Post by bad guy™ on May 18, 2011 15:08:01 GMT -5
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Malakai is walking throughout his house.
“Going into this match this week against ZMaster, I'm no longer questioning ZMaster's sanity. I've decided that the man is a complete loon. Setting up a weapons laced Steel Cage match? And I thought the no holds barred match was sadistic. The man set up another match that ultimately benefits me. If he got destroyed in a no holds barred match all of those weeks ago, you'd think he would realize that picking a fight with me isn't a good idea. Yet he sets up this sadistic match. Is something wrong with him? If he couldn't beat me with no holds barred, what makes him think he can defeat me in close quarters combat like this?”
“For months now, ZMaster and I have been going at it. I remember it like it was yesterday. WFWF Champion Wayne McGurk and I tore the house down at Hips Don't Lie. At the show before, Braden Munroe and Tabitha Owens had ganged up on me, so I wasn't exactly healthy, but I went into that match with Wayne anyways and I held my own. Then, “The Crimson” hit and my flipped on its head in no more than a moments notice. Out from behind the curtain came ZMaster. It was well documented that I was a huge fan of ZMaster during his days in the early WFWF. Hell, he and I came from the same stomping ground of NEW. When he came out, I was beyond honored. However, I should have known something was up.”
“The beatdown that Wayne and I received at the hands of ZMaster and Vanessa McGurk jointly was rough. I'd chalk it more up to neither of us realizing what the two of them were up to than us being outmatched. Who would have predicted that fan favorite ZMaster would return and destroy two of the faces of the WFWF today? Two of his fellow 'good guys.'”
“It turned out that he was up to something more devious than I could have ever imagined. Originally, I thought he just wanted to try to show everyone that he had a big d*ck by picking a fight with me. I mean, who better to try to prove your relevancy against than me? Well I wasn't having any of it. I was on a mission. I still am.”
“The WFWF is and back then was in a state of turmoil. Corrupt management using their infinate power for their advantage. Has beens like Alex Sean, Jason Jadoa and especially ZMaster refusing to go away when they're clearly past their prime, and that's not counting all of the never weres like Kronic and Justin Tyger. At least those two bit the dust, so respect.”
“I made it my mission to return the WFWF to its former glory. To be minorly regressive while remaining completely progressive. It was something I was thoroughly enjoying, until it hit me. That all of what I was doing? It was Gods plan for me. That's what I was brought here to do. To return the WFWF and professional wrestling as a whole to its former glory while removing all of the filth and sinners that have plagued this great company, this great sport for so long.”
“I started this path by taking up the sword against the one known as Johnny Knight. Man, what a situation I was in. I was dealing with a man who proclaimed himself as a God, the false God. I was so green to the territory of my goal, I really didn't truly grasp the importance of what I had to do until after our match together, and the lies he spread after that, the false prophet that he was. But at that point, Knight had me so enraged in regards to his ignorance towards the Almighty one that I, in a modern term, flipped my lid.”
“I came out on top of that duel, much to my excitement and Gods approval. After that, I did a little bit of freelancing. I knew there was more to be done, but the opportunity hadn't arisen for me to really stick my neck out there again. Enter ZMaster.”
After his aimless wandering throughout his house, he makes his way into his room.
“ZMaster and I went at it, week after week. The man was, in some ways a savage and in others a genius. Originally to myself and many others, it just looked like he wanted to pick a fight with me. To prove to himself that he was still remotely relevant in this industry. But then he made his mind be known, and it became clear. His motives were finally realized. His plan, his reason for return, was the complete opposite of mine. I wanted to restore the WFWF, and he wanted to put it out of its so called misery. As a result, I was challenged to a No Holds Barred match against him at Indiana Jones V. Once more, my faith was going to be tested. A no holds barred match with someone who is the cross of a monster and a mastermind wasn't exactly what I'd call kosher. He wanted to put the WFWF out of its misery? I put him out of his misery, or so I thought.”
“My leap from the heavens above would have broken any normal man. His return two weeks later proved to me that ZMaster was no normal human being. He was arguably the Devil himself. And as a result, I'm back in the same situation I was in at Indy. Once more, my faith has to be tested. I will be locked in the Devils playground with the creator of Hell himself.”
“ZMaster is many things. A WFWF Grand Slam Champion. A WFWF Hall of Famer. A solid, albeit utterly broken down now, performer. He's got the wits to outmatch anyone with his mind alone, even if his body is broken down. I'm no former WFWF Grand Slam Champion, hell, I've been in this company longer than most and I have yet to even hold a championship of any kind. I'm still solid in the ring also, and my mind is sharper than a tac. But there's one thing that ZMaster doesn't have that I do. As cliché as it may be, I have God in my corner.”
“I'm looking forward to this match, but if I'm being honest I'm not too worried about it. Playing with the Devil isn't exactly easy, but when the 'Devil' is an old man who only has his former accomplishments going for him, I know I have the upper hand. And in the very slim case that I hit a bump in the road, God will intervene on my behalf and come to my rescue. I will not lose, and I will send ZMaster straight through retirement, I will send him right back to hell where that monster belongs and I will ultimately walk away from this battle unscathed, because at the end of the day, ZMaster's a rather small piece of the puzzle I call Reconstruction. As stated, I'm not worried. Honestly? I have bigger things to worry about. Much bigger things...”
Malakai lays down in his bed and closes his eyes.
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