-=-..."...Well, see the very mention of my name to him will psychologically screw up his thought pattern..." These were the words of Jimmy Luciano in reference to Chaos not mentioning him in recent promos for the upcoming When Worlds Collide pay per view. Well Luci...you wanted Chaos to mention you? You want Chaos to play this little war of words with you? Congratulations Jimmy Luciano, you have won today's prize. You will get the same treatment Missle got. Yes Luci, you and Chaos have had some battles back in the day, you did beat Chaos for the International Title..and you beat him in a rematch about a month later. Kudos to you. Now, to say that you pissed on his winning Last Man Standing? To say that you tarnished his win that night and will have forever made it meaningless? Fuck that Luci. All you did, was beat an already battered and nearly crippled man. You take credit for shit you had no hand in. You didn't fight Chaos in a grueling five fall match up. You didn't make my angelical lover bleed like that of a virgin on prom night. You did nothing but keep true to the sewer rat mentality it is you have and pick up the pieces. You took advantage of a situation and for that, there is no fault. There is no fault in you winning the title over Chaos. You beat him in that ring...it was a clean win. However, you didn't piss on his winning LMS. You didn't piss on anything but yourself for thinking you have what it takes to keep up with the big dogs in the Fans Wrestling Federation and assume you have the determination to stay atop in the main event scene long enough to even get a shot at being champion. Luciano...you didn't earn your spot in this match. You played the little political games in the back and forced Dave Marlow to give you a title shot. Wow..way to prove yourself to the fans and to the boys in the back, eh Luci? Nothing says potential champ like power moves. See Luciano...my dark angel and myself, never mentioned you until now because you've been nothing but a fucking flea on the back of my lover. You've done nothing but whine and whine about getting a title shot. You've bitched and moaned about how you're so great and that you can take anyone in the FWF and prove them that you're just that damn good or some stupid shit. First of Luciano, you are not better then my lover. You do not even come close to doing anything that my lover has done or will do in the FWF. To hold a title for aslong as you have doesn't really mean shit when the only true test you've had for that title was Jimmy in a damned ladder match..and as I recall, the end of that match saw you get your ass handed to you by Chaos, did it not? Jimmy Luciano, up until now, there's been no mention of you because quite simply....no one cares about you. Chaos doesn't care if he has to face you, he doesn't care that you picked up two cheap wins over him. Yeah, that's right Jimmy. Cheap. Picking up the pieces of a battered Chaos after HeatWave, and then having Dan Pandora and Erick Caine hand you a victory over Chaos is cheap. Now now Luci, do think of some quick witted comeback about tying cheap into the personality of Chaos and his slaves because we all know that it's going to come sooner or later from you. That's the point that you do not get Luciano...you are predictable and of non-interest. Your moveset is about as deep as Gary Brown's vocabulary. There are but a few moves that one should watch out for and if one does that correctly, they have you beat and tonight my good man...tonight if you are pinned, there is no rematch. There is no chance to make ammends for what has happened. Once those shoulders of your's are down on that mat...or once you tap, you're gone and Chaos moves another step in the gauntlet to retain his title and earn the respect he deserves from each and everyone of you in the back. Jimmy Luciano...you my friend are a man that believes in his mind he can do whatever he wants, when he wants because you refer to yourself as a "legend" or as someone being "immortal." Well, do you know how many men have made those claims before? Do you realize that just about every man that's ever walked through the doors of the Fans Wrestling Federation..every man that stepped inbetween those ropes called themselves the same thing and out of all of them, only a handfull truly lived up to the hype they created for themselves? Luciano, you are not a legend and you will never be immortal. You're time in the realm of limited mortality is slowly coming to an end and the man who takes you from one realm to the next is my angelical lover Luciano...-=-

