Realm of Immortality

What a surprising�?shock. Especially coming from a man whom Seifer held in such high regard, the man whom he had wanted to return for a long time, even if just to kick back in some federation as opposed to a non wrestling related environment like they’ve grown used to, a man whom he considers to be one of his brothers. Yet what Seifer didn’t expect, was that this man would break his silence, drawn from the shadows to speak his words of advice�?to him. No, as strange as it may seem since Seifer usually picks up quickly on these things, he never saw it coming. Perhaps that’s his own fault, it probably is for the Seifer of old would have most certainly seen this coming. Then again some of what Kill Switch said was being hit right on the head, maybe not in the manner he intended but Seifer knew it. Seifer’s felt it the past six months or so, most notably during his time in PWT. I’d say prior to that but prior to that he’s had maybe half a dozen matches in five some months. To put it simply, Seifer had indeed changed. For the better or worst, to be honest Seifer hasn’t taken the time to really think about that. No worries though, for he will, he always does before he rushes into anything. But all he was going to do here is respond to an old friend. For unlike some others, he could take it when a friend at him came at him. For he knows Switch, he knows him probably better than almost anyone out there. He knows that war was not declared but that he saw something he didn’t like. Yet there are always two sides to every story. The question would be, will Switch want to listen to Seifer’s side? Will he be willing to actually listen to him all the way through it? Or will he roll his eyes, block everything out and consider the fact that Seifer didn’t willingly agree to everything he said and thus mark him for an enemy. It’s not necessarily a bad trait, but it has been an nWs trait quite a few times. Where they’ve seen something that annoyed them or they didn’t like, gone into that federation and within�?a matter of days the federation was nothing but ashes. They didn’t ask any questions, they just shot up a storm, slaughtered everything and anything in site and walked out, adding another to the list. The same goes for any wrestler that they’ve seen who tried to rip them off. They went in there, decimated them and walked out, often times they killed the federation in the process for these men were�?are�?ruthless, uncaring, unforgiving, showing no mercy.

That�?that was Seifer. That is Kill Switch. Seifer knew that in the minds of many, he had gotten soft. Made into a corporate champion as Kill Switch said, if you will. At the moment however, Seifer’s on the fence in this situation, two sides to this story as well and Seifer knows both of them, the debate continues is which one is right. No longer is Seifer that person described a moment ago�?or is he? He doesn’t show it, that’s for damn sure. Yet in Seifer’s mind he hasn’t exactly gone soft, for he knows that he still has those traits, he knows that at a moment’s notice he can turn them on and show the world just who the fuck Seifer really is. Or so he thinks. Sometimes it takes a friend to come forth and tell you the truth for you to see your position. But don’t get us wrong, Seifer will always be Seifer and he’s always going to speak his mind. Switch knows this so he knows he’s going to get Seifer’s point of view from it. How he takes it, well we’ll find out.

However it’s been far more than the past two months that the state of wrestling has been in a steady decline. Try for the past year or so and you’ll have hit it right in the head. Of course there are some federations during that time that has prospered, take PWT for example, yet the overall business as a whole is no where near it used to be a couple years ago. Now the question begs, why wouldn’t the supposed best come in and take the business on their shoulders and carry it as a whole to the promised land? Let’s face it, there isn’t a person alive who can single handedly do that. If you disagree your ego is clearly too large. Back in the days, perhaps, when there was but one or two main stream federations and a handful of Indy federations but only one or two who managed to break out and get some exposure. Yet in the coming age of the MSN circuit there are many mainstream companies and even more Indy federations. These very federations themselves are competiting on the Indy circuit because they want to, some of them can make it to mainstream and are even on national TV. The point is that there is such a higher rate of companies out there with exposure that it is impossible for one person alone to bring wrestling back to an incline. Yet the best can try�?but why should they? For I know someone who considers himself to be one of the best�?who is one of the best and for months, over a year he took one of the top companies, heaved it onto his back and during that time wrestling as a whole was actually doing good. It wasn’t through his work alone, yet he was a big part of it. For the success of this company during this time forced other companies to bring up their game to compete. He literally carried them on his back for all that time and in the end, what did he get from it? What did he get from it that he actually cares about? Respect? Titles? Nothing. The misconception people get today with Seifer is that he needs to win, that he needs championships to feel good about himself. That is far from the truth. The truth is simply that Seifer doesn’t like to lose, he enjoys to win and win championships. He doesn’t need them to prove he’s the best. The man makes the title, not the other way around. He does it�?because he can. There are people who try and can never win, he does it with ease. He finds it humorous at how easy it can be for him and he just hangs them up in his trophy room after a celebration and moves on. For the wise do not linger on past success, they take pride in it for a moment before moving on to the next goal set out for them. There is more to Seifer than titles not to mention he doesn’t brag nearly as much as people would like to think. Though for whatever reasons this entire Triple Crown ordeal that Seifer has won has gotten to Kill Switch. Because Seifer boasted about it, it has awoken the Enigma.

