Post by Demetrius Randall on Apr 22, 2009 19:50:21 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Scene I: Inner Thoughts[/glow]
Here we are once again. Another couple of weeks have passed and I have already had to change feds. nCw just did not feel like home to me. It was said to be the new fed brought alive by the remainder of the nMw roster, but it did not feel the same. There wasn't something rght about the situation. I am not entirely sure what, but there wa something missing. Yeah, I wanted to be World Champion there, but I didn't srve for the title like I had in nMw. That is ultimaetly why I decided to step away. If I am in a fed where I don't want to give my all in the hunt for becoming World Champion, I should not be in that fed.
So I left and I got wind of a fed started by a former memeber of the management at nMw. That is how I found KWF. I quickly signed up when I saw many familiar faces on the roster. Thats what I needed. I needed people who knew what I could do and would want to beat me because of it. These people know that I am undefeated and it still angers them. They were just filled with envy in nMw. Now they are filled with hate. They thought that maybe I would have lost to someone in another fed by now, but that is not the case. I have continued my hot streak and there seems to be no end to it. I have busted my ass so that I may sit here and claim that I am the best wrestler in any fed that I step into. So far, I have been entirely right everytime.
I don't know why, but being perfect seems to want to go to my head. I sit here and can't help but think that I deserve a parade or a trophy or a monument of some epic proportion. I have beaten everyone that has been thrown at me, but I have not let it go entirely to my head. I do have my weak points every now and then where I may rant about how I am by far the best, but that is only because I am human. Also I have nobody to step in and say that I am not so I guess I am the best.
Now I am happy to say that I have already been thrusted into the next round of the tournament for their World Title. That is what I like to see. In all of nMw I didn't get a shot at the World title, b ut I get here and get closer to it without having to even step into that ring yet? Sometimes the world works in mysterious ways. Hopefully this will work out for me the way I want it and I can be the first ever KWF World Heavyweight champion. Now that would be something to brag about!
This week I have heard that I am going to main event against some kid I have never heard of named...well, um...Kidd Karnage. I don't know who he is or what he is about, but I will be sure to show him how we do it big in the mian event. I am not here to dissappoint. I am here to do what I do best and that is win. So watch out KWF. Here I am, the undefeated phenom known as Demetrius Randall and it is time that someone gives me a real challenge.
[glow=red,2,300]Scene II: Whoa.[/glow]
Demetrius opens his eyes and is standing in the center of a traffic filled New York City street. Demetrius is wearing a pair of sweat pants and a tight under armor workout shirt. There are cars everywhere, but none of them are moving. All of them seem to have an almost heavenly glow to them. Demetrius tries to reach forward and touch one, but his arms and legs are not allowing him to move at all. A lump begins to build up in his throat as he tries to proclaim a cruse word aloud. Demetrius tries to breathe, but suddnely, it feels as if a heavy weight is cruhing his chest, not physically harming him, but making it difficult to breathe. Demetrius begins to dart his eyes all over his surroundings, looking for an escape. The clouds above Demetrius start to move and slowly churn around in a circular motion.
"What the hell?" Demetrius thinks to himself as he watches the clouds move around.
The cloud slowly get a grayish tint to them and them turn a charcoal black. In an instant, the clouds drop down onto Demetrius now effecting his vision. Demetrius tries to reach forward and clear the smoke, but his arms are still not in agreement. His struggle increases as the the smoke begins to heat up and is slowly bruning Demetrius' eyes. He tries to let out a scream, but nothing comes out. Demetrius stares off into the thick black smoke and can see a glowling image making its way toward him. As the glow makes its way through the smoke, the smoke seems to be destroyed by the light emitted from the object. As it approaches you can tell that it has taken the form of a person. Demetrius watches in amazement as the being stops about one step away from him.
"Who the hell are you?" Demetrius thinks to himself as the thing stops near him.
The light coming off the object is almost painful to the human eye, but Demetrius can not turn away from its beauty. The being takes a few steps forward, almost floarting as it walks.
"No need to fear me, Demetrius." The being says in a soft voice that sounds some what familiar to Demetrius.
Slowly, the light begins to fade of the object and it comes into view. Standing just a few feet in front of Demetrius is his cousin Reggie Randall, whom had been kidnapped several weeks prior. Demetrius can not believe his eyes as he stares at his cousin, whom he thought for sure was dead. An eerrie silence fills the street.
