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Cain · **05-27-2015, 09:06 AM**

News Story Recap

The cheesy breaking news theme was played as the scene opened up. The anchorman sat there in front of the high definition flat screen, behind his desk, shuffling his papers. He looked at the camera with a somber look.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Flip Wickleman with a special report."

"This morning, a quadruple homicide was discovered at the home of XWF Superstar, Cain Arkham. Details have come in from the coroner's and it has been discovered that Cain and Vincent Arkham, along with Yancey, and Athena Massey were all found dead."

The house is shown, a two story townhouse apartment with white wash paint and a picket fence. The scene is surrounded by law enforcement, taking pictures of the outside of the house, paying attention to the door which is so broken that is is just a pile of splinters. Police tape surrounds the abode, and you can see a broken window with dried blood splatter under it. More like blood spray.

Cut to a young Asian woman in a blue blazer and black skirt, white dress blouse underneath, her hair up in a tight ponytail, glasses on the bridge of her nose.

"Flip, I'm Asian correspondent Jenny Takemura. It's a grisly scene here, and law enforcement have no idea what sort of animal could have mutilated these four so badly."

"Not literally an animal, of course. But Jenny, I've heard that body parts were missing from the scene."

"Sadly, yes. All four hearts were missing from the blood flooded scene, and another rumor was that two words were written across the flat screen in an ancient language."

"Hm ... And has anyone been able to decipher what those two words?"

Just as Jenny began to answer, your TV screen began screeching, and fading to static. A very different scene is now shown. An empty grey room with windows at the very top of each wall. The lights in the room flash, and we see Cain standing there...not Cain Arkham...the Cain.

Covered in blood, he grinned, eyes flashing as he spoke.

"Only One."

"They tried their damndest to suppress my evil."

"I confess to that quadruple murder because those two words you see? Those two words should be quite familiar to any of those stupid mortals both watching on TV and watching on the monitors backstage."

"Only One. There is only one True Cain and there always will be."

"No more imposters. It's time that I told my story."

We all knew the true story of Cain, the fabled serial killer of theological legend. But this man, this beast had began a new legend when he showed up in XWF. He looked into the camera quietly for a moment, perhaps reflecting on his past. Being over a thousand years old made a man do that.

"I think that they believed they were rid of the Cain of old, who was actually a feared killer. The man who innovated murder thousands of years ago. I wasn't always "feared", as it were. No, you see, I was once just a killer."

"No more lies. No more trying to impress these humans who wouldn't understand, even if they had been there. Yes, I murdered my younger brother. I had my reasons. How would you feel had you toiled for hours a day, from sun up to sun down in the deserts of old and brought that land to life with life giving food? Wheat, right? That's not all though, I'd grown a number of fruit bearing trees during my years of hard work in the field."

"But God? He chose my brother's sacrifice of one of his own creatures, and showered his favor upon Abel. Shows you the hypocrisy of God. He would favor a murderer over a hard working young man. So naturally, I murdered my brother, the young calf, and in a way I did gain the Lord's favor."

"Cursed to never die. Never know what it's like to experience love. To grow old with someone. No, I watched the women around me grow old and die, as I lived on without aging a single day. So I had to continue to kill in God's name, and over the years the blood...the blood became an addiction to me. With every kill, I felt myself becoming stronger, more like a beast."

He stood there for a moment before turning his attention toward a window, the camera shifting it's focus as well. Through the window we see flames slowly dancing. But as the camera moved back to our anti hero, we noticed that he wouldn't break a sweat. He continued, addressing his opponent for the first time during this segment.

"What the fuck happened to you?"

"It's a question that I hear quite often. Or at least it's a question that my doppelganger heard often. The truth is, nothing ever happened to me. Oh no. The True Cain is here, stronger and more fearsome than before. The true Cain needs no love or adulation from these fans, which begs the question."

"What about you, Ghost Tank?"

"Excuse me."

He reached into the left breast pocket of his red blazer, pulling out a pack of Marlboro Red cigarettes but no lighter. Pulling a cigarette from the pack, he snapped his thumb and forefinger, forefinger emitting fire from thin air. He puffed a couple of times, exhaling toward the camera. Then he grinned once.

"The mighty phoenix who burned in the fires and rose from the ashes. Correct? Now let me ask you, Tank. Can I call you Tank? Don't care. Let me ask you this."

"Do you believe?"

"I believe in what you say about yourself, because I have seen things you wouldn't believe in my two millennia of existence. I've seen griffins, I've seen dragons, I've seen minotaurs. I've slain Gods, I've brought about their Twilight. I believe what you say about yourself. Or that is to say that I believe that you believe what you say is true."

"The problem is..."

"...I am the world's greatest killer. I am he who has innovated murder itself, destined by God to commit that sin over. And over. And over. Walking in freedom as I please, no legal action simply because what good would it do?"

"I'd just serve my sentence and reemerge to kill again. There is no way to destroy me, because true evil never dies. It merely rests, reawakening when it pleases. Ghost Tank, the flames around that ring should be the least of your concerns."

"Quite frankly..."

He laughed, ducking his ashes in the floor.

"...when the match was signed, the "Inferno" stipulation wasn't what made those plesbians start their predictable chant of "Holy Shit". No. That feeling only came when my name appeared next to yours, and even more so when they realized this was the True Cain. The most powerful Beast in the history of XWF."

"What are you? Am I intimidated by your size? Do I care that you liken yourself to a mythical bird?"

"What you are is one of D'ville's failed experiments. You could have made something of yourself but you chose to be a giant bleedin' failure of a man who couldn't cut it in the King's service. I've no doubt in my mind that you are weak. No one wants a failure like you in their precense. Oh sure, you think they do...probably. But the difference between you and men like Sebastian Duke, whom the fans want, is that you're stale."

"The fans, they come and expect Sebastian to give them a win, while they know that once again you'll disappoint them. Just as you are a disappointment to your stablemates."

"However, it will come as no surprise next Wednesday when you throw your life away and I take it. Because no matter how hot the flames become, one thing will be weighing on your mind. You'll see that..."

He opened his palm and placed the cherry of the cigarette into it without so much as a flinch, a low his heard as his flesh burned. Then, miraculously we watched his wound heal instantly. He chuckled.

"I cannot be destroyed. I don't even die. Like a perpetual machine of destruction, I am eternal. As a final thought to you...for now...you're not a phoenix. You're a victim. And like my other victims, you will die and your soul will burn."

"There's no coming back from Hell, especially when you're already there."

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