Realm of Immortality

“Sparrow is a dying breed. The last of his kind. At IRX�?Ice Cold, Sparrow as I know him�?dies.�?/FONT>

It is the year 2004. Many crazy things went down this year. It was the year of the Monkey for starters according to the Chinese calendar.

Sparrow kind of looks like a monkey now that I think about it.

George War Bush wins the election for his second term. Wrestlemania celebrates their 20th anniversary. Lord of the Rings: Return of the King wins 11 Academy Awards. The last Oldsmobile rolls off the assembly line. Seifer joins the New World Slaughter. The Series Finale of Friends airs, drawing around 52 million North America viewers. Terry Nichols is convicted by the Oklahoma State court on murder charges stemming from the 1995 Oklahoma City bombing. Mace and Kill Switch are ‘tragically killed�?in a bar fight. Seifer and Omen receive Emmy Awards for their spectacular performances in pretending that their nWs brothers were dead. Lee Spawn has a breakdown saying that Mace broke his spirit. Thousands flood the streets in Hong Kong to celebrate the 15th Anniversary of the Tiananmen Square massacre. The nWs is running wild in its seventh and strongest installment ever, closing down federations left and right, the record is four in one week. AH HA! The Tampa Bay Lightning become NHL Champions. The nWs grows to over ten members, Seifer and his brothers don’t even know who the fuck half of them are {Seifer still doesn’t XD} and they all get kicked out a day later bar the original four. Saddam Insane is arrested. Groundbreaking for the Freedom Tower begins at Ground Zero in New York City. Lance Armstrong wins his 6th Tour de France. Sparrow retains his BUD Championship against Seifer at Beyond Redemption in a true tragedy. Asshole Inc. reforms including Sparrow and attacks Seifer after the match. The 2004 Summer Olympics are held in Athens. Hurricane Charley becomes the most intense hurricane to hit the United States since Andrew in 1992. The great disaster of BUD occurs as Ruckus becomes MOD Champion and ends Sparrow’s third and final BUD Heavyweight title reign. Hurricane Ivan strikes Florida and becomes the third costliest Hurricane in history (4th after Katrina), some unnamed insane Floridian stands on top of his roof dressed in Rambo gear edging the Russian Hurricane on. He gets no response as Ivan missed him, pussy. QQ. Seifer captures his first BUD Heavyweight Championship. Jacob Mitchell joins BUD for one week and wins the MotM award. Seifer and Sean Hunter go on to become a huge thorn in the side of Asshole Inc. The Boston Red Sox become World Series Champions, breaking the Curse of the Bambino. Seifer and Kill Switch capture the NWA Tag Team Championships. Seifer captures his first NWA World Championship. Kill Switch leads the mutiny of the seventh installment of the nWs as The Aftermath is born and is set to face the nws, only for the nWs to pull another swerve on Spawn and company, giving him another heart attack, stroke, breakdown, seizure, whatever, probably all of them simultaneously. Sparrow loses the chance to become Beyond Champion by losing to Sean Hunter in a multi person match. Seifer and Cross become W2K Tag Team Champions in Seifer’s first W2K match. Ryan Rage proclaims that Seifer will lose to him in 2005! LOL!

A lot of other stuff happened in 2004, including the deaths of many, and a lot more triumphs of Seifer. Yet the most important issue of 2004 in relation to why we are here has already been mentioned. It is this issue that brings us here today.

The Beyond Redemption tragedy, would anyone like to venture a guess who captured the Most Valuable Player award at this Pay Per View? Here’s a hint, it wasn’t the Main Event winner.

For Seifer, 2004 was a great year, but it was also the year in which he suffered a loss at the hands of Sparrow. It was a close contest but in the end, Sparrow outsmarted Seifer. Seifer had vowed it wouldn’t happen again. Is it an issue now? No, Seifer isn’t bothered by things like that anymore in his career. Hell, he even likes Sparrow to some degree despite them never having much interactions. But you’d be a fool to think that it’s over. That Seifer doesn’t still remember that he doesn’t have a plan for his career and how Sparrow fits into it. He saw an opportunity here in the IRX to face Sparrow, and like any smart business man, he took it. Now he plans on making good of his challenge.

