Ruthlessness set free

Do I have a minute?
I hope you boys have about thirty.
Because they are going to be thirty blood soaked minutes
of RUTHLESS destruction!
And when it all comes to pass,
THE OUTLAW WILL RETURN.



(The transmission Fucking begins god dammit!


We are located in a standard dark room. There is simply a swinging sixty watt light bulb hanging above what appears to be the outline of a man. The light bulb sways back and forth for several seconds and then finally it blows up. The OSW camera man jumps, slightly ... And then turns on what appears to be a flashlight that is taped to the video camera.


First, we see the crimson red eyes of Death Angel.... Then we see the OSW World Title draped over his right shoulder. And the OSW Tag Team Title around his waist. He is sitting in what appears to be a steel chair.


The camera zooms in to see Death Angel's face is covered in blood. A crimson red mask. It must be his own blood because we see no victims close by. The demented glare in his eyes is undeniable. Death Angel is holding a copy of the flyer to the upcoming OSW event... Memorial Armageddon live on Pay-per-view. Despite the fact that Death Angel is more pissed than he's been in years.. he can't help but release a psychotic cackle as he tosses the peice of paper in the air. The camera watches it fall aimlessly to the ground.)



DA: "First off, before I even get STARTED on this weeks tag team title defense.. I suppose I should mention a thing or two about my World Championship match. Although, to be quite honest.. I'm not even sure why this guy is even in the same league as me let alone getting a shot at my World Title. Of course, I am talking about "The Devine Killer" Kevin Johnson. Although I find your name a tad bit witty... and well... No wait, actually. Scratch that. Reverse it. Who hasn't KILLED Dan Devine Johnson inside the squared circle? I have every time I stepped in the ring with him. Whether it was in tag team competiton or singles competition. He had to litterally make up his own title to PRETEND he defeated me once. So the meer fact that you use "The Devine Killer" as a moniker is proof enough that you don't deserve a shot at me. But as everything in OSW goes, as of late.... I will go with it. It makes no fucking sense. But I will go with it. Now, I've sat back and listened to your little two minute vignettes all week and I gotta say...."



(Death Angel pauses for quite awhile. He runs his taped up fists through his long black hair. He raises his eyes to the OSW camera and the look in his eyes could peirce through the lens.)



"I'm going to fucking KILL YOU. Yep, that's right. Press charges if you must. But I am in a realm like no other. You couldn't even comprehend where my head is at right now. And if I was you... I would turn around and walk the other way when your music hits. Because as pissed off of a man that I am... and as dangerous of a man that I am. You don't stand a snowballs chance in HELL against me in the squared circle, outside the ring, in the parking lot... Or anywheres for that matter. The only thing you proved to me is that you can sure run your mouth for a good couple of minutes and sound real witty. But at the end of the day that will NOT get the World Title over your shoulder. You first poke fun at the fact of even being OSW World Champion.. Then you say you want the title. Well, which is it? Cybil... Do you respect the title, or not? Because I know a few of my other opponents think the title is a joke. But I am bringing respect back to a title that has long lost it's respect. There's a rhyme and reason behind EVERYTHING I do.. and you can bet your ass that , after winning the title back from Multi last week... for the fourth time. I am not going to let some snot nosed, curtain jerking, punjab like Kevin "The Devine Killer" Johnson take this precious peice of gold and leather from my possession. Do you even know who I am? Do you know who you are dealing with? I'm "The Outlaw" and I'm better than you in every conceivable way. As for Shadow Carter and whoever the FUCK else it is that's in this hardcore World Title Cage match. yeah, that's right.. I don't even know who the third opponent is in this four way match. Do you know why? Because it doesn't matter. I'm going to rip through all three of you and ONCE AGAIN... retain this OSW World Championship. Until I say I'm done with this title, and apparently the time isn't here yet... IT'S MINE! And I don't care if you do ONE or five little crappy promos... You are still gonna get your ass HOMICIDE HEAVED from one side of the ring to the next! 'nuff fucking said about that..."



"NOW....."


"NOW, NOW, NOW!!!"


