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Chris Chaos · (05-16-2017)

EVERYTHING BURNS

It's not about money, it's about sending a message. Everything burns.

The flame burned slow in the candle. Something so small, insignificant almost, but was capable of doing so much damage. A little candle can burn down an entire building. A little candle can kill a human being. A little candle can destroy almost anything on planet earth.

The most powerful weapon on earth is the human soul on fire.----Ferdinand Foch

The rosary beads sat on the table. The had blood on them. The fire was set, the bodies had been found, and the investigation had begun. But what choice did he have left? Push a man too far, and he will do ungodly things......

...but funny how he turns to god shortly after. How they ask for forgiveness but knowing somewhere in the bad of their mind that forgiveness will never come. Part of them wants to be caught. Part of them wants to be punished for what they did. But part of them wants to do it again and again and again....a lust after death is a lust like no other.

When you are pushed to this level, you aren't yourself. When your rage is so white-hot that even your soul is on fire. That is the most powerful weapon on planet earth.

Maybe now she will love him. Maybe now that there is nothing left. Nothing left to run back to, no excuses to hide behind. Maybe now she will realize how far he will go for her.........

Or she would suffer the same fate.

Oh god, was this even him? He was truly a monster.

But that house, the house that caused so much unnecessary pain to so many for so long, was gone. No more. The fortress that seemed impenetrable, immortal, was now nothing but rubble. The house he once feared was now nothing more than ashes and dirt. The one place he felt like could never be destroyed....a place that had a choking grip over him for nearly a decade........

But as he watched the smoke billow over the trees the only thing he could think to himself was......

Everything Burns.

He blew the candle out and a gunshot could be heard.

He was finally free.

"Mystica....do you remember back in elementary school when they taught us about "Stop, Drop, and Roll"? It doesn't work. In fact, it may even make the fire worse. When you feel those flames charring your flesh, all that will run through your mind is water. You need water and you need it now. But there will be no water available. Only pain. What a wicked, twisted match this is. I don't have to simply set you on fire like I did to Muddy Waters. I have to set you on fire THEN pin or submit you. But I won't make it quick. After I set your pathetic ass on fire, I am going to let you burn for a bit. I am not going to pin you until your body is more crispy than burnt toast.

......Because I can.

I left it all in the ring with Doc. All of the distractions, all of the nonsense...and I still was within a second of beating him. We will cross paths again, and when that happens, I'll be victorious but for the time being I need to focus on rising out of the ashes and setting this company ablaze. To burn it to the ground.

Then build it back up just to burn it down again.

Take a good look at everything going on here in this company, Mystica. It is all because of me. The Kings were formed because of Paul Heyman's need to control ME. I am the glue that keeps this place together. Without me, they would burn to the ground and fall into ashes. Just like your namesake Wednesday Night. This company operates under the laws of chaos, and I am going to spread it even more on Warfare. AX3 has hit a wall, but now it is time to bust through. I am going to set you on fire this week, then I am going to kick Imperial's head off his shoulders on Savage, and I WILL go on to win MY Universal Title back at the Pay Per View. You will be watching from a hospital bed in the burn unit wishing, hoping and praying that someday you look even minimally acceptable enough to be seen in public without gaws wrapping on.

I will put you on the shelf, Mystica. You have been a flame here, pun intended. But every flame eventually dies out. So does every fire. Me, I am rock. Because even if a rock is in fire.....it may be charred on the outside but the basics stay the same. You are the flame, I am etched in stone. I may be damaged but I will stand tall long after you've puffed out."

He blows out, as if blowing out a candle.

"When I first heard this was my match, initially, I was upset. How could they let their biggest investment and largest asset compete in a match with this level of danger? How could they out the face of their company in a match where he could be scarred for life? I felt betrayed. I felt discouraged. But then I had some time to think. This is a match that means so much more. This is the match where I can walk through the fire, through the bowels of hell, and emerge on the other side a whole new man. I can compete in the ring of fire and never suffer even the slightest amount of sweat. This will define my legacy. This will be a match, designed to screw me over, that could end up being one of those matches that people remember when they scroll through the archives. Eat your heart out Muddy Waters, Mystica burned better.

This match isn't about win-loss record. This match is about sending a message to the roster. I want to put the entire roster on notice by home-cooking another human being and letting him suffer. I could pin him right away, but I won't. Because I want this roster to know that there is no level I won't stoop to to get that Uni title back. There is no moral code or standard. I've held back a bit, I've tried to act the part. No more. Like I told Cadryn, the bad guys win here. So I have to start acting like a bad guy again. The old Chaos wouldn't have blinked at the idea of this match. The old Chaos needs to come out in spades. The old Chaos, who won the title by doing whatever it took. The old Chaos who LAUGHED at setting Waters on fire. The old Chaos who LAUGHED at permanently injuring Ginger Snapz. The old Chaos who let a bunch of rabid dogs tear McBride a new ass. THAT is the Chaos that needs to show up in this match. Why? Because if I don't set this place in fire soon, Theo and his Ryan Seacrest goons are going to do it for me. I've never been a fan of being one upped. So thank you for volunteering to be the guinea pig for the science project, Mystica. Thank you for being the test subject.

Chris Chaos will be the dominant force in the company again.......

And there isn't a damn thing you or anyone else can do about it.

BURN

BURN

BUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNNNN

We're going out tonight
To kick out every light
Take anything that we want
Drink everything in sight
We're going till the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight

The match dropped onto the gasoline covered rope. It instantly ignited, sending a line of fire directly to the old house. There were muffled yells coming from inside. Someone was inside.

He smiled.

The line of blue-tipped orange got to the front steps, which were also coated with the smelly clear liquid. Chris's eyes go wide with excitement as it creeps up the steps and onto the wooden porch. The porch goes up in a blur of orange and smoke immediately begins to fill the sky like an ominous storm cloud.

The glass soon begins to break from the intense heat, leaving shards of glass all over the neatly melted porch. The fire was inside the house. The muffled screams intensified.

Ooooohhhhhhh
We're going out tonight
To kick out every light
To get anything that we want
To drink everything in sight
We're going till the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight

The roof caught, and began to cave in. The screams were starting to subside. Chris smiled at his work, and turned to walk away. The camera followed him as he got to the road. A crashing sound behind him as the panning camera shows the top floor of the house caving down. Sirens could be heard in the distance.

The lights to the rental car came on and the engine hummed. As the car pulled away, the brick wall in front of the house had bright spray-painted writing........

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