The scene opens inside of the MET in New York City. The cameras pan around it for a moment to authentic the famous museum and then back on Seifer who has his back to the camera and is looking at a replica of an Archaeopteryx, a bird dinosaur. He shakes his head for a moment and then turns around, motioning to the display.

“Hello Birdman, long time no see. That right there, that’s your fate.�?/FONT>

Seifer begins walking away as the cameras follow him, barely catching various dinosaur displays.

“No I’m not going to try and kill you in this Ice Cold Compound. But I will say that after our match, your�?kind will become extinct, and there will be nothing that can ever reverse the process.�?/FONT>

Seifer laughs, knowing that neither Sparrow nor anyone else knew what he was talking about yet.

“I know how you work Sparrow; you might think that I’ve been obsessed over facing you again, to finally get my redemption for what happened at Beyond Redemption. But you’d be wrong. I’m not obsessed; perhaps at first I was a couple years ago, but now I’m long over it. Though that doesn’t mean I’d simply continue sitting around doing nothing when I see a chance to get you into another match. We know I’ve tried, a couple times actually but the tag title match in which our partners couldn’t be around and it’d end up being a one on one never went down. ‘Sparrow/Seifer is a PPV match�?they said. So is Shamrock vs Ortiz, Angle vs HBK, yet both of them had encounters past their PPV duels on televised programming. If I was an ignorant cocky n00b, I’d say you feared me and didn’t want to fight. But I know better than that. Though I’ll admit that when I was first in BUD and I lost to you, I smelt something fishy going on, especially since BUD’s biggest Pay Per View was coming up, God forbid someone actually worthy heads into the PPV as champ. I mean, here was this BUD rookie coming into the company, becoming the talk of the place due to the hype I was getting from my then friend, the Heavyweight Champ Dante Cross. All of a sudden Switch and Mace joined the company after hearing of this guy who thought he was hot shit. Needless to say there was an ego clash with Ruckus who was the man whisperings sweet nothings into Roxy’s ear. So after they had gone and I was heading into my first Pay Per View, main eventing the program with the three time champ for your title, I started to grow some confidence as the week wore on. I was dominating the battle of words and I was kicking your ass by a mile. That was, until match day when you bombarded me with promos. It was a shell shock for me to say the least and I’ll commend you that it worked, I was taken out of my game and you ended up defeating me that night. Of course we all know about Asshole Inc. returning, you joining them and me getting a beat down.�?/FONT>

Seifer shakes his head, remembering that moment.

“But it was good for me. Because if you go undefeated forever, that just means you’re damn good. As you go on you get a little better, but you become very arrogant. When you suffer a loss or two, you become humbled; you realize you’re not untouchable and you work harder to improve, you end up getting much better as your ego stays intact and does’t blind you. I’s like Saiyans, training and winning does them good, but near death losses and they grow much stronger. So though I thought I had you that night Sparrow, I’m fine with my loss. Because I knew I’d get my payback. Unfortunately, I’ve been jipped out of it. A few months later I had taken out Asshole Inc. on my own, well with the help of the janitor Jose who I then framed and he got blamed for it all.�?/FONT>

Eddie Guerrero like smirk.

“Yet you later returned with Gypsy proclaiming that they had a fake Sparrow and Gypsy running around with them. I wasn’t really paying attention to close up expressions of any of you during the attack since I needed to move quickly being way outnumbered. Kind of sad they would do that to make themselves feel more powerful when the Horsemen were running BUD. Nonetheless, you slipped through my fingers. The next time didn’t come until that Tag Match I just mentioned. The other time was the Master of the Domain. In which we were going to have a match at MOD if I should lose in the tournament. Well, that match never went down as I went on to become MOD Champ. So once again, I wanted to fight you, this time I knew you wanted to fight me, but it never did happen.�?/FONT>

Seifer has finally made it to the seating area as he sits down.

