Nickolas Kennedy Arsen (FIRED)

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August 12th 2009
Adrenaline Rush
vs Steel

*We are taken to the introduction video of Nickolas Kennedy Arsen from CWA Redemption. After the video is done airing, the scene fades to black, only to come back to reception with Michelle Kelly in center view. Michelle is showing a very enthusiastic facial expression. She has a microphone in hand ready to interview her next guest.*

Michelle Kelly
“Ladies and gentlemen, I have a very special guest to my right. He is a former World Heavyweight Champion, no stranger to professional wrestling or wrestling stables, and he recently announced at CWA Redemption in Moscow this past Sunday that he signed to the company. Give a warm welcome to the Agent of Change! Here he is, Nickolas Kennedy Arsen!”

*Nickolas Kennedy Arsen comes into view. The camera then zooms back to get Arsen and Michelle Kelly into the same shot. Arsen is posed in what can be described as an heroic, confident posture. He looks at Michelle with a grin.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“See, that wasn’t so bad. That actually sounded perfect. It is almost sounded like it came from my very own brain.”

*The enthusiastic face that Michelle is demonstrating turns into an angry smirk.*

Michelle Kelly
“You told me to say that before we came on the air, you moron. Now, can we get to the issue at hand?”

*Nickolas starts chuckling a bit.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Hold on there, you fiesty hell cat! Let’s back track just a tad bit. Did you say issues? What issue should I be aware of?”

*Michelle starts getting fed up with Arsen and his antics. *

Michelle Kelly
“Well, how about the fact that you have a match tonight on Adrenaline Rush? You will be making your CWA debut against the man know as Steel. Do you think you should put a hold on praising your self-established compliments, and focus on, as I stated before, the issue at hand?”

*Nickolas chuckles once again at the points brought up by Michelle Kelly. He slaps his hand against his face and wipes the grin along with removing his hand.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Maybe if you weren’t quick to attack me, sugar, you would realize you are interviewing someone who has gone to hell and back in this industry called professional wrestling. I have won titles in the most dramatic situations, as well as losing them in the same fashion. I have created friendships, as well as destroying them. I’ve seen careers rise, and I have seen careers fall. It is safe to say that because I am here in this flesh, wrestling for this great upcoming promotion called CWA, that I’m a fighter. It is safe to say that I am coming out strong in any issue thrown in my way. This is why I laugh at the statement of ‘issues’ being in my way.”

*At this point, the camera focuses on Arsen.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“My opponent tonight is Steel. As far as I’m concerned, he has no accolades, no experience, and no reason to be wrestling professional. Steel is no issue, Michelle. Steel is someone who thinks wrestling is all about antics and showing off. It shows how unsuccessful he is as a wrestler. Steel, wrestling is not about being arrogant and cocky. It’s about having the ability to go out there and put on the match of your life. It is about making your name heard through the wrestling world in every aspect possible. You don’t go out there, expecting to say brash comments, just so you can get a paycheck afterwards and spend it on useless possessions. You back up your words, Steel. You prove that you can live by your words, instead of dying by them.”

*The camera zooms out to Kelly and Arsen once more.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Steel, you are looking at the man who is willing to do everything aforementioned. Like I said, I’ve gone to hell and back. Believe me pal, I’ve seen demons with more love and passions for the sport than you have. You are the reason I continue wrestling. I wrestle to get rid of the scum of professional wrestling. With a name like Steel and a record of your caliber, you are no Superman. Get ready to dodge this bullet.”

*Arsen’s serious mood turns directly to Michelle Kelly.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Now, does it sound like I have an issue? If anyone, it is going to be Steel with the issue. Eventually, it will be the World Champion with the issue. They have to deal with me, The Agent of Change. The Absolute, known by others. When you wrestle me, the same result is produced each time: you have to sing………..for Absolution! Good day, sweetie.”

*Arsen walks away, prepared for his match up. Michelle Kelly seems to be shocked, as well as offended.*

Michelle Kelly
“Well, that was Nickolas with some brash, yet, un called for, revelations. By the way, nice catchphrase, loser. He will debut later tonight.”

*Michelle starts walking away from the interview set shaking her head as the scene fades to black.*

Wednesday, August 26th, 2009
Adrenaline Rush
w/ Rich Stone and Jack Adams vs. The Brotherhood

Originally Posted by Nicky Talent ©

*We come back from commercial break and are immediately joined by Harvey Buckworth and Jim Taylor.*

Harvey Buckworth
“Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen! Thank you for tuning in to CWA Adrenaline Rush this evening. We are live from Atlanta, Georgia. This is a beautiful, antique city in the South where some of the best sports teams play and some of the finest things in life have originated.”

*Jim Taylor shuffles in front of Harvey with excitement.*

Jim Taylor
“Not to mention, all the peaches we can eat!”

*Jim Taylor spins his chair around, turning his back to the camera. He kneels over to retrieve something. Harvey looks confused. With strain and struggle, Jim Taylor turns back around to reveal a big basket of Georgia peaches. He looks over them with a big smile on his face.*

Jim Taylor
“You see this? This is amazing!”

*Harvey starts laughing.*

Harvey Buckworth
“I’ve never seen you this happy, partner! Where did you get all of those?”

*Jim picks one of the peaches up and rubs some of the excess chemicals off on his sports coat.*

Jim Taylor
“What can I say? I’m a lighthearted man when it comes to peaches. A bunch of people just left this backstage! Do you want one?”

*Harvey grins while Jim insists on Harvey taking one. Jim picks up a peach from the basket and waves it in front of his broadcasting partner’s face. Harvey gently pushes aside the offer Jim places in front of him and looks straight in to the camera, shaking his head.*

Harvey Buckworth.
“I don’t know what has got into him. Maybe those peaches are changing him into a compassionate human being. However, I know what has gotten into our fans here in the audience as well as the fans at home. They are all excited over our main event for the evening. It is quite an interesting and unique one, as a matter of fact.”

