Product of My Own Design (O2A)

[atlasx0x]

Dante was sitting in his locker room with the door open, it was the night, it was Mayday '08. Staring at the floor, occasionly lifting the fifty pound weight he had in his left hand he started to think about how this was already his third match here in XWA. Dante had only been here for two months as small as it seems to other people, him keeping his un-defeated streek meant everything to him. Dante had to keep a cool amongst his mind, he couldn't let any pressure get to him.

I am Atlas, a titan among men. I have gone my life as my own undisputed champ, and what I treasure most in life will not be taken away tonight. Never again will I be dishonored, its my obligation to myself and to this business that I come out of that stage and crush that speck that steps into the ring with me. This gift I have been blessed with (Atlas clenches his fists) I will not forsake.

Suddently Dante's door opens and he turns around to see who it is.

[Tyson Terra]

Elsewhere, a man who had been unseen for months makes his appearance backstage. Not much could be made of the re-emergence of Tyson Terra except that obviously he wasn't around for fun. What also could be made out was that he was walking the halls on his phone.

So, she's here is she?

Yes, we confirmed her arrival earlier in fact...

Well this is certainly a rare occasion then isn't it? I wouldn't have expected for her to come out and mingle among the commoners. You know how she is about having to deal with *ahem* her subservients. Always from a afar, I guess things have changed haven't they?

So then, how do we proceed?

We proceed as has been planned all along. Just because she's here doesn't change anything. The delay has been too long. It's time for us to start taking action now, and I have my first "target" in sight. In fact I'm heading to him right now. This one should be fairly easy. I will contact you with further instruction later. For now, just survey the area and make sure there are no more surprises tonight.

Yes, sir.

Sliding the phone into his pocket, he then proceeds to knock on this individual's locker room door.

[atlasx0x]

Dante quickly gaining composure stands up to confront this new face. Dropping the weight he had in his hands it hits the concrete floor with the thud. Clenching his right fist he looks into the dark eyes of this new guest. With a dead look Dante begins to ask for answers.

For what reason to you intrude into my realm, I'm preparing myself for the brutle beatdown I will have to give that little man that will be waiting for me in the ring tonight. However I must say I am very impatient to give a beating, and I'm still waiting for your reason of being here.

Staring into this man's empty pools of black liquid like eyes Dante notices no change in the attitude of his new guest. Taking a step forward Dante awaits an answer.

[Tyson Terra]

Focussed.

Undaunted.

Prepared.

One can never be too sure of anything, but from the outset it was looking as if going in this direction might be a good idea. But let's not jump the gun...

Mr. Dante Elsworth is it not? Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Tyson Terra, and I solve problems.

From where I stand, your problem right now is that you believe that no one takes you seriously, despite the dominance that you've shown since you've came along.

We've been watching you since your first match you see and...well...there are are certain people who think that someone of your demeanor has quite a potential to do some great things if given the opportunity.

I'm here to offer you said opportunity. There are some others here that might have the same potential, but I come to you first because you seem to be a man who aims for higher standards. Precisely the quality that we're looking for.

[atlasx0x]

Dante, standing there takes in the few words that Tyson has spoken, intrigued by this new person in his life Dante begins to question Tyson about this oppurtunity.

Opportunity...I live off of opportunity. One thing that you have said to me is correct however, Mr. Terra. If you are looking for potential, here I am, brutality, I'm the guy, and I don't shoot for higher standards, I am the higher standard. However, I must question one aspect of your...introduction. Quote for quote Mr. Terra 'Precisely the quality that we're looking for.' By we, you mean more than one, do explain.

[Tyson Terra]

I had a feeling that you were going to ask that question. Unfortunately though Mr. Elsworth, it's a bit too early in the game to show you all of my cards. All that you need to know about that is that all the groups and coalitions you see or have probably heard of pale in comparison to those I have the privilege of being associated with.

If you can show me, show us...that potential that you speak of, then you'll have your question answered more throughly. Your match tonight against Marcus Samson will be one that will be watched intently, in order to see just how brutal and aggressive you truly are. We'll go from there, as it were.

To answer another question that might come up, defeat should it happen to you tonight is not a disqualifying factor, because this is only one fight. In the broader scheme of things, there's more on the horizon. A lot more. Consider tonight to be a scouting match. I want to see first hand what you can do.

[atlasx0x]

Heh, defeat. Let me tell you something. In all my years of wrestling, in all my days of breathing. On a rare day would I hear that word following my name. I can assure you with every fiber of my being that when the most goreing of a match you have ever seen is over, I will be the one with my hand raised...and that fool will be crawling to the ambulance that they should have waiting for him. You haven't seen what I can do with a steel chair and flesh and bone.

