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Still Wrong!
Topic Started: Apr 28 2017, 05:56 AM (38 Views)
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*We open on Anna Bowie backstage with "The Predator" Gustav David Richlen. Bare bones setup, just how he prefers it.*

Last week, your reign as tag champion came to a screeching halt at the hands of the Crew. Knowing the hatred you and your wife have for the Crew, is it safe to assume that this has not been sitting well with you?

*Richlen... chuckles?*

You're right, Anna, losing the titles doesn't make me happy, but what would seem to make it worse is the fact that they are already crowing that they have proven... what, exactly? That Caleb Claudel remains nothing without having to cling to the coattails of someone else, just like he did when he was teamed with Harley Torres? That it took this long for Clay Krueger to actually accomplish something for the first time since he came back, only for him to now have to deal with the realization that it's now his reign that is on borrowed time?

Because if they tried to prove anything about us, well, Anna, let's lay the truth on the table and say it as it is: they failed. They failed, and now it's just a matter of time before the championships come back to where they belong, to the Alpha Wolves. If I were them, I would be praying that something happens to cause the show to be canceled, because it is the only chance they have of escaping with the titles in their possession.

You see, there have been many people who think they've solved the riddle of The Predator, and one by one, they've walked right into my jaws. Now, Ninja Blood Explosion thought they had us figured out, that they had proven something, but all they did was push us that much more, gave us that last spark we needed, and their title reign ended at our hands. Nick Riot thought he had proven something, thought he had exposed me for something he insisted I was, but all he did was hand me the paper and the pen to sign his career's death sentence. The list goes on and on and it stretches across many companies, Anna, but what Claudel, Krueger, and the rest of Coulter's hired minions have to understand is that the worst thing they or anyone else can do is to give me any reason to seek blood.


*This whole time, there has been a rather unsettling calm to his voice and a smirk on his lips. Anna, understandably, is confused by this.*

Except they took the titles from you in what was basically home territory from you, Claudel has already dismissed you as insignificant-

And how many others have made that claim about me only to regret it in the end?

*NOW his voice rises, and there is clear anger behind it.*

We've seen this story before, Anna, and we all know how it ends. And for someone like him, someone who is nothing when he's not riding the coattails of someone superior to him, as much as it pains me to consider Krueger as being anything in the realm of any sort of superiority, for someone like Caleb Claudel to claim that the Alpha Wolves are insignificant is a testament to the Crew's rampant stupidity and hypocrisy. Caleb Claudel was upset that he didn't get to be in one of the most vital matches in FIW's history, so what does he do? He goes crawling to Kim Coulter and begs her for a spot because he's a selfish human being, as if that wasn't proven enough already. Caleb Claudel couldn't be a lower member on the Crew's totem pole if he was a clone of Rob Garcia, and that man is short the entire deck in the box of cards. Now if he wants to take issue with that, I suggest he keep his mouth closed lest the flies enter it and I suggest further that he actually try to prove something that hasn't been debunked on so many other occasions. The Crew proved absolutely nothing, Anna, nothing save for the fact that they are too foolish to realize that angering me is a mistake that they will very soon regret, and there is not a single thing that they can do about it.

Now as far as the trios match is concerned, maybe Keith Williams and I haven't always seen eye to eye in the past-


*Likely conjecture on his part seeing as they really didn't interact all that much when Williams was around earlier in Richlen's tenure.*

-but I have just about as much faith in him as a partner as I do in Shaelin, and we all know just how deep that runs. Now, we already know that the Wolves can defeat two-thirds of the other side, and if Claudel wants to keep running his mouth he can easily be added to that list. In fact, after he receives his Autopsy Analysis, well....

*He chuckles again.*

Let's just say that he won't be doing very much talking for a while.

Obviously, he'll also be in the main event so you will have another opportunity to get your hands on him, but I would have to assume that your primary focus will be on Stephen J. Eversol.

My primary focus is on a bit of karmic revenge. You see, the Crew, for now, has our tag titles. Therefore, in the spirit of, "What goes around comes around," it stands to reason that I should take the Fighting Spirit Championship from them. It's too bad, though, that the Grand Prix Championship isn't on the line as well, seeing as I could then deprive them of an easy path to Johnny Amazing.

So, while I normally would explain how I am the living embodiment of fighting spirit and that the Crew will never know what that really means, the truth is that this isn't about fighting spirit. It's about revenge. It's about anger. It's about making them bleed before I throw them out. While I have nothing against Stanton, The Dream, Holland, or Zombie Black, they find themselves in the line of fire, they'll become extra bodies for the pile.

Now Rob Garcia, he's not too bright, you see, and he has to step into the ring with the big boys for once. How well do you think that's going to end for him? And Claudel, well....


*There's that chuckle again.*

We know what's going to happen to him.

And then it'll be Eversol, all by himself, the Crew's last chance of surviving the night unscathed. And let's just say there is plenty of unfinished business for me to attend to when it comes to that man.


There's one other person that will be in that match: your wife, Shaelin. What if the match comes down to just the two of you?

*The look on her face gives away the fact that she'd really rather not ask that question, nor does she want to know the answer. Oh, and it looks like she's hoping that he takes a long time to answer.

Except it doesn't even take half a second.*

Well, we'll just have to cross that bridge when we get to it, won't we?

*And there's that chuckle again as he backs out of the scene, leaving a worried Anna behind as we fade out.*
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