It seems to me that suddenly The Misfits are hated by everyone in the XWF.

It seems to me that the boss, Antony The Jerk is hated by everyone in the XWF because he says what he says and he is the mouth piece of the Misfits.

It seems to almost everybody hates my stable mate Melanie Crayzee Childs because well, she's crazy. She also spends too much time kissing up to the so called Anarchy champion, Vita Valenteen.

It seems to me everyone all of a sudden hates me! Me of all people!! Kris The Hammer Von Bonn!!!!! All I've done is did promos for matches and compete. Scratch that
I've only had one match.


Yes I lost. Yes I was second eliminated. After Drezdin's girlfriend.

No one talks about the speed that I started that match with. In the end I was taken out by being doubleteamed against. Yet no one speaks about that.

Jim thinks he can beat me. He says I have anger issues. That maybe so. But I'm only just getting started. He's on my take down list. I need to beat Jim Jimson. And I will do just that.

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RETURN TO BONN, GERMANY

10TH MAY 2003 - 7 and 1/2 YEARS OLD

So far what has happened. My parents were very successful trucking business throughout West Germany. The Berlin Wall came down which led to an influx of undesirables from East Germany.

This bald headed man was part of a gang who wanted my parents to 'transport their cargo' to other parts of Germany.

I came home to these 'negotiations' and to use me as leverage the bald headed guy set his nephew against me, because I had used my wrestling skills to take out one of my capitives.

And now the continuation.

Note: The next part I have translated into English as no would understand German.


Once again, I had known what was coming. Dad shook his head in defiance. My mother started crying even more.

The bald headed guy looked disgusted. He booted my father in his face and turned back to me and Hans.

"You know what to do, Hans,"

Within milliseconds of saying that, I felt intense pain, as Hans brought my arm in a different direction against my back and he quickly kicked me in my knees to make me buckle and fall to my knees. Tears came pouring out of my eyes with the immense, unbearable pain that was heading through my body.

I heard Hans laughing. Through the tears I saw my mum pleading with my father with the use of her eyes. I looked at my oldest brother Jacques who was watching intently and smiling. Somehow he got mixed up in this gang.

More pain as Hans used his knee in my back to pull me backwards. The room was beginning to spin. Somehow I had to focus. I had practiced being in this position before. Over and over.

So I just had to clear the mind and get ready to make a move. The window opened for when my father who had been yelled at by my father suddenly muffled something through the bounds that were in his mouth.

"Hold on Hans," said the bald headed man

The pain stopped for a second. I lent forward and breathed in some air. Hans still had his hands on me, but I had a chance to take control of the situation. I just needed the right moment.

I watched as the bald headed guy walked towards my father and took out the bounds from his mouth.

"Well Mr Von Bonb what is it to be?"

"Fine I'll do whatever you want. Just leave my boy alone,"

But just then I made the situation worse, when I used my strength to fall forwards basically catch Hans off balance. I used my weight with his to flip him over me, and make him land on his back.

Even with the pain in my shoulder I was on top of him within seconds delivering left and rights, and using my kned to keep in pinned.

I had hin under control, but suddenly I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head, and I fell forward off of Hans. The ball headed guy had struck me on my head with the butt of his gun.

I swarmed around on the floor trying to get my focus. Hans was on top of me, and he grabbed me and put me into a DDT type hold and by the time I hit the ground I was unconscious.

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When I awoke I saw my brother Jacques standing in front of me. I knew then that things were bad. I had made things really, really worse.

"Der Trottel," started Jacques "What you did by attacking Hans, made things really worse."

"How?" I asked sitting up

The next words that came out of my brother's mouth stayed with me for the rest of my life.

"They killed Dad, they raped Mum, and have forced her to be the face of their business. They used us as leverage by sending us to East Germany where we have to work for them?"

"They killed Dad,"

"They raped Mum...... They raped Mum..... They raped Mum...."

I fell back onto the bed, knowing that I had caused that damage, and now I have to live with Dad being killed, and Mum being raped and being forced to work against her will for these degenerates.

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PRESENT DAY
PROMO ROOM
MISFITS GYMNASIUM
MIAMI, FLORIDA

The XWF camera man turns on the camera at the insistence of Misfits boss Antony The Jerk. They are now going live to the XWF Universe.

Antony stays standing in front of the camera.

"I must be doing something right if I am pissing people off left, right, and center."

"I must be doing something right if people are complaining about me and my MISFITS in particular my 'clients'.

"'I talk too much,' they complain. Isn't that what a manager's job is. To speak the truth,"

"Oh how I speak the truth. People hate what I say. They think if I put a whole target on my back then that'll warn me off."

"I'm not scared of having a target on my hack but I'll say this. I'm not the one you all should be focusing on. It's a waste of your time and the time for your promo."

"Look at Centurion, he wasted a WHOLE promo focusing on me. Bad move Centurion. Bad move indeed."

"Then my 'client' Mr Von Bonn's opponent, Jim Jimson, focuses on me as well. Again bad move Jim. I'm no threat. Jim. But you seem to think I am. The biggest threat that yoy would need to know is my 'client's speed."

"Had he not been doubled teamed by Gilmour and Knuckles, he would no doubt won that triple threat match last week. I could assure you of that. So you have your work cut out Jim."

"So if my other 'client' Miss Childs could beat you, and take it from ke, you did LOSE that match even though you weren't pinned. You weren't the pinner. Miss Childs was. So you lost as well. It's still a loss. The sooner you can deal with that, the sooner you can move on,"

"But hey you don't need to listen too me, but yoy are going to have to listen to your opponent. So here he is, Mr Vonn Bonn,"

Antony walks off camera. But Kris walks calmly in front of the camera.

He looks at his hammer that he is calmly holding in his hand before looking into the camera.

"I've seen from comments online including from my next opponent that I am angry! Angry? I'm not angry! I'm what you American der Trottels call Passionate. I'm passionate with what I do."

"If you focus on my anger then that's a huge mistake on your part.
Why would you want to do that? I just don't get it."

"Yet Melanie, my stablemate get's called 'crazy' and that's a correct observation. This tells me you guys don't get me. But that's not my fault. It's yours."

"Jim Jimson, I won't call you Jimbo like Melanie did, I'll just call you Jim, because that's your name. It's plainly that simple."

"That's you in what you American's call a nutshell. Plain. You are plain, you are simple, and you are boring, and one last thing, just like Melanie, if not worse than Melanie, crazy."

"No one can talk to dolphins, no one. The best bet too much drugs. And that's where your downfall is going to be my advantage."

"I'll be too fast for you, Jim. Your reliance on drugs will slow your down, for my benfit."

"Even though Melanie won last week, you still lost. Pin or no pin. But you will be pinned next Wednesday, then you can stop crowing that you haven't been pinned yet,"

"Can't you see it yet, Jim. I'm your judge, jury, and executioner. The hammer will fall on your issue of not being pinned. I will be your undoing. The hammer will speak for itself, and I have spoken,"

Kris looks at the hammer, and then throws it at the camera. He then walks away as the camera shuts off from the impact of the hammer hitting it.

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