-=-..."In other words, the degree of burns I inflict… you’ll end up leaving in a urn. My first two rounds were pump fakes, the third round disfigures you for good..." Very catchy Luci..too bad you can't win a world title off of lyrical genius alone or maybe, just maybe you'd wind up holding just as many titles as Jimmy Harmon. It amazes me Luci that you truly think you have a chance in this match up and that you can step into the ring and beat whoever it is that comes infront of you tonight on this Holy Sabbath. If it's Chaos you face, then my dear man, you are royally screwed and there is no way in which you will beat him and keep him from getting what is his. If by some grace of god...and of course, that son of a bitch would pull something..if somehow, someway my angelical lover were to lose in one of his matches and you had to face any five of the other men that are infront of you, there is still no way you'd make it to Lawson tonight. No, scratch that...if you were to face someone other then Chaos, there is that little glimpse of hope that could carry you into facing JD Lawson tonight and possibly walking out with the heavyweight title, but hey.. you'd have to face the last man, a man that is rested and ready to do everything in his power to keep the title within the Midnight Syndicate and on top of that, due to his hate for you, destroy you in the ring. Jimmy Luicano, tonight is the night that indeed, actions must speak louder then words...but, with your gimmick match a mystery to all but yourself, it makes me wonder just how effective that match of your's is going to be? Truly, if Chaos can survive five seperate matches that every part of his mind and body will be tested through and through, what's stopping him from passing the test of your match? What's holding him back from walking right through you and meeting up with JD in the last match of the night? No need to answer Luci..the answer is simple. N-O-T-H-I-N-G. Nothing is stopping Chaos from walking through seven men and retaining his title..and to you, that's simply something that is not grasped. Tonight, the Dark Angel has everything to lose and everything to gain. If he loses early on in the gauntlet, then forever will his talent be in doubt to not only the fans, but to himself. If he is to lose late in the night.. if he is to lose a match or two short of keeping his title, then again..talent will be doubted and the dreaded thoughts of him choking when the big match is on the line will come back up and flood Chaos' mind. To take the flipside, it's those same doubts that weigh on his mind that push him to train harder and to prove to himself that he is worthy of being champion. To all of you out there, and even you Luci..you see what Chaos wants you all to see. You see the dark, brooding soul that doesn't give a fuck about you or anyone else in life...yet, you don't see when Chaos is alone and he is his own worst enemy. You don't see the nights in which he stares up to the sky and tries to figure out life without wrestling, without going out there every night and doing what it is he loves to do. You Luci, you don't have the same love and respect for the business that lies within the heart and soul of Chaos. Indeed that the respect at one point in time had to be beaten into him and he had to lie in a pool of his own blood to gain the respect for this business, but it did come to him Luciano. It let him see how much this "game" means to him and you are either on top of this game and keep that position on lock down, or you should just say fuck it and walk off if you don't have the devotion to it. For years Chaos has had that devotion, but it's come at a price to his body and even a questioning of that devotion. Luciano...Chaos is DEVOTED in his quest of being the one man to do the impossible.. to be the one man in the FWF's history to run the gauntlet and hold onto his title. Think about it Luciano.. they say the wounded animal is the one animal mankind should fear...Chaos is wounded.. he's backed into a corner..do you dare step up and try to tame him...-=-

