Blood Omen (KoCparticipants)

[primo]

As the PPV kicks off, The Japanese fans a graced with the pressence of Primo Valiante. As his music hits, even they know all to well of the young man, and begin to boo as he makes his way to the stage. Calling for a mic, he stares out into the crowd briefly. He raises it to his lips and speaks.

I want to start tonight, by apologizing. To the XWA fans, the shareholders, and also to Blade Myers. For what you ask? Simple. For including that insignificant whelp Genesis in our match last Sunday. You see, for all the hype and hoopla that surrounds him, he just can't seem to get it done in the ring versus CAPABLE competition. And let's face it, Austin Harris, Ryan Zlabe and whomever else he's beaten, INCLUDING Chris Lionheart is FAR from capable. So congratulations are in order to Mr. Myers, for pinning a man who's career is on a faster decline then this country matching the class and BEAUTY of Rome.

The boos ring out even louder.

BuZZ: What a mindjob this guy is. Does he like ANYONE?

Roach: Doubt it...

But make no doubts about it, Blade. You and I WILL settle our issue. This time without the unwanted Third wheel. But that is not why I stand before you peasants. I stand before you because tonight is the night I, Primo Valiante, solidify my spot in wrestling history, AGAIN. Already I am the youngest ever European World Champion, and hold the longest title reign of any European wrestler. But tonight, I become the first OFFICIAL King Of Crimson Champion. I say official, because that fool Lionheart carries it around like a child. As if he's already won it. Defeating the rest of your TNB "friends" in a battle royal is one thing. Defeating ME period is another. Tonight, the winner is not the man who makes the first man tap. Or scores the first pinfall. Tonight, the winner is the first man to make another man BLEED. And quite frankly, neither of my opponents stack up. I've already leaked Lionheart once. Nigel Sledge, some reject from a failed madhouse of a wrestling promotion, not even in my class. And Massacre? I'll not even go into what kind of circus freak he is.

He pauses, pacing the ring.

Neither man, or "creature" have what I have. The killer instinct. The WILL of a champion. The skill of a TRUE Olympian. My victory is already sealed tonight. Sadly I must go through the motions. But in case...

Primo is cut off by the entrance theme of one of the other three competitors.

[blade07]

Creed - What If begins to play on the P.A System and out comes Blade, He heads down to the ring and slides in.


Blade calls for a mic, he raises the mic and begins to speak, Well everyone knows that i won at Takedown but that's not the point. The reason i came down here is to have a rematch but one on one what do you say Primo Valiante?

I would like to settle our differences in a First Blood match, As for Genesis you came pretty close to beating me you where only a few inches away from winning. Anyway what do you say Primo you vs. me First Blood match next PPV.

Blade waits for a reply from Primo Valiante.

[nigel]

Out onto the stage steps Nigel Sledge, fresh off yet another victory over Jared Chase. In his eyes, he was far from causing his old rival more grief, but tonight was something different. Tonight was about a title he felt he was BORN to carry. But first thing was first.

OI!!! Yea...you there, the Italian runnin' 'is bloody trap. Ya' got alotta nerve comin' out here biggin' ya'self up, when I'M one of the blokes in this match. Ya' see, I've made a career outta doin' really grimey, really NASTY things ta' people. Good people. I built my god damn LEGACY on makin' limeys like YOU and the otha' 2 leak like bloody faucets. LITERALLY. So go on, come out here, talk ya' crap and use ya' big words. Because when the bell tolls lata' tonight, One of you FAGGETS is leavin' Tokyo is stitches, and I'M leavin' the KING OF CRIMSON.

Nigel then looks over to Blade...

OI!!! Who tha' bloody hell are you? PISS OFF, Tonight's about me takin' that title off Lionheart's arse. You'll have ta' wait ya' turn ta get pretty over there.

[primo]

Primo scoffs at the two men who'd made there appearances, the young Blade Myers, and of course the ever "colorful" Nigel Sledge. He shakes his head in disgust. He then looks to Blade and responds...

Ah, Mr. Myers. So strong and true. An admirable trait. One that will get you nothing, but admirable none the less. You have the audacity to come out here and make a challenge to ME of a first blood match at the next PPV? Fool. You have NO IDEA what you're getting yourself into. But I'll go you one better. At Takedown, June 10th, I'll GLADLY mix that blue hair of yours with your own crimson. What the hell, I'm in a generous mood. I'll even make it for the KoC Title...

He then turns his attention to Nigel.

Because CONTRARY to what some may think, this is MY match to win. You speak of being brutal? You know not the meaning of the word. Brutal is being willing to do ANYTHING to get ahead. And that goes FAR beyond putting people through tables, and hitting them with chairs. Tonight there ARE no weapons. No furniture. No foreign objects. All you have are your own bare hands. To make a man bleed with them alone. THAT is TRUE BRUTALITY. A lesson you and the other two in this match will learn, the hard way.

[nigel]

Nigel laughs hysterically at Primo's comments. Shaking his head, he responds to him.

Let me get this straight. You think for one bleedin' second that I'M just gonna let you walk ina' that ring and have your way wit' those other two piffers? If there's gonna be ANYONE bleedin' a wanka dry, ya' LOOKIN' AT 'EM!!! I ain't come to this piss hole ta come up short. I'm here ta' put s'more gold in my closet. That belt is as good as mines. And I'll beat the arse of ANYONE who thinks otherwise. That includes YOU, pretty. In fact, I'm gonna make it my PERSONAL mission to leak one of you bastids wit' my bare hands, So I can wipe it off on ya' FACE!!! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!