Hatred...
The word behind everything that has lead Snake-Eyes through his greatest conquests and biggest failures... It's a big reason for his attack on Lei-Yu Sying, not because Sying is a "bad" wrestler, but simply because he is a waste of TWF air time. Snake hates the Blazers, the Somers, the Pipers and even the little no names like Sying and Chung. Snake hates any wrestler that is not him, he doesn't prefer to befriend many, next to none. And so he came from the darkness, the high rafters of the TWF arena and got his first taste of retribution, he carved the word, "BITCH" into the forehead of Lei-Yu Sying and made sure he got his point across that his road to the top of the TWF has begun, sometimes beginning in low places can lead to higher ones in time. Destroying Lei-Yu Sying this Sunday will be Snake's first step in making sure the TWF roster doesn't forget who they should really fear.
--A rooftop, we open on a rooftop. The wind blows lightly on this chilly Spring night, we follow along side of the beautiful Danielle as she walks along the rooftop, dressed in hip hugging flaire blue jeans and a tight black tank top under a black leather jacket. Her long brown hair pulled into a ponytail with one peice of her bangs hanging freely, braided ofcourse. She has her hands inside her jacket pockets as she approaches Snake-Eyes. He is sitting facing off the top of the roof towards the deep dark night time sky, a few stars lit here and there, far off in space. Snake has on his long black trenchcoat over top the TWF offical Snake-Eyes hoodie. His pants are a pair of loose fitting faded blue jeans and his worn boots dawn his feet. His sharp green eyes peirce out into the night as he sits, silent... deep in thought. Dani approaches her husband quietly, pulling her hands from her pockets and placing them on his neck and shoulder area, slowly massaging him lightly as she stands behind him. Snake sighs loudly and looks up at her, she looks down at him with a smile.--
Dani: Feels great out here babe, huh?
Snake: I guess if you have the time to enjoy what surrounds you. I can't get this sickness out of my system.
Dani: What sickness?
Snake: This TWF mess, all those low lifes running around acting like they are somebodies. It is making me sick to have just sat back and let them continue their ways, when I could stop it... I could stop the Marky Chang's and the Renegades... I could silence the Blazers and the Pipers... I could make the TWF a graveyard of washed up nobodies... I know I could all along, I just don't know why I sat back and let them all think they were something for this long.
Dani --leans down kissing Snake on his forehead.--: Well babe, you do whatever you feel is the best possible direction for your life. I am here for you whenever you need me, you know that. And when I watched you attack at the Rising show, it brought back memories of when you used to make sure people like Apollo, sTar and even Maniac Morris feared and respected what you COULD do to them, IF you chose to... I just want you to worry more about being happy then what everyone thinks of you.
Snake: Dani, I am not worried about what any of the TWF low life freaks think about me. I am worried about my peice of the pie, my rights to be where I should be. I can out fly, out wrestle and out brawl most of these low lifes that they call superstars in the TWF... this is about me, what I want, what I deserve... retribution is my mission, it won't end until I am the TWF World champion... wait and see.
Dani: Remember when you signed with TWF you told me it wasn't about the titles, it was just because you missed the ring... why the change baby, why now?
--Snake slowly rises to his feet, Dani lets go of his shoulders as he turns to face her, he looks down at her, his green eyes staring right into her soft brown eyes. Snake sighs and moves her braided bangs away from her face and behind her ear, he leans in softly kissing Dani on her lips.--
Snake: This is enough Dani, I don't need to explain my actions, I just need to continue with them. The TWF will not respect or fear me unless I take their respect and fear... unless I make sure that they know what they are f@#$ing with, the World championship belongs in the hands of a true fighter, a true champion... that is me, time will show them all. No one will survive what I am going to do... no one.
--Before Dani can even speak Snake walks away from her. He walks along the roof top towards the entrance back into the building. Dani takes a deep breath and closes her eyes before letting it out and then hurrying along to follow Snake as we fade to black.--
--Reopen hours later, a graveyard by the looks of our surroundings, tombstones lining a long metal, spiked fence. The sky is late, late night, dark and cloudly now. The cameras move along until they come to the largest of the headstones, this one on top of a large hill in the center of this graveyard, and on top of it crotched over beside the large concrete cross... there beside this cross, perched and waiting is Snake-Eyes. His black RayBan's line his face and his long flowing trenchcoat comes down and hangs along the edge of this huge headstone. Snake cracks his neck to the left, then right. And speaks slowly.--
Snake: You see alot has changed in the TWF since even last month, nothing for the better, everything for the worse. Dangerous Danny Firestarter taking over seemed like a good idea, problem was half the TWF roster either ran away in fear with their tails between their legs and the half that stayed minus maybe 6 people, well they are all worthless. I sat and watched this sick turn of events take place and stayed silent, in the shadows waiting, watching... wanting my turn to come, and I waited and waited... took the Cruiserweight championship and Generation championship... nothing happened. So I waited some more, Brujah ducked and ran from me, and my opponents were a little less then worth two cents of thought. Grinnin, what has happened to him since I left him laied out in pain in the center of the TWF ring? Nothing, he went away, learned his lesson. Then came the Icon, a Cruiserweight title match, he won... but not until after the arena went black and someone attacked and laied me out for him to make an easy cover... but then what does he do, GETS booted in order to elude my retribution... but then I saw this Lei-Yu Sying freak coming to the ring at Rising. I sat perched in the rafters waiting for Chang and Renegade to put on one of their shitty matches, but I couldn't sit and watch any longer. The TWF had finally went and pissed me off, sending this idiot to the ring, and even trying to make him wrestle a match... so Lei-Yu Sying got what he had coming, a wake up call. I ascended down upon you Sying, and you never knew what hit you, or why... all jokes aside let me tell you what hit you and why.