"R....Reggie?" Demetrius manages to spit out as the lump dissappears from his throat.
Reggie shakes his head no as as slight glow has returned to his outline. He emphaisises with his hands and suddenly, there is a large flash of light. Demetrius can't look away as the light slowly diminishes and there is Reggie now wearing a completely different outfit.
"I have taken the form of somebody that I know you would listen to, Demetrius, for my beauty is too great for a human to see. Many humans have made the mistake of looking at the true beauty of an angel and it has cost them their lives." The being says as he emphaisises with his hands again.
Demetrius looks at him confused. Suddenly, it all starts to make sense to Demetrius.
"Your...Your an angel?" Demetrius asks, amazed
The being in the shape of Reggie nods slowly with a blank expression.
"Why are you here?" Demetrius asks as suddenly he regains ontrol of his entire body.
A slight drizzle begins to fall over Demetrius and the angel. Demetrius looks up. The rains seems to be pouring at a fast rate until it is a matter of centimeters from Demetrius. The water then slows down and dissappears before it has a chance to even touch Demetrius.
"Demetrius here reccently you have been putting yourself up on a level that no man should ever dare to attempt. You have proclaimed yourself a God and that is just unacceptable. God has given you an extraordinary talent for a reason, not for you to go and challenge him for the top spot. You have a major influence on this country and we can't be having this happen. You have a major potential that you have not realized yet and this can not go south for us." The angle says as he steps forward.
Demetrius just stares, not knowing what to say. Several thoughts begin to run through his head as his eyes start to lose focus. His vision blurs and a major headache comes and takes over. Through the headache Demetrius feels a searing pain on his right forearm. He looks down and can slowly see a tattoo forming. Painful, but unnerving to Demetrius, he watches as the entire tattoo takes form. Suddenly his head pulsates and he is dropped to his knees. He tries to touch it with his left hand, but the heat coming off of the tattoo makes it impossible. The rain begins to hit his body now as the angel stands before him, unmoving. Demetrius looks up, only to see the grill of a car coming at him. Demetrius tries to scream and move, but he can't. The car hit him and just passes through him, causing no damage. Several more cars begin to do the same thing and as they do, Demetrius can feel the pain dissappearing and his strength returning. He returns to his feet as the cars continue to pass through him. Demetrius stands in amazement and turns his gaze back at the angle.
"That tattoo will remain until you once again find yourself and deep and throughly know who you are. You have strayed from who you used to be and we feel that we show you what is entirely possible through God. The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away Demetrius. Dont ever forget that." The angle nods and a large flash of bright light occurs.
The angel is gone, but the cars continue to pass through Demetrius. Demetrius looks down to see his tatto, but suddenly the world quakes beneath him. The ground dissappears and Demetrius is falling into a bottomless black pit.
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Demetrius awakes in a cold sweat. HIs stares at the ceiling of his hotel room breathing hard. He lies still and tries to eve his breathing but it feels as if something is trying to escape from his chest. Suddenly he coughs and sits straight up. Instantly, he can breathe. He looks around the room confused on whether what just happened what real or fake. He looks down at his arm and sees a tattoo that wasn't there before he went to sleep.Psalms 18:32 is printed in italicized words on his forearm. It is God that girdeth me with strength, and maketh my way perfect..The scene fades as Demetrius stares at the tattoo still in shock.
Scene III: How?
The scene opens up in the middle of the streets. Demetrius Randall is standing on a sidewalk staring directly out into the street. Demetrius is wearing a pair of black jeans and a long sleeve white shirt. His attention is directed on a certain spot of the street. Slowly he steps out into the middle of the street with no regard for the oncoming traffic. He walks to the middle and turns so that he is facing the oncoming cars. He closes his eyes and tries to envision the dream from last night.
"This is it." He whispers aloud.
Demetrius opens his eyes and he can almost see the dream happening right in front of him once again. He takes a deep breath and opens his eyes. Suddenly, it starts to rain. Demetrius smiles, knowing that it is a sign and stands in the middle of the street, letting the rain hit him. Suddenly, Demetrius sees several bright lights and hears tires screeching to a stop. Cars have stopped in front of him and are impatiently waiting for him to move so that they may advance to their next destination. Demetrius stares at them and smiles. The drivers of the cars get angry as Demetrius seems to be mocking them. They begin to blare their horns, showing their frustration with the human roadblock. Demetrius stands, now with his eyes closed, letting the water hit him in the face as it continues to rain. Suddenly the horns stop and a man exits his vehicle.
