*Suddenly, the arena is plunged into total darkness and the crowd looks on intently with anticipation. At this point, an ominous Marine Corpse symbol appears across the Xtreme-Tron, and accompanied by it is the loud, roaring sound of guitar riffs beginning to kick in across the building's sound system. Mere seconds later, the Xtreme Tron screen abruptly shifts to pure static and the tension builds as after a flurry of drums kick in, the following words begin to echo throughout the building*
"The eagle born to those who pledged their lives and sacred honor
was smiled upon by God and freed from chains and iron collar.
He is held aloft on unity and by history revered;
for preserving peace through strength his wings now reach across two hundred years.
But for each of those and one year more,
God has smiled upon The Corps,
from the Barbary Coast to the Eastern Sand,
by sword, by gun, or by bare hand.
So it's been, and shall be weighed:
though many are born, few are "made".
Faithful Always, they shall remain,
dogs to loose when war is waged ...
*At these very words, BOOM! An overwhelming explosion rocks the arena to its core and in turn, the entire crowd is on its feet with fists raised and deafening screams of approval, as the hell-raising chorus of "Warrior's Song{Hardcore"" by The Worrior Project cuts onto the PA in full force! At this, the curtain flips back and without any further adieu, the sadistically smirking figure of Everett Aloni himself steps out and onto the top of the stage! Thereafter, Aloni struts fiercely on down the ramp to a chorus of boos from this entire capacity crowd of ECWF fans joining us here tonight. Moments later he finally reaches the ring area whereupon climbing inside, the self-proclaimed "Rock Hard Samoan" sets off to do his signature salute taunt from each and every corner of the ring, defiantly raising both his fists and a set of familiar middle fingers to the crowd. Once concluding with these routine taunts of his, he ventures over to the back corner of the ring, and at receiving a mic from the ring announcer below he goes to stand squarely in the middle of the ring, perfectly over the ECWF logo imprinted there on the canvas. The self-proclaimed "Rock Hard Samoan" continues awaiting all the crowd noise over his appearance to subside, and as it does, he steps forward somewhat further toward the nearest set of ropes. A brief instant later, with one arm resting comfortably on the ring ropes Aloni fully raises his microphone with the other then clears his throat in preparation to once again address the entire ECWF world, an address in the most major of ways*
Aloni: *AHEM* And so it begins ...the final stretch, the final few days' worth of hype and buildup heading into the Extreme Championship Wrestling Federation's next Pay-Per-View, and hey …by all means, I think it's simple enough to understand now as to why the man you're all looking at right now …is on his way there!!
*Aoni glances up to sadistically smirk at the entire crowd and in response, he's greeted with yet another round of decidedly negative boos*
Aloni: Hahaha, well first off …I'll continue to be the bigger man here, and turn the other cheek to ignore those boos, to push aside my noticing of your other nonsense …in general, being displayed folks. You see, I'll be doing so since I know all you rotten, good-for-nothing @$$holes are victims of two blatantly unfortunate things as of late. In fact, they're the same two things apparently plaguing my opponent for this Friday if I'm not mistaken. That'd be flat-out jealousy of The Dragon, and foremost just plain ignorance all things considered …
*Aloni again briefly stops short to shake his head in obvious disgust at those surrounding him here tonight*
Aloni: Yeah every last one of you in the building tonight heard me correctly, a moment ago. I said you're all victims of your own f*cking STUPIDITY these days, as is the moron of a man known as Desmond Edwards to be frank about it! And what makes things even worse is that this over-the-hill egomaniac continues to spread the vile disease known as stupidity, he goes right on verbally filling the ECWF world full of crap …when in reality, what he needs to be doing is preparing not mentally or verbally, but physically for what's to come for him on Friday at the Revolution Show. However, even in the midst of what otherwise was an absolutely dreadful backstage speech to have to sit through, I managed to overhear at least a few select things from Mr. Edwards that I'd like to address in more detail at this time if I may. So if you ain't already doing so Desmond, then listen up, and listen good since unlike you and so many others sadly employed for this company …I won't repeat what I'm about to say for a billion times in order to get my basic enough point made for a single time …
*Just then Aloni motions for the nearest cameraman to get completely in the ring, and after this request is fulfilled. “The Rock Hard Samoan" gets right up into the lens of the camera for the full effect of what's he about to say it would seem*
Aloni: Now Desmond, I don't know where in Giah's name you get off thinking you're every bit as big and bad as you repeatedly make yourself out to be lately. Not a bit, in reality, Desmond …all you're coming across as to me is a bitter, spiteful old bastard …who's taken one too many chair shots to the ole' cranium, and doesn't know when to quit running the proverbial "yapper" while still the least bit ahead in any way. Really Desmond, I thought last month's hideously one-sided beat-down of your @$$ would have been sufficient evidence as to why I'm STILL smarter, STILL stronger …and STILL more capable all around for an ECWF competitor, than you'll ever be. But alas, instead all it seems to have proven is that you know how to run your mouth like a pompous prick. When in the safety of your little backstage locker room from yours truly, just not when you have to face me head-on inside THIS ECWF ring like a mature adult …
*Aloni pauses, to let his words sink in. He smirks, as he looks dead into the camera, before speaking again*
Aloni: I mean, come on Desmond …you may be able to fool the idiots here tonight, into buying into your mindless drivel about me, but on the day you fool me into doing so, is the same day your future home come Friday freezes over, Hades that is if you're still competent enough to be following my "drift" at this point. Honestly Desmond, you can say whatever you'd like about how you think my past few years in wrestling have been a "failure" or a "fraud" or whatever else may pop into your thick skull in the heat of the moment, but in truth …in Reality Desmond you know that even after you pulled out that disgraceful victory over Styles to advance, I WILL go on regardless to achieve many more things that have should on to my collective legacy over the years. Desmond, you say I only use the name "legend" for gimmick purposes but as far as I'm concerned it's YOU the glorified stuntman...who may be using them for such purposes, when it comes right down to it. Particularly Desmond we differ, because while I went on to achieve my greatest dream and finally got a decent contract offer …you choked up the Tag Titles to that chump *Bleep* less than a month after you won them, and from there after …you lost THOSE titles back to the team I did so much for …in the first place. You went straight back downhill, you returned to your natural habitat of the lowly biker life. Until eventually you managed to pull the same bullshyte over in the “other company” as you did to me the first time around by using dirty tactics learned from that putrid hardcore division to get your grubby little paws back on top-notch gold …didn’t work, did it??
