Well now that was a shock from hell, I mean, Dean won. He beat Walsh inside the Cell. Have I been wrong about him? Wait, that was just a fluke, Walsh must have had a cold or something. I refuse to believe that Walsh lost to Dean.

Why is that so hard to believe?

Because its fucking Erik Dean. How much suckage has to be in you to lose to that man. Ok enough about talking about how much Walsh sucks. We move onto a new match. A new chapter, the Lethal Lottery, the first time that Dean will be in this damn thing, after I think 3 tries, he made it. And he lucks out; he gets a crazy son of a bitch as his partner, and two bastards who suck more then Walsh.

Hey I like Virus and Creed, There cool.

Did some one ask you? No, so shut it. All right, so we got Prophet as a partner, so that means that even if Dean screws up, they go onto the second round. Isn’t it great to have some one like Prophet helping Dean out?

Yea but I feel bad for Virus and Creed

Who gives a fuck what you think. And why should we care, we shouldn’t, Prophet will be doing both of them a favor by taking them our of the tournament so they wont have to go on and face the big boys

You know Dean will be fighting too.

Like any one cares if Dean will be fighting, the people will be paying to see people like Walsh, Lane, Prophet, Dave Steel, Xavier, Radiant, not Dean.

Whatever

Ugh. Lets get on with this blasted thing.

We find ourselves in a parking garage, location unknown. How we got here is also unknown. Its dark and gloomy, some of the lights aren’t working, and for some reason there is a cold wind that sweeps through the area. Little to no cars are parked. Only three can be seen, a black Hummer, a purple skyline, and a lime green Toyota MR-S. It looks like the garage has 4 floors, looks like we are on the 3rd floor.

We look around and still see no one, we travel up the stair well and to the top, we look to the left and see nothing, then the trees begin to move as bats fly out from the tree and move into the night sky, we then turn around and go to the right and go down a little ways, as we go down, something comes into our sight.

Looks like a human, he seems to be sitting on the curve of the garage looking down, we get closer, and it’s a man, who has on a long black trench coat, he has short hair. And has on black jeans and a black t-shirt under the trench coat. The man, is Erik Dean.

Dean then sighs as he looks down, from up here he can see a lot, even though its only 4 floors, its on top of a hill, the height lets you see almost all of this town. Dean doesn’t turn around; he knows the camera is behind him. But still he looks away into the world. Just looking around as another cold wind hits through their area.

It doesn’t faze dean though, he just sits there, clam and still, but then he looks up into the night sky. And begins to let out his thoughts.

Erik Dean: I sit here all alone, ready to fight, because for as long as I can remember, I have always been alone. With not one to back me up, even if there were some one to back me up, I still felt as if I was alone, and that’s the way it should be for now.

The trick to this lottery is that, the fate’s laugh down at us when we pull those names from the hat. Who would have ever thought we would see Walsh and Lane on the same team.

Yea that is Funny.

Also most of the superstars are almost like me, they don’t like to rely on some one to bail them out of a match, having to rely on some one to win. Which is why SFT’s tag division sucks. In SFT there is no such thing as teamwork, every one is only out for them selves, and every one is good at lying. Soon every thing will break down, Deadpac will die, the Immortals will die. SC won’t last very long, because every one has an ego, and soon it will bring them all down, which I why I work alone.

You know you can be smart when you want to be.

The only reason, like many, I am here to gain something, and to prove to every one that I am not the screw up that used to walks the halls three years ago. I have aged, and with that I am wiser, stronger, faster, and more skilled. Most of you can’t even match up to me any more. I am in my own class, a class that can’t be touched. I am Immortal, no one can touch me, and no one can match me.

I see an Ego.

Right now I am the one who sits in the shadows and watches the world go by, waiting for my time to come back, after stepping in the ring with Walsh, and beating him, it has shown me that I have stood back long enough, I now have the power, and strength to take over every who every thought badly of me. I am ready to take back my title.

People have always stood in my way, tried to stop me from moving onto something better, but I have shown time and time again, that I am the better man, that I can break through there walls, and move onto something better, in fact I already have.

Most of you new rookies do fear me, you see a man with true power and stay away, but the ones who remember me for who I was, still laugh and look down at me, which is why I must teach them something, and destroy them all in the lottery.

And I start first with Virus and Al Creed, why even bother with Creed, I wont even lift a finger and he will fall. It’s Virus that I am more concerned about, because he shows strength to stop me, but he will fail just like all the others.

Are we sure this is Dean?

Virus set every thing aside and only leave this match to think about, for that is the only way you could every beat Prophet and me. Right now I feel that there is to much going on for you to really concentrate on our match, not like you can rely on your partner to help you out, your alone in this match with really no one to bail you out, just like me. But I want to fight you are your best, because other wise your not worth my time.

Stop what you’re doing, stop what your thinking about, step in the ring, and let it all out. And face me at your best, don’t run away, don’t back down. Step up to the plate and show me what you got. This will be the only time you will ever step in the ring with me.

So what your saying is that he should feel honored?

You should feel honored that I would want to even fight you, because see your worthless partner, even at his best, isn’t worth my time. Al Creed is a worthless human who just takes up space. Hopefully after I beat him down, he will leave and do us all a favor.

But you Virus, hopefully after our match, and after I beat you, you will learn something, and feel great that you did lose. And become stronger. I really have nothing more to say tonight. So I guess I will see you all at Titans….

What the hell happened to him?

Fade out-