Post by Spike Kane on Jun 30, 2009 9:24:49 GMT -6
Chaos Bleeds.
Feel his madness, to feel this pain
Feel his madness, to feel this pain
The days I've spent on the sidelines since that fateful day have haunted me for a long, long time. I saw my fame and fortune snatched away from me, taken by undeserving hands. My reign as the greatest champion this company has ever known was cut short by those so self absorbed, so self-righteous they couldn't even begin to understand that what they were doing would spark a chain reaction that would all but destroy a man and his family. Where I a weaker man, where my family not the rock that they had become for me....I would not be here, I would not be standing in this company seething with anger, throbbing with power, and bleeding for revenge.
Many people have wronged me in my time here, many people have conspired to end me, but no more....my quest for revenge has begun, and it has begun with the one man who deserves it least of all! That is right, least of all.....I pity Falcon, he was trying to break out of the shadows, trying to make a name for himself...the only thing he did wrong was pick the wrong man so I'm afraid he is chosen...
Revenge begins now.
Revenge begins with Falcon.
Feel his madness, to feel this pain
Feel his madness, to feel this pain
The days I've spent on the sidelines since that fateful day have haunted me for a long, long time. I saw my fame and fortune snatched away from me, taken by undeserving hands. My reign as the greatest champion this company has ever known was cut short by those so self absorbed, so self-righteous they couldn't even begin to understand that what they were doing would spark a chain reaction that would all but destroy a man and his family. Where I a weaker man, where my family not the rock that they had become for me....I would not be here, I would not be standing in this company seething with anger, throbbing with power, and bleeding for revenge.
Many people have wronged me in my time here, many people have conspired to end me, but no more....my quest for revenge has begun, and it has begun with the one man who deserves it least of all! That is right, least of all.....I pity Falcon, he was trying to break out of the shadows, trying to make a name for himself...the only thing he did wrong was pick the wrong man so I'm afraid he is chosen...
Revenge begins now.
Revenge begins with Falcon.
We open up on the large white building that had become quite well known as the home of the Kane Family. We can see two very young girls playing in the front yard with an older girl watching over them. Suddenly this peaceful image is disrupted by the sounds of heavy metal blasting out of a stereo system as a large black pick up truck drives up the drive. The driver kills the engine and thus the music before he drops out of the truck.
Girl 1: Unca Spike!
Spike extends his arms as the two girls run into his arms, he picks them up and spins around once. He carries then towards the other woman who smiles and hugs him, she kisses him on the cheek.
Spike: Hey Freya, it's good to see you again.
Freya: Tell me about it Mikey, it's weird you being touring with nCw again, and Brad being here all the time.
Spike: Yeah....I know, I feel bad about it, but...it's just....I couldn't leave the way it was, you know what I mean?
Freya flashed Spike a knowing smile as he put Brad's two girls down. He patted them on the head and walked into the house smiling back at his younger sister. He turns into the hallway his duffel bag now slung over his shoulder. He takes a left turn into the large living room where he spots his brother, Brad Kane sleeping in an arm chair with his recently born son cradled in his arms. Spike stops for a moment, taking in the image. A smile creeps across his face as he watches his brother and nephew.
Jealous?
Spike wheels on his feet straight away, the voice catching him off guard. He lets a sight of relief go as he sees his wife River standing there with their own son in her hands.
....Xander....
Spike smiles at his wife as she moves forwards to kiss him on the lips. Xander squirms in her arms until Spike scoops him up and lifts him into the air and all the hatred, all the anger, the fury....it all just disappears as Spike holds his son. Beaming like only a father could all of Spike's thoughts simply melt away as he holds his son close to him. He turns to look at his brother once more and wonder to himself if he looks as peaceful with his own son.
Spike: I'm sorry I've been away for so long baby, we're coming up to Picture Perfect at things are starting to get pretty demanding.
River: Hey. Don't be like that, it's fine. We all know you have unfinished business there, and trust me when Xander Aiden Kane grows up and sees the great things his father has done I'm pretty sure he won't mind missing a few weeks with his father here and there.
Spike smiles happily at his wife.
Spike: Your the best, you know that?
Suddenly Rivers face shifts, almost like a wave passed through her very face. Spike flinches but for some reason he can't put into words what happened. River turns to him, her smile taking up more of her face than humanly possible.
River: (Demoniacally) Of course I do......
Spike back pedals as the voice, using the term loosely, escapes from his wife's mouth. He clutches his son to his chest as he turns to his brother.
Spike: HOLY SWEET MOTHER OF GOD!
