Post by Cain Alexander on May 3, 2009 13:09:28 GMT -5
He's too fast, too strong, too smart, just too good. I can't do this, I can't win. No I don't believe that, I can't believe that, I will not believe that. He's nothing but a man, his blood is the same color as mine. He can be beat.
.: These are the thoughts that flow through Cains head as buckets of sweat pour from his forehead blurring his eyesight. He is in the middle of another sparring session with the Legendary Royce Gracie, after days of training it seems to Cain that he has made little progress in mastering the many skills of Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. Cain's stance is beginning to wobble and stagger from dehydration and pure exhaustion. Looking across the worn mat Cain stares into the eyes of Royce Gracie and can't find any sign of exhaustion what so ever. The mans a machine and this has been made painfully clear to Cain over these last few days. Endless hours of grappling techniques and proper reversals have been drilled through the thickness of Cain's skull. The sudden halt in the sparring surprises Cain for it is unusual from the regular routine:.
Royce- Are you ready?
Cain- Ready for what?
Royce- Your first test. I want to see how well you understand the moves that I taught you so far and I'd like to see how you've improved in reversals.
(Cain decides not to respond in order to save every ounce of energy for the test ahead.)
.:Royce motions at a man across the gym to approach. The man is in his mid to late twenties and is definitely in great shape. Cain and the man lock arms. After a few seconds of straining against one another the man takes control and forces Cain down to the mat. The man attempts to put Cain in a painful hammerlock, but Cain quickly reacts and spins the man around. Cain is now facing the back of the mans head with his arms locked around the mans upper torso. Realizing an opening to attack Cain twist the mans upward and places his own arm around the top of the mans chest. He is trying to lock in a rear naked choke hold, but the man's chin is locked down against his chest preventing Cain from getting any pressure on his throat. A choke is out of the question know, the man obviously has experience on the mat. But Cain has gone up against the best in Royce Gracie and this man's skills hardly compare. After releasing his grip on the mans chest and reaches for the right ankle, the man grabs Cain's reaching arm in an attempt to stop the ankle lock. This is what Cain had hoped for, he knew the man would fear an ankle lock and let up his guard on his upper body in an attempt to protect himself from it. Cains feet quickly fly over the top of the man around to the other side and Cain grabs the mans reaching arm with both of his. He leans back with all of his force being applied to the mans elbow. A fast and repeated tap is felt on Cains leg and he releases his grip. Cain stands and looks down on the man holding his arm at the elbow and then at a smiling Royce Gracie:.
Royce- You finished him quick.
Cain- I noticed an opportunity and went for it.
Royce- Thats good, I can tell that my training hasn't been for nothing.
Cain- Do you think I'm ready yet?
(Royce pauses and stares into the dark pupils of Cain)
Cain- ....
Royce- Once you beat me, you will be ready.
(It's as if someone had just ripped out Cain's heart and stomped on it. Beating Royce Gracie with such limited training would be impossible even for an athlete such as Cain.)
Cain- So then you don't think I'll be ready for my match...?
Royce- Of course you'll be ready for that! You were ready for that the moment I first laid eyes on you I could feel it.
Cain- Then what am I not ready for?
Royce smiles- You will find out soon enough.
(Cain's words are interrupted as a large camera crew burst through the front door. The are followed by none other than Cain's manager Jay Neal.)
Jay Neal- Hey kid. Hows the training going?
Cain confused- Fine..but whats all this?
Jay Neal turns to look at all the cameras- Their here for your promo.
Cain- But I haven't prepared any promo.
Jay Neal smiles- Good, maybe it'll make this one extra great. You see Nola once again filmed another promo and I thought it would be wise if we did the same.
Cain- Who cares it's just Nola...I'm more focused on Kidd and the others.
Jay Neal- You shouldn't be I've done some research on her and she shouldn't be taken lightly. Week in and week out she performs at her highest level and is usually rewarded with a victory.
Cain- But her highest level and mine don't even compare. This girl has been beat which proved one thing..she's weak. I have yet to lose my first match and I will not allow a GIRL to give me not only my first lose but a failed attempt at a title.
Jay Neal- Please just make a quick promo...what would it hurt?
Cain- If it'll get you to shut-up.
Jay Neal hands Cain a thick file folder- Here some background information on her so you have plausible information to say in the promo. I got the tapes of her three promos if you'd like to see those as well.