"What the hell are you doing?" The man asks angered.
Demetrius brings his gaze down and stares at the man. Demetrius smirks and gives a little chuckle. The man before him is about six foot. His balding head seems to reflet any light in a general radius of five miles off his head with a piercing glow. The man gets angered as Demetrius stares him down.
"You got about five seconds to get out of the way before I come and kick your ass!" The man threatens with his finger.
Demetrius stands there, unnerved and unmoving. The man begins to walk straight for Demetrius. He puts his finger right in the middle of Demetrius' chest and begins to scream.
"You better move before I kick your ass!" The man yells, trying to act tough for the group of people that have now gathered on the sidewalk to watch the confrontation
Demetrius again stands still, his white teeth gleaming with his smile. Finally, the man has had enough. In a slow manner, he draws his fist back and swings all his might into one strong punch. The crowd bursts into laughter as Demetrius quickly side steps the punches and uses the man's own weight against him to throw him to the ground. The man gets back to his feet and glares at Demetrius.
"Want to try again?" Demetrius asks as his smile vanishes.
The man glares at him and then proceeds to make his way back to his car. Demetrius shakes his head and lets out a laugh as he finally gets out of the way of the cars and makes his way back onto the sidewalk. As he does, he hears a familiar voice behind him.
"What the hell was that?" Tom Devil exclaims from behind Demetrius.
Demetrius turns around to see Tom standing there with a confused look on his face. Demetrius points at the new tattoo on his arm.
"That's what that was about." Demetrius says as Tom begins to read the tattoo.
He looks up at Demetrius with a raised eyebrow.
"You got a new tattoo?" Tom asks.
Demetrius shakes his head no.
"I had a dream that I met an angel and then the angel gave me the tattoo." Demetrius says, knowing that it doesn't sound believeable.
"You had a dream that an angel tatted you up? Ha, you need to quick taking deep breaths at the gas station." Tom says with a laugh.
Demetrius shakes his head and begins to walk away. Without saying anything, Tom begins to follow him. They walk for a few minutes in silence.
"So you met an angel?" Tom asks breaking the silence.
Demetrius looks up at him.
"Yeah." Demetrius replies.
"What it look like?" Tom asks.
Demetrius looks down, knowing that this part is going to sound real stupid.
"It looked like Reggie, man. I don't know how or why, but when I saw it, I saw Reggie." Demetrius says, almost unsure of his own words.
Tom looks down in silence, not knowing what to say. Several thoughts run through both of their minds as they continue to walk. Tom looks back up and changes the subject.
"You think your going to beat Kidd Karnage?" Tom asks.
Demetrius looks up and a smiles.
"What do you think?" Demetrius asks, knowing what Tom is going to say.
"Well, I think you are a little rusty and that this guy is going to destroy you." Tom says giving Demetrius a serious look.
Demetrius stops dead in his tracks and glares at Tom. Tom busts out laughing.
"Ok, you got me. I think you'll win, bro." Tom says as Demetrius catches up with him.
The scene fades as the both of them continue to walk and converse.
[glow=red,2,300]Scene IV: Smells Like Victory[/glow]
The scene opens up with Demetrius standing in front of the camera. He is in an all white room, making him really stand out due to his dark skin tone. Demetrius is wearing a pair of black basketball shorts and a new KWF logo tee. He gets right into it.
"Ladies and gentlemen for about the thrid time in a month, I, Demetrius Randall, have found a new federation to call home."
Demetrius grins and points to the new logo tee that he is wearing.
"Now many of you may be wondering why I decided to go and leave nCw. I am an honest man so I have decided to speak for the first time on my departure from the fed. Well, there were many reasons that I decided to go and leave. One of the reasons was the lack of competition in my opinion. I am not sure what other people may think of the nCw roster, but I felt that it could not push me as far as I was wanting to be pushed. Nothing against the members of their roster as they have several great wrestlers, but I didn't feel as if none of them could make me go a step higher...make me find a new level that I have yet to step to. I want to wrestle and get better and I felt that I had already done the whole nCw thing. Another reason for my leave was the loss of the money. I am not sitting here and bitching that I wasn't getting paid as much as I was before, but rather that there were funds that went missing that we got no answers for. How does an entire federation go broke within a week? It is damn near impossible to! I don't really care about a big contract, even though it is nice, but I felt as if the staff was hiding something from us and for me that is unacceptable."
