A darkened room. A single man: "The Lion" Anton Assault. He looks extremely menacing the way the light hits him like this. His face is dedicated to snarling.
The background music?
"Red War" by Probot, featuring none other than Sepultura's Max Cavalera. It's heavy. Driving.
Violent.
Perfect.
The camera cuts to a mug shot of Anton Assault.
ANTON V/O: They told me I will fight for Atlantic Wrestling Club. They said I will fight Jaco Patterson. I will not fight Jaco Patterson.
Cut to shot of Anton throwing a punch and knee lift to the air.
ANTON V/O: I destroy Jaco Patterson.
"REEEED WAAARR WILL FAAAAALL OOOOON MY ENEMIIIEEEEESSS!
BAAAABYYYYLON'S FUUUUUULL OF HYYYYPOCRISSSSYYYYYYYY!
YOOOOUUU FEEL THE HAAAAATE IS FOR REEAAAAAALLLL!
'CAUSE REEEED WAAAAARR WILL FAAAAALL OOOOON MY ENEMIIIEEEESSS!"
Cut to shot of Anton throwing a roundhouse kick.
"RED WAAAAAAAAARRRR!
RED WAAAAAAAAARRRR!"
Shot of half of Anton's face. Murderous snarl. Anton will take no prisoners.
"RED WAAAAAAAAARRRR!
RED WAAAAAAAAARRRR!"
The camera goes to a shot of Anton's upper body as he sits down.
ANTON ASSAULT: I have been champion, both in MMA and in wrestling. I defend titles. I am good. I am good at beating people. If Patterson knows good thing for him, he does not step into the ring. If he does, well, he should learn one thing.
"WATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACK-UNH!
WATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACK-UNH!
WATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACK-UNH!
WATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABAAAAAACK!"
Cut to a shot of Anton decimating a heavy bag with elbow and knee strikes.
"RED WAAAAAAAAARRRR!
RED WAAAAAAAAARRRR!"
Anton sitting again.
ANTON ASSAULT: It very simple. We walk in. We fight. I win. That is how it goes. He has… how do you say… absolutely no chance.
"The sign of the cross, I carry to war."
Anton is shown blasting the heavy bag with fiercer strikes. He spins, ramming his heel into the heavy bag—and through the fabric. Sand spills out around his foot as he yanks it free.
"The Khyber Pass where no one rests."
Anton spins, slamming his fists into the ruined bag and ripping it even more. He's snapped, it looks like.
"Hold my head up, the Judah lion."
He continues to rip the bag to shreds with his fists.
"Twelve tribes in the mountains of Zion."
He grabs the bag and tears it off the chain, slinging it aside.
"Babylon fall and red war will come."
Anton stands over the heavy bag, chest heaving.
ANTON V/O: If Jaco Patterson walk out of arena alive, I will be surprised.
"Babylon ffaaaAAAAAAAAALLLLLL!"
ANTON V/O: But deep in my heart…
"RED WAAAAAAAAARRRR!
RED WAAAAAAAAARRRR!"
Anton turns to glare at the camera. His teeth are bared. His fists are clenched.
You've never seen a more imposing figure in your life.
ANTON V/O: I know he will not.
"WATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACK-UNH!
WATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACK-UNH!
WATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACK-UNH!
WATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABAAAAAACK!"
Shot of Anton from the side, balling his fists in a shoot stance.
ANTON V/O: It is over right now.
"WATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACK-UNH!
WATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACK-UNH!
WATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACK-UNH!
WATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABACKWATCHYABAAAAAACK!"
Shot of Anton throwing rapid roundhouse kicks, followed by a series of knee lifts.
ANTON V/O: We already know who the winner will be.
"REEEED WAAARR WILL FAAAAALL OOOOON MY ENEMIIIEEEEESSS!
REEEED WAAARR WILL FAAAAALL OOOOON MY ENEMIIIEEEEESSS!"
Anton throws a series of rapid palm strikes. He's ready.
ANTON V/O: But if he does show up to the ring.
"REEEED WAAARR WILL FAAAAALL OOOOON MY ENEMIIIEEEEESSS!
REEEED WAAARR WILL FAAAAALL OOOOON MY ENEMIIIEEEEESSS!"
The song dies down into nothing.
The camera cuts back to the sitting shot of Anton.
There's a long pause.
And then.
ANTON ASSAULT: I will just have to kill him.
Anton shrugs.
Camera cut out.
