Post by Fallen One on Sept 29, 2008 22:05:09 GMT -5
A faint smiles creeps on the face of Trash as he pats the title on his shoulder, placed there by the fearsome Dreamkiller.
The two men stand there and the crowd quiets down in awe at the darkness that seems to radiate from their very presence. They may be different, but they both exhibit their own flavor of demented darkness that fills the air around them and the arena in a sudden flash, as if the placement of the tag belt around Trash's shoulder was somehow a key opening up the gates of terror.
Allyson: I can't believe what I'm seeing here tonight, The Sanity Assassin and The Dark Lord joining forces?!
Simon : You best believe your eyes Allyson, cause it's exactly what we're seeing here. Two of the most wicked men in the entire fed coming into a force of their own.
Allyson : I normally think in a positive way, but I think a certain darkness has fallen on REW tonight...
Trash paces the ring and reaches out to Dreamkiller, cautiously taking the microphone from his massive hand.
Trash : "You make a lot of good points, as I knew you would. Your dictionary definition defines the word trash, but it does not define me. It defines what others have seen me for, and what I have striven to prove against all my life. Today, is just another day in which I show the world that I am not rubbish to be discarded and thrown away. It is the weak who will see me for that.
That's how Boxer saw me, but now that he's picking out pieces of broken glass out of his own face, he might be thinking differently. This is what Turner saw me for, but now that he has to contemplate coming out here and awarding me his precious little title, he too might think just a bit different.
You too Dream, you too face the same fools. They don't know you and they judge you but then they end up in for a surprise when your razor sharp gloves slices through the skin on their back, leaving a mark that they can permanently remember you for. So in that manner we are a lot alike, you and I and thats why I believe this...this unholy shall I say union is going to be a force that others best be wary of.
Trash pauses as he paces the ring around the stoic and monstrous Dreamkiller. He finally stops by his side.
Trash: "So now that the ground has been drawn, it is time for our last item of the day. Come on out here Mr. Turner, step up to this unholy union and give me what is due. As for the rest of the federation here, it doesn't matter who you are, but it would be in your best interest to stay away, far far away from us, lest you want scars on your back and scars in your mind.
Trash again smiles with that faint crooked half smile of his as Dreamkiller looks on with a frightening gaze that seems to chill everyone in the arena except for the man standing next to him. In a way it even seems as if Trash feeds off the dark energy coming off the monster next to him.
The monster that is now his partner.
Simon : I feel cold Allyson...
Allyson : The power and ferocity of Dreamkiller together with the technical ability and mind games of Trash...well, I think the rest of REW feels cold with you Simon...
The two men raise their tag team gold in the air and await the possible arrival of Caius Turner.
Possible, because maybe he is going to do the smart thing and stay away.
TBC by
