Post by silverbaron on Nov 6, 2015 15:33:58 GMT -6
A/N: This takes place before the trip to Sioux Falls (in case if anyone got confused by the continuity between the Knights promos)
The hot steam and scalding water of a shower hit the skin of the Silver Baron, as he sat down in his shower stall in his apartment. He had just gotten back from the gym, and was due for one. However, after washing himself. He just sat there, as the water cascaded down on him, contemplating all that was going on.
The recent kidnapping of Fraser's Daughter, Ember, and now with the recent and more mysterious kidnapping of Skylar, the Silver Baron's mind has become clouded. Was he risking a mental relapse? Well it's unlikely, as he dd afterall defeat Oblivion, once and for all. But it's not stopping him from thinking of all the bad things he wants to do to his opponents, especially to Sin INC, the Five, and the Children of Nephilim, and not have any second thoughts about it.
Silver Baron: What has to be done in order to put a stop to this madness?
The Silver Baron knew that there was many possibilities. One included straight up murder, which he was not going to be above, IF absolutely needed. There was one option that he didn't want to do, but could admit that if his enemies did the dumbest thing possible, there will be no choice but to go that route regardless.
He then thought about last show, how he did defeat Michael Rivers. Despite the clusterfuck that was what happened after the main event, the Silver Baron smiled, as he knew he had one over Michael, and that pinfall was going to be the thing that would cause the proverbial support beams, to crumble.
Finally, he shut off the water, and got up. He stepped out, and grabbed a towel, to dry off. Once done, he got dressed in his usual attire for Pleasure Dome business. He stepped outside, and proceeded to walk into his building, and immediately went straight to his office. On his way, he texted Craven, to meet him up there.
Once inside his office, he grabbed a couple beers, and took off his long jacket. He now looked like he was in a silver suite, which of course, really looked good on him. He then heard a knock on the door. He opened to door, and smiled when Craven was there.
Craven: Hey boss. Umm...You called?
Silver Baron: Yeah. Come on in.
Craven did just that. He tensed up a bit for a second, before the Silver Baron handed him one of the beers he took out. Since they were cans, they each opened theirs up.
Silver Baron: How you been holding up Rick?
Craven: Honestly...Not well.
Silver Baron: I figured as such.
Craven sighed, as he sat down, and drank some of his beer. The Silver Baron reached into his desk, and pulled out a couple cigarettes. He offered one to craven, who accepted. The Silver Baron lit both up, and both began to smoke them.
Silver Baron: You know, you'd think that with all the shit, I'd be hitting the harder stuff. But...I don't know man.
Craven: Yeah I know.
Silver Baron: I also been meaning to say this for a while. I'm...Sorry about my actions earlier in the year. You know how everything was. Truthfully, You've kept the Knights together man, and for that I am, quite grateful.
Craven: Thanks boss. We're better as a unit, than at each others throats.
Silver Baron: Yet even still, we're still splintered up. What with Sin INC capturing Ember especially. Wouldn't be surprised if we had to bail Fraser's ass out o jail very soon.
Craven: Yeah no doubt.
Silver Baron: And then of course, there is Skylar. We don't know for sure who it is, but I think we can both agree who's the prime suspect.
Craven: Does it matter who decided to capture her? I'm going to find out either way! I didn't search for Skylar for most of my life thus far only to have her ripped away from me due to trying to get to me, or even you!
The Silver Baron smirked when he saw Craven's anger flare up. He nodded in full agreement with Craven. They both took a long drag from their cigarettes.
Silver Baron: I'm glad you think that way. We'll need every single bit of fight in us. You're not doing the dumb thing, and becoming a fucken drunken vegetable who has trigger flares.
Craven: Yeah, but I can't say I've been doing the same amount of drinking and other stuff. What about you though?
Silver Baron: Me? I'm....I'm just so damn concerned with things that I haven't done a line, or any E for a while. Probably good. But regardless, this shit needs to stop. I don't give a fuck who wants to bring us down, they wont. I know we'll succeed.
Craven: Why is that boss?
Silver Baron: Because...That's who we are. That's who YOU are. You will find Skylar, you'll even help find Ember. And then, we'll crush those who've been trying to make everyone else's life a living hell. Then...We celebrate.
Craven: Something to look forward to.
Silver Baron: Exactly.
Craven: By the way, I think I might have forgotten to say this, but congrats man.
Silver Baron: What for?
Craven: On going to be a dad.
Silver Baron: Oh that. Yeah thanks. It... Feels weird. Didn't think I would be one.
Craven: I'm more surprised you're not already one.
Silver Baron: Saying I'm a man-whore?
Craven: You said it, not me.
