Post by skyedwardsthepredato on Dec 21, 2020 13:19:04 GMT -5
I stumble to the bathroom, with the aid of the production assistant. One of my arms over her shoulder, the other holding my head. “Thank you,” I say as I enter the door, but what I wanted to say was “run”.
I clutch the sink, I can feel him taking over. I should have known he’d want the limelight. I try splashing cold water on my face, and as I rub my cold, wet hand on the back of my neck the darkness falls upon my eyes.
“Hello, what is your name?” We ask the pretty little production assistant as we step from the bathroom. She is clearly attracted to Sky, we will never understand why someone would be attracted to a man so meek.
“Veronica”, she sheepishly says.
We smile at her and hand her our number we have written on a piece of paper towel.
Give us a call sometime love.
We loosen our tie, and undue our top button of our Gieves & Hawkes shirt as we walk back to set. We can feel Veronica’s eyes watching us the whole way. We pause for a moment before stepping onto the set, looking back at her over our shoulder, we give her a wicked smile and see her swoon. Soon she will be ours, but for now, we must deliver a message.
Are you.…
We hold up our hand, cutting the producer off. We look at the chair, but we do not need to sit, so we toss it offset.
Ready.
Uh, you heard him, roll it.
Alpha, we have come to show the world who the dominant force in the sport is. We are hyper-aggressive, we are oozing toxic masculinity, we are the alpha of Alpha wrestling. We will prove our dominance broken body by broken body, and we will begin this trail of brokenness at your holiday spectacular.
We scouted for new hunting grounds, as we have fed on the underlings of this sport, fed until we can no longer stand the taste of the mediocre. Now we move to this new hunting ground, seeking bigger game, the game that considers their selves to be alphas. We move up the food chain and consume all that stands in our way until we are the apex of the chain. As we look around our new hunting ground though, we wonder just how alpha the creatures are the inhabit this landscape. midgets, kung-fu fighters, people just living a dream, and baby boys whose mommy and daddy coddled them their entire life giving them a false sense of security and superiority.
Then we saw him, we saw the one who calls himself the devil. Damon Warrens, you are the alpha of this land, and we seek to take your spot at the top of this food chain. We will get there eventually. Along the way, we will change the landscape of APW. You may call us the next link in the evolutionary chain of APW, but you would be wrong.
WE ARE AN EVOLUTIONARY LEAP!
We look at Veronica, her look is a mix of intrigue sprinkled with a little bit of fear. We give her a snarling smile.
We are not predicting the future when we say we will take the spot of the alpha from Damon Warrens; we are merely speaking it into existence. First though, comes a holiday of horrors. We hope no one is watching while they are home alone because they will witness a massacre on thirty-fourth street. The Christmas story for anyone who steps into this match with us will be their eye being shot out.
If you are looking to be surviving Christmas, then you should take a Christmas vacation. Because if you step in our way during the Holiday Horror, you will die hard.
We snarl, even we think these Christmas movie puns are stupid, but brain-dead television watchers seem to enjoy them and it grabs their attention as they look for the puns.
You may all be hoping for a white Christmas, but we are going to provide a red Christmas, as we leave a path of destruction in our wake of becoming the alpha. We may permanently be on the naughty list, but those who do what they are told and don’t rock the boat will not be remembered. We are anything if not memorial, Sky Edwards may want to stay humble and fade into obscurity once his time in the spotlight is done, but The Predator will not let him. I will drag Sky to the top of the mountain if I have to kill him and drag his lifeless body behind me.
Our head splits again like someone is hacking into it with an ax. We twitch and grab the sides of our head, Sky wants to come back, but he needs to keep his pansy-ass in there and let The Predator handle this. The Predator is the alpha among us, Sky is just the vessel. We grit our teeth and shove Sky back into his little box. We shake our head and rise again. We can’t be having issues like this during the scramble now, can we?
Do you know what is horrifying to us? We mean truly horrifying. The thought of being average, the thought of not being at the top of the food chain, the thought of being the beta. We see betas all around the land of what is supposed to be the land of the alphas. Maybe compared to the normal of the world, those that inhabit this land are alphas, but when compared to us, they are merely betas. We say this, but we know that words are just that words. Actions are the truth, results are the truth, we are the truth. For Christmas, we will gift you all the truth, when we pull your eyelids back over your head and make you witness the truth that is The Predator and Sky Edwards.
Sky told you we only get one chance to make a first impression, and the first impression we leave will not be of some meek, humble soul, who is just trying his best and fighting for the fans. NO! THAT IS NOT US!
We are the Predator, we are the alpha, and we are the most horrific thing in the Holiday Horror scramble. We have come to hunt this new ground, and hunt the alphas until we are the alpha. We will devour the flesh of all those who enter into this scramble, and until we are left with nothing to feast on in the scramble.
Then we turn our attention to the rest of the so-called alphas who inhabit our hunting grounds. We will hunt and devour our way through the food chain until we are at the top of it all. Everyone daring to enter the Holiday Horror scramble, and everyone else in APW, we are officially putting you on notice. You are all now the prey, and we are The Predator.
We look at Veronica, and give a wink, she gives a smile. We walk offset towards her as the scene fades out.
