The
scene opens up, the middle of the night. It is a great forest, with
trees seen all around. A full moon is out tonight, but it is strange
in coloration. It is red, signifying it to be a blood moon. The scene
delves deeper into the woods and we hear rock music, and a campfire
is seen in the distance. Young teenagers are sitting around the fire
and conversing on the usual topics...sex, drugs, and rock n' roll.
A big laugh is heard every now and then. Suddenly, the radio just...stops.
The teens sit there for a moment, until one of them goes over to try
and fix the device. Suddenly, a small rumbling is heard...then..the
ground begins to quake, sending a few drunken teenagers falling on
their asses. The trees start catching fire one by one, surrounding
the boys in a wall of flames. A silouette is seen in the flames and
he walks out from them, his form leaking out as if he were a part
of them to begin with. The figure is garbed in a black cloak, the
hood pulled up over it's head. The figure stands, looking around for
a moment before removing it's hood, revealing itself to be Gideon
Frost. The teenagers start running like bats out of hell, a couple
of the fainting. Gideon looks over the two teenagers, his features
cold and uncaring, and then begins to speak.
Gideon:
The NWE...a
new battleground...a new world to conquer. I am Gideon Frost. I am
walking destruction. Creeping evil. A nightmare, not a man. I conquered
the NCW...I dominated. This is a new era for me, though. This is the
NWE, and I am going to start my reign with this tournament...with
the "mystery opponent". Janus, do you think that I am stupid?
I can see you right now, thinking that because you keep your identity
hidden, you have an advantage over me. Do you think you are intelligent?
No, you are a coward to hide your identity as you do. One who is afraid
of what might happen if you do not. If you notice, I did not hunt
you down and try and defeat you before our match. That would be a
coward's tactic. I fight head to head, and I destroy. I do not try
to eliminate competition before a battle. Nonetheless, Janus, your
tactic of hiding yourself will not work, it will make no difference!
Your ploy will only make me want to destroy you more, and move on
in the tournament! Move on to take what is rightfully mine, the NWE
Undisputed Championship.
Gideon
looks around over the carnage that his emergence caused in the forest
and turns, moving through the flames. The scene fades momentarily
and reopens with Gideon stands there, looking over a ravine in silence.
After what seems like forever, he speaks in a calm voice.
Gideon:
Hrm,
I see a few familiar faces in this tournament. Janus, Kronus...Loanwolfe.
Ahh yes, Loanwolfe, a man whom if I recall I have never beaten. The
one time I faced you, Loanwolfe, you defeated me. That was impressive,
and by doing so you gained my respect. However, you created quite
the vendetta with your win that night. Ever since I felt my shoulders
being pinned to the mat, I have thought about the fact that I was
beaten by you, and dwelled on it. That memory stewed in my mind for
the longest time, until I made and entrance here in the NWE. That's
when I saw you again...that's when I saw my prey. I looked over the
tournament list, and I saw your name, wolf cub. Now, I know you have
your problems with Kronus, but you had best worry about the bigger
threat. These hands, Loanwolfe, have shed more blood than Kronus ever
could imagine. These eyes, there ears, have seen and heard terror
the likes of which you cannot comprehend. You see, Loanwolfe, I lack
the one thing that could make me human. Remorse. I have no remorse
for the things I do, and I take no remorse in inviting you to advance
in the tournament and be destroyed by none other than me. Lightning
never strikes twice in the same place..this old addage will be applied
when I defeat you.
Gideon
smirks and folds his arms over his chest, a wind picking up and blowing
his hair, the long black tendrils whipping wildly with the strong
gail.
Gideon:
To
all of you men who have decided to join the NWE Title tournament,
new and old alike, you had best recognize the fact that those of you
unlucky enough to step into my arena will perish easily. To the old
guys, you know me. To the new kids, you will find out just how evil...how
sadistic...how destructive I can be. This pay per view is aptly named
"NightMare". It fits because this will be everyone's worst
nightmare, while it will be my wildest dream. Haha...yes, the aisles
of NWE will be flooded with blood, and I will stand atop a heap of
bodies...holding what is mine. The Undisputed Championship...Gideon
Frost...the Great Demon King.
With
that final line, Gideon looks up at the blood moon, his face contorting
into an evil smirk. Suddenly, he lets out a thunderous laugh, echoing
in the ravine. Then, Gideon leaps into the ravine..silence for a few
moments..then a squeaking noise. Millions of bats fly in formation
out into the dark sky, and the camera pans to the fire, still raging
in the forest. The scene fades to black with the scene of destruction.