(Cain looks down at the file folder resting in his hand then back at Jay Neal.)
Cain slams the folder on the ground- I don't need this shit! I'm facing Nola Rayne for the Diamond Championship. I've had her entire life memorized five days ago. I know everything there is to know about her, trust me usually I know more about my opponents then I do my own self.
(Jay doesn't respond. A small chair is set-up in the middle of the mat Cain was just training on. He remembers Royce and looks around the room but the man is no where to be seen. Cain takes a seat and is momentarily blinded by all the bright lights.)
Jay Neal- I know you probably already know this, but just a head's up Nola predicted that you would end the week by talking shit and giving childish insults.
Cain- And?..
Jay Neal- Well I'm just saying you don't want to look like a jackass by making her prediction true.
Cain- Let me ask you something Jay. Do you think it would make Nola mad if I say a bunch of immature insults through-out this promo.
Jay Neal- Yes of course thats what she knew you were going to do.
Cain- If Nola is like most wrestlers then she performs even better when angry.
Jay Neal- I don't get it.
Cain-I'm about to battle for the Diamond Championship, but I don't want to win it just because my opponents are less of a wrestler than me even if they really are. I want Nola to be at her best, I don't want her going into the ring with the attitude of a Princess. I want an evil witch boiling with rage and nearly bursting with anger at the sight of me. I hope this promo will be enough to give me just that.
(Jay smiles and wonders what drives Cain to be such a competitor. Most people would be happy winning a title, but not Cain he's more interest on the journey towards the title and in the manner that he wins it. The camera breaks Jay's thoughts as the promo begins.)
Cain- What a week its been. First I get the news that I will be fighting for the Diamond Championship at Redemption. Then I get my party on with my three favorite people. And finally I get to hear little Nola complain and groan like kindergartner. (Cain smiles) To think that she has the nerve to call me arrogant and to say that my insults are immature is rather funny. But Nola your looking at it all wrong. You shouldn't consider the hurtful things that I say to be insults at all. Look at them for like informational facts. For the sake of your fans is why I even bother to mention you at all through-out the week. I just don't want your fans adoring you for false reasons. They should adore you for the real you, which is a whinny hypocritical baby. If you wouldn't claim to be so determined, good hearted, and overall just a great wrestler then there would be no need for me to speak the truth. But since you do make those false claims I am forced to open the eyes of wrestling fans everywhere.
Cain continued- You've been a busy girl this week haven't you. What was it three promo videos filmed? My, my thats just great Nola. But I'm confused on a few things and I was hoping that you could clear things up for me a little bit. You tend to complain to the staff at KWF alot about the length that a person talks in a video promo. I think you used the phrase quality over quantity if I'm not mistaken. That seems pretty hypocritical if you ask me. Here you are complaining about how long a fellow wrestler talks when you were the one that filmed three promos. That just seems a little bit stupid if you ask me. I think maybe that your life is so boring and meaningless that you had nothing better to do all weak then complain in front of a camera. Thats the difference between true champions and dreamers. Dreamers like yourself want to have the gold but never put the time in to achieve, then theirs the people like me. The true champions who spend the entire week preparing for what means the most to them instead of talking which in the end does nothing.
Cain continued- I would have finished this a long time ago and got back to my training but you've made such a long list of complaints this week Nola that I just have to mention them all. Your complaints about Warren and LeToya really annoyed me as well. Maybe you think that bitching to the head of KWF about why they are in a title match so soon will help you get your way. But seriously Nola who the fuck cares if their in the match! Unless your afraid that one of those newbies will put you in your place? (Cain laughs) Thats it isn't it. Your scared of Warren. (Cain laughs harder) Thats just pitiful. Well Nola all I have left to say is if you scared of an opponent such as Warren or LeToya you have no idea what I'm going to be like. The pain I'll bring to you will haunt your soul for years and years to come. (Cain smiles) Ooh I almost forgot. Good Luck (Cain winks at the camera as it shuts off)
(Cain stands from the chair. Jay Neal gives him a quick thumbs up and the camera crew are out of the building just as fast as they entered. Out of the corner of his eye Cain see's Royce Gracie standing against the wall. At first Cain thinks he disapproved about the way Cain spoke about Nola but the grin on his face sends relief through-out his body)
Royce smiling- That was entertaining.
Cain- Good, thats always my whole purpose when I do those things.
Royce- Come with me I'd like to show you something.
