The New King

[Joe Everyman]

He's on a mission of mercy on a new frontier
He's gonna check us all out of here

The scene slowly opens up in the entry way of an unknown building. It is looking onto two closed doors, large and imposing. They slowly swing open to reveal a humongous room filled with piles of gold and silver trinkets and coin. The room is extraordinarily bright due to the sun light from the outside reflecting off the riches. The camera moves in further to see a large throne with a man draped in a large blue king's cloak. As the camera comes closer to him, he raises his head. Sitting atop his skull sits a crown of gold, rubies, sapphires and emeralds.

Joe Everyman: Twice in one night, the King of Kings fell to the one who was just a peasant. The court jester, the man they always laughed at, felled the giant. The ultimate David versus Goliath story finally came to fruition. And in the end, the man who had the world betting against him came out on top. The old king is dead... and it is time to welcome in your new king.

Joe stands up and raises his arms to form a cross, basking in the light and glow of the room.

Joe Everyman: Adam Knite, the king of nCw... has fallen. The single biggest threat of my career, and I am able to walk out of the arena victorious, not only once, but twice. So many tried to take it away from me. So many tried to bring me down. But in the end, I was able to slay the great king himself. But now, a new task sits upon the horizon. I go from defeating one of the grandest dragons this kingdom has ever seen to fighting a sewer cleaner who is even lower than I once was. This man, who many of you know as Jackhammer, is as low as they come. If the women weep and the children scream in his wake, do not think twice to join in with your own heckling. This man is an ogre. This man is an abomination. This man must be stopped. This would be such a mundane fight for me if it wasn't that the nCw X-Championship is on the line. This piece of gold would look stunning in my collection of treasure. This belt has eluded me for too long now. But this time... no longer will my gasp be loose. This time, things will be different. This time, I will capture the gold.

Peons like Jackhammer has brought this championship down to the ground for far too long now. It is time that it ascended to the heavens. And who better to bring it to the promise land than your new king? Nobody, that's who. I have brought prestige to so many things in the past, and it is finally times for me to lay my hands down upon that humble championship and make it great again. Every piece of gold in this kingdom has meaning. Each has a story to tell. However, this golden championship has had it's history clouded for too long. It is time for the winds of change to blow in and remove that shadow. Jackhammer, I would say that your time is up... but, truth is, you never had a time.

Nobody is going to remember a peasant like you once all is said and done. Years from now, people will still be talking about my accomplishments. Record time holder of the National Championship. World Champion. Hall of Famer. Slayer of Kings. Destroyer of Icons. King of Kings. And you... all you will ever mentioned with will be when an old sidewalk needs to be destroyed so a new one can come in. After all is said and done, your name will be removed from any championship record and sited as merely a fluke. People used to say the same about me, but then when I stepped up and caved in everyone's collective skulls with the force of my skills, they all started to believe. I had the potential to turn everything around. You, however, do not. You never did. And you never will.

You sounded like a little child with your asinine comments you said to me. A little child who is having a temper tantrum because he isn't getting what he wants. And Hammer, it makes me sick. Children like you do not deserve to live in my kingdom. People like you never deserve to live in such a wondrous and grand place. This company, this kingdom, is mine. I call the shots from now on. And you, Hammer, will be shown the door after you are crushed this Sunday at Crossroads. And surprisingly enough, it's not because of your comments. No, because those will hold no weight for you in this match. It is your physical ability that will be in doubt. You will fall crippled under your own weight as devastating blows fall down upon you. But you already know this. I can see it in your eyes. I can hear it in your heartbeat. The strands of your life are slowly being cut, and soon the last one will sever. You will fall down into the abyss from wince you came. And finally, this kingdom will be rid of you. Finally, this kingdom will be at peace.

For too long, monsters like you have roamed the countryside, but after Crossroads, no such creature will see the light of day. I will put you to rest, and continue my crusade towards the heavens. I will continue my crusade to putting people like you in your place. If you have any doubts, go ask Adam Knite. He is a man who could flick you in the chest and your heart would stop. Maybe he is that strong, or maybe you are just that weak. Whether your heart and soul step in to stop the carnage, or I just make you close your eyes and wait, the end will soon be near for you. Maybe then, this championship will gain some respect. Maybe then, all of your opponents who you somehow beat will be able to raise their heads a little higher and look onto the horizon with hope in their eyes. Maybe then, this kingdom will be a little greener, a little brighter. But until then, my people will still hold fear. But as soon as they see that it is a false fear, they will rise up and join their king. The stories told about you are much more fierce than the man who will stand in front of me. And in the end Hammer, you will bow to your new king.

Joe smiles into the camera while looking out upon his heaping piles of gold as the scene slowly fades to black.

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Where you can get your prescription filled