"And when ye shall hear of wars and rumours of wars, be ye not troubled: for such things must needs be; but the end shall not be yet. For nation shall rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom: and there shall be earthquakes in divers places, and there shall be famines and troubles: these are the beginnings of sorrows." (Mark 13:7-8)
(Senester): Ronnie McNeil, your accolades in the wrestling world speak for themselves. We needn’t recount the specifics of championship gold held high in glory or those hung low in shame. We needn’t reminisce of matches past marking each win / loss column. We needn’t recall the countless words exchanged over the years. What matters here and now it but one thing Mr. McNeil… the future.
Talon Wilkinson, four years it has now been since you entered HWA, but I count only the last several months as your true beginning. Finally, I laid you upon the path to the purpose I have selected you for. Everything you once believed in, I have shed my light upon so you may see its horror in the glow of my glory. Again, we needn’t detail each specific moment or word that has passed between us, nor your own professional / personal accomplishments. What matters here and now it but one thing my beloved Mr. Wilkinson… the future.
I wonder if you knew what was riding on this match if it would change anything, if it would alter your preparations, if it would change your in-ring approach once the bell rings, if you would ask yourself if you truly want to win, or would it be better to lose. Look around you gentlemen, and tell me…is the glass half empty, or is it half full, is this ship sinking, or are its sails still blowing in the wind?
Buff Bridges, Ixidor, Michael Dredge, Butch Parker, Hans von Richtoven, Reaper, Eddie Phoenix, Luscious Lenny, Punisher, Reaper, Nightmare, Will Scott, David Hollis, Mastiff Demonaz, Deathscythe, AC James…..the list goes on of all the greats who are either dead or simply gone. Their lights extinguished or allowed to burn out. What of your own fires?
Do you Ronnie McNeil still live this business? Do your hands still sweat when you walk to the ring. Do your fingers still tingle when you even think of touching gold? Despite the crowds roar, despite your peer’s recognition is it time Mr. McNeil? Has all hope left your limbs where the will to lift them is more burden than benefit? Is it time for you to go home to Toya, and finally enjoy the laurels of your career? Is it time you join the others in names of yesteryear? Do you still have something left to give, or are you merely lying to yourself and your fans as long as you can stand it?
Do you Talon Wilkinson even like this business? Have you asked yourself why you are even here? You could be a model, you could be a movie star, you could go into MMA, there are any number of things you can do besides compete in HWA. Do the sacrifices you made have a real purpose? The fame and the fortune you can have rather easily in any walk of life, so what motivates you, or are you motivated at all? Is it time to go home to mom and dad, and tell little Ally you love her? I have given you a new life, I have given you power, and at Road to Ruin I will see the fruit I nurtured ripen, or watch it begin to wither on the vine consumed by your ego?
This is perhaps one of the most important World Heavyweight Championship matches in HWA history. There will be no interferences, no excuses, and one unadulterated winner. Road to Ruin, the HWA World Heavyweight Championship match shall vindicate all my actions since I returned in 2009, it will validate the Hardcore Wrestling Alliance, it will set the stage for the future. Look around you gentlemen, dig deep into the legacy of this business, this company and your careers, your heart and souls…your match is going to make me money it goes without saying, but this time…it is not the bottom line.
I shall not tell you what the future holds, and I will not speculate on the minds of men, for I know their hearts and their souls all too well, and in this I am never wrong. As old and cliché as it may be, believe me when I say unto you, there is always calm before the storm. Your match is but the first drop of rain to fall, and there will be many before the flood. It is not the past that matters, not the present or what happens during your match that matters, but what comes after. Far too much has been invested to fail, nothing and no one shall detour me. Yes…..I wonder if you knew what was riding on this match if it would change anything, or if man truly cannot tempt the hands of fate on his own.
Senester turns from his desk to a wall with a small glass interface. He places his hand on it and scans it and a panel opens up. Inside is a large crystal ball. He holds it in his hands looking at it.
(Senester): Project LS-TW fere complevit. Futurum est in oculis meis. Ego sum Deus.
The crystal ball glows in his hands and he smiles deviously at the image inside as the scene fades to black.
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