The Final Chapter // Chapter 4 Repeats (GUNs Season Finale)
Jul 8, 2022 7:07:31 GMT -5
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Post by Spike Kane on Jul 8, 2022 7:07:31 GMT -5
"Conceived and born was one of light (give me your hand)
Blood is spilled and man will follow
Rain and dark, the other born black night (infernal man)
Punishment too great to bear
Raise your head and taste the courage (the one of the light)
Fall from grace, unholy night"
{Spike Kane stands in front of a huge banner with the GUNs logo on it, heâs once again wearing a BANG! Broâs t-shirt, with a Chaos Theory snapback. He takes a deep breath closing his eyes as he does, before he opens them and begins to speak at the camera.}
The fact that this match is even taking place astounds meâŠGiven the fact that youâve been parading around living off of your last victory as if it was as good as winning an XHF Rumble, or capturing the X*Crown titleâŠ
You beat me fair and square Brad.
{He shrugs, knowing it happened, and accepting it happened.}
But like Iâve said many times now, thatâs pretty much all youâve done since you conned your way out of hell. So you held it over my head, and you refused to accept my challenges, no matter what I said, no matter how I presented them.
Your smug ass thought you could live off of one victory.
{He holds up his index finger, with a smug smirk of his own.}
Then things changed a little, didnât they Brad? Youâre supposed boost from defeating the Legendary Spike Kane just never seemed to manifest, did it? You lost, over, and over, and over again. Meanwhile, I was being HANDED X*Crown and Junior Heavyweight title shotsâŠ
{He smirks, before looking off camera and then back, to emphasis the next line.}
âŠand I know that pissed your selfish ass off.
Good, fuck you. I hope it burns you even more that those opportunities were spurned. I just love the idea that me sitting there and eating slice after slice of pizza so that I couldnât make weight pissed you off so much. I love the idea that now, only now, after your career lies there in tatters and not a single fucking soul in this business takes you seriouslyâŠ
Now you want a rematch?
{He over gestures at the word âNowâ pointing at the floor in front of him with both hands.}
Now that youâve realised youâre the absolute joke everyone else caught onto over a decade ago? Yeah, youâve realised that Bradley Allen Kane, without his big brother to take him by the hand and thrust him into the limelight, is actually just a big bag of shit, who has lost touch with not just his family, but the entire wrestling business. Youâre outdated Brad, your sense of humour, your references, everything about you is soâŠ
{Pause for effect.}
Cringe.
Fuck, it gives me the âickâ just thinking about a Reckless Jack promo.
Itâs 2022 dude, grow the fuck up.
{He crosses his arms, staring into the camera, shaking his head.}
Everyone likes to say I live off my past glories, that Iâm just a wrestling historian who has all these accolades from the past that nobody cares about - well, the difference between you and me here Brad? Since Iâve returned, Iâve added to that list of accolades, Iâve won championships Iâd never held before. My team won Call to Arms back to back, and in case you didnât notice?
{Once more unto the br-I mean, pause for effect.}
I soloâd the final, because I am that much better than so many of you, and you, of all people, are top of that fucking list.
You ghosted me when I wanted a rematch, but then I shouldnât have expected anything less, should I? Because when the going gets tough? Brad Kane splits. When things get difficult? Brad Kane gets the fuck out of there. When things donât go your way Bradley, you do what you always doâŠyou tuck your tail between your legs, act like a victim, and bailâŠ
{Itâs clear Spike, as per usual, is getting more and more agitated as he speaks, this time heâs got those âbirdsâ ready to fly.}
Fuck anyone whoâs booked you for appearances.
{Double middle finger.}
Fuck anyone you made a commitment to.
{Double middle finger.}
Fuck the fans who paid to see you.
{Double middle finger.}
Fuck the boys and girls in the back who went out on a limb to work with you.
{Now he waves the double middle fingers around, like he was Mr Bean in the Bean movie.}
âŠ.youâve finally shown everyone your true colours. True colours that I tried to warn everyone about, but nobody would listen, nobody ever listens, and itâs got the point nowâŠwhere Iâve stopped. Iâm sick of people sucking your metaphorical dick, when in a week, two, maybe a month or so? Youâll stab them in the back, or leave them hangingâŠ.
So Iâm through Brad. I agreed to this match for one reason, and one reason only.
Iâm finally going to put you down for good.
Because you, Bradley Allen Kane.
At your core?
You. Youâre just like Him. All youâve ever done is look down your nose at me, but then I should probably expect that, huh? I mean after all, weâre Irish. Born in Ireland, born to Mary and Christopher KaneâŠ.but you? Nah, youâre American, right? Youâve grown up with that indoctrination, the propaganda machine has wiped any sense of your heritage or home from your memoryâŠreminds me of Fiona McFlyâŠ
{He almost twitches at her name, causing flashbacks.}
Thatâs probably why I think youâre such a cunt.
{He mouths âbecause you areâ}
All Iâve ever wanted from you Brad, is a little respect. Some acknowledgement that your brother is actually good at this. Just, somethingâŠ.yâknow? Instead itâs you constantly putting me down, trying to raise yourself up and push me down. I toured the fucking world Brad, I went everywhere to try and learn to be a better professional wrestler. I spent time in Mexico, I did the European tours, I lived with a family in Japan for six months while training in the dojo. Iâve done more in this business, than most people do in a lifetime. I gave it everything I had, and I always wore my heart on my sleeve, but it was never good enough for you.
No matter what I did, it was never enough.