Only problem is he’s about a month and a half behind the times.

Shortly after Kill Switch’s unexpected promo hit the airwaves one man took notice to it more than anyone else, though I’m sure it brought a lot of interest. A little surprised at what he found, originally thinking something went down that Switch didn’t like at all for why else would he return, if but for a moment, unless it was something big. Seifer was almost ready to put on the war boots if it called for it and go into battle with his fellow Slaughterer. Yet that is where the shock came in for the man Kill Switch was targeting wasn’t an enemy of the nWs�?it was Seifer himself. So Seifer sat down and watched Kill Switch’s promo in it’s entirety, took a moment for himself to think on what was said. He didn’t want to rush into it because he respected Kill Switch and his opinion. He knows that when one of them steps out of line they can always rely on one of the others to put them back on the right track because that’s what good friends do. Yet Seifer also had a loner mentality, call it living a long time and seeing people die before your very eyes time and time again, or just getting into the frame of mind he wishes to, whatever. So he knew that some things Switch said was right, yet others, well he had his own opinion on. Most people after hearing something like that would be afraid, for one wrong word and you’re finished, he can snap just like that. But Seifer wasn’t about to walk on eggshells because Switch came at him, nah, that wasn’t him. He’s going to say what he has to say and that’s that.

The scene opens up on the magnificent view of the Atlantic Ocean. The waves rather calm on this starry night as the moon shines down across a section of the water, lighting up the dark blue waters as the speed boat hurtles over the waves at a fast speed. Seifer sits on the white vinyl chair with his hair loose as the wind blows it all over the place. He had wanted time for his own thoughts so he had taken a boat ride. It was only yesterday in which he had ventured over to his island for soon it was going to be time to get back into a wrestling groove for his third round match and he wanted to ensure he would have no distractions. The next night, tonight he had heard Switch’s promo. The boat comes to a very slow pace as Seifer maneuvers it around, backing it up next to his dock as he jumps over onto the deck with rope in hand and quickly ties it down, moving to the next ones as well before getting back on and killing the engine. Seifer lifts up the engines and then the boat itself as he heads across his dock and onto the grassy areas of his island. Making his way to the left, away from his house and over towards his much smaller log cabin Seifer enters, only for a moment as he steps back out with a tripod and a camera. He makes his way back along the grass towards the dock again, this time passing the boat and going over to a larger section of the deck where he had a large wooden box with various things in them and across from that a few chairs and a table. Seifer sets the tripod up at a diagonal angle from the chair and goes into the box to pull out a lighter which he proceeds to light all of the torches in that area, illuminating it more than what the moon was letting off. Satisfied Seifer pushes the table out of the way and turns the camera on, the view is on an empty chair with the torches on both sides and the ocean in the background as Seifer enters into it taking a seat.

“It was but a few hours ago in which the reaper awoke from his sleep to give his peace on something, something that seemingly has been bothering him for quite some time. Yet I question this, why has it taken so long Switch, why have you waited until this moment in time to say what you’ve been wanting to say. You know me, you know you could have come to me anytime and said it. I’m only a phone call away, only a plane flight away. So then I wonder, there has got to be a reason he brought this up now, more importantly why he thought to bring it up in public. Something�?something he saw or heard had to push him over the edge where he decided to say ‘fuck it�?and make his voice heard. I think though, I just think I know what it might have been. But I will get to that in a couple minutes. First I would like to speak on the business as a whole. In which you said that you’ve stepped out of the spotlight to allow me to shine�?Switch you know as well as I do that we both shone in that spotlight along with Mace and Omen. The business as hard as it may be to believe is big enough for all of us to shine. I was shining before, during and I’m still shining. Had you not stepped away all that would have happened was that the nWs would have continued to dominate. I had the game, you had the game. There are enough federations out there for that. You’re right, you did help me back when we first met, I never said I was a self made guy, I pick up things all the time and learn from them. But I know I helped you some as well. Because that’s what talents like us do, we see the best, and we learn from the best. We see all sorts of talents and we’re able to pick up on some of the good qualities they possess and learn from them, it’s why we’re able to continually reinvent ourselves and continue to progress and adapt. It’s all about mastering the game, time and time again. That’s what I’ve done Switch, yet in your mind you seem to think I have changed.�?/FONT>

A slight pause, thinking on it a moment, “And maybe you’re right. Perhaps I have changed for I have seen in myself a change. Yet once more before I get into that I want to talk about that ego. About that bragging and boasting that seems to have gotten to you. Have we not done it before? We have. About killing this place, or that place, severing this person up, hanging that person. Yet it was always minimal because we went on to other things. Often times I would do my own thing as well as kicking it with the nWs, as I said earlier, it’s that loner mentality I have, I know you have it to. So I stepped foot into this company called BUD one day and as time went on, I dominated. Yet the important thing to remember is that I kept hearing all of this about the top three companies, the ‘big three�?in terms of the fact that they’ve been around the longest. Older companies that are still kicking today, some have gone on hiatus, some go through short hiatus, but they’re still here. Now I kept hearing that and after my short tenure in W2K and then when I came to PWT and won the World title, I realized that ‘hey, I’m 2/3 of the way there, since according to this ‘circle�?it’s such a big deal, let’s win all three�?and so I did. I won what this circle considers the Triple Crown. Do you know what I did after that? I celebrated. I celebrated like I’ve celebrated each and every championship victory. Why? Because it’s an accomplishment. If I didn’t get any joy from it whatsoever why should I even bother doing it? It’d be pointless. Yet after a short celebration that was it, just like it’s been done in the past, I stopped mentioning it, I stopped bragging about it because it was time to move on and focus on what’s next. I wasn’t going to let people linger on it and think that it’s what made me. But you…�?/FONT>