"When I decided to leave nCw, I remembered hearing about the start of a fed with former members of nMw. This fed looked like that totla opposite in my eyes from nCw. There was a full roster with a group of competitors that I felt would be a challenge. They also offered me a huge contract to come here. The owner, Sean Mason, was straight forward with me when I spoke to him about joining. He said that I would be a main event wrestler right away. In my first week, I have already been put in a main event to show the brand new KWF audience what I am made of. He also told me with wins would come title shots. I just started here and I am two wins away from becoming the first NWF champion. Life is just great right now."
"I know that I have not really gone and shown my face on the whole KWF scene yet, but I decided that now was the time for me to come out and make my voice heard. I have a good feeling about this federation. I feel like I am right back at home in the nMw, where I thrived against everyone I faced. I plan on the same thing happening here with KWF. My record is still unblemished and that leaves my confidence high. I have a high profile career and for me to go undefeated in about thriteen matches in 2009 in pretty impressive by anyone's standards. I don't plan on slowing down anytime soon either as I have my eyes set on gold."
"This week I must step into the ring with someone whom I had never heard of before the release of the card. I am not insulting you Kidd Karnage, I am just saying that I paths have never had the pleasure of crossing in all of the feds that I have been in. This week we get the chance to meet and wrestle each other for the first time. I would first like to congradulate you for making it into the main event here at KWF. This fed is stacked with a talented roster and being able to do something like that is an honor. I would also like to congradulate you for your sucess in the World Heavyweight title tounament so far. You won your first round match which has put you in the position to step into the ring with me in the main event this week."
"I know you are most likely pissed with me getting placed into this match, but Sean came to me with the idea when I arrived to check out the arena. He said that the person you were supposed to face had come down with an injury because of Spike Kane. When he offered the opportunity, I jumped at it. Why would I pass an opportunity like this, my first week with a federation? I know I probably dont deserve to be in this match, but I am definaetly going to show that I belong in a match of this importance. When I come down to that ring I come down there with a purpose. You will get a good match from me Kidd, no matter your opinion on my level of talent."
"Unlike most pople I have worked my way up from the bottom in most feds that I have been apart of. It is actually pretty nice to come into a fed and be known as a superstar already rather than having to go through quite a few wrestlers to even get mentioned for it. You may know what I am talking about, but I am unsure. I know very little about you and your past. The only items of information I have about you are on the KWF official site on your wrestler bio. I have studied it well too. I want to know exactly what I am going up against so that I may be ready for anything. I don't want to go down to the ring and have you catch me off guard for a quick three count."
"Now based on your bio, I have noticed that I have a major size advantage on you. I stand six foot seven while you stand six one. I feel that this will definaetly benefit me in our match. I know I have the strength advantage based on our builds also. I can almost guarentee that you have me in the speed department though. That is something that has always eluded me. I am fast for my size, but no where near fast enough to keep up with someone along the lines of you. I saw highlights from your match last week and I noticed that we have a move that is similar that we both use. We have both chose to incorporate the shooting star press into our wrestling repituar. I find that a good quality to point out as the move is a momentum changer in its own."
"When you meet in that ring Kidd, I just want you to know that you better expect a fight. I would love to go down in history as the first ever KWF World Champion. I don't plan on losing, but who knows? Maybe if you come down to that ring and give it your all, you can beat me. We won't know unless you try though. So I am going to stand here and beg you. Please...Please...PLEASE! Come down to that ring ready to put on a show because it has been such a long time since I have had the opportunity to have a challenge. It actually tends to get boring after a while. WInning is fun, but I would rather win a close match any day or a landslide win. I hope you can be that challenge I need to take my talent to the next level. If you are, you will have a chance to beat me...but if you aren't you will be sitting in the locker room and watching me in the mian event of the next card where the World title will be put on the line. Use this as motivation...beat me and you are one step closer to that gold. You lose, you go home with nothing."
