"You don't know me," a slow, shaky voice booms as we fade up. The scene is on the edge of a river bed, Dan Sommers standing on a few rocks looking out over the rushing river, Seamus McFadden, can in hand in an uncharacteristic black suit standing behind him. "Or maybe you do, but y'all will know me, thats for sure." He strokes the WILD International Championship slung over his shoulder as McFadden laughs.
"Ya see, Dan mah boy took his place in the stars," McFadden motions with his hands towards the sky in a circular motion. "He took the only remaining title youse had -- the WILD International Heavyweight Championship, right out of the hands of that shell of his former self, Sean Gabriel," Dan laughs out lout as McFadden joins him.
"This," Dan pats it again, proudly buffing it with the bottom of his tattered, sleeves-ripped-off flannel shirt. "This is what sep'rates me from the likes 'o y'all -- that I'm a winner, an y'all, well, ya ain't!"
The video plays of Dan's turn from many moons ago in Spunk Pro, as he hoists his partner, Hobo Joe onto his shoulders and cracks him with the Alabama Nightmare, leaving him in a bloody heap on the ground, being stretchered out.
"People sez I was losing it, that I ain't all right in the head, cracking my part'ner like that," he spits some black spit into the river. "I wadn't losing not'ing, what I was doing was breakin' free an' showin' the world I ain't gonna be no joke no mo'," he spits again as Seamus nods furiously.
"It was a breaking out for the times, a regular butterfly blossoming out of a worm and destroying everything in it's path!"
Another video airs, this one a one-by-one, slow-motion breakdown of everybody who has tasted the Alabama Nightmare in Spunk Pro in the past months since his turn; Hobo Joe, Bobo Gomez, Shogo Otsuka, YUSUKE, Spunk, Sean Gabriel, and lastly Paddy Baker, only that time coming down from a huge B.A.D. from Big T. One by one their skulls meet his knee with a loud crack.
"My knee is justice, my knee is the wrath of the south, the wrath of Alabama," he pauses. "My wrath will be felt, an' if you don't know me by now, when I step into that ring, you will know who I am. I ain't given no shit who you are, no McLanahan, no Dod, no Gabriel or anybody gun' stand in my way. This here belt is just the beginning," he laughs again. "Because when the Alabama Nightmare hits, you ain't gun' wake up."
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