Shaking his head for a moment, this was the one thing he wanted to know from Switch.

“You had to bring it up. Tell me why Switch. What made you bring it up now? It’s been a month and a half since I’ve bragged about it give or take, almost two months since I’ve won it. I mean, before you come at me why don’t you take a look at my recent shit, how many times have I mentioned it? Unless someone mentioned it first, I don’t even bring it up anymore. Though earlier I said I think I might know. Now it could be jealously, you kept hearing others speak on it, even Rebecca herself mentioning it and it ate at you. Though I find that very hard to believe something like THAT would get at you. So I don’t think it was that one. I mean you hate W2K as much as I did, especially seeing as we separately challenged their big dog three and four times and each time he either declined or ignore our challenge. I understand why you think I might have soled out by going there, ending his then W2K career and winning the title. Though to me that was just proving that I could, and hey, I wanted it. But to come at me a month after the issue has pretty much died? Come on Switch, there has got to be a good reason behind this.�?/FONT>

He pauses, realizing just who he was talking to. A slight smile crosses his face as he lets out a bit of laughter. Getting up now Seifer turns the camera slightly as he goes and leans up against one of the polls holding up the deck.

“I take that back. You can go at someone for no reason whatsoever because you feel like it. That could be it, maybe you were just itching to do something and you figured why not now. But once again�?I don’t see why you’d want to target me for that. No, now I know. The Triple Crown was just an excuse to come at me, was just a scapegoat of a reason. I’ve won far more World titles than three. Unlike what you or others may think, I don’t hold it higher than other federations, it just seems like I do when I’m competiting in one of those three companies. In these circles and I’ve seen this first hand, no other companies matter. That’s there own ego talking, luckily I became big before I even heard of any of them. Luckily I haven’t fallen into their cycle thinking that nothing else matters outside of these three. That’s why I’ve dominated outside of it as well, pretty much wherever I go. Though did I ever once say that I was better than you? Or Omen or Mace? I’m sorry, did I give off that impression? Because I seem to have an ego you thought that now I thought I was better than you guys. You may no longer consider me your equal because you’ve got your game mixed up, but there was a reason nWs never fought nWs, we all considered ourselves equal and it’s what everyone wanted, so when we didn’t fight we pissed them off {ie. Spawn} and we loved that. As I said, now I know. You’ve come to me as a friend, seeing me slip and wanting to make sure I don’t become a shell of who I am. Unfortunately in a way that’s what has happened. I’ve lost my edge.�?/FONT>

Sigh.

“I’ll tell you what it was though. It was me just going about my business doing my own thing, I probably did let the success get to my head. I kept figuring that when I needed to, I would turn on that edge, that killer mentality that I have and when I wanted to, I’d turn it right off. Though as I look back on it�?it’s been a long, long time since I’ve had that mentality. Almost�?damn two years. Since I fought Nova. Makes me realize that there are only a very few people who are going to force me to bring that side back out. Yet when I find myself up against a tough opponent I’m able to rise to the occasion and defeat them, to be honest I’ve grown to be too good and that has caused me to lose an edge. Too good in the sense that I no longer need to bring out that Seifer that you respect, that I love being, and I know why. It’s because I’ve stopped caring. It was asked earlier, why don’t those who are considered the best do something and step up and bring the business back. I no longer cared. Don’t get me wrong, I still love wrestling, but I don’t want to carry the industry on my shoulders like I’ve done before. So I’ve fallen into my own made comfort zone. I’ve allowed those who are amazed by what I’ve done get to me. I’ve let people talk about me with such great respect, which is really just admiration, and I’ve let it get to me. I thought I was handling it fine but what you said has opened my eyes, I do listen to it and have grown to like it and that’s not me. Your mentioning of me being a corporate champion is probably right, as I think back to when I lost the title�?man I let them step all over me. I had just defended at the pay per view and the very next week they wanted me to defend again. I knew I was busy but I didn’t say anything, didn’t want to step on any toes, turns out I didn’t have the time to do it so a plan was devised for me to get taken out prior to the match. Shit I wouldn’t have fought that week and told them to fuck off and I’ll defend when I’m able to, I had already proved myself. That is what I should have done because as much as I like winning championships I also like defending them, it’s half the fun. Yet that was taken from me because I didn’t want my to disappoint management. Furthermore I didn’t even go at the people who caused it, didn’t say anything. After that I took my rematch, gave an effort I thought was good, but clearly wasn’t any Seifer killa sort of effort and because it wasn’t near my best, I lost and that was that. Though I still doubt I’m like just any other average joe, I do get what you’re saying. When I was bored instead of getting away and preventing myself from slipping, I just kept going and eventually it wore me down until what I am now.�?/FONT>

Another shake of the head, funny how the words of a brother like figure can open up a flood gate that you were subconsciously keeping closed huh.