Demetrius licks his lips and gives a respectful nod. Instantly the camera cuts to black.
Here we are once again. Another couple of weeks have passed and I have already had to change feds. nCw just did not feel like home to me. It was said to be the new fed brought alive by the remainder of the nMw roster, but it did not feel the same. There wasn't something rght about the situation. I am not entirely sure what, but there wa something missing. Yeah, I wanted to be World Champion there, but I didn't srve for the title like I had in nMw. That is ultimaetly why I decided to step away. If I am in a fed where I don't want to give my all in the hunt for becoming World Champion, I should not be in that fed.
So I left and I got wind of a fed started by a former memeber of the management at nMw. That is how I found KWF. I quickly signed up when I saw many familiar faces on the roster. Thats what I needed. I needed people who knew what I could do and would want to beat me because of it. These people know that I am undefeated and it still angers them. They were just filled with envy in nMw. Now they are filled with hate. They thought that maybe I would have lost to someone in another fed by now, but that is not the case. I have continued my hot streak and there seems to be no end to it. I have busted my ass so that I may sit here and claim that I am the best wrestler in any fed that I step into. So far, I have been entirely right everytime.
I don't know why, but being perfect seems to want to go to my head. I sit here and can't help but think that I deserve a parade or a trophy or a monument of some epic proportion. I have beaten everyone that has been thrown at me, but I have not let it go entirely to my head. I do have my weak points every now and then where I may rant about how I am by far the best, but that is only because I am human. Also I have nobody to step in and say that I am not so I guess I am the best.
Now I am happy to say that I have already been thrusted into the next round of the tournament for their World Title. That is what I like to see. In all of nMw I didn't get a shot at the World title, b ut I get here and get closer to it without having to even step into that ring yet? Sometimes the world works in mysterious ways. Hopefully this will work out for me the way I want it and I can be the first ever KWF World Heavyweight champion. Now that would be something to brag about!
This week I have heard that I am going to main event against some kid I have never heard of named...well, um...Kidd Karnage. I don't know who he is or what he is about, but I will be sure to show him how we do it big in the mian event. I am not here to dissappoint. I am here to do what I do best and that is win. So watch out KWF. Here I am, the undefeated phenom known as Demetrius Randall and it is time that someone gives me a real challenge.
[glow=red,2,300]Scene II: Whoa.[/glow]
Demetrius opens his eyes and is standing in the center of a traffic filled New York City street. Demetrius is wearing a pair of sweat pants and a tight under armor workout shirt. There are cars everywhere, but none of them are moving. All of them seem to have an almost heavenly glow to them. Demetrius tries to reach forward and touch one, but his arms and legs are not allowing him to move at all. A lump begins to build up in his throat as he tries to proclaim a cruse word aloud. Demetrius tries to breathe, but suddnely, it feels as if a heavy weight is cruhing his chest, not physically harming him, but making it difficult to breathe. Demetrius begins to dart his eyes all over his surroundings, looking for an escape. The clouds above Demetrius start to move and slowly churn around in a circular motion.
"What the hell?" Demetrius thinks to himself as he watches the clouds move around.
The cloud slowly get a grayish tint to them and them turn a charcoal black. In an instant, the clouds drop down onto Demetrius now effecting his vision. Demetrius tries to reach forward and clear the smoke, but his arms are still not in agreement. His struggle increases as the the smoke begins to heat up and is slowly bruning Demetrius' eyes. He tries to let out a scream, but nothing comes out. Demetrius stares off into the thick black smoke and can see a glowling image making its way toward him. As the glow makes its way through the smoke, the smoke seems to be destroyed by the light emitted from the object. As it approaches you can tell that it has taken the form of a person. Demetrius watches in amazement as the being stops about one step away from him.
"Who the hell are you?" Demetrius thinks to himself as the thing stops near him.
The light coming off the object is almost painful to the human eye, but Demetrius can not turn away from its beauty. The being takes a few steps forward, almost floarting as it walks.
"No need to fear me, Demetrius." The being says in a soft voice that sounds some what familiar to Demetrius.
Slowly, the light begins to fade of the object and it comes into view. Standing just a few feet in front of Demetrius is his cousin Reggie Randall, whom had been kidnapped several weeks prior. Demetrius can not believe his eyes as he stares at his cousin, whom he thought for sure was dead. An eerrie silence fills the street.