The two Sin City Knights laughed at that, knowing that is was basically true.
Silver Baron: Well, what can I say? I've just always been a ladies man at heart. Now I just have some working for me, and keeping them as safe as I can.
Craven smiled at that, and took another drag of his cigarette. The Silver Baron did the same, and sighed.
Craven: But...What if something were to happen to Lacey or even the baby after it's born? We both know kidnapping isn't above our enemies actions. Who's to say that won't happen?
The Silver Baron snorted, and chugged back some of his beer. Craven took a sip of his.
Silver Baron: I have been thinking of that. It will end bad for them. One reason, is because I've crippled a man over capturing one of my girls, nevermind the fact he was my fucken uncle. And two...I'm not even the worst thing that could happen to them.
Craven: Oh? Lacey's brother?
Silver Baron: Exactly. Unlike what Michael Rivers believes he is, I know Leon is truly, the devil's avatar. He's honest about his actions, he doesn't given a fuck about how much, or how little you do, he'll still cause you pain, and in the end, he cares only about chaos. But has enough room in that twisted soul of his to care for family, I guess.
Craven: Odd.
Silver Baron: Yeah.
Craven: Doesn't Michael claim he's the devil?
Silver Baron: He has, but that's only because he's spouting off how the path to hell is paved with good intentions. His 'good' intentions are bullshit anyways.
Craven: Maybe.
The two finished up their beers. Craven then butted out his cigarette. Craven noticed that the Silver Baron was starting to twitch a bit.
Craven: Boss you okay?
Silver Baron: I...I am. Just...thinking about that son of a bitch, and what he's done, and what he could do...As you can tell, it's been on my mind constantly. His mere presence...it pisses me off! Mark my fucken words Craven...we...will....KILL HIM!
Craven had a slightly concerned look, but nodded, in full understanding.
Craven: We will. We will make him pay for everything he's brought upon us. You have my word, I will stand by you through it all, to make sure he's dealt with permanently.
The Silver Baron sighed. He then smiled, before butting out his cigarette.
Silver Baron: Thank you Rick. I promise you, I'll do what I can to bring Skylar back. We'll get her home safe, along with Ember. I know somebody who I think could help.
Craven: Thanks. Anyways, I should head back to security.
Silver Baron: That's...Actually a good idea.
The two men chuckled, and shook hands. Craven then left the Silver Baron's office, leaving the hardcore pimp to himself.
Silver Baron: This...Next battle...I believe I can count on my partners. We're all proven to be battle tested. As for Michael and his Children...It's time for battle.
The Silver Baron chuckled for a second. He truly was gaining a more war-like mind, which he felt was needed for battling against Michael. He then suddenly got up, and went to his closet at the other end of the office, and pulled out his camcorder. He set it up, so that he could record down his thoughts and frustrations. He turned it on, before grabbing a bottle of water from his fridge, and sitting back down at his chair.
But inspite of knowing that people have his back in this battle, he still scowled, just on the fact it has come down to such a large scale, seemingly never ending fight.
Silver Baron: Many things have gone oh so wrong lately. We all know that. This...war that rages on with the Children of Nephilim...It's getting more and more agonizing. But inspite that, no matter how agonizing it is, the Children will fall. There are to many of us that wish to see an end to those brainwashed idiots, and of course by extension, their leader, Michael Rivers.
And of course, inspite of the fact the Children had laid us out, there was a major victory to be held. A very much psychological victory, that I will aim to repeat. That was of course, proving that Michael Rivers was defeatable. Especially since it was by my hand.
The Silver Baron smiled, as he uncapped his water bottle. The pinfall he gotover Michael Rivers did fill the Silver Baron with pride, and focus, because he had managed to scorea big win. But he knew that couldn't be the only one. He, along with everyone else who wants to see the Children of Nephilim be destroyed for good, had to keep winning, in order to do that.
Silver Baron: Inspite that, He still stands strong. That cannot be allowed to continue. Because people like him are to damn set in their fucken ways, that if one person goes against his 'beliefs' there will be 'Hell' to pay. It's like I'm going up against terrorists, or a hardcore catholic. Matter of fact, labeling you Michael Rivers a terrorist, is about as accurate as one could get.
Because let's face it, the whole 'live by the rules I set or pay the consequences thing' sounds exactly like a fucken terrorist!
The Silver Baron scowled again, before taking a big gulp of his water. He sighed, before continuing.
Silver Baron: This Mayhem of course, I am set to face you and Danika again, along with a mystery partner. But this time, instead of being joined by Freeman, I'm being joined by two champions, Amy Zing and Bethany Kenyon. The TV champion, and North American champion...Respectively of course.
