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For Sean Aries...
Topic Started: Jan 31 2016, 04:01 PM (87 Views)
Morris Crowe
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The video package begins rolling. The title across the very top of the screen reads BLOODLETTING 2015. There’s something odd about this video though, the filter on it gives it an eery feel. The colors black and red seem to be extra emphasized wherever they appear.

Suddenly, the video cuts to an in-ring segment. None other than Sean Aries standing in the ring, microphone in hand, on his return. His infamous return speech echoes out, the audio causing it boom back louder and louder as time goes on.

”And I shall sit upon my throne of ash, rising to claim the names and heads of all that dare oppose me.”

The scene switches instantly to Davey Crowe in a greyed out hallway. The camera shuts to black, then back to the scene again. This time, Davey is much closer than he could have gotten in the second the lights were out. This was similar to what you would see in a horror film. The lights went out again, and when they came back Davey was much closer to the camera. One more and he would surely be there. The lights went out, and when they came back on, it was none other than Davey’s brother, Morris at the camera making a twisted looking face. This was the final image until everything returned to Bloodletting 2015.

For I am the reckoning, I am the twisted facade of a crumbling civilization. I am the harbinger of

As he spoke now, two words came across the screen as if somebody was writing it onto the screen directly. Scratched in was two words as he said them, and the letters were done in sharp lines.

suffering and misery.

Once more the camera switched. This time it was an old Sean Aries promo. He was sitting in a boiler room with a cigarette in his mouth. He took it out after taking a drag of it, and began to speak. The two words were still carved into the top of the screen.

”Jesse...Jesse....Jesse... Noxy tried to warn you.. I'm not human.”

The film skipped ahead, now going to one part and rewinding it over, and over, and over again.

”..But you ran. “

Finally, after about ten loops of that, it went right back to Bloodletting.

Another skip back to the original video of Bloodletting.

”...For I am Sean Aries”
Every noise besides this drowns out. The echo of those five simple words is all that is heard. There are no more skips in the track. There are no more weird shifts in audio. One thing that is noticeable is that on the top of the screen, where Suffering and Misery were, is now replaced with the words Sean Aries.

Then everything went black.

When the camera came back on, the view is somewhere else. The viewers could tell it was lying on the ground, pointing down at soft ground. That is of course until it is lifted up, and then everything becomes so clear. There’s greens everywhere, as trees with vines swinging down low and wild plantlife you’d swear was real dominated the surroundings. Even the water, which was just about everywhere bordering this small piece of land, was a green color. It was mucky and thick enough to where all you saw was the surface, and it was impossible to look through.

”This way, Elijah. Point it this way.”

The familiar voice of a certain white-dressed angel cleared up parts of the mysteries developing in this video. The camera soon found itself swinging itself around until it reached the ever beautiful Mother Mary.

”Hello, darlings and dearests at PRW. I’m sure you’re all a bit confused because, my oh my, you’ve never seen me leave the backstage area! Well, I’m here to give you all a personal look into my life. Well, not mine personally, but an extension of mine. Come on.”

Mother Mary turns around and begins to walk, and the camera follows her. The heavy breaths of the cameraguy can be heard, and it’s a strange breathing pattern. Everything in these parts seemed to be weird. After a bit of walking, familiar shouts could be heard in the distance. They were just shouts, though, and you can’t put names to screams. The walking continued, until Mary stepped enough towards the yelling that not only were they near, but the camera also saw where they were coming from. There was a shack. This was no house, and a shack was the only possible way to describe it. There were no windows in this ‘building’, and it was hard to see how it was even standing. It looked like a mixture of wood, random stones, dirt, and pure luck. It was no taller than eight feet tall, and even that was a stretch.

”Now, I suggest that you all brace yourselves.”

Mary gave off a smile, contradicting her words, and she stepped up into the building. She swung open the door, which was a few pieces of tree bark tied together, and the light shone to the inside. If it had not been for the sunlight being aimed at the boys, they wouldn’t have been visible. Inside, there were the Bayou Brothers, wearing nothing but tattered rag pants, and they were a disgusting sight. There was blood all over them, and welts lined across their bodies. At their necks, with no collar, there was a tied chain keeping them stuck in close range.

They both shouted, and then ran into each other. Morris was scratching and biting, while Davey was hitting headbutt after headbutt. They were fighting, but it didn’t seem like it. It seemed like these two were attempting to kill the other. Mary turned back to the camera, and begin to speak while they went at it.

”Do you see this? Two of the scariest, strongest, most dominant men in the world are trying to kill the other, all because I spoke the word. They’ve been like this for some time now, I’d say an hour? Two? Three? Who knows when you’re out here, sitting by the Swamps just letting time tick away. Isn’t it just wonderful? They’re so willing to do whatever I say. Almost like you’re willing to do whatever she says, right Aries?”

