METHODS OF MADNESS: Yeah, Ugh. I have no idea why this has been happening to me latley, but time has  been escaping me as of late. This should be the last week though, things should be calming down. Anyway, this is pretty much just to get something up, although I don't believe Deni had any time to work this match in the first place with her current situation. Oh well, I'll probably get another one anyway, even though we'd already lost. Oh yeah, and before you read, this is pretty much crap. Zarek stood at the bus stop, waiting for it to roll on by. The previous bus had rolled up, did something along the lines of a california roll, and then kept going, probably believing him to be something of a squator. He hadn't stood up to stop the bus, or anything resembling that sort of action. He was in a sort of self reflection, another one of his episodes where he sort of retreated inside himself. This time, there was no real reason for it. He didn't have anything to be "emo" about, really. He didn't feel depressed because he had lost to Emerald again. It had happened two or so weeks ago, it had come and gone. Leaky Format had opened his mouth again much to Zarek's dismay, he had accepted a challenge from Jessica Michaels, Emerald had issued a title shot to the likes of Snake Eyes, life moves on. There's nothing more too it. This week Zarek had been put up against Dante and Cross, teaming with Jade. It's supposed to be the couples first match on the same side of the ring. But where would it lead them too? The bus had arrived, skidding to a halt in front of him. Atleast this one had sense enough to stop instead of keep rolling along. Zarek got up and walked up the steps. He paid the bus driver, and walked down the isle. He didn't exactly know why he was taking the bus, but it made him feel down to earth...kind of, sort of. He took an open seat and scooted towards the window, looking out at the darkened sky. "It's funny how quickly times can change. One minute you'll be on top, and the next, you're fighting your way back up. I was once on top, well, of what I considered to be my division atleast. I once held the BUDvision strap, which seemed to be so dear to me. If it was as priceless as I made it out to be, then why was it so effortless to let it go? Better yet, why was my motivation scarce in my attempts to gain it back. It's shameful, I know. But I never claimed to be the best around, I never claimed I would hold it for years to come, I only promised to uphold the prestige of the championship. By allowing neither Manic, nor Leaky Format to get near the strap, I think I accomplished what I set out to do." "Or so I thought when first handing the title over to Emerald Caine. She seemed well off enough to hold the strap with honor, and she appeared to have enough talent to protect it from the likes of Leaky Format, but after 4:20, I came to the hard realization that she had decieved me. Meh, cut all the mushy honor crap and you have someone who blantly held themselves above the rules in order to get the win. Not exactly what I had in mind for my successor. The only thing I hope now, is that she doesn't think it's the end." "But this week, it isn't all about Emerald and her driving skills, it's about another man who knows how quickly times can change. Dante Cross was once the World Heavyweight Championship, the man of BUD, and it appeared that nobody could take that strap off his waist, nobody but Stephanie, of course. Dante didn't have the honor of losing it in a fair match, but he was stripped of it, which for a man like Dante, might be the better way out if you think about it. Not only was he stripped of the title, but he was also unable to compete for the title he had been stripped of, forced to watch others compete for the strap that was obviously his. The biggest insult was probably watching Dark Child walk out with his title, atleast, that's what it would have been for me. Finding yourself having to work back to the top of the mountain is never the greatest sight in the world. For the first time in a very long time, Dante found himself looking up, rather than down." "But everyone knows about the events following Ultimate War. Everyone knows what happened, if not then you've obviously been hiding under a rock. It's old news, history. But this week it isn't about history. It's really not about how many times Dante Cross has held the BUDvision championship, how many times he's held the World Heavyweight Championship, or how he ended up being relieved of those titles. Allthough I respect him as a wrestler, especially considering I'm currently in a division which Dante has dominated plenty of times, it's really not about if I respect him or not. It's about making history. The team that has their hands raised, will more than likely be winning the tag titles in the near future. So, here's to the future. Zarek holds up his hand in cheers, and walks off the bus.