--Snake does a front flip, landing on his feet with a thud to the cold hard ground, stirring up a small bit of dust. He slowly rises to a standing position and rolls his shoulders before continuing.--
Snake: See Sying, it is really not personal, and really not even your fault I busted into you. You are going to be an example of things to come for this TWF wrestling federation, your a symbol in fear. After this Sunday, the Fire Within will burn you so bad, you are never ever going to head to ring with atleast not looking to the rafters and praying that the Snake don't ascend down onto you and rain on you with pain. I sat earlier today and watched that promo you aired Sying and I must say, most impressive. If you speaking skills are a prelude to your in ring ability then this match should be one for the record books... one of the shortest in TWF history. Your man, Crevan Blake sure had alot to say. Maybe too much, and if he wants to come down to ring side at Fire Within I am sure I could gladly rain on his day as well. You see Sying, your buddy Crevan thinks his words of wisdom were so "over my head", as if I couldn't sense the sarcasim in his voice. Crevan I hope you sit with Sying as he watches this and make sure Sying knows this wasn't a well thought out plan, I just ascended on him, ripped into him and decided he would be the first to fall to the Coma Black... Crevan you seem like a pretty down to Earth kind of smart ass, you'll understand everything I am saying today. All egos aside, your boy Sying is dead meat, I plan on not leaving the ring, win lose or darw this Sunday without making sure poor Sying doesn't finally get that stay in the hospital bed. He seemed to be eyeing it up pretty bad, enjoying the scenary I hope. After I get done with Sying, I plan on grabbing ahold of you too Crevan and making sure you know why Lei-Yu should stay in his own league, his own league is somewhere in the indies, NOT TWF. And he won't make it in the rebirth of the TWF, the apocalypse will destroy the weak, and Sying is part of the weak. Crevan you are not stupid, so don't open your mouth about things you don't understand... and you don't understand me, you don't understand the darkness that fills my heart, the hate I feel for the people that surround me in this business. Crevan you know nothing of my parents, nothing of my childhood and nothing of anything that has ever happened in my entire life... your term "LOSER" is and has to be a simple attempt to push buttons.
--Snake sighs as he crosses his arms, walking slowly along the graveyard, passing tombstone after tombstone.--
Snake: Your attempts will fail, and I am not worried about anything other then my mission as of now. The TWF needs something badly, that something is me, not Sying... You are being used Sying, if you understand what that terms means you won't show your face at the pay per view, if you do know... you won't even bother wasting the pain it will take to endure what I am planning for you this weekend. Alot has got to come together and having a man like Blake doing all your talking is no way to even make a name foryeal, getting butchered by Snake-Eyes could be a way to get your career long stamp as another freak, another match. You see if you and your boy Crevan would have researched your attacker better you would realize the term loser is everything short of nothing to do with this man right here... Snake-Eyes is about, fear... respect... retribution and POWER! Snake-Eyes is a champion where ever he wrestles and feared competitor wherever he roams. I am Snake-Eyes, just incase you forgot who dropped from above and hurt you Sying, it was me! And it was nothing, Crevan you stated it was my best and it only stunner Sying, HA HA HA... MY BEST?! Come on already, that was a nice spice of a quick and brutal beat down, a few stiff bat shots and a quick Striking Distance, that was nothing compared to the real hurting Snake puts people through. Ask Brujah or Grinnin, or Chris Quinn what it was like to be in the ring with me, ask them! They will tell you winning feels like losing against me, I will put everything and more on the line just to make sure I bring pain to whoever I face in the squared circle. Now Drevan you stated that I wouldn't care what you had said, and I will tell you now you were right... your worthless to the battle between me and Sying's life as a wrestler, you are a nothing a d no factor, a cancel out and go home worthy nothing. I did pay close attention to the fact Sying is your tool, you must work through him to try and make him work out your fantasies of being in the ring, throwing down and being a "superstar". News flash has to be this, your not going to get far with Sying, after this Sunday he will only be remembered as a mere blood stain on the canvas, a motionless mess left after a hurricane called SNAKE passes through. Time will pass and the match time will grow closer and closer, keep Sying focused I want a brutal showdown, a bloody and messy match... but in the end Drevan, Sying won't be enough to contain the force I am bringing down upon TWF... Sying the days will go fast, the nights even faster, train for pain, be ready for anything... The Fire Within will grow hotter and hotter and then BA'AM... you will be in STRIKING DISTANCE, and once your placed straight into the PiTT... I will give you a BYTE, a byte way more brutal and way more fatal then your little taste of venom at Rising, then only then will you both realize just what I mean when I say... when this snake bytes, it's FATAL.
--Snake sighs again, placing his open left hand into the air and shrugging off any more comments, he turns away from the camera heading into the now, foggy graveyard. Our scene slowly fading to black.--
~ ..:: To Be Continued ::.. ~
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