Post by Sting on Jun 2, 2006 23:48:05 GMT -5
The Saturday Night Main Event Wrestling arena darkens to a pitch black, as all of the lites suddenly turn off. A blinding white lite shoots from the tunnel, and is pointing directly to the ring. A man in a long trenchcoat steps in front of the lite, casting a shadow in front the lite. "Seek and Destroy" blasts from the PA system and into the ear drums of everyone in the arena. The fans begin to sing along with James Hetfield, front man of Metallica,while the await the arrival of the man in black.
"We are scanning the scene
in the city tonight
We are looking for you
to start up a fight
There is an evil feeling
in our brains
But it is nothing new
you know it drives us insane
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy"[/i]
The shadow slowly walks closer and closer, until it finally disappears, and the Legend emerges from the tunnel. Every member of the audience is holding up they're signs and yelling in appreciation of the new Intercontinental Champion, the Stinger. Sting holds his new championship high above his head and yells "WOOOOO!". The fans yell right back at him. The Stinger gazes into the crowd, and you can read his lips as he says, "Wow." The Intercontinental Champion begins walking down the ramp, high fiving countless fans along the way. He slides into the ring, and grabs a microphone from the timekeeper. He raises it to his lips and starts to speak.
"Wow! I'm coming off a great week here in Saturday Night's Main Event. As you all know, I defeated CM Punk to become the first Intercontinental Champion ever crowned here in Saturday Night's Main Event Wrestling!"
The fans are electric. They are going crazy, and the Stinger is loving every minute of it. A large smile is plastered across the face of the Stinger, and there is no sign of iot leaving any time soon.
"And you can expect quite a long title reign from me. I am no transitional champion. But I am a defending champion... And I know exactly who I want to defend my new Intercontinental Title against frist. And all of you can probably guess as well."
Sting holds the microphone out to the crowd, as if to amplify what everyone of the fans are saying. He nods his head and raises the mic back up to his lips.
"Exactly. Yes, if I have my way, my first title defense will be against the Legend Killer, Randy Orton! But before I defend my title against you Randy, I have to face you in a tag match. But hey, that's no problem with the Stinger! You see, Triple H and Batista are two things to me tonight- Distractions. Tonight, I will be thinking about one thing, and one thing only. And that is beating the living hell out of you, Randy!"
The fans appluade The man they call Sting, who is still staring into the camera with that derranged smile on his face. The fans quiet down to ear The Stinger's closing thoughts.
"So Randy, you better get ready. Because whenever the upper management here in Saturday Night's Main Event Wrestling decides to put us together one on one again, there will not be the same result as last time. I am going to do everything in my power to stop your heart, and make you pay for RKOing my little daughter. It's Show Time, Folks!"
The Stinger screams, "WOOOO!" once again and drops his microphone. The fans yell right back at him in unison. Sting pounds his chest and riases his bat in the air before leaving the ring.