“But now, now I’ve got my chance. This isn’t anything personal against you Sparrow, it’s all about business. As I said, you’re the last of your kind. Everyone that I have ever crossed paths with in my career, I’ve beaten. I may have lost a few times, but those losses either came after I had already beaten them, or before I got my redemption. With the exception of you Sparrow. You’re the only man who holds a victory over me that I haven’t been able to redeem. That comes to an end at Ice Cold. You’re way beyond redemption. I’ve learned a lot from our last battle, I didn’t know how you worked then, now I do. In my next promo I think I’ll fill you in on what our Ice Cold Compound match is all about. But here’s a hint, your United Champions won’t be able to interfere in this bout, I learned from the Inc. attack. I don’t make the same mistakes twice.�?/FONT>

“Ice Cold will be about coming full circle in my wrestling career. But unfortunately for you, for that to happen, the bird must fall.�?/FONT>

The scene fades out.

Having a professional wrestling company in the heart of New York City can be a great idea because it can generate a lot more interest then in some hick town. New York is probably one of the most visited cities in the world and surely a lot of wrestling fans come on through and will probably stop by, not to mention you can develop strong cult like fan bases here in the Big Apple. Yet as great as Manhattan is, the glitz, the glamour, Times Square, everything, it’s nice to get away from it all. Not that Seifer had been here long on this trip, but this also wasn’t just any other match for Seifer. This was one of the biggest matches of his career, facing a situation that he has only been in a couple times in his career: going up against someone who had beaten him previously and him not having tasted that same victory. So as great as New York City is, Seifer has some business to deal with and he needs a quieter place not too far off, enter Long Island.

The Main Event.

Is the sign that the cameras catch as they enter the building. It’s a restaurant and grill joint that serves your typical football type food. It’s a great place for football actually as it has a lot of TV’s spread around the place. With its wooden décor and various sports pictures of athletes and teams hanging all around the walls, you can tell it was a sports place. The cameramen nod at the hostess as they take a right over to where Seifer was sitting, this time wearing a pair of jeans, and a throwback D-Wade jersey. At one tall table for two up against the column and right behind the bar where about fourteen TV’s are, six smaller ones on each side and two big ones in the middle. The bar isn’t very packed at this time of the day, but rest assured Sunday it would be.

“Welcome to The Main Event.�?/FONT>

He smirks as he sips at his coke.

“Fitting name huh? Seeing as I’m facing Sparrow in the Main Event of Ice Cold. You know what I find interesting? Last time I faced was in New York, I think we fought at The Garden because I do remember doing a couple of promos on the Island. Or it could have been at the Coliseum, I forget.�?/FONT>

Seifer shrugs.

“Can I get you anything?�?Says the waitress that comes up to him.

“Sure. I’ll take twenty wings, spicy hot, sizzling!�?/FONT>

“Alright.�?/FONT>

“With some ranch.�?/FONT>

“Anything else?�?/FONT>

“How about you and me in the back in five minutes?�?/FONT>

“UHHH!�?/FONT>

She glances around as her manager rolls his eyes at a customer coming on to his finest waitress and then walks away as she takes the menu and looks back to Seifer in a low whisper.

“Make it ten.�?/FONT>

She winks, blushes and rushes off as Seifer throws on that classic smirk and brushes off his shoulder.

“I still got it baby!�?/FONT>

“You ain’t got nothing my man!�?/FONT>

“Oh I know you’re not trying to be a buzz killer!�?/FONT>

He turns and greets his buddy Julius Wade whose wearing a #47 New York Mets jersey. He takes the empty seat next to him.

“As much as I like Glavine, you know the Tigers are taking it this year, right?�?/FONT>

“We’ll see. So what’s this business you got going with Sparrow?�?/FONT>

“Revenge. Redemption. Kick his ass for real. Call him an idiot for teaming with Ruckus after he got screwed over by him and the people upstairs in that company.�?/FONT>

“Hey now, keep it down low on the trash talk.�?/FONT>

“I’m only speaking what everyone already knows. Um, what else�?oh explain to him why he doesn’t make a good champion and that Decaine was right.�?/FONT>

“Quite a lot.�?/FONT>

“It’s a damn big match, of course I’m going to have a lot to say.�?/FONT>

“Decaine was right?�?/FONT>

“About keeping him locked up in Mexico? No, that was messed up. I remember we did that to Omen one time, he got pissed off. Then again it was because of him Switch and I ran into some problems down there, got locked up too. Fucker stole our jar of pennies and we couldn’t buy our army and had to go back later to get them. So he totally deserved that!�?/FONT>

Seifer shakes a fist up in the air expressing his ‘anger�?

