Post by jabbott on Apr 13, 2006 12:49:58 GMT -5
A dimly lit room, resembling some form of a boiler room, is shown, a dark figure occupying it’s center, the only life in the room, if that. His short, blonde, shaggy hair compliments his black tee-shirt and jeans. The shirt reads “Disciple” across the front, almost gothic in it’s nature. Jonathon Abbott stands straight up, his feet firmly planted into the ground. His heavy breathing makes it seem as I he were recently involved in some form of a brawl, but the room is otherwise empty. He steps closer to the camera, a fiery look in his eye, supporting the theory he was recently fighting.
Jonathon Abbott: ”Raise high monolithic statues, so fragile as they fall. . . what perfect words for my first opponent in this company. Batista, you are a monster, a statue, and you’ve risen to the top of this business. Now I am going to be the gravity that makes you fall. Never fear, however, the fall will be a hard one, your destruction eminent. I am going to make sure that you can’t walk, crawl, push, pull, or slide yourself out of the arena in any way.”
Abbott steps backwards, turning around. The camera follows him into a service elevator, where each stand. A stormy night and a dark elevator never seem to mix well. The elevator shoots up, much faster than any other elevator usually does, almost as if a ride on an amusement park. It stops suddenly, sending the camera flying. The statuesque Jonathon Abbott hasn’t moved, the weightless feeling stopped by an upwards crash not affecting him in the least. The cameraman fumbles with the camera as he and Jonathon step outside onto the roof, rain, thunder, and wind setting a brutal scene.
Jonathon Abbott: ”Batista, you’re the number one contender for the World Heavyweight Title. You’ve been given the name “Animal.” I seen you fight before. To me, it seems like it’s all talk. Batista, your arrogance will suit you well! You think you’re the biggest and baddest in the ring, but this time, I’m taking you out, forever unknown! Look up to the sky after our match, and you’ll watch your hopes of being crowned World Heavyweight Champion burn!”
At this, a single paper airplane floats through the sky, hovering above the arena. It flies over the service elevator, an amazing task for what should be a wet paper airplane. Above the elevator, a bolt of lightning comes down and destroys it, causing it to burn, and sending electricity into the service elevator. Completely aware of the whole situation, Jonathon Abbott steps inside, followed shortly by the cameraman, who is trembling, causing the picture to shake. He begins wiping off the wet lens, when suddenly, the elevator begins to freefall. Abbott doesn’t look worried, however, the cameraman is much more tremulous. Upon smacking into the ground, the cameraman again falls, while Jonathon is unaffected by the shock. The door opens and he steps out into the basement, filled with heaters, air conditioners, and many other maintenance related items.
Jonathon Abbott: ”I think you underestimate me. I’m just a beginner, right? You could only wish for so easy a match. I will, in the end, burn you into nothingness. Batista, you’re nothing more than a cleverly folded piece of paper, and I am thunder. I’ll dancing in a rain of your descending ash, Batista. It’s time for me to watch you fall. Batista, you will know when your time is near. In the silence of time, my midnight eyes will be the end of you. Batista, at the end of our match, I’ll look up to the sky to see your paper wings, and watch them burn!
A bright flash, seemingly of lightning, appears, and when all is settled, Jonathon Abbott has disappeared like a magician. In the dimply lit basement, a new light has been turned on, directly in front of the cameraman. On the ground lays Batista, obviously beaten and in pain. A burnt paper airplane rests on his chest, and the cameraman runs for help. He turns around, directly where the service elevator should’ve been, however, there is nothing but a wall. Upon this, the camera is dropped, and as a result, turns to static. Jonathon Abbott has lead the man on the elevator twice, only to make it disappear.