*A graphic takes over the screen, showing The Brotherhood, consisted of Matt Jones, CWA X-Fly Champion Joey Nicholas, and The CWA World Champion Ultimate Pain on one side of the screen. On the other side of the screen, we are shown moving pictures of Dr. Jack Adams, Rich Stone, and Nickolas Kennedy Arsen. It builds up the six-man tag that will be the main event for this edition of Adrenaline Rush. We are sent back to Harvey, all ready to tell us about the competitors.*

Harvey Buckworth
“This six man tag has three stories to tell. The first one comes from the Brotherhood, who has nothing left to prove, apparently. They’ve taken out everyone, they hold every title, and as of right now, we have no contender for the World Heavyweight Championship that the leader of the Brotherhood, The Ultimate Pain, hold proudly, yet dastardly. These Brotherhood members have the task of taking on three possible contenders for Pain’s title, in which these competitors make up our other two stories. Jim, would you like to take this one?”

*Jim has a peach lodged in his mouth while holding one in each hand. He has an expression of glee on his face. When he notices the attention drawn towards him, he spits the peach from his mouth. Harvey shuffles away in disgust.*

Jim Taylor
“What was that? I was not listening. I was occupied with some important business.”

*Jim focuses on one of the peaches in his hand and takes a huge chunk out of it. He continues to go into it like an animal. The focus is back on Harvey*

Harvey Buckworth
“Let’s get back to the issue at hand while my broadcast partner kills himself with peaches. The second story comes between Rich Stone and Jack Adams. This past week, these two men have both made it clear that they want to take the gold off of the Brotherhood. The problem is that they ran into each other in the process, and now, the two are bound to take each other down before taking out the Brotherhood. They make up two warriors out of three that will take on the Brotherhood. Hopefully they can co-exist with each other and put their differences aside. They have to co-exist with their third partner, who presents us with our third story of the night. Nickolas Kennedy Arsen rounds out this dream team of potential world champions. Arsen made it clear that he does not want to waist anytime in CWA. He took out Steel in a devastating fashion, and did a shoot interview that seemed to do nothing but bury the Brotherhood. He’s going to be in his first Adrenaline Rush main event in only his second show.”

*The camera zooms out to get both of our announcers in one shot. Harvey continues taking while Jim continues eating peaches. However, we notice Taylor hesitate a bit, only to begin coughing quickly afterwards. He then begins to hold onto his neck, dropping a half eaten peach with the pit missing. He begins coughing and struggling heavily. Harvey has not noticed yet that he is choking.*

Harvey Buckworth
“Nickolas Arsen has realized with more elaboration the situation at hand. He has a chance to skyrocket to a championship match against The Ultimate Pain. He also knows that he has to get along with someone he’s had scuffles with in the locker room. That man is Rich Stone. How does a man like Arsen prepare for something as big as this? Well, this past week, Arsen did what he does best. Arsen channeled this situation into a metaphor. He channeled this situation into something he can relate to. Nickolas Kennedy Arsen took a trip to a comic book store.”

*Jim begins to tug on Harvey’s suit sleeve. Harvey notices his broadcast partner choking on a peach pit. He quickly gets up from his chair. The camera cuts from this scene before it fully develops into a big debacle.*

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Thursday, August 20th, 2009

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*The camera cuts the feed to a previously recorded video tape. We are shown the inside of The Dragon’s Horde, a comic book store in Atlanta, Georgia. It’s a slow day in the store, with only one customer lurking around. The cashier is shown at the counter playing with Star Wars action figures. He’s an overweight gentleman, with red hair, a couple of zits on his face, and a white shirt with sweat stains on it. He fits the stereotype of every nerd, minus the glasses.*

Store Clerk
“Boom! Crash! The Millennium Falcon cannot take anymore! We need to land somewhere, and fast!”

*He takes a toy model of the Millennium Falcon and crashes it into the counter. He takes toy replicas of Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, and Obi-Wan, and re-enacts the landing on the Death Star. The Camera cuts to the door. The bell rings, signaling the entrance of a customer. The store clerk struggles to put his figures away. Once he finds a place to put all of them, he regains composure. He awaits the customer to approach him. The camera cuts to the feet of the customer, who has stopped. He dons a pair of Vans. The camera quickly makes its way up the customers khaki shorts-wearing legs and waist. The camera makes its way to the customer’s body, in which the customer is wearing an Upright Citizen’s Brigade t-shirt. Finally, the customer is reveal to be none other than “The Agent of Change”, Nickolas Kennedy Arsen, with his patented Steamboat-inspired headband tied around his forehead, and a facial expression showing determination. He looks around the vacant store. He sees the overweight store clerk waving him down from a distance. Arsen smirks and walks up to the counter.*

Store Clerk
“Hi, my name is Ken. My World of Warcraft user ID is KenTheKiller. Are you here to join the tournament?”

*Arsen looks at Ken like he’s an idiot. The feeling of awkwardness takes over the room. Ken has a smile on his face that is quickly wiped away when he realizes Arsen does not want to join the tournament.*

Ken
“Okay, well, how can I help you?”

*Arsen begins to tap his fingers on the counter. He looks around the store once more, then turns his attention to Ken.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Yeah, I’ve been anticipating the release of the latest edition of The New Avengers. I heard that they actually have to conspire with Mandarin to take down a large army of villains in this issue.”

*Ken begins to sweat with excitement.*

Ken
“Yeah, I heard it was great. I’m yet to read it.”

*Nickolas shoots an anticipating glare at Ken.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Do you have it?”

*Ken shakes his head in disappointment.*

Ken
“No. You should have been here earlier. We were wiped out within one hour of the store release. I’m really sorry.”

*Nickolas slams his fist on the counter with anger. Ken tries to comfort him.*

Ken
“It’s okay. Don’t sweat over it.”

*Nickolas shakes his head and looks at Ken.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Well, I see you have, you big grease ball. This sucks. I loved the angle that this issue was going into. I really like the storyline of renegades co-existing to take down a large, corruptive stable of beings. It kind of reminds me of this situation I can relate to.”

*Ken puts folds his arms and lays them on the counter. He leans forward with anticipation to Arsen’s comparison.*

Ken
“Really? Do you write comic books?”

*Arsen also leans forward, getting in the intrigued face of Ken.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“This is not a comic book, my fat, little friend. This is a real life situation. This is a true event. This event takes place in realm of the Cliques Wrestling Alliance.”

*Ken’s jaw drops as Arsen continues to set the scene.*

Ken
“Wow. This sounds epic.”