"R....Reggie?" Demetrius manages to spit out as the lump dissappears from his throat.
Reggie shakes his head no as as slight glow has returned to his outline. He emphaisises with his hands and suddenly, there is a large flash of light. Demetrius can't look away as the light slowly diminishes and there is Reggie now wearing a completely different outfit.
"I have taken the form of somebody that I know you would listen to, Demetrius, for my beauty is too great for a human to see. Many humans have made the mistake of looking at the true beauty of an angel and it has cost them their lives." The being says as he emphaisises with his hands again.
Demetrius looks at him confused. Suddenly, it all starts to make sense to Demetrius.
"Your...Your an angel?" Demetrius asks, amazed
The being in the shape of Reggie nods slowly with a blank expression.
"Why are you here?" Demetrius asks as suddenly he regains ontrol of his entire body.
A slight drizzle begins to fall over Demetrius and the angel. Demetrius looks up. The rains seems to be pouring at a fast rate until it is a matter of centimeters from Demetrius. The water then slows down and dissappears before it has a chance to even touch Demetrius.
"Demetrius here reccently you have been putting yourself up on a level that no man should ever dare to attempt. You have proclaimed yourself a God and that is just unacceptable. God has given you an extraordinary talent for a reason, not for you to go and challenge him for the top spot. You have a major influence on this country and we can't be having this happen. You have a major potential that you have not realized yet and this can not go south for us." The angle says as he steps forward.
Demetrius just stares, not knowing what to say. Several thoughts begin to run through his head as his eyes start to lose focus. His vision blurs and a major headache comes and takes over. Through the headache Demetrius feels a searing pain on his right forearm. He looks down and can slowly see a tattoo forming. Painful, but unnerving to Demetrius, he watches as the entire tattoo takes form. Suddenly his head pulsates and he is dropped to his knees. He tries to touch it with his left hand, but the heat coming off of the tattoo makes it impossible. The rain begins to hit his body now as the angel stands before him, unmoving. Demetrius looks up, only to see the grill of a car coming at him. Demetrius tries to scream and move, but he can't. The car hit him and just passes through him, causing no damage. Several more cars begin to do the same thing and as they do, Demetrius can feel the pain dissappearing and his strength returning. He returns to his feet as the cars continue to pass through him. Demetrius stands in amazement and turns his gaze back at the angle.
"That tattoo will remain until you once again find yourself and deep and throughly know who you are. You have strayed from who you used to be and we feel that we show you what is entirely possible through God. The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away Demetrius. Dont ever forget that." The angle nods and a large flash of bright light occurs.
The angel is gone, but the cars continue to pass through Demetrius. Demetrius looks down to see his tatto, but suddenly the world quakes beneath him. The ground dissappears and Demetrius is falling into a bottomless black pit.
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Demetrius awakes in a cold sweat. HIs stares at the ceiling of his hotel room breathing hard. He lies still and tries to eve his breathing but it feels as if something is trying to escape from his chest. Suddenly he coughs and sits straight up. Instantly, he can breathe. He looks around the room confused on whether what just happened what real or fake. He looks down at his arm and sees a tattoo that wasn't there before he went to sleep.Psalms 18:32 is printed in italicized words on his forearm. It is God that girdeth me with strength, and maketh my way perfect..The scene fades as Demetrius stares at the tattoo still in shock.
Scene III: How?
The scene opens up in the middle of the streets. Demetrius Randall is standing on a sidewalk staring directly out into the street. Demetrius is wearing a pair of black jeans and a long sleeve white shirt. His attention is directed on a certain spot of the street. Slowly he steps out into the middle of the street with no regard for the oncoming traffic. He walks to the middle and turns so that he is facing the oncoming cars. He closes his eyes and tries to envision the dream from last night.
"This is it." He whispers aloud.
Demetrius opens his eyes and he can almost see the dream happening right in front of him once again. He takes a deep breath and opens his eyes. Suddenly, it starts to rain. Demetrius smiles, knowing that it is a sign and stands in the middle of the street, letting the rain hit him. Suddenly, Demetrius sees several bright lights and hears tires screeching to a stop. Cars have stopped in front of him and are impatiently waiting for him to move so that they may advance to their next destination. Demetrius stares at them and smiles. The drivers of the cars get angry as Demetrius seems to be mocking them. They begin to blare their horns, showing their frustration with the human roadblock. Demetrius stands, now with his eyes closed, letting the water hit him in the face as it continues to rain. Suddenly the horns stop and a man exits his vehicle.
