’t wait to see who he is.

Roach: Well were gonna find out in just a moments time.

*Moments later*

QWERTY by Linkin Park played through the XWA arena and through the entrance curtain out comes out…King. The fans stand up in ovation and roared as loud as they have ever roared before. King takes a moment feeding of the ovation he goes up on one side of the ramp and gesture the group of people to scream louder, he have a listen to them then goes to the other side and does the same

Roach: Oh My God it’s… KING!!! King is back I can’t believe it.

Buzz: Oh no not the colored freak again.

Roach: Now I know why Carmella was so happy about. This man has done it all a former Riots Rule champion and a former GrandSlam champion, what a surprise.

Buzz: You might not know him very well Roach since you were in Slam back in LXW, but I can tell you this guy is trouble. How could Carmella ever sign his freak back, he shouldn’t even be legal to come near humans.

King walks back to the middle of the ramp and smiles at the cheering his getting, he walks down the ramp shaking hands with some fans along the guardrail. He then climbs up the steel steps, entering from the middle rope the ring announcer hands him a mic. King looks around the sold out Texas XWA stadium, as the fans started their ‘King’ chants King just simply nodded to the fans. King position the mic near his mouth, the chants slowly faded away.

I have finally returned to XWA.*fans start cheering again*Yes I am back doing I love to do and that is to kick some ass. Now I know I have been away from the wrestling for a couple of months, and you might be wondering what I’ve been doing within those months. Well the answers simply “training.” Yes I’ve training myself, my kids and my students, so I’m ready for any challenges that comes head on my way.
You see not only have I been training a moment like this but I’ve been looking around for a good company to work with. I’ve gone to loads of company from FCW to APW all of them saying their roster is full; well they miss their opportunity to put their company on the map. So just when I thought I lost hope until Carmella called me up asking me to join her new company and be a part of his new roster, and you know that me and Carmella go way back to the LXW era so I gladly accepted. So now I’m here in front of some of my old LXW herd*the old LXW fans cheers*and also with some new member to the herd.*the rest of the fans cheers*

Now enough of the past and lets talk about the present, lets get back to business here I here challenge anyone at the back to come face to face with me. To go one on one at Takedown, so are there any would be volunteers?

King looks at the entrance and waits for a response…

[e]

.:A few moments pass....Nothing. Then all of a sudden Static X's Control It blares over the PA and the hulking 7'2" body of Essence steps through the curtain and views the sea of fans. He sported a Black T shirt with a green tribal logo on the front of it. He made his way down to the ring and through the middle rope once he was standing on the ring apron. Once inside he signals for a mic from a stage hand. Mic in hand he speaks into it:.

"Well, Well, Well....if it ain't my old Tag-Team partner."

.:The crowd cheers, as some remember the LXW Tag Team Championship tournaments in which King and Essence made it to the 2nd round.:.

"But, as you said that was the past. Now my goal, probably along with your goal is simply to dominate. And to dominate, you need to eliminate all others who stand in your way"

.:Essence takes a short breather.:.

"Sadly King, you are some one who needs to be eliminated..."

[King]

King smiles to see a familar face, King takes a moment to gather himself.

Well Essence it's been a long time old friend.*King pauses for a moment* And yes we both have a goal you to dominate XWA, I to win the World championship...So your here to accept my challenge?... But what makes you sure that you can defeat me, and for you continue on your quest of domination?

King waits for Essence's answer

[e]

.:Essence laughs a little bit to himself. King had called him an old friend, Essence hadn't really thought of the two as friends since the first two or three months in that company.:.

"Well....King, I don't need to think I can defeat you. I know I can."

.:Of course, the bad guy always gets boos so he crowd chimes in a with a chorus of Boos and You sucks. All and all, Ess wasn't really a bad guy.....but he still played one...:.

"King, the chances of you becoming World Champ in this place is highly unlikely. The reason is that this place's mid carders and openers have more talent in their pinky's then the old place's main eventers had in their whole bodies...."

.:The crowd sends out a mixed reaction of cheers for XWA, and boos that Essence just bashed his former company.:.

[King]

King laughs to himself at Essence comment

You see that exactly why i choose this company, to bring out my competitive side to, look for young talents that can go all the way. But if it wasn't for LXW, XWA wouldn't have ever been existed so it would be bye bye openers and mid carders of XWA and bye bye Essence. You see LXW made you the person you are today, as it did for me but i can see that i have changed your attitude and persona of things lately...*King pauses* You see your not the only one that have been doing some changes, I have done some upgrades in my wrestling skills too. So there is longer the King you saw on LXW, and theres no longer the King you saw on WWE. This King is more vicious, ruthless, and aggressive his ever been before, and with a new breed of herds along my side *King points at the fans as they cheer for him*nothing can stop me from reaching my goal. So Essence one way or the other i will be champion, and as of right now since you said 'you need to eliminate all others who stand in your way' and i am standing in your way, but instead of you eliminating me, i would be the one destroying you.

