Ghost Walking.

[Rob Diamond]

I tried to stay away...

I tried to resist the urge...

But your prayers never ceased...

Your cries for help woke me in the night...

I knew I couldn't stay away...

No matter how much I lied to myself...

No matter how hard I shut my eyes....

I always new I would have to return...

To save you once again...

To kill you once again.

Next to his beautiful wife he slept, her wrapped in his arms, is head nuzzled against her, the picture of a perfect and happy marriage. But ever so subtly is body began to stir, to shake, the nightmare returned again only this time it wasmore vivid, more real...

He saw himself standing among the bodies of both friend and foe, his hands painted red with their blood and a smile a mile wide spread across his face...

Beneath his black clad boot whimpered the voice of a woman, someone he loved a lifetime ago as they quietly begged for his mercy,begged for their very life. He regarded them coldly with large black eyes, his mouth opening like a sharks before it sank it's teeth into it's prey. Slowly he lifted his leg to free her from his body weight, silently she thanked God for his mercy and then he put out her light forever with one hard boot to the back of her skull....

He sat up in bed with a start, the nightmare having come to an end but so much more real than last time. He could feel the blood coating his fingers, the black leather tightly wrapped around his skin, he could still feel the sweet euphoria that her fear gave him...

He pushed himself up and out of bed, refusing to accept that he liked it, that he wanted it, that he missed any of it. He went into the white tiled bathroom with the red back splash and stared into the reflection in the mirror, whispering to himself that-

"I am not that person anymore..."

But when he looked up he was greeted with the black eyes of a hungry shark, the pale white skin of a man made of granite and hands so soaked in blood they would never come clean again....

"Honey? Are you okay?"

His wife slowly slipped in behind him, her hands making their way over his shoulders as she rested her head against the side of his neck.

"I am fine..."

"You don't sound fine."

She thought she could read him like a book, if only she knew is what he thought to himself, if only she knew... He shook the thought from his head and reached for her hand, grabbing it.

"I am fine. Trust me."

"I do,."

She smiled lightly at him, gripping him around the waist and holding him tightly. He tried to remember what it felt like to enjoy this feeling, the love he used to feel and slowly it started to dawn on him...

He did not care for any of this.

He looked at the woman he was married too, the one whose family he had joined, the one who he told that he loved every single morning and every single night and with a cold shiver down his spine the breadth of his lie had become horrifyingly apparent...

You would not leave me in peace...

Silently you all begged for my return...

Hoped for it...

Prayed for it...

You wanted me back in Imperial Wrestling...

You wanted me to pick up where I left off...

You wanted my supposed reign of terror to continue....

Because you knew....

That at least I was honest...

I told you I am GOD....

I told you I am UNBEATABLE...

I told you if you followed me I would SAVE YOU...

I never lied...

I never had too...

When I stepped foot in that ring you knew exactly what you were getting...

A horror show...

And you loved me for it....

Hated me for it....

But at least you knew where you stood...

At least you knew what would happen if you crossed me...

Imperial Wrestling has fallen so far since I stepped away...

Foolishly chasing my dreams of a life beyond that ring...

Imperial Wrestling has become a facsimile of its former self...

Men like Jake Conway...

Roberto Verona...

Stand in unopposed places of power...

Holding my sheep at bay...

Men I defeated...

Humiliated...

And destroyed...

Men who will feel a very real shudder when my music hits at High Stakes...

Because they know they cannot stop me...

They never could...

The only that that has changed since the last time we met...

Is that I have allowed them to flourish in my absence...

But now I return...

Their empire will fall...

And its ashes a new one will rise...

I have lived my entire life with a single code...

A code that has guided me through the most despicable of deeds...

Kill or be killed...

Survival of the fittest...

And there is none more fit than me...

That is something every single one of you are going to learn at High Stakes...

As one by one...

I crush you dreams in the palm of my hand...

And take back what was always mine...

The Imperial Wrestling Championship...

THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP...

Night of the Immortals?

No...

NIGHT OF GOD!!!