The Franchise Title Gets Resurrected (Evolution)

[Da Gangstas]

A melting pot of steel is where we find The Resurrector! Standing over it with nothing on but a pair of black sweats and sneakers, in some location familiar to where he brings his victims to be slain. A cold concrete floor and the pot sits in a large stone fireplace  with a raging hot fire. The Resurrector sweating from just standing over it and he reaches down to the floor where the Franchise Title lays. The very championship from BUD that he won from Matlock last Friday night! He lifts it up with a sneer and a smirk dropping it slowly into the pot letting it melt into the boiling steel! The Resurrector walking away to the other side of the room where several crosses hang against the wall, no sign of blood anywhere, so a clean killer he must be! The Resurrector lifting a wooden cup from the table where the machete lays, spotless as well. The Resurrector savoring the liquid and then sets the cup down walking back to the fire where the belt has disappeared and so no longer does it exist. The Resurrector pulling a long, thick glove over his right hand picks up a steel rod giving the put a stir, gently and slowly as to not disturbed it too much. He sticks the rod back in the fire and removes the glove laying it on the mantle, then turns with his left hand over the view and fade to...

Down the street from a club we find a couple guys walking along when a chain whips out from an alley smacking the closest one in his head knocking his Rangers cap off his head. The other man is given little time to react as The Resurrector emerges in a coat with a boot to his face sending him down, then he wraps the ends of the chain around their necks choking both out dragging them into the darkness out of sight. Through the alley to his truck and he tosses both men in the bed, climbs in the drivers seat and away he drives down the street fading back to...

The room of death! Both men are strung to the cross and The Resurrector in his sweats again and the chain hanging around his neck, a bit of a gold tint to it mixed with that dull steel chains usually have. The machete resting on his right shoulder and he just sneers at both men who are battered, bruised, and bleeding from cuts all over their bodies and face, the one with a basty gash on his head from the chain. Both with marks on their necks and The Resurrector admiring the end of the chain in his left hand says.

The Franchise Title is right here around my neck, but no more a title, no more in existence, it is forever my prize and this Sunday I just may have to use it! The I-con Title is what matters and one none of you will be getting your hands on anytime soon, even you Xanthus! Although my friend, it'll be good to team with you on the last stop before Wrestle X where I have no match, however, I have a challenge, so Matt Matlock, listen the fuck up!

The Resurrector swinging his heavy blade across one of the men's throats dropping his head to the floor, then hacks his limbs off letting the carcass fall with a thud. The other man wide eyed and yelling, gasping, terrified, but The Resurrector just grins saying.

Matlock, Wrestle X, you and I in a chain match, this very chain I melted the Franchise Title into strapped to our wrists and used until one of us is beaten. And since technically you lost a title, maybe you could have a shot at a real championship unlike that piece of trash BUD had! I'll put up the I-con Title too, and more if you want cause I know when the bell sounds to end the match it will be from a Resurrection!

And then the big man swings the blade again chopping the other mans head off to the floor, then the rest of his body and he turns tossing the machete to the wooden table next to him. The Resurrector holding both ends of the chain sort of pulling them down on the back of his neck tightening it up and he says.

Derek Helms, too bad for you ya only got a week to recover before Wrestle X as I remember what you did after our last match ended without a true winner.  We both had other fish to fry, but here we are locking up again and son, this chain would look nice wrapped around your head and neck too. Sunday night, April Fools, I come for blood boys, I come for a statement that at Wrestle X you will all witness the Resurrection on your lovely Easter holiday!

An evil smirk and The Resurrector pulling the chain off his neck with his right hand whipping it around bringing the view to static, then fade to black.

[TheMatlock]

A challenge? That oversized overblown oaf wants to challenge me? Fair enough.Hopefully he can take time away from his killing spree to listen. So fade in, somewhere, anywhere, doesn't fuckin' matter. The cameras are on me, so listen well.

Well well, Troy. My old buddy and pal. You want to challenge me to a match at Wrestle X, eh? I'd be honored. You know, I can't quite remember, but I'm not sure if I've ever had the chance to compete at Wrestle X. I guess that's one more thing I can add on to my list of accomplishments here. You know what else I can add? Winning that I-Con championship. Let's face it; the Franchise Title was trash. I just picked the fucking thing up to see what would happen! Ya'll start calling me a champion. I don't need a title to be called a Franchise. Hell, I'm more then a Franchise. I'm the KING! That I-Con championship has been with me before, way back when it was just the Intercontinental Championship. I think that's a good stop on my way back to the top here in SEF. You want me a chain match Troy? Or Ressurector, whatever the fuck your name is? You're on! On the biggest stage of 'em all, you're gonna deliver the king his crown when I knock you the hell out!

Fade out.