-=-..."I’ve been going through the participants in my mind, trying to guess what the likely outcome of the match is…and I’ll tell you what, there are a few people who don’t have a chance in hell of winning that match. For instance…Chaos…he starts things off. Now, we know I don’t like him, but I can recognize his ability inside of that wrestling ring, there’s a reason that he’s the champion. Now, that being said, he’s not gonna win it. He’s the first man inside the ring, there is no way in my mind that he can run the gauntlet and remain standing. Even if he got the very last match, he’d face a former champion, a fresh, rested JD Lawson…and he’s one hell of a fighter himself. So there right off, Chaos won’t win..." Mercury...Ryan Andrews..you don't think your old pal will win tonight? You don't think that Chaos has what it takes to run the gauntlet? You know Ryan, it hurts to think that you would come to see things in such a light. You, Ryan Andrews..a man that is what...zero and three in title matches of any kind against the Dark Angel? A man that in a span of two months was beaten by Chaos on a pay per view. Ryan Andrews, it's starting to get a bit annoying of how you think you can comment on Chaos when the only thing worth nothing about your history with him is the simple fact that you nearly killed him in the ring and had to be taken back by MISSLE. Kudos Merc..you wound up pissing Chaos off even more and you know for a fact that the longer my lover takes to take someone out..the longer he sits on something and lets those emotions fester instead of quickly going back out to maim an opponent means that when he finally does lash back out, it's time for the man in question to get a hospital bed and to nearly hang 'em up in this business. It's funny though Ryan that like, you and everyone in the back thinks Chaos will not walk out of this pay per view as champion..that he'll either lose before JD Lawson or he'll get to JD and lose to him. Think about things before you speak Ryan..didn't you say that you'd beat Chaos back at HeatWave? Did you not go on and on about how you'd demolish Chaos at Avarice? What about the tag title match you and Missle had against Chaos and Saotome? Oh, I know Ryan! What about when you said you'd kill Chaos because of what he did to you and Brittany back in November when you fought him for the heavyweight title? Damn man, you've failed to get the job done four seperate times...yet, you're the authority on picking how people will fair in matches eh? Give me a fucking break Ryan. You've done nothing but pull a Luciano and bitch and moan about your talent and how you should be in bigger matches and the like. Do us all a favor and just grow the fuck up and suck up some responsibility in matches. People interfere. You don't see a move coming. IT HAPPENS RYAN. Deal with it or just be like Sexton and walk out after you've damn near been handed everything in the Fans Wrestling Federation. Become another dissappointment like James. It'd do the world a huge favor..they'd never have to hear you whine and bitch and moan about shit. Ryan, just like Chaos, you've got to run a little gauntlet of your own tonight. First off, you have a match against Sexton and the Fantasic Ally, Johnny Storm. If you should win that match, you go off and face the man, the myth..the retirement home champion that is §parrow. Aside from those matches, you are in the When Worlds Collide championship battle royal where you have to face off against fifteen other men from federations around the United States and the world. Tonight is gut check time for you. What you don't know, is that you've made yourself some enemies and they are all waiting to just take you out. They're waiting for the time in which you seem to have everything planned out and when you do...you'll be quick to find yourself in a pool of your own blood, just wondering what it is that went wrong and why does it always have to happen to you. A word of advice Ryan..don't bring Amber to the arena tonight. Do not allow her to be seen by Chaos or by the three slaves. I won't go into why because you already know that answer in your mind Ryan. Tonight is the night that history will be written as it should be and not as it is...where do you fit into it all Ryan...-=-

-=-...finally, there is but a brief message to the King, JD Lawson. You are the last man anyone must face tonight in order to win. You are the man that really stands by Chaos and his hopes of retaining the title. To keep with the mood that has been set...there will be no ill words towards you, for you have not said ill words towards my lover. All that can be said is a wishing of good luck and that if it shall come down to you and the Dark Angel tonight on this Holy Sabbath, then so be it. You have a track record of wins over Chaos, yet we will not get into the controversial matter of those wins. The past is the past just as now is the present that will soon give way to the surreal erotic nature that is the future. A fused king versus a dark angel. The spire shall shake once more tonight...but in the end, will the spire of choice be ebon crimson..or will it truly be a throne once more...-=-

-=-...on the note of mutual respect, the narration slowly comes to an end and we are thus thrusted into the arms of Chaos' mistress once more. Her loving embrace enveloping our entire being for just a few long seconds before finally, she is gone and in her place we are shown the slave of gold, Brittany, sitting alone in a hotel room in what appears to be San Antonio. The bright, shimmering locks of gold are loosely worn as a few strands come over to mask her face. Allowing her shoeless feet to come to rest on the far end of the leather couch, Brittany closes her eyes as a soft sigh of contentness comes forth...-=-

Brittany: The others have found their pieces to the puzzle. They already have placed them together to work upon finding what it is he hides deep inside his tortured soul. As they work on this puzzle, they do count on me to find the last piece that is truly the beginning of all of this to create the key that can unlock the enigmatic puzzle. However, I doubt if I can do such a thing...I am not like the two others in which he hath chosen to surround his being. While it is easy to see why he's chosen Aphrodite..and it's plainly visible why he allowed Kala to be near him..with me, there seems to be no true explanation as to why. I..I mean, I love him..he's the one soul that I truly needed in life to be around in order to bring the real me out and he's given the me the strength to just accept that I am who I am and that I shall not need to worry what the common think of me aslong as I think highly of myself and know what it is I am. While he has given me so much, while he's opened my mind and eyes to see all that is around me...I've given him nothing in return. I've simply used him for what he is and for this...I...I can't allow myself to do this any longer...

