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Post by immortal on Nov 17, 2005 18:06:32 GMT -5
The Immortal is lifting weights in the training room...preparing for the upcoming match...
::Immortal:: I will win...I have to win...I can not lose...I won't...
The Excorcist walks in and sits down beside The Immortal...
::Excorcist:: Hey...are you ready to fight?
::Immortal:: Oh, I am more than ready to fight...I am ready to prove to the rest of the world that I matter...That The Immortal is more than a heel...I will win...that is all there is to it...and I can do it alone...
::Excorcist:: You don't mean...
::Immortal:: Excorcist...I want you to stay behind...I can win my debut match on my own...It's not that I don't need your help...
The Immortal looks in the eyes of The Excorcist...tears in his eyes...
::Immortal:: I don't want your help...
::Excorcist:: I understand...I'll be waiting in the winner's circle!
The Excorcist leaves The Immortal alone who is staring at his shoes...
::Immortal:: Well...this is it...time to go gain some respect...I'll meet you there, Excorcist...I'll meet you there...
The lights fade to black...
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