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“This is epic. However, not everything is well in the world of CWA.”

*Ken begins to worry as he continues to sweat profusely.*

Ken
“Why is that?”

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Well, the peace and justice of the Clique Wrestling Alliance has expired due to the menacing and disgraceful takeover by a group of evil ring warriors that are hell bent on taking out any sign of rescue they see. They are nothing but cheaters. They are the scum of the Clique Wrestling Alliance with numbers advantage and despicable tactics on their side. There have been several heroes in the past that have been valiant and brave to stop the juggernaut that is The Brotherhood. There was the graceful and handsome Roberto. There was the roughneck of Ralph McCoy. There was the brash and brave Ryan Hall. These three heroes were destined to take down the Brotherhood, but each one of them failed in doing so. They were beaten down into the ground by the Brotherhood. As they stand stall, all hope was vanquished and abandoned. This week, they come to this city of Atlanta, looking to push their destruction further.”

*With each detail Arsen delivers about his real life situation, Ken becomes more intrigued, and ready to listen to more.*

Ken
“Oh no! That sounds awful! Who makes up the Brotherhood? Is Magneto in it? What about Arcade? Don’t tell me it’s Mysterio!”

*Arsen stops Ken from getting worked up.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“No. The Brotherhood is led by the most wicked individual to roam the land of the Clique Wrestling Alliance. He holds all of the power in the CWA, and treats it like a dictatorship. He is The Ultimate Pain. His name implies what he delivers to the Clique Wrestling Alliance. For months now, he has not been able to slow down or be stopped. He also has his group of villains with just as much power as he does to help him out in his road to remain on top.”

*Ken begins to gasp and breathe heavily. It gets to the point where he needs an inhaler.*

Ken
“Well, who is by his side? Who could be that horrible?”

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Well, excluding the Future and the wicked witch Alexis, the two main side kicks of The Ultimate Pain are Joey Nicholas and Matt Jones. Joey Nicholas calls himself the Real Deal. He trims the smaller, more dynamic talent of the CWA with just as much unprofessional tactics as his leader. Matt Jones is the brother of Ultimate Pain. He’s nothing but a weasel, and is a weaker member of the Brotherhood. However, he does whatever it takes to make sure his brother and the Alliance stays on top.”

*Ken looks sad. Arsen’s dreary tale takes all hope and happiness away from him.*

Ken
“Wow. Atlanta is doomed. It is a shame that no one can stop them.”

*Nickolas pokes the chest of Ken and puts excitement into his voice.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Well, don’t put all of your donuts into your month, buddy. Three men have traveled to Atlanta this week from the realm of the Clique Wrestling Alliance to put an end to The Brotherhood. You can call these men common rebels among the CWA. I’d like to call them heroes.”

*Ken begins to regain his happiness.*

Ken
“Who are they? Who will save us?”

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Well, one man in particular has traveled all across Wrestling Realms in the galaxy to prevent evil from spreading. He has vanquished some of the mightiest of foes. He has done valiant deeds those citizens around the galaxy praise. He is ‘The Agent of Change’. He is ‘The Absolute’. He is Nickolas Kennedy Arsen!”

*Ken begins to clap for joy.*

Ken
“Wow. He sounds awesome!”

*Arsen grins, hiding his metaphorical secret from Ken.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“You have no idea. He has arrived in Atlanta to put an end to the Brotherhood. He has made it clear that he wants The Ultimate Pain. He knows he can defeat the most powerful competitor in the galaxy. The Ultimate Pain, in Nickolas’ eyes, is just another villain that will fall in the hands of justice. Arsen has defeated warriors with more ability, more personality, and more honor than The Ultimate Pain. To know that a disgrace such as Pain sits on top of the Clique Wrestling Alliance is heartbreaking to Nickolas. He came into the CWA in such a short time and already made sure The Ultimate Pain is on his radar. Along side Matt Jones and Joey Nicholas, The Ultimate Pain is ready to make his first move of our valiant hero. He is going to meet Nickolas Kennedy Arsen in just a matter of days. Nickolas will be ready to face him for the first time, as well as vanquish him for the time being. Arsen will prevail. He cannot do it alone, on the other hand.”

*Ken grabs Arsen.*

Ken
“Who will help Arsen in our time of need?"

*Arsen shuffes out of Ken’s grip.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Have no fear, citizen. Arsen has been aligned with two heroes with a lot of talent and the same vision. We have the very intelligent doctor in Jack Adams to fight along side Nickolas in his time of need. Adams is just as courageous and honorable as Arsen is. He wants power off of the hands of the Brotherhood as quickly as possible. Arsen has found him to be quite a friend. On the other hand, Arsen and Adams must align themselves with a common foe. Like Mandarin with the New Avengers, Rich Stone has agreed to conspire with Arsen and Adams to take down The Brotherhood.”

*Ken claps with enjoyment from Arsen’s descriptions. Arsen looks at his watch.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Well, I got to hit the gym. Just call me if the comic comes in today.”

*Arsen writes down his number while an intrigued Ken wants to know more.*

Ken
“No problem. Thank you for brining this situation to my attention.”

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen“No problem. Nice meeting you, Ken.”

*Arsen offers a handshake that Ken accepts, grasping his sweaty palms with Arsen’s palms.*

Ken
“It was nice to meet you. I didn’t get your name!”

*Arsen turns around and walks towards the door.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Don’t mind me. I’m just here for business.”

*Arsen gets to the door. Ken blurts out something before Arsen leaves the store.*

Ken
“Wiil the heroes prevail?”

*Arsen hesitates to answer. He sighs before turning to Ken*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“I’ll do my best to make sure they sing for Absolution.”

