OOC: Finding the truth, one day at a time.

[The Hunt is on: From All Cylinders]
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The motherfuckers got in my head
Trying to make me someone else instead

It's my world now

Mama, why's it rainin' in my room
Cheer up boy clouds will move on soon
Heavy fog got me lost inside
Gonna sit right back and enjoy this ride

It's my world
You can't have it
It's my world, it's my world
It's my world

I'm out of my head, out of my head
Get 'em out of my head, out of my head
Get 'em out

Who's in charge of my head today
Dancin' devils in angels way

It's my time now

Look out motherfuckers here I come
Gonna make my head my home
The sons of bitches tried to take my head
Tried to make me someone else instead

It's my world
You can't have it
It's my world, it's my world
It's my world

I'm out of my head, out of my head
Get 'em out of my head, out of my head
Get 'em out

Not only do I not know the answer
I don't even know what the question is

God it feels like it only rains on me

Not only do I not know the answer
I don't even know what the question is

I'm out of my head, out of my head
Get 'em out of my head, out of my head
Get 'em out

Enough's enough
-----"My World" - Metallica

~*It's been awhile since you've all heard my voice. It's been awhile since my voice has graced the covers of your television sets and spoke with pure confidence. But the wait is over ladies and gentlemen, I'm back...bitches!!!!! I'm back with pure confidence that you all loved. I'm back with the sexy voice that made women wet their panty hose. Ladies...don't deny it...you know it's true. Some wonder who is the man behind the voice. Some wonder who is the man who introduces you to the epitome of excellence. Well ladies and gentlemen, refer to me as the cocky narrator no longer. Don't refer to me as that narrator who's head is up his ass. No...no...from now on, you refer to me as "The Truth". You see ladies and gentlemen you all call me "The Truth" because it's exactly what I bring to you. I bring you all the truth. No matter what goes on in the world, no matter what the tide might bring in, I will always bring you....."The Truth". For the last couple of weeks, "The Truth" hasn't been on his game. "The Truth" has been telling lies. "The Truth" has not lived up to the name. But this week...this week is different from all of the rest. On this week "The Truth" will give it to you straight up. There is no beating around the bush. There is no if's and's or but's about it. "The Truth" will tell you the truth baby, and the honest to God truth is.....is that we are about to dawn on the beginning of a new era my friends. Lock up your doors, hide your children...because when the Chaos Heat Zone presents to you Uprising, it will pave the ways for other companies in the field of entertainment. Isn't that the truth?...yes, it is. You know it is, "The Truth" knows it's the truth. When the Chaos Heat Zone presents Uprising, feuds will be settled and "The Truth" will be known to everyone. By the end of Wednesday night, we will all know who is the superior being...and who is the inferior. New champions will be crowned and egos will be shattered. Blood will be shed and bones will be broken. "The Truth" knows that this is true, you know it's true...and but there's one person who will defy the odds that are placed on him. There's one person who will shut you pundits up. There's just one person by the end of Wednesday night who will really stand superior. That one man...is our Canadian Sensation...Sean Andretti.

The real Truth...is that this is Sean Andretti's world...and you all just live in it. The truth is...the ring that you fools wrestle in, the same ring you all use to prove a point, the ring that you all use to get out your anger, your aggression, is Sean Andretti's. This is Sean Andretti's world and Metallica said it best. You can't break Sean Andretti's world. You can't shake Sean Andretti's world and you can't have Sean Andretti's world. You all tried to take what was rightfully Sean's and some have succeeded...but most have failed. But at Uprising, enough is enough. J Stevenson, Sean Andretti's world gets back on track. Stevenson, Sean Andretti's world spins back to normal and you become the well known bitch of our Canadian Sensation. The Canadian Sensation will be your king, and you will become the peasant. The world that you once lived in Stevenson, will now crumble and fall. When Thursday comes around, your world will be nothing but dust. Your world will nothing more than just a mere memory and an afterthought in the mind's of everyone. J, you stepped into an unknown territory, you crossed the boundries by backstabbing Sean Andretti and with every action...there is a reaction. His reaction...wiping the floor with what you have left...and retaining glory. The hours turn into minutes, the minutes turn into seconds, the weeks turn into days...and J, you have very few of those left. Be prepared to meet your maker...because just as he made you...he can just as well...break you. Be ready...for the fight of your life...and your very last. Ladies and Gentlemen.....

"The Truth".....has been spoken.

[With Stacy Andretti.....]