“Sir I’m going to have to ask you to tone it down.�?/FONT>

“Wha?�?/FONT> He looks confused as the manager is standing in front of the table at about five foot five.

“We don’t like your kind here.�?/FONT>

“My kind? You mean winners? Guys that kick total ass and have no problem tipping your workers two hundred percent? Yeah, I can see how I’d be a problem.�?/FONT>

“No, I mean cocky little bitches. Guys who think they’re all that because they have money.�?/FONT>

Julius just shakes his head. “No man, just stop now while you’re ahead. Seifer don’t continue this cause you know how it’s going to end up.�?/FONT>

He keeps the stare of the manager.

“Oh yeah Jul, how’s that?�?/FONT>

“You’re going to say something else, he’ll reply telling you why he’s coming at you, you’ll then verbalize him to death, he might get angry and throw a punch or try to kick you out, it’ll end up into a big fight in which we’ll win but then the cops will take us to jail.�?/FONT>

Seifer pauses thinking for a moment as he takes another sip from his coke. He sets it down and shakes his head.

“Yeah man, you’re probably right.�?/FONT>

Julius breathes a sigh of relief as he leans back into the chair, thinking it was over.

“But I’m a glutton for punishment sometime. So buddy you can tell me raising my fist was merely a joke, so what is your problem with me? Wait, let me guess, you’re a Sparrow mark! It’s the oldest trick really.�?/FONT>

“Actually no, fuck that bird! As much as I hate to say it I wish the title was on the line, or the stip you had told Decaine. Sparrow was only in Mexico for like a week, but since he won the title he’s done nothing, nothing at all! Well besides forming the United Champions, but that’s it! And even before that, he hardly wrestled, he played games with Drew for the first few weeks IRX was open anyways and then fought in a match or two, one being that big old school vs new school, won the title, and that’s that. Wow, some fucking champion. I wish Bryan would take his title shot already and beat the bastard.�?/FONT>

Both Seifer and Julius�?jaws drop as they stare blankly.

“Wow, you just cut my entire promo for me. And I thought you were pissed at me.�?/FONT>

“Sorry, I get caught up in my dislike for guys who don’t earn their keep.�?/FONT>

“Uh right. Well if it’s any consolation it annoys me too and I planned on dedicating part of a promo to just that, but first tell me your problem so we can either resolve this peacefully or do what Jules said was gonna happen.�?/FONT>

“You’re better than Sparrow because you actually care and have smart business sense mixed in with wrestling, but you’re a waste.�?/FONT>

Seifer cocks an eyebrow.

“That’s right. You spend money left and right, I mean I live here, I’m a wrestling fan, you didn’t think I saw you giving Sparrow and brand new fucking jet two years ago?!�?/FONT>

“First off, stop whining like a bitch. Second, I earned my money and therefore it’s mine to do with as I please, be lucky I’m not like ninety percent of rich people who don’t do any good with their money. Or a Jew who won’t give a dime extra for a tip. As far as the jet, it was my way of giving back to him for when I took his title. Obviously we know how well that worked out.�?/FONT>

Seifer rolls his eyes.

“Good thing too, wasted your money on an ungrateful person. And the second problem I have with you is you trying to hit on my employees.�?/FONT>

Seifer can’t help but laugh.

“I didn’t just try buddy, I succeeded!�?/FONT>

He winks.

“HEY! You won’t lay a goddamn finger on her!�?/FONT>

“What are you her father or something?�?/FONT>

“Why you little!�?/FONT>

Seifer turns back to Julius. “OH SHIT CHARLES! He’s mad because he wants to bone her!!�?/FONT>

“Uh Seif? I think he’s got steam coming out of his ears.�?/FONT>

Seifer turns back to the manager and notices that his face was getting red and steam was indeed coming out of his ears.