King waits for a response from Essence

[e]

-.-Damn.....-.-

"See....now thats the funny part. You claiming that you can "Destroy me". When both of us know, thats impossible."


.:Of course hear comes the boos from the total King Marks....:.

"And I guess you could say the last place made me the person I am today. But that wasn't the only reason why I am in this business. Hell, that was only the smallest reason of why I am here today. If I had not gotten into that company, I would have found another. But the point is....that place wasn't as special as you make it out to be.."

[King]

You see Essence i never said anything about you liking that place or making you feel special, i just said that LXW made you the person you are today.

King then paces around Essence, he then stops in front of Essence face.

You say you can eliminate me and i say i can kick your ass, one way or the other we will find out this Sunday night at Takedown who will be walking out the victor.

King then extends his hand

[makhaveli]

Hey hey, HEY!!

Can it?.. Is it.. Nah.. Yes.. It is. Hussein just walked out of the curtains, leading to the stage of tonight's arena. Walking out in a... Quite original t-shirt. On the front, the audience could read the words "We bring the whoopin". Well, anyways. Hussein continues walking to the left and the right of the stage, finally stopping in the middle of it. The fans give a mixed reactions, even though the most are booing at him for interrupting this "Clash of the Giants", so to speak.. After all, both have a humongous body size. Leading the microphone slowly to his mouth, both giants watch him make his every move..

What.. In tha blue hell are you doin' here?

Another pair of wild boos from the crowd makes Hussein stop talking..

Oh, so ya like dem giants standin' in dis ring?

Cheering can be heard, loud ones. The crowd seemed to remember the LXW and its "old" Superstars.

Lemme get dis straight.. You like, seein' two.. of tha biggest retards, tryin'a talk.. Tryn'a make a promo, tryn'a entertain' you? Is DAT yo' fantasy of yo' Superstar of tha month? Two huge hermaphrodites tryin' to pull out a show? Essence and King come out an' talk. Ya look at Essence, an idiot wit'a bunch of Mickey Mouse tattoos an' a 57 POUND HEAD! And you see dat loser, King, lookin' like a fat Albert, all of a sudden. Ya both are short haired, seven feet, 500 pound piece o' steamin' great A-Monkey Crap. Is DAT what theee great XWA is all 'bout?

Just as the fans start to cheer again, Hussein interrupts them, and maybe even an outburst of Essence or King. He just stares at the both of them..

IT QUITE FRANKLY DOESN'T MATTER!!

Do you really think, DAT, right in front of yo' asses will get tha high ratin's`Did'cha really though, dat dese two pink-cock ridin', silver spoon ass muthafuckas can actually cut a promo worth a dollar, hell worth a penny? All dese hermaphrodites can do is bitin' on deir toe nails and rubbin' demselves in tha backstage. An' I don't mean a small fag massage, NO No NO! Hussein means the two o' them, doin' it like a pair o' dogs, bark around deir locker an' actually.. Moan in their.. own.. anus..

I guess like the old times, ain't dat sh!z right, Ess'? But, befo' y'all go an' hatin' on me.. King, you can take dat hand and shove it right up Essence's Seven foot tall emo lookin' ass, since dat is what'chu actually are here fo'. I mean, If ya can't handle tha retard, you can't handle da hermaphrodite, ain't dat right, King? BUT, to make sure you both get a fuckin' match, make money.. So ya both can buy tha sex change you two suckaz ever wanted.. And to make dis crystal clear, Y'all ain't goin' nowhere to night, against eachotha', Ya Heard!? You two where a team, back den.. In LXW, remember dat sh!z? Ma fuckin' fag of a partner was actin' like a little Jabronie and we.. HE lost. Ya BOTH, Never.. EVER beat me though. You come out here and talk 'bout destryoin' eachotha'..

"Ya hee bea', destroay yayaaya GWEAT KHAKI ass, la di da"

As the crowd actually goes back to the mixed reactions, splitting the fans in to, so to speak, two rosters.. Hussein continues with a serious look on his face..

Well, simply put, you two hermaphrodites, fightin' in tha hermaphrodite club right across tha street.. Ain't happenin'.. You, remainin' guys.. Ain't happenin'.. YOU remainin' famous.. Ain't happenin'.. YOU REMAININ' FAGGOTS... Probably goin' to stay dat way, but MOST IMPORTANTLY, YOU TWO HERMAPHRODITES GETTIN' YO' asses WHOOPED TONIGHT, here on Take-Down in SKANK ISLAND, BY THA BLACK AND THE...