~*The scene opens up inside of a hotel room. The sounds of the television nearby tells you that this person was previously watching the news. FOX News. The sounds of the FOX News anchor giving the viewers a story is heard throughout the room, along with the water of a shower, hitting the tub. Steam comes out of the bathroom and the water from the shower ends. The shower curtain is heard swinging open and as that happens, the ring tone from a cell phone rings loudly. The person steps out of the bathroom and the person is Stacy Andretti. She looks wet, obviously from the shower she just took...and came out of and rushes to her cell phone, holding her towel to try and hold herself from "falling out" in front of the cameras. Stacy grabs her cell phone, brings it up to her ear, turns the television down and sits on the bed, bringing her towel up as she answers the phone.~*

Stacy Andretti: Hello?

Voice: They found him!!!

Stacy Andretti: What?! Who is this?

Voice: Shawn Hunt, don't recognize the voice?

Stacy Andretti: No. They found him...but...where, when...is he alright?

Shawn Hunt: Save your questions little lady. Just meet me in the lobby. It's not nice to keep a young man like myself waiting you know.

Stacy Andretti: What, you're in the lobby?.....what the f.....

Shawn Hunt: Hold it!!! A pretty lady like yourself shouldn't be using words like those.

Stacy Andretti: Whatever.

Shawn Hunt: Well, I figured I tell you...since I'm on the way to the hospital here in Montana and all.

Stacy Andretti: Yeah, great...I'll put some clothes on and I'll meet you down there in ten.

Shawn Hunt: Alright...whoa, wait.

Stacy Andretti: What now?

Shawn Hunt: Did you just say you didn't have any clothes on?

Stacy Andretti: Yeah, what's your point?

Shawn Hunt: Can I come up to see you naked?

~*Stacy Andretti slams her phone shut and throws it on the bed...which obviously meant no. Stacy gets up off of the bed and grabs her clothes and lays them out. She then sees the camera, walks up to it and puts her towel over it so no one can see her get changed. The scene fades.~*

~*The cameras fade in with the elevator in the lobby opening. Several people walk out those people being bellhoppers, people carrying suitcases and etc. From the mass of people out walks Stacy Andretti with the look on her face that definately says she means business. Shawn Hunt gets up from the couch in the lobby and goes to greet her, but she pays him no attention and walks right on by. Shawn Hunt runs up to her to try and catch up.~*

Shawn Hunt: Whatever happened to greeting people. You know, saying hi, giving a smile, you know...a hug, something like that.

Stacy Andretti: We don't do that anymore. Now, let's go. Give me the keys.

Shawn Hunt: Oh, so now you make me wait thirty minutes, you don't even greet me...let me see you naked...and now you want the keys to my car?

Stacy Andretti: Right now.

Shawn Hunt: Well.....

~*Shawn Hunt holds up the keys to his car and Stacy snatches them away. They then enter the car and as Hunt enters he nods his head and smirks.~*

Shawn Hunt: Geez, not even a thank you. I swear...women.

Stacy Andretti: Get In!!!!!

Shawn Hunt: Are you going to be bossing me around all day?

Stacy Andretti: I will, if you don't shut up and get inside.

Shawn Hunt: It's my car.

Stacy Andretti: I don't have time for this.

~*Stacy Andretti puts the car in the ignition and starts the car up. Shawn Hunt then gives her a grin, puts his hand up and gets inside.~*

Shawn Hunt: Alright, Alright...you win.

Stacy Andretti: I knew you'd see things my way...now let's go.

~*Shawn Hunt goes to turn on the radio and Stacy Andretti slaps his hand away. Stacy then speeds off in the vehicle as the scene fades.~*

[With Sean Andretti.....]

~*The cameras open up inside of a hospital room. The room is kept is very good order and the room is in very good shape. The cameras are behind a curtain and on the camera side there is no one, but we can make out a silhouette of two individuals. One individual is Sean Andretti and the other is a nurse. Water can be heard and the nurse is instructing Sean to lift his arm up, but Sean doesn't cooperate. We can tell what the nurse and the Canadian Sensation is doing.~*

Nurse: Sean please lift up your left arm.

The Canadian Sensation: Why, what for?

Nurse: Because I have to give you your sponge bath.

The Canadian Sensation: Why now?

Nurse: Because it's six thirty and it's my job. If I don't give you a sponge bath three times a day, I might get fired and I don't want that.

The Canadian Sensation: Missing one sponge bath won't kill you miss. You're pretty attractive, you can get a job anywhere you want.

Nurse: Thank you...but I don't want a job anywhere else. I like working here.

The Canadian Sensation: I like staring at your outfit.

Nurse: I can tell.

The Canadian Sensation: How?

Nurse: I don't want to get into that, but Mr. Andretti can you please let me finish this bath...and I will be on my way.