*Arsen leaves a stunned and confused Ken to contemplate on that as the screen fades to black.*

That was the promo Roberto called "Amazing"

Adrenaline Rush
September 9th, 2009
w/ Rich Stone vs. The Brotherhood

*We are taken to a shot in Heinz Field in downtown Pittsburg, Pennsylvania. It is a windy night, and the area is dead due to the lack of Steelers football. No one is in the parking lots, and in the background, the traffic on the interstate is deprived. All of the sudden, we see a car roll up into the lot. The gates gracefully open to a 2001 green Pontiac Grand Prix. The car speeds a bit up to the front entrance of the stadium, blaring loud metal music. The car is turned off and the camera zooms to the driver side door of the Grand Prix. Nickolas Kennedy Arsen walks out of the car. He slams the door and rests upon the driver’s side door. He is wearing his signature headband, an MC5 t-shirt, and a pair of blue jeans. He looks gracefully at the stadium and lets out a sigh of relief. He notices the camera.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Look at this. Do you see this? This is Heinz Field. You may be asking yourself, ‘why is this stadium such a big deal, Nickolas’? Well, Heinz Field is the home of the reigning Super Bowl Champions, the Pittsburg Steelers. With six Super Bowl victories, the Pittsburg Steelers are the best franchise in the National Football League, and arguably the best sports team in history. They have managed to win so many championships due to many characteristics of the game as well as their team. They have had brilliant players from Terry Bradshaw and Franco Harris to Ben Rothlisberger and Jerome Bettis. Along with that came with great leadership and chemistry to form the most dominant football team in all the land.”

*The camera relocates to the passenger side of Arsen’s car to get a shot of Arsen’s head being overshadowed by Heinz Field. It is a great shot showing much contrast between the two figures. Arsen turns around, folding his arms and resting his chin on the Pontiac Grand Prix.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“I think it goes without mention that teams, like the Pittsburg Steelers, become as dominant as they are due to the trait of teamwork. You must have great chemistry and cooperation to win and be dominant. No one else can get in your way. You have your eyes on the prize. You partner has to have their eyes on the prize. Cooperation is the key.”

*Arsen walks up to the ticket booth of Heinz field. Just like the parking lot, the ticket booth and the vendors inside of the stadium are abandoned.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“The Brotherhood learned to use the trait of teamwork for the worse. They are dominant, taking out some of the most well established superstars in ways that would make some of the wrestling greatest roll over in their grave. Joey Nicholas and Ultimate Pain will not rest until each and every superstar is taken out, and they can be the dominant dynasty for the rest of CWA’s existence. I have recently stepped up to that challenge. I can take down the Brotherhood. I just can’t do it alone. I need….cooperation.”

*Arsen looks away from inside of the stadium, and turns to the camera.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“That is where Rich Stone comes in. Recently this week on CWA.com, Rich Stone was announced to be not only my tag team partner against Ultimate Pain and Joey Nicholas in this very city of Pittsburg, but in London at Meltdown, I will be taking on Rich Stone for the number one contendership to the CWA World Heavyweight Title. There is the problem I face. You are putting up two people who aren’t very fond of each other in the same ring with two guys they want to put themselves over. Rich Stone is going to be a hard man to tag with this week. Last week was a different story because I relied on Jack Adams as well. Also, I dominated every member of the Brotherhood that crossed paths with me, Pain and Joe included. I want the same chemistry and cooperation I speak of with Rich Stone. I want to see him as the man I hope to see at Meltdown. I want to see him compete.”

*Arsen goes back to his car, leaning his right arm on the car and crossing his legs. He doesn’t lose focus on the camera*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“If you were expecting some huge lecture from me using more metaphors than I already have, then you might as well go on YouTube and watch my old promos. I’m going to get down to business right now. Just like last week, I’m going to silence the Brotherhood once more, and prove further to that ‘bad ass’ Ultimate Pain that his time as the champion is coming to an end. You want to fake another injury, be my guest. I would love to help it look a little more legit; because you can keep running and producing schemes to deflect crossing paths with me, but that would only cause the beating I give you to be more painful with each time. Don’t think I forgot about you, Joey. The X-Fly competitors have nothing on me, and from what I saw last week, neither do you. You walked out on the chance to fight me and put in a much weaker Matt Jones for me to Change His Mindset. Do you see Big Ben throwing Santonio Holmes off the sidelines during the big games? No. You showed weak signs of teamwork last week. That shouldn’t come from the most dominant faction in pro wrestling. Believe me, if you show any sign of weakness this week, I will show my dominance.”

*Arsen looks down, hiding his hatred from the camera. He regains composure and looks at the camera once more.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“The same standards apply to you, Rich Stone. Just because we are going to be opponents at Meltdown doesn’t give you an excuse to hold a vendetta against me when we are partners this week on Adrenaline Rush. I do not want the slight sign of aggression against me or weakness against the Brotherhood to appear in your mind. I want cooperation Rich Stone. I remember last week you said that someone like me just walks in here and gets your opportunity for a title shot. That is because while you were staring me down, I was doing your job. If you want to prove that you can roll in the main event scene once more, and you want to try to take out the Brotherhood, then I expect chemistry between the two of us as partners. I want you to give it your all in this tag team match, and I want you to show me why you deserve to fight me at Meltdown. Just like the Steelers, yourself, “The Franchise”, and I will be the dynasty to tromp amongst the Brotherhood.”

*Arsen stands up straight and opens the door of his car. He shuffles a bit towards the seat, but doesn’t sit down.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Just like the Pittsburg Steelers, I’m looking for complete dominance. I’m done toying around with the Brotherhood, and I’m ready to get the dirt on my hands like the grass stains on pants after a football game. I will pick off The Real Deal and sack The Ultimate Pain. This victory will be complete due to the aspects of teamwork. The egomaniacal duo of Pain and Nicholas will dissolve with the chemistry between Rich Stone and I become noticed, and the teamwork commences.”

*Arsen gets into the car. He puts the key into the ignition. The loud metal music starts blasting once more. Arsen turns it down. He rolls down the window and focuses on the camera once more.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Heading into Meltdown, The Brotherhood will sing for Absolution. At Meltdown, Rich Stone, I hope you have vibrant vocal chords, because you will be singing the same tune.”

*Just like that, Arsen speeds out of the Parking Lot of Heinz Field as the shot fades to black.*

September 23rd 2009
Meltdown

The Diary of Change - #4

Date – Tuesday, September 15th 2009
Time – 8:15 PM UK Time Zone
Background – Arsen needs to clear his mind.

