Post by Morning Star on Feb 25, 2008 17:23:59 GMT -5
The XWA season premier was in full swing, many great matches had been fought and set already this evening. About half way through the show the arena starts to grow dark.
Roach: Folks, it looks like we’re having some technical difficulties.
BuZZ: I don’t think it’s technical Roach, I think it’s something else.
Just as BuZZ made his statement, an eerie red light begins to illuminate the arena. The crowd is waiting to see what will happen next. The Jumbotron slowly lights up and fades into a somewhat familiar scene, a house that has been burnt to the ground, then a very familiar voice is heard.
“Last year, this world took everything from me. This year, just like the fabled phoenix, I will rise from the ashes.”
Soon, from underneath a pile of burned debris from what was left of his home in Louisiana, Morning Star stood. He was now covered in the dirt and soot along with what looked like mud from the Louisiana swamps, his eyes still glowing red with anger from what his prior season held for him. He looked into the camera and spoke.
“This year, there will be a new group of sheep to choose from, as well as some that I still hold animosity for. Also this year, there is a new division, the X-Gen division. This will be where I shall make my mark on this company, and you all will take heed of my words now. Violence will be unleashed, and may heaven help those who stand in my way, because the forces of hell will care not.”
The screen turns black. The lights return back to their original brightness. The crowd begins to boo the man who was on the screen.
BuZZ: Look Roachie, your favorite wrestler is back again. What else is going to happen tonight?
Roach: I’m not sure BuZZ, but I’m definitely not as excited as you are to see Morning Star back again.
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Roach: Folks, it looks like we’re having some technical difficulties.
BuZZ: I don’t think it’s technical Roach, I think it’s something else.
Just as BuZZ made his statement, an eerie red light begins to illuminate the arena. The crowd is waiting to see what will happen next. The Jumbotron slowly lights up and fades into a somewhat familiar scene, a house that has been burnt to the ground, then a very familiar voice is heard.
“Last year, this world took everything from me. This year, just like the fabled phoenix, I will rise from the ashes.”
Soon, from underneath a pile of burned debris from what was left of his home in Louisiana, Morning Star stood. He was now covered in the dirt and soot along with what looked like mud from the Louisiana swamps, his eyes still glowing red with anger from what his prior season held for him. He looked into the camera and spoke.
“This year, there will be a new group of sheep to choose from, as well as some that I still hold animosity for. Also this year, there is a new division, the X-Gen division. This will be where I shall make my mark on this company, and you all will take heed of my words now. Violence will be unleashed, and may heaven help those who stand in my way, because the forces of hell will care not.”
The screen turns black. The lights return back to their original brightness. The crowd begins to boo the man who was on the screen.
BuZZ: Look Roachie, your favorite wrestler is back again. What else is going to happen tonight?
Roach: I’m not sure BuZZ, but I’m definitely not as excited as you are to see Morning Star back again.
END