The Monster I've Become Apr 25, 2020 5:24:47 GMT -5
Post by Emma Douglas on Apr 25, 2020 5:24:47 GMT -5
We open up inside what looks to be a dilapidated house. Broken down and long since forgotten, the house is in a state of disarray. As we move through the front door, their is a flickering illumination in a room in the back. Following that light, we see a figure standing near a fire-in-a-barrel, warning their hands, face partially hidden by the darkness. A quick turn of the head shows the identity, a small smile appearing across Emma's face.
You know, I've been in this position before, right? Coming into a place as a veritable unknown entity to try and make a mark right off the bat. Only one chance to make a first impression, right?
She snorts and shakes her head, eyes ro.lling. She speaks once more, holding her palms to the blaze.
But here's the rub, I'm not unknown. This isn't my first time. I've been here before. I get that I might have been forgotten to the sands of time. I didn't exactly light the world on fire when I was last in UWL. And hell, it's been...
Emma counts as she thinks.
Five years? Five long years since I fought your heroes. Your Caleb Harts, Your Justin Brooks. Yeah, might have been held the Heritage belt briefly. Not that that has any bearing on the here and now. Unlike some, I've never been one to rest on my laurels. When I want something, I take it, consequences be damned. But a lot has changed in those last five years.
Now she turns to state directly at the camera, cold hard glare.
I...have changed. So even if you might remember me, font for one second think you've gotten me all figured out. I guarantee you that you dont. I've evolved. I've done some maturing in that time. Well, only a little. A smidge. But in that time, I've become what I would like to think of as an agent of chaos. A diety of disorder, if you will. The simple fact of the matter is I like to hurt people. Badly. To hear them scream in agony is literally music to my ears.
Emma clicks her tongue.
I will admit, I don't know the first thing about my opponent at Pure Agression. But from what I've gleamed, I don't believe we will ever get along. Not that it matters, really. Because I plan on using this match as a reintroduction. As a showcase. Forget what you thought you knew about me cause I'm a different breed. Y'all ain't got a clue what kinda mayhem that's in store. Bernard Cornelius got the unfortunate distinction of being the first victim. I'm going to enjoy beating him to a pulp, just because I can. And then, everyone will find out just how dangerous I truly am.
And we face to black.