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Only Prey
Topic Started: May 24 2017, 06:30 AM (33 Views)
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*We open in a warehouse near Manchester, with the Panopticon smack dab in the middle of the building. Inside, there are three chairs: one occupied by Anna Bowie, the other two occupied by the Alpha Wolves, both facing her. Shaelin is in her ring gear minus the Training Mask, while Richlen is wearing the white scrub pants but has a Winterfylleth shirt. Because they are the greatest act to ever come from Manchester (apologies to the BeeGees and no apologies to Oasis and The Smiths. ESPECIALLY The Smiths).*

In a little more than a week's time, the two of you will be among the teams attempting to take the tag team championships from the Coulter Crew inside the Panopticon. Much has been made of the fact that for the two of you, this will be your first venture inside the Panopticon-

*Shaelin holds up her hand to stop the question.*

Much has been made by who, exactly? Clay Krueger? Someone who I pinned thinks we're in trouble in this match? He's done a lot to try to play damage control since then. Oh sure, he's going to try hanging, "BUT WE TOOK YOUR BELTS!" over our heads but the problem is he's done everything possible to try to belittle me since he *BLEEPED OUT FOR SANITY'S SAKE, BUT MY GUESS IS IT'S EXTREMELY PERSONAL AND INSULTING* My guess is that hadn't happened to him in a while.

*GODDAMNIT SHAELIN. Even your husband is reacting like you went too far there, girl.*

But since then, he's tried everything he can think of to minimize any perception of my ability, and why? Because he, someone who goes on and on about his past accomplishments like they're all he has left in his life, can't accept the fact that he lost to the one person everyone thinks is nothing more than a parrot? Because he's worried that if he admits that I'm every damn bit as good as I've always said I am, he's going to lose so much credibility with the rest of Coulter's thugs? Because maybe, just maybe, he realizes that he's not as good as I am after all?

Now you tell me, Anna: if we eliminate the Crew from the Panop- no, when we eliminate the Crew from the Panopticon, and especially if I pin him again, what do you think Krueger will say then? Then how is he going to try to downplay the fact that after all his efforts to discredit me, he still can't beat me?


*The look on her husband's face pretty much says it all. He's intending to let her get this out of her system first.*

Except they still are the champions, and one might argue that by focusing so hard on getting revenge, the two of you are opening yourselves-

Put that question on ice for a bit, Anna.

The thing is now, while I may not say anything kind about anything Krueger has done, and we will return to that point a bit later, my wife has gone out of her way to acknowledge his accomplishments. Up until now, one could say that she's had a begrudging respect for him. But he then goes out, runs us both down, and then gets upset when we decide he deserves nothing but disrespect. Hypocritical much?

But then Coulter wonders why we would turn against Claudel as swiftly as we have. Let me ask you this, Anna: how stupid is Coulter to not understand that when you join the enemy, you get treated as the enemy?


There's only one reward that Claudel deserves, and that's a traitor's reward.

Which means....?

*Shaelin opens her mouth to explain but her husband cuts her off.*

Let me make something clear, and I hope he hears this but I doubt he will: The Crew has never been a "family." They'll turn on each other in a heartbeat when their greed becomes too much, and it always does. There's no loyalty between members. Never has been. And Coulter is nothing but a leech who will turn against her minions if she thinks they're not valuable to her anymore.

So maybe the soon-to-be-former tag champs need to know this right now: when we reclaim the titles, how do you think Coulter is going to react? Do you think she's going to keep someone around who only went crawling to her because he was passed over for a tag match? Do you think she's going to keep someone around who got exposed by one of her worst enemies and subsequently failed to keep the titles from that enemy and her husband? Hell, after Eversol chokes against Johnny, after Garcia falls on his face against Izumi, after every Crew member loses in Manchester, how do you think she's going to treat her band of failures, and how soon will they turn on her?

If Claudel was smart, he'd wake the fuck up and get the fuck out. If that means turning on Krueger and letting someone else walk out as champs, then maybe he should do just that. My wife may be a lot less forgiving, but she's not me.

But like I said, I doubt he's smart enough to realize that this is a fight he can't win and a group of thugs that'll be his demise.


*Anna may or may not be lost right now.*

But as pointed out by Krueger, neither of you have competed in a Panopticon match, and in his opinion, he thinks that Shaelin is afraid of being in-

*That sentence is left unfinished as the Wolf Queen sends the chair flying into the Panopticon wall. Somehow, she manages to get the chair legs stuck in the chains, so the chair remains there for the rest of the interview as she goes right for the camera.*

YOU THINK I'M FUCKIN' SCARED, KRUEGER?! YOU FUCKIN' STUPID, [GOAT ASS]?! I'LL DRINK MY OWN FUCKIN' BLOOD IF IT MEANS TAKIN' OUR BELTS BACK FROM YOU, FOUR OTHERS BE DAMNED! I'LL FUCKIN'-

*She storms out of the chamber, kicking the (unlatched) door open and walking off, still ranting.