They are both two of the toughest ladies here in UWA. Hell, Bethany was even the third world champion in UWA, and quite possibly, the least expected to win it, but was also proved every single day why she was. Especially against others who sought to ruin her, whether be by attacking her family, he friends, or even her addictions. Yet she kept going, and even when she lost the championship to Sentinel, she got right back up to face her own sister. Her own...bratty...self righteous...demanding...bitch of a twin sister. Now I can't say for certain I know what it's like to go against the one person you thought the most and just be so mentally fucked by said person, but Bethany does. And she overcame Ashley, won the North American title, becoming the most accomplished wrestler in the entire UWA roster.
That's also on top of the fact she was part of the group that humiliated the Children last year, even if the 'leadership' was different.
My other partner, is the only two time champion in UWA currently, in Amy Zing. Now while she doesn't have nearly the accomplishments here in UWA that Bethany has, she has proven to be quite a formidable fighter. Hell, she injured a VERY tough gal in a state of rage. I'm certain Amy's rage towards you is alot more then what she had towards Lacey. What with doing something to an old friend of hers.
Then you have me. A former schizophrenic who loves a good fight, has been part of some great matches here in UWA, along with the fact that I am actually protective of my girls. Remember Stalker Knight? Probably not, because you Michael in particular, weren't here at the time. He decided to capture one of my girls, one of the ones I usually do bring to the ring with me, though for obvious reasons, won't be for the time being...Since Stalker Knight did that, who is of course, my fucken uncle...He did have a promising career before that, what with pinning the champion at the time, Aerynn Donnelly. After fucking with me, he's had no choice but to retire, as I fucked him up so bad, and I wasn't even letting Oblivion into the mix, which took a great deal of effort I might add.
The Silver Baron chuckled at that memory, clearly remembering the street fight he and Stalker Knight had last year. He took quick sip of his water, before continuing.
Silver Baron: Should I continue Michael? What about who pinned you...the first since your big reveal. Now granted, it wasn't all my work, but I will still take pride in it, because afterall...you took your eyes off the ball. You got distracted. One tiny distraction, is all I need to land a significant blow.
I doubt you'll make the same mistake, but your pride has been wounded, and I will take full advantage of that.
The Silver Baron smirked, before he began to briefly chuckle.
Silver Baron: What about you though? What do you have? A mysterious person, and of course, Danika. An ex therapist you somehow seduced into being your harbinger. Your messenger. Don't get me wrong, she is quite a valuable asset, unlike Joshua, or anyone else associated with the children...But no matter what, she is still just a human, and it will take alot more then just a couple weeks to heal from being concussed, after Freeman knocked her the fuck out.
And you're X factor? Your mysterious person? After all the lunatics....Myself included...That have littered UWA since day one, what the fuck can one more do, that hasn't already been done? Face it Michael, you're at a tactical disadvantage in this match. Sure your followers could help you, but that would only serve to prove two things. One, you can't really get shit done by yourself. And two, your need to look strong, making your followers potentially sacrificing themselves, outweighs your ability to actually be strong.
Face it Michael...you're nothing more then the biggest attention whore in here, demanding that everyone listen to you, about your narcissistic views, you're over glorification, and your methods to indoctrinate those fools who follow you.
You're no fucken devil, inspite of your claims. The devil I believe, is honest, and doesn't give a fuck about what, or who you've done, you're gonna hurt either way, for no particular reason, other than he can, and exercises that right. You believe that everyone should follow your ways, or be destroyed. Sounds more like god, doesn't it? Yet God has to be the biggest bullshitter ever. If you fancy yourself being a God, then by all means, keep bullshitting. It's all you're good at in the end, and everyone will know it, especially your children. As for overcoming you, well I'll be one of the many ready to come in and slay you. Difference between me and everyone else...I am more like you then you think.
The Silver Baron still had his smirk present, but it slowly began to fade. He remembered when Michael was first going after him. With that in mind, he took another swig of his water, before resuming his thoughts.
Silver Baron: Actually, thinking on that, maybe you already knew. You did go after me for various reasons first, did you not? Regardless of that, we are similar. Main differences are, I don't hide, I don't brainwash, and I don't bullshit!
The Silver Baron sighed, before he would finish his water. He tossed away the bottle, before running his fingers though his hair. Then then intertwined his fingers, with his elbows propped up on his desk, leaning his head on top of his bridged fingers.
Silver Baron: All the steps we take, all the moves we make...All the pain at stake. I can see all of this chaos for everyone. But hey, who are we, and what can we do?
As I said Michael...You and I are same in the way that we have our own styles that we won't change. Yours is filled with evil and mine's not....And in the end, there is no way I can lose!