*We are taken to the soccer stadium of Stamford Bridge in London, England. The stands are packed with a sea of Chelsea Football Club fans all around. Chelsea is taking on FC Porto, possibly the best Portuguese sports club. It is a scoreless soccer match-up. We are forty minutes into this game with the possession in the hands of FC Porto. The crowd is cheering their home team on for the turn over. They want to see a Chelsea victory here today. All of the sudden, a camera catches CWA reporter Michelle Kelly in the section of the crowd. She is running down an aisle, panting and turning her head in every direction. It seems as if she is looking for someone, but does not have any clue where she is or how to navigate the stadium. She looks exhausted. She puts her arms in a panic state of emergency. She then turns to her right. Her face lights up like the Fourth of July. Hopefully our British readers get that. She hustles down a row that is flooded with Chelsea fans. She does her best to keep a safe distance from them. Finally she stops and looks down at a man wearing a fedora, a t-shirt of The Who, a pair of shorts, and a pair of Vans. She changes her position to show attitude.*

Michelle Kelly
“Where have you been? You were supposed to be at a press conference for Meltdown! This may be you first Pay-Per-View for the CWA, but someone like yourself should know better!”

*The man in the fedora raises his hat to make eye contact with Michelle. It is Nickolas Kennedy Arsen. He carries a facial expression of no concern. He hides his eyes with his fedora once more and focuses on the game. Michelle gets irked.*

Michelle Kelly
“Nickolas! Quit doing this! I don’t know what has made you so high and mighty around here, but you can’t just pass up on everything! We have to go!”

*Michelle keeps getting in a Chelsea fan’s way. He taps her leg.*

Male Chelsea Fan
“Excuse me, my love, but I’m trying to watch the game!”

*Michelle kindly obliges the man’s request and kneels down. She positions herself near Arsen’s legs.*

Michelle Kelly
“I’m sorry, sir.”

*Michelle focuses her attention towards Arsen, who still pays no attention to Michelle.*

Michelle Kelly
“Arsen, quit screwing around, let’s go!”

*Arsen finally makes eye contact with Michelle Kelly.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“I have a wife, so you can entice my privates all you want. Just don’t accidentally have your mouth fall onto my penis.”

*Michelle strikes anger. She stands up in rage and punches Arsen on the leg. It doesn’t seem to have an effect on Arsen, but it further upsets Michelle.*

Michelle Kelly
“I am done trying to be the cheerleader for stars like you. I’m sick of wrestlers like you who think the standards to not apply to them and take something serious such as a co-headlining match you have at Meltdown, and bury it.”

*Arsen takes off his hat. He looks at the ground and lets out a sigh of stress. He takes a look at Michelle and stands up from out of his seat. The two of them start to upset the football fans here in Stamford Bridge.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Muhammad Ali didn’t spend all of his time training in the gym. Babe Ruth, as you can see, wasn’t the most fit man in sports. I’m pretty sure the boys down on the field don’t appreciate or welcome press conferences. Some of the best and brightest in sports sometimes have to take time off away from the battlefield they call an arena, a court, or and rink. Sometimes they just need some time to clear their mind. That is what I’m hoping to accomplish. I just want some time alone and clear my head. Then I will be ready for Meltdown. Other than that, I really don’t have much to say about you, the event, and Rich Stone because I know that is why you came here. I just want to sit here, watch the best sport to ever roam Europe and hang out with my new friends!”

*Arsen raises a glass of Guinness. The Chelsea fans surrounding him shout out a grunt and raise their glass. Arsen shoots a smirk at Michelle and takes a gulp of his beer. Michelle folds her arms*

Michelle Kelly
“I’m not leaving without out. Come on.”

*The Chelsea fans surrounding Michelle and Nickolas are getting frustrated.*

Male Chelsea Fan
“Come on, you wanker! Settle your differences outside! I don’t want to miss anything.”

*Arsen shakes his head in compromising fashion.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“I agree. I don’t want to miss anything. Just hold on. I will talk to you when someone scores a goal.”

*Fourty-eight minutes into the game, Nicolas Anelka manages to get possession. He starts to charge the goal of FC Porto. He dodges a slide, jukes a bit. With some fancy footwork, Anelka manages to slide the ball pass the goalie to give Chelsea the upper hand half way into the match. Arsen grabs his hat and his beer and begins to walk down the row. He passes Michelle Kelly.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Ok, I’m going.”

*Arsen manages to get into the free aisle and walk up the stairs into the concessions area. Michelle quickly tracks him down. Both of them are moving quickly through the Chelsea fans trying to get to their seats.*

Michelle Kelly
“You know what? You are the most stubborn and confusing wrestler I have ever interviewed. I don’t even know why you are such a big deal in this company! Look at you! You have a huge match-up to receive an opportunity for the CWA World Heavyweight Title. Instead of watching tapes or attending press, you’re watching soccer and drinking beer! What is your deal?”

*Arsen spins around in anger towards Michelle. He grabs the attention of many soccer fans in attendance, as well as vendors.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“You want to know why I’m acting like this, don’t you. I am a man on a mission. Yes, I’m usually in the training room, studying tapes, and attending conferences. However, when you’re a slave to the grind, you begin to forget your purpose. As a man on a mission, you go into the ring, the arena, the stadium, what have you, and you get the job done, no matter what. I find a lot of my preparation going into the ring in my mental state. I like to have a clean slate and have a clear conscious to take on what ever challenge that gets in my way very patiently and one step at a time. You remember your purpose and you get the job done.”

*Nickolas tightly grabs Michelle’s arm and carries her off to the side of the crowded halls so he doesn’t make a bigger scene.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“You don’t understand me one bit, Michelle. I am a unique individual. I require special preferences. You coming in here and demanding an interview is not unprofessional on my part, but unprofessional on your part. So, you want to know how I’m taking Meltdown? I’ll give you your scoop.”

*Arsen puts on his fedora, takes a swig of beer, and looks at the camera.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“I came into the Clique Wrestling Alliance to do one thing, and that is to win the CWA World Championship. Along with that, I realized that I have to take down the power that the members of The Brotherhood carry with dishonor and malice. I realized I’d have to make an impact to do so, because I could just jump into a title shot. So, being a man on a mission, I’m going into this company with a clean slate, and it is somehow paid off. I took out many members of the Brotherhood in a six man tag. I have them trembling in their boots. I also have the commissioner on notice, not to mention I have the fans giving me back up.Now, on my first match on a CWA Pay-Per-View, I get to fight for a title shot at Five Star Attration. However, there has been a detour in my path. Hold my beer since you’re being useless right now.”

