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Rise of the Swan; Part 1: Introduction
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Topic Started: Sep 17 2010, 11:33 PM (252 Views)
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Black Swan
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Sep 17 2010, 11:33 PM
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The wrestling world contains many a superstar. People whose names a known the world over. Some that live like kings and can afford anything they want. These people don't have to worry about where they are going to find their next meal, or what gutter they are going to sleep in that night. They live a life that can be envied, but the Black Swam is no superstar. He has no home to call his own and what money he has usually goes to feed his addictions.
The scene begins in the cheapest motel room you can think of. Everything in the room is a mess. There is holes in the ceiling, blood on the floor, and the bathroom door barely hangs upon its hinges. No one in their right mind would inhabit a place like this, unless this is what they are accustomed to. On the dresser, next to the bed you can see a bunch of pill bottles. A man sits, upon the foot of the bed. The man looks to be in his mid to late twenties and has on a faded black tee shirt with a pair of ripped jeans. His hair is black with a red tip and is held back, in a pony tail. He has a slight smile on his face, as he stares forward into the camera.
"It feels so good to be free. There isn't a word in the dictionary that could explain how it feels to finally be back in civilization. I owe this all to Matt Starr. I knew it was going to be a matter of time, before my old friend came back for me and it couldn't have been, at a better time."
The man lets out a small laugh, before continuing.
"It's going to take awhile to get use to all of this. I have been away, from society for far to long. I don't even know anything about this NEW promotion that Matt got me a contract with, but at the same time they know nothing about me. So, Matt gave me one of his cameras and told me to introduce myself to all of you.”
He stares into the camera a bit. Still kind of unfamiliar what he is doing, he continues
”I am Jericho Ryan, or at least that is what the coats call me. Remember that name if you want, but you will all know me as the Black Swan. I am coming to NEW to do whatever it is I am paid to do. Right or wrong matters not to me as long as the price is right. Now those that watched International Incident know that my first job here is to take care of Matt Starr’s Jacob Grey problem.”
The sick smile, upon his face grows. You can tell that the thought, of what he has been brought back to do has excited him. He licks his lips and then continues.
”You know this job is probably something I would have done for free. The thought of hearing Jacob’s bones crack brings me much enjoyment.”
He lets out another slightly more sadistic laugh.
”You see Jacob Grey is a parasite and doesn’t deserve to be a part, of civilization. How that scum ever got released form Hanswell is beyond me, but by the time I am done he is going to be begging for his straight jacket and padded room back. People think he’s a sick, sadistic sin of a bitch and they don’t know how right they are, but after NEW TV next week they are all going to find out that the Black Swan can be sicker and more sadistic then he could ever be.”
”Since your release you have teasing about some secret that could shake the foundation, of NEW. Like always you have been trying to stir the pot and mess with everyone’s heads, but your biggest problem is that you never quite finish what you start. I am living proof of that. Aren’t I, Jacob? You thought that little attack you left me with had put an end, to the Swan. Yet, here I am still the same as I have always been. Yea, the doctors may have had my addiction under control for awhile and if it wasn’t for Matt I would probably still be that mindless zombie you left me as. Now I am going to show you why you should finish what you start. Now this addict is going to indulge in his newest addiction, bringing you pain.”
He tilts his head over to side and stares sadistically, toward the camera.
”There is nothing you can do to stop me, Jacob. No matter what you do this body will not quit. No drug will be able to match the high I am going to get, from permanently shutting your mouth.”
He reaches over and turns the camera off.
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