FINISH THE FIGHT
The buzz of night two of UltraViolence is palpable as the camera catches up to one of the competitors in the Stretcher/Submission match. Eddie Cross, the upstart gamer, opens the door to his dressing room carrying the wooden case with Samoan engravings only to see a familiar face standing in front of him.
El Temblor: Hola, Señor Eddie.
The aging luchador looks well appointed tonight, wearing his finest baby blue mask and a staff uniform for The Asylum. As Eddie closes the door, the camera follows behind.
Eddie Cross: Hey El T, what’s up?
The Luchador steps forward and sizes up the much taller Eddie.
El Temblor: I have a message from Señor Timo. He tells El Temblor to say “this is your fight Eddie, and that torch isn’t for you.”
Eddie looks down for a moment at the box in his hand and then back to Temblor. He sighs and hands the intricately carved wooden box to the old Rudo.
El Temblor: He also tells me to give you this…
El T turns and picks up a medium sized rectangular box.
El Temblor: and to tell you “This is you.”
Eddie looks at the box a little bewildered and takes it from the old man. He opens the flaps and his eyes widen as he realizes what is inside. The young man looks up, unable to find the words, and the Luchador smiles.
El Temblor: Good luck, Señor Eddie. Everything is now ready. Your Amigo friends have helped with lights and music. It is time to be own man.
Eddie, overcome with emotions, puts the box down and hugs El Temblor. After a moment, the Rudo claps the young man on the back and pulls away.
El Temblor: Go get that treacherous son of a bitch!
The fans react as Eddie looks up hearing the entirety of Soldier Field come to life. The buzz turns to a fevered pitch and the camera pans to the ring as a high pitched beeping precedes a brightly adorned ambulance with full flashing lights backing its way to the top of the ramp.
Nick Stuart: We are moments away from what once described as “A Hatred that is Hardcore!” Sixteen years have passed since that fateful night. Will history repeat itself? Will Dave Gibson even the score?
Richard Parker: We won’t have to wait long! The ambulance is in place and I think the first competitor is about ready to come out!
We then cut back to ringside.