DarkReign666
Banned
The time is now, the place is inside the infamous city of Brooklyn, New York. It’s nightfall and the big bright moon glows and makes all of the enormous skyscrapers glitter and sparkly in the shadows of the night. Not a single soul dares to walk these streets at night where mad men roam. Violence is always near as every alley or street you walk by, the noise of gun shots and screaming victims echoes in the shadows. Evil is awaken when the sun goes down.
A man slowly paces the sidewalk under the big lights. As he journey’s to his destination he listens. A cold chill is caused by a light breeze and he can hear the whistling from the wind. For a moment there’s a time of peace and sanity but only for a moment. Right now it’s too dark to see who is brave enough to challenge the streets of Brooklyn. But his foot steps are heavy and his breathing is familiar. From what the camera can pick up, he is wearing a long black trench coat. As the wind blusters by his coat flutters and he is wearing underneath a dark gray business suit and tie. The man pauses for a minute and pulls out a golden lighter and lights a Cuban cigar.
The smoke rises to the street lamps that stand tall. As he lights the cigar a glow brightens more of a picture for the audience to see. He takes a step towards the street light and leans against the pole and the light reveals that it’s none other than ’The Italian Bruiser’ Reuben Fasco...
Fasco: ‘Well, well, well’. ‘Here I stand back home once again’. ‘It feels good to be back home’. ‘That was a dreadful road trip with the GXW’. ‘But look at me’. ‘I’m still standing, I am standing on my own two feet’. ‘Sounds like some people couldn’t get the job done’. ‘We’ll do it again one more time before hit the big PPV’. ‘GXW has thrown everything at Reuben Fasco, they threw like half of their roster at me’. ‘It’s not going to be that easy to get rid of me’. ‘Not one bit fellas’. ‘I have far too much pride and respect in this company that I would throw my tail between my legs and hang the boots up for good’. ‘No way!’ ‘As long as one man stays in this company I’ll be here till the day I die’. ‘Right now I have a number one target’. ‘That man is none other than Gabriele Poe’. ‘The book has been written and soon we shall end the chapter Poe’. ‘It’s only a matter of time before you face the music’.
‘But I’m a patient man’. ‘I can wait it out a little bit longer’. ‘Although the urge is hard to hold down’. ‘There’s not a day that goes by I think about destroying your career’. ‘But I’ll save that for a big day’. ‘Trust me when I say that, I can destroy you Poe in the snap of my fingers’. ‘Oh yes!’ ‘Reuben Fasco is very much so still around’. ‘I won’t be going anywhere’. ‘Not until that bastard pays’. ‘Revenge?’ Vengeance?’ ‘Nope’. ‘It’s called pay backs are a b*tch’. ‘The clock is ticking Poe’. ‘When the clock strikes, there’s no where to run and no where to hide’. ‘Let this feud be a lesson to others that you do not cross the Bruiser’. ‘Never!’
‘You messed with the wrong man’. ‘If there’s one thing you could ever do wrong is get in the way of someone from the streets of Brooklyn’. ‘No more fun and games’. ‘Remember the old saying... Whoever laughs first, loses in end!!’ ‘No I’m not just Italian’. ‘I’m ’The Italian Bruiser’ Reuben Fasco!!!’
A man slowly paces the sidewalk under the big lights. As he journey’s to his destination he listens. A cold chill is caused by a light breeze and he can hear the whistling from the wind. For a moment there’s a time of peace and sanity but only for a moment. Right now it’s too dark to see who is brave enough to challenge the streets of Brooklyn. But his foot steps are heavy and his breathing is familiar. From what the camera can pick up, he is wearing a long black trench coat. As the wind blusters by his coat flutters and he is wearing underneath a dark gray business suit and tie. The man pauses for a minute and pulls out a golden lighter and lights a Cuban cigar.
The smoke rises to the street lamps that stand tall. As he lights the cigar a glow brightens more of a picture for the audience to see. He takes a step towards the street light and leans against the pole and the light reveals that it’s none other than ’The Italian Bruiser’ Reuben Fasco...
Fasco: ‘Well, well, well’. ‘Here I stand back home once again’. ‘It feels good to be back home’. ‘That was a dreadful road trip with the GXW’. ‘But look at me’. ‘I’m still standing, I am standing on my own two feet’. ‘Sounds like some people couldn’t get the job done’. ‘We’ll do it again one more time before hit the big PPV’. ‘GXW has thrown everything at Reuben Fasco, they threw like half of their roster at me’. ‘It’s not going to be that easy to get rid of me’. ‘Not one bit fellas’. ‘I have far too much pride and respect in this company that I would throw my tail between my legs and hang the boots up for good’. ‘No way!’ ‘As long as one man stays in this company I’ll be here till the day I die’. ‘Right now I have a number one target’. ‘That man is none other than Gabriele Poe’. ‘The book has been written and soon we shall end the chapter Poe’. ‘It’s only a matter of time before you face the music’.
‘But I’m a patient man’. ‘I can wait it out a little bit longer’. ‘Although the urge is hard to hold down’. ‘There’s not a day that goes by I think about destroying your career’. ‘But I’ll save that for a big day’. ‘Trust me when I say that, I can destroy you Poe in the snap of my fingers’. ‘Oh yes!’ ‘Reuben Fasco is very much so still around’. ‘I won’t be going anywhere’. ‘Not until that bastard pays’. ‘Revenge?’ Vengeance?’ ‘Nope’. ‘It’s called pay backs are a b*tch’. ‘The clock is ticking Poe’. ‘When the clock strikes, there’s no where to run and no where to hide’. ‘Let this feud be a lesson to others that you do not cross the Bruiser’. ‘Never!’
‘You messed with the wrong man’. ‘If there’s one thing you could ever do wrong is get in the way of someone from the streets of Brooklyn’. ‘No more fun and games’. ‘Remember the old saying... Whoever laughs first, loses in end!!’ ‘No I’m not just Italian’. ‘I’m ’The Italian Bruiser’ Reuben Fasco!!!’