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The music hits for the beginning of the next show on PRW's 24/7, the crowd generate a little buzz in the air but there are plenty of empty seats in the arena. Doug and Josh are in their usual positions ready to call the show, we are on the tail end of Clash of The Titans where we saw Razer battle through and retain his title belt. We saw a weird ending in the LJ Summers and Patrick Slaughter match, Vincent Knight proved just how bad ass he could be by coming out on top against Endura. Manik Mercer defied the odds with a little help from a baseball bat to over come the talented tag duo of Parker Cage Summers and La Torre Dorado, Alex Leblanc also cemented his place as the number one contender for the Undisputed title.
Brunswick: Well we had an action packed night in the beautiful land of Scotland, the guys on the roster showed their worth by pulling out all the stops to entertain the crowd.
Smith: But tonight is a new night, a new road and who knows what will happen.
Brunswick: That's right Doug, I'm excited for the month ahead literally anything can happen here on PRW.
The empty seats in the arena finally start to fill up and the crowd starts to get a little more animated, a few chants for Razer can be heard ('ONE-MAN-ARMY') which is met by ('CANADIAN-WOLF'). All the seats finally fill up and Bob Saget is positioned in the ring ready to announce the first match....
Brunswick: Oh no what does he want.
Smith: Jhezz, Josh this man just went through two of the toughest superstars on the roster, I think that deserves a little respect.
Brunswick: He had to cheat to do it, plus the guy puts the chills up me, there's something not right about him.
Smith: You're just jealous that you can never amount to half the man he is.
Mercer walks out slowly from behind the curtain, he is wearing black combat trousers with a dark green T-shirt tucked in to them. He walks slowly down the ring with a smug look on his face, a few fans try and reach out to him which catches his attention, he walks over to one and pauses for a moment in front of them, a small cheer from the area creeps out over the music. Mercer looks at the kids hands, smiles, then smacks them away. The entire crowd begin to boo and one fan from behind the now crying boy throws his drink which just misses Mercer, The Manik Monster just laughs and continues his on his path to the ring.
Brunswick: See, this is why I don't like the guy, all that kid wanted was to get close to a PRW superstar and Mercer probably just ruined his night.
Smith: RUINED?? That kid is lucky Mercer took the time out to even notice him. Ruined ha.
Mercer is now in the ring and calls for his music to be cut....
Mercer: I have said it all along, I have said I am to be the most fear superstar on the PRW roster. I went into that ring with two superstars, not one, two of them...I won.
The crowd boo as Mercer takes the mic away from his lips, he looks around the arena and smiles.
Mercer: I choked out La Torre what ever his name is and then took out his friend, I proved that the odds are never against me, I proved that when I step in this ring I ain't leaving until it is my hand raised on that final bell. I told you that this would be a new chapter for me and I damn sure got that right, I've put all the bullshit of my past behind me and now I've got tunnel vision all the way to the top.
Mercer scratches his head and scrunches up his face, his face relaxes again once he brings the microphone back to his lips.
Mercer: To me the past doesn't matter any more, I've moved on, the me 5 months ago wouldn't last 3 minutes with the me right now. The me 5 months ago lacked the determination I have now, the me 5 months ago allowed others to get inside his head and drag him down to their pathetic level. I'm not him any more.
Mercer walks around the ring and positions himself in one of the corners, he climbs up and sits on the top turnbuckle.
Mercer: I'm looking to take it to the next level now, I'm looking for title shot. I know I was never one for chasing titles but like I've said, I'm a different kind of beast now, I want everything this company can offer me, I want the scalps of all the top superstars, I want all the gold, I want to hold all the records, I want to go down in the history book as them most devastating, most dominant and most feared wrestler of all time. And you can bet your asses I will do it.
Mercer jumps down from the top rope and back into the centre of the ring.
Mercer: Clash of The Ti.....
TBC
OOC (someone who wants a feud interrupt him/attack me/ or just come out and blow smoke up his ass lol)
"Absolute Zero" by Stonesour blasts over the speakers as Bane stands in the middle of the entrance way.
Brunswick: Uh oh. Mercer should be very careful what he wishes for because someone may have just called his bluff.
Smith: We saw this man debut at Clash of the Titans XI and boy was this guy amazing.
