The Aftermath and The Unknown
RaZ
Supreme Entries #27
Date: June 7, 2004
Location: An Unknown Hotel
~An arena, live with cheers from a sold-out crowd. What is shown is a young man with long flowing blonde hair, pulled into a ponytail, only about 5’3 or so, he looks to be rather young. He’s battling it out with a rather large adversary. He hit’s a lucky dropkick to the knee and the big guy falls over, down to his knees. Seeing this, the young man jumps to the top rope, sails off with another huge dropkick, knocking his huge opponent to the ground. He then jumps off the top rope, flips over backward, and lands a moonsault on the bigger adversary. One…two…three. The young man is handed a belt, goes to the turnbuckles to cheer to the crowd. The fans love him~~RaZ suddenly wakes up with a start, and looks around at the motel room he is in, that he doesn’t know how or when he got there. He sits up in his bed, notices the body laying next to him, but ends up having to take a double take. Sure enough, it’s a woman he doesn’t even know laying next to him. She has long blonde hair, is smiling in her sleep, and exhales a bit when RaZ gets out of the bed. He gets up, and walks into the bathroom, closes the door. On the counter , he sees a small purse that is obviously not his. He digs through it and finds a driver’s License. The name on it was just simply Mace. He had no clue who the hell she is, or how she ended up in his motel room. He looks at the clock sitting on the counter, as well as the calendar hanging on the wall. 3:00 pm, June 7th. He sits down and thinks for a few minutes to try to piece things together, but to no avail. He than gives up. He hops in the shower, and is in there for quite some time. He comes out of the bathroom quite a bit later, about an hour later, his face painted White Base with Red Designs, and his Hellfire Red Contacts in. He is wearing an open button-up shirt, and a pair of baggy Black Jeans. He walks back over to the bed, takes another look at the woman in the bed, than proceeds out to a balcony right outside his room. He picks up a video camera he finds on the floor on his way out. He sets it on the balcony railing, and switches it on~
RaZ: Y’know, it’s pretty interesting how people can overlook little facts in the effort to make their head bigger. Now, fo‘shwami, we do know who I’m talking about. Tyler Evans. Now now Evans, I have to say, you did prove a few things………to…everyone else in that match. But, Evans, you proved nothing to me, nothing at all. Besides, maybe, the whole fact, that not only can you not beat me, but you’re not of my caliber. Looking at the match, again, technically, I did beat you. I executed the move that sent us sailing over that rope. That also showed one thing. One thing I had been saying all along. I wasn’t there to win and I wasn’t there to lose, I was there to lay down the pain. So, with the power of Hell and the Black Cloud and the Dark One behind me, I sent us on a downward spiral to our doom. I have no care for titles, I have no care for wins, or losses, I only cared about injury and Blood Bath, and that is what I brought into this brawl, and that is what I handed out. I was the one who stood up, while you lay on the ground in your pain and your agony, nursing your bloody face. While I looked down on you, drinking my own blood, along with the blood from others that splattered on me during the braw, as it ran down my face. So, you may want to try to feed your own ego; expand your head, but remember this. At the end of the night, after tossing us both into oblivion, after all was said and done, the last thing that could be seen was me, looking down at you, as you lay on the ground, writhing in pain; suffering. So sit in your hiding, play your mind games with yourself, while I look forward to the next time I can drink someone else’s blood. Because, remember, all you mudafacoos out there, this will happen again, I will bathe in others’ blood again. So it is said, and so it shall come to pass, as stated by the Dark Killa, and Messenger of Evil, Himself.
~Before he turns the camera off, he is seen picking up a sword, looking at the blade thoughtfully, than the woman in the bed. One more evil chuckle, and it fades to black~