{As agitated as he is, Spike is slapping on one into the other with every period, before raising both hands upwards and shrugging when he says âNever Enoughâ}
I captured the XHF Title twice, I left and set it on fire before throwing it in the trash, to go follow my brother and bring my talents to a federation that recognised my talents. Well that was a stupid fucking decision wasnât it? Because what happened? WellâŠ.the same thing that always happens.
You left.
You walked out.
....again
....again
{Biiiiiig point off screen.}
Itâs funny, because it always feels to me like when you simply KNOW you donât stand a chance of winning? You never just face the challenge, you never just give it your all and try and push yourself, nope ... .you bail. You cause a scene, you do whatever you can to make sure people see you as the victim. To make sure they talk about how [insert fed here] or [insert person in a position of authority here] fucked you over, screwed you, and yeah those were left blank because it gets re-used over and over, so there you goâŠ.feel free to use it next time you cry and bail on everyone.
But not me.
See, Iâve spent every waking day since that day in 2007. When the reveal came? When we shocked the world and let everyone know, long lost brothers, going to war ...you've done NOTHING but ride my coattails, and it wasnât even just you, oh boy did you start a trendâŠ
{Spike begins to count the family members that have come out of the woodwork since Brad did.}
We had ChristianâŠ
JakeâŠ
ChristopherâŠ
FreyaâŠ
WarrenâŠ
DawnâŠ
It just keeps going, people trying to use the Kane name - NOT YOURS! MINE!!! To ride off of that success that is attached to the nameâŠSPIKE Kane. 16 World Championships, 29 Tag Team Champions, and everything in between. People want to be me, people want to be like me, theyâre so damn jealous and thirsty for success, but nobody ever seems capable of extending me the respect I feel I deserveâŠ
Now, this isnât the mighty God of Xtreme demanding everyone Bow DownâŠ
{For once Spike drops all pretences, he looks into the camera - his eyes sad, the pain clear to see on his face.}
âŠbut of all people? I figured you at least would be able to give me a pat on the back. At least a fucking hot dog and a handshake, yâknow? You know what we went through, you know what that son of a bitch did to me. Yeah, you had it rough tooâŠ.your step dad was almost as bad as Dad wasâŠ.but you still know, you knew I spent years living on the streets. You knew I worked harder than everyone to make myself into a professional wrestler, and not just a stunt doubleâŠbut you wonât ever let me get past that. Like Noah Hanson, like Cable Arcane, like Nighthawk, like fucking FelixâŠ.just because you were trained for this, because you were students of your trainers game, you all assume youâre better than me, that youâre above me.
{Again he begins to list them off using his fingers}
Numbers donât lie.
Championship reigns donât lie.
Awards donât lie.
The five of you combined donât even come close to the legacy I, and I alone, have built. Yet youâre all so ready to dismiss me, and you all believe itâs so easy to dismiss me. Youâve bought into the image and persona of the God of Xtreme so much, you all expect blood and carnage, violence and fire ... .when at the core, the base that all of this was built upon?
{He takes a moment to stop, breath, and fix his hat, before he starts listing the times he was told no, or refused advancement.}
Is nothing short of a professional wrestler who was told no.
No, you canât fight for the world title - youâre just a hardcore wrestler.
No, you canât main event - youâre just a hardcore wrestler.
No, you canât go on after the womens match - youâre just a hardcore wrestler.
Be it âNo you canât join our inaugural tournament, because youâve been too successful elsewhereâ or âNo you donât count, your success has been outside of this federationâ itâs one or the other, and nobody seems to know which one, nobody seems capable of deciding. So as usual, I roll with the punches, Iâve rolled with them in FIRESIDE, Iâve rolled with them in NLW, in GUNS, and even IPW.
Not to mention Oh, Violent Night one and two - but youâre just salty because you werenât invited.
{Wink, itâs funny âcuz itâs true.}
You used to proclaim yourself as the most violent, the absolute ârecklessâ nature of you was enough to scare people away. Now, all of a sudden, you think youâre godâs gift to wrestling, when the short of it is - I kicked Godâs ass in my last World Title victory, you were busy being the devilâs bitch after your heart attack.
Oh, I know you told everyone it was something elseâŠ
{He raises a hand to the side of his mouth, pretending to be talking secretly.}
Problem is, itâs on record. Hell you can go watch Spike Kane trying to grieve for his brother in the Spike Kane section of the XHF Network - quick hint, itâs under IWFâŠbut anyway, I grieved for you once, even if we werenât talking at the time, but I wonât grieve this timeâŠ.fuck it Brad, Iâm here not just to shut you the fuck up for once, but Iâm here to send you back to hell. Nobody wants you here, nobody ever wanted you here, you belong in hell - just like I do - and if I have to be the one to send you there? Then so be it, Iâm ok with that, because Iâve made me peace with it all Bradley.
Youâre not my brother.
{Nope.}
Youâve never acted like a brother.
{Nope.}
Instead, youâre just like Dad. You see me as a weapon, and nothing else, Iâm not a person to you - and I donât think I ever have been, but you have to remember BradleyâŠ.
Iâm the one who put that abusive cunt in the ground.
{The fire returns to Spikeâs eyes with a pure intensity.}
Now itâs time to do the same to you.
Once, and for all.
{Spike glares into the camera, no catchphrases, no one liners, no jokes, he simply stares trying to control his breathing as his fists clenched so tight, at the last second, just before we cut we can see specks of blood dripping from both fists, before we cut away.}
âIâve come here to kill you.
Wonât leave until youâve died.
Murder born of vengeance.
I close my brothers eyes, tonight.â