*Arsen forces his beer into Michelle’s hands. It catches her off guard and a bit of the beer spills onto her shirt.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Not only have I grabbed the attention of people that matter on my path to the top, I’ve gotten the attention of people who have shared my passion and goal. That main person is Rich Stone. If this was one month ago, and you asked me ‘Who is Rich Stone?’, you better not anticipate an answer because I couldn’t help you out. Now, four weeks into the future, we are the worst of enemies. It is pretty funny how quickly time flies by. Now, I somewhat admire Rich. I’ve noticed that we have a lot in common. Both of us are specially trained experts in the field of martial arts. Both of us have a wonderful marriage to beautiful women. Yes, Victoria, you’re beautiful. Finally, Rich, both of us have the same aspirations in CWA. It brings us here in London, England, my friend.”

*Arsen turns to Michelle.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“With each week, however, I have begun to discover more things about you. With each week, the hatred expands. Rich, I have heard your words. I have heard the things you have said about me. You have no clue as to why I am in the position in CWA that I am in. You are frustrated that I’m getting main event spots in my first month, and you apparently had to climb the highest of ladders to get where you are. You have done well, Rich. You’ve gotten some great things out of it. You received your first World Title shot last month at Redemption. I don’t see the title around your waste, do I? This is what leads me between the one difference between me and you. You receive opportunity after opportunity, only to come up empty handed with each chance you get. Then you want to talk about me and bury me without seeing my ability. Guess what, Rich? I’ve been in situations beyond your wildest imaginations. I was once slammed through a steel-linked cage. I was tossed off a ladder, and didn’t land in the ring. I once had to get 13 stitches on my chest. This was all in the span of a year. Each time, I walked away with the IFW World Championship. I’ve been in the spotlight. I’ve managed to succeed in the spotlight. Walk with me, Michelle.”

*Arsen grabs Michelle once again. They cut through more Chelsea fans, a bit fewer than before. Michelle does her best to not spill Arsen’s beer.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“The difference between you and me is that you are a choker, Rich Stone. I’ve seen the way you’ve handled big time matches, such as the triple threat match at Redemption and the main events we have participated in together. You start showing weakness. You let the pressure overshadow you. You crash and fall to the ground, kind of like what FC Porto is doing as I speak. I admire the fact you don’t let the anguish of defeat get to you, but you have so much fight, you try to scrape up and chance you get to get back in the main event position. You drag yourself throughout all this stress, along side with your wife. Then you make some of the most dim-witted decisions someone of your caliber should think twice about. Not to mention, you blurt out some brash remarks that end up overshadowing your performance. Then you repeat the process over and over again. You’re like shampoo. You rinse, lather, and repeat. Rich, what makes you think that Meltdown is going to be the same?”

*Arsen walks up to a program and snack booth near the exit of the stadium. He snatches his cup from Michelle, gulps the last bit of it down, and throws the cup away. He then addresses the vendor.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Can I have a pack of spearmint gum, please? I don’t want the Constables smelling my beer breath.”

*The vendor obliges and hands him a pack of gum. Then they exchange currency and the vendor hands him a receipt.*

Vendor
“You have yourself a jolly day!”

*Nickolas puts a wad into his mouth and continues towards the exit of the stadium, with Michelle quickly approaching.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Déjà vu all over again, Stone. I hope you realize that you could be experiencing the same thing you’ve experience several times. I hope you realize you face defeat in the clinch. The way you have encountered me proves that you don’t have the guts, nor the drive to face me one on one. You got on the Meltdown card because I carried you towards the Meltdown card. I encountered you, Rich Stone. I outshined you, Rich Stone. I have done all the work for you, Rich Stone. I have been dominant and had technical prowess many fear in my stint in the CWA. During my stint in the CWA, you’ve stood on the sideline and watched me at work. I don’t understand why you are getting lazy during crunch time, but it’s just proving my point. You can’t win in the spotlight.”

*Arsen and Michelle walk outside the stadium and into the parking lot. Nickolas signals salutations towards the security guards, who waive goodbye right back. They head towards Arsen’s Pontiac.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Now the fact your stupid actions have made this a No Disqualification match, I guarantee you that you will once again fade to black from the spotlight. You made this grudge, Rich Stone. You made everything going into this match-up. I’m just here to continue my mission. I just hope you know that this could be the last chance you get at a main event spot again. Picture this opportunity like a New York Strip, except when you get to the final piece; you choke on it, because you were eating it too fast.”

*Arsen gets to his car and stumbles to unlock his door. He hinges the door open and turns to Michelle.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Thank you, Rich. You have my mind filled with a mix of ambition, with a mix of anger, and a mix of confusion. Unlike you, however, I’m going to clear my head. Unlike you, I’m not going to stress myself to death. Finally, unlike you, I’m not going to choke. I’m going to walk into Meltdown with a clear mindset. I’m going to change your mindset. I’m going to walk out of Meltdown the Number One Contender. You, however, will be singing for Absolution.”

*Arsen gets into his car. He shuts the door and rolls down the window. A tried Michelle still waits by his car.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
“Thank you, Michelle. You got me worked up. Now, I’m on a mission to go site seeing. Big Ben is calling my name. Don’t follow me.”

*Arsen speeds out of the parking lot, trying to watch out for all of the Chelsea fans outside. Michelle storms off angry to her van.*

Michelle Kelly
“Damn, he is such a stubborn individual……..and he makes me so horny!”

*Michelle looks at the cameraman with the feeling that what she said was recorded.*

Michelle Kelly
“You didn’t get that, did you? Come on. GIVE ME THE CAMERA!”

*Michelle fights with the cameraman to get the tape. The camera falls out of their hands and drops to the ground, cutting to static as the shot fades away.*

Had to update my move set a bit.