-=-...shaking her head a tad, Brittany sits up with her head in his hands. A light sobbing sound is heard eminating from her as her body lightly shakes with the force of her crying. Seconds later, she stands and walks over to the kitchen. Turning the cold water on from the water faucet, she stands and cups her hands together. Filling them with cold water, she splashes her face a few times. Turning off the faucet, Brittany walks out to the patio..her now wet face and hair are greeted by the cold weather in San Antonio. Leaning forward against the railing, Brittany sighs...-=-

Brittany: Two women have already been found as pieces to the puzzle and each woman that has been found has in someway, given a clue to the other slave that has allowed her to find the other piece. With Jennifer, she gave mention of Theresa...of course, Aphrodite relayed that to Kala and she found Theresa. That's what has us staring in a brick wall. There is no lead to follow after Theresa...there is nothing that can be gained from her that can help me. Much like my first days with being alongside him, I've done nothing to help and hath just brought everyone down, yet, I know there is just one more person. I know there is just one last piece of the puzzle to find and once she is found, all will soon come to be unlocked...

-=-...taking one last look at the common as they walk along the Riverwalk in San Antonio, Brittany turns back to the hotel room and walks inside, closing and locking the patio door. As she walks to the couch once again, she see's something out of the corner of her eye. Walking over to it, it seems to be a black leather wallet...-=-

Brittany: His wallet. To think he left out to go have lunch and forgot his wallet...surely he'll be back for it within a few minutes. However, I'm sure he wouldn't mind if I were to just look through his wallet...

-=-...with that being said, Brittany took the wallet and walked over to the couch, sitting down with the wallet in hand. Opening it up, she began to thumb through things. Credit cards, the large amounts of cash in his wallet..a couple of phone cards and business cards. Seeing a few pictures, Brittany started to look through them. In them were a few pictures of the slaves, each one a singles picture and then a group photo of the four of them. Moving along the pictures she found one of Chaos and Missle posing for a press photo with the tag titles over their shoulders and a broad smile on each of their faces. Smiling to herself, Brittany shook her head with a slight laugh as she viewed the next photo...a photo of a young Chaos...Chaos when he was a child, dressed up as Gene Simmons from KISS. Coming to the next two photos...Brittany was silent. One photo was of Chaos and Melissa as children, a candid photo taken of the two standing side by side next to a Christmas tree. The last photo..a more recent photo of Melissa on her own. The look between Brittany and Melissa making it seem as if they were twins. Dropping the wallet..Brittany whispered to herself...-=-

Brittany: ..that's...that's it! She's the last yet first piece of the puzzle! Melissa..it, it all makes sense now..

-=-...being said, Brittany shot up and grabbed her trenchcoat from the coatrack. Opening the door, she left the hotel room, on her way to find the other two slaves. Surely...this enigmatic puzzle will be cracked...-=-

...Messenger of Fear in sight
Dark deception kills the light
Hybrid children watch the sea
Pray for Father, roaming free
Fearless Wretch
Insanity
He watches Lurking beneath the sea
Great Old One
Forbidden site
He searches
Hunter of the Shadows is rising
Immortal
In madness You dwell
Crawling Chaos, underground
Cult has summoned, twisted sound
Out from ruins once possessed
Fallen city, living death
Fearless Wretch
Insanity
He watches Lurking beneath the sea
Timeless sleep
Has been upset
He awakens
Hunter of the Shadows is rising
Immortal
In madness You dwell
Not dead which eternal lie
Stranger aeons Death may die
Drain you of your sanity
In madness You dwell...

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