A Point Proven (O2A)

[atlasx0x]

And there he was, on his debut night in the XWA Atlas had surely put his point across after a crustal night in his career. A quite litterally life draining match for him, however leaning against the ropes Atlas motioned for a microphone from the ring-side assistance. Looking around at the audiance, Atlas, standing over the racked body of Cobra, raised his hand in a victorious manner and raised the microphone to his mouth.

There, there you have it. And...and there is more to come for everyone who decides to step in my shadow. I planned to make a impact here and this is my first step. Next week at Vendetta in the Tokyo Dome I plan to make the most grusome expose of my abilites as I can. So here in this ring I invite anyone in the locker-room, you let me know if you want some. You let me know, and you can come get some.

Atlas points to the titantron and the stage.

Anyone at all please, step out and tell me you want a match with me and you will have it.

Atlas drops the microphone and faces the stage as a unfamiler song begins to play...

[cold]

The music becomes quite familer as Brian starts to scream to the top of his lungs to stop it.

Stoooooop! You bloody basturd. You ain't no where done from now!

Brian walks down

Buzz: Wow, this guy should be in the opera with that voice

Roach: He almost scarred me

Buzz: Everything scares you.

Brian get in the ring with angry look on his face.

You not all done! *Brian gets in his face* Because I said so.

Brian looks at how exsuatsed Atlas is.

You tired ah. I can run 12 miles with out no stop! Your paitning from a easy match! I kill idiots in MMA.

Brian bulges his face

Your so weak!

[atlasx0x]

Atlas, quickly recovering stature looks directly into the eyes of this new face. Snatching the microphone from his hands Atlas raises it to his lips and begins to speak in a deep tone.

I must say, you do have guts comming out here not just to offer me a challenge in your own odd way, you come out here to critisize me and my match? You came out here looking for a match, well you got it. Next week, Vendetta. I am going to crush the life out of your bones as I show you what it feels to have the world come down on you. This is not just a message to you it is a message to everyone else back there, YOU WILL FALL IN MY SHADOW.

Now more specifically to you, as I stated, Vendetta if you want the match you just let me know. I'm giving you this one chance to turn around and walk away, if you choose not to I will be forced to set a example of you just like Cobra. Now what do you say to that.

Atlas gets nose to nose with Brian and awaits his answer.

[cold]

You give me a chance to back away.

Brian walks around as if it's a good idea.

I just don't want to! I want to have a Iron Ring match! The match is a match where there are three four minute matches. You can get knocked out or submit. If we go 15 teen minutes then the judges will pick the winner.

Roach:Wow what a match

Buzz: Hell yeah! He wants to go out on a limb to get his type of match.

What do you say? Little man!

[atlasx0x]

Atlas chuckles to himself, raising the microphone back to his mouth he says only a few words.

How about not, I said you could fight me, not decide the stipulation. If you want to fight me we are fighting a singles one fall matchup. I'm not here to learn your MMA style fighting, I'm here to crush you up and dust you out of the ring. If you don't like it, get out of my ring and know that you never could beat me and never will.

Atlas smirks to himself and begins climb over the top rope

[cold]

Bloody puss like you always make my blood boil!

Brian makes his face red

Ok! Me you in a normal match.

[atlasx0x]

Atlas stands at the top of the ramp and looks into the eyes of Brian.

I'm glad your happy, because I sure as hell am. At Vendetta, you...will...fall.

Dropping Plates blares over the intercom as Atlas raises his hand and begins to walk off the stage.

[cold]

Brian in anger punches his head and starts to bleed. The show goes to comercial break.