As Below So Above and Beyond


	Death of Mankind 2K7 presents: Alternative >[2 - The First Verse]< ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Shot of Caine sitting against a black backdrop after his run. There is a huge television in the corner of the large black room. WHOA HEY? That Sean guy had something to say pretty quick... Wow. Guess he's pretty freaking lucky there was a random camera guy in the arena on a Thursday huh. Let's see what he has to say James turns up the television set and listens to about three seconds of Sean chomping away at the tit of stupidity before... Blah blah blah, Trash my name, Say you're something I've never seen in a wrestling ring Agility doesn't compare, because I smoke menthol??? Beg for Mercy Mumbo Jumbo... Lights a Marlboro Menthol and tastes it minty freshness, mixing with the toxicity within. Wait... how the fuck does the brand of cigarette I smoke have any fucking thing to do with my agility? I'm at a loss on that one. Might get me winded a bit quicker, doesn't mean I'm going to die in that fucking ring. Well actually I do plan on it someday, but Vice Night just isn't going to be that night. More Blah Blah Blah....Oooh look Nascar's on. James has been surfing the cable menu on his television and found Nascar Now on ESPN2. "So in other news today Jeff Gordon has officilally stated that he is NOT gay, just bisexually experimental. What a shocker eh Jim." "Well Dave it's completely a shock, I never in a million years would've even considered him gay." James has began laughing hysterically Oh God I knew it! That stupid fucker's gay! Oh I so called that one years ago. ~Sigh~ Anyways... Oh shit, Camera thing... Right. Let's see here... What all have you been saying Sean? James flips the P.I.P. with Nascar and listens for another three seconds of Seans moronic monalogue before... BLAH BLAH BLAH... God damn man. Do you eve hear yourself talk? "I Will make your life a living hell!" Oh like that hasn't been Said before. Like that hasn't been done before. And like I'm not still here listening to pathetic undercarders like you try and tell me you're better than me. Bring a pooper Scooper? What the hell kind of insult is that? That's like saying son, I hope you brought your litterbox cuz I'm gonna beat the shit out of your pussy ass. Wow. No one will be able to stop you? Let me ask you something Smith. Are you a God fearing man? If you're not... Well that's fine. But Sunday Night... I'm going to give you reason to fear his creations Or more specifically me. Doubt it Sean, Push my buttons. I will do everything I say I will, because Like I said before. I like to repeat my self, because it's a proven fact that stupid people learn more if you continuously repeat things to them. I am not that damn good, I am that much better, because I... Am that....Far....Gone. And if you don't know by now, than you're slipping... So now that you realize you're just slipping up... There will be no exscuses for when you're dazed, and confused, Staring up at the lights, Make no Mistake in knowing That the name declared victorious... Was Mine. ~'Psychosis'..... James...... Caine Static ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Four hours later Thud Thud Thud Thud Thud Thud "OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR!"boomed the deep voice from the otherside. "Nyah, hum,...huh...." I stammered awaking from my sleep, as the small mountain of half eaten Girl Scout cookie boxes fall from my chest. Crumbs scatter everywhere. Thud Thud Thud "YOU GOT THREE SECONDS FOR I BREAK THIS BITCH IN A BEAT YOUR PANSY FAGGOT PRETTY BOY ASS BOY!"came the deep voice a second time as I staggered my weary self to the door, rubbing the lseep from my eyes. I opend the door to see a hulking mamoth of a man, six feet tall, four feet wide, and about a tractor tire around his middle."What the fuck do you want?" "YOU STOLE MY LITTLE GIRL'S COOKIES! YOU OWE HER AN APOLOGY AND SOME MONEY! YOU CAN EITHER PAY~" I interrupt the man with his own gravitational pull by cocking him square in the jaw. "No need to fucking yell asstrumpet, I'm right god damn here." I say as he starts to stand back up wiping a small dripping of blood from the corner of his mouth. "What do I owe you?" I ask as he is about to swing on me. He halts in his tracks, stunned, before answering me, "$250.00" I pull out my wallet, and count five $100 bills, paying the man double what the cookies were worth. "And I wanna see another wagon on my dorrstep when I get back from Californ~ Oh shit" I pull a u-turn at the end of my sentence and realize I was supposed to be on my jet thirty minutes ago. "Look I'd love to stay and chat, there's our money, now get the fuck outta my way." I say to him as I push my way past him, and lock my door. "Hey, Bu..." The large, stupid man begins, as I jump into my t-topped Pontiac, and peel out of the driveway. "Okay..." The fat man says seeming somewhat dejected. Static ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I stood there... watching the carnage unfold and it did indeed remind me of long forgotten pasts. XWA, AWA, MCW, WWWWF