Re: Chaos v Reynolds - PCX Title Tournament FINALS -
Dallas is shown sitting on a plane... he has a pillow behind his head and has his eyes closed. He opens them and shifts in his seat. He has both seats to himself since he's a decent sized person and the person next to him moved anyway. Dallas continues to move back and forth uneasily. A flight attendant walks by...
"Stewardess... stewardess, excuse me."
The lady stops near Dallas and sighs with her hand on her hip.
"It's flight attendant, what do you need its really late."
Dallas throws his hands up.
"Sorrrrry. I know its really late but I am really really hungry, do you have anything to eat."
The flight attendant looks around and sighs...
"It's almost 2 in the morning."
Dallas smiles.
"I know, trust me I know... but I'm hungry. I've got a lot on my mind, its first class for heaven sakes, I pay for your wage, please can I just have something to eat. I don't care if its those nasty peanuts you give coach... just please GIVE ME SOMETHING."
The flight attendant puts her finger to his mouth.
"Shhhh, sir... I'll get you something just don't wake everyone else up. We've got chocolate cake and..."
Dallas interrupts.
"Cake will be fine maam, thank you."
The flight attendant nods and throws her hair back.
"I'll give it to you in a few minutes, would you like a drink?"
Dallas drums his fingers on his tray table.
"Yeah, bring me a water."
The flight attendant nods and walks off. Dallas's leg begins to bounce.
"Wow, I cannot keep still tonight. Its almost 2 in the morning and I am as awake as ever. I can't stop thinking about this match, I can't stop thinking about the words Chaos has spoken... I just can't stop thinking about what I'm going to do. Chaos... who do you think you are? You're telling me I don't deserve to be here, that Reynolds had the spot. I beat Reynolds, Chaos... I beat him fair and square, I closed the coffin on his head. It was close... he gave me one hell of a fight, but I beat him Chaos. I'm not sure which match you were watching, but the match I saw I believe I won. You know, I enjoyed listening to you talk about the weapons with a huge huge smile on your face. You look like a little kid on Christmas in there Chaos. You are definitely at home in there, I'll give you that...but no matter how much you want to think it, it doesn't scare me.. it doesn't frustrate me... it only makes me more intense. You're talking about me being frustrated... and angry. Well I must admit I was angry, but frustrated... exactly about what Chaos. I don't care what you say out there, they're just words... they're wrong words, but just words none the less. You speak about being a legend in the game... you've been doing this for nine years... that doesn't make you better than me, it only makes you old. In a wrestling match, Chaos that would mean something but in a fight... hell son I've been fighting for years. I fought for a spot on the football team... I fought to rehab after my knee was blown out... I have fought everything. I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth like many think...and I'm working for what I've got now. Angry... yes I am angry but don't think its because you're just a great fuel to the fire... no its because that's how I get into it. I use my anger to fight... and in a wrestling match that might not be the smartest thing, but like we've already established... this isn't a wrestling match."
The flight attendant walks back by with a small plate of cake and water. She hands it to Dallas and he puts it on his tray. The flight attendant takes a fork and a napkin from her apron and hands them to Dallas. She smiles and begins to walk away.
"Thanks."
Dallas takes a bite of the cake... he then opens the bottled water and takes a drink.
"Not bad... not bad. Back to you Chaos... you really think what you did to get here is anything better than what I did? You pinned two people in the ring... TWO... yes we've got that established Chaos... TWO! You know what... those were also two people that weren't talented... were never going to be talented... and that's not me Chaos. YOu seem to have forgot or neglect to mention that I am a natural athlete. I played football in a collegiate level... it was war out there... I'm ready to go back. CHaos... the guys you beat, they have nothing on me, I can promise you that buddy. But whatever I say I know you're going to just forget about because you think I'm just another rookie talking a bunch of noise... guess I can't really blame you. You've got to start somewhere Chaos, and everyone has been a rookie even the great Chaos. You have told me nothing that I don't already know Dallas. You've used the most used lines in the book... you're going to make me famous? You're going to hurt me, you're going to make an example out of me. I've heard it all before... doesn't get any better the more I hear it. Chaos its put up or shut up time now... what you've done before, means nothing to me and shouldn't mean anything to you, unless you're one of those who dwells upon the past because of the fact the future isn't very bright for you. Are you one of those that sits back and thinks about what you could have done to be better... what you should have done to be better. Chaos, I want you to know something personal, I regret nothing. I leave it all on the line with everything I do, whether that be playing football or wrestling you. This match will be no different I will leave it all on the line. You are at home within all of those weapons... I'll leave you lying with those when I'm through. I'm confident... make sure you realize not cocky... that Im going to beat you, simply because Im more athletic than you."
Dallas takes another bite of the cake and drinks another swig of water.
"Chaos, you're full of many comments... basically you're full of yourself. I'm not riding on what I did in the past, in the battle royal, but you seem to be. You keep talking about it and making fun of it. I pointed out that I had done exactly what you had done to get here, even more... and you seem to try and twist it around to make yourself look better. You won't be doing any twisting around in the ring.. you can twist words but you can't twist actions and that's the only speaking that I will believe from you. I've watched your film Chaos, I've studied up and I know you can be beaten. That title is so close to you you can almost smell it, well its just as close to me... as it is to you and Chaos, my nose works just as well as yours does, at the moment. You cracked yourself up when you kicked that ladder down onto those chairs... you won't be laughing when the match starts. When that ladder clanks against those chairs... something will crack, but it won't be your smile. I can hang with you, Chaos... I will hang with you Chaos, everything you throw at me I will catch and throw right back at you... Chaos you sure you're ready? You've been in plenty of battles in the past... but has it ever been quite like this? I guess we won't know until Sunday. This plane is headed towards the same place you're standing and when we meet in there it won't be pretty. We have a lot in common Chaos... we're both stubborn, which one of us will cave? Will either of us cave? This match might go on all night long, I sure hope so. Another question you need to ask yourself is... does your big ass have enough endurance to outlast me? I loved your last few lines Chaos ohhhh no you ended Sinners career... did Sinner even have a career? You made Lombardi bleed... is that such a big deal? Oh but you're going to break me... wait not only that you're going to make me bleed... I knew that... you will bleed too... you're going to make me hurt...I don't mind a little pain oh and here's the clincher you're going to send me to hell... no son we're going to be IN hell. I suggest after our match you take some time off heal your bruised body and your bruised ego and learn some new lines to say because the ones you've spoke to me are outdated and thus ineffective. I'd say good luck Chaos... but I don't think it'll be about luck."
Dallas continues to eat his food as the plane continues toward Chaos.