Prologue:
It Begins Now... [-] Scene Fades In [-]
[[ #IMPACT PLAYERS# blares throughout the arena speakers. Justin Credible, Lance Storm and Dawn Marie come out with Dawn holding a singapore cane in her hand. Lance Storm and Credible raise their hands as Dawn rubs the singapore cane and all three walk down the rampway. Dawn Marie walks up the steel steps, entering the ring as then Justin Credible and Lance Storm walk up the steel steps after her, entering the ring. Dawn Marie goes over to the ropes, standing on the bottom ropes as she leans over, blowing a kiss towards the crowd. Lance Storm and Justin Credible are discussing a gameplan as their music fades out. Dawn leaves the ring, standing at ringside.
The lights turn out ... A couple of church bells are heard and then #LORD OF DARKNESS# hits. The fans are on their feet as smoke is clouding the entrance way. Paul Bearer comes out first with the urn as then soon thereafter, The Undertaker comes out slowly, dressed in his black coat, black hat and attire. Taker and Paul walk down the ramp slowly as the Impact Players just wait, standing there. Paul Bearer walks up the steel steps first, entering the ring. The Impact Players leave the ring as The Undertaker makes his way up the steel steps, standing there. After a few seconds, he raises his hands slowly as the lights turn back on. Taker enters the ring as he takes off his hat and trench coat. Bearer then leaves the ring as both Impact Players are trying to figure out who goes into the ring first. Looks like it will be Justin Credible as Lance Storm goes to his corner and the ref signals for the bell, starting the match.
Justin Credible circles around the ring as Taker just stares Credible down ... Justin runs at Taker but Undertaker hits Credible with a right hand, sending Justin Credible down to the mat. Credible is up but Taker knocks him down with another right hand. Credible is up but he stumbles back, not wanting to be hit by Taker. The Undertaker walks over to Credible but he kicks Taker to the stomach and then nails Taker with a couple of right forearms to Taker's back. Credible steps back, going for a sidekick but Taker grabs Credible's foot, yanking his foot, making him trip and hit the mat. Taker then puts his foot down, hitting a elbow drop across the neck of Justin Credible.
Joey Styles: Justin Credible is doing everything in his power to keep The Deadman down but yet again, Taker shows his resilency and comes back for more.
Rowdy Roddy Piper: Just like Tazz to a all you can eat buffet. Man, can the man eat.
Tazz: Piper, you are really starting to piss me off.
Taker locks in a sleeperhold on Justin Credible as Lance Storm comes from behind, dropkicking Taker to the back of his neck. Storm goes back to his corner as Justin Credible crawls over and makes the tag to Lance Storm. Storm enters the ring, stomping away at The Undertaker. Lance then picks Taker up but Taker hits him with a right, then left hands, backing Storm into the corner. Taker starts punching Lance Storm's midsection and then Irish whips Lance to the other side of the ring turnbuckle as Lance hits it hard ... Taker runs at Lance Storm but he ducks ... Taker hits the turnbuckle hard as he turns around and out of nowhere, gets nailed with a sidekick by Justin Credible. Credible goes to his corner as Lance Storm crawls over to The Undertaker, hooking the leg. One .. Two ... Taker kicks out!
Joey Styles: Only a two count! Can The Deadman finally be running out of steam?
Rowdy Roddy Piper: Undertaker out of steam? What are you smoking?!
Tazz: Apparently, whatever it is you are.
Lance Storm can't believe it as Storm and Credible go to attack The Undertaker ... Taker starts firing lefts and rights at both men ... Taker hits a hard right to Justin Credible's face, sending him over the top rope. Lance runs at Taker but Taker grabs Lance Storm by his throat ... CHOKESLAM! Taker runs thumb across his throat, signaling the end is near. Taker picks Lance Storm up ... Here comes The Standard as Jarrett and Mr. Perfect jump onto the ring apron. Taker knocks them both off with right hands. Taker then crosses Lance Storm's arms, pinning him. One ... Two .... THREE! The Standard come back into the ring, attacking The Undertaker. They are stomping away as Kane comes out, running into the ring as he clothesline both men down. Kane then goes to the top turnbuckle and waits for them to get up ... FLYING DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE BY KANE! Kane and Taker are up as they grab their throats ... DOUBLE CHOKESLAM BY TAKER AND KANE! #FIRE STILL BURNS# hits as both Taker and Kane give each other a high five, leaving the ring.