Spike shrieks in terror as he sees Brad Kane setting his son on fire and pouring lighter fluid all over himself and his son. Spike runs towards Brad but suddenly stops as his own son Xander begins to change. He grows too big for his arms and terrified Spike drops him and falls backwards to the floor.
Spike: What in God's na-
WHAT IN MY NAME! I AM YOUR GOD!
Spike quivers for a few seconds, trembling as the image of his son mutates into an abomination. A huge claw for a right arm, one eye bigger than the other and in general size growing to Spike's chest. Spike trembles as a crimson liquid takes over the colour of skin that once belonged to Xander.
You forget your place human...
No...no...master no I do not....
SILENCE! You forget worthless meat sack that without my help you will never achieve the greatness you so desire. You also forget that as a by-product of our bargain your family are mine until the blood feud is finished and the bird's blood is spilt!
Tears stream down Spike's face, tears of anger, hatred and deep deep sadness.
Are bargain is merely days away from completion master.....his blood will be spilt, as will my own in carrying out my duties to you...
Good. We the Chaos God's chose you for a reason human....we believe you are the one who can bring chaos into this realm and you will be handsomely rewarded when you do...as well as your family returned to you.....un-harmed.
The demon-Xander let out a blood curdling laugh before he started to melt away like water dripping down a window....no....not water, blood. The whole room around Spike starts to drip as if the walls themselves were bleeding. They all slowly bleed away to leave Spike sitting hunched over on a single cabin bed in a pitch black room with a single light in the corner. Spike whimpers as he realises he has awoken from a dream or a vision, something.... He climbs to his feet a snarl of anger on his face as he spots a camera in the corner of he room. He flicks his hair back wet from sweat as he prepares himself to talk. The nightmare fresh in his memory.
Falcon, your the only thing that keeps me holding on to this world. The thought of spilling your blood in arguably one of the most violent matches nCw will ever have....just another way of continuing my legacy. Believe it....nCw's most extreme matches I guarantee at least eighty percent of them are one's that include me. The things I've done....what I did to Jack Manson, I scarred Davey Ortega for life, I destroyed my own brother at Crossroads......let's not mention what I did to Vertigo and Prophet. You are trying to forge your own legacy Falcon, and I can;t help but respect that. One part of me is thrilled that you sought me out in an attempt to use my own fame and glory to catapult your own into the limelight. A smart move? Maybe....but let's be honest for a second here Falcon, I may respect your efforts....but the desire to smash your *** damn face in for what you did to me? That outweighs it by far...
Spike runs a hand through his hair as his eyes flitter from one object to another, a smile creeps then disappears, followed by a frown then a light chuckle.
The Bird Cage is where we will finally do battle. Finally take this to the end and show the world what we are both capable of. We will steal the show at Picture Perfect, that much is obvious. As to who will walk out victorious? That is another story all together. We will both walk into Picture Perfect with one hell of a point to prove and more on the line than anybody could ever understand. The future of nCw, the history of nCw, it all falls down to this one match. Falcon versus Spike....something that holds more weight than Spike Vs Angel EVER did. You see you and me? We both want this, we both want to rise to the occasion and reign supreme. We both want to defeat the other....whereas with Angel? He just had some mad obsession with me, no real reason for it....just because of my name. Just because I was better than him! Whereas you and me? It's different, you need to beat me to reach that certain status, whereas I have to prove that I am still the man that was once the face of this company. I don't feel like I deserve it, the fame and fortune that I once had but you know what? I don't care.....I don't care anymore. If Davey “The Choke Artist” Ortega can show up and get a World Heavyweight Title shot....then f*ck it, I don't deserve **** anymore....
BUT I WANT IT!
Spike grin at the camera, the glint and spark in his eyes once again. He runs both hands through his hair regaining his composure.
Once this thing with Falcon is over I am going to return the reign of dominance to nCw, and I'll start by going back to my roots, back to the Xtreme division and show them what xtreme REALLY is, Falcon has given me a chance to take a step in that direction whether intentional or not....we will tear the house down come Sunday Night, we will destroy each other, mentally as well as physically. Our match will be the furthest thing from perfect you could ever imagine. There will be blood...OH HELL YES THERE WILL BE BLOOD...for...he demands it....yes, HE demands blood, and we will deliver, tenfold! People will be talking about our match for years to come, it will go down in history in both nCw and in our own separate careers.
Spike climbs back to his feet. Pride more than anything forcing him to gain control of himself.
We collide at Picture Perfect Falcon, and it will be epic, everyone knows that. You've garnered respect from me, I just hope that when it comes to fight night I walk away having finally earned yours.....through pain, blood, and adrenaline....
“When darkness turns to light....
...it ends tonight”
...it ends tonight”