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Crimson Deadly · (03-05-2013)

After Shove-It - 02/03/2013: 2:30am

Hope… Strength… Two things that the human population craves and work their asses off for. Yet, there are men that have neither, and do absolutely nothing with their lives and still reap rewards. Men with no sense of respect, for themselves or others. Untalented and worthless, just like the person they follow orders from.

Crimson Deadly: “Yes, this is a message to you – Shane

. You and every single henchman, lap dog and whoever the hell wants to try and help you out. You have committed a crime worse than beheading a man for stupid reasons. You can do anything you please… But Saturday night you went over the line…

“An extreme rules match laced with a disqualification rule if anybody touches John Madison unless provoked? That match went down as a victory for Crimson Crest; not a lost. Wanna know why? You proved to me and everybody else that your rule fears Crimson. I’ve always considered a man who cannot win fair and square to be a loser.

“You have no respect among your peers, and trust me when I say it’s all going to come back and bite you in the ass… You’re creating many, MANY enemies and one of these days, they’re going to band together and make you, Nazi, Madison and Lexi look like a bunch of fools.

“Anybody who has respect for themselves and want to put an end to this reign of terror then I suggest you come together with Crimson Crest and fight against it, there’s strength in numbers, Shane

’s evil rule will be no match for the might of an entire company. It would be so funny to see your own company come back and be the sole reason of your death.”

The camera fades in, Crimson Deadly is in a bathroom, staring into a mirror at his still scolded face from the tea thrown by John Madison, leaning against the counter and pulling a dead piece of skin from his face. The rest of Crimson Crest can be heard from the other room yelling their frustration at The Black Circles actions on Shove-It. Sin Gambit’s voice pipes up over Cobra and Mitch’s voice, he’s always the one that silences others. The camera switches angles and is now peering into the room of the three disgruntled members of the Crest.

Sin Gambit: “Ahhh! Being on that show was the worst first appearance to make in XWF… John Madison throwing that tea into Crimson’s face… I’ve never seen anything like that!”

Crimson Cobra: “Yeah, they’ve beheaded others and I never saw anything of it but Crimson!? They’re looking for problems with Crimson Crest that’s for sure.”

Suddenly, Crimson Deadly appears from out of the bathroom, the reddening of his skin really showing now that some of the skin on his face has peeled off.

Crimson Deadly: “Not problems Cobra, they’re looking for a war… And you better make sure Crimson Crest is barricaded up because you better expect them to relent. It’s going to take skill, tactics, speed and strength.”

Sin Gambit: “Me and Cobra have speed.”

Mr. Mitchell: “And I can deal with the tactics, we definitely need a game plan.”

Crimson Deadly: “I can handle the strength, Cobra and Gambit can add a whole lot to the accumulated skill we possess. The determination’s already been planted, and you can bet your ass I’m gonna make sure… No, WE’RE going to make sure that Shane

’s pulled his last trick.”

The scene fades out

Back on Track - 04/03/2013: 7:00pm

The scene cuts back in, it’s a dark room and seemingly nobody is there. Despite the belief that nobody is there, a spark is seen as Crimson Deadly lights and cigarette, and uses the still blazing fire to light a candle next to him. The sudden light that pulses around the scene, making it clear that Crimson is sat in a form of study. His face is revealed, still scarred from the tea but on it’s way to recovery, whether that recovery will be full isn’t yet known. Crimson Deadly puts an end to the eerie silence;

Crimson Deadly: “So, my match on Saturday left me with a distinct scar… The first scar of many… It’s no secret that Crimson Crest is at war, and as you can probably tell by the appearance of my face… It’s personal!

“But, that isn’t why I’m here in Indiana, is it? No… Instead of receiving rest to recover from this, they book the entirety of Crimson Crest in separate matches, what are they trying to play? Seclude us from each other and make us vulnerable to being picked apart one by one? Not on my watch. Who’s my opponent this week? Owen Crooks? Who is he? The only time I’ve ever seen him is when he lost last Wednesday… Then he decides he better get in the ring with The Minions Master in an extreme rules match… And vow not to use weapons.

“Are you

? Do I have to say the same thing I already said to that gay guy Scotty Mac and… Whoever Prophecy is supposed to be? Are you entirely blind to the fact that to win in this business you have to take advantage of the things handed to you? John Madison and those other lap dogs figured that out a long time ago and now look at them; Nazi and John being spoon fed absolutely nothing in repayment for it… I’m still wondering what additions to their trophy cabinet has been made since joining Shane… And then there’s Lexi, the new chick that wins the North Korean Belt immediately while the rest rot in mid-card mediocrity… Do they not see that they are disposables?