X-Rated
The Undertaker versus Randy Orton
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The cameras fade up into a room, the room is pitch black, with
a golden strobe light going around. A man then is seen
in the middle of the room looking at a hung up picture, the picture is on screen
now, it is a picture of Randy Orton posing, cut in half, with his father on the
other. Undertaker brushes his fingers across the picture, with his fingers
leaving a streak through the dust.
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' perpetually evil ' The Undertaker
:
For generations.. The Orton's have glorified this business. But
for two years, the third generation Orton, has turned his families legacy into
total, and utter crap.
[-] The Undertaker takes his fingers and makes an 'X' on the frame. He
steps back a bit, and raises his arms, as the whole room lights up. The whole
room is filled with pictures from all three generations most memorable moments.
Undertaker grins, and begins to speak.
[-]
' perpetually evil ' The Undertaker
:
Bob Orton Sr. Such an
ambitious person, and yet his ego drove him from the one thing he loved,
wrestling. He accomplished a lot in his NWA career, being multiple time
champion. He really was a great competitor. His wife, his soul mate gave birth
to a young man, by the name of Bob Orton Jr. Now this boy, this boy was going to
be a shoe in for success in wrestling, because his daddy was well known.
[-] The Undertaker takes a step to the side. He is now facing a picture
of a man with his head high, and wearing a straw hat, that would be Bob Orton
Jr. Undertaker looks at him with disgust.
[-]
' perpetually evil ' The Undertaker
: This man right here, he won the NWA championship too, how coincidental since
his father was the same damn champion. How could the world of guessed he was
going to be that champion? I came into this business without a representative,
and with a Hundred pound weight on my shoulder. My life hasn't been all
strawberries and oranges, it has been rotten tomatoes and spoiled lettuce. My
only shot in wrestling was because of my size, I'm tall and have enormous
strength, and I have the power to acquire souls. That is what the WWF saw in me,
and that's exactly what they got, I am no third generation, or second, I am the
first of my kind, and fear my words now, I am not the last.'
' perpetually evil ' The Undertaker
: You see, Bob Orton Jr. He wasn't a protégé of his father, and every soul knew
that. But then the Orton's continued to so helpfully, 'grace' our business with
their great family. That's where I lead my conversation to the bases of Randy
Orton, the son of 'Cowboy' Bob Orton. The boy I'm facing this week. Yes,
you are but a boy, Randy. I despise your lack of respect to men like me. I am
the base of this company! I am what lead the souls from the damnation of hell
here! Men you see walking around here, were made famous by yours truly.
[-] The Undertaker throws down the picture of Randy Orton, with only
shattered pieces of the once frame. Undertakers reflection can be seen through
the reflections.
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' perpetually evil ' The Undertaker
:
Randy Orton, your bed has been made, and now its time for you to lay in
it. You say that is time for me to burn, well I burn every day I live, I burn
with a passion, with anger for those that dare think they can out do me, that
they can out wit The Undertaker. You Randy Orton know nothing, for I feel no
remorse for my actions, I take them and I learn, I become strong because of
them. Those that are laid victim in my path, are made victims for a reason,
examples they become for those that dare look to cross the I walk. There is no
light on the other side Randy Orton, you will find no happy place, no opened
armed greetings... only pain and suffering, only terror and horror...Jesus
Christ sacrificed himself for the well being of mankind, you Randy Orton, become
a sacrifice to show the world, what happens to those wayward souls that wander
too far, that seem to try and rise from the depths and try to stir the pot and
cause trouble
[-] The Undertaker rests his eyes off all the pictures, and then out of
his cloak pocket, he pulls out another picture...Of Randy Orton. He looks at it, as it
shines, the camera gets a glow. He smells them, and then places them down on a
stool.