When I do win my match tonight, I may have shown you the potential inside myself, but you will have to show me that you can make this oppurtunity worth while. A oppurtunity is a favorable circumstance, you show me that it favors me and I'll show you some more carnage.

Heheh, you will likely never see what I can do first hand. The only person who will ever have to suffer that will be Marcus Samson. I assure you after tonight you will not want to see what a first hand experiance with me is like. I'm going to let Samson feel what it feels like for your soul to go cold, and your hope to run dry.

And as he cringes through the most painful ten seconds of his life, I'm going to make every count feel like ten thousand seconds.

Atlas stands firm on his words and awaits Tyson's response.

[Tyson Terra]

Well, you talk up a very vivid picture there Mr. Elsworth. We'll see how well you can paint that masterpiece tonight...or should I say Disasterpiece. I look forward to it.

Now about whether or not this offer is "worthwhile", take a moment to consider the alternative. One man can only do but so much, and on your own, no matter what you do or claim to be capable, without the right backing nobody will ever acknowledge you or what you stand to do.

We live in an evil world. A world where the truth is taken, stripped, manipulated and then force-fed to the unknowing and unwitting. The truth is something that needs to be forced even harder, because the truth is pure. It knows no jealousy or hatred, because it is what it is and it doesn't care whether it's liked or not.

We ARE that truth. We are that power. We're that thing that exists that you can't deny or resist, and you most certainly can't stop it. As I said before, you'll know soon enough all that you can stand to know, if you play your end out as it is that I anticipate. Like I said, you're not the only one, but you are the first...and that should be considered an honor in and of itself.

Mr. Elsworth, there are things in this world that you'll never attain on your own. Those are the things that I can help to get...that is...if you play the game the right way.

That's all it is in the end my friend. A game...and we're all pieces on the board. My question is do you want to be a Knight, or just another Pawn?

[atlasx0x]

Picture....I will paint that picture in Marcus's blood, and get it hung on your damn wall. Rarely will I ever fight to completally dismemeber my opponent, I find it distastful. But tonight, Mr. Terra, just for you and whomever 'we' are, I am going to show you the full frontal force of the demon inside of me. You see my phylosophy on life and in fighting to surive is...everyone has the instinct to kill, everyone has the instinct to survive. And for me...that instinct does not fail me.

Inside I have to win to survive, so that is exactly what will happen. Tonight, that instinct..that primal instinct that has survived in me for so long...heh it would be wrong to keep it all caged inside. So tonight I am letting my own beast out....and its just about its time to feed.

You want a true expose of what brutality means? Then you got it...I'm about to be the checkmate and end Marcus's game. But after that....post-blood bath, I expect you to deliver. I expect your people...to deliver. For me to send Marcus and myself through hell and back..I expect quite the reward.

If what you speak of is the 'truth' then I see a great road ahead of me with you, not below you or under you, right next to you. I am no slave...just like you I desire power...the darker side of ambition would you say?

I've sacrifised too much to get here, to get to the big league. No one will ever take it away from me, that includes you. There will never be a reason why I should have to surrender myself to anyone, I'd rather die.

So now that I have gotten that off my chest. It has been a great honor to meet someone who sees the world in my eyes. Don't expect a good match tonight, expect a war...and the casualty count will be only one.

Dante takes a deep breathe and raises a open hand towards Tyson and awaits a retort.

[Tyson Terra]

As you wish then, Mr. Elsworth. I assure that you won't be disappointed, so long as I'm not.

Terra's response comes with the sternest of handshakes.

I'll leave you to your preparations then. But just remember this one thing...we're all under someone, somewhere. Not everyone can be a king you know...otherwise you wouldn't here in this place now would you?

And with that said, Terra would make his exit.

A man focussed on what he's after is one that you don't want to get in the way of. This might be easier than I thought.

[atlasx0x]

Dante watches as Tyson exits, walked back over to the bench he was previously sitting on, he lowers down and picks the weight back up. Starting to curl his right arm he talks to himself.

King...heh....I'm not worried about being king, as far as I am concerned I am the damn royal executioner. This...idea of joining with someone..a group of people at that. I would have never even thought of doing something like this, but the idea of my strength now..my dominance now...being doubled down and backed up. Amazing, however...I have a task on hand at the moment. And that is to bloody the entire stadium with Marcus's insides. If I am to get this oppurtunity I have to play like this was for the world title itself. Joining up with this man, may be the first step to getting to gold. This may be easier than I thought....