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![]() I've been stripped of my title... I've been stripped of my pride... And I have been stripped of any faith I might have had left for my dear bother Sean. I thought he had changed. I thought that he could control the demons of his past, and for once in his life, act as a normal humen being, as a brother. It's no secret that I used to be just as dastardly as Sean. I used to try and kill people just like him. I used to tourture opponents, and get an euphoric feeling from it all. The difference is, I changed my ways. I learned to function in a normal envirnment. Sean didn't, Sean can't. The last time we met inside of the ring, he brought my demonic past out of me. Because of him, I did things that I thought I would never do again. But what happened between us before is nothing compared to the onslought that Sean Graves is going to face now. He thinks I pride myself on being better than him? No, I don't. I look at him as an equal. He is my brother, and we share the same life force. What seperates me from Sean is the way I conduct myself. That's what makes me a better person than Sean, but guess what? That's out the window now. Sean Graves wants a war, and Sean Graves is going to get a war. This week, I have a number one contenders match for the US title. I could care less. I am past titles, I am past win loss records. Now, my only goal is to destory the mistake that our mother made, and that is my brother Sean Graves. Sean, I just want you to remember one thing... you started this, not me. You were the one to draw first blood... Snow Job has officialy marked the end of Micheal Graves. Consider this the last great run of Micheal Graves, and it end only when either Sean or myself is out of the picture... perminitly! The scene opens inside of a local bar. Micheal Graves is sitting in the back of the bar, almost hidden by the shaddows. The table is covered in empty bottles of vodka. Micheal is sitting slumped over the bar, looking like he is on the verge of passing out. He is still dressed in his Snow Job attire, and the blood from Seans chair shots has dried and crusted over his face and parts of his chest. Suddenly a familer face walks towards Micheal. It's his former manager, and current editer of the XWF Magazine, Terry Blackstone. Terry slowly approches Micheal, and takes a seat across the table from him. The two sit there in silence for a moment. Micheal not even acknowlaging the presenceof Terry. Finally Terry decides to speak up. Terry Blackstone Are you ok? There is no answer from Micheal. He just continues looking down into his empty glass. Terry Blackstone I saw what happened... This time Micheal looks up. You can see the fury inhis eyes as he responds to Terry. Micheal Graves Everybody saw what happened! Sean Graves ruined the best thing that's ever happened to either of us! Terry Blackstone Micheal, you'll get another title reign ifthat's what you mean. Micheal Graves No Terry, I could care less about the titles right now... The fact that for a short time, for the first time... Sean and I were brothers. We were a family, and at Snow job, he took that, and he threw it right in the fucking garbage! Terry Blackstone So what now? Micheal Graves Revenge... Terry Blackstone Are you sure that's the correct path to take? Why not talk to him first, maybe you two can work this out. Micheal Graves I'm done talking Terry. The time for talking ended after about the 30th fucking chair shot to the head. There is an uncomforable silence. Terry isn't sure what to say, but at the same time he wants to help his friend. Terry Blackstone Ok, then what happens after you beat Sean? Micheal Graves Beat? I don't care about getting a win over Sean. What I want to do is rip his heart from his chest! Terry Blackstone Maybe you should go home Micheal, clean yourself up and get some rest. Micheal Graves Don't tell me what to do! Your not my manager anymore Terry, and further more, you don't know what's going on right now! Terry Blackstone Yes I do, Sean felt you were holding him back, and he split from you. In the process of doing so, it looks like he split your head pretty good to, because your sure not thinking straight! If you want a match with Sean, get one, but don't sit here and think about how your going to kill him, your better than that! Micheal Graves Am I? Am I really Terry? Because I don't think so, I think I'm far worse than Sean, and that's what's eating me up the most. Sure, he tried to end my career the other night, but it was only pay back. An eye for an eye. Terry Blackstone What are you talking about? Micheal Graves Nothing... Don't worry about it. Terry Blackstone Listen Micheal, I know your upset, but you really need to straighten up. You've got a match on Anarchy against Christian Connolly for a shot at the Canadian Title. Micheal Graves And I care? Terry Blackstone You should. Dispite the problems with you and Sean, you've still got a career to focus on. Micheal Graves Yeah... a career... Terry Blackstone Listen man, let me take you home, please. Micheal sits there for a moment without saying a word, then finally.. Micheal Graves Ok... To be continued.... |
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