"What the hell are you doing?" The man asks angered.
Demetrius brings his gaze down and stares at the man. Demetrius smirks and gives a little chuckle. The man before him is about six foot. His balding head seems to reflet any light in a general radius of five miles off his head with a piercing glow. The man gets angered as Demetrius stares him down.
"You got about five seconds to get out of the way before I come and kick your ass!" The man threatens with his finger.
Demetrius stands there, unnerved and unmoving. The man begins to walk straight for Demetrius. He puts his finger right in the middle of Demetrius' chest and begins to scream.
"You better move before I kick your ass!" The man yells, trying to act tough for the group of people that have now gathered on the sidewalk to watch the confrontation
Demetrius again stands still, his white teeth gleaming with his smile. Finally, the man has had enough. In a slow manner, he draws his fist back and swings all his might into one strong punch. The crowd bursts into laughter as Demetrius quickly side steps the punches and uses the man's own weight against him to throw him to the ground. The man gets back to his feet and glares at Demetrius.
"Want to try again?" Demetrius asks as his smile vanishes.
The man glares at him and then proceeds to make his way back to his car. Demetrius shakes his head and lets out a laugh as he finally gets out of the way of the cars and makes his way back onto the sidewalk. As he does, he hears a familiar voice behind him.
"What the hell was that?" Tom Devil exclaims from behind Demetrius.
Demetrius turns around to see Tom standing there with a confused look on his face. Demetrius points at the new tattoo on his arm.
"That's what that was about." Demetrius says as Tom begins to read the tattoo.
He looks up at Demetrius with a raised eyebrow.
"You got a new tattoo?" Tom asks.
Demetrius shakes his head no.
"I had a dream that I met an angel and then the angel gave me the tattoo." Demetrius says, knowing that it doesn't sound believeable.
"You had a dream that an angel tatted you up? Ha, you need to quick taking deep breaths at the gas station." Tom says with a laugh.
Demetrius shakes his head and begins to walk away. Without saying anything, Tom begins to follow him. They walk for a few minutes in silence.
"So you met an angel?" Tom asks breaking the silence.
Demetrius looks up at him.
"Yeah." Demetrius replies.
"What it look like?" Tom asks.
Demetrius looks down, knowing that this part is going to sound real stupid.
"It looked like Reggie, man. I don't know how or why, but when I saw it, I saw Reggie." Demetrius says, almost unsure of his own words.
Tom looks down in silence, not knowing what to say. Several thoughts run through both of their minds as they continue to walk. Tom looks back up and changes the subject.
"You think your going to beat Kidd Karnage?" Tom asks.
Demetrius looks up and a smiles.
"What do you think?" Demetrius asks, knowing what Tom is going to say.
"Well, I think you are a little rusty and that this guy is going to destroy you." Tom says giving Demetrius a serious look.
Demetrius stops dead in his tracks and glares at Tom. Tom busts out laughing.
"Ok, you got me. I think you'll win, bro." Tom says as Demetrius catches up with him.
The scene fades as the both of them continue to walk and converse.
[glow=red,2,300]Scene IV: Smells Like Victory[/glow]
The scene opens up with Demetrius standing in front of the camera. He is in an all white room, making him really stand out due to his dark skin tone. Demetrius is wearing a pair of black basketball shorts and a new KWF logo tee. He gets right into it.
"Ladies and gentlemen for about the thrid time in a month, I, Demetrius Randall, have found a new federation to call home."
Demetrius grins and points to the new logo tee that he is wearing.
"Now many of you may be wondering why I decided to go and leave nCw. I am an honest man so I have decided to speak for the first time on my departure from the fed. Well, there were many reasons that I decided to go and leave. One of the reasons was the lack of competition in my opinion. I am not sure what other people may think of the nCw roster, but I felt that it could not push me as far as I was wanting to be pushed. Nothing against the members of their roster as they have several great wrestlers, but I didn't feel as if none of them could make me go a step higher...make me find a new level that I have yet to step to. I want to wrestle and get better and I felt that I had already done the whole nCw thing. Another reason for my leave was the loss of the money. I am not sitting here and bitching that I wasn't getting paid as much as I was before, but rather that there were funds that went missing that we got no answers for. How does an entire federation go broke within a week? It is damn near impossible to! I don't really care about a big contract, even though it is nice, but I felt as if the staff was hiding something from us and for me that is unacceptable."
