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Heroes and Pestilance

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Standing in a dimly lit room, Priest is seen with his down. Dressed in his signature black attire, Priest keeps his head down he begins to speak.


As a child, I wanted nothing more than to be powerful like the heroes I saw on my television. I would sit for hours studying their every move. Their every gesture. The way they handled themselves. I studied everything. I worked for years and it never came to where I wanted it to be.

Shaking head in disgust, Priest continues.


Oh I did my best to emulate them but what it came to was that I needed to be my own person. I needed to create my own persona. So I did that and guess what? I have a career full of accomplishments and quite frankly, no one can take that away from me.

Lifting his head up, Priest’s eyes begin to widen as he continues.


Rich, I heard what you had to say and I must say you amuse me. You amuse me because you act like you’ve done something good with your career. The fact is, you were always a slacker and you won that North American on a fluke. Yeah I know you beat Jessie Osuwu for it, but looking at some footage, you never broke a sweat. It looked like a god damn sparring session than a championship match. You? A champion? Give me a fucking break.

Taking a cigarette from a nearby table, Priest lights it up a takes a long drag. Blowing out a smoke ring, he let’s out a sigh before continuing.


Rich, when the SOD formed, it was supposed to be a group of people getting their voices heard.  I was loyal to the group because it stood for something.  You were supposed to be the crown jewel of the group but what happened?  You failed miserably.  I brought your asses to the very top but you couldn’t stay there because of your greed.  So tell me.  What happened?  You guys became a laughing stock of every federation we were in because who was the one guy that the fans wanted to see.  It was me.  They wanted to see me because I had all the tools to be a superstar.  You?  You were just a pawn waiting to be exposed and I hate to break it to you but I got sick of carrying your asses for so many years.  You mother fuckers were the reason I was always held back and you tried to take to the spotlight from me every chance you got.  Did you succeed?  Hell no you didn’t because I’m still standing here.

Taking another drag, Priest continues.


Mr.  Walker wanted me to return because he knew I could put an to your bullshit and not it has finally come.  You say you’re a fighting champion?  I say you’re a chump.  You were never destined for anything but failure and when we meet  at TLC, I’m going to expose you as the farce that you truly are.  You’ve never been tested fully, Rich.  But I’m going to do that.  I’m going to take you places you’ve never been.  I’m going to show you brutality like you’ve never seen before.  When it’s over, I will be standing over your fallen carcuss as the next SCW North American Champion.  So bring everything you have son.  Because the only thing you’ll be tasting is a table courtesy of yours truly.  See you in hell, boy.

Laughing Priest turns out the light as the scene fades to black.


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The scene opens in a dimly lit room.  A single light bulb gives lit while a black folding chair is facing the opposite direction.  Heavy breathing is heard as apparantly there is someone sitting in the chair.  Swinging the chair around, the person reveals himself as the returning Priest.  Dressed in his signature black attire, Priest has his  head down as begins to speak.


Dreams.  We all them man.  We’ve had them since we were children.  But tell me.  How many of us chase our dreams and how many us just daydream.  That’s an easy one.  All of us man.  Let’s face it.  It’s what fuels us to be better in life.  Without dreams, your purpose on this earth is somewhat bleak.  On the same token, it’s one thing to have a dream, but it’s one thing to live your dream and just ask yourself “what if” for so many years.

So I ask you all a question.

Which one are you?  Are you a daydreamer?  Or are you someone who lives their life to its fullest.  Well for me personally, living your life a quarter mile a day is so much worthwhile.  I say this because you can do whatever you want without repercussions.  That my friends is what you want.  No one wants to live from pay check to pay check and no likes living on a budget.  But sadly, it’s become a way of life for so many of us.  Good people.   Hard working people who want nothing more than to be recognized for their hard work.

Shaking his head, Priest continues.

It’s sad really.  But that’s the way fate made it.

Me?  I’m living my dream to its fullest.  I’m a decorated superstar and I have defeated the best this industry has to offer.  But you may  ask yourself, “Why did you come out of retirement after being gone so long?”    To begin with, I left because I got sick with what this industry has become.  Plus I needed some time to recharge.  I was just waiting for that opportunity to come back.  So there I was sitting at home and I get a call from the COO of SCW.  He asked me how would I like to face someone I’ve known for years.  So I raised an eyebrow, he told me who it was and I agreed to come back.

Rich Anderson.

I’ve known you for a long time and quite frankly you haven’t changed one bit.  You see, when I attacked you a few weeks ago, I knew it would drive you crazy not knowing who was your attacker.  I knew you would give in when the time was right.  The fact is, I played you son and like it or not, you have no one to blame but yourself.  Against a bum you could do well, but against, me?   Well, we both know what will happen, don’t we.

At TLC, you step into the devil’s playground.  A place where nothing but bloodshed can happen.  I’ve been in many wars in my career and I’ve shed more blood than I can remember.  But you know what?  It’s what I live for and after I drive you through a table and take the North American Championship, the fans of the SCW will finally have someone worthwhile to look up to.  The only thing I can say to you is, to make peace with whoever your maker is because when we face off, you go to hell.

Laughing sadisitically, Priest stands up and leaves the room.  As he leaves, his evil laughter can still be heard as the scene fades to black.