“As far as having the time of my life in Miami. I guess you could say that, I’ve been around for a long time and have more than made my money. But I don’t do only selfish things with it you know that. But to say I’ve always had things handed to me? No, I’m not Christian Michaels. I wasn’t born with a silver spoon in my mouth. I worked for everything I got, I’ve earned it. I split blood, I’ve split sweat, I’ve been broken and I’ve broken people. I worked my way up the hard way, never getting nor taking handouts from anyone. So check yourself on that one Switch. Is it my fault people admire me and think me the second coming of Christ? I never asked for that kind of admiration, and besides, they think the same of you, and the nWs except that you’ve got more of a mean streak edge that prevents them from thinking you could be the second coming, but they still fucking love you. Difference as I think I said is that I let it get to me when I didn’t think I had, you didn’t. Kudos on that one, I never said I had learned everything and was the omnipotent one. But maybe that’s a curse coming from me because I can’t see what others see. As far as wanting to strike fear into others, that’s not what I’m trying to do. I could care less about doing that. They’re either going to fear me and what I bring to the table, or they’re not. I’m not going to go out of my way to make them because I’ll just handle my business and then we’ll see what’s up. As I said before, I celebrated the milestone for a little while, but then I was good. It’s like any smart NBA team when they win the World Championship. The enjoy it and soak in the moment before putting it in the trophy room and preparing for their next season, in this case whatever lies ahead. Rebecca may have continued it but as we now know she has already given her peace. And did you really think I was about to make sure she stayed in line? She knows how dangerous you are, but I know she can handle her own business. After all, she’s like a sister with Keish, and we know she only associates herself with those worthy, so I wasn’t going to put any restrictions on what she said.�?/FONT>

“Far as the rest of it, only thing left I have to say on that matter is that I don’t need my ego to be fed. Yeah, I admitted my faults like a man, not because I want anyone’s pity, especially yours, but because I know I need to shape up before I piss myself off because I’ve allowed myself to slip too much. I pride myself on excellence both in and out of the ring, you’ve just given me the motivation I needed to build my edge back. It’s not going to happen over night but I needed some spark to get the wheels in motion.�?/FONT>

Seifer kicks off of the pole and walks around the back of the table, tracing his hand across it before pulling up one of the chairs and sitting on it backwords, leaning over the back of it as he looks towards the camera.

“Now, I didn’t expect you to be afraid of me for I’m not afraid of you either. But humorous? Me slipping a bit or not doesn’t mean that I can’t still bring game. As you can see I’ve heeded your words and intend on doing what I need to do. Yet I also spoke my mind on a few issues you brought up. Question is, are you going to notice that and reply and we go from there, or are you going to think I’m still that arrogant asshole who is just trying make peace so I don’t have to deal with you and can go on about my business. Hopefully it’s the first one, because if it’s the latter then you’ve disappointed me.�?/FONT>

Seifer kicks up from the sitting position and tosses the chair aside as he walks back over to the far torch, he grabs it quickly with his hand, putting the flame out as he brushes his hand on his pants before walking to the torch closer to the camera and stands by it.

“You should know that I don’t take kindly to threats of any kind. Where if I say something wrong the next step will be determined in my life. You may be able to deliver, but just remember that I’m still the same person at the core. Friend or not, slipped or not, I walk my own path. If you’ve got a problem with anything I said, I’m not about to back down.�?/FONT>

Seifer reaches over to the torch and with his left hand he presses it over it, the entire area suddenly darkens as light smoke rises from the wick. The silhouette of Seifer, darkened by the night can be seen walking towards the camera, Seifer’s hand widens as if he were gripping a basketball as he grabs the camera and shuts it off. The scene fades out.

S E I F E R

Warning: Alot of people.. ask me stupid fucking questions. Alot of people think that what I say in an promo, or say in an headline, that I actually do in real life, or that I believe in it. Or if I say that I wanna kill somebody, that I'm actually gonna do it, or I believe in it. Well shit.. if you believe that.. then I'll kill you. You know why? Cause I'm a CRIMINAL!

Promo Title: War Within the Ranks.
Personal Message: ....

The Showdown of Slaughtering Proportions.

- You knew it was coming.

…Kobe?

