Post by Hayden Newsom on Feb 2, 2017 21:35:41 GMT -5
The scene opens up with static on the television screen. As the cameras try to fix the footage, the static starts to fade, but channels begin to flip with a white bar in scrolling up and down. As the camera zooms in on the footage and it becomes clearer a bald head starts to come over the television screen. The head is held down as the cameras fix the screen. As the cameras zoom in on the location… somewhere in a rundown neighborhood and an old gym near an alleyway. As the cameras look up in the bleachers of this old gym, sitting on an unstable board with metal railing for people’s hands to walk across is a figure. Lucifer Phoenix lifts his head up and slides his hands across the second pole. He grins wickedly as he widens his eyes and appears extremely bizarre.
Lucifer Phoenix: “Welcome to hell on earth.”
The seed of the Phoenix says. He lifts his head up and widens his eyes as they are covered over with purely white pupils.
Lucifer Phoenix: “Nemesis, you dare try to portray something you are!? You dare to fake being the immortal being that you are not? You dare to make a mockery out of my father and I? My father is the devil himself and your soul will belong to him for all eternity! Your soul is within grasps and you better hope your eyes in the back of your head are in good enough shape to save your soul. The only being in this world who can protect you now is your pitiful god. You making a mockery of the underground is absolutely ludricous and disrespectful. This is war, but it isn’t war with Mike Smith; it’s war with the Phoenix and the devil himself! Prepare for your death because you will bleed like mortals do. You will be delivered to my father in the depths of hell on a silver platter. Your eternal life will have as much meaning as your mortal life, which is absolutely no value!”
As he continues to dangle his legs down off the bleachers, he looks down as Mike Smith enters the gym. Mike walks into the gym and as he gets beneath Lucifer—Lucifer looks down and glances at Mike Smith.
Lucifer Phoenix: “Michael Smith… he may be a mortal, but he at least knows to respect the underground. His lord and savior which is the Phoenix himself. He has surrendered his soul to my family. My father may be totally immortal, but I’m half and half. That’s why I can walk through a graveyard because unlike my father… my mother is a total mortal. My mother is just a part of the underground because of her marriage to the Phoenix. Nemesis, you have no idea what it’s like to live in a world where mortals look at you as a freak and the demons of the night look at you as a mortal. I’m a half-breed, but I have been earning their respect as I terrorize pitiful mortals on this earth.
As Mike hears a voice, he starts to look around puzzled. Mike glances up and notices a figure in the bleachers.
Lucifer Phoenix: “Yes, Michael… It’s Lucifer. I was sent by my father to unleash all unholy hell on Nemesis. I will be making my presence felt for my first-time on NAW’s soil on this episode of Meltdown. I will be taking Nemesis’ soul with me as I return to the depths of hell and he’ll forever be a part of my collection.”
Mike shakes his head in confusion.
Mike Smith: “I need to do this on my own, Lucifer. I understand your need to do this, but tell your father this is my business and only my business.”
Lucifer cocks his head up and closes his eyes as he starts to breath heavily.
Lucifer Phoenix: “No Michael! Do not question my father! Do not doubt my father, I will choke Nemesis out and deliver him to my father. My father will not be made a fool of by this cheap replica of him. He needs to learn a valuable lesson…”
Mike starts to nod as he looks downward.
Mike Smith: “And he will. He will at my hands. I’m a punisher Lucifer. I can do it on my own.”
He starts mess with the wristband on his left arm.
Lucifer Phoenix: “Michael, YOU do not dictate what we do. You just do as we say and you expect nothing in return. Revenge will be my FATHER’S!”
He says as he says staring angrily down at Mike Smith. He stands up and poof, a cloud of smoke appears, and Lucifer Phoenix disappears in the night. Mike Smith holds his hand beside his head and he shakes his head in disbelief.
Mike Smith: “After years of loyal service, they still do not value my devotion to Power Trip.”
He grips his hands into fists and he grits his teeth as he starts to twitch. He makes his way further inside the gym as he starts to talk to himself, making his way over to where the free weights are setup. Mike Smith is standing in front of the wall mirror inside a rundown gym and he has his right fist rolled up in a ball. He places his right fist into his left hand and he starts to rub his knuckles. He looks down sternly and keeps his eyes sealed as he begins to talk while looking down at his knuckles.
