Shadow's Shedding Skin.

[Leon Black]

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It as the darkest night of any.. Angels missing, only demons out in the open.. Any or all innocence that this certain individual had been long gone with the daylight that was obviously missing. With the night growing young and the daylight gone, the camera began to reveal a landscape that looked much like an empty graveyard that had a shack in the middle during a severe thunderstorm. With the camera making its way closer and closer to the shack, the door would slowly creak open to show a man in black, but had black and white face paint standing there in the middle of the one room shack.  

"Wiiiill... Oh, Wiiiiiilll!"  

The deepened and tormented voice called out before looking over his shoulder to look directly at the camera and he spoke once more.. It was like Lucas (now known as Leon Black) had lost it, lost whatever humanity he had left inside of him.. Leon had no reason.. He was the man who was going to hurt anyone and everyone who got in his way of being to the top. Leon was a man of pain and suffering which is the exact feelings he will conflict upon anybody.. It was time for everyone to realize that Leon was the Force of Mother Nature that was going to plow through everything. With his eyes locked on the camera, all anybody would see is the blackest eyes, the devils eyes.  

"All our lives we dream about having it all, but only a very few of us ever live that dream.. We all wonder what it would be like to be a big superstar of the world, but we just wake up.. trying to survive another day.. You wake up that day and you wonder if your life has any importance, if anyone really cares, .. if there's anyone who understands.. Where does anyone find freedom? Is there even such a thing? Or is it a lie to keep everyone fooled by their own ignorance? I was looked at as the kid who couldn't hang. You can look at me as the painted freak who is all talk and no action, but it will only be a certain amount of time before I'm the one filling your grave.. Underestimate all you like, folks, but in the end.. I am the one who will remain on top and I am the one who will redeem a lost legacy. Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion between supposed lovers, between supposed brothers.. There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away. Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting. I've done the math enough to know the angers of our second guessing. Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication. I know the pieces fit 'cause I watched them tumble down. No fault, none to blame, it doesn't mean I don't desire to.. Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over. To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication."  

What was he going on about..? It was if he was speaking from the mind of a mad man, the mind of someone who was sadistic, twisted, someone of who will even go as far as to murder to get what he wanted, but of course it wouldn't come to that. The dark entity known as Leon Black was of a lost soul, a damaged mind of when many took advantage of one similar of those who were great, legends so to speak. Of wolf and man, there was darkness and the light.. With passion, comes desire.. With Heaven, there is Hell. There was no good without the evil, there was no innocence without the common guilt of basic humanity of whom lost their souls. Will Peterson was in trouble, it was a battle of either life or death for this superstar.. He had no idea what he was getting into and Leon for the same, but he didn't care, Leon wanted to hurt, he wanted to cause pain, maybe even see the tears of mercy.   

"Your clock is ticking, Will.. That's the one thing you're also missing, but yet.. That's your name. Your name is a lie, a something you will lack.. A something you are not. Will, you're going to lose yourself after I am done with you, you are going to lose the lie of "Will".. This is the fight for your life, it's either life or death - Heaven or Hell. Will, you're going to become broken, you're going to become the forgotten memory of past times and the lie of the present because that's all I see you as, a fictional man of whom will no longer be the lie of today's time. I want you to be on your knees, I want you to watch your life wash away, I want you to watch all your regrets come back, and I want you to beg for your mercy for I may spare you, but as of now, .... You're the first sacrifice.."  

When he was finished speaking, lightning crackled with thunder roaring and the flashes of lightning lit up the room for a split moment before he opened his arms wide open and his body began twitching frantically with his head leaning over, then back up as if he were being crucified in the shack. What the hell was going on? Was he even human? What the hell was Leon? He is a shadow in the light, the night of the day, some were to even say he was the Antichrist.. This mans inner demons were coming out, the evil was oozing out, the hell was coming. The IWF may have a new legend of today to be praising.. to be looking at and not showing off wrong thereof. The Dark Entity known as Leon Black was going to bring his dark kingdom to the IWF and soon become their most prized fighter and soon their most dominant world champion of all time.. The IWF was under the New Era known as ..... The Shadow Era.. It was a new time, a new day, a darkened day. With hell coming to the IWF and Heaven missing, Leon was going to take both and make it his own, make any or all innocence gone within the poetry in motion. Leon Black, the Blackened Light, the Antichrist, he was going to make everyone fear him.. He was going to make his name known in the most bizarre ways of what any being in mankind could ever do.   

There was nothing anyone could ever say, nothing they could ever do. All the IWF was going to have within their grounds was pain, fear, and suffering. Feel the rhythm, to feel connected enough to step aside and weep like a widow to feel inspired , to fathom the power , to witness the beauty , to bathe in the fountain , to swing on the spiral , and to swing on the spiral. Swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human . With my feet upon the ground you lose yourself between the sounds and open wide to suck it in you feel it move across my skin , your reaching up and reaching out , your reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder you.. After the moments of Leon seemingly being crucified, he dropped back down to his feet and he would then speak once more before staring at the camera.  

"Will, ... You're going to regret ever stepping in the ring with someone like me..  

You're going to realize that Heaven can't save you from my Hell..  

Will, you're going to be on your knees, in tears with regret, you're going to beg for your life.  

Shh, Shh.. Don't cry, little boy.. Its only the beginning of your self manipulation..  

All you can do is wish for peace, watch the falling sky of damnation and realize that your God can't save you..  

Will, it's your end, it's your time."  