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' perpetually evil ' The Undertaker
:
Can you feel it? Life
slipping away? Your almost there, touching it, then with the slip of a finger,
with the step of a wrong move, a simple miscalculation... it's over... you have
lost it all and nothing is what you now have.. can you think of life like that?
how emotion less and pitiful it is. No longer in the running, now back to square
on, from the beginning you walk the path, climb the ladder... again! it's like
starting life over again, without a clue, like a new born child. Seeing the
world for the first time... how your worlds will be taken away from you,
snatched away like a thief in the night... oh don't feel sorrow, for it shall
not help heal the wound, only make it bleed more... try... come to my world and
walk my game, try and beat me... and see if you succeed... this is not a mere
test... this is life. this is now, not tomorrow, or the next day, not yesterday
or the day before that. This is the moment... the moment you must live. the
moment you fight for and want... the one which shall make or break you... the
single, the single moment... It is here, then the next it is gone. Within the
blink of an eye... it all can change... for better or worse... till death does
it part!
' perpetually evil ' The Undertaker
:
You see, scars are souvenirs you never lose, the past is never far. But what do
you do? What do you do, when all your memories are razor blades? When everything
you can possibly remember, hurts? What do you do? Just what Orton, must
find out... for this moment in time will haunt him... it will burn a hole in his
mind... for this is the outcome of his actions.. he is the man that walked the
path he now finds himself on... he seems to think high actions don't bring
consequences, well randy, it's time to learn, that what you do effects more
then just you.
[-] The Undertaker places the picture in his pocket once more, and begins
to walk slowly down the hall way adjacent from his current position. He then
seemingly walks into a bright light, the camera is in gulfed by it, but then
Undertaker is visible again, in another room, but it is dark. The Undertaker is
spotlighted in the middle.
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' perpetually evil ' The Undertaker
:
Pound for pound...
drop of blood for drop of blood... I take what I get and dish out what I must...
never do I come to war unprepared... Like a General I have my tactics, I have my
plans in place, incase one comes to fail. There's another around the corner,
ready to be used. To be put into action. A list of men, before Randy found out that when it comes
The Undertaker...
you never know what you can expect...and so the world saw too... but you Randy
, you seem to think you know what is going to happen.
'
perpetually evil ' The Undertaker
: You two men are extremely similar, you both want glory,
you both think that you are the absolute best. But there is another comparison
that the naked eye cannot see, it is you both are ignorant to the fact of me.
You both can say what you need about thee, but when it comes down to the bare
truth.. You two have no idea, what the Undertaker is. I may be a legend, but to
you both.. I am the enigma in your mind. That shall stay the same until our
paths cross, and you are tamed.
[-] The Undertaker slowly raises his arms, and the lights are turned
instantly on. The walls are not covered in photos, but in drawings. The cameras
zoom into some of them, there is drawings of Dibiase, and Orton as horses. There
is a dragon in the background thrusting fire at them.
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' perpetually evil ' The Undertaker
:
By Any means necessary.. many have preached it and never lived up to their
words. Many have tried to live by it and failed miserably. Enough with the
games! The games are over, its a mere child's thing. I will not play games. This
is where I and the creatures of the night send a message, make it loud and
clear... to everyone... that I mean what I say. The Undertaker does not play.. I
never have... I never will.. I fight... I fight and and send sheer havoc and
anarchy for what I get in life and I will not stop now... not to plays games or
sing songs... Life is a fight Randy, I fight until the bitter end. There are no
happy times. There are no happy days. Randy... fight will take place, brawls
will happen.. but the war... will never be over... you need to realize, that
people they pay for their actions.. Just like you Randy are going to pay for
yours come Sunday night.
' perpetually evil ' The Undertaker
:
Time to send it loud and clear... I don't care who you think you are... how
amazing you think you are . What you have done in life. That means nothing when
it comes to me...Randy... you listen too... I send you a message and
you will listen... for I will make it clear... you think you are some great
force, something that cannot be stopped... some almighty single men? Lets see...
how legendary you are when I am done come Sunday night.
You .. will..
..REST IN PEACE..
[-] The Undertaker slowly makes his way out the door. The door slams
behind him, and a brush of air is enough to have the drawings ripped down. The
Cameras fade.
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