Yes, Kobe. What you’ve seen has been quite the ratings jumper. The most exciting entertainment PWT has seen for quite some time, that’s a fucking fact. There are even countless amounts of people inside and out of PWT who are buzzing about the recent events. They’re all shaking in anticipation to see what is going to happen next�?After all, we are talking about two members of the most dominant stable in wrestling history. Kill Switch has awoken from his slumber so to speak to address several issues towards Seifer, he of course responded. Switch then rebutted; yet we also found that he was on Seifer’s own island, where Seifer was, and snuck into his living room. It wasn’t long before Seifer sensed where Switch was and sure enough here he is. Two men, two wrestlers, two brothers, two slaughterers, mere feet away from one another locked in a stare down just waiting for the other to make a move.

This, this is what has everyone weak in the knees over. Switch came out as strong as ever letting Seifer know that he had no problem in choking him out, Seifer let Switch know that if there was to be war, Seifer welcomed it. We’re talking about two men who always have risen to the occasion when they needed to, two guys who have gone above and beyond the norm to ensure absolute punishment is inflicted on the opposed. Showing no mercy in order to ensure not just victory, but fatality. Can you imagine what were to happen if these two were to go at it? It would certainly be a site to see, that’s right on the money. The battle of the century and if you disagree because you don’t know these two men and their past together then clearly you’ve been living under a rock. Yet you will just have to wait a few moments longer to see how this is going to unfold.

For the issue at hand isn’t even about Seifer’s World title victories in those three feds that have seemed to be talked about a lot lately. No, the issue is over Seifer having gone soft, having lost a step. He’s come to terms with it, Kill Switch is a modern day genius, pure and simple. That’s another one of the reasons he and Seifer got along so well, he was a man with high intellect to go along with his high tolerance for pain. He would scar you with his words and carve you up and then do the same physically. Often times he wouldn’t even need to touch you to win the battle, for by the time he stepped into the ring, it was already over. Seifer saw that and respected that, for he too had a high tolerance of pain and he too is a genius. We’re talking about someone who has been around for a long time, despite what people may say because they can’t handle the possibility of someone who was here before them and will be here after they are gone, ever dominating in whatever goals he sets for himself. Yet eventually, no matter how strong you are, no matter how mentally tough you are, eventually we all fall. Eventually we all fall. There are different ways of falling of course, but it happens. The question is, when you are falling are you strong enough to stop yourself? If you fall can you brace for impact so that you can get right back up and on with your game? Or will you lose control, lose sight of what’s going on as everything becomes a blur and down you go, your speed quickening until you hit the bottom, the hard cold uncaring ground that knocks you out, leaving everyone to wonder if you’ll ever recover. Seifer is far from that point, very far from it. He’s only starting to stumble. But for someone who strives to be the best in everything he does, for someone who when people think he can get no better, trains harder and forces himself to get better, his stumble has already become a devastating fall. Consider it a buffer zone, if you will. Something that allows true talents of this business to realize, either through themselves or others that they are slipping before anyone else even notices it. Before anyone else even notices they’ve lost a step. Yet for them they’ve fallen and so they work hard to bring back up their game. No one notices except for these men. Consider it like a seventh sense. Yet another advantage that makes them who they are.

All men can be a bit headstrong. It’s already been mentioned that Seifer has realized him slipping some, but one of the major reasons why he didn’t do anything ties into what Kill Switch preached. Seifer set himself up another goal, to capture the triple crown. Yet Switch was right, Seifer didn’t look past that. That was it, Seifer had no other ideas beyond that. To be honest that was because Seifer was considering retiring himself. Forget silly little seications, Seifer was prepared to finally retire. He had already proven himself one hundred times over. Doesn’t mean he wouldn’t come out of it though as many stars with a strong passion for their sport do, but he just wanted to focus on other things and take a break from wrestling. Such as his continual construction of his futuristic city, locked deep away in the mountains where no one knew of it or where it even was. See, now you know one of the things he’s been spending his money on. Yet as per usual, something prevented him from doing it. One thing led to another as they always do. The closing of W2K came abruptly, no doubt due in part to his dominance along with a couple other brothers of his. Seifer wouldn’t have cared for he had captured what he wanted to yet the very man who felt threatened by them and closed down the company only to open up a new one with a loophole that enabled him to keep control of everything, the roster, the titles, everything. Seifer could have walked out then and there, broken his contract and probably get sued because of it. He’d probably have called up the white Johnny Cochran in Kill Switch and together they’d win but as amusing as that sounded, he knew it would lead to two things. Jail time for breaking every courtroom law there was. And hassle that Seifer didn’t want to deal with. He didn’t want to get up every morning at a certain time because he had a court hearing. So he decided to fuck it and hang around the company because of a contract. Turns out the company didn’t last long because the owner spread himself too thin with his businesses and that brought a smile to Seifer’s face, in a matter of a month two companies had closed that he was in. Can we say adding a couple more to the infamous list anyone? Yeah, come talk to me if you don’t like it, bitch. Seifer didn’t care that it closed, it had a nice environment but he was wanting to get out of the game for a while anyways and now was his chance, right?

