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Post by Shaun Hart on Jul 25, 2022 17:39:15 GMT
Match Three
IIW TV Championship
Singles Standard Match
Caleb Scott vs Scotty Adams (c)
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Post by Caleb Scott on Aug 6, 2022 17:19:45 GMT
Los Angeles, CA The camera opens to an aerial view of Los Padres National Forest. The night sky is clear, the moon is nothing but a sliver in the sky amongst the stars. The trees sit so still that it looks like a picture. As we move in through the trees, we are shown an abandoned shack, only about 15' x 15'. A light fog surrounds the structure. The small shack is on the verge of collapsing in on itself. The wood of the walls has been rotting away for years and there are many holes in the roof. The camera approaches the doorway which sits without a door. As we look into the darkness of the shack from outside, 4 torches light up the inside. The 4 hooded figures each standing in their own corner of the shack. In the middle of the room, we see Caleb Scott sitting on the black throne. His arms resting on the arms of the throne, staring straight ahead at the camera. His black hair draped all around his head, partially covering his face, and resting on the shoulders of his black leather jacket. The camera zooms in on Caleb as he looks up into the camera. "August 8th. The Crypto Arena, just up the road from here. I get my chance to finally put a piece of gold around my waist and take my place as one of the top wrestlers in IIW. I have taken out every opponent that dares to face me and it will be the same result in Los Angeles."
The light from the torches flames flickering on Caleb's face as he speaks. He doesn't break eye contact with the camera and continues to gaze fiercely into the lens. "Scotty Adams, your time as champion is finished. You won the title at When Worlds Collide and ever since then you have failed to win a match. Raines pinned you to go to Elimination Chamber, before that Page put you down for the 3 count. At Mayhem, you will get more of the same and that Television Championship will come home with me. IIW deserves a better TV Champion and I'm going to be the one to give it to them. That title deserves to be on someone that can make it mean something. Bring some prestige to the title. I cannot and will not be stopped by you or anyone else that tries to stand in my way. I am going to beat you in that ring because of the simple fact that I am better than you. I am stronger, I am more brutal and violent than anyone else you have ever faced, and you can consider it luck if you can walk out of the Crypto Arena under your own strength."
Out of nowhere a strong gust of wind blows into the shack. The flames nearly extinguished the wind is so hard. The camera then cuts a view from inside the shack over Caleb's shoulder and outside we see a figure standing about 10' from the doorway. The figure has a large hood up with his head bowed and arms slightly extended to the side. The figure slowly reaches up and grips the hood. Pulling it back, it is revealed to be Amon. He looks up and stares back at Caleb. "I was wondering when you would finally reveal yourself. Creeping around outside my house and following me to the cities I'm wrestling in. I have eyes everywhere so don't think I don't know you're there." "I know you've seen me around, that was intentional. If I didn't want you to see me, you wouldn't. I've been keeping tabs on you ever since your betrayal. I've also been noticing the mistakes you're making."
Caleb glares at Amon. "I have been dominating IIW and have a shot at the TV title. Does that sound like I'm making mistakes? This is why I left you and brought your little friends here with me. You were a weak leader and couldn't stand to think someone else could come in and be more powerful than you. So why don't you crawl back into the hole you were living in." "Do you really think I would willingly let you walk away? Do you really not know me at all? This is much bigger than you can comprehend."
Caleb tilts his head and gives Amon a confused look. "What exactly do you mean? You brought me in all those years ago, I outgrew you and ascended to levels you could never reach so I left. What else would be at play?"
Amon smirks and releases a quiet laugh. "Everything is by design, and all will be revealed in time. For now, just know I'll be keeping my eye on you."
Amon then puts his hood back up and bows his head down. A thick wave of fog then begins to blow through and engulfs Amon. As the fog clears, Amon has disappeared. Caleb slowly rises from the throne and walks to the edge of the shack, staring out the doorway surveying the land. After a couple of minutes Caleb steps out of the shack and takes a few steps forward. The camera, now facing Caleb, showing the 4 hooded figures also stepped outside and are lined up along the shack holding their torches. "I don't have time for this nonsense, Amon! If you're going to do something, then do it and stop dragging this out. I have more important things to worry about."
Caleb looks around before focusing back on the camera. Caleb then grabs the camera and pulls it close to his face. The camera shaking and jerking around as Caleb speaks. "Scotty, enjoy your final minutes as the IIW TV Champion. After we meet at the Crypto Arena on August 8th, it will be me that will be holding it above my head and I will be bring you to your Final Resting Place!"
Caleb then pushes the camera up towards the sky and when the camera moves back down and into focus, Caleb and the figures have disappeared. The final shot showing the shack is now nothing but a pile of rubble and debris. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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