November 18th 2009

*Nickolas Arsen paces back and forth in front of his locker. He is visually angry. Then, he notices the camera.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen: I am going to skip the formalities and the metaphors. Darkness, you want to try and dim my light? How dare you! Your plan to stick eight men against me and hoping I will fail will backfire at your own expense. You stuck me with the best partner I can have in Logan Five! He is the future of this industry! Together, we will take down The Mechanical Thugs, Hardcore Hell, Brown Storm, and Steel and O Neil. I will make them all sing for Absolution, like I made Guardian Devil do last week. I will show why I am the number one contender, and the Agent of Change!

*Arsen walks off.*

I have been getting a lot of Tiger Driving Finisher wins, so for the sake of it, move update with Tiger Drier finisher

Five Star Attraction

Washington, D.C
Christmas Day, 2009
9:27 P.M.

*We cut to a suburb neighborhood in mid-town Washington, D.C. The main focus is on a white and blue two story house with all the lights off, including the decoration lights off, and an empty drive way. It is a very peaceful and dim shot. All of the sudden, screeching of a tire can be heard. The shot goes to a wide out angle of the entire street. In this shot, a Pontiac Grand Prix is cruising down the street at fifty miles per hour. It cruises down to the white and blue two story house and does a highly dangerous whiplash turn into the drive way, not slowing down at all. The car is turned off. The shot is switched to another camera angle that is located near the front door. The wreckless driver of the Pontiac rapidly opens his door. Not taking his time, he busts from the seatbelt of his side of the car and dashes out, slamming the door behind him. The camera gets a shot of the back of the man in hurry, wearing a snow jacket, a pair of cords, and a pair of Vans. The man runs to the trunk of his car. The elevated trunk blocks his identity. He shuts down the trunk, only this time hiding his face with a big Christmas wrapped gift. He dashes down the entrance curb to the front door. He stumbles up the porch steps, strugling to find his keys in the process. He jumbles the gigantic gift and unlocks the front door. Gaining access to the house, we seem him hurry down the hall of what is a beautiful, colonial house. He runs to the living room of the house where a Christmas Tree is located. Oddly enough, no gifts lie underneath the tree. The man tosses the big present under the tree and begins to search the house at a panicked pace. The camera stands positioned inside the living room, also getting a background shot of the kitchen. However, several slams and bangs can be heard throughout the house. At one point, loud stomps can be heard on the steps. Finally, the shadowy figure comes through the kitchen and into the fairly dark living room, panting and breathing heavily. The recovery his broken when we begin to hear sniffles from the mystery man. Finally, the man turns on a lamp near by. He keeps his back towards the camera, but begins sobbing out loud. He then begins to get enraged accompanied with profanity.*

Mystery Man
"No. No! No dammit! GAAAAAH!!!!!! DAMMIT! Why!?! WHY WHY WHY?!?!"

*He starts sobbing angerly and begins to throw a fit. He tosses a coffee table over, flipping it in the process. Then, he throws the tree over, which knocks over a secretary that is holding antique china plates. Finally, he looks down at the only present that was under the tree. Without any regret, he releases a growl of vile anger and frustration, and in the process, curb stomps the gift. He realized that he only left a dent in the packaging, so he begins to curb stomp it repeatedly. After ten or eleven more curb stomps, he begins to walk towards a big recliner chair. He goes to sit on it, but witnesses a sticker on his Vans. Without looking at it, he tosses it aside. The camera gets a shot of the sticker falling to the ground. It stays on that angle long enough to decode the writing, with the sticker reading, 'To My Darling Son, Nolan. From Your Father.' The man sits in the chair with his face buried in his arms. He keeps this pose until he reveals an eye looking to his right. He notices that on the lamp desk to his right, there is a white envelope labeled 'Urgent, please read.' The angle focuses on the envelope being ripped. The letter gets put in front of the man's face to hide his identity. He begins reading the letter quietly to himself. After a couple of seconds, he tosses the letter to the ground. Much like the sticker, the camera gets a shot of the letter falling to the ground. The letter reads:

To my husband. Sometimes I feel like I should not be using that term. You have not been my husband as of late. I don't know why you have tried to make your family's life a living hell, but you are doing a great job. You've put your career above everything else. You've become rebellious, wreckless, and ignorant. You missed Thanksgiving, you missed our anniversary, and the worst of all, you missed our son's first Christmas! This is the last straw! I'm staying at my mother's for a while. I took Nolan with me. When you're ready, we need to decide if we can make this work.....or not.

Robin

The camera finally zooms up the face of the figure, and it is revealed as Nickolas Kennedy Arsen. Arsen visually has tears falling down his cheeks. He faces to the camera, and brushes the tears away.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
"I am not a hard guy to go Christmas shopping for. I'm not at all. The reason for that is that I usually ask for one thing every Christmas. Whatever I ask for Christmas is what I get. That is because I get what I want."

*Arsen gets up from the recliner chair. He moves the fallen
Christmas tree aside and locates a large collection of CD's and vinyl records, as well as a vinyl record player. He scrolls through the collection of vinyl records and locates a specific one. The album is 'Dark Side of the Moon' by Pink Floyd. He takes the record out of the slip and raises the top of the record player. He places the record in a certain position and puts the needle on the record. 'Us And Them' begins to play as Arsen lifts the album envelop to the camera.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
"When I was only eight years old, I asked for this very album for Chrismas. My mind began to grow, and such did the concepts and harmonies of Pink Floyd. It went hand in hand. Ninetine years later, this remains as one of my favorite albums, and I got it."

*Arsen goes to the kitchen. He heads to the refrigerator door.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
"It doesn't stop at that. When I was sixteen, I asked for my first set of wrestling tights. They were blue and black and had a bunch of Christianity crosses around the legs. They met to about my legs. Just like the Pink Floyd record, I got it. When I was at the age of twenty, I recieved that Pontiac Grand Prix that sits in my drive way at this very moment for Christmas. As you can tell from earlier, it's been through a lot. However, I love that car. And I got what I wanted when I asked for it for Christmas."

*Arsen gets out of the refridgerator and takes a three-fourths full bottle of Jack Daniels with him. He heads over to an opposite counter. He gets a shot glass from the cabinet above him. He pours a shot and quickly follows it up with drinking the shot. He let's out a menacing grunt and heads back to the living room.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
"Just last year, I got that bottle of Jack Daniels. It was the only thing I asked for because I knew I would eventually have to rely on it to comfort me and help me in troubled times. Man, did I call that one or what? You see, I like to believe that there is a reason that I get the one thing I ask for every Christmas. It isn't because I only ask for one thing every year. The budget is far from this issue. You know the story about how there is a naughty or nice list for what you recieve based on your actions during the year? Well, I like to think that I get what I ask for each and every time because I have been a good boy every year. I've followed that moral guideline and purpose alliteration of being good gets you far, only because the good things done to good people."

