>> The Eternal God


* A clip begins to play. 5,4,3.....*

(The screen cuts to black. to the parking lot. A shiny black limo enters the parking garage and comes to a stop, with the engine still running. Platinum Perry is snooping around with a mic, trying to find out who it is in the limo, before the driver exits and opens the door. Perry drops the mic in shock as the crowd erupts....before the screen cuts off.)

Sunday, January 30th, 2005.

|| With a few cigarette burn type cuts the clip fades away. We are inside the Leon City Civic Center. IcE has won the eternal title just moments ago. The audience is clearing out and the DRWF theme is slowly fading out as the last fans leave their seats. We look up in the rafters and see merely a shadow, a sillouhette. The figure paces back and forth, and stops for a moment, looking on amongst the blood stained ring. He takes in the distinct feeling around him, and stops in his tracks. He begins to clap his hands together. A voice emits from the shadows. ||

"Congratulations IcE...for now."

Monday, January 31st, 2005.

|| The scene fades back in. We are on an airplane. The stewardess walks by, offering people drinks. Ace waves her over, then gets a quick change of mind and sends her away.. 'Hell, you can't be drinking if you're going to be wrestling again,' he thinks to himself. He shakes his head off a bit. He opens his lap top and turns on his playlist. He puts his headphones on and begins to ease off into a sleep. He opens his eyes. We see a man looking uneasy. He takes notice of it, but doesn't make much of it. The man continues to scramble around in his seat, and Ace begins to think what could be wrong. Some people just have problems flying. Not to mention, Ace is one of them. But with the right amount of Vallum, Ace was under control, and slightly buzzed. All of the sudden the man looked back, as if looking to a friend. He raised his thumb and the men simultaneously rose to their feet. They each pulled out an automatic hand pistol and raised it in the air. They waved their guns around and began to shout orders. Ace had to do something. He jumped up and ran to tackle one of the terrorists. He brought him to the ground and turned to see the other. The second man pulled the trigger. ||

"oh my god."

|| Ace jumped a bit, and opened his eyes again to the sounds of track 07 on his playlist. 'I can Feel it' by DMX. ||

Stewardess: Are you okay sir?

Ace: Yeah, that damn vallum knocked me out.

Stewardess: Ah, we're almost there.

Ace: Good.

|| She walked away and Ace watched her as she left. 'Damn, she's good looking,' he thought to himself. Ace hadn't been with a woman for a long time now. He's been dealing with too many psychological issues in the past two years. Wrestling, working for the CIA...it had all taken it's toll on his nerves. Drowning himself in pills had only dug him deeper into the black hole he was falling in to. He even developed a slight case of OCD. He unplugged his headphones and folded them up perfectly, placing them in their case and zipping it. ||

Pilot: We're landing folks, welcome to the fabulous LAX airport in Los Angeles California.

Ace: My favorite place to be...

|| The disorganization of this ginormous airport thoroughly disgruntled Ace. He hated lines, and everything about this airport. He finally reaches the outside of the airport and gets to the car area. He calls over a taxi cab and gets in. ||

Cab Driver: Where to?

Ace: DRWF Headquarters.

Cab Driver: Yes sir. And you might want to take off that Giants hat, we're in Los Angeles buddy.

|| He reaches up and grabs his hat to take it off, but decides not to. We pull up to a large building and the cab stops. Ace pays his fee and gets out of the cab. ||

Ace: Wait here.

|| We look at the intimidating building. It only helps to remember how small and worthless it was when Ace had arrive the first time, nearly four years ago. Nobody had anything in mind for this place but broken hearts and crushed dreams. We look at the house that Big Willie Isms built, and we can only be proud of the growth it has made since its birth. And Baker has only done wonders with marketing the product. Ace opens the revolving door and we fade to black. ||

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"It's been a long time since i've seen DRWF run like this. The only thing I can do it tip my hat. To Baker for never giving up...to the wrestlers here for never letting this place die. I applaud you."

"But I promise, it will be the last time any of you get any solace from me."

" I carried this place on my back for months, only to hope that it would regain the godly status it once held in the wrestling world. And I succeeded, but the pain was to much to forgo. Once I figured DRWF was stable enough for me to leave I figured it was time for me to be on my way. But I was only beginning to discover the drug that wrestling had been. The place it holds in my heart, just undeniable by any circumstances. I tried to escape, but I failed. And if there's one thing I despise...it's failure. "

"Speaking of failures, how's Ricky Jones doing these days? "

" So as i'm gone i've noticed a wave of new blood into the DRWF, and even the return of some old in Anthony Vitone and Jesse Denitalo. Interesting to say the least. I must not be the only one in this strangle hold. "

" And finally, after many long years...IcE reached eternal title status. Whatever that means these days. I come from a time when being the eternal champion meant something. A time when that belt wasn't just a statistic and a bragging right. But if anyone ever earned that title, it's got to be IcE. May your reign be long lived, champ. "

" I think to myself sometimes 'oh how the mighty have fallen'. I never thought i'd be the one gravitating along with that downward spiral. But it's not the first time i've been kicked down. "

"Let's just hope it's the last..."

" So where do I expect to go? Do I expect to be thrusted into the eternal title rankings with the upmost expedience? Not particularly. But I wouldn't mind. IcE I never thought i'd be in the position as the challenger and you the champion, but it could happen some day. And that day could be soon. However if i'm going to get there i'm going to have to work my way up against some of these people i've never faught before. Even some i've never heard of. But make no mistake, whoever stands in the way will be dealt with accordingly. "

"If there's one man i'd like to put to the test, it would have to be Vern Michaels. Certainly the man while I was gone. Almost a replacement of myself, you could say. But where has Vern gone? You did the one thing I never did in all the months and years I was eternal champion...you let IcE beat you in an eternal title match. Pitiful..."

" And one of my most bitter rivals has even decided to make his return to Death Row. Jason Royce. We had some good times back in the day, didn't we brother? And I expect there will be some more ahead of us, if you can survive this time around. I'd hate to take credit for being the one who ended your career before, but the facts only support me. "

" Anyways, for now i'm afraid i'm finished. Until next time...welcome back. "