Ecstasy Foot Jobs and Binding (AVB-EOD(

[RattyMcDaddy]

Fumbling can be heard, then the flipping of a switch, as a dim light and the sound of a reel to reel picks up. An image of a super young Alexander Von Blankenship flashes on the wall. He is wearing a leather jacket, his bling hair slicked back yet still you can still see the curls. A toothpick hanging from his mouth.

His Cheshire Cat smile is still evident, even at this young age as he tried to smirk and smug for the camera.

Say hello to the bad guy. Here I am, the Revolutionary Rebel, and this revolution will be televised.

The tape freezes, and then melts after the few worlds from a young Blessed one. The camera turns to reveal AVB, sitting.

Oh the good old days, am I right? When kids would act like their heroes, and if you couldn't tell, mine was my father. But whats the saying? You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the Villain?

The Blessed One rubs the hairs on the end of his pointed chin in ponderence. Clear eyed he continues.

But what if you were that kid that never wanted to be the hero? Never wanted to be the one to save the day. What if instead you were the kid that wanted to destroy all of the heroes, to batter and beat them in front of their adoring public. You see, some of us are just built different. We don't all want to be Police Officers, Fire Fighters, Astronauts, or Doctors when we grow up. Some of us, the rare chosen breed want to be so much more than that. When I was a kid I wanted to be bigger than the Bad Guy I was pretending to be in that home video, I wanted to be more devious, more conniving, and more hated that the most hated man in XHF history. I am well on my way to checking off every box on little Blessed Ones checklist, and End Of Days is providing me a stage to show the world. You see, up until now I have been pretty much stand alone in Hardkore World, bar a Rumble or some other small network event booking. What have I been doing in Hardkore World, you may be asking? Well, thanks for asking, and let me tell you.

Alexander stands up and begins counting on his fingers with every achievement he calls out.

I have created and cultivated one of the most dominant factions in the entire XHF Network, The Anointed. I am the reigning, defending, Hardkore World Tag Team Champion. I have beaten every Johnny Come lately flavored of the week that has been put in front of me. I have beaten former World Champions, forever Tag Team Champions. I have shattered........fucking shattered......every legend that the Hardkore World has thrown in my way.

AVB takes a deep breath.

By shattered, I don't mean the literal definition , as that they were broken into pieces. I mean shattered as in beaten, broken, and emotionally distressed by the entire experience of being in the ring with me. So what does my first match at End of Day hold? The Legendary EVK and the Legendary Steve Awesome...........I'm not really sure who the other guy is, so this will be the last I speak about him........meh.

AVB shoots a whatever look at the camera.

Now EVK, you shitty little Hot Topic Employee of the Month, you spooky little Spirit Halloween come to life, you knock off Nancy from the Craft. For those of you who have no idea what the Craft is, its a 1996 movie. After transferring to a Los Angeles high school, Sarah, played by Robin Thuney, who is the pathetic Heroine,finds that her telekinetic gift appeals to a group of three wannabe witches, who happen to be seeking a fourth member for their rituals. Bonnie, played by Neve Campbell, who I may or may not have met at a Rave and got a really intense Ecstasy foot job from, Rochelle, portrayed by Rachel True and Nancy, Fairuza Balk, aka AVK, like Sarah herself, all have troubled backgrounds, which combined with their nascent powers lead to dangerous consequences. When a minor spell causes a Rochelle to lose her hair, AVK, Nancy, grows power-mad. Jesus.....that plot kind of sounds like EVK and Donzigs relationship. Except Donzigs doesn't lose his hair, he loses matches and then whines about it, the EVK goes power-mad.

AVB thinks for a moment.

No matter, back to my point, your a name EVK, a legendary name that I am going to add to my list. You see, you have never met a mother fucker like me. Talent for days, I got these Top Ramon curls for the girls, a smile that makes the panties melt off of MILFs and Egirls alike, and commitment in my soul to Shatter you EVK, just like I have done Marty Donovan. Just like I did to Cris Angel, and Super Bukakke Presents: All over EVKs face, or whatever their names were, you guys know who I'm talking about? The fuck sticks from Japan. You see EVK, I am blessed with the blood of the devil running through my veins. The Gods from above , and below, have Anointed me as the Blessed One, and just like Sarah did to Nancy in The Craft, I bind you EVK, from doing harm to yourself by having to listen to Donzig complain any more, and from causing harm to others, by having me kick the holy spooky ghost outta your bitch ass at End of Days in Vegas.

Alexander does the cross symbol with his hands and mouths the words "Amen" before smirking into the camera.

I guess that just leaves Steve Awesome. My guy. My stablemate. My brother from another mother. My co-conspirator in the destruction of Marty Donovan, and the true rise of the Anointed.

AVB smiles into the camera, but that is soon replaced by a dead pan look.

Doesn't mean I won't fight you though. My legacy, my childhood checklist, and my destiny are all bigger than anything you and I are Steve. Nothing personal. We can fight, and then go back to work with the Anointed like nothing happened. I'm sure there are warehouse workers in Milwaukee that do that shit all the time. I won't have any hard feelings about it. But I mean, I'm going to win and advance, so why would I have hard feelings, right? But you, I mean, if you don't make it through, you might be a little butt hurt, but hey, that sounds like a you problem, not an AVB, Anointed type of issue. You can work that shit out with EVK and whoever the screw job that is the fourth in this match, I mean you should be able to beat him, even though you're almost AARP age, and have been stabbed multiple times by a dude who is old enough to be my Grandpa's Grandpa.

Alexanders thoughts wonder off again before he brings himself back in.

Look Steve, all I'm saying is, I'm advancing in the End of Days tournament, you just make sure you do too. I'm not saying it isn't all for one and one for all here, Steve-o, I'm just saying that I'm looking out for numero uno here.

AVB then holds a thumbs up, and points it towards himself.

Hasbulla then comes running into the room, he is decked out in a red Adidas sweat suit, waving a phone around.

AVB looks at him, then to the phone.

Ahh shit, gotta go. Me and Hassi have a date in Vegas with Yung Gravy at Life is Beautiful Festival tonight. Y'all, take it easy, and don't be Sleezy.

AVB walks off camera and the scene fades to black.