and our version of the n.W.o. the the Anarchy Machine....Ah the Anarchy Machine...of all the movments, and rebelious fation it was probably my favorite. We fucked up EVERYTHING. you name it we probably did it. We owned the WWWWF, later the AWA when we reformed. I smiled as the show ended and we moved to the hummer, I leaned forward to talk to ArJay and Excitor from the backseat. "Good show, but I still say I should've come in at the end with my speech." "You coulda Dawg...why didn't you?" ArJay answers. "Because you had me wear this goofy ass uniform and come in earlier..." At this the Excitor chimes in. "I say it went fine without you" "It woulda been a tad better If I didn't have to squint past the glare to see who was doing what though." I say with a chuckle. "Yea, sure, crack jokes at the bald guy." "So what's this with Sean Smith now?" ArJay asks as we continue down the road. "He wanted someone to fight, so I asked Bill to book me on him in a dark match. He's just a nobody, someone I can basically job out to. Kinda like a warm up." "You sure you can handle him?" come Excitor's dry wit. "Please, the guy is like a Teeny tiny minature spermy sized clone of a Guy I knew in OWF named Trent Steel. Trent and I gave ecah other everything we had, but in the end I just kinda assed out from blood loss. The truth is I botched a simple blade job, and lost too much of my own blood, and passed out. Of course we played it off as a nromal blood loss, and pass out to cover it. Sean? Well like I said he doesn't even measure up to Trent's toenail, so I'm POSITIVE, there's not going to be any problems." I say as I sit back and smile. "Yea well you better not lose, you're fighting for XWA now." ArJay reassures me. "I know I know, but come on. Trent's nickname was the Sadistic ONE, not just plain old sadistic. Sadistic ONE, and he lived up to that nickname too. He was the sickest, nastiest son of a bitch I'd ever seen outside of a mirror. He was as he was known, the Sadistic one." Excitor turned the hummer down a street and added his two cents, "I say he should change his mane to "Sadist", but that's just me. "I was thinking more along the lines of stupid, but that works too I guess." "I'll say this one James, the bull ain't do a scrap of homework on you, else you wouldn't be calling him stupid, feel me? He talks all this shit about how you're riding our coattails to stardom and shit dawg, but in reality you ain't gotta ride shit. I heard bout that convo you an Bill had at the official contract signing. You were guarenteed, a spot on the WWN roster, with not even a hinting at the MWF. This guy only got on the Vice Night card because of you homie." Arjay says to me. "Trust me ArJ, I already knew that the moment I heard it fly out his mouth. Hes just trying to be a good shit talker and spin words into my mouth, based off of how he sees my actions." "What the fuck did he just say Arjay?" Excitor says from the driver's seat. "I'm not really too sure, but is sounded tight." "Let me break it down for ya then ArJ. He's just spitting lies like I be swattin flies off my wall. Killin time waitin for the pay per view, where I'll be killin Sean Who? I'm a number one name that can spit number one game, when I start spillin lines while you feelin my rhymes. I know this shit's hot right here, on the spot right here, I make women's eyes tear, but I ain't got no fear, and that's my stop Yo ArJ..." ".......ye...yea....?" "If you see that fool Sean, tell him....to raise the fuck up outta here. Cuz ain't nobody touch my shit when I spit, Oh yea....DIG IT." Obviously Excitor couldn't help but comment, "What in the boring ass blue mousketeer dumbo fuck was that?" "Shit, bull gots some flow dawg. Damn. Where you learna do that?" "Like I said... I been around eleven long ass years... you think I ain't seen all them lame ass attempts wrestlers try to use where they be rappin and shit? Hell Yes, I have. I've also seen the whole, I'm a twisted fucker who loves violence and blood, and am a cold blooded killer type RARGH! I'LL FUCKIN KILL YOU! types too. To quote a DMX lyric..." "Cuz I done done it all Been where ya at Been where ya goin Then brought it back I tried to tell ya bout it But you wouldn't listen " "Now I'mma take it to tha hood cuz tha hood'll listen.....Good song." ArJay says. "Yup yup, But alright y'all, stay up, and I'mma be in touch. Later Daze, and Better Lays." "That motha fucka's crazy ain't he." ArJay says to Ex after I leave the Hummer and enter my Blood red Porsche 911. "Yea he is, but crazy is good... and I think he may be on to something with that Better Lays shit....their chips have gone down hill." Excitor responds. "Dogg....I don't think he was referring to the potatoes...." ArJay says with a laugh. "Oh then I'm all good on the Lays." Excitor answers turning his attention to the road. ArJay can hardly contain his next statement. "Yea.....you gotta girlfriend....." And with that he bursts into laughter as Excitor just drives angrily ahead. "One day that's not gonna be funny anymore." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------