Talon, “Look guys, this is one of the key stone, defining moments in our career, and I said Career, not careers, because right now, we are one. We are the F#cking new world order… you know why that title gets us so much heat? It’s because everyone else in the world that we live in grew up watching the Original NWO cause chaos every Monday and Thursday night in the WCW, then they watched the red and black come out and do their thing… the silver and black, the red, black, and white… hell even when Hall, Nash, and Hogan showed up with Vince on Raw, people still wore their NWO shirts, and cheered them on, even when they were the vicious, spray painting, body breaking, bad boys of the entire wrestling world… So why are they mad at us? …it’s simple. Jealousy. Hulk Hogan left that studio gig in Tennessee and had us form the best incarnation of the new world order this industry has ever seen. We are three of the most dominant singles competitors in the history of professional wrestling, Ronnie is a technician, and a damn fine one…Ed is a risk taking, showstopper, and me, I’m that cerebral Warrior who will force you to tap one way or another… and Merlyn even is a former Heavyweight champion… Look at us, we are all capable of turning this around on the HWA and show everyone there just what we can do… What would the HWA be without us right now? Butch and Hans having a friendly rivalry over the world title, AC James coming out and challenging them with his ‘edgy’ dagger staring glares of hatred?.... and then you’d have the Sons of Anarchy running around trying to be noticed and getting beat to hell by the Arch Angles… The HWA would crumble if it were not for us… the corner stones, standing here taking all the brunt, all the abuse… sure we are not the only ones holding it up, but Ill be damned if we aren’t the only ones who do it without crying to the wrestling gods every time we don’t get our way. We’ve all done our part in building the HWA to what it is today, after everyone who once held this place together left, disappeared, died, or retired, WE held the HWA together… Butch was gone until after he saw that things were on the rise again, then he ran back to the company and made his grand entrance during the Invasion… AC James quit the HWA and joined the RWF because he wasn’t being treated fairly… Buff Bridges , while still around, wasn’t that same force he once was… and Hans… Hans didn’t return until after we had already repaired the HWA and restored it to being a power house again… WE Did that… US… RONNIE Mc-F*cking-Neil…. Eddie Phoenix, and ME… the three of us are the reason guys like Hans are getting TV time, if we walked away when things got rough the HWA would be nothing but the Butch Parker show… We were all signed to the HWA for a reason, and we more than fulfilled our obligations, and now it’s time that we cut the bull shit, stop with the games, the gimmicks, the movies, and everything else, and it’s time that we put these mother f*ckers on notice!”
Talon steps in front of Merlyn first, getting closer to him… Merlyn looks at him with a puzzled grin.
Talon, “We start today… No monikers, no tag lines, it’s just us… The New World Order, raw, real, and ready to strike… I started it last night, do you think I really WANTED to take Ally and break her with that Killswitch? No, but I HAD to… She was holding me back, just like that bastard Senester had said all along… You Merlyn, you’ve got to focus on the ring more, I don’t care that you live in a box with a bunch of stinking midgets, but your ass needs to be in the Icebox at least one a day, you should have blazed through Heinrich and Grunge! You should be in line for Fallen’s Spotlight title right now, at the front… not standing in the very back. You need to find some sort of motivation, whether it’s passion for the sport, or a lust for blood, either way, you need to get your ring skills back man… or you’re out…”
Talon steps back and rubs his chin, his aggravation surfacing more and more by the minute.
Talon, “Last night, I went out there and nearly executed my ‘sister’ and then I busted my ass to take Hans’ world title… I should have won that f*cking belt, just like You should have won the All Star title Ed... we both dropped the ball last night, and Ronnie… I’m still scratching me head over Butch getting the win, I just don’t get it. You bested Hans at Havoc, and now Butch suddenly over powers you… You’re better than that bro, and I know if any of us can stay focused and take the world title from Hans, it’s going to be you… So now what? We regroup and try again, but at Havoc we get to deal with this stupid eight man tag melo-drama… The europarty is so orgasmic and giddy about their stupid little mystery ref that I’m about to puke, and I know that no matter what, they’ll expect us to drop our jaws to the floor and be mad, amazed, terrified, and stunned by their choice of officials for the match… but since most of the roster is involved in the match, are they really going to be predictable and grab up AC for the match? Or are they going to take a chance and choose Sen? …maybe they go outside the box and get some other Euro-friend to do the match just so they can feel like they got one up on us… whatever the selection, it’s going to backfire on them when we walk out of Havoc as the winners… Never before have I seen the ‘good guys’ get the deck stacked in their favor, it gives them nothing to overcome… and that’s fine. We are all used to fighting with our backs against the wall, and when we walk into Havoc, we will be Four Badass Partners…”
Talon suddenly looks at Ed and smirks, his anger fading momentarily as he nods.
Eddie, “F.B.P…”
Talon, “That’s right. So I’ve said my shpill, We do this the right way, we go hard, and we destroy whoever gets in our way, starting with the European Union at Havoc, and then once they’ve been dealt with, we move on to those Degenerate sons of anarchy…”
Talon looks up and lets out a long sigh as he says one last thing…
Talon, “Ed… I think it’s time we approach him… I think that might be the turning point.”
Eddie, “I was thinking the same thing… we’ll call him when we get back to New York.”
Ronnie, “I’ve got something I’d like to say too guys…”
Talon and Ed stop and look over at Ronnie, Talon stops talking and nods as he slides into the slot Ronnie was standing in, leaning against the vehicle as Ronnie turns and faces them.
Talon, “The floor is yours Bro…”
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