The Canadian Sensation: I don't want one, I'm fine. I hate this fucking place.

Nurse: Mr. Andretti, I will have to get my boss if you don't cooperate. Please let me finish here.

The Canadian Sensation: No. Go get your boss, what's he going to do?

Nurse: I don't know.

The Canadian Sensation: And plus, it's nice staring at you. You're so pretty.

Nurse: Stop doing that. That's it...I can do this anymore. I'm getting my boss.

The Canadian Sensation: Fine...leave me!

~*The angered nurse snaps the curtain back to the way it was before and yes she is very attractive. She throws her sponge inside of the bowl and storms out of the room. A smile comes across the face of the Canadian Sensation and he proceeds to put back on his hospital wardrobe.~*

The Canadian Sensation: Through hell...or high water...I'm getting out of here.

~*The cuts and bruises on Sean Andretti are still there and he struggles to get out of the hospital bed. He grabs his crutches and limps over to the nearby window. The Canadian Sensation opens the hospital window and is caught with a nasty breeze, but he pays it no mind and throws his crutches out of the window. The crutches catch nothing but concrete and Sean Andretti looks down the three stories to the ground and gulps. Sean then limps over with the best strength that he has and with his sheets make a rope and then throws it out of the window but still holds on to it. Sean then grabs a nearby chair and ties the remaining sheet to it and puts the chair by the window. The Canadian Sensation then does the cross on his body and kisses up to the sky, asking for strength from God. Sean Andretti then leaps on the windowsill and looks back at the door to see if anyone sees him. Nobody appears from the door and Sean crawls down the bed sheets the best he can to get to the ground below. Due to his injuries, the crawl to the ground below is strenuous and he can't keep it up anymore. The Canadian Sensation swings from side to side between the second and first stories and looks down to see an open dumpster. Sean Andretti then looks up and sees that the chair is hanging outside of the window. The Canadian Sensation then takes a deep breath and lets go of the bed sheet and goes crashing two floors above the ground along with the chair and the bed sheet to the dumpster and the garbage below. Surprisingly, Sean Andretti is still alive and the chair that fell out of the window did not hit him. Sean Andretti is shaken up by the fall and it hurts him to move. The Canadian Sensation then opens his eyes and looks up in the sky and at the window he just fell out of. After several minutes of trying to gain his composure, he slowly rises to his feet and takes a banana peel off of his head. Sean Andretti slowly and watching his every motion to not further whatever curing injuries he has gets out of the dumpster and grabs his crutches. He dusts himself off of the trash that he fell on, picks up his crutches and struggles to the streets...but as he reaches the sidewalk from the alleyway, a scream from a woman is heard and from three stories up the woman's voice is heard.~*

Nurse: HE ESCAPED!!!!!

~*The Canadian Sensation then looks up at the window he fell out of once again and sees that the boss of the nurse is looking directly at him. Sean Andretti then shoots the boss and the nurse a smile and with his voice sounding a little differently today yells up at the two....~*

The Canadian Sensation: You're damn right!!!!! Try to stop me!!!!!

~*Sean Andretti laughs and continues walking with his crutches as the nurse and the boss run away from the window. Sean Andretti then walks down the block with pedestrians staring him in the face as if he was crazy. Sean reaches the end of the sidewalk and then walks into the middle of the street...barefoot. A car speeds up to meet Andretti and it comes to a screeching halt. The Canadian Sensation puts his crutches up in the air as if to surrender and then stares at the driver and the passenger...who are revealed to be Stacy Andretti...and Shawn Hunt. Stacy Andretti shuts the car off and gives her husband a confused look and exits the car with Shawn Hunt. She slowly walks to Sean and gives him a huge hug while he stares at Hunt, clueless.~*

Shawn Hunt: What...the hell?

Stacy Andretti: You're really...alive. I knew you wouldn't die on me.

The Canadian Sensation: Die?...not yet.

Stacy Andretti: I love you.

Shawn Hunt: Whoa, wait...Sean, why the hell are you standing in the middle of the street with those clothes on...and dude, you smell like garbage, what the hell happened?

The Canadian Sensation: I escaped the hospital.

Shawn Hunt: How'd you manage to do that?

The Canadian Sensation: It doesn't matter how, I'm on a mission.

Stacy Andretti: And what's that babe?

The Canadian Sensation: That mission is Uprising. (Sean Andretti looks over at a nearby camera) J, Impossible...is...nothing.

Stacy Andretti: I think we should go, come on...before someone sees you.

Shawn Hunt: If the man wants to stay in the street, let him stay there.

Stacy Andretti: Didn't I tell you to shut up earlier?

Shawn Hunt: Uh...no.