Wrong. One thing always leads to another. Enter the King of PWT tournament. In which we know Seifer, he just had to enter. Here we are though, still in the middle of it, Seifer is still inactive as can be despite the surge of promos coming from him this past week. Question begs though, after Seifer either wins the tournament or gets eliminated, will he step away? Or will something once again come up and prevent that. It’s not as if he is dying to step away so bad but is unable to. For it didn’t matter what comes about if he really wanted to leave the game, he would. But he loves the business and always welcomes new challenges, both physically and mentally. Part of the reason why Kill Switch’s unexpected arrival was welcomed. It was what he needed, and of course he wasn’t about to go around asking people their opinions on how he was doing, because according to them he was on top of his game, yet what did they know. Of course since both of these men are known to be cold-blooded killahs, you can rest assured that it wasn’t going to be just a friendly chat over a game of pool. It was going to be a war, for they back down to no one. In what will no doubt turn out to be one of the bloodiest, brutalist wars you have ever seen. It’s no longer about will the nWs itself survive because of what they will do, it’s will they themselves survive each other?

Now is the moment you’ve all been waiting for. The moment that is making Lee Spawn cream his pants in anticipation. No, not the implosion of the nWs, but rather...

The fall of Kill Switch. -

{{ The stare down continues, neither man hardly breathing, not in fear but because they were each giving the other stone cold looks. Seifer still standing near the staircase as Kill Switch continues to rap the bat against his shoulder. Tap�?tap�?tap�?finally it’s Seifer who makes the first move, still not breaking the glare he begins to walk over towards the right, as his head shifts left to keep Switch in his line of vision. As he walks all Switch does is adjust his head, still haven’t moved a muscle. Seifer’s now made it over to the other end of the white couch, the odd lighting the camera was giving off made the couch appear teal for some strange reason. Despite popular belief, Seifer isn’t teal obsessed, with the exception of his specially made light saber of course, too bad he didn’t have it with him. Seifer reaches over to the camera and takes it off of the tripod. Kicking it to the side he fidgets with a few buttons, working them from memory as he continues the stare down. Satisfied that the feed had begun again he begins to walk backwards the same way he came but only for a moment as he stops by the end of the bookshelf, triggering something behind it the ceiling opens up and a black mechanic arm of sorts extends down into the room. Switch raising an eyebrow at this as Seifer places the camera at the end of it and locking it in tightly as he taps another button on the control panel of the mechanic arm as it reacts with a slight whizzing noise rising up and into the with the camera on it so it caught both Kill Switch and Seifer in its view. }}

[[Seifer]]: Figured why should we have all the fun ourselves and prevent everyone else from enjoying it. They use these in Hollywood, really makes filming much easier. Technology my friend, it’s the new age. So maybe I’ve slipped into the norm when it comes to wrestling, but not society, hardly. I’ve managed to maintain my edge on being not just a cut above but still unique and creative as ever, I’m of course referring to the construction of my city. Come on, you didn’t think I’d just waste my hard earned money on useless toys did you? It’s all part of a larger plan.

[[Kill Switch]]: I’ve heard you speak of it before Seif. You know some people build statues in honor of themselves, perhaps have arenas named after themselves, streets, buildings, but an entire city? I must say you’ve stepped up your game. What’s next? Take over Antarctica and name it Seiarcitca?

{{ Both men can’t help but slightly smirk at this but Seifer seems to be thinking, as if he was actually taking it into consideration. }}

[[Seifer]]: It’s been far too long Switch, I forgot how many good ideas you had. I never thought of colonizing before. We’ve always been known as trendsetters, I could bring back the glory days of when countries like Britain, France, Spain, Germany and others were all colonizing places�?I could become Seiferlo Jaclombus! Though then I’d have to compete with power hungry America, hmmm, you know thanks for the idea man but I’ll stick with giving money to charities like the Beef up Micronesians or the Let Hitler Run For President funds. Though I’m still curious how they intend on doing that.

[[Kill Switch]]: I hear they’ve created a new drug that enables dead people to come back to life. BUD knows all about that one. But I didn’t come here to talk Seifer.

{{ A smirk spreads over Seifer’s face for a quick moment before fading to a stone cold look again as Seifer passes over the wall and hits the light switch, turning it off as the two figures suddenly become covered in the darkness, only the outlines of their bodies are able to be seen, the rapping of the bat continues as the light from outside reflects off the metal. Seifer steps forth and holds both hands out to his side, gesturing Switch to bring it. As he does a small grunt escapes his mouth, as if to say it’s about time. He approaches Seifer slowly as Seifer squints his eyes a little, focused on Switch as he ducks down, knowing he was weaponless and if Switch were to make the first move he’d have to be quick. The two of them stand just feet apart, each feeling the other out, planning their moves. Kill Switch lifts the bat and makes a swinging gesture but pulls it back, Seifer hardly flinches as a smile plays on Switch’s face, circling around the room now the two of them continue to measure the other up. Finally, in classic wrestling like fashion they go for a tie up, must be out of habit knowing that a camera is on them. But they don’t tie up, instead Kill Switch brings the bat down and goes for Seifer’s midsection but he gets his hands in front and pushes his body off to the left and out of the way as Switch turns around with lighting fast speed to see a fist coming his way. He ducks it and looks for a haymaker but Seifer moves his head out of the way as he sends a kick towards Switch who side steps it. Each man now circling the other once more, having measured the other up. Switch looks to attack again but this time backs off, he’s standing beyond the bookcase and off to the left where small glass table is. On top of it is a sculpture of some kind. Switch taps Chrome against it as Seifer watches on, his interest hasn’t seemed to rise any since he went near it. }}

[[Kill Switch]]: You call this art?