Mike Smith: “You put on this exterior that you want people to think you’re not a mortal, but you know nothing about being immortal. Our leader Jason Phoenix is immortal. He’s the Phoenix. Many opponents have aimed to take him out, but he never dies. He always rises from the ashes and he soars through the skies as he leaves pitiful mortals lives behind. He is what a true leader resembles. He lives by example, unlike you. You have no real leadership skills. You guide nobody. You only wish you could satisfy those desires you have to be immortal. It’s really quite depressing to sit and listen to your rants about absolutely nothing.”
“You want me to expect my demise… Who’s going to be the cause of my demise? Who’s going to end my career? You? Nemesis, understand you have made an enemy of me because your threats have dug a ditch so deep it will be nearly impossible to escape the ditch. I will let you continue to think what you want because your thoughts are pitiful. Do you think this business is fueled by killing people’s opponents? Do you think you would be allowed a contract, if you went about killing supposed mortal’s lives? Oh so scary, right? Well, you sure must know how to throw down to such an extent your opponents are left in a state of disbelief. We all know you’ve only had one match here. One opponent. You have no idea how well you might fend off against the other people on this roster.”
“I know exactly what I can do and I know how to execute it. I know what to expect in this match and any other match. I don’t underestimate my opponents… ever. You can ignore my list of accolades in this business all you want. You can disregard my experience in this business, but those are mistakes, Nemesis. Those are pitiful and avoidable mistakes that you could have not made had you done your research. Anybody who claims to be ‘immortal’ should know the in’s and out’s of me, but Nemesis, you have absolutely no idea what to expect in this match. The only thing that you should expect from this match is being awarded your first loss in NAW. You can tuck your little tail between your legs and hightail it to the back, or else I will make sure you are wheeled out on a gurney to the near hospital.”
“You might be younger, you might be faster, you might be great on the microphone, but you’re not better than me! I hope you’re ready to test your skills because I am going to force you to do things you’ve never done in your life. Everything you have done up to this point; everything you’ve worked toward; and all your training will be tested. I have a pretty good hunch that you are going to get a BIG F on that test! Prove me wrong, if you think otherwise.”
He grips both his hands on opposite sides of his head and he cranks it to the right. As he cranks his neck, the cameras pick up the joints in his bones popping. He cranks it to the other side and continues pushing as he pops the joints in his neck several times. He brings his hands down to his chest and folds the arms.
Mike Smith: “There you go again talking about my exterior. Do you think I am a steroid addict? Somebody who needs to take steroids to incorporate these biceps? You see, unlike other men on the roster Nemesis, I am capable of acquiring these muscles by hard work and diet. I eat a lot of protein and I can press any amount of weights you want. I am an impeccable body of art and when I retire, they should make a wax statute of me in the wrestling’s Hall of Fame. If I did take steroids, you should be very concerned because people who are addicted to steroids become enraged very easily. I don’t think you would survive very easy, if I were to suffer from roid rage because my only intention would be to demolish you. Instead I am just going to fling you around that ring like a rag doll. I am going to toss you from corner to corner like a little bitch.”
“I have had my greatest moments in this business a long time ago. When I came onto the professional wrestling scene Nemesis, I soared the rankings of many different companies and I earned myself a name in this business. Do you think I care if you know who I am or not? Do you think it bothers me that you try to use my words and turn it around on me? The fact is Nemesis, when I said I am not here in this specific company to be the best is exactly what it means. It means I am still going to do what I want, but I am here to reinvent myself. Somebody who has been wrestling since the late 1990s needs to reinvent themselves so the fans can identify with them. Nobody likes a washed up has been like I have seen in the past. Just because I’m not here to be the greatest wrestler the NAW has ever seen still doesn’t mean I am in any position to let you just have a free pass. I am not going to let you just have your way with me in this match and lie down because you want an opportunity for the Horizon Championship. You’re not the only one who wants a shot at the title. You’re not the only one who deserves a shot at the title. In fact, you don’t even deserve a shot at the title. I’m in this match to show Edric Hayes just how unprepared you are to be a NAW’s champion!”