And once again, the boos get thrown at Hussein like old popcorn..

SHUT UP, NIGBRONIES, I got a fag to call out!

[kade]

-As Hussein stands upon the stage, Slither by Velvet Revolver tears through the PA system and the crowd looks from one to the other...who could this be? And wouldn't ya know it...its Lucas Klash. He walks out to the stage and the crowd starts to boo him to which he simply smiles and shrugs. He stands next to Hussein and then stares up towards the ring.-[/i]

Now all of you hold on one damn minute. Just one. Thats all I ask of you...if I were to ask more I'm sure I'd end up disappointed. But first lemme get this straight. All of you are out here when we all know that all those Klashoholics in the audience don't want to see two roid raging meatheads in the ring. They want me! Cuz I'm Lucas Klash...your new hero...your wrestling gawd...and the most versatile superstar to ever step foot in an XWA ring.[/color]

-Lucas takes a small bow for the crowd who reply with resounding boos.-[/i]

You see Lucas Klash can be on any show. He can be on Takedown. He can be on Friends. He can be on The Sopranos. He can be on The Apprentice. He's even been known to guest star on Backdoor Sluts 9! Lucas Klash is simply that incredible. Now it seems as though we have a bit of a problem here though. My friend Hussein here, is in need of a partner...he needs perhaps you could say...a hero? And Lucas Klash is that damn hero I tell you. Of course I'm already booked this week but why not plan ahead? So next week on Takedown...you two can go two on two...with the people that PWNed you...in front of the BIL-[/font]

-Hussein pushes the mic away from Lucas' mouth and mouthes the words "My line nigga" to him. Lucas shrugs.-[/i]

Heh...sorry.[/font]

[e]

.:Essence runs his hand over his forehead and looks at Hussein.:.

"How come, where ever I am you show your stupid self? Its like your stalkin' me. First in the cafe, interuptin' my conversation with a fellow wrestler now disrupting a respectful challenge. I swear you are the fag ..."

.:For once...Essence got cheered for....:.

"I swear I have told some one else this before, but the need for a freakin' speech every time you open your mouth is not needed...its actually not even wanted. If your out here to try and interject you self into this match between King and myself, I welcome the challenge to finally get a win against you."

.:Essence ignores the prescience of Lucas Klash...seriosally who cares about Lucas Klash?:.

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[makhaveli]

Actually, I talk like tha size of ma dork. You do too I see, since yo' ass can't talk mo' then five sentences.. Well, simply put, Lemme say it straight, like King's givin' it to ya...

And in front of the billions and billions, maybe the final answer sets down for tonight..

Nah. Not at dis week. Next week? HELLA MUTHAFUCKIN' YEAH... And let the Fatal One ask you a question.. Do YOU really think you can beat ME.. In front of these.. BILLIONS

AND BILLIONS

Watchin' us tonight, in Skank Island, here on TakeDown, dat'chu can actually.. Beat me? You've NEVER, EEEEEE..

But Klash is the one taking the microphone away of Hussein, of course.. Every thin's copyrighted in this newly formed tag team.

..Lemme say dis.. The Fatal One, your NiGGA in charge, Up-Fucka' on two legs and one huge dork.. Teamin' up wit'.. The Hero.. Yo' god.. Yo' muthafuckin' New Era.. Lucas Fuckin' Klash.. Fatality and Pure Pwnage... FINALLY.. teamin' up, as thee..

A huge smelling of Hussein is happening, literally feeling the electricity in the air..

PWNSkateers... Against you two Jabronies... Next week, on TakeDown.. I'll ask you.. Are you down wit'dat?

Just as Essence AND King both want to finally speak up again, Hussein is interrupting both. Looks like Essence is either going to explode or ate too much Ass cream..

IT DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU'RE READY FO' DAT SH!Z. Now, I think we shouldn't be interruptin'' yo' HUMONGOUS HERMAPHRODITIC' 15 Million pound Jabroni-crap producers, called ass, since we ALL know tha truth about ch'all two and tha jar of ass cream, right unda' yo' leather pants..

[King]

Just before Essence could get a word King interrupted him. King who was just standing there, and listening to all the conflicts that just happen he looks at Lucas.

Okay 'Mr. Hero' if you are the hero of this company then why the hell these 20,000 screaming XWA fans chanting 'You Suck.'*fans start there chant*But you know i have to disagree with the fans here*fans confused* cause you don't suck you just 'Blow.'*Fans start to laugh* You see Lucas your no hero your just a Chris Jericho and a Hurricane wannabe, matter in fact your a Jericane wannabe. And you know what i beat them both with ease so it will be no problem kicking your ass next week.