*Arsen takes the time to catch his breath by looking around the tarnished living room. Arsen grins at the destruction he has committed while he gazes at the handy work.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
"Why is it that I've been a good boy for TWENTY SEVEN YEARS, and the one thing that Ive wanted for Christmas more than everything I have ever recieved is not in my posession. Although it does not pair up with the eye of a different believer, I say that I have been a good boy for most of 2009. Opposed to my previous years of doing continuous charity work and being the gentlemen that my reputation implies me to become, I spent the year saving the Clique Wrestling Alliance from the upcoming bankrupcy it was ready to file, injuring myself for the sake of savage fans in Arizona, and holding out on a backstabber so he could take the one thing I have wanted for Christmas this year."

*Arsen's tears have began to dissapear, but his anger begins to increase. He paces back and forth until he goes into the kitchen and grabs the bottle of Jack Daniels. He leaves the shot glass on the counter. He goes back to the recliner chair. Once he takes a seat, Arsen drains a bit of the Jack Daniels straight from the glass bottle. He wipes his face of the excess alcoholic liquid and turns his attention back to the camera.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
"I get troubled when I do not get what I want. The reason for this is that I feel neglected, rejected, and of no importance while I put a positive impact on all of the people in my life that are close to me. For some weird reason this year, Ive been the unfortunate victim of betrayal. After all the hard work and after all of the precious time I have put in to improve every one else's life. I get stranded for the Hollidays. I get nothing. What people don't realize when they take up my time and advantage of my generousity, and don't give me the one thing I want, I tend to get frustrated. I tend to fight fire with fire. In this case, I tend to get naughty. So far, being naughty has gotten me pretty far. Farther than being a common class act has ever got me. I sacrificed cutting the ties with the people around me that I once respected, and loved, as well as putting people on injured reserved or out of the company for good, to get to the position of claiming the one thing I want this Christmas."

*A solemn Arsen takes his focus off the camera. He glances at the fallen Christmas tree once more before taking another huge gulp of Jack Daniels. He turns back to the camera.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
"I want the Clique Wrestling Alliance World Championship. It is the gift that keeps on giving. In this case, it will give me the much needed joy and prosperity To cling onto and keep living. Not only that, but it will give me the beloved respect I deserve from my peers, my friends, and my hell of a family. I've done everything I can in my weakened body and spirit to capture the only thing I want this year for Christmas. Although I feel like my actions have gotten me to the point where the tile should be in my hands, the unholy committee of the Alliance wants to hand it to the one man who has everything in life. He has a family that supports him. He has a fanbase that adores him and showers him in gifts. Finally, he has my Christmas present handed to him after doing no work while I kill myself week in and week out. Roberto, there seems to be a mistake. You were given my gift."

*Arsen puts the cap on the Jack Daniels bottle and places it on the lamp desk.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
"People have been quick to call me the Ebeneaser Scrooge of the wrestling industry as of late. That is pretty ironic on the part of the critics. When I looked into your eyes this past week on Adrenaline Rush, I pictures you with a torn up coat, a top hat, a focal, and a scowl on your face. You had this scowl that only read, 'Bah Humbug'! You were quick to present the same attitude everyone else has put on the table. You threw me under the bus. You called me out and said that the only way I would be the champion is if the title was handed to me. You want to disrespect me, Roberto, after stealing my holiday spirit away from me? Sometimes, you make me wonder if I'm the naughty one. You radiate a hidden evil. I can not take another man's hard work for a personal advantge, but you obviously can. That is exactly what you did to me. You have the nerve to insult me every day on your blog, especially after Rush when all I did was stand my ground. You want to say that I was the one who attacked you, Roberto. How dare you."

*Us And Them begins to climax.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
"HOW DARE YOU, Roberto! After working hard for nearly half a year, you want to frame me for your own personal advantages. Roberto, I may have been naughty, but mí amigo, I have not been mischeivious to that point. Keep in mind, genius, I wasn't in the same building as you when you got attacked. I didn't put that dark chapter in your career. However, after being face to face with you this past week for the first time, I'm ready to make you relive that dark chapter once again. After stealing my spotlight, as well as everything else away from me, I'm ready to injure to the state of your career being in purgatory. I'll be more than happy to do what I couldn't do at Redemption, and that is cripple you."

*Arsen has the camera come closer to his face.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
"So, in conclusion Roberto, for the first time in my life, I am asking for two things for Christmas. I want MY CWA World Championship. The one, much to the disagreement of others, that I have been putting seven months of hard work into recieving this year, whether I have been naughty or nice. This comes at a price Roberto, because it is better to give than recieve. I am going to end your career. I can only take a certain amount of disrespect from a coward. You exceed that amount. You want me to admit to injuring you? Why should I do that when I can have the opportunity to kill you. I need to not only get what I want for Christmas, but also have my New Year's Resolution for 2010, and that is to enter the year as the champion and become the greatest champion in this company's history."

*Us and Them begins to finish. Arsen begins to cry once more.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
"The foundation around me has crumbled. I look around at everything Ive created in my life and I see it tarnished. After every single thing I have done. I have nothing else to lose, while you have everything on the line, Roberto. It comes to this. On December 30th, I get myself a late Christmas. When I finally get my ever so naughty chance of reckoning against the true face of evil, and unwrap my presents in front of 20,000 scondrels in New York, I will truely be like a kid on Christmas. On that day, everyone will know that I have got my way for twenty seven years based off my own doing, and no one else assisted. Nickolas Kennedy Arsen gets what he wants. On December 30th, and in 2010, Arsen get the Arsen age alive in CWA. You can call me cold, but I will cast a shadow among the industry. Bundle up!"

*Arsen turns out the lighs, making the room pitch black. Before the feed fades out for good, we hear one more thing.*

Nickolas Kennedy Arsen
"And sing for Absolution!"