Brunswick: Right you are. This man has twenty four years in the business and he has left his mark on PRW. This guy was absolutely dominate over Dustin Diamond at Clash of the Titans and it looks as if he has something to say to Manik Mercer here.
Bane slowly walks to the ring as people reach out to touch the man known as The Franchise. Bane climbs the steps and enters the ring via the ring steps. Mercer does not show fear as Bane keeps his eyes on him as he enters the ring. Bane grabs a microphone as the music fades and he begins to speak.
Bane: I was sitting in the back and I heard you running your mouth. Maybe I misheard you when you said that you were the most feared superstar on this roster. What have you done to become feared? Have you spent over twenty years in wrestling leaving a path of destruction wherever you go? No I didn't think so. Have you won multiple championships in different feds all across the world? No I didn't think so. Did you usher in a new era of hardcore wrestling? No? How about wrestling in barbed wire and glass? How about bomb boards? Do you even have any scars? How are you to be feared when the only thing that you did was choke out a pathetic jobber and his buddy?
Mercer looks to say something but Bane cuts him off.
Bane: When I came into PRW, I was told that I would have a true challenge. I have wrestled all over the world. I have wrestled in Japan, Mexico, Brazil, England, China, and Canada. I have wrestled in all fifty states and all of its providences. Let me ask you a question Mercer, when you enter a locker room do the other wrestlers actually look at you?
Mercer attempts to respond but Bane puts his hand up.
Bane: It was a rhetorical question lughead. I see you in the locker room. No one respects you or fears you. When I come into the locker room, no one looks at me, no one wants to look into the eyes of Bane. That is true fear and Mercer it is a fear that you are going to get to know very well. You see Mercer I am bored. I am so bored that I think that you and I should have a match. You want to see the true face of fear? I challenge you to a falls count anywhere match. What do you say Mercer? Do you want to take a walk on the wild side?
Bane throws the microphone out of the ring as he waits for Mercer to answer.
Mercer and Bane share a moment of silence, neither one looks away from the other, you can see the jaw of Mercer clenching as he grinds down his teeth. Mercer slowly brings the microphone up to his lips...
Mercer: And your name is?...
You can see Johnny Bane tell Mercer his name keeping his eyes fiercely locked onto Mercer, both men are huge, both men are mean and both men know how to put a human being in a whole lot of pain.
Mercer: Bane??....Bane...The thing is Bane I've never heard of you, I didn't even realise we have wrestled on the same card. In fact your name has never been brought up...ever.
As Mercer speaks he never looks away from Bane, and Bane keeps his eyes locked on Mercer. The fans remain quiet as the tension in the air is chokingly thick.
Brunswick: Mercer is actually the shorter guy in there, not by much but it's a situation he isn't really used to.
Smith: The atmosphere in here right now has me biting my nails, at any moment we could experience WW3.
Mercer: You come out here rolling of your credentials like it suppose to impress me, I don't care what you have done, where you've been and who you have beat up...None of that matters to me, to me you look like a guy who is on the tail end of his career trying to stay relevant.
Mercer smiles but still doesn't break his gaze.
Mercer: You are right though, I did make those guys look like jobbers but they are not, I just made them look that way. I have no scars ..Because no one has been able to cause any...No one looks at you in the locker room because no one knows who the fuck you are, they don't fear you, you are a nobody here. Does a wolf notice the ants that share the same ground as them ...No... And that is all you are to me, you are an ant trying to find his way through the grass but stumbled upon my paws.
The smirk on Mercer's face has long gone and the corner of Bane's mouth lifts slightly.
Mercer: I have never noticed you. You should feel lucky that I am even talking to you, I should have beat your ass as soon as you stepped foot in the ring...It's just you showed more balls that anyone in the back and came out here. You walked right up to me knowing that at any minute I could kick your ass but you've kept your nerve and I have to kind of respect your stupidity.
Mercer brings the microphone away from his lips and both men brace, neither of them letting the other get the the first battle, it's a mental battle, the loser is they guy who shows any sign of fear, any sign weakness, so far it's an even battle.
Mercer brings the microphone back up to his lips.
Mercer: So the has been wants to try and slay the beast, he wants to try and remain relevant...Or he has taken to many hard hits and has completely lost his mind...It doesn't matter either way, you are here now there is no backing out now
You can hear Bane say “Make your move then” Mercer: So I accept your death wish, you get your match....