“I’m getting side-tracked… Owen, do yourself a favour and take advantage of the weapons that are laced around the ring… You better make sure I’ll play to the companies hand if it ensures a better chance of victory… After all – only winners succeed. That’s probably why you lost your first match… Too soft to take advantage of situations handed to you… Is that how you wanna be seen? Soft? ‘Cause there are people here that you can join on your quest. Benjamin Crane, my brothers opponent for Wednesday, he would be a solid fit; you guys should make a stable called ‘Those guys that vow to get nowhere’, ‘Cause that’s what your vow entails in the long run

“You might wanna check your priorities because you seem dead set on failure in this company, I’m pissed off over my unofficial win, so you better believe I’m gonna put the Crimson on your face and bring a brawl to Indiana… This is your first and only warning Owen, fail to take it and you will be confronted with an unending nightmare which just so happens to come in the form of The Minions Master.”

Crimson Deadly lets out an almost maniacal laugh as the scene begins to fade to black.

Refusing to Back Down - 06/03/2013: 9:00pm

Once again, it cuts back into life;

Sin Gambit: “What a perfect place to be… Here in Indianapolis, the city that’s second only to Washington DC in war memorials… The perfect setting to declare war.”

The camera pans around as Sin Gambit and Mr. Mitchell come into view, standing beside the Indiana World War Memorial, a giant building symbolizing courage, memory, peace, victory, liberty and patriotism. All things Crimson Crest and the polar opposite of The Black Circle. Sin Gambit loiters with his foot on the wall almost not interested in his match against Benjamin Crane. Mr. Mitchell looking up at the 210 foot building while taking photos from different angles. Sin Gambit pushes himself off the wall and walks over to the edge, where we see Crimson Deadly looking over the edge.

Crimson Deadly: “Doesn’t the suspense get to you? Knowing that we have to wait to exact our revenge? I wonder how Crimson Cobra feels about the situation, physically going to war with the biggest superpower in XWF."

Sin Gambit: “The biggest superpower…? I think you’re forgetting that the Crimson Crest are ready to take on whatever those buffoons’ are planning to throw at us. A group of employees set on destroying the very thing that defeats XWF itself. A diabolical owner using his company to do nothing more than destroy it from the inside… Whether he likes it or not, We’re coming for him, and if we don’t get him first, there’s no doubt that Karma is gunna have something to say about it.”

Mr. Mitchell appears from out of nowhere, camera hanging from his neck and resting on his chest, he puts his hands on a shoulder on both Gambit and Crimson, he looks out into the distance, the same as the two brothers are doing.

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Mr. Mitchell: “You guys should stop worrying about The Black Circle and probably think about your matches on Warfare this week. Crimson Cobra has his hands full with Chris Macbeth this week so I’d suppose he’s doing something useful with his time to make sure another defeat doesn’t hinder his career. Crimson, you should be acting out on your last two defeats and think about making sure this Owen Crooks guy doesn’t get the better of your frustrations… And Gambit, your match against Benjamin won’t be as easy as you make it look. doesn’t hinder his career. Crimson, you should be acting out on your last two defeats and think about making sure this Owen Crooks guy doesn’t get the better of your frustrations… And Gambit, your match against Benjamin won’t be as easy as you make it look. You guys are lacking focus since The Black Circle cheated us out of victory on Saturday an-

Crimson Deadly: “Mitch, our anger and frustrations towards The Black Circle only make it worse for our opponents, they put us in a fight, you can bet your ass that we’ll be coming out fighting and in no way do I plan for my record to tie. If there’s one thing I can be sure of, it’s that Owen Crooks doesn’t stand a chance in hell. And I’ve been in the ring twice with Benny Boy… Sin Gambit has his number without putting any effort in.”

Mr. Mitchell feels the tension so he takes his arms from their shoulders and paces back and forth behind them. Crimson turns his attention to Sin Gambit who, like himself, stares out into the darkness of night towards the lights of the city. God only knows what’s circulating through his mind. Crimson turns around and stops Mr. Mitchell from pacing.

Crimson Deadly: “Cut the pacing… Gambit, stop zoning out, let’s head back to the hotel, would be cool to lay down and clear our heads for tomorrow, we need to think about our game plan before the time creeps up on us. You seem deep in thought and so does Gambit, and to be honest I’m getting a little tired. We’ll discuss things tomorrow, until then, let’s go.”

Crimson Deadly walks out of the scene, Mr. Mitchell follows him but Sin Gambit stays standing on the edge of the memorial. The camera approaches him and comes up close. Gambit’s attention is averted as he stares straight into the camera, before turning around and walking in the same direction that Crimson and Mitch walked but keeps at his own pace, not looking as though he wants to catch up with his brother and mentor… It seems Sin Gambit has a lot on his mind tonight.

The camera fades out.

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