"The only thing that will be soaked up after the grand finale of the BIGGEST TAG TEAM MATCH IN OSW HISTORY.... is the blood of Hunter and Mr. Johnny Carter! Two men who are bigger than the business, huh? At least in their own mind. Do you want to know the difference between Johnny Carter and Hunter and Nighthawk and myself? And no, it's not a card-division status.. No matter how MUCH these guys would love to argue , until they are blue in the face, that there is in no way POSSIBLY in their league... The fact of the matter is... We are main eventers just like they are. We always have been and always will be. I have been a World Champion in EVERY federation I ever stepped in. Just I don't choose to mention it everytime I see that little red light come on , signifying that my overyhyped *AHEM* HUNTER *AHEM* face is on the OSW camera!!!!! I have been main eventing pay-per-views since Hunter and Johnny were sitting in the seats thinking..."


"Some day... Someday I will step in that ring and be the best."


"Well guess what ya fucking punjabs and a half. The fact of the matter is... The difference between DRAMA and the 13 Acres of Hell: The Hell's Rejects is really quite simple. It's respect. Perhaps your Daddies didn't beat you enough. Or perhaps the very opposite happened and you guys are deeply in need of recognition because you both know that ... this little horse you are riding on , well... it's knees are starting to buckle. And despite how much you refuse to see it. You two WILL meet the team that will finally defeat you. The team that will finally knock you down to size like your Father's should have when you were little Domestik Disturbances wearing your lil wrestling logo diapers."


"SO , I threw it out there. So let's talk about it. A little thing called respect. I know, I know... I already know what your rebuttle will be. You guys don't need to respect ANYTHING or ANYONE.. because you are the best. We should all bow to you , right? FUCK THAT! DEATH ANGEL bows to NO FUCKING MAN!!!! But I'm talking more about a mutal respect for your opponent. I may have a tad bit of an ego myself. But the ego of damn near every member of D.R.A.M.A is off the fucking charts! The fact of the matter is... No one likes you. No one likes you because you come out week after week telling everyone how good you are. You take shots at management left and right because you "shouldn't have lost." But the fact of the matter is... Whatever ANY member of HELL's REJECTS earns.. We EARNED. We didn't get any shots because we were owed it. We went out there and shed our blood, sweat, and fucking tears and we GOT IT! Hunter, you think you are the only former OSW champion?! I have that title under my belt as well. As well as tag team title and a four time World Champion. The fact of the matter is... I've been approached by both Dravaka and Devin to go after the Hardcore Title on several occassions? Do you know why I shrugged it off? Because I love what I do. I love to go out and break skulls and I know if I went after that Hardcore title, right now... I'd be stuck in the same pussyfooting matches as all these main eventers now. Nothing special. Nothing worthy of the fans approval. Nothing to even get the fans out of their seats and cheer! the cult following of not only Death Angel but Nighthawk and the rest of the Hell's Rejects is undeniable. We are far more than a stable.. we are a family. Unlike you guys. Should I call you the cru or should I call you D.R.A.M.A?! Sure, a few members faces are familiar... but the message is always most certainly the same."



"BLAH, BLAH, BLAH.. we are anti-authority and we use power in numbers to get all the titles we win."


"Without a doubt this will be the bloodiest tag title match in OSW history. WIthout a doubt this match will go down as when two worlds collide. But no matter who wins tonight... I really don't care. Because I just want to HURT YOU. I want to hurt both of you. In fact, I want to come out... I want to take a fucking chair and break both of your jaws so I don't have to sit through one more boring Johnny "Soak some up" snooze fest. Or one more Hunter "I fuck ten bitches ... yet I can't get it up unless they are unwilling" promos. I get it. We all get it. You two are the anti-christs of oSW. It's so funny, you know..."


"It was only a matter of time until this match happened. Yet we worked our way up to this match. I couldn't help but snicker a little when I first received the card. It read simply... "Hells Rejects v.s. Drimstone Stone and Devin Johnson." ...Let's flash forward to a day fucking later, shall we?!"


("The Outlaw" is quite irrate. But yet he's never been so focused. He raises up a new flyer for OSW. It reads HR v.s. Domestik Disturbance for the OSW World Heavyweight Tag Team Titles.)


"MUWAHAHA!"