*Aloni pauses again, as he keeps his eyes locked on the camera*
Aloni: And now, now after making such a pitiful joke of yourself over the years …you expect to be taken seriously by me, you expect your words and accusations about ME to actually intimidate me the slightest bit after all you've done YOURSELF to show you're nothing but a crazed daredevil from the worthless, despicable Combat ranks of ECWF? Desmond, day by day now you're doing nothing but making me sicker and sicker to my stomach over the hypocritical bullshyte you're hellbent on spewing out. You're making me so sick in fact, that come this Friday …I've decided it's in the best interest of professional wrestling as a whole to exterminate what's left of your dignity forevermore, and no matter what the cost of that is …I'm certainly willing to pay it. You see Desmond, the reason I challenged you last week to the clean, strictly one on one affair for Friday is that I felt ….dare I say it, a slight bit of sympathy for you after how badly you'd already been embarrassed and disfigured at my hands as it is on the 17th of April. But Hades, even after I try to show some f*cking remorse to you by giving you the easier challenge for the broken-down body you carry around …you do nothing, but toss it straight back in my face. Pfft, you actually think you're impressing these fans, and you with your over-sized ego seem pleased to be "showing off" with this latest “No Disqualification” stipulation that's been put on the table. Yet, in something called REALITY all you're doing is digging an even deeper grave to be buried in soon enough …when I get my hands back on that scrawny little neck of yours, a neck I'll soon have a firm grip on with nothing less in mind than strangling it non-stop until you cease to breathe any longer, until those gums of yours are no longer able to flap the way they have thus far …
*Just then a maniacal grin crosses the face of Aloni in the midst of what he's saying, and his expression shift from that of a serious nature to one of sadistic satisfaction towards what he's saying here tonight*
Aloni: But nonetheless, I said that no matter the cost I'm willing to sacrifice it all in order to rid this business of you for good. So that's exactly the motto I intend to stick to all the way, when it comes to taking it to the "Xtreme" as you've so brashly chosen to call me out on. Desmond these fans all around me may not cheer me much anymore for my actions, but you can bet your @$$ they'll be cheering even if only for a moment …when they hear the two words coming out of my mouth in regards to making our match for Friday be under No DQ rules ...and those would be, “Any Time”!!
*And sure enough, the entire audience temporarily goes nuts for Aloni's acceptance of the likely final stipulation to be added on to an already epic clash between him and The Age of Fall lackie for this Friday on the next Revolution*
Aloni: Just remember though, that after I show you up and make a fool of your @$$ for the second time in a year, after I've obliterated you in your own more Xtreme environment …that it was not me but YOU who brought this on yourself. I was always the one here who wanted to do things the more professional way by settling our differences in the squared circle but you were the one who's chosen to kick things up a notch by bringing this "anything goes" set of conditions into the overall equation for Friday. So in closing for the time being, I leave you with this parting message that even if nothing else will hopefully sink into your head to a certain degree ...Desmond, the truth that I always have been and always will be the better man among us no matter what the circumstances are. It's out there and Friday at ECWF's latest celebration of its new show …there indeed won't be much to celebrate once I've introduced you to the truth up close, and personal for the final time. Furthermore, after I've extinguished what's left of your tragically useless career …even if it's the last thing I do, I'll make sure you learn firsthand JUST how much that same truth, can hurt for an overconfident asswipe like you who's in over their head.
*Thereafter Aloni tosses aside the mic, as "Warrior's Song {Hardcore}" by Warrior Project starts back up on the PA he rolls out of the ring with a determined, fiercely focused, and intense look like never before smeared directly across his face. As Aloni finishes exiting up the ramp and finally disappears through the curtain, we experience a fade to black*