It Took One Bullet

The scene opened up on top of a rooftop, the location was perfectly known as Las Vegas as the MGM Grand was seen in the distance. the scent of a Marlboro 83 lingered the air, it was a humid night but you wouldn't know by this man's presence as he made the air feel cold, the time stopped and the wickedness of the world stood on its head as he continued to speak, not being able to be seen in the shadows

?:I took my absence from this industry cause I was sick of the creative thots, the cunts in charge of putting matches together, road agents lobbying for their politician to win and make me look bad. IVDPW was the last straw. I will give Izzy the credit in the world, good concept, SHIT EXECUTION! Good try, just next time, game plan what to do when it croaks.

All Fight Wrestle is another story. That company was doomed from the beginning. If swallowing cocks was how people got put over, everyone would've been undefeated but yet I get told to put over a nobody child? And that if I didn't, I'd be getting sued? Fuck that.

You heard a thud, like a loud crash as the man slammed his fists into the wall that was on his sides as he finally came from out of the stairwell and showed his black trench coat as it had all sorts of satanist symbols spray painted everywhere, an upside cross on his back with the circle A over the cross, he chuckled as bit.

?: It took one bullet, one angry manifesto, one attack, one goddamn reason and one goddamn motherfucker to make me wanna crush peoples heads in again. Now, I did notice i'm not the only Deutsche here to be noticed. Johanna Krieger, i'd like to congratulate you on your successes so far in this industry. I have been taking notice. It's impressive but now you need step aside for a little bit.

See NFW doesn't have enough hate running through its veins. It lacks the will to wanna kill, destroy and manipulate others. It lacks the resolve to get shit done. These competitors are useless fucking children, running around playing house and not knowing their place in this world.

See kiddies, your place in the food chain is at the bottom, with a spike through your chest and your head on my pike and encircled in my own potter's field, my killing field.

The man stepped through more to reveal it was Mikhail Reinhardt who was speaking as he smiled that wickedly hate filled smile.

Mikhail: I've never been called sane, I've been called corruption, casted out, fallen, DEAD! NFW is now my playground and I dare motherfuckers to step up in my way, I will show you crazy and I will show you was true, unbashful hate can cause. I've been away from my children for far to long and now I have to return to make them remember me cause they will remember me and when they do, they will see the errors of their ways and realize how truly fucked they are.

It took one bullet, one angry manifesto, one attack, one goddamn reason and one goddamn motherfucker to make me wanna crush peoples heads in again. NFW, everyone's blood is on your ring mats and in your hands. Your allowing this.

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