~*The nurse and her boss come running down the block as Shawn Hunt, Stacy Andretti and Sean Andretti enter their car. They get close to the car but they fail as Stacy hits the gas, runs the red light and speeds off. The boss and the nurse then gather their breath and walk back to the hospital...as the cameras fade.~*

[Switching Gears: With Jeffery Archibald.....]

Dreams
Hold fast to dreams,
for if dreams die.

Life is a broken-winged bird,
that cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams,
for when dreams go.

Life is a barren field
frozen with snow.
by Langston Hughes

~*The cameras open up on a bright sunny day in Seattle, Washington. The mood is very solemn as we several men and women in black and white leave to go their seperate ways. We can tell that a funeral service was just held, because of a coffin that lies in the front. We catch a glimpse of three people standing in front of the coffin, those people being Tracy Andersen, Marcus Menace and Jeffery Archibald. Tracy stares at her cold, dead husband and she can't help but crying. Marcus Menace stands over her to let her know that she is safe and Jeffery Archibald stands in front of the coffin, with his hands in his face, with a blank stare. After several minutes of the moment of silence, Tracy wipes her tears away and Marcus grabs her shoulders. Marcus then pats Jeffery on the shoulder and directs Tracy the other way.~*

Marcus Menace: We'll be in the car, if you need us.

~*Jeffery Archibald nods his head in approval and keeps his blank stare on the coffin. Archibald then looks up in the sky, walks back a couple of rows of chairs and sits in the back. Archibald then leans over with his hands to his face and looks at the podium where the pastor once stood.~*

Jeffery Archibald: Dreams. When I was two...my dream was to become a firefighter. There was always something about saving lives and rescuing people that always appealed to me. Being known as a life saver had always intrigued me when I was a child. Being the youngest of my brothers, living in a home full with poverty, it was something I wanted to be one day. It was a dream of mine. As a young child, I wanted nothing more than to be rich. To get my family out of the slums and provide for each and every one of them. I truely believed that being a firefighter would do exactly that. And then at eight, I wanted to be a police officer. The firefighter dream would diminish and I would want to be a cop. Taking on the bad guys, fighting on crime, saving the world was something I wanted to do.....but my entire opinion on life changed. My outlook on life was different, everything turned for the worse...once my parents died.

I had to witness the death of my father right in front of my eyes. I had to witness a man that I never knew, or heard of, pump five bullets inside the brain of my father Nathaniel and to this very fucking day, I have never forgotten it. My mother Katie then later died of an unknown cause and it left me scarred. Nobody in our family would take us...so we were left with nothing. We were left in the streets. We were left in an orphanage. Or a foster home...as they now call it.

~*Jeffery Archibald rises from his seat and moves in a little closer, to get an even closer look at the coffin and the dead body. Jeffery Archibald then gets up again and goes to the coffin and looks at the dead body. He then runs his hand along the coffin, staring at the camera through the corner of his eye.~*

Jeffery Archibald: You see, then and there, the dreams of becoming a firefighter, the dreams of getting my family out of poverty, the dreams of becoming a police officer would be forgotten. With the death of my parents...and being put out into the world at a young age, it would be something I never wanted, it would be something that scarred me. My dreams would be shattered thanks to those criminals. My dreams would be something I thought would never happen. My whole life would be corrupted. The only dreams that I had were to see the faces of my parents again. I dream of meeting Katie and Nathaniel again and I still do to this day. I dream of them being back in my life again. I dream of them being alive again. I know that until I die, I will never see them again. I know that I will never meet them again...and what sickens me is, I never got to know any of them. I never knew what my mom and dad's birthday was, I never knew what a fucking home was. I never knew what Christmas was like. I never knew what being normal was. The only dreams I had were to get out of foster care. I never liked being there and I hated being there for the nine years that I was there but one man rearranged my life. He put my life back on the track to success. He took me and made me what I am today. He made believe again. He made me see the light. He made me start to have dreams again...and now damnit I'm doing it. I'm living...my...dream, and I lived it last Wednesday Night.

On Wednesday Night, I got the chance of a lifetime, I received my dream wish and I finally got the opportunity to wrestle in a debut match. That match was against J Stevenson and I succeeded. On Wednesday Night, I achieved my goal and not only did I get a chance to get a match in the Chaos Heat Zone, I won the match. I lived the dream.....and did the unthinkable. I...defeated...J Stevenson...and it wasn't by a fluke. Nobody believed I would do it. Nobody thought a kid from out of nowhere would come out of nowhere and have J down for the count, but damnit I did it and now I'm still living the dream. Lord, please...never wake me up from this.