(The two men walk down a long hallway and enter the last door and the right. Cain walks into the room and is amazed at what he see's. The room is a mans paradise. A small bar is in the back of the room, two pool tables are along the wall, and to top it all off a huge flat screen television is in the center of the front wall. Royce smiles at Cain's reaction then takes a seat on a huge black leather couch, Cain follows and takes a seat as well)
Cain- Why haven't you taken me back here sooner?! It's amazing.
Royce- This is where I like to get some rest and relaxation before a big fight. I come here to try and visualize every second of my fight. Visualizing is a big key to success. I thought you would like to do the same.
(Cain lets his body sink far down into the leather. His eyes begin to get heavy and he's nearly asleep until Royce disturbs him)
Royce- Do you mind grabbing me a soda from across the hall?
Cain- Sure but I'm getting one for myself then too.
.:Cain stands and walks into the hallway not seeing a soda machine he walks into the room across the hall. The lights are off and Cain is blinded by blackness, and turns on the light and Cain is suddenly standing in the middle of a ring. His mind is foggy and confused. Looking around he see's five other wrestlers all gawking at one another with fire in their eyes. A bell is heard loud and clear. The sound startles Cain, an unknown man charges him but Cain's not sure how to react. Then suddenly Cain realizes who the man is..it's Joe Bassman. But how? Joe locks arms with Cain. Not worried about Joes strength Cain glances around the ring and recognizes all four of the other wrestlers. Nola has just drop-kicked LeToya out of the ring, Kidd Karnage is having is way with Warren near the other side of the ring. Cain turns his stare back on Joe. Am I really in my match now? But..but..it doesn't make sense I can't remember even walking down to the ring. Joe's grip tightens. Damn this guy is really making me mad. I don't care if this is real or not I'm going make the most of it. A wide grin stretches from end to end across Cains face. Joe is shocked and deep down very frightened. Cain slams the man on the ground with a classic suplex. Joe's body arches high as his back is in pain. You shouldn't be worrying about your back. Cain thinks to himself. He tosses the man over on his stomach and grabs the closes leg. Cain begins to imagine the pain that is surging through Joe's body. Too bad for Joe that it takes the referee several minutes to realize Joes tapping on the mat. Cain stands and rolls Joe out of the ring. One down. Nola and LeToya are outside the ring battling like two chickens without heads. Warren is being stomped by Kidd Karnage. Cain runs at Kidd who is the closest opponent to him. He clotheslines Karnage over the ropes and out of the ring. Staring down at Warren's worn and beaten body Cain thinks that one more thing wouldn't really matter at this point. Cain drags the man to the center of the ring. Grabbing both of the mans legs Cain places his between each of Warrens. The first stage of the sharpshooter is complete but Cain pauses before the pain part begins. You just wait I'm going to get you in my sharpshooter. Cain mocks these words to Warren in a very annoying voice. Hopefully know you'll know you the fuck your talking to before you say dumb shit. Cain's voice is angry and commanding. He doesn't wait for a respond. Turn around forcing Warren on his back. A sharpshooter does exactly as it sounds. Sends a sharp shot of pain up the victims back. But in this case Warren was now victim he was a prisoner. Even after the referee alerting Cain of Warren's tapping Cain refused to stop. He wanted his own conformation that Warren was done. A loud pop was heard in the ring coming from Warrens back and this was exactly the type of conformation that Cain was looking for. Kidd has been in the ring for the last few horrible minutes. Cain releases his hold on Warren and the referee rushes to the poor mans side. Kidd is staring at Warren with a look of pity and shock. Cain stares at Kidd who finally turns to face him. His face say's it all, never in all his years of wrestling been more scared than know and this look only fuels Cain's insanity. Kidd puts both his fist in the air like a boxer ready to get things started. Cain smiles at the sight which only makes Kidd more frightened. Cain slowly walks up to the man. Kidd only hesitates for a moment before throwing a right punch. Cain avoids it easily and counters with a thunderous DDT. Grabbing Kidd's right arm Cain is easily able to lock in a devastating armbar. While he can hear the tendons and joints twisting and cracking Cain begins to think. Nola! My am I even wasting my time with this piece of shit. I could be doing this to her, an armbar would really change her opinion about me. No wait. I got something better in mind. And with that thought Kidd Karnage's elbow is snapped. The referee turns his head in disgust. Cain stands and leans against the ropes looking down on Nola. She has got LeToya locked in a unique hold unknown to Cain. The referee quickly runs outside the ring to confirm the tap. Nola cheers in excitement as