{{ But Seifer doesn’t answer, Switch’s eyes turn to the sculpture and brings Chrome again it, smashing it and sending it into a ton of different pieces. He follows that up with the bat to the table, causing the glass to shatter and go everywhere. He turns back to Seifer, expressionless. }}

[[Kill Switch]]: Whoops.

{{ Seifer however, doesn’t react once more. Instead he cracks his neck to the side before rolling it over his shoulders. Nodding at what Switch did as he steps closer. }}

[[Seifer]]: You should know mind games don’t work.

[[Kill Switch]]: No, but it’s much fun, isn’t it Seif?

{{ Kill Switch tosses the bat into the air towards Seifer, causing him to look up as he charges at him, catching him right in the chest as he drives him into a wall, the bat bounces off of the tile floor as a crack is heard in the wall. Switch lets up a moment and drives another shoulder into Seifer as he catches his breath, Switch goes for another one but Seifer reaches down and grabs a hold of Switch’s head, attempting to apply a front face lock on him but Switch is able to get out of it, Seifer comes lashing forth though with a left hand right to the jaw of Switch who follows up with a left of his own to Seifer. He stumbles back for a moment before moving in and connecting with a right hand. Switch goes to grab his jaw but then rushes forward and brings a knee into the sternum of Seifer as he grabs him by the waist and head and throws him towards the couch. Seifer goes flying over it, sending it crashing down as well as Seifer slides off of the coffee table and into the bottom of the bookshelves. Switch makes his way to where Seifer is as he gets up, giving Switch a quick elbow to the jaw as he comes up and follows up with two rights to the face before driving a knee into his gut causing Switch to double over. Seifer grabs him and lifts him up in a suplex position, bringing him up and over, but Switch battles out of it and lands behind him, bringing Seifer’s head down with a reverse DDT. Switch is up and walking towards Chrome. He picks the bat up and swings at Seifer, but Seifer rolls out of the ground and Switch gets nothing but tile as he lets go of the bat for a moment. Seifer goes to grab it but Switch kicks Seifer’s hand away, instead taking it and clocking him in the head with it. Seifer’s down as Switch backs up, arching his back up and cracking a smile as he walks towards his prey. }}

[[Kill Switch]]: Didn’t think you’d fall down that easily, guess you were weaker then you thought.

{{ He goes to make another swing, but Seifer reaches forward and grabs his leg, putting enough force into it the momentum causes both of them to fall to the floor Seifer grabs for the bat but it’s released and rolls across the floor as Switch attempts to lock Seifer up in a triangle choke but Seifer knowing a bit of MMA as well sends a first to the jaw of Switch and is able to escape it and walk past him before he could lock it in. Seifer now picks up the bat as Switch is near him, he turns and swings, but missed Kill Switch and instead shatters a lamp that was sitting next to the couch. Seifer goes to swing at Switch again, this time he ends up shattering his chandelier as Kill Switch has now picked up a plate up off of the table, and slams it into Seifer’s face. Seifer stumbles back as Switch comes towards him but receives a bat to the sternum. Seifer reacts quickly and drops the bat, grabbing Kill Switch in a hug and then turning him around into belly-to-belly suplex, sending him through the coffee table. It isn’t long before Kill Switch is up however, he glances around and notices Seifer heading towards the staircase, beginning to ascend a step at a time as Switch grabs Chrome and follows him. }}

[[Kill Switch]]: Leaving so soon?

{{ Said in a sarcastic manner, he climbs the stairs as well. Seifer having already reached the top to his loft walks over towards the pool table and grabs a cue stick, as Switch makes it to the top he swings but Switch does as well and the stick is broken in half by the bat, but Seifer sends a kick in Switch’s direction but he bats away at Seifer’s foot sending him to the ground. He grabs his ankle but as Kill Switch comes over Seifer grabs the broken pool stick and whacks Switch in the face, cutting him right on the forehead as he falls back towards the stairs but manages to hold himself up, now bleeding. Seifer walks back over to the pool table, coming to one side he begins to grab the pool balls and starts throwing them at Switch whose still trying to clear the cobwebs. Yelps can be heard as he begins to nail him, in the back, in the leg, in the face, in the crouch. Kill Switch is down to one knee holding his groin in pain as he has a pissed off look on, grabbing Chrome he darts a glare as Seifer throws another pool ball, this time Switch swings and hits it, it flies straight into Seifer’s forehead and knocks him onto the pool table, the impact busts him open as well. }}

[[Seifer]]: Oww Mother fucker!