After speaking once more, his head turn to the right to look out the window to see the storm, the clouds, the rain.. The tombstones of the people who are forgotten and are memories of the part, nothing in the present. The people in the land of the dead had nothing left, they were soulless beings who would never be remembered again.. When he looked at the tombstones, the only thing that crossed his mind were his parents whom he lost at a young age. When that crossed his mind, that was the only thing that ever brought humanity back to him for that moment in time, he loved his parents dearly and they loved him.. It sure was a hell of a loss, but he was always there for them. Shaking his head to get rid of the thought, he clenched both his hands for them to ball up into a fist. 

VENGEANCE 

Leon had an legacy that was dying, a legacy that never had the proper start to it because he was treated like crap over and over and over and over as if he never mattered, as if he was seen as the kid who wouldn't make it in the industry of Professional Wrestling, but that is where everything was going to change. Though he just had a moment where he completely lost his mind, he would look over to the camera soon after clenching his fists and he then spoke once again. 

"You can break a mans spirit, take away everything he was fighting to get, and smother him in self pity, but that's where any mortal man will make the devastating mistake.. Life is too short to waste, it's too short to give up on your dreams and goals. Will.. Will.. Will, man, don't you see? I am fighting to get myself to the top! Clawing, scratching, fighting my way back up!! If you want to tussle with me, we're gonna' tussle and I am going to tell you exactly what I am gonna' do to ya'!! First, we're gonna' do our giddy entrances, we're going to have the crowd hyped and joyful, and then.. AND THEN.. I am going to break every little finger on your little tiny hands! I'm going to break eeeeeevery bone in your body, and take a guess what I am going to do next, Peterson! I am going to put YOUR ASS to sleep and pin you for the ONE TWO THREE to have my arm raised in victory and you will wake up on a stretcher lost and forgotten! Will, something awakened inside of me, BUDDY! IT'S GOING TO BE A BLAST!! I'm going to hurt you, Will! As simple and basic as it sounds, I'm going to kick the crap out of you. You're going to cry, OOOOH BOOOOOHOOO! You're going to look up, you're going to see the dark shadow of Leon Black and I am going to stare right back atcha' and I am going to LAAAAAAAUGH! AHAHAHA! IT'S SHOWTIME, WILL, IT'S GAME ON, AREN'T YOU EXCITED?!" 

There's Leon Black. There he was, ready to fight, excited, hyped, crazy. He was ready to take Will down and he was ready to have his armed raised in victory and soon go on to win the IWF Championship to show he is THE BEST of the industry, of the here, of the now, and of the future. When he finished shouting, he would point his finger at the camera before smirking every so slightly then speaking again. 

"I hope you're ready, buddy'o'pal, because I am going to hurt you, I am going to do as I said and that is break eeeevery little finger off your little measly hands!! I am going to snap your little neck and WE'RE GONNA HAVE A BLAST! And by WE, I mean me because I'm sure me snapping your neck ain't gonna' be that much fun for ya'. Will, I'm sorry for everything and everything that's going to happen to ya'! Just close your eyes, rest forever, smile for me! Let me see those teeth just so I can knock them down your throat. I'll rip your tongue out and suffocate ya' with it, I'll make sure you're not moving after out match!! It's only the beginning of the end, Will. Will, Will, Will.. TAKE NOTE. TAKE NOTE OF WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN TO YOU!!" 

When he was done shouting, Leon had a picture of Will Peterson resting on an empty board before picking up a kitchen knife and slamming it into the picture. Right through the face of the picture, a blade filled a gaping hole that was there thanks to Leon. 

"Man, Will.. Such a pretty sight, right? You're in luck because I can't do real harm to ya'! I can't do what I want, but with the rules in play, I can make the best of it and push the rules a little further and see you begging for your mercy. It's all over, Will! It's already over! It's over before the real battle has even begun!! Stand down, boy! Run away, don't come back! .. Or I can take you outback and put you down. It's such a long and painful experience for you.. Laying in the hospital bed, seeing nothing but black, trapped in your thoughts, wondering if anyone will ever listen to you go, wondering if you will ever see the brink of daylight again.. Will, it's far from over.. You're going to wish you never met me.. Remember what I said earlier.. Your name is a lie and it's something you will never have again after our match. I'm sorry, Will! Once again, I'm sorry for everything! And I am sorry for everything that is going to happen to you! Darkness falls, Will.. Hell is coming to Earth for it shall be the Apocalypse! Heaven vs Hell, winner takes all!! It will be your Shattered Silence! Bring the best you got, Will because it's your best will not be enough. Run, Will.. Run as far away as you can and as fast as you can because you won't be able to escape your shadow.. It follows you everywhere you go much like I will. I'm a voice in your head, Will! I'll do anything to ruin you, I'll make sure you're nothing left but a broken memory, a man who sees nothing but blackness and never the light, you will feel the maggots under your skin, the worms in your veins, the dirt over your grave.. Say Goodnight, Will.. It's time to say goodbye to everything and everyone you've ever loved." 

Man, Leon was sure trying to play psychological mind-games with Will.. He was trying to get in his mind like a disease that would soon feast on the brain and slowly kill him. Leon was going to make sure that his debut was going to be his night and the debut was going to be the dawn of the Shadow Era for the IWF. The IWF had someone new on their hands who would go out of their way to hurt any soul whom trespassed within his perimeter. Violence, a new legacy, darkness, all would be brought upon the IWF. The IWF was going to experience something something they have never had, they were going to experience hell on earth, a lion among men, hell among heaven.. It was all over for Will.. Time to kill his Will to fight, his Will to ever think less of Leon, his Will in general.. Goodbye, Will.. You're going to be nothing but a broken memory of the past.


THE END