King then turns to Hussein

Now for a Caribbean man you sure as hell got a big mouth, but its no wonder you got it that big after all the ass whopping you got over the years. And if an apple eating, Rock wannabe jerk think he can beat me let alone Essence then you have had your head hit too damn hard. Cause we would love to kick your ass once again, that’s right incase you have forgotten Hussein you couldn’t beat us in the Tag Team Tournament back in LXW. So what makes you sure you can beat us now, you know what you can just take that apple shine it up real nicely, turn it side ways and stick it straight up both your candy asses. And I think you’re just jealous cause we kicked your ass back then and you couldn’t handle it, and that’s the same fate that will happen to you next week on Takedown

King looks at both of them for an answer...

[makhaveli]

Look, hermy...

Yes, the chants continue..

Well, we all fuckin' know dat, I would LOVE to have an apple right an' here right now.. Problem is, you took dat apple already.. Yes, yes, he did.. Then.. He turned it some bitch sideways.. Yes, I'm not joking.. Finally, then.. He did the impossible sh!z.. AND STICKED IT STRAIGHT UP ESSENCE'S ASS!

Do you even know the meanin' of a TRUE Hero? A hero, not a retarded lookin' idiot, with a bunch of pretty Cat-woman costumes on. Every time YOU open yo' mouth, i's like a damn Elephant gettin' castrated.. Everyone thinks it's disgustin', but no one can turn away..

You're talkin' 'bout wannabes.. Wannabe here and there.. Now, lemme ask ya, big cat.. What are you? You're not better then tha janitor who is whoopin' dat bald ass of Essence every Saturday night, after his Volleyball trainin' across tha street, right next to tha Hermaphrodite Club of Skank Island. But, BUT, let me make one thang sure.. Between all four o' us..

Afta' TakeDown, you'll feel the electricity in tha air.. You'll feel tha pain of gettin' de-hermaphrodited just to make sure y'all are goin' to get.. WHOOPED DEM ASSES Around tha world! We'll go ova' to New York, Los Angeles, Germany, England, Greece HELL we'll go to Japan, so both of ya can... Finally.. "Meet" the exchange student Wang, once again.. BUT in the end.. We will end up.. ONCE AGAIN in that very ring, With The PWNSkateers layin' los smack-o-los down-os on your sombrero wearin' asses!

King.. Look.. Wait, think for a minute.. Or at least try to... After tha jar of ass cream cleared, tonight in yo' locker.. You'll be sittin' there with Ess'.. Already knowing.. That if you go one.. On ONE, face to face, man to man with Hussein Fatal... Y'know damn well.. THAT YOU CAN'T BEAT THA FATALITY OUTTA HIM

Just as the last sentence is spoken, All men seem to have lost their cool. Is there hate between them? Maybe. Only a fag white guy can know... Let's see what Klash is doing.

An' talkin' 'bout wannabies, when yo' ass is usin' Kurt Angle lines is low.. Even fo' a hermaphrodite like y'are, leatherpants.

[kade]

NOW YOU HOLD ON JUST TWO SECONDS YOU CORRODED PIECE OF TIJUANA DONKEY SHIT![/color][/font]

-Of course, Lucas has now taken back the mic from Hussein.-[/i]

First things first King...IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT THE FANS THI-[/color][/font]

-Of course this is where Hussein knocks the mic away from Lucas' mouth. They can't seem to help themselves from stealing each other's lines.-[/i]

Well...it doesn't matter what they think. Because you see...they will all soon see that I am their hero, that I am the new era...that I am Lucas Klash, who don't you all forget is THE MOST ENTERTAINING SUPERSTAR OF ALL TYME...and the man who could single handedly slap King around straight to the airport, onto the plane, to the peaks of Nepal and then all that way back to the bottom of the Grand Canyon. Of course during all of this Hussein over here would be smacking the white right off of Essence's little two phrase mouth.[/color][/font]

-Lucas runs a hand over his head and flicks aside some beads of sweat that have gathered on top of his shaved dome.-[/i]

But King damn...I don't even need to continue really since you do such a great job of serving yourself. No one cares the you "winned all teh titlez in teh WWE", no one cares that you wear tights because you love the way the spandex rubs up against "The Prince" and no one certainly cares that you want it up the ass SO STOP HINTING ITS MAKING ME SICK! I do not bat from that side of the plate. But then again your still probably tuckered out from last night when you got together with your friends from San Antonio, and Taiwan, and Jamaica, and Kazakhstan, and Siberia, and Alaska and even from the corner of Bum Fuck Street and You've Got A Purdy Mouth Drive to play a nice game of grab-ass that you might be in need of some rest.[/font]

-The crowd begins a delightful chant that doesn't quite allow Lucas to even talk into the mic anymore.-[/i]

GRAB ASS! GRAB ASS![/color][/size]