Its a warm night the night sky is partially cloudy however the bright full moon illuminates the clouds that drift under its foreboding light, beneath the heavens rest a graveyard of small proportions. This place seemed to be the kind of place you would bury someone or something you would wish to forget but The man standing close to a particular unearthed and unmarked grave had never forgotten his black heart's first treasure. This night he nearly blended in wearing black robes that stirred old frightful memories of days long passed, his powerful commanding voice echoed from the slightest hint of fatigue from his minions on the Dark Horse pay roll to inspire fear and make them work faster on the task at hand.

Michael Dredge: I want it now, not tomorrow, not an hour from now, I want our symbol of union NOW!
The men in the hole frantically shoveling reply back obedient (Yes Lord!) Dredge begins to pace growing ever more impatient around the hole, his eyes uncaring what else happened around him. It was only after the men pulled the small wooden box from the ground did Michael Dredge began to calm and once calmed he turned his attention to the camera crew his voice a cold calculating one.

Michael Dredge: Finally the family is nearly back together once more....

The robed Icon is handed the wooden box by a submissive filth ridden man who quickly backs away quickly as Dredge suddenly embraces the box close to his chest as if were something living. His tone suddenly goes soft and loving.

Michael Dredge: I promise to never depart with you again my little sweet. Soon you will be united with your family once more to never be cast out and forgotten ever again. I want her to see what she has done to you, I want her eyes to look upon the destruction it has caused upon your innocence. The masses have forgotten you just as they tried to forget me but together you and I will rise beyond the highest mountain in the world. We will rule together you and I, with her..... Even if we have to snatch her by force.

In the distance a single vehicle can be heard and seen pulling into this forgotten resting place, its a plum colored limo, upon arrival the back door opens and out springs Sheik Shakir dressed in black Arabian robes he speaks with anticipation and excitement.

Shakir: Glorious one they phoned me saying this joyous thing is finally complete!

Dredge nods solemnly before handing the wooden box to his family's most devoted follower.

Michael Dredge: See to it that my precious creation is well taken care of and attended too. Everything has to be perfect Shakir with zero mistakes.

Shakir now holding the small Ark races back to the limo where he places the valuable container into the back seat before climbing in himself and departing. Dredge watches with a satisfied gleam in his eyes then when the vehicle is completely out of his sight does he turn to face the camera.

Michael Dredge: Now that the most important business has been taken care of let me focus on the second......

Dredge laughs at the very thought of it his whole demeanor suddenly changes within seconds however back to the cold calculating thinker that he is.

Michael Dredge: Michael James.... Michael James The Undefeated World Champion.....

Dredge rubs his clean shaven chin in a playful manner

Michael Dredge: You have already read into my message to you incorrectly... Don't think for a moment that I would ride on past glories and feats that you could only dream of achieving. As I said you are a lot like I once was, you have proven me correct in my last assessment of you. Like you I hated how the people before me used to live in the past, it used to drive me insane a matter of fact. I learned early in my career that to live in the past is one of the worst mistakes a man could make. Past accomplishments are a wondrous thing to glimpse back upon but never dwell on because it causes a once great man to falter, fail, and ultimately destroy the legacy he had once built. I have seen these things happen many times to many people some still on the roster to this day.

Dredge's tone becomes playful with amusement now as he focuses on the man that Michael James is.

Michael Dredge: You amuse me Michael James because you are becoming the very thing you claim to hate. A prideful man just like Butch Parker, both of you beat your chest like Neanderthal cavemen threatening anyone who you feel threatened of. Its as crystal clear as the diamond sitting atop the ring I will give my lover whom you and the rest of the world know as Senester, or God. You Michael James feel threatened by me, you have already began to express anger towards me because I am the one factor in HWA that you will never have control of. You know so little about me, but what you do know is I am beyond you and everything you have ever encountered.

Dredge spreads his hands out as if imagining a chess board in front of him, his tone still playful but his eyes give away that behind this playful demeanor his mind is already thinking of the next ten moves.