LeToya taps. Her face is filled with pure joy. She turns towards the ring expecting the four other opponents to still be fighting intensely. But all she see's is a grinning Cain Alexander looking down on her, behind Cain are two separate EMS teams treating two of his victims. Cain see's the joy that once filled her face being replaced with nothing but fear. Still grinning Cain lifts the top two ropes inviting Nola to join him in the ring. His evil grin isn't the most welcoming sight. She walks around to the other side so that she may enter their. The two stare at one another, Cain takes a step forward and Nola takes to step's back. Cain laughs. That Diamond Championship is sitting right over there waiting for you all you got to do is go through me. The words said by give Nola enough courage to lunge at Cain. A series of punches is landed. Cain seems stunned to Nola, she attempts a clothesline. She has nearly connected with the clothesline when she see's the hellish grin of Cain. He set her up and now it's to late. With the attack only a few inches away Cain grabs the swinging arm of Nola. Cain forces her face down on the mat with her arm still in his grasp. His gripped has been released but Nola is still unable to move her arm. But why? Then it dawns on her. Cain's hand cover her face and pull back with the force of a train. The CROSSFACE! The move is unforgiving and painful. Nola's free hand taps frantically. Several referees are in the ring trying to get Cain off Nola, but it's no working. Cain leans his head down and whispers into Nolas ear Say Hello to Dave Nightmare for me. And with those words Cain yanks with all his force. A faint pop is heard coming from Nola's neck. Cain stands. His theme music is no where to be heard. He doesn't bother grabbing his title before making his way up the ramp. In his mind he's already received the greatest reward:.
Royce- Wake Up! Wake Up!
(Cain is shook violently by the MMA legend)
Cain- ....huh....whaa
Royce- Wake Up! You were dreaming, if you don't get up your going to be late.
Cain- .....dream?.....late?.....whaa
(Royce grabs Cain's wrist and locks in a hammerlock)
Cain- AAHH!!! Shit all right all right!
Royce- Hurry up your going to miss your flight.
Damn I forgot I need to get to the airport, I shouldn't have let myself fallen asleep. I'm not about to lose my chance at gold because of a stupid plane. That Diamond Championship is mine and I'll do anything on this earth to get it. Anything..
.: These are the thoughts that flow through Cains head as buckets of sweat pour from his forehead blurring his eyesight. He is in the middle of another sparring session with the Legendary Royce Gracie, after days of training it seems to Cain that he has made little progress in mastering the many skills of Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. Cain's stance is beginning to wobble and stagger from dehydration and pure exhaustion. Looking across the worn mat Cain stares into the eyes of Royce Gracie and can't find any sign of exhaustion what so ever. The mans a machine and this has been made painfully clear to Cain over these last few days. Endless hours of grappling techniques and proper reversals have been drilled through the thickness of Cain's skull. The sudden halt in the sparring surprises Cain for it is unusual from the regular routine:.
Royce- Are you ready?
Cain- Ready for what?
Royce- Your first test. I want to see how well you understand the moves that I taught you so far and I'd like to see how you've improved in reversals.
(Cain decides not to respond in order to save every ounce of energy for the test ahead.)
.:Royce motions at a man across the gym to approach. The man is in his mid to late twenties and is definitely in great shape. Cain and the man lock arms. After a few seconds of straining against one another the man takes control and forces Cain down to the mat. The man attempts to put Cain in a painful hammerlock, but Cain quickly reacts and spins the man around. Cain is now facing the back of the mans head with his arms locked around the mans upper torso. Realizing an opening to attack Cain twist the mans upward and places his own arm around the top of the mans chest. He is trying to lock in a rear naked choke hold, but the man's chin is locked down against his chest preventing Cain from getting any pressure on his throat. A choke is out of the question know, the man obviously has experience on the mat. But Cain has gone up against the best in Royce Gracie and this man's skills hardly compare. After releasing his grip on the mans chest and reaches for the right ankle, the man grabs Cain's reaching arm in an attempt to stop the ankle lock. This is what Cain had hoped for, he knew the man would fear an ankle lock and let up his guard on his upper body in an attempt to protect himself from it. Cains feet quickly fly over the top of the man around to the other side and Cain grabs the mans reaching arm with both of his. He leans back with all of his force being applied to the mans elbow. A fast and repeated tap is felt on Cains leg and he releases his grip. Cain stands and looks down on the man holding his arm at the elbow and then at a smiling Royce Gracie:.