“One bit of advice Nemesis, if you continue your little career after I beat you on Meltdown, stop telling people you are their downfall because the only downfall is yourself. You are your downfall because by making enemies out of anybody and everybody is pinning you against the world. How can you even comprehend a war with more than one-person Nemesis? Are you sure you know exactly what you’re getting into? Do you know how big that grave is you’ve been digging since day one? I don’t think you do. I promise you I am going to make you eat your words in this match. I am going to make you regret you ever showed your face in these last two weeks. I am going to make you wished you never spoke ill toward me or my leader Jason Phoenix. I am going to make you crumble in my hands like sand, skidding through my fingers.”
He holds his hands toward the mirror extended as he makes both his index fingers touch. He grits his teeth and shakes his head while staring viciously at his own reflection.
Mike Smith: “It’s not my only intention to move one step closer to the Horizon Championship. I realize Edric Hayes is not just looking at Christian Taylor, but he’s looking at you and me. There’s three people who have a potential chance at taking the Horizon Championship. I have to step up my game to make him wowed about my dedication to this company. I also need to take your respect because you don’t seem to understand the concept of respect. You don’t think you owe people like me respect, so I am just going to make you respect me. I am going to make you so sick of listening to me talk about you respecting me that you slit your own wrist.”
“The only destruction these people are going to witness is the one of your own. I am not going to be a participate in your destruction because I am going to sit-by and watch you self-destruct. You are going to collapse in the middle of the ring after I totally dominant you in the middle of the ring. You are going to be overwhelmed by my dominance and that will be the reason for your self-destruction. These fans will no longer have to bear the sound of your egotistical voice ever again. They won’t have to see a sorry excuse of a wrestler parade around like an arrogant jackass anymore. The North America Wrestling’s roster will not have to worry about you tarnishing the value of any of their championship belt. You’re going to learn to respect me as a man who stands alone. You are going to respect me as a wrestler who fights his own battles. You are going to respect me as a muscular man with an incredible amount of power. You are going to respect me because I am going to demand it through my physicality! You are going to respect me because it is in your best interest. Unlike you, I don’t need to threaten you to get my point across or to make me look vicious. I will just leave you with a promise. One thing I rarely do is make empty promises to my opponents.”
He raises his right hand up to his face and starts rubbing it across his mouth. Smith scoffs and holds his hand steady to his chin.
Mike Smith: “All I have left to say is goodbye and goodnight.”
He walks over to some dumbbells over on the stand against the wall. He grabs two of the heaviest ones and walks back over to where he was standing. The scene fades to black.
Lucifer Phoenix: “Welcome to hell on earth.”
The seed of the Phoenix says. He lifts his head up and widens his eyes as they are covered over with purely white pupils.
Lucifer Phoenix: “Nemesis, you dare try to portray something you are!? You dare to fake being the immortal being that you are not? You dare to make a mockery out of my father and I? My father is the devil himself and your soul will belong to him for all eternity! Your soul is within grasps and you better hope your eyes in the back of your head are in good enough shape to save your soul. The only being in this world who can protect you now is your pitiful god. You making a mockery of the underground is absolutely ludricous and disrespectful. This is war, but it isn’t war with Mike Smith; it’s war with the Phoenix and the devil himself! Prepare for your death because you will bleed like mortals do. You will be delivered to my father in the depths of hell on a silver platter. Your eternal life will have as much meaning as your mortal life, which is absolutely no value!”
As he continues to dangle his legs down off the bleachers, he looks down as Mike Smith enters the gym. Mike walks into the gym and as he gets beneath Lucifer—Lucifer looks down and glances at Mike Smith.
Lucifer Phoenix: “Michael Smith… he may be a mortal, but he at least knows to respect the underground. His lord and savior which is the Phoenix himself. He has surrendered his soul to my family. My father may be totally immortal, but I’m half and half. That’s why I can walk through a graveyard because unlike my father… my mother is a total mortal. My mother is just a part of the underground because of her marriage to the Phoenix. Nemesis, you have no idea what it’s like to live in a world where mortals look at you as a freak and the demons of the night look at you as a mortal. I’m a half-breed, but I have been earning their respect as I terrorize pitiful mortals on this earth.
As Mike hears a voice, he starts to look around puzzled. Mike glances up and notices a figure in the bleachers.
