Post by Doomsday on Jan 9, 2009 12:57:15 GMT -5
[The camera fades in to reveal a dark hospital room. The moon shines in brightly through window, casting light across the floor and shadows on the wall. Light crawls across the face of a man in the hospital bed. It is revealed to be Spawn. Several bandages are wrapped around his head. The faint hum of all of the machines can be heard whirring away. The scene is peaceful, if not a bit eerie. The door opens, casting light into the room, but Spawn does not stir. A silhouette steps in to the light of the door and it slowly closes. The camera moves closer to Spawn's unconscious face. A few moments pass and a clicking sound can be heard]
Voice: Spawn... Wake up...
[Spawn's eyes begin to open as the camera begins to pull back to reveal Spawn's wrists have been handcuffed to the bed. Spawn tries to yank at the handcuffs, but in his weakened state, is unable to do anything effective]
Voice: I've looked over your charts...
Voice: ...and it doesn't look good. So, I've been sent to bring you something.
[Doomsday steps in from off screen, the EWA Tag Team Championship in his hand. He smiles as he moves the title close to Spawn]
Doomsday: I want you to remember what it's like to feel gold one more time before you retire into oblivion.
[Doomsday pulls back his arm and strikes Spawn right in the skull with the title]
Doomsday: The Rebellion doesn't deal in obsoletes!
[Doomsday crushes the title against Spawn's face again. Blood has begun to trickle down from the bandages on Spawn's head. Doomsday leans his face in real close so it is almost directly next to Spawn's. He presses the title into Spawn's face]
Doomsday: We're done with you... You're fired...
[Doomsday pulls out of frame and a crumpled up pink slip gets dropped into frame. Spawn tries to stir, but is unable to do so as the sound of a sadistic laughing moves away. The door opens, with the same silhouette before closing again as the camera fades to black]
TBC: END
Voice: Spawn... Wake up...
[Spawn's eyes begin to open as the camera begins to pull back to reveal Spawn's wrists have been handcuffed to the bed. Spawn tries to yank at the handcuffs, but in his weakened state, is unable to do anything effective]
Voice: I've looked over your charts...
Voice: ...and it doesn't look good. So, I've been sent to bring you something.
[Doomsday steps in from off screen, the EWA Tag Team Championship in his hand. He smiles as he moves the title close to Spawn]
Doomsday: I want you to remember what it's like to feel gold one more time before you retire into oblivion.
[Doomsday pulls back his arm and strikes Spawn right in the skull with the title]
Doomsday: The Rebellion doesn't deal in obsoletes!
[Doomsday crushes the title against Spawn's face again. Blood has begun to trickle down from the bandages on Spawn's head. Doomsday leans his face in real close so it is almost directly next to Spawn's. He presses the title into Spawn's face]
Doomsday: We're done with you... You're fired...
[Doomsday pulls out of frame and a crumpled up pink slip gets dropped into frame. Spawn tries to stir, but is unable to do so as the sound of a sadistic laughing moves away. The door opens, with the same silhouette before closing again as the camera fades to black]
TBC: END