"You come at everyone else like they are a band of pussies. You come at everyone else like they are given things they don't deserve. Well, Nighthawk and I are multiple time tag champions just as you two are. Sure, not in OSW. But we are undefeated here. But that fact is moot. Because the real point i'm trying to make is. You two are hypocrits. You tell everyone else that they aren't worthy of holding ANY of the gold. Yet the two of you aren't even going to CONSIDER actualy working your way up to a tag title match. I mean, it's not like you two wouldn't rip Johnson and Stone apart limb by limb. I get it. But you guys just couldn't wait. And somehow I sit and think.... This is Hunters doing. Don't get me wrong Johnny... I hate you as well. But you aren't a crying babbling little kid like Hunter is. Hunter lost to a set of tits for a title he was SURE was his. Yet he lost. He couldn't let it go. So he had to go to managment and get his way in any way possible. In anyway he possibly could. So he used his backstage prowess to intimidate the already half-backboned management into changing the match."


"Now, don't get me wrong. Like Johnny said... The Hell's Rejects aren't going out without a fight. We weren't about to back down this week, next week, next month or two years from now. But you guys just couldn't wait... could you? You had to have what you wanted, NOW! Well, that shall be a pivotal mistake on the part of Domestik Disturbance. For the fact of the matter is... HR is 3-0 and we are READY for you guys. You two haven't faught together in some time. You aren't on the same page. No matter how much you "pretend" to be. While Death Angel and Nighthawk have been winning titles left and right. In fact, I think my brother Nighthawk was just holding that very TV Championship that Hunter, you fell short of... a month or two ago. That is... if memory serves me correctly."
"Now lets talk about delaying the inevitable. The only thing that is inevitable is the fact that Hunter and Johnny will probably tuck tail and go to some other federation once they finally met their match. That.... that's pretty much something I will put my bottom dollar on. Because I've faught a thousand other "DRAMA"-esque douche bags. I've faught a thousand other so-called God's of Wrestling. And guess what happened? They all fell. They may have stood their ground. They may have stood up high on their respective pedistal for many years. But eventually they all fell when "The Outlaw" knocked them down to size. Speaking of such a duo... Domestik Disturbance, let me give YOU TWO a little HISTORY FUCKING LESSON! In HOMICIDE 1 OH FUCKING ONE.... This is a hardcore match and despite the both of you having your "oh so successful career" in numerous federations. When it comes to hardcore wrestling... There is no other tag team that is as dominate as Death Angel and Nighthawk: THE HELL's FUCKING REJECTS! you two can give me your resume's till you are blue in the face... I really could care less. Frankly, I really hope you don't because I've heard it soo many times I want to puke. Which is exactly why I know you two couldn't hold a candle to us in hardcore wrestling. You see.... The Hawk of Night and "The Outlaw" don't need to spew off past credentials to get our job done. We simply go out there.. Break some fucking skulls and we retain our titles the way we know best. STEEL DDT'n Johnny and HOMICIDE HEAVIN' HUNTERS FUCKING ASSES THROUGH TABLES ON FIRE! Which is exactly what will happen. Call me the pro-fessional wreslting prophet... call me fucking Sylvia Browne. I don't care what you call me. But the fact of the matter is.. When the bell rings, Death and Nighthawk will be the ones being handed the titles. NOT Drama.... And I know, I know... Hunter's ego can not POSSIBLY withstand two losses in a row. especially being that the first one was to "a pair of tits." Well guess what fellas? This week you aren't facing a pair of tits. You are facing two fucking pissed off, hardcore, RUTHLESS indivudals .. who will stop at nothing make our point proven to not only Johnny Carter, Not only Hunter, not only the rest of DRAMA... but to the whole fucking world. We worked our way up to these tag titles. And we shall damn well keep them."


"You can say all your famous catch phrases all you want. You can tell us to soak some up. You can ask if we have a minute. But at the end ... all that shall remain is fear. And I can smell your fear from here. You two are too egotistical to even recognize it. But its undeniable to me. And to my tag team partner as well. So put on your front. Pretend everything is okay. Pretend that everything will go out as planned. Because in your dillusional heads... I really believe you think it will. But the fact of the matter is... In a few short hours, you two will be the ones who will finally realize that . .. "



"The 13 Acres of Hell"
"The HELL's FUCKING REJECTS"
"ARE YOUR...."
...."FUCKING FEAR!!!!!"


(With that being said Death Angel walks up to the camera and punches right through the glass. We fade to the image of cracked video lens.)