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Cain · (01-02-2016)

Cain is there, in a smokey and dimly lit room. Awkward silence as he stares into a slowly zooming camera, his eyes aglow like hot coals. Smoldering. He speaks.

"July 31st, 2015."

"Xwf's annual pay per viee, Relentless. Her name was Lola, and she wasn't a show girl. She was a fucking mindless primate, just like all of you. I didn't give my all in that contest, and I paid for it. I took the heat for my laziness, and it makes me sick that I have to hold myself to your standards."

"Lazy fucking mortals with your hover boards and your "Iphones". Stupid humanity and it's desire to make things easier for itself. You all don't realize it, but you just make my life easier by making yours lazier and less productive."

"It's hard to run from a wild animal; hard to run from the Angel of Death when you're checking Facebook to see if young "Angela" is commenting on her ex's pictures. Your vision is blurred with the business of other people, like it was your's to begin with. Like you actually see said person on a daily basis."

"And you people? You are all fickle liars, bearing false witness to your neighbors. You sit there and covet everything your fellow man owns. You cheat, you steal and you all beg me to spare your lives when punishment is due? Don't make me laugh."

"I am God's only true success. That is why he allowed me to live forever, to be the killer of men that I am. Unlike you worthless drivel, Jehovah is proud of me. He has given me strength, intelligence, courage, and speed . He has given me the tools to destroy!"

"But still...some of you, many of you still doubt me. That's where Shane

's organization comes into play. Never before have my murders been publicized! So go on your YouTube, go on CNN, watch me work!"

"Also, watch me dominate..." For the first time, his lips curl upwards. "...anyone and everyone who has the misfortune to step into the ring with me."

"Don't take me seriously, do you? I figured."

"There are many whom I do not take seriously. That fat ass Peter Gilmour. Then there's the "oh so powerful" Sebastian Duke. Oh, what about the dick collector, Morbid Angel? Is he Russian? German? Or just a closet homosexual?"

"It's sad that I take my opponent, a lithe young girl more seriously than some of the top names here. Yes, Ginger Snaps."

"You, Ginger, may be stupid but at least you don't pretend to be something you're not."

"How do I know you're stupid?"

"First sign was your acceptance of a match, He'll in a Cell no less, against me. Do you have no idea what I can do to you; what I plan on doing to you?"

Ginger Snaps Said:How many times do we need to see Cain pretend to be hard and show us videos of people being afraid of him, when no one in the XWF is afraid of him.

"Is that a question or a statement? I could not tell by the tone of your voice. Maybe you're not scared of me and that's why your words sound different? Or maybe you're just unsure of yourself so you put on a facade of bravery, hoping others will come forth from the primordial sludge of those below me, like you, who frequent my ring and say...I'm not afraid."

"Oh, what a bunch of lies. Everyone has fear, dear Ginger; everyone except me. Because Ginger, I am fear personified. I am living, breathing terror. You already know that but you just refuse to believe it in hopes that it will give you some sort of edge."

"It really doesn't. You stupid, stupid bitch."

Ginger Snaps Said:Are we just better than grizzled old police detectives and stuff? Or, is it that Cain just hires actors to try and make himself seem tougher? That's not cool, Cain. That's lying to people. Don't lie to people. Just admit the truth, you're not that good.

"Good? By whose definition? Your's? Those pathetic fans, wastes of flesh much like yourself seeking acceptance? Oh my...acceptance, like the acceptance you wanted from Johnny. Hell, you even wanted his child. But in the end, you gave it all up and for what?"

"To lose to me, that's what."

Cain gives a slow eye roll.

"As for hiring actors, are you aware of how many of your co-workers have made that statement..." he grins evilly. "...but still ended up losing? You know, trying to find reasons to not be afraid is a lie as well. Remember, lying isn't "nice"..." he sneers. "...Ginger."

"You said so yourself."

"Well guess what? I ain't nice, cunt."

"I did lie about something though, and I think we should get this straightened out right away. I told those worthless flesh bags a lot of things in my last interview, and may have led some to believe that I want them to accept me. But understand this. When I say "Believe in Cain", it means that you will fear me because your feeble minds and weak human spirits leave you with no choice."

"FACT. You can deny it all you want, but I can see the truth."

""Are we just better than grizzled old police detectives and stuff?" No. You're not. You seem to be questioning my reasoning for getting into this sport, the sport of Kings. I mean yes, I could just mindlessly kill you all. But you know something? Death is too good for the XWF Universe."

"They deserve only pain and suffering, and I am the monster who does that better than anyone. Ask Vincent Lane about the night I ripped his fucking stupid hair extensions out. Ask Aidan Collins..."

"...oh wait, you can't. Because I beat some sense into that joke of a man and he left. Never to be seen again."

"You don't take me seriously, Ginger. That's fine. Don't say I didn't try to warn you when you're laying there in a pool of your own blood, bitch."

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