Post by The Legendary Doombringer on Jul 22, 2018 22:14:26 GMT -5
The scene opens with The Doombringer standing inside a dark, dimmed room, filled with smoke, glaring at the camera with a look that would destroy anyone and anything that would dare look him in the eye, if looks could kill that is. He was angry, for it was Casey Cortez that caused them the match. What she had no idea of, however, was that she just made a grave mistake. She made a mistake that would could possibly ruin the rest of her career. The Deadman had plans to ensure that she was held accountable for each and every one of her actions.
"Casey Cortez.....I think that it is imperative that you know, you've made a mistake that will not only cost you a shot at the World Heavyweight Championship, but you've also cost you...your soul. You may sound confident now, but soon that'll dwindle when you set foot...in my yard."
Primetime was soon to become her worst nightmare, as it was almost time for her to pay for the sin that she had commited. She had crossed the wrong "Big Dog" and it was about to cost her everything. She wanted a title, she wanted fame, but the only thing that she would end up famous for was just another name added to the list of souls claimed by The Phenom.
"Soon, your dreams will come crashing down before you....As for the crimes that you've just commited, you will pay dearly for. In time, you will look into the eyes of the Reaper, and you'll be sorry. As you start having second thoughts for what you have done....You'll realize that it is far too late for redemption. It'll be far too late to escape from the clutches of Death's Grip. You're fate has been sealed, and you know why. Soon, you will feel the wrath of which you've never seen. There is no forgiveness, for I only come for one thing...your soul. You thought you could walk into Hell without any repercussions, you'll see. You've got a one way ticket, one that very soon....you'll come to regret."
The camera pans out to get a full view of the big man's stature. The feeling in the room grew colder as his eyes shifted to his left, as he raised his right hand up to about his waist. The camera then moved over to his left to reveal a solid gold casket. The craftsmenship of the casket was gorgeous, obviously the highest of quality. It was made out of Mahagony, with a solid gold coating and a velvet body.
"The only gold that you will claim is this very casket...I took it upon myself to make this casket by hand, as this very casket will soon hold yet another victim in my collection of souls. Heed my words, and listen close...Tomorrow night, your chances of becoming Champion will disappear into the darkness.....as I draw closer to reclaim what is rightfully mine, my Holy Grail. Rest assure, You're debt will soon be paid, and your soul will have been claimed...and then you will....Rest....In....Peace!!!!......"
He rolled his eyes into the back of his head, and with the sound of a gong the camera cuts to black, ending the scene.
