Just after Wunderbar's title victory at Meltdown 47
Wilhelm Wunderbar is walking back to his locker room with Sascha Schwarz
Congratulations on your victory Mein Kaizer.
Danke, Fraulein Schwarz.
They reach the room and enter it, Sascha holding the door open for him.
How does it feel to be the new Mayhem champion?
How does it feel to be Mayhem Champion?
He laughs
I feel nothing. This belt is meaningless to me. The victory was sweet because I got retribution for Herr Jones’. I got to feel the weakling’s spirit break because he did not hate. This belt is but a stepping stone in my path. Now that I have it, it has no further purpose.
Wunderbar drops the title to the floor. Sascha picks it up.
Mein Kaizer, Jones will want a rematch.
Your point?
My point is that this belt signifies that you are the Mayhem Champion...
That, Sascha is a meaningless title. I am the single greatest wrestler to have walked the halls of this arena. I do not need a belt to tell me what I already know. The title, meaningless though it is, is a part of my plan for WZCW. A plan Herr Jones fits into nicely.
You have a plan for WZCW?
He laughs again.
Sascha, Sascha, Sascha do you know nothing of me? Das Kaizer always has a plan.
He walks towards the shower. Then stops and turns towards Sascha.
Arrange for the big top and a WZCW camera crew to be set up Sascha. That will be all.
Ja, mein Kaizer.
She walks off with the belt and he walks into the shower area.
1 week later, in a field somewhere in Germany
The WZCW cameras start filming a large, dark, enclosed area. Eerie music plays softly in the background
WZCW Universe, willkommen zum Zirkus Wunderbar!
Lights behind Wunderbar turn on casting him into shadow and what appears to be a big top into light.
Welcome to the world Das Kaizer was born in. A world where fools laughed while their superiors risked their lives. A world not unlike the one I am now a part of. Two worlds I thoroughly despise. Look around...
The main lights turn on, enabling the entire big top to be seen properly.
...see the world I was made in.
The lights die, but the stage is illuminated as if there was a show.
...A world where great beasts...
The big top disappears for a moment as tigers, lions and elephants full the screen
...Are beaten into submission...
Footage of a man, presumably a circus worker beating a bloody tiger when it refused to jump through a hoop.
...For the cheers of easily amused Arschlöcher...
The same tiger is shown circling the stage before jumping through a hoop held by the man who beat the trick into him.
...Such as yourselves.
Action shots of WZCW wrestlers performing dangerous spots, culminating in Chris Bradford being set on fire are shown, with an excited crowd clearly visible in each.
WZCW Wrestlers are little more than trained monkeys, beaten into amusing the simpletons that watch. And none of you realise it. Not the wreslters, not management and certainly not the fans.
An evil glint appears in Wunderbar’s eyes as for the first time he starts moving around the stage, walking towards a girder that appears to hold up the tightrope.
I do not care for my fellow wrestlers. I loathe them. But I fear none of them. I have watched these men perform acts of cruelty that would make a serial killer wet himself and I fear none of them. For I see them as they truly are; broken men doing the bidding of men far weaker than themselves.
He looks as if he’s about to climb, but he chooses not to, but instead climbs a podium at centre stage.
I am no broken man, that is why I am superior to every man on the roster. I could talk about my superiority to every man woman and child ever to have worked for WZCW all day. But that is not why I am here. I am here to explain the relevance between this big top, WZCW and my match at All or Nothing.
He laughs again, spreading his arms.
As you all know, I joined the circus when I was a child, prematurely made a man by the corporate murder of my father and my mother’s alcoholism. As you know, I hated everything about it but it made me strong. You also know that I left the circus on a stretcher, and in hospital I discovered WZCW. That however is not the full story. The full story is that I was injured by the incompetence of a Bulgarian who put together a part of the bigtop incorrectly. This mistake caused a light to swing lose and hit my knee.
The show was stopped, the crowd was sent home and I was sent to hospital where I escaped with a badly injured knee, severe burns and a lot of pain. Some of the crowd were most upset that the show was over before it had reached the intermission and complained. In fact their complaints sparked an inquiry into the circus. How could such a thing have happened to such a young child? Where were his parents? The inquiry unearthed that I was, for all intents and purposes abducted, the owner hadn’t been paying his taxes, barely paying his performers and abusing animals. The circus was shut down and he was imprisoned. I’d have danced a jig if not for my knee.
While this was going on one of the nurses decided that because I was the same age as her son – who was a fanatical wrestling fan – decided that making me watch wrestling would be a great way to “take my mind off the pain”. She succeeded, though not in the fashion she intended. Immediately I saw another circus. One which used broken men to entertain the morons in the arena and in front of television sets. There and then I vowed to become a wrestler. Not because I wanted to be one of them. Because I wanted to end it, just like my injury caused my circus to be shut down.
Wunderbar laughs again
This time though, there will be no accidents when I get WZCW shut down. Every broken soul that steps into the ring with me will have a broken body to match. Eventually somebody will complain that WZCW is employing a man who is ruthlessly attacking people; giving him the title of “Mayhem Champion”; rewarding his brutality with gold. Parents will complain that I am making the product unfit for families. Fans of the wrestlers I destroy will complain because I end the careers of their idols. These complaints will start a firestorm that will destroy WZCW and I will have ended the existence of both oppressive circuses I have come into contact with.
I am Das Kaizer, Wilhelm Wunderbar, and as I proved to Herr Jones last week I am an unstoppable machine of war. Here and now the next target for the War Machine is WZCW itself. Either I will end the existence of WZCW or I will end my career in the process.
Wunderbar steps down from the platform and torwards the camera, a serious look is in his eyes
The first battle in this war will be against Herr Jones at Against all Odds. Herr Jones is a man who I have already beaten, but he is a man who is smart enough to learn from defeat. He knows the power hate can bring to a man who can harness its power. This means he will perhaps put up more of a fight this time. Good. It will make a better demonstration of my intentions that I destroy a tiger than a mouse. But no animal is a match for Das Kaizer. He may believe he can beat me, he may even convince himself that he could have beaten me at Meltdown 46, rather than submitting an already beaten Holmes. But I know I can beat Christopher Jones, and he knows it too. Deep down he knows I am superior to him. I felt him surrender to me, affixing the doubt that he could ever beat me in his mind. Hate is but one reason I defeated him at Meltdown 47. You see, unlike him I can see the bigger picture. I cooperated with management so I could get my fair shot at the Mayhem Championship because that was the simplest way to achieve my desired outcome. This meaningless championship means I have immunity from the restrictions of WZCW. I need no longer listen to WZCW management about their opponents for me. They will select the opponents I want. If not I will beat my desired opponent into a bloody pulp anyway. They cannot fire me as long as I am Mayhem Champion. Your inevitable defeat is but one step on the path to the destruction of WZCW. You are to be the first casualty in my war against WZCW. Be honoured that I am allowing you this position Christopher Jones. If I didn’t think you’d be a worthy opponent I would not have agreed to the match.
At Against all Odds we cross swords for the third time. And for the second time, you will heil Das Kaizer. But it won’t end there. In this match I’m fighting for more than just the title of “Mayhem Champion” I’m fighting to end your career and I will do so. I’m playing the game at a higher level than you Christopher, and that is why I will end the night victorious and you will end it in an ambulance. Good bye Chris Jones I won't see you again, and nor will anybody else in WZCW.