~*Jeffery Archibald then walks over and takes a seat in front of the coffin.~*

Jeffery Archibald: Richard Andersen...the proud husband of Tracy. I'm sure you were quite the man. I'm sure you were quite the husband and even though we've never met, even though we've never shared a conversation, I know for a fact...that God will reward you for living the kind of life that you lived. It's just a tragedy that a man such as yourself has to leave this Earth...and it's all because of him. It's sad that you will never see your wife again, the same way I won't ever see my family again...because of him. Because of you J. Because of you, you have drawn a family apart and now a man is dead as a result. And was killing this innocent man, really worth it?...I think not. Stevenson last week, you talked the talk and you acted as if fighting me was a walk in the park. Stevenson, you know nothing about my history...or where I'm from and my beating to you...proved it...but you showed your true colors. You showed the true criminal in you...but forming the plan you did. You showed what a gutless bastard you are, by having Johnathan Wildside kidnap me and beat me to a bloody pulp. You showed your true colors by giving my client Sean Andretti a superkick off of a bridge. J, are you that jealous of my client?.....are you jealous that he is the one getting all of the fame, the glory, getting all of the endorsement contracts...and you aren't?...well, there's nothing to be jealous of. It's just the way the cookie crumbles my friend. It's just the way life goes...and Stevenson, how's the thing with your lawyer doing?...It seems like you finally gave up on your attempts to gain that money from me. I told you that you weren't getting your money...it's about time you came to your senses and believed me. Now...Stevenson...Johnathan Wildside...believe this. Believe that when I head to Uprising, there will be hell to pay. You better believe that if I get another dream match Wildside...that I will have your head. You better believe and mark my words Wildside, because whenever I get that match...you'll find out what trouble is...and who is the best damn wrestler...period.

~*The cameras get a close up on the intensity on the face of Jeffery Archibald...as the cameras fade.~*

[From the Inside.....]

Another memory and I'm asking myself
How can I let the past be the past.
Once and for all take a hold of the future
And not let it control what I aspire to have.
I see where my decisions have brought me.
What's done is done and it's time to start again.
Can't let it tear me in two or waste me away.
I gotta believe.

Chorus:
Cause this is now.
How can I change tomorrow if I can't change today.
This is now.

If I control myself I control my destiny.
What I've seen and what I've been through has made me who I am.
There was a time in my life where I had no desire to carry on.
I couldn't see a place for me or a will to survive.
I never thought to rely on myself or the beliefs that I have denied.

Chorus:
But this is now.
How can I can change tomorrow if I can't change today.
This is now.

If I control myself I control my destiny.
If I control myself I control my tomorrow.
I got to change today.
Cause this is now.

How can I change tomorrow if I can't change today.
I must control myself if I'm to control my destiny.
Cause this is now.
Cause this is now.
How can I change tomorrow if I can't change today.
This is now.

If I control myself I control my destiny.
----"This is Now" - Hatebreed

"Many of you ask what's the deal with the songs as of late. Many of you wonder what is this about. Many of you want answers to the many questions you hold. What the songs are about is to prove a point. The point of today is that this is now. That this is my time to shine. J Stevenson, I control my own destiny. I control my tommorrow...and my future. I control what goes on in my career. Not you, not our owner, no one. Stevenson, I said that missing Uprising would be inevitable...and J, it looks to be like I'm going to be there. Through hell or high water, I'm going to be there. You will be seeing me step inside the ring with you. It doesn't matter whether I'm hurt or not, have these cuts and bruises that I suffered on your hands, because in the end...I will be getting the last laugh. In the end, throwing me off of a bridge will mean absolutely nothing. In the end, I will be the one victorious. J, you thought that I was going to be done for. You thought that I would not make it to Uprising...but just like the critics, just like those non-believers, just like those who thought they'd never see me in the Chaos Heat Zone...they were wrong. Dead wrong. I will be there...and I will be coming for you. Stevenson, what you don't tend to realize is that during our days of being together, I was always known as the smart one. I was always known as the one who would always give us advantage mentally. I was always known as the person in the Elite Impact Players who would always do something to keep the focus on us, but now J...we are no longer together and now I will have the edge mentally. Because you see, whenever people think they have me figured out, whenever people think they know what I am about to do, I do something that no one would ever expect. J Stevenson, this time things won't be different. This time things won't change. This time is for real. This time around, I have something lined up for you. Something...rather someone...from your past...who you treated like shit. Someone from your past who knows you better than I do. Someone from your past who is going to give me all the edge I need. Someone who will give me the insight. That someone is someone you know really well, J. That someone...is someone who you will have to wait to see. I hope you like surprises J...because this surprise will be one for the books...I guarantee it."