Lucifer Phoenix: “Yes, Michael… It’s Lucifer. I was sent by my father to unleash all unholy hell on Nemesis. I will be making my presence felt for my first-time on NAW’s soil on this episode of Meltdown. I will be taking Nemesis’ soul with me as I return to the depths of hell and he’ll forever be a part of my collection.”
Mike shakes his head in confusion.
Mike Smith: “I need to do this on my own, Lucifer. I understand your need to do this, but tell your father this is my business and only my business.”
Lucifer cocks his head up and closes his eyes as he starts to breath heavily.
Lucifer Phoenix: “No Michael! Do not question my father! Do not doubt my father, I will choke Nemesis out and deliver him to my father. My father will not be made a fool of by this cheap replica of him. He needs to learn a valuable lesson…”
Mike starts to nod as he looks downward.
Mike Smith: “And he will. He will at my hands. I’m a punisher Lucifer. I can do it on my own.”
He starts mess with the wristband on his left arm.
Lucifer Phoenix: “Michael, YOU do not dictate what we do. You just do as we say and you expect nothing in return. Revenge will be my FATHER’S!”
He says as he says staring angrily down at Mike Smith. He stands up and poof, a cloud of smoke appears, and Lucifer Phoenix disappears in the night. Mike Smith holds his hand beside his head and he shakes his head in disbelief.
Mike Smith: “After years of loyal service, they still do not value my devotion to Power Trip.”
He grips his hands into fists and he grits his teeth as he starts to twitch. He makes his way further inside the gym as he starts to talk to himself, making his way over to where the free weights are setup. Mike Smith is standing in front of the wall mirror inside a rundown gym and he has his right fist rolled up in a ball. He places his right fist into his left hand and he starts to rub his knuckles. He looks down sternly and keeps his eyes sealed as he begins to talk while looking down at his knuckles.
Mike Smith: “You put on this exterior that you want people to think you’re not a mortal, but you know nothing about being immortal. Our leader Jason Phoenix is immortal. He’s the Phoenix. Many opponents have aimed to take him out, but he never dies. He always rises from the ashes and he soars through the skies as he leaves pitiful mortals lives behind. He is what a true leader resembles. He lives by example, unlike you. You have no real leadership skills. You guide nobody. You only wish you could satisfy those desires you have to be immortal. It’s really quite depressing to sit and listen to your rants about absolutely nothing.”
“You want me to expect my demise… Who’s going to be the cause of my demise? Who’s going to end my career? You? Nemesis, understand you have made an enemy of me because your threats have dug a ditch so deep it will be nearly impossible to escape the ditch. I will let you continue to think what you want because your thoughts are pitiful. Do you think this business is fueled by killing people’s opponents? Do you think you would be allowed a contract, if you went about killing supposed mortal’s lives? Oh so scary, right? Well, you sure must know how to throw down to such an extent your opponents are left in a state of disbelief. We all know you’ve only had one match here. One opponent. You have no idea how well you might fend off against the other people on this roster.”
“I know exactly what I can do and I know how to execute it. I know what to expect in this match and any other match. I don’t underestimate my opponents… ever. You can ignore my list of accolades in this business all you want. You can disregard my experience in this business, but those are mistakes, Nemesis. Those are pitiful and avoidable mistakes that you could have not made had you done your research. Anybody who claims to be ‘immortal’ should know the in’s and out’s of me, but Nemesis, you have absolutely no idea what to expect in this match. The only thing that you should expect from this match is being awarded your first loss in NAW. You can tuck your little tail between your legs and hightail it to the back, or else I will make sure you are wheeled out on a gurney to the near hospital.”
“You might be younger, you might be faster, you might be great on the microphone, but you’re not better than me! I hope you’re ready to test your skills because I am going to force you to do things you’ve never done in your life. Everything you have done up to this point; everything you’ve worked toward; and all your training will be tested. I have a pretty good hunch that you are going to get a BIG F on that test! Prove me wrong, if you think otherwise.”
He grips both his hands on opposite sides of his head and he cranks it to the right. As he cranks his neck, the cameras pick up the joints in his bones popping. He cranks it to the other side and continues pushing as he pops the joints in his neck several times. He brings his hands down to his chest and folds the arms.