"When I decided to leave nCw, I remembered hearing about the start of a fed with former members of nMw. This fed looked like that totla opposite in my eyes from nCw. There was a full roster with a group of competitors that I felt would be a challenge. They also offered me a huge contract to come here. The owner, Sean Mason, was straight forward with me when I spoke to him about joining. He said that I would be a main event wrestler right away. In my first week, I have already been put in a main event to show the brand new KWF audience what I am made of. He also told me with wins would come title shots. I just started here and I am two wins away from becoming the first NWF champion. Life is just great right now."
"I know that I have not really gone and shown my face on the whole KWF scene yet, but I decided that now was the time for me to come out and make my voice heard. I have a good feeling about this federation. I feel like I am right back at home in the nMw, where I thrived against everyone I faced. I plan on the same thing happening here with KWF. My record is still unblemished and that leaves my confidence high. I have a high profile career and for me to go undefeated in about thriteen matches in 2009 in pretty impressive by anyone's standards. I don't plan on slowing down anytime soon either as I have my eyes set on gold."
"This week I must step into the ring with someone whom I had never heard of before the release of the card. I am not insulting you Kidd Karnage, I am just saying that I paths have never had the pleasure of crossing in all of the feds that I have been in. This week we get the chance to meet and wrestle each other for the first time. I would first like to congradulate you for making it into the main event here at KWF. This fed is stacked with a talented roster and being able to do something like that is an honor. I would also like to congradulate you for your sucess in the World Heavyweight title tounament so far. You won your first round match which has put you in the position to step into the ring with me in the main event this week."
"I know you are most likely pissed with me getting placed into this match, but Sean came to me with the idea when I arrived to check out the arena. He said that the person you were supposed to face had come down with an injury because of Spike Kane. When he offered the opportunity, I jumped at it. Why would I pass an opportunity like this, my first week with a federation? I know I probably dont deserve to be in this match, but I am definaetly going to show that I belong in a match of this importance. When I come down to that ring I come down there with a purpose. You will get a good match from me Kidd, no matter your opinion on my level of talent."
"Unlike most pople I have worked my way up from the bottom in most feds that I have been apart of. It is actually pretty nice to come into a fed and be known as a superstar already rather than having to go through quite a few wrestlers to even get mentioned for it. You may know what I am talking about, but I am unsure. I know very little about you and your past. The only items of information I have about you are on the KWF official site on your wrestler bio. I have studied it well too. I want to know exactly what I am going up against so that I may be ready for anything. I don't want to go down to the ring and have you catch me off guard for a quick three count."
"Now based on your bio, I have noticed that I have a major size advantage on you. I stand six foot seven while you stand six one. I feel that this will definaetly benefit me in our match. I know I have the strength advantage based on our builds also. I can almost guarentee that you have me in the speed department though. That is something that has always eluded me. I am fast for my size, but no where near fast enough to keep up with someone along the lines of you. I saw highlights from your match last week and I noticed that we have a move that is similar that we both use. We have both chose to incorporate the shooting star press into our wrestling repituar. I find that a good quality to point out as the move is a momentum changer in its own."
"When you meet in that ring Kidd, I just want you to know that you better expect a fight. I would love to go down in history as the first ever KWF World Champion. I don't plan on losing, but who knows? Maybe if you come down to that ring and give it your all, you can beat me. We won't know unless you try though. So I am going to stand here and beg you. Please...Please...PLEASE! Come down to that ring ready to put on a show because it has been such a long time since I have had the opportunity to have a challenge. It actually tends to get boring after a while. WInning is fun, but I would rather win a close match any day or a landslide win. I hope you can be that challenge I need to take my talent to the next level. If you are, you will have a chance to beat me...but if you aren't you will be sitting in the locker room and watching me in the mian event of the next card where the World title will be put on the line. Use this as motivation...beat me and you are one step closer to that gold. You lose, you go home with nothing."
Demetrius licks his lips and gives a respectful nod. Instantly the camera cuts to black.