Wrestler's Name:The Undertaker

Nicknames:Big Evil

Red Devil

American Badass

The Phenom

Big Evil Red DevilCareer Achievements:

WWE Undisputed Champion

WWE Tag Team Champion

WWE Hardcore Champion

FWW Hardcore Champion

wCw Tag Team Champion

[The scene opens up to show the outside of an old abandoned warehouse where there has obviously been very little,if any,life around the old building for a good amount of time. The sign on the side of the building reads "Hanson Fish Company,Established 1925". The camera moves slowly towards a door close to the loading dock and also covered in cobwebs. The man behind the camera slowly opens the door causing an eerie creeking to echo throughout the building. The camera man moves into the building where it is almost completely pitch black.]

[A slight fluttering of bird wings startles the already frightened camera man,who looks straight up to see a few birds creep out of a hole on the roof of the warehouse. The scene almost seems like something you'd see in a 90's horror movie as the camera crew attempts to figure out what in the worl is going on. Suddenly,red lights burst on from the ceiling. The camera looks up where the blackness has now been replaced,and now we can see around fifteen long chains hanging from the rafters. Among the steel chains,the camera catches a glimpse of a man standing on the cat walk high above the concrete floor. The camera looks closer as the man starts to move into the light. The mysterious man is then identified as The Undertaker.]

[Big Evil is dressed in his normal Red Devil t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans,along with a Deadman Inc. stocking cap on his head. Undertaker begins to maake his way towards the staircase leading to the floor and begins to talk. His deep voice bounces off the walls and back into Undertaker's face as he speaks into the camera.]

<*>The Undertaker<*>

You know something,up until these last couple days in my FWW career,I'd say that I've been an extremely cooperative man. The old FWW,they put me in match after match with people far beneath me,I'd win,and they'd go on to challenge for bigger titles than the Hardcore Title. Hey,that didn't chap my ass none. Then some time after that,Billy Gunn stopped me from beating the hell out of Scott Steiner. That I forgave too. But these last couple days have been nothing but blatant disrespect from everyone in that locker room. Scott Steiner wants to talk about how he's going to be FWW Champion,Kid Mortis wants a submission match with me,and Lance Storm wants me to become more fan friendly. That's the first of three different things I wanted to talk about,the first being our fearless leader Lance Storm. Storm,I don't really give a damn what the fans think of me and as far as I'm concerned,they can all rot in hell. They aren't the people that are taking me to the top of the FWW. It's me,all by myself with these two soupbones here to back me up. So if you wanna call a meeting and tell me how to treat other people go ahead. I could care less. But don't think for one minute you're going to tell me how to spend my time in the FWW. Storm,it really doesn't matter to me how high up in the ranks you are. Disrespect is disrespect,even if you're the owner of this damn company. You disrespect me and I'll make sure that you get buried.

[As The Undertaker finishes this first thought,he comes to the bottom of the stairwell he's been slowly creeping down for the past minute or so. Undertaker walks right up to the camera and looks a hole straight through it. You can literally see the breath coming from Undertaker's mout as he continues to talk.]

<*>The Undertaker<*>

Now onto the second thing I came here tonight to talk about. Hey,Scott Steiner. I was watching the little television set when you decided to spill your guts to Michael Cole in the interview room backstage. Steiner,you're a really big man when it comes to talking crapabout someone who isn't even around son. Whenever I'm not even at that arena,you decide to get an interview started and talk some kind of bullcrap about you becoming the first FWW Champion at Night to Remember. I'll admit that you and I have met inside that ring quite a few times. And somehow,one way or another,you always escape before I can finally put the finishing touches on you. And I know for a damned fact that you were the one who got that special referee match on the last Shockwave. You just wanted to mess with my head and beat the hell out of Fairy-dustand just watch me. You wanted me foaming at the mouth because I wanted to kick your teeth down your throat so damned bad. Steiner,I could tell while you were beating up Queer-Dust that you were just trying to drive me nuts. Guess what son. It worked pretty damned well. Steiner,I'm sick of all these mind games. I want you and me in the ring again. I don't really give a damn if it's for the FWW Title or not. Actually I do. But all I want to do Scott is to show you just what a real man can do in the ring. Steiner,just in case you've been living underneath a rock for the past decade-The Decade of Destruction-you know that if there's one thing the Undertaker hates is quitters. Steiner,I am in no way,shape or form the kind to just lay down and die. Soon as you get into that ring with me,you're gonna find out just why.

[Undertaker cracks a smile while still looking into the camera,then suddenly walks out the door. The camera man follows The Undertaker out and watches him hop onto his motorcycle. Taker puts on his sunglasses,but doesnt start up the Harley Davidson yet. Instead he looks back into the camera and talks again.]

<*>The Undertaker<*>

The last of the three things I'm gona talk about is my match tomorrow night against that little guy,Kid Mortis. Seems like he wants to face me in a submarino match,or something like that. Submission,that's what it's called. Mortis,I've done a lot of things in my career. But one of them isn't really being a submission wrestler. That must be the reason you wanted this match with me on Shockwave,because you think that you've found something that you're better at than me. I've got some bad news for you Kid. You will never be able to find something you're better at than me. I'll admit,I'm not exactly too good at making people tap out. But I'm pretty damned good at making people pass out. So kid Mortis,when you step into the ring with me on Shockwave,I wouldn't expect to be walking under your own control after the match. The way I figure,I just have to lay these soup bones into you for a few minutes then watch you lay in a puddle of your own blood. I'd take some notice in the things I was saying to Steiner earlier. I'm not the kind of person to lay down and die,and that's exactly what I'm going to prove on Shockwave.

<*>The Undertaker<*>

Kid Mortis,Shockwave is going to be your Judgment Day. And this time there will be no fogiveness.

[The Undertaker revs up his Harley once again and rides off into the sunset as the scene fades to black.]

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