“You look a little hot dude, have some water.�?/FONT>

He grabs his glass of water and throws it on the face of the manager, which only angers him even more.

“I don’t think that helped.�?/FONT>

“Think we should go?�?/FONT>

“Might be for the best.�?/FONT>

“But I didn’t get my wings yet!�?/FONT>

“Screw the wings man, you can’t be going to jail this close to match time!�?/FONT>

“Nah, I won’t go to jail. The people love me!�?/FONT>

“That’s it! You and me punk!!�?/FONT>

“K.�?/FONT>

Seifer reaches out and WHAM! Levels the manager with a right that knocks him to the ground. By now everyone was already watching.

“Round of drinks on me!!�?/FONT>

Which of course generates cheers from the drunks, even a few others. Ah it’s great being Seifer.

“Damn right it is.�?/FONT>

“Aren’t you worried Sparrow will use this incident against you?�?/FONT>

“Me? Worry? No. Sparrow? Use this against me? HAHAHA! Don’t make me laugh man, he’ll be too occupied about doing some weird wacky shit to even be bothered about what I’m doing. Besides I’ve covered for him numerous times when he failed in his role as ‘champion�? Looks like I’m going to be doing it again coming to IRX. Cause let’s face it, with me here you know people are going to be looking to me to lead this company to greatness since it’s clear by now IRX made a mistake pushing Sparrow for the belt, he’s a good talent and all, hell he’s a freaking great talent, but he can’t draw a dime.�?/FONT>

Oh snap, now we’re getting serious. Seifer smirks.

“That’s right Sparrow, I said it. I’d never put down your abilities because I’ve seen what you’ve done to people; I saw what you did to me. You’re a hell of an athlete and an innovator in your own right too. I mean, that bird match you have, fighting in a wobbling ring high suspended high above the ground, that takes guts right there. All my specialty matches have been grounded because I’d rather focus on beating my opponent rather than having to worry about balance half the match. But now since I’m on match talk, let’s talk about the match. The Ice Cold Compound.�?/FONT>

Seifer smiles and takes a gulp of his coke as the manager was removed from the scene by some of the employees and taken to a booth, he knew he’d have to deal with him again later.

“As you probably already have guessed, it’s going to involved ice, and it’s going to be cold, very cold. I’ve only been in two icy match types, one being the Arctic Entombment match in BUD, and another being a Frozen Tundra matchup. Both of which, I won by the way. Then again I know you’ve been in and won a Meat Freezer match and an Ice Casket match. Beyond that, I have no idea so you may very well have the advantage but really when it comes down to it, I think we’ll both fight at a high level even in the colder temperatures so it’s not as if I made this match a week ago to give myself that much of an advantage. I created it to reflect just how cold my redemption is going to feel.�?/FONT>

“The match? It’s actually quite simple, not as easy to construct, but simple once we get in there. Picture a structure similar to a hell in a cell, only difference is this one is a lot smaller, so there isn’t nearly as much room to run around outside. Now as far as the official Ice Cold Compound incase I ever have another one, the roof is supposed to be a lot shorter, but I figured I’d want to make this as even as possible and I know making a roof only about 6�?�?once we’re in the ring would severely cut off your high flying and risk taking style, so I didn’t do that.�?/FONT>

Seifer smiles again, picture that MSN smiley.

“You can thank me later, Captain. This way, you won’t have any excuses when it’s all said and done. As far as the rest goes, instead of a cage fence, the sides will be solid fucking ice. We’re talking thick pieces so that there won’t be anyway to escape. It’ll be in it’s own little concealment so not only will it not melt, but it’ll be able to get watered down so that the fans can have a clear shot and not one that’s gotten frosty. Which means that inside if your head gets smacked into the side, it’s going to feel pretty cold and wet.�?/FONT>

Seifer pauses and takes another sip as he lifts his cup and then slams it down, lifting a finger.

