Post by dylanblack on Aug 8, 2023 23:10:51 GMT -6
-A camera crew is filming the backstage area after the last anonymous tv, and several officials are trying to hold Dreadvan down on an examination table. Despite a hefty amount of blood both on Dread and the officials from struggling with him, it does not seem to be slowing the demon down. Several times even during the brief period of filming, a man is flung nearly clear across the room.
Despite the yelling and grunting of all featured parties, a distinct knock resonates through the scene. While most pay it no mind the camera operator does pan the shot towards the doorway. Carrying a white box and clad in a fine suit, a chill can almost be felt by the viewer at the sight of him. The man pulls his shades down for a second to purvey the room, and smirks. The man was none other than Duke Kosloff.
Duke would press on carrying the box and move some of the men retraining Dreadvan by pulling them back from their shoulders with his free hand. Most would fall on their rear as he did so. Dreadvan, almost involuntarily and certainly caught in the moment would swing in Duke's direction. Duke would casually step back and scold the wild man with a simple "tsk tsk," and then offered a few words.-
"Oh come on now big boy, that's no way to greet a guest. I even brought you a gift."
-Duke plops the box on Dreadvan's stomach, Dreadvan noticing that it's Duke now. Curious though, Dreadvan opens the box and inside is a large cake. Dreadvan digs his hands in the center of it and starts stuffing his face. Still a bit skeptical though, the demon, mouth full, replies.-
"Why the hell are you here anyway? You want to be the first to get their ass beat?"
-Duke takes off his sunglasses and tucks them away in his front shirt pocket.-
"I'm here to talk business."
"The only business I care about right now is murdering those punks in AVA. Acting all high and mighty in a group I'm gonn---"
-Dreadvan tries to get up again but this time he's in a large amount of pain. Perhaps not fully over the recent match with Blake Luthor, and particularly the attack he just suffered. Duke, pats the big man on his arm, before quickly pulling his hand back and wiping it with a handkerchief he had pulled out of his pocket.-
"Uh...there there Dreaddy, that can all wait, and besides that's part of the reason I'm here. You see, I'm not a fan of AVA either. But this business is bigger than them too."
-Dreadvan goes back to clawing at the cake and forcing it into his mouth and nods along.-
"I'm a changed man Dread. I'm thinking grander by the day. It's time for me to show the world the devil has yet another face. AXW is a small pond for people like you and I. I'm ready to make real waves. I thought Chaos was going to be enough to get me where I wanted, but that didn't end the way I hoped."
-Dreadvan tosses the now near empty box off his chest and wipes his mouth with an arm. Duke, almost a bit disgusted offers the handkerchief to which Dreadvan just cleans his ears with as he speaks.-
"Yeah yeah you're life is hard, sometimes my dick is too, what's the point?"
"Vulgar as ever. Listen, I know I can do it alone but I'd rather not. Smart people get what they want on the backs of others. As much as I hate to admit it, that's the story of nearly everyone successful in this business. But I'd rather stand on the shoulders of a giant now, if you get my point."
-Dreadvan shakes his head that he does not.-
"I want to team up with you Dread. I know we've had our differences in the past, I know we almost caused an all out war. But can you think of a pair that could even enter the same building knowing we're waiting for them on the inside?"
"I don't need anybody. I got this far on my own. I lost everything on the way I thought I had. Why even bother?"
"It's like I said before, why waste your energy? Think about it this way, what's nicer? Feeding yourself, or getting fed?"
-Dreadvan rubs his chin very deep in thought.-
"Look, think it over. I'll prove to you why this makes sense."
-Duke gets up gives a small bow before leaving the room, the demon still lost in his own head.-
Despite the yelling and grunting of all featured parties, a distinct knock resonates through the scene. While most pay it no mind the camera operator does pan the shot towards the doorway. Carrying a white box and clad in a fine suit, a chill can almost be felt by the viewer at the sight of him. The man pulls his shades down for a second to purvey the room, and smirks. The man was none other than Duke Kosloff.
Duke would press on carrying the box and move some of the men retraining Dreadvan by pulling them back from their shoulders with his free hand. Most would fall on their rear as he did so. Dreadvan, almost involuntarily and certainly caught in the moment would swing in Duke's direction. Duke would casually step back and scold the wild man with a simple "tsk tsk," and then offered a few words.-
"Oh come on now big boy, that's no way to greet a guest. I even brought you a gift."
-Duke plops the box on Dreadvan's stomach, Dreadvan noticing that it's Duke now. Curious though, Dreadvan opens the box and inside is a large cake. Dreadvan digs his hands in the center of it and starts stuffing his face. Still a bit skeptical though, the demon, mouth full, replies.-
"Why the hell are you here anyway? You want to be the first to get their ass beat?"
-Duke takes off his sunglasses and tucks them away in his front shirt pocket.-
"I'm here to talk business."
"The only business I care about right now is murdering those punks in AVA. Acting all high and mighty in a group I'm gonn---"
-Dreadvan tries to get up again but this time he's in a large amount of pain. Perhaps not fully over the recent match with Blake Luthor, and particularly the attack he just suffered. Duke, pats the big man on his arm, before quickly pulling his hand back and wiping it with a handkerchief he had pulled out of his pocket.-
"Uh...there there Dreaddy, that can all wait, and besides that's part of the reason I'm here. You see, I'm not a fan of AVA either. But this business is bigger than them too."
-Dreadvan goes back to clawing at the cake and forcing it into his mouth and nods along.-
"I'm a changed man Dread. I'm thinking grander by the day. It's time for me to show the world the devil has yet another face. AXW is a small pond for people like you and I. I'm ready to make real waves. I thought Chaos was going to be enough to get me where I wanted, but that didn't end the way I hoped."
-Dreadvan tosses the now near empty box off his chest and wipes his mouth with an arm. Duke, almost a bit disgusted offers the handkerchief to which Dreadvan just cleans his ears with as he speaks.-
"Yeah yeah you're life is hard, sometimes my dick is too, what's the point?"
"Vulgar as ever. Listen, I know I can do it alone but I'd rather not. Smart people get what they want on the backs of others. As much as I hate to admit it, that's the story of nearly everyone successful in this business. But I'd rather stand on the shoulders of a giant now, if you get my point."
-Dreadvan shakes his head that he does not.-
"I want to team up with you Dread. I know we've had our differences in the past, I know we almost caused an all out war. But can you think of a pair that could even enter the same building knowing we're waiting for them on the inside?"
"I don't need anybody. I got this far on my own. I lost everything on the way I thought I had. Why even bother?"
"It's like I said before, why waste your energy? Think about it this way, what's nicer? Feeding yourself, or getting fed?"
-Dreadvan rubs his chin very deep in thought.-
"Look, think it over. I'll prove to you why this makes sense."
-Duke gets up gives a small bow before leaving the room, the demon still lost in his own head.-