Royce- You finished him quick.
Cain- I noticed an opportunity and went for it.
Royce- Thats good, I can tell that my training hasn't been for nothing.
Cain- Do you think I'm ready yet?
(Royce pauses and stares into the dark pupils of Cain)
Cain- ....
Royce- Once you beat me, you will be ready.
(It's as if someone had just ripped out Cain's heart and stomped on it. Beating Royce Gracie with such limited training would be impossible even for an athlete such as Cain.)
Cain- So then you don't think I'll be ready for my match...?
Royce- Of course you'll be ready for that! You were ready for that the moment I first laid eyes on you I could feel it.
Cain- Then what am I not ready for?
Royce smiles- You will find out soon enough.
(Cain's words are interrupted as a large camera crew burst through the front door. The are followed by none other than Cain's manager Jay Neal.)
Jay Neal- Hey kid. Hows the training going?
Cain confused- Fine..but whats all this?
Jay Neal turns to look at all the cameras- Their here for your promo.
Cain- But I haven't prepared any promo.
Jay Neal smiles- Good, maybe it'll make this one extra great. You see Nola once again filmed another promo and I thought it would be wise if we did the same.
Cain- Who cares it's just Nola...I'm more focused on Kidd and the others.
Jay Neal- You shouldn't be I've done some research on her and she shouldn't be taken lightly. Week in and week out she performs at her highest level and is usually rewarded with a victory.
Cain- But her highest level and mine don't even compare. This girl has been beat which proved one thing..she's weak. I have yet to lose my first match and I will not allow a GIRL to give me not only my first lose but a failed attempt at a title.
Jay Neal- Please just make a quick promo...what would it hurt?
Cain- If it'll get you to shut-up.
Jay Neal hands Cain a thick file folder- Here some background information on her so you have plausible information to say in the promo. I got the tapes of her three promos if you'd like to see those as well.
(Cain looks down at the file folder resting in his hand then back at Jay Neal.)
Cain slams the folder on the ground- I don't need this shit! I'm facing Nola Rayne for the Diamond Championship. I've had her entire life memorized five days ago. I know everything there is to know about her, trust me usually I know more about my opponents then I do my own self.
(Jay doesn't respond. A small chair is set-up in the middle of the mat Cain was just training on. He remembers Royce and looks around the room but the man is no where to be seen. Cain takes a seat and is momentarily blinded by all the bright lights.)
Jay Neal- I know you probably already know this, but just a head's up Nola predicted that you would end the week by talking shit and giving childish insults.
Cain- And?..
Jay Neal- Well I'm just saying you don't want to look like a jackass by making her prediction true.
Cain- Let me ask you something Jay. Do you think it would make Nola mad if I say a bunch of immature insults through-out this promo.
Jay Neal- Yes of course thats what she knew you were going to do.
Cain- If Nola is like most wrestlers then she performs even better when angry.
Jay Neal- I don't get it.
Cain-I'm about to battle for the Diamond Championship, but I don't want to win it just because my opponents are less of a wrestler than me even if they really are. I want Nola to be at her best, I don't want her going into the ring with the attitude of a Princess. I want an evil witch boiling with rage and nearly bursting with anger at the sight of me. I hope this promo will be enough to give me just that.
(Jay smiles and wonders what drives Cain to be such a competitor. Most people would be happy winning a title, but not Cain he's more interest on the journey towards the title and in the manner that he wins it. The camera breaks Jay's thoughts as the promo begins.)
Cain- What a week its been. First I get the news that I will be fighting for the Diamond Championship at Redemption. Then I get my party on with my three favorite people. And finally I get to hear little Nola complain and groan like kindergartner. (Cain smiles) To think that she has the nerve to call me arrogant and to say that my insults are immature is rather funny. But Nola your looking at it all wrong. You shouldn't consider the hurtful things that I say to be insults at all. Look at them for like informational facts. For the sake of your fans is why I even bother to mention you at all through-out the week. I just don't want your fans adoring you for false reasons. They should adore you for the real you, which is a whinny hypocritical baby. If you wouldn't claim to be so determined, good hearted, and overall just a great wrestler then there would be no need for me to speak the truth. But since you do make those false claims I am forced to open the eyes of wrestling fans everywhere.