“But there’s more! Before the Compound is lowered, a floor will be assembled, a rubberized one that will insult the place so that heat doesn’t get in and the cold air doesn’t escape. For at the corners of the ice will be little jets that blow off freezing air every few minutes to ensure that the compound remains nice and chilly! Oh and I got just one more, this might be over doing it but underneath the ring will be as cold as a freezer and instead of your usual steel chair, they’ll be an ice chair. Ladder made of ice? Oh hell yes, ice sticks, all of that. Not to mention the icecicles hanging all from the roof of the cage, ahh yes, it will be grand!�?/FONT>

Seifer smirks now that his creation has finally bet let out into the open.

“Oh Sparrow, this is going to be fun!�?/FONT>

He puts his hands together in excitement.

“Oh so fun!! Looks like old man winter has come early this year. The freezing cold temperatures will serve as a shock to your system, as it will mine, but for you it’ll be a sudden realization that last time was nothing compared to what I’m willing to do to guarantee victory.�?/FONT>

Seifer lets off a little laughter when the chicken wings come.

“Damn, sounds like one hell of a match.�?/FONT>

“Oh it will be.�?/FONT>

Seifer starts to dig in when he feels someone coming his way, he sticks his left arm right as a stool comes smashing down on it, the stool breaks as Seifer jumps down from his chair, holding his arm.

“Oh, you’re fucked now.�?/FONT>

The manager grabs a blunted piece of the broken stool and begins to wave it in front of Seifer, edging him to attack him. Seifer motions as if he was about to do it but then backs off and as the manager charges he hops in between two people and over the bar, pushing aside the bartender and begins to grab ice and throws it at the manager.

“TAKE THAT YOU SUCKA FOO!�?/FONT>

The guys sitting at the bar start to get into this, handing him their drafts as Seifer throws the beer across the bar and onto the very pissed off manager.

“HAVE A LITTLE BUDLITE!�?/FONT>

“HOW ABOUT SOME ICEHOUSE!�?/FONT>

“IT’S MILLER TIME BABY!�?/FONT>

“TRY SOME HEINE- whoa, I don’t think so.�?/FONT>

Seifer stops before he throws the bottle and chugs the beer instead.

“CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!�?/FONT>

He finishes it and slams it down on the counter.

“Damn that felt good! Alright buddy, let’s either drop this or take it outside. No one needs to be going to the hospital this early in the day.�?/FONT>

“Scared of being sent to the hospital? Oh wouldn’t that be an embarrassment.�?/FONT>

“Pfft, please. I’ve only been to a hospital a couple times in my career and it’s either been because I was cutting a promo, mocking, attacking, or visiting someone. I’ve never been admitted myself so how about I buy you a new shirt and a beer, pay for the damages since I’m such a stand up guy and we call it a day?�?/FONT>

Nothing is said as the manager is breathing hard with his fists still in the air and his face completely soaked.

“Alright fine, I won’t even go bang your star server. Though you’re the one that has to tell her.�?/FONT>

She just happens to be right behind him as he slowly turns around.

“Uh, you heard?�?/FONT>

She stops her feet and storms off.

“You always ruin everything for me daddy!�?/FONT>

Seifer turns to Julius, �?/FONT>AH HA! I WAS RIGHT!! That’ll be fifty bucks.�?/FONT>

“We didn’t make a bet moron.�?/FONT>

“So?�?/FONT>

“Hey... that’s... you... ah goddamnit I hate that comeback.�?/FONT>

“Still the best comeback ever.�?/FONT>

*Sunglasses*

Seifer walks around the bar and pulls some money out of his wallet, handing it to the manager.

“Now chill out and let us finish our food and we’ll be gone. This was fun by the way, we should do it again sometime!�?/FONT>

The manager, knowing he was defeated accepts the money and walks away as Seifer and Julius sit back down and finish their food.

“I love winning. Makes me feel so warm and fuzzy inside!�?/FONT>

“Really?�?/FONT>

“No it actually makes me feel cold and icy.�?/FONT>

Seifer turns once more to the camera.

“Fade to ice, mother fuckers.�?/FONT>

The scene fades to fire.

Blood Spiller.

Ugghhh scene faades to ice.

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