-■The Death of Havoc■-

by **Brenton Cyrus** June 2nd 2009, 1:32 am

-■THE MAN■-
-■THE MYTH■-
-■THE LEGEND■-
-■THE LORD■-
-■THE GOD■-

-■THE SALVATION ERA■-
-■THE DOMINATION OF DIRECT HIT■-
-■THE TAKEOVER OF ALL OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING■-
-■THE TERMINATION OF THE WEAK■-
-■THE WORLD CHAMPION■-

■The Monologue■
What the fuck is wrong with me? I beat The Thriller at Guilty as Charged, I beat Mexican Samurai just like I’ve always claimed I could. The Father of God has revealed himself to the world, he has descended from the heavens and revealed himself to the world to see. Chuck Matthews is going through mental trauma, and I’m not by his side, like his best friend should, I’m not there for my best friend. All of the world spinning at top speed while I’m in slow motion, yet, I feel, calm. I have a feeling in my heart that I have never felt before, for the first time in my life, I am, in love.

■The Story■
[i]

□Brenton Cyrus is standing outside the Church of Salvation□
□Looking up into the sky, at a Black cloud that hangs over the Church□
□The cloud has been there for three days now, and rains blood at the top of every hour□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Why? Why is this happening?

□Brenton Cyrus flips through pages of the Salvation Bible□
□Benton stops on a page, in shock□
□He re-reads it several times in disgust□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Not allowed to love a non Salvation Goddess?

□Brenton Cyrus stares at the Bible, then pulls a picture out of his pocket□
□He smiles at the picture and holds it against his heart□
□Brenton Cyrus begins getting rained on as he shoves the picture back into his pocket□
□He runs into the church and slams the door behind him□

■The Match■
Havoc, I have waited to beat the shit out of you for a long time, now I am motivated to kill you. You see, Carmine might believe that he hates you, and hates Justin Kash, but hate isn’t strong enough to describe my feelings towards you. There is no word to describe how much I despise you, just like there are no words to describe my love for her.

I want your head! I want to take it with me everywhere I go to make an example of what happens to people who fuck with my mental stability. You have been walking a fine line in the NLWF, doing your very best to avoid me at all costs, well now you are fucked! Why didn’t Carmine trade your lame ass back to Legacy?

Because you are being fed to me, handed to me on a silver platter, because I can’t fucking stand you! What is wrong with me? Nothing seems to matter to me except for her! The feeling of God has been replaced, she runs through my veins, she keeps my heart going, and at the same time makes my heart want to burst!

Havoc I have HATED you, since I first saw you, since I first took steps into the NLWF. I hated that you were Universal Champion, I hated the Asylum, I hated everything about you, but never enough to make you any of my business, until Legacy VIII. Do you remember Havoc? Is everything starting to make sense to you, you fucking idiot! YOU KILLED YOURSELF!

I have punt kicked people who were nice, who never did anything wrong to me. Look at what I did to Tapido Delevega, Look at the hell I unleashed on his life! I didn’t even care about him, he never did anything to me, but what you did, you stabbed the heart of God, and you will pay for it in buckets of your blood.

Havoc, Legacy VIII, killed you! Not only that, but I’m going to kill you, I’m going to fly Justin Kash to the show, and kill him, then I’m going to punt kick you so many times, that Dwayne Hurst falls out your ass, so I can punt kick him several times as well.

Justice will be served, you have raped the NLWF for the last time, I will KILL YOU! I have never ever been emotionally attached to anyone or anything in the NLWF, that’s why everything I do is so heavily tactical, so precise, perfect, clean, brilliant. If I don’t remain calm I could do something I might regret, like murder you,

But every time I say it to myself it sounds better and better, I’m going to kill you, I’m going to end Havoc, I’m going to rid the world of Havoc. That’s what God is supposed to do anyway right? The only thing you can hope to do in this match, is apologize.

You can apologize to everyone in the NLWF, all the wrestler held back but your relationship with Kash. You might as well use your final words to clean your slate, I mean why not? You get to know when you die, you get to know when your life ends, not many people get that pleasure.

Two Universal Championship reigns, that you didn’t deserve, that you shouldn’t have received. When I came into the NLWF, you were being owned by Cyber Punk on a weekly basis, you were Cyber Punks bitch! You used people more talented then yourself to get ahead in the NLWF, then you used Kash to get ahead, then you used the Asylum again. You fail on your own, and you have entered a world that I dominate!

You don’t understand the severity of what will happen to you, you can’t even imagine the evil I’ve got in store, and the beauty is, you can’t do a fucking thing about it. I’m verbally raping you, you sick fuck, and all you can do is take it! At Direct Hit the world will see a level of Violence never before witnessed! Direct Hit will break all of its TV Rating records with this show, because it is the show where Cyrus kills Havoc!

The fans will rise to there feet and scream “Cyrus is going to Kill You” “Cyrus is going to Kill You” “Cyrus is going to Kill You” “Cyrus is going to Kill You” “Cyrus is going to Kill You” They will motivate me further and further, beyond what I am even right now! I will kick your face in and they will scream “One more Time!” “One more Time!” “One more Time!” and I will oblige, I will kick you again, and again, and again!

Your blood will color the ring mat red, and instead of a stretcher, they will bring a body bag for you. This is 6 months of build up, ready to be unleashed. What Swan Lee did to you, the embarrassment Carmine put you through, everything you thought was bad, is nothing in comparison to the pain I will inflict, before your death.

■My Love■
She looks at me, smiles at me, talks about me, hearing her say “hi” makes my heart melt. She has taken over my heart, she consumes my mind every second of everyday. I would give it all up just for her, for the first time in my life, I am in love.

Everything she does drives me wild, even while covered in burning hot coffee, her beauty made everything seem, ok. There is a lot of pressure on me to be the best, everything I do is put under a microscope, examined thoroughly. But for once, I don’t care, its like the weight of the world has been lifted by this new feeling that consumes my once black heart. I now fight, for her, and Havoc will die, for her.

■Salvation■
I am asking you the most important question of life.
Your joy or your sorrow for all eternity depends upon your answer.
The question is: Are you saved?
It is not a question of how good you are, nor if you are a church member, but are you saved?
Are you sure you will go to Heaven when you die?
I can guarantee you one thing if you pray to me as your God.
You will live a long and happy life, at the top of the hill.
If you choose not to worship me as your lord and savior, then you will face the wraith of the lord almighty.