A Monster...A DEVIL...

[StrongStyleNightmare]

:: The scene opens up to the hospital room of Sunshine Sparkles. The room itself is filled with flowers and various "Get Well Soon" card. You can see Sunny in her bed. On her lap is, would be be considered, the teddy bear version of her, a dozen roses and a box of assorted candies. Next to her stands her "boyfriend" Kyle Mason. :: 

Sunny: OMG!!! A teddy bear, flowers and candy!!! That Is sooooo sweet. I mean, who wouldn’t like all this stuff. Oh I have to see what kind of candy is in here. Hey Kyle, are these the kind where I have to suck out the creamy filling!?! 

:: Kyle nods his head as he points out all the different flavors of fillings are in the candy. Sunny quickly snatches up one of the candies with the caramel filling. :: 

Sunny: I LOVE SUCKING OUT THE FILLING!!!! 

:: Kyle just shakes his head as one of the nurses that are walking by, pauses and looks into the room. :: 

I...sure...they'd go well with the cookies I brought you.... 

:: Sunny stops for a moment and looks at the bruises that Kyle has gain since she has been gone. Kyle, feeling her gaze on him, doesn’t want to look down at her. He doesn’t want her to feel that he has been taking a beating because of her. :: 

Sunny: Kyle…are you ok? You look hurt. I don’t want you out there getting hurt for a stupid… 

:: Before she could finish, Kyle places his finger on his lips and whispers, “Shhhhh”. :: 

Nothing so important….could ever be considered, stupid. 

:: Sunny shows a concerned grin. Kyle just smiles back at her and holds her in his arms. 2 hours later, Mason is at his training Dojo. His chosen song for the moment blaring through the speakers of the empty training gym. :: 

“Ever since I could remember, 

Everything inside of me, 

Just wanted to fit in (oh oh oh oh)” 

:: To some they are just words to a song, but to Mason it is something different. To Kyle Mason, it takes him back to the days where his body was battered and bruised in order to become one of the best in the world of fighting sports. :: 

“I was never one for pretenders, 

Everything I tried to be, 

Just wouldn't settle in (oh oh oh oh)” 

:: The bloody and violent MMA path he had to cut on his way to the IWF. He thinks of the war he has become a part of for the IWF’s soul. But he doesn’t care about the soul of this company. He isn’t trying to be a good guy or a savior. He doesn’t want to be a hero. That isn’t his aim. He just wants revenge, plain and simple. :: 

“If I told you what I was, 

Would you turn your back on me? 

And if I seem dangerous” 

:: He isn’t a good man like the others who are in this war. He is a bad man…a bad man who for once in his life isn’t hated. But that will change. When this is all said and done, they all will realize that they were cheering a monster. And now that they have let him in…there will be no turning back. :: 

“Would you be scared? 

I get the feeling just because, 

Everything I touch isn't dark enough 

If this problem lies in me” 

Many would come out in front of the cameras and talk about their win and loss record. 

Many would come out here and talk about who they have beaten and the titles they have held. They would talk about the wars they have waged and the respect that they have earned. They would talk about their quest to be the best. 

But that isn’t what this is, Mason…that isn’t what this is about. 

But you know that now, don’t you Mason? After these first few beatings you gave me…after doing your worse and watching me get back up…more focused more dedicate. You realize this is any of those things, right? This is about one simple emotion. It’s an emotion that has built and broken kingdoms and left Gods…nothing more then myths that have faded away. This is about an simple emotion that is so strong that it has moved bodies to live when faith and life have abandon those bodies. 

:: Abuse..pain, these are things that Mason has dealt with time and time again as he sought to ascend to the top. There is nothing that Mason could do that he hasn't done to him self...willingly. :: 

This is about revenge. It’s about the revenge that has willed me passed beating after beating at the hands of your God and his lackeys. This is about Revenge that has me looking at odds that would make a normal man think twice. But even more than that, Mason. This is about you being in the way of that revenge. This is you standing in the way of that emotion that has broken empires in half. I am not here for you, Mason. Even though your ego is telling you that you are my roadblock….that you are what is stopping me. You couldn’t be farther from the truth, Mason. You couldn’t be any more wrong. 

:: Mason is being fueled by rage. That is what he keeps telling himself as he wakes up feeling hurt and bruised. That is what he tells himself every time he is about to cross the line. Rage and revenge.
::

You are nothing more than an interesting situation. Nothing more than an interesting question that is bugging me for the moment. You are nothing more than a interesting experiment that I’m about to conduct. Let me ask you, Mason…how much do you love your GOD? How much are you willing to do for him? Are you ready to spill all of your blood in his name, Mason? Are you willing to let go of your career? Are you willing to die for him, Mason? Are you willing to make that ultimate sacrifice for him? 

Because that is exactly what you are going to have to do for him, Mason… 

:: Because of those reasons he has become what this company is going to need. What it is going to deserve. :: 

You are going to have to walk into that cage, ready to die. 