{{ Switch stalks over towards Seifer, grabbing him and sliding him across the pool table, and into the bar section as he lands on the bar and keeps going forward until Switch stops and their eyes focus on two unopened beer bottles of Heineken. Switch glances down at Seifer who glances up at him and they both nod. Switch lets go and sits down as Seifer rolls off the bar onto the other side and sits down as well. }}

[[Seifer]]: We need to call Burt and his Men of the Squared Table for this one.

[[Kill Switch]]: I agree. When having a bar fight if you see two unopened bottles of beers just sitting there you call a truce and enjoy those cold brews. Upon finishing, you continue the fight.

{{ Seifer opens his beer as does Switch and the two toast. }}

[[Kill Seifer]]: Man law.

{{ So for the next two minutes the two of them enjoy their beer. Around the same time they happen to finish and smash the bottles over the other ones head, causing them both to fall back but since Seifer has less room he hits the wall and then surges forward and dives up and over the bar, tackling Kill Switch to the ground. The two begin to brawl there as Switch gets the advantage and throws a couple hard rights to Seifer’s face as he walks off away from the bar, stairs, hallway where Seifer was before, and over towards the sliding glass door where outside there was a balcony. Seifer rolls up and sees Switch walking towards it. He reaches into a box in the corner and pulls out�?a rope. With a sinister smirk on his face he heads towards the balcony where Switch was, looping the rope up to create a noose. He reaches the door and drops it, walking outside where he sees Switch has pushed the table and chairs out of the way as the brawl continues, Switch knocking Seifer and slamming his face into the railing as Seifer does the same, but Switch gets the advantage when he kicks out Seifer’s legs, causing his jaw to snap hard on the railing edge. He falls to the ground as Switch notes the rope right inside. A sinister smirk of his own crosses his face as he grabs it, the end with no noose on it and out of habit quickly forms a noose on that end. As the camera manages to catch this, having shifted to the outside so we can see the fight as we look at the balcony in. }}

[[Kill Switch]]: You wanted war Seifer? It’s time I showed you your place and why your fate rests in my hands alone.

{{ Kill Switch places the noose over Seifer’s neck, pulling it tight as Seifer makes some choking sounds, his eyes goes wide as Switch pulls him up with the rope, Seifer’s hands have gone to his neck now, the blood beginning to form in his face. It was Kill Switch who first introduced hanging to Seifer, hell to the entire nWs. It soon became an nWs custom to hang their enemies. Seifer even created a match in which the object was to hang your opponent. Seifer has hung many people, yet never once would he thought he would be victim, let alone by the man who made it famous in the modern day. Switch’s eyes however show no mercy in them whatsoever but as he lifts Seifer up Seifer musters the strength to push forward and head butt Switch, causing him to let go of the rope as he kicks him in the gut. Seifer picks up the other end of the rope, where he had made the noose and quickly slips it over Switch’s neck. He pulls tight as Switch feels the pressure Seifer’s putting on, having similar thoughts Seifer had in not expecting to be in this position. Now both men stand up on the balcony trying to put more pressure on the others neck, each of them close to the edge as they try to push each other over and allow them to hang, the camera zooms in to see the expressions more clearly. Switch reaches with his hand and grips Seifer’s throat as Seifer does the same to Switch, both of them leaning up against the railing as they continue to add pressure, their eyes locked into one another in a dead stare. They look like they’re both starting to lean over too much. Ten seconds pass, feels like an eternity. Another ten seconds, feels even longer as the intensity is so thick you can cut it with a knife, edge of your seat as both of them lunge forward and they collide with each other as they fall�?}}

{{ Backwards that is, Switch falls back into one of the chairs and Seifer falls into the other both of them�?laughing. }}

[[Kill Switch]]: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

[[Seifer]]: GWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

{{ The laughter continues, both of them taking the noose off from their necks, finding it hard to breath as it is through the uncontrollable laughter. Like when Ken Shamrock was all serious and Tito just burst into laughter at him causing him to get more irate. After a moment of laughing Seifer reaches a hand up into the air and makes a downward mark as Switch speaks. }}

[[Kill Switch]]: Another one for the good guys! SOAP IN YOUR COFFEE�?/FONT>

[[Seifer]]: WE GOT YOU GOOD FUCKERS!! God damn the nWs hasn’t missed a beat. Though Switch, those ‘bums�?that were by that barrel earlier�?/FONT>

[[Kill Switch]]: Jose 3, Jose 4, Jose Jr. and Jose 8 from our Messican army we finally got. Sent them home and told them I’d send them three cents in the mail for coming all the way over here. I know, I’m such a stand up guy.

[[Seifer]]: Ahh yes, our fabled Messican army in which we named them all Jose with numbers. Kind of reminds me of that time in Guadeloupe...

{{ REMINICING TIME AS THE SCENE FADES OUT. GO TEAM! }}

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The End

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