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Date Posted: 00:44:21 07/02/02 Tue
Author: The man, the myth, Shadow
Author Host/IP: spider-mtc-te064.proxy.aol.com / 64.12.103.179
Subject: I'M BAAAACK

The scene opens in a local, rat infested, shitty looking bar. The camera man slowly walks through the broken doors oblivious to what is about to occur. he slowly pans up to the bartender who looks a little like Jake Roberts after getting a hold of some really bad shit. The bartender looks over at the camera and in a slur that sounds too much like a queef he speaks.

Bartender: Whadaya want?

CM: I was supposed to meet someone here sir, I was wondering if perhaps you knew where I could find him. He goes by the name....

Before the camera man can finish his sentence the bartender points to the back of the bar and walks to the back of the bar. The camera man looks over and begins walking through the bar. To the right are a couple of trashy looking crack whores playing pool. Neither look up to acknowledge the camera mans presence. To the left are two bikers having sex in the corner. The camera man simply shivers and makes a low groan. Finally the end of the road. He looks around but sees no one. Then,unexpectedly, a voice is heard.

Shadow: Sit down now.

The camera man is shocked by the sound of this mysterious voice. He begins to breathe heavily and the first thing that he can think of comes out.

Huh?

I said sit your ass down in the chair across from you.

The camera man complies and slowly makes his way to the chair. Not knowing what to do he chooses the only alternative and takes a seat. On the other side of the table sits a dark figure. He is smoking a cigarette and in front of him sits an ash tray and a glass of beer. He slowly takes a drag and blows the smoke at the camera man.

I have been waiting for you. To tell you the truth I have been waiting a long time. The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist.

You are Shadow right?

Shadow slowly takes another drag from his cigarette and leans forward. His eyes appear to be glazed over. A few scars appear over his right brow and left cheek from years of pain. And on the left side of his neck is a large round scar which is about the size of a nail. Probably from past punishment.

Don't be so damn naive. We are here for one reason and one reason only, UWF. Am I correct?

Well ummm yes sir that is correct. I was sent here to ask you a few questions about your signing. You have signed your contract right?

You will not open your mouth again. Just sit and listen. I will be returning to action very shortly. I have waited since the day the NHW closed. I have sat and waited. Even after I was practically mortaly wounded at the hands of the man they call Total. I sat and waited for a new soul to show up. It appears that the waiting is over. I was approached by a man who offered me a position in the UWF. HAHAHA, he had no idea what he was about to create. I have devoted my life to one thing and one thing only, destruction. An old friend of mine once told me that nothing in this world will ever get me anywhere. That the evil that runs through my veins will never be satisfied. I will always need more. More blood, more pain, more screams, more death. And in result, the Reapers Realm was formed. My brother Misery and I fed off the carnage that lay before us. And so it shall begin once again.

Shadow pauses for a moment to take a sip of his beer and a drag from his cigarette. He puts the cigarette out and continues.

I do have another goal in mind. One that will always stick with me until my dying days. Gold. I will once again carry the gold. No matter how long it takes I will rip through this fed like a virus until I reach the top. Haha and I can tell you now that something else will happen while I am here. My brothers and I will be reborn. I can guarentee you that. We will rise again. It doesn't matter to me how long it takes to accomplish these goals but they will be done. And once my brothers and I are back together, God help you all. You can pray to your God all you want but nothing will stop the inevitable. Nothing will stop what has been happening for years. From the beginning in JWF to the end in NHW, we have stood side by side. Though there have been changes, none of them have been big enough to put an end to our chaos. So I say this UWF, whomever has the blood to step into the ring just give me a call. BPC, Outlaw, Pantera, whoever wants a shot, just come and get it. We will once again reign supreme. And we will do it....

By any means necessary!!!!!

The camera man simply stares in disbelief as Shadow stands from the table, finishes his beer and walks towards the door. The bartender stops him and insists on being paid for the drinks. Shadow stops, looks over at him and continues walking to the front door. Fade to black.

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