:: And he plans on starting with the fingers of the GOD who holds the IWF in a deathgrip. One by one he will chop them away until there is nothing left to use. :: 

You are going to have to walk into that cage, know that you will bleed! You have to know that what will happen inside that cage will be not just career changing…but life changing. I am going to test your faith, Mason…I am going to TEST YOUR BELIEF! I want to know what your breaking point is when it comes to your GOD. I want to know just how far will he go for you. I want to know, when I have you in the middle of that cage…bloody and beaten, will he come down or send someone to save you. 

Or will he leave you in the hands of this company’s DEVIL. 

Will he himself run down to help or will he send down the troops to rip that cage door open to save you? Or will he watch as I use that cage to tear the flesh off your body? I wonder if he will just stand there as pints of your life’s essence spills from your body like water from a broken cup? 

You know what I think, Mason…I think GOD sent you head first into a battle with someone you know nothing about. Someone who you have never faced before. 

I am a very dangerous man, Mason. 

I’m a man that you forced back into the dark. You took my sunshine away and left me in the dark. 

But instead of being swallowed by the darkness…instead of being engulfed by it, Mason…I’ve adapted. 

:: Then he shall show GOD that once you open a door...you can expect worse things then you to peek from the darkness. :: 

You see in that darkness, I heard the voices come back. And you know what they told me, Mason. They told me they missed me. They told me…they were sad…because even though they missed me…they saw that I was happy. 

And they became sad when they saw that happiness ripped from my hands like a toy from a baby. 

:: Mason thinks Kyle is just another wrestler. Another name on the roster.
::

But then they told me something that saved me from hitting rock bottom. They told me…that they can help me. They can help me get revenge for what was taken from me. 

All I have to do is give them control… 

All I have to do is give them want they want… 

To give them what they have been waiting for. 

So I closed my eyes and allowed myself to drown in that darkness. That’s when I allowed myself to be swallowed whole by their urges. And when I opened my eyes back up...when I was able to breathe again, I felt it. I felt the change and I knew what I was…was no longer what I once was. 

I could tell as I looked at people when they passed by me. When I looked into their eyes…I saw the fear and the weakness that they tried to hide. I didn’t see a fellow human being. I saw a piece of meat. Something that I can tear into. 

Now I see everyone that isn’t her as nothing more than targets. 

Mere openers that will not satisfy my hunger. Mere snacks that will not keep me full until I get want I desire. I will devour you, Mason. I will leave you in the middle of the cage, as nothing more than then a stripped pile of bones.  

:: But he is wrong...Kyle isn't a name on the roster.
::

Inside that cage, Mason…you will face a Hell that reminds you of what you faced overseas. You will face a foe that doesn’t care who you are or what you have waiting for you back at home. All they know is that they must erase you from this reality. 

Some may look at this as an exciting match. And exciting match that they made more exciting as they throw it in the middle of a cage. But this isn’t that…this isn’t just that. This match is my coming out party. This is me showing the fans…and the world that I am destined to bring everything crumbling down around GOD. 

:: He is THE name on the roster. The one everyone will learn to watch out for.
::

And what more of a perfect way then to brutalize the former IWF Heavyweight Champion. 

What better way than to take everything you can throw at me, just to throw it back to you in spades. If I were you, Mason…I would go make peace with GOD. Tell him that you are set to do battle with the DEVIL himself…a man who will show the IWF world the true meaning of evil and bad intentions. Tell him that you, who are about to die, salute him. 

You tell him…you are one Gladiator that he will not get back. That you are one warrior that will not come back from the battlefields. 

Because I will not leave enough of you for even a Spartan to bring back on a shield. 

:: Mason leans against the wall and takes a deep breath. He knows why he is doing what he is doing…question is…can he go back to normal when it is all over. :: 

“I'm only a man with a candle to guide me, 

I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.” 

:: Every day he sees her, he tells himself why he does it…why is he willing to go this far. But with each match…each violent encounter, he finds himself enjoying it. Loving the violence and bloodshed that he has become part of. :: 

“A monster, a monster, 

I've turned into a monster,” 

:: Was she just the excuse to go back to that lifestyle of pain. For all the talk of love and sunshine, was this all she was to him. The key to the door he never wanted close in the first place. No that couldn’t be it…he needs her. They took her away and this is how he will get her back. :: 

”A monster, a monster, 

And it keeps getting stronger.” 

:: For her he was willing to become this…this monster…this DEVIL. And he will showcase his rage until he has done right by her. :: 

And as for you, the Angel pretending to be GOD. Soon..very soon, you will run out of fools to send out in front of you. After a while you will run out of sacrificial lambs to send to the slaughter. Eventually, you will have to get off that throne you have built on the back of others and face me. 

And when you do, GOD. 

It won’t matter what you have done before me…and what title you may hold. I will wipe your existence from this company. I will leave your children weeping at your grave…wondering what happened. When did you become so weak. I will leave them without a leader, questioning their choices.  

Vithar’s then and Vali’s force 

Heirs the empty realm of gods; 

Mothi’s thew and Magni’s might 

Sways the massy mallet’s weight, 

Won from Thor, when Thor must fall. 

I will be the instrument of your Twilight, Angel… 

I will be your Ragnarök…. 

That is my...

LEGACY!!!!