Michael Dredge: You want me to prove myself? HA! In my past life I would jump head on at the challenge and oblige you my beautiful Japanese warrior. But in this life things are much different, you tell me my sweetness that HWA isnt the same HWA that I departed. I beg to differ on that remark, yes things change but a lot stays the same! My undefeated HWA World Champion says this is "his era of perfection", I would be a full to deny you of your time in the spotlight by saying untruthful things such as Butch Parker would say. Yes for now my beloved Michael James this is your era, it's your era for now..... Unfortunately mortal men and their era's don't last forever but the time of the Lord does...... When the time of the Lord comes my reign will be eternal.

Dredge's tone drifts back into the cold calculating one as the subject becomes a little more serious.

Michael Dredge: Right now Michael James my undefeated Champion I could care less if you choose to play the game with me or if you choose to brush me off arrogantly as you have so many others. The reason is my lovely is because right now there is someone more important than you I have my eyes on. You know her pretty well, she means more to me than the world title or any title for that matter. Because see as you needed The All Stars title or The World title to get recognized as someone important, well....

Dredge chuckles

Michael Dredge: I don't need it... There will come a time when I will desire it more as a novelty prize, something to dangle over people like you who's lives depend upon it but that as far as my desire really goes for it. The World title like Wisdom are all simple tools that I will use against those who oppose my love Senester and myself. Does it anger you that I am so beyond you MJ? Are you starting to understand that it is I who can destroy your hopes, dreams, and very life if I so choose? I can destroy your life just as fast as Senester could.... Come on think Michael James.... THINK!

Dredge reaches into his robe pocket pulling a Cuban cigar from it, then a flask.

Michael Dredge: Senester the creator and owner of the HWA wanted "ME" back. Not just as an active member of the HWA but back on "his" side not just as a partner in crime as you call it but at his side as his chosen mate. Again I say Undefeated warrior use your mind and "Think" if I really wanted you destroyed and felt you unworthy of being destroyed by my own hands all I would have to do is tell Senester to terminate your ass, strip you of the title and then hire an assassin to put a bullet between your eyes and you would be gone forever remembered as the many flash in the pan champions that came before you.
Dredge's demeanor turns venomous deadly as he now begins to circle around the camera like a caged animal ready for the command by Senester to execute the pitiful yet prideful victim before him. The Cigar in his right hand, the flask in his left both firmly gripped by his vice like hands.

Michael Dredge: Feel honored that my love believed in you to give you the opportunity of a life time by following the road I paved for you to take. Yes Michael James your a carbon copy of the man I once was, yes Michael James your right now as it stands without question a great man but only because you follow the path of Michael Dredge. Do I desire us to be enemies? No Michael I don't because you intrigue me, you fascinate me, you amuse me! I want to add you to my collection of toys just as Shakir has been added, and soon Wisdom. I would much rather you share Senester and my bed than be marked for eternal damnation as Butch Parker has been marked. You have a choice Michael join us or be destroyed..... The choice is yours my sweet Live or Die......

Dredge alters course to the hole in the ground where the wooden box had laid for so many years forgotten.

Michael Dredge: There never was a proper burial for the mortal Michael Dredge was there? The man from Nashville, TN. The Cowboy from Hell, the Leader of The Pack, The HWA Hall of famer that held every title there was to hold. The husband who was married to Kate, Father of Michael Dredge Jr. The man who would charge head on to any challenge anyone ever made to him, the restless soul so willing to prove himself at all cost. Let tonight be the night any memory of that man be buried and forever forgotten, the new Michael Dredge needs not accolades of the past to his name to be remembered by anyone because this Michael Dredge only lives for the here and now.

Dredge drops the cigar into the hole.

Michael Dredge: World title, All Stars title, Tag Title, any fuking title is obsolete to me as is this old world HWA continues to live in. Remember Michael James this is your era for now but HWA isn't your world it belongs to Senester and myself and sooner than later we will destroy the old world and create a new one in its place.

Dredge drops the flask into the hole next before motioning for Dark Horse personnel to come to his side. His venomous voice adding a flare of pure darkness and command to it as he bellows out.


Michael Dredge: Let any memory left of this mortal man Michael Dredge be the first to burn!

One man pours a small canister of lighter fluid into the hole while another has a small can of gas that is being doused into it. Dredge pulls his once beloved golden zippo lighter out with MD on it made from diamonds, giving it no more than a seconds glance strikes it before tossing it into the hole to create a furnace of fire.

Michael Dredge: So let it be....

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