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Subject: Live Hard, Die Hard, Hit Hard, Win Easily

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Thunder

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Date Posted: 23:19:01 12/14/01 Fri

The lights in the WCHW arena slowly fade into nothingness and the arena is immersed in total darkness. A thick fog begins to pour from the entrance ramp, and laser lights begin to flash through out the arena turning the fog a deep but neon blue color. Suddenly the sounds of an oncoming rainstorm begin to echo through the speakers. The storm begins to quiet down and all is silent once again.

{BOOOOOM!} Violent eruptions of pyrotechnics occur on the entrance ramp turning it to a towering inferno of blue flames as �The Great American Nightmare� by Rob Zombie begins blasting through the sound system. The crowd jumps to their feet with a deafening chorus of boos as Thunder appears from behind the curtain. Thunder�s dressed in boots, blue jeans, a black Storm Front t-shirt, and has the World Title strapped around his waist. He stands there on the ramp for a few moments soaking up the crowd�s hatred of him. Thunder slowly makes his way to the ring with a very serious look on his face. He reaches the ring, and jumps up onto the ring apron, then executes a springboard back flip landing in the center of the ring.

Crowd: Thunder Sucks!! Thunder Sucks!! Thunder Sucks!!

Thunder just smirks then raises the mic and begins to speak.

Thunder: Well it seems that things have certainly changed quite rapidly since I left the Corporation. You see when I was in the corporation no one wanted to challenge me. No one wanted to step into the ring with me and get their ass handed to them on a silver platter. But in the days since I turned my back on the weak, everyone from here to next week wants a piece of me. Miller, Redeem, Shai, Maniac, Young Gunn, hell I think even Outkast and Hatebreed probably want some of me too.

Thunder begins pacing around the ring. Constantly stopping to make obscene gestures at the crowd.

Thunder: There are only a couple of people that I need to address tonight. The first on my list is Michael Miller�

The crowd begins a mild pop for Miller.

Thunder: Now Miller I knew you were always completely full of shit, but to think that you practically won my match against Young Gunn for me. Give me a break! I had that match won the second that bell rang. And I still can�t believe you were stupid enough to shake my hand. How much more obvious could it have been that I was setting you up for the big fall. Yet you still bit hook line and sinker. Well Mikey, if you want a shot at me, I�m not that hard to find.

Thunder continues pacing around the ring, and finally returns to the center.

Thunder: Next on the list is the so called legend of the WCHW, Shai Hulud. Shai if you think that you can go toe to toe with me. Man you need to have your head examined. First of all Redeem was the one preventing me from ripping your spine and your guts out of your body. But you know something that would have been a really hard thing to do considering your nothing but a Gutless, Spineless, Coward!

The crowd erupts in a massive chorus of boos for Thunder along with chants of Shai Hulud.

Thunder: Shai, you want to get in the ring with me and get your ass handed to you. Fine, you name the time and the place, and I�ll be there. All you have to do is show up! Now lets see who else is left� Oh yeah Redeem and Maniac, my two opponents for Fury.

A sadistic grin comes across Thunder�s face as he slowly walks to the ropes and leans forward on them.

Thunder: Redeem, Maniac I have fought along side of you two, I have trained with you two for a long time. I know what each of you is capable of alone, and I know what you are capable of when the two of you are together. But what you boys fail to realize is what I am capable of now. You have no clue about the amount of damage I can cause. But you�ll find out tomorrow. Oh yes, you�ll find out exactly what I am capable of when you two step into the ring with me. And you know what. I�ll even be gracious enough to put my title on the line too. You�ll put up a valiant fight, this I�m certain of, but in the end you will fall just like everyone else. This Saturday at Fury, Venom and myself will show the world the power we possess. Maniac, Redeem the clock is ticking, and your time is just about up!

�The Great American Nightmare� begins blasting as Thunder tosses the mic to the floor, exits the ring, and makes his way to the back.

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