Post by spikekane on Apr 29, 2009 12:32:48 GMT -5
WAKING THE FALLEN
Wake the ones and rise tonight.
Fallen souls, they shine so bright.
Rise now and forever
Forgotten memories
No one can touch us
Wake the ones and rise tonight.
Fallen souls, they shine so bright.
Rise now and forever
Forgotten memories
No one can touch us
Fade in time! We see Spike Kane standing on the side of a dirt road, his customized pick up truck just a few feet behind him. He appears to be on some large hill just a few levels below a mountain as he walks towards the guard rail right near the edge of the drop. He stands there looking off into the distance fully kitted out in new Fallen merchandise, a hoodie, a beanie and a wristband. He shoves his hands into his pockets as his thoughts wander.
You know, to say I never thought It would be me and Demetrius in the final for the world title would be a lie. Admittedly I thought it was going to be me and Anderson back when this thing all started, but I guess I saw to it that that wasn't going to happen. How..lucky that Randall got his place, right? I mean...it's not like anybody could have engineered it so that Randall and Spike, two members of The Fallen would end up in the final right?
Spike grins at the camera, that glint in his eye once more.
The fact of the matter is that whilst KWF rejoices at the thought that two of the most dominant wrestlers this business is ever going to see have to square off for the biggest prize of the all, whilst they think that this will tear the Fallen apart before it even gets going. They are quite simple....wrong. You see Demetrius and I we have a certain kind of code, in fact so do our brethren, the Fallen we believe that gold should never come between our bond of brotherhood. Yes, we want the gold, and yes we will fight for it....but not the way people are expecting us too. We will fight with pride, honour, and respect. Tyler Lucas, Cain Alexander, Demetrius Randall and I all have huge amounts of respect for each other. We have all come from that sh*thole they called a federation, ran by some fat ass cowboy wannabe to the KWF. I brought them here because I know how talented they are, I know how big they can be....and it begins already. Last Saturday night at assault every single member of the Fallen was victorious. Sadly this feat cannot be repeated at Redemption because either Demetrius or myself shall fall, but besides that we have the chance to bring three championship titles to the home of the Fallen, and I trust my comrades and respect their abilities enough to know that they can do it.
Spike turns to the camera a look of pure seriousness coming over him now.
But Cain, Tyler...I can see the predicament you two may find yourself in this week torn between DR and myself. I can honestly say that you don't need to feel this way, nor does Demetrius need to feel like I am his enemy, just like I do not think of him as one of mine. This is not an ordinary match, there is no malicious intent, no hatred nothing but respect flows from this match up. Demetrius and I will fight for the gold as two truly great competitors would. We both deserve it, we've come this far, we have earned the right to hold the world heavyweight champions. Now Demetrius, I know you must have been wondering about me before I recruited you to the Fallen, I'm assuming you did some research on me and you might not like a lot of what you found. I'm sure your sitting there and wondering when I'm going to turn on you, not if...but when, and I can't blame you. In the past I have left my allies and friends in the dust just to gain the advantage. I have even turned on my own brother and beaten him to a bloody pulp just to climb an extra rung on the ladder of success. But please listen to me when I assure you that this kind of action is not going to happen, this is not what should be on your mind, I have pledged myself to the cause of the Fallen. After Redemption we shall reign supreme, as a unit, as friends, as a family.
Spike takes his hands out of his pockets and rubs his head as he tries to think of the right way to say the words he's formulating.
We will fight, yes that is a certainty. We both know that Steve Anderson is itching to get his hands on not just me, but all of us...that is something else we must consider as we got head to head. But what it will all come down to Demetrius....is who is the better man on the day. If you beat me, I will hold my head up high and admit that you were the better man and celebrate your victory with I only hope you have enough character in you to do the same once I beat you....if....if I beat you. Other people might see this as my chance to lead by example, to prevent a further uprising that I should destroy you and prove my dominance of not just the KWF but of the Fallen. A few years ago I might have done exactly that, but I have grown as a person since then, my intellect has also grown....I like to think I'm a good judge of character, and I believe if I took that course of action yourself, Tyler and Cain would leave my side faster than Night Blade jobs himself out. No, instead I aim to treat the three of you with honour, respect and humility. We are the Fallen, we are so for a reason....taken from the top of a federation, dropped down the ranks for some fat virgin pricks vendetta.....we will rise as one.
Spike flicks his hood up as he smirks walking back towards his truck.
It is indeed the time, waking the fallen is certainly what will happen at Redemption. We have a very high chance of walking out of Redemption with three KWF championships, but Randall....one thing that is certain, is that no matter who wins between you and I, the KWF World Heavyweight Championship will belong to The Fallen.
No matter what....
Spike jumps into his truck and smirks at the camera as he slams the accelerator and begins to drive off.
I have come this far, my fiercest rival has announced his pending arrival, now is the time to strike. It took a lot but I have made it pass that the world title shall fall into our hands, whether I win or lose. Keeping Demetrius Randall in check will be easy, he respects me as much as I respect him and we both know that gold isn't everything, it just helps.
Noah Hanson approaches, Steve Anderson desires revenge. The Fallen are awoken.
We will fight.
And we will win.
Spike shifts gear as he drives down an off ramp, Avenged Sevenfold's “Waking the Fallen” slips on as Spike flips the switch on the radio, Spike nods his head softly to the song as he drives through the residential area, before he turns down a road and stops at the bottom of the driveway of one house. The mailbox reads “Kane” Spike drops out of his truck after shutting off the engine. The front door is seen opening as a young woman comes running out towards Spike. He smiles as she reaches him and wraps her arms around him.
Spike: Hey Freya.....nice to see you again...
Freya has tears in her eyes as she looks up to her older brother. She wipes them as she talks.
Freya: Hey big brother....it's so good to see you again, I never thought we would..
At this point Megan and Brad Kane have come out of the house too, Megan has a smile on her face and Brad looks like his day just took a turn for the better he comes over to Spike, they slap a high five before sharing a hug, Brad grabs Spike's briefcase.
Brad: I called River about half an hour ago, she said she'll be back later tonight she's just gotta pack and stuff.
Megan: She's very happy that you're back in the states Mike...
Freya: We all are!
Brad: Don't get too comfortable, you've gotta be ready for your match on Tuesday, Randall isn't a slouch, you need to be on top of your game.
Spike smiles, happy to finally be allowed to come back home to his family.
Spike: Why do you think I picked him as one of the Fallen? Don't worry....I plan to be exactly at the top for a good while...
They all turn and head towards the house. Spike breathes a sigh of relief finally home, why hasn't he been allowed here? Well....that's a story for another time....