Cain continued- You've been a busy girl this week haven't you. What was it three promo videos filmed? My, my thats just great Nola. But I'm confused on a few things and I was hoping that you could clear things up for me a little bit. You tend to complain to the staff at KWF alot about the length that a person talks in a video promo. I think you used the phrase quality over quantity if I'm not mistaken. That seems pretty hypocritical if you ask me. Here you are complaining about how long a fellow wrestler talks when you were the one that filmed three promos. That just seems a little bit stupid if you ask me. I think maybe that your life is so boring and meaningless that you had nothing better to do all weak then complain in front of a camera. Thats the difference between true champions and dreamers. Dreamers like yourself want to have the gold but never put the time in to achieve, then theirs the people like me. The true champions who spend the entire week preparing for what means the most to them instead of talking which in the end does nothing.
Cain continued- I would have finished this a long time ago and got back to my training but you've made such a long list of complaints this week Nola that I just have to mention them all. Your complaints about Warren and LeToya really annoyed me as well. Maybe you think that bitching to the head of KWF about why they are in a title match so soon will help you get your way. But seriously Nola who the fuck cares if their in the match! Unless your afraid that one of those newbies will put you in your place? (Cain laughs) Thats it isn't it. Your scared of Warren. (Cain laughs harder) Thats just pitiful. Well Nola all I have left to say is if you scared of an opponent such as Warren or LeToya you have no idea what I'm going to be like. The pain I'll bring to you will haunt your soul for years and years to come. (Cain smiles) Ooh I almost forgot. Good Luck (Cain winks at the camera as it shuts off)
(Cain stands from the chair. Jay Neal gives him a quick thumbs up and the camera crew are out of the building just as fast as they entered. Out of the corner of his eye Cain see's Royce Gracie standing against the wall. At first Cain thinks he disapproved about the way Cain spoke about Nola but the grin on his face sends relief through-out his body)
Royce smiling- That was entertaining.
Cain- Good, thats always my whole purpose when I do those things.
Royce- Come with me I'd like to show you something.
(The two men walk down a long hallway and enter the last door and the right. Cain walks into the room and is amazed at what he see's. The room is a mans paradise. A small bar is in the back of the room, two pool tables are along the wall, and to top it all off a huge flat screen television is in the center of the front wall. Royce smiles at Cain's reaction then takes a seat on a huge black leather couch, Cain follows and takes a seat as well)
Cain- Why haven't you taken me back here sooner?! It's amazing.
Royce- This is where I like to get some rest and relaxation before a big fight. I come here to try and visualize every second of my fight. Visualizing is a big key to success. I thought you would like to do the same.
(Cain lets his body sink far down into the leather. His eyes begin to get heavy and he's nearly asleep until Royce disturbs him)
Royce- Do you mind grabbing me a soda from across the hall?
Cain- Sure but I'm getting one for myself then too.
.:Cain stands and walks into the hallway not seeing a soda machine he walks into the room across the hall. The lights are off and Cain is blinded by blackness, and turns on the light and Cain is suddenly standing in the middle of a ring. His mind is foggy and confused. Looking around he see's five other wrestlers all gawking at one another with fire in their eyes. A bell is heard loud and clear. The sound startles Cain, an unknown man charges him but Cain's not sure how to react. Then suddenly Cain realizes who the man is..it's Joe Bassman. But how? Joe locks arms with Cain. Not worried about Joes strength Cain glances around the ring and recognizes all four of the other wrestlers. Nola has just drop-kicked LeToya out of the ring, Kidd Karnage is having is way with Warren near the other side of the ring. Cain turns his stare back on Joe. Am I really in my match now? But..but..it doesn't make sense I can't remember even walking down to the ring. Joe's grip tightens. Damn this guy is really making me mad. I don't care if this is real or not I'm going make the most of it. A wide grin stretches from end to end across Cains face. Joe is shocked and deep down very frightened. Cain slams the man on the ground with a classic suplex. Joe's body arches high as his back is in pain. You shouldn't be worrying about your back. Cain thinks to himself. He tosses the man over on his stomach and grabs the closes leg. Cain begins to imagine the pain that is surging through Joe's body. Too bad for Joe that it takes the referee several minutes to realize Joes tapping on the mat. Cain stands and rolls Joe out of the ring. One