WZCW App Exclusive: Backstage following Revolution
Beard looks up at the ceiling of the backstage area, clearly frustrated. Leon Kensworth approaches the former champion.
Beard, can we quick grab.
Beard snatches the mic and shoves Leon to the side, panting heavily. Beard snaps around and comes face to face with the camera.
You want to grab a word?
Beard is shaky as throws his hands, fingers trembling.
I’ll do you one better Leon. You want scoops, you want to dish?
Beard bits his lip as he holds his index finger up, ready to make a point.
Then lets spit. I promised the Revolution would begin right here. I made a promise and I was wrong Leon. Wrong!
Beard turns around, back now facing the camera as he paces back and forth nervously.
I thought I found myself, I thought the monster was ready to unleash, but I was wrong. The monster was ready to be slayed and Theron did just that. He slayed the monster.
Beard kneels down as he runs his hand through his hair, visibly upset.
I failed Leon. Do you remember what I told you before I left our last interview?
I...I do not Beard.
I told you that my word was my bond and my promises were strong. But they were a lie.
His head bowed down in disappoint, a side rarely seen.
This is what you wanted Leon? They wanted me to break and now I’m broken. My world has crumbled and I come to you a desperate man. I’m no longer a monster Leon, I’m a coward. I’m a failure.
Beard is again standing, as Kensworth taps him on the shoulder in an attempt to comfort him. Beard shrugs away before embracing Leon in a hug.
It’s ok buddy. There is a saying Beard. Inside every beast is some sort of beauty. You just need to find that beauty.
Beard’s demeanor changes upon Leon’s finishing. Desperation has become anger. Beard breathes become heavy as he lunges towards Kensworth, who bolts off. The camera picks up on Beard’s shouting as he chases after Kensworth.
YOU’RE A LIAR! YOU’RE ALL LIARS! YOU’RE THE REAL MONSTER!
All of sudden the lights flicker as the backstage area becomes dim. A cold silence as the camera searches for life. Suddenly Beard jumps into screen, sending the camera to the ground. Footsteps scurry away as Beard kneels down and holds the camera up towards his face.
I know I’m a lost cause and I know I’m a serious threat. I will not be held back. I will be taken seriously. Until then I will speak to none of you. That silence you hear, that’s my voice. The chill going down your spine, those are my words. My words may be silent, but my actions will be deafening. The destroyer is coming. Fear me.
Beard drops the camera as he walks off into the darkness. Suddenly the lights come back on, revealing nothing but emptiness.
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Present Time
Beard stares aimlessly into a mirror. The room dimly lit as Beard brushes his hand through his wet hair. He turns his head, cracking his neck in an echoing fashion continuously.
The evolution began with the Gold Rush tournament. It’s funny that despite not being the victor, it is synonymous with the beginning. And now the opportunity arises once more. Victim one: Bruce Irwin. The big bad Aussie cop. A man who was once beneath me, but I look at myself and I don’t see the man who was once so feared.
Beard brushes his finger against his reflection, staring in adoration. Nodding his head in agreement with his thoughts.
The monster is in there. This will be the releasing of the monster reborn. Meltdown is the beginning of finding my voice, finding my place. My place atop the kingdom. A kingdom I once ruled. A kingdom that will be mine again. Come Meltdown, Bruce Irwin will be an unlucky man who is in the wrong place at the wrong time. He will be the example for things to come. It’s kind of ironic that my first victim will be an enforcer of what is right. At Meltown you will fear the reaper, you will fear the destroyer, you will fear me. The Silent Killer is coming and he will strike.
The glass from the mirror shatters as Beard turns his back to his reflection as the room darkens.
