SHATTERED DREAMS



SHATTERED DREAMS

*The lights slowly dim in the arena as the crowd comes to a quieted hush. The music of the bizarrest man in the hits, and the fans neither cheer nor boo. Most un-certain about how to feel about the man with the golden face, but many just act as if they are disgusted and move on with their lives. However on normal occassions he stays backstage in front of a camera, but the fans become surprised as this evening he walks out from behind the curtain. Golden lights shine around the arena as drops of gold glitter falls from the raftors and sprinkles over the crowd. Goldust walks down the rampway and makes his way to the ring. He climbs up the steps and stands on the outside of the apron by the turnbuckle where he shakes a little bit as he removes his long golden robe. He climbs through the ropes of the the ring then turns around and gets on the turnbuckle where he slowly removes his wig with the long golden blonde hair and lets it fall to the arena floor. He takes his hands and slowly moves his hands up his chest as he breathes in the air, and then throws his hands into the air. He gets down off of the turnbuckle and walks over to Lilian Garcia who was awaiting him with a microphone. She hands him the microphone, and as he takes it she hurridly exits the ring. He crouches down in the center of the ring and stares down the empty rampway as he raises the microphone to his lips.*

***Goldust***: "A man's greatest work is to break his enemies, to drive them before him, to take from them all the things that have been theirs, to hear the weeping of those who cherishe them, to take their horses between this knees and to press in his arms the most desirable of their women." - Genghis Khan the thirteenth century. How well does that apply to you Jeff hardy. Mr. Extreme. Are we going to have fun or what Mr. Hardy? You see what Genghis a very feared man of the past said foreshadowed the future and this very moment. A moment I'm sure you would rather not have happened, one that you could not have possibly been ready for. I know this. You see you are a man, a man that can and will be broken. I will personally take from you what you consider to be yours. That is the gold you hold around your waist. It's nice and shiny is it not? But gold would look much better around the golden one. The greatest accomplishment will be hearing you weeping, crying over your loss. I shall take what you valued most and it will be mine. You see Jeff this is the greatest stage on earth. Not to be confused with the carnival barnum and bailey's greatest show on earth. No, this is the stage and my platform where I put on the greatest shows every known to man. Jeff you as a star have risen quite greatly yes that is true, but you have not risen so high that you can not be captured. Jeff do you really know what to expect, because I do not feel as if you do. You are not ready for me in the ring, you have no idea what you should be expecting. You see I will not stop until I have accomplished my goal, and that is to retain my championship that I lost for a very brief period of time. Kudos to he who was able to defeat me, but no not now not ever will this happen again. You see many have written me off as being too bizarre for the federation, and they have written me off as being a nobody. You see though Jeff I am no joke. This is no laughing matter. He who laughs last laughs best, and I will be the one laughing last. Jeff I suggest you take my belt and you look long and hard at it. Notice the delicate curves and engravings, because it's only a matter of time, before that championship falls where it belongs into my hands. Then I shall place it around my waist, because the championship and the gold will be right where it belongs. You are the enemie and you will be broken and driven before me, you will have taken from you what does not belong to you, and you will weep over the loss of what you once cherished so greatly. So cry your little heart out little hardy, because it is mine. I hope you use all of the high flying techniques you can pull off. Take me to the extreme, because I enjoy that. I want to go to the extreme, to go as far as I possibly can go legally. Your brother, dear Mathew Hardy, you see he tried to show me what the meaning of extreme really was, but the little boy was no match. I'm hoping that you know a bit more than what he does, because he was boring. So get me excited Jeff, why don't you get a rise out of me? I think this could be a great chance for you to try and show us who you are, but this is also time for me to show you what I'm made of. All that glitters is gold, in which I am the glittering gold, and I shall shimmer while you are the one that will be shivering. Only the shooting stars will break the mold, but I have already destroyed the mold. I am definately one of a kind, you are just a rainbow bright toy with legs. You can bounce around and jump off of this and that, but in the end when you wear down and your endurance can no longer hold out I will be there. Jeff Hardy, be prepared for the fight of a life time and prepare yourself for when you must give me back my championship. My dreams are only beginning and Your dreams of being great WILL BE SHATTERED!

You will never ever forget the name of *breathes in* ssssssss......mmmmmmmmmmm *chomps teeth* Goldust!

SHATTERED DREAMS

*Goldust stands up and sets his microphone down on the mat. He steps through the ropes and drops down onto the arena floor and walks up the ramp as the fans still neither cheer nor boo. He walks quietly to the top of the ramp and disappears behind the curtain.*

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