Ichabod broods to himself while sitting on one of the rock outcroppings. A bandage is wrapped around his head, blood filling the superabsorbent pockets that line it.
Earlier Steve had suspended him upside down from the roof of the cavern with weights on his wrists and ankles. He had been made to watch Jug's promo like this. As soon as it was over, Steve told him to climb the rope, upside down. He got halfway up and got tangled, lost his temper and began jerking on the rope. He had come loose and he had plummeted nearly 45 feet to the stone floor... busting his skull in the process. Steve had promised a bandage... after Ichabod got strapped back up and climbed the damn rope upside down. Now he sat thinking about that promo.
How interesting... you beat this legend, this Ghost in your debut match. This is irony in its best form. Let me tell you about this "legend." Two years ago I fought a threeway match as my debut in rDw... against none other than Ghost and his partner The Josh. Yeah, I beat him, both of them, then went on to wrestle another match that same night to win the television title... on MY DEBUT NIGHT, Juggernaut. Ever since then, I'd kicked your "legend" around rDw for like eight months. In those eight months he went from hero to zero in that fed as I went on to hold every stinking title they had. Hell, I even ended up running the place. Legend indeed.
Then you talk of taking BG to the extreme. Hell, been down that road as well. I took him farther than you could ever imagine. You ever run a mill? Hell no you haven't, or I'd have heard of you. BG ran it, he ran it because I made him, and oh yes, he won. He won, but at a great price. He nearly f'cking died at the hands of that damned mystery guy.
Ichabod nods to where Steve is standing. Steve nods back and then reaches into his pack and pulls out a tape. He inserts it into the AV system he has set up in the cave. As the tape rolls, it shows the mystery guy beating the hell out of BG on several occasions... costing him matches, tormenting him as he tried to build a relationship with Deidre, and basically making his life a living hell. Ichabod is heard laughing his ass off. The tape stops and Ichabod continues to express his mirth.
He reaches into Steve's pack himself and pulls out two things. One is a small framed photograph, and one is a cloth. He brings the photo close to the camera and it shows Deidre... in a loving embrace with BG. But upon closer look, the picture of BG is just something that has been added over the picture containing Deidre. Ichabod plucks the BG picture off tossing it away, and the real picture is revealed... Deidre in a loving embrace with Ichabod. The other object now comes up to the camera... It is the mystery man's mask. Ichabod is nearly overtaken with laughter at BG's expense.
You see, Jug, the point of this is that these accomplishments that you brag about and feel have made your career so great, I've already done them threefold. When you brag about beating these guys, it only proves to me that you have a hell of a long way to go before you are up to my speed. You may have held the title for two months before I came, but back then, there was no Ichabod here, and there was no Broken Halo. But now, the game has been taken to the next level, and you are WAY out of your league. I took these men to the extreme, and I took their enemies to the extreme, and now I will take you. I will take your title, and I WILL take your name off the champions page at WXW.com. How does it feel to be outdone, outclassed, and generally outquaffed in every possible way? Hurts don't it? You have been replaced, seen measured and found wanting, and your services are no longer needed. It is time for a new champion to take your place in the ranks. It is time for you to get out there and earn your bread instead of just playing shadow boxing with these pathetic men you look up to.
What is it you are trying to aspire to by making these men your heros? It wont' get you very far, I promise you that, boy. And I'll tell you another thing, beating up surgically altered nurses doesn't impress me much either. Am I supposed to be scared that you can take a woman who's job it is to make people feel good? Am I supposed to be proud of the fact that I get to step into the ring with the "King of Criminal Domestic Violence?" Just try and assault me like that, and I'll bitch thump your sorry ass right out of that damn ring!
F'ckin choad.
Ichabod laughs as Steve cuts the feed on the camera.
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