Blade is sitting in his locker room with his head in his hands talking to himself...
Blade: How the hell am I supposed to deal with all this crap... All these assholes, coming in from all angles... Trying
to do whatever they helplessly can to try stop me from my progress... Why me? Is it because I'm destined for
greatness that fate is trying to make sure that I'm worthy? I've never doubted my destiny before... But I've been here for two weeks and already I'm paranoid...
There's a knock at the door.
Blade: Oh God.... Come in, Becky...
Rebecca opens the door slowly and and stands in doorway
Rebecca: Is this a bad time, Blade?
Blade: Well, it's a good time if you wanna get hurt. Otherwise I wouldn't recommend coming in...
Rebecca: I'll... Uhh... Take my chances. It's what I'm paid for, right?
Rebecca smiles weakly and Blade shoots her an angry look.
Rebecca: Sorry... Well Blade, seems like you're the centre of alot of attention right now. Wanna give us your thoughts on
everything?
Blade: How'd I see that coming....
Blade sighs deeply
Blade: Where to begin? Sanna trying to destroy my only friend in this company? That moron Baller trying to fuck with me?
Or the fact that I've been thrown into a match with Murfish even though my arm isn't fully healed from my match
with Celeste?
The crowd give a mixed reaction, which Blade doesn't acknowledge.
Rebecca: Wow, you didn't say anything to the crowd, you really must be in a bad mood... But, umm, yeah, you can talk about whatever you want.
Blade: Fine... Baller,If you feel the need to "make an impact" then obviously you doubt your skills as a wrestler.You know you won't be noticed in the ring for putting on great matches or beating top level opponents. So you interfere in the match of two wrestlers who are better than you, cause that's the only way you'd ever get noticed. You know how I made an impact? I got in the ring with Celeste, and I matched her move for move for 10 minutes.
Blade looks down, takes a deep breath and looks up again, with a fury in his eyes. Rebecca moves away from Blade slightly while holding the microphone, looking afraid.
Blade:And you have the nerve to take credit for costing Celeste the match? All I saw was you getting elbowed by Celeste. You didn't even get a chance to lay a finger on her. No, it was Celeste's lack of focus that cost her the match. She didn't have to go for you, I know you would've been too scared to get in the ring with Celeste, a wrestler who destroys guys like you for fun, and me, who's wanted you in the ring for weeks. You really didn't have anything to do with the outcome of that match. Any wrestler could've come down and she would've been distracted, she simply wasn't focused.
Get over yourself.... You're not special. And you have yet to show that you can beat either me or Celeste.
Blade stops to take a breath. The crowd are cheering wildly. Blade hears the crowd reaction and nods.
Blade: Exactly.... Now me and Celeste don't exactly see eye to eye, but I'm still going to enjoy watching her destroy Baller just as much as she's going to enjoy doing it. And if Baller beats Celeste, then that's just as good. I want him to be at top form for when I go one on one with him. Just so he can't make excuses....
Rebecca then picks up a cushion of the seat and holds it close to her face. Blade stops mid-sentence and looks at her.
Blade: What are you doing?
Rebecca: Just in case...
Blade: Well I've vented my anger for now, don't worry....
Now onto you Sanna... Why do you feel the need to attack Karnage? From the moment you came into WZCW, you've had the talent to go far. And now look what you're reduced to. You can use your tortured soul crap as an excuse all you want, but there's no excuse for being so cowardly.
Blade lowers his head, and his hair falls over his eyes as he slowly shakes his head. The crowd have no changed from being as loud as possible to completely silent, hanging on Blade's words.
Blade: I didn't know you and I crossing paths would be part of my destiny... But that's what it seems like... And for that reason, I pity you. Karnage and I, we will be out for revenge. So you better carry around that chain like it was a part of you, cause you're gonna need it.
Blade takes out a cigarette and lights it up before sinking back into the chair and closing his eyes
Rebecca: Blade....?
Blade: Are you still here?
Rebecca: What about Murfish? Don't you have something to say to him?
Blade's trademark smirk spreads across his face as looks directly into the camera.
Blade: Very well... Murfish, good luck. You're going to need it because at Ascension, I'm gonna be looking for someone to take out my anger on. So you better bring your very best if you want to make it out alive.... Not that I'd expect anything less from you.
Blade sits back in his chair, closing his eyes again.