The Fate of The Son | Thomas Galloway
Feb 29, 2020 10:33:16 GMT -5
The King, Sylvester Calvin/XHF Fair Ref, and 2 more like this
Post by Mav. on Feb 29, 2020 10:33:16 GMT -5
A man has tragically died tonight at a wrestling show in Durham, North Carolina...
...we've just received word of another man's passing at that same wrestling show in Durham tonight, leaving the body count up to two...
...breaking news coming in as two men have tragically died tonight at a wrestling show just outside of the Hard Rock Stadium...
...reports are coming in that the man behind these four murders at a wrestling show is some sort of anomaly...
...eyewitnesses are telling our sources that the "man" in question came through a portal from some unknown "dimension"...
...the same anomaly that killed four men at a wrestling show has struck again at the XHF Awards show tonight...
Thomas Galloway: I watched you rip out the hearts of the many that you've come face to face with. I watched you ruthlessly murder innocent men with your own bare hands. All because you can't come to terms with one man's passing.
The scene begins within a darkened room, the only light being emitted is coming from the moonlight shining through a window as it reflects onto the face of our Destiny Wrestling Heavyweight Champion; Thomas Galloway. The self proclaimed One True King sits there, the championship resting on his shoulder. Not a normal setting to find him in but due to the nature of recent events, it's perfectly fitting.
Thomas Galloway: Son of Jefe, months you have taken lives and tried to take over my palace, months you have dared to step into my head and, although I hate to admit it... You've done it so successfully. You've messed with me and you got what you asked for, you broke me, you played with my emotions.
Thomas tuts to himself, shaking his head and then closes his eyes as he lets out a long deep breath.
Thomas Galloway: Congratulations.
Thomas opens his eyes, placing the championship down and then walking towards the window. He looks out to see the night sky of Amsterdam, so beautiful and elegant.
Thomas Galloway: Son of Jefe, I know your intentions are clear, you want me to suffer the same fate as your... "father." But here is the thing, and I am going to make this very clear to you, I am not going to let you do that as easily as you've done to many before. The Ref, that turkey fucker, your own henchmen, and a clone of your actual father. Too many deaths, too many names, all innocent people who didn't deserve to die... yet you did it. Why did you have to kill them?
Thomas' tone has clearly become more grittier, the more he speaks there is more anger being produced.
Thomas Galloway: I promised those that have died by your hands... they will be set free. I am not going to name a price, I am not going to make the rules but if the price is right... Name your rules. You wanted to manipulate me into doing whatever it takes to get at me and my championship? Then set your rules, I know you must have something in store for me.
There's a slight little chuckle coming from under his breath.
Thomas Galloway: A man like you, with a wish - a personal death warrant with my name written all over it - they don't want to fight clean. They want to rip my heart out and make sure I suffer the same fate as the many before me. Albeit, it is up to you, Son of Jefe.
Thomas turns back around to face his championship, he's become more of a silhouette to the moonlight.
Thomas Galloway: At the Season Three opener, it will be myself and you in that ring for the title... But the outcome will always be the same as before. The outcome will be the same as how your "father" died, the outcome will always be the same him laying in a pool of his own blood and gasping for air.
Thomas looks up to the camera, staring right into the lens.
Thomas Galloway: The outcome will always be Thomas Galloway standing... fucking... tall... and this time, he'll stand tall over you.
Thomas is breathing heavily. Anger and fire rushing through his veins.
Thomas Galloway: Son of Jefe, once you step into the ring with me, I will leave you in the same state as how you left the men you killed. I will leave you like how you murdered The Ref and Gooker, I will cut through you like how you cut through WAH Machine, and I will end you like how you ended that Feargal clone. For once in my life, I am glad to stand here and say to someone that I am very much looking forward to killing you permanently and have their blood... dried into my skin... on my hands.
For the first time, Thomas can finally smile.
Thomas Galloway: At the Season Three opener... The king... is coming for your head and he will not stop...
Once again, Thomas closes his eyes and takes a long deep breath. He opens his eyes and gives off a very sinister smile to the camera.
Thomas Galloway: ...until he hears the last beat of your heart.
End Transmission.
...everyone seems to call this anomaly by a name, but nobody can seem to understand it clearly...
...this "man" is called The Son of Jefe.
Thomas Galloway: I watched you rip out the hearts of the many that you've come face to face with. I watched you ruthlessly murder innocent men with your own bare hands. All because you can't come to terms with one man's passing.
The scene begins within a darkened room, the only light being emitted is coming from the moonlight shining through a window as it reflects onto the face of our Destiny Wrestling Heavyweight Champion; Thomas Galloway. The self proclaimed One True King sits there, the championship resting on his shoulder. Not a normal setting to find him in but due to the nature of recent events, it's perfectly fitting.
Thomas Galloway: Son of Jefe, months you have taken lives and tried to take over my palace, months you have dared to step into my head and, although I hate to admit it... You've done it so successfully. You've messed with me and you got what you asked for, you broke me, you played with my emotions.
Thomas tuts to himself, shaking his head and then closes his eyes as he lets out a long deep breath.
Thomas Galloway: Congratulations.
Thomas opens his eyes, placing the championship down and then walking towards the window. He looks out to see the night sky of Amsterdam, so beautiful and elegant.
Thomas Galloway: Son of Jefe, I know your intentions are clear, you want me to suffer the same fate as your... "father." But here is the thing, and I am going to make this very clear to you, I am not going to let you do that as easily as you've done to many before. The Ref, that turkey fucker, your own henchmen, and a clone of your actual father. Too many deaths, too many names, all innocent people who didn't deserve to die... yet you did it. Why did you have to kill them?
Thomas' tone has clearly become more grittier, the more he speaks there is more anger being produced.
Thomas Galloway: I promised those that have died by your hands... they will be set free. I am not going to name a price, I am not going to make the rules but if the price is right... Name your rules. You wanted to manipulate me into doing whatever it takes to get at me and my championship? Then set your rules, I know you must have something in store for me.
There's a slight little chuckle coming from under his breath.
Thomas Galloway: A man like you, with a wish - a personal death warrant with my name written all over it - they don't want to fight clean. They want to rip my heart out and make sure I suffer the same fate as the many before me. Albeit, it is up to you, Son of Jefe.
Thomas turns back around to face his championship, he's become more of a silhouette to the moonlight.
Thomas Galloway: At the Season Three opener, it will be myself and you in that ring for the title... But the outcome will always be the same as before. The outcome will be the same as how your "father" died, the outcome will always be the same him laying in a pool of his own blood and gasping for air.
Thomas looks up to the camera, staring right into the lens.
Thomas Galloway: The outcome will always be Thomas Galloway standing... fucking... tall... and this time, he'll stand tall over you.
Thomas is breathing heavily. Anger and fire rushing through his veins.
Thomas Galloway: Son of Jefe, once you step into the ring with me, I will leave you in the same state as how you left the men you killed. I will leave you like how you murdered The Ref and Gooker, I will cut through you like how you cut through WAH Machine, and I will end you like how you ended that Feargal clone. For once in my life, I am glad to stand here and say to someone that I am very much looking forward to killing you permanently and have their blood... dried into my skin... on my hands.
For the first time, Thomas can finally smile.
Thomas Galloway: At the Season Three opener... The king... is coming for your head and he will not stop...
Once again, Thomas closes his eyes and takes a long deep breath. He opens his eyes and gives off a very sinister smile to the camera.
Thomas Galloway: ...until he hears the last beat of your heart.
End Transmission.