Her husband watches her go, then clears his throat.*

Whether I've competed in a previous match of this type or not is irrelevant. I've competed in similar, and I've competed in worse. I've won those matches. Whether my wife has competed in one of these or not is also irrelevant as she has already shown that she can beat the Crew. In fact, many of those in this match have already lost to us. That, Anna, is far more relevant.

But just because Krueger decides to arrogantly dismiss us, decides that he has to parade his so-called legend status every time he opens his mouth- Let me word it like this, Anna: I don't give a fuck about what he did a couple of years ago because constantly having to remind people that you did this, this, and the next thing does not make you a legend. In fact, having to constantly go on about those past things shows a hell of a lot of insecurity on his part. He's already realized that FIW has passed him by. That's why he decided to throw his lot in with a gang of thugs that is not long for this company's existence. His son was right about him all along.

Now, when that bell rings on Saturday, that's going to be even more apparent. Because in this structure, there are no legends. There are only victims, and contrary to what Krueger may think, Shaelin and I are damn near beside ourselves waiting. Those five teams that stand between us and our third title reign are going to get consumed like cats consume mice. They have nowhere to run, Anna. And that's exactly how we like it to be.

Now, I refuse to take the low road with Krueger like my wife just did. If this was one of the other Crew members, I'd be happy to do so, especially if it's Eversol, although I believe Johnny will do a good enough job shutting him up for good.


*He turns to face the camera.*

Oh, and Johnny, we're available to back you up as well, in case you forgot.

*Back to Anna.*

However, I am going to give Krueger advice that I know full well he won't listen to but I believe he would be best served taking heed to it anyway.

What he needs to do is drop the fucking arrogance right now, first off. Because if he goes into this match dismissing us like he has for weeks, which has not had the best results for him contray to what those titles would have you believe, we and those other teams will fucking tear them apart. After all, it's not like Badd Breed doesn't still want to give their pound of Crew flesh.

The second thing is he needs to realize right now that he's going to have no excuses for losing to us this time. He can scream all he wants about how he thinks there's a conspiracy against the Crew, but he's going to need something better than a crackpot theory that would make Fox Mulder call him crazy to attempt to explain away failing again.

The third thing is he needs to realize that this is the enviroment that I thrive in. It's all about hurting people for me, and this time I ain't asking God to forgive me for this. I don't want to be forgiven for making everyone I set my focus on suffer. Especially if it's the Crew. Especially if it's the Crew.

The fourth thing is simple. He may want to watch his back.


*There's a smirk on his face as he says this. Anna opens her mouth as if to ask what should be the obvious question, but then she changes her mind.*

But again, there are four other teams in this match, all of whom certainly have as much intent as you to win the gold.

Oh, I haven't forgotten them, Anna. I just had to get one out of the way first.

The problem with NBE is they can rebound as much as they want but we're the ones who made them ex-champs in the first place. We have no problem showing them why we're still the superior team. And in case their manager tries pulling the whole "BUT MY CLIENTS ARE MONSTERS!" crap that she tried last time around, again, there's no monsters inside Panopticon. Just prey.

Oh, and here's what I think about their stupid goat.


*He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a black leather keychain with the name of the band Destroyer 666 imprinted on it.*

Genuine goat leather. Fortunately, FIW doesn't believe in animal abuse unless you regard the Crew as being on the level of flies to be swatted.

Now, Badd Breed is going to be a handful, I grant that. But after the Crew is out of the equation, and they will be taken out of the equation, how long, exactly, do you think they're going to last against two Wolves who are downright starving at this point? We already intend to turn this structure into a feeding chamber and they're part of the courses. Same goes for the Templarios, which we've already proven on multiple occasions that we're better than them. And as far as TMS is concerned, they haven't really shown us much to be concerned about but they're going to be gunning as hard for those titles as we are so needless to say, we'll be out to put them down too.

So let me tell you how this is all going to go down, Anna: I'm going to calm Shaelin down and we're going to continue to prepare for Saturday. This is the same focus that we have for every match, because unlike Krueger, we don't think of any match as meaning nothing, least of all a title match where we can and will liberate those belts from the Crew. And on Saturday, we're going to walk into this Panopticon and walk out of it as the new champions. It's not going to matter if we have to start the match or if we're the last team in. Those titles are ours, Anna, and we're taking them back on Saturday.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have a hunt to prepare for.


*With that, he takes his mic wire off and sets it on the chair before leaving the Panopticon.*
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