Mike Smith: “There you go again talking about my exterior. Do you think I am a steroid addict? Somebody who needs to take steroids to incorporate these biceps? You see, unlike other men on the roster Nemesis, I am capable of acquiring these muscles by hard work and diet. I eat a lot of protein and I can press any amount of weights you want. I am an impeccable body of art and when I retire, they should make a wax statute of me in the wrestling’s Hall of Fame. If I did take steroids, you should be very concerned because people who are addicted to steroids become enraged very easily. I don’t think you would survive very easy, if I were to suffer from roid rage because my only intention would be to demolish you. Instead I am just going to fling you around that ring like a rag doll. I am going to toss you from corner to corner like a little bitch.”
“I have had my greatest moments in this business a long time ago. When I came onto the professional wrestling scene Nemesis, I soared the rankings of many different companies and I earned myself a name in this business. Do you think I care if you know who I am or not? Do you think it bothers me that you try to use my words and turn it around on me? The fact is Nemesis, when I said I am not here in this specific company to be the best is exactly what it means. It means I am still going to do what I want, but I am here to reinvent myself. Somebody who has been wrestling since the late 1990s needs to reinvent themselves so the fans can identify with them. Nobody likes a washed up has been like I have seen in the past. Just because I’m not here to be the greatest wrestler the NAW has ever seen still doesn’t mean I am in any position to let you just have a free pass. I am not going to let you just have your way with me in this match and lie down because you want an opportunity for the Horizon Championship. You’re not the only one who wants a shot at the title. You’re not the only one who deserves a shot at the title. In fact, you don’t even deserve a shot at the title. I’m in this match to show Edric Hayes just how unprepared you are to be a NAW’s champion!”
“One bit of advice Nemesis, if you continue your little career after I beat you on Meltdown, stop telling people you are their downfall because the only downfall is yourself. You are your downfall because by making enemies out of anybody and everybody is pinning you against the world. How can you even comprehend a war with more than one-person Nemesis? Are you sure you know exactly what you’re getting into? Do you know how big that grave is you’ve been digging since day one? I don’t think you do. I promise you I am going to make you eat your words in this match. I am going to make you regret you ever showed your face in these last two weeks. I am going to make you wished you never spoke ill toward me or my leader Jason Phoenix. I am going to make you crumble in my hands like sand, skidding through my fingers.”
He holds his hands toward the mirror extended as he makes both his index fingers touch. He grits his teeth and shakes his head while staring viciously at his own reflection.
Mike Smith: “It’s not my only intention to move one step closer to the Horizon Championship. I realize Edric Hayes is not just looking at Christian Taylor, but he’s looking at you and me. There’s three people who have a potential chance at taking the Horizon Championship. I have to step up my game to make him wowed about my dedication to this company. I also need to take your respect because you don’t seem to understand the concept of respect. You don’t think you owe people like me respect, so I am just going to make you respect me. I am going to make you so sick of listening to me talk about you respecting me that you slit your own wrist.”
“The only destruction these people are going to witness is the one of your own. I am not going to be a participate in your destruction because I am going to sit-by and watch you self-destruct. You are going to collapse in the middle of the ring after I totally dominant you in the middle of the ring. You are going to be overwhelmed by my dominance and that will be the reason for your self-destruction. These fans will no longer have to bear the sound of your egotistical voice ever again. They won’t have to see a sorry excuse of a wrestler parade around like an arrogant jackass anymore. The North America Wrestling’s roster will not have to worry about you tarnishing the value of any of their championship belt. You’re going to learn to respect me as a man who stands alone. You are going to respect me as a wrestler who fights his own battles. You are going to respect me as a muscular man with an incredible amount of power. You are going to respect me because I am going to demand it through my physicality! You are going to respect me because it is in your best interest. Unlike you, I don’t need to threaten you to get my point across or to make me look vicious. I will just leave you with a promise. One thing I rarely do is make empty promises to my opponents.”
He raises his right hand up to his face and starts rubbing it across his mouth. Smith scoffs and holds his hand steady to his chin.
Mike Smith: “All I have left to say is goodbye and goodnight.”
He walks over to some dumbbells over on the stand against the wall. He grabs two of the heaviest ones and walks back over to where he was standing. The scene fades to black.