down. Nola and LeToya are outside the ring battling like two chickens without heads. Warren is being stomped by Kidd Karnage. Cain runs at Kidd who is the closest opponent to him. He clotheslines Karnage over the ropes and out of the ring. Staring down at Warren's worn and beaten body Cain thinks that one more thing wouldn't really matter at this point. Cain drags the man to the center of the ring. Grabbing both of the mans legs Cain places his between each of Warrens. The first stage of the sharpshooter is complete but Cain pauses before the pain part begins. You just wait I'm going to get you in my sharpshooter. Cain mocks these words to Warren in a very annoying voice. Hopefully know you'll know you the fuck your talking to before you say dumb shit. Cain's voice is angry and commanding. He doesn't wait for a respond. Turn around forcing Warren on his back. A sharpshooter does exactly as it sounds. Sends a sharp shot of pain up the victims back. But in this case Warren was now victim he was a prisoner. Even after the referee alerting Cain of Warren's tapping Cain refused to stop. He wanted his own conformation that Warren was done. A loud pop was heard in the ring coming from Warrens back and this was exactly the type of conformation that Cain was looking for. Kidd has been in the ring for the last few horrible minutes. Cain releases his hold on Warren and the referee rushes to the poor mans side. Kidd is staring at Warren with a look of pity and shock. Cain stares at Kidd who finally turns to face him. His face say's it all, never in all his years of wrestling been more scared than know and this look only fuels Cain's insanity. Kidd puts both his fist in the air like a boxer ready to get things started. Cain smiles at the sight which only makes Kidd more frightened. Cain slowly walks up to the man. Kidd only hesitates for a moment before throwing a right punch. Cain avoids it easily and counters with a thunderous DDT. Grabbing Kidd's right arm Cain is easily able to lock in a devastating armbar. While he can hear the tendons and joints twisting and cracking Cain begins to think. Nola! My am I even wasting my time with this piece of shit. I could be doing this to her, an armbar would really change her opinion about me. No wait. I got something better in mind. And with that thought Kidd Karnage's elbow is snapped. The referee turns his head in disgust. Cain stands and leans against the ropes looking down on Nola. She has got LeToya locked in a unique hold unknown to Cain. The referee quickly runs outside the ring to confirm the tap. Nola cheers in excitement as LeToya taps. Her face is filled with pure joy. She turns towards the ring expecting the four other opponents to still be fighting intensely. But all she see's is a grinning Cain Alexander looking down on her, behind Cain are two separate EMS teams treating two of his victims. Cain see's the joy that once filled her face being replaced with nothing but fear. Still grinning Cain lifts the top two ropes inviting Nola to join him in the ring. His evil grin isn't the most welcoming sight. She walks around to the other side so that she may enter their. The two stare at one another, Cain takes a step forward and Nola takes to step's back. Cain laughs. That Diamond Championship is sitting right over there waiting for you all you got to do is go through me. The words said by give Nola enough courage to lunge at Cain. A series of punches is landed. Cain seems stunned to Nola, she attempts a clothesline. She has nearly connected with the clothesline when she see's the hellish grin of Cain. He set her up and now it's to late. With the attack only a few inches away Cain grabs the swinging arm of Nola. Cain forces her face down on the mat with her arm still in his grasp. His gripped has been released but Nola is still unable to move her arm. But why? Then it dawns on her. Cain's hand cover her face and pull back with the force of a train. The CROSSFACE! The move is unforgiving and painful. Nola's free hand taps frantically. Several referees are in the ring trying to get Cain off Nola, but it's no working. Cain leans his head down and whispers into Nolas ear Say Hello to Dave Nightmare for me. And with those words Cain yanks with all his force. A faint pop is heard coming from Nola's neck. Cain stands. His theme music is no where to be heard. He doesn't bother grabbing his title before making his way up the ramp. In his mind he's already received the greatest reward:.
Royce- Wake Up! Wake Up!
(Cain is shook violently by the MMA legend)
Cain- ....huh....whaa
Royce- Wake Up! You were dreaming, if you don't get up your going to be late.
Cain- .....dream?.....late?.....whaa
(Royce grabs Cain's wrist and locks in a hammerlock)
Cain- AAHH!!! Shit all right all right!
Royce- Hurry up your going to miss your flight.
Damn I forgot I need to get to the airport, I shouldn't have let myself fallen asleep. I'm not about to lose my chance at gold because of a stupid plane. That Diamond Championship is mine and I'll do anything on this earth to get it. Anything..