There’s a pause. Anybody who have heard the rumours of Sean Aries traveling down to visit Emily Hart knew exactly what she was talking about. It was a strange segway into talking about Aries.

”Want to know what’s different though? Unlike you, I can actually tell my boys when to…. stop.”

At that moment, the Bayou Brothers stopped fighting. They just turned to Mary and dropped down to their knees.

Mary went over to the boys, patting them both on their backs.

”You boys did good. Yes, you did. But back to the topic at hand. Sean Aries… You may be wondering why we are targeting you all of a sudden. Let me just say this, Aries. I’ve been watching you. Like a hawk to a mouse. That’s a good comparison, to. Because when I see you, squirming around looking big and tough, I see somebody truly scared. I see someone afraid of something so severe that at the moment he loses it, he loses everything. You’re a big, bad, scary monster who hurts people and causes pain. But every time you were the guy who destroyed people and dominated the ring, one thing was always the same. You had Emily with you.

Now. Now that she’s not in your corner anymore, we all get to see the true colors. You’re scared, Aries. Admit it. You’ve always been afraid. But how could you not be? I’ll admit it, that girl is a prize worth more than any gold could buy. You don’t treasure something like that. No, no, no, you treasure three Undisputed PRW Title Reigns. You treasure a W in your record.

But a girl like that? You only sit and wait for her to be gone.

And now that she is, Aries, and we all know she is, we are left with what? Sean Aries, the Stoned Kodiac, the Bastard Child of PRW, the harbinger of suffering and misery? Or Sean Aries, the wounded soldier. Isn’t it funny how the tides turn as soon as a woman is involved? These boys I had training, preparing themselves for any pain which they may come across. But no pain could be worse than the kind you’re feeling right now. Right Sean? Don’t worry, I’m here. To reach out to you and hold you in my arms and nurture you back to health.

That is of course, if you just accept the beating my boys give you.

Because if not? Well, there actually is a pain worse than the kind you’re feeling. It’s the pain of my Bayou Brothers when you don’t listen to me.

Why am I targeting you, Sean? I still never seemed to answer that question. I am targeting you because you claim to be something you’re not. A beast. A monster. A king of death. A lord of destruction. A ruler of pain! But… you’re not. No, Sean. Do you want to know what you are?

A liar.

But it’s okay! I can make up for everything you’ve done wrong! My boys, the personification of the Good Lord’s Giving Ways, are willing to turn truth from your sins! They will make you speak the truth finally, or tear out your tongue trying! I can see it now, I’m getting the perfect visual in my head. Sean Aries, you’ll be sitting on your knees as Davey holds your jaw open, Morris yanking at the small, wiggling muscle. The creator of your lies. The creator of your sins! The creator of your downfall! You should thank us afterword with a polite bow. It’s that very same tongue which spoke “I am the Harbinger of Suffering and Misery” that spoke “Emily, I’m forbidding you”.


Another low blow. It seems to be a reoccurring theme. There was a reason for it. The angrier Aries was, the more likely that he would strike back. Like the same mouse that hawk was watch stepping right into the trap he was being lured in to.

”Take a look at the chains these boys are tied with. They stand for something. They stand for containment. They stand for the amount of holding in these two are doing. They are ready to snap, Aries. A single pull in the chain will break it apart, and these two will become wild hunters, tracking you down and killing you. Like a…. Like a…. Like a bear.”

Mother Mary gave off a sly smile into the camera. More of a smirk.

”Aries… I’m simply trying to help you. You know, if it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t be given a choice. You’d just be tracked down at this very moment, and beaten down by the Crowes. I am the reason for the chains. And that means I’m the reason you could join us. The reason you could fix yourself, fix the lies you say of being the most dangerous thing in this company, and then walk away a pure, beaten but still pure, man. Maybe, just then, you’d learn how to treat a human being. You can’t treat them like the monster you’ve been pretending to be. If you let me help you, you can walk away a better man, and I guarantee you: Emily will waltz back into your life.

However. Decline my help? And the Crowes take over. The chains come off. And they go hunting.

Make your choice, Aries. We’ll be waiting.”


Mary held out her hand, extending it out to the camera. This was her, reaching out to Aries. She could help him. She could save him. She could cure him. If only he accepted her.

At the perfect time, a mouse walked through the ground. The camera paced the focus on it, and it danced across the ground, scurrying, until it walked off, reaching the edge of where water begins. Then, an alligator leaped up from the water, taking the mouse whole as food before disappearing. This was the final scene before the camera cut.
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