I have confidence in my team. Your words can't shake us Michael. All the actions you've been doing, from the indoctrination, to what you did to Bethany last week, and everything in between....You've only served to piss everyone off, and we're coming for your head.
You wanted this war? Well be careful what you wish for. Your army will be defeated, and you, will be finished! So get used to what happened in our match last week. It's what's coming to you again.
The Silver Baron chuckled again, with every bit of intention of ending Michael Rivers and the Children of Nephilim, by any means necessary. With that, he got up, and shut off his camcorder, having nothing else to say for the time being.
For now, all that was on the Silver Baron's mind, was ending this war, no matter what, or when.
The hot steam and scalding water of a shower hit the skin of the Silver Baron, as he sat down in his shower stall in his apartment. He had just gotten back from the gym, and was due for one. However, after washing himself. He just sat there, as the water cascaded down on him, contemplating all that was going on.
The recent kidnapping of Fraser's Daughter, Ember, and now with the recent and more mysterious kidnapping of Skylar, the Silver Baron's mind has become clouded. Was he risking a mental relapse? Well it's unlikely, as he dd afterall defeat Oblivion, once and for all. But it's not stopping him from thinking of all the bad things he wants to do to his opponents, especially to Sin INC, the Five, and the Children of Nephilim, and not have any second thoughts about it.
Silver Baron: What has to be done in order to put a stop to this madness?
The Silver Baron knew that there was many possibilities. One included straight up murder, which he was not going to be above, IF absolutely needed. There was one option that he didn't want to do, but could admit that if his enemies did the dumbest thing possible, there will be no choice but to go that route regardless.
He then thought about last show, how he did defeat Michael Rivers. Despite the clusterfuck that was what happened after the main event, the Silver Baron smiled, as he knew he had one over Michael, and that pinfall was going to be the thing that would cause the proverbial support beams, to crumble.
Finally, he shut off the water, and got up. He stepped out, and grabbed a towel, to dry off. Once done, he got dressed in his usual attire for Pleasure Dome business. He stepped outside, and proceeded to walk into his building, and immediately went straight to his office. On his way, he texted Craven, to meet him up there.
Once inside his office, he grabbed a couple beers, and took off his long jacket. He now looked like he was in a silver suite, which of course, really looked good on him. He then heard a knock on the door. He opened to door, and smiled when Craven was there.
Craven: Hey boss. Umm...You called?
Silver Baron: Yeah. Come on in.
Craven did just that. He tensed up a bit for a second, before the Silver Baron handed him one of the beers he took out. Since they were cans, they each opened theirs up.
Silver Baron: How you been holding up Rick?
Craven: Honestly...Not well.
Silver Baron: I figured as such.
Craven sighed, as he sat down, and drank some of his beer. The Silver Baron reached into his desk, and pulled out a couple cigarettes. He offered one to craven, who accepted. The Silver Baron lit both up, and both began to smoke them.
Silver Baron: You know, you'd think that with all the shit, I'd be hitting the harder stuff. But...I don't know man.
Craven: Yeah I know.
Silver Baron: I also been meaning to say this for a while. I'm...Sorry about my actions earlier in the year. You know how everything was. Truthfully, You've kept the Knights together man, and for that I am, quite grateful.
Craven: Thanks boss. We're better as a unit, than at each others throats.
Silver Baron: Yet even still, we're still splintered up. What with Sin INC capturing Ember especially. Wouldn't be surprised if we had to bail Fraser's ass out o jail very soon.
Craven: Yeah no doubt.
Silver Baron: And then of course, there is Skylar. We don't know for sure who it is, but I think we can both agree who's the prime suspect.
Craven: Does it matter who decided to capture her? I'm going to find out either way! I didn't search for Skylar for most of my life thus far only to have her ripped away from me due to trying to get to me, or even you!
The Silver Baron smirked when he saw Craven's anger flare up. He nodded in full agreement with Craven. They both took a long drag from their cigarettes.
Silver Baron: I'm glad you think that way. We'll need every single bit of fight in us. You're not doing the dumb thing, and becoming a fucken drunken vegetable who has trigger flares.
Craven: Yeah, but I can't say I've been doing the same amount of drinking and other stuff. What about you though?
Silver Baron: Me? I'm....I'm just so damn concerned with things that I haven't done a line, or any E for a while. Probably good. But regardless, this shit needs to stop. I don't give a fuck who wants to bring us down, they wont. I know we'll succeed.
Craven: Why is that boss?
Silver Baron: Because...That's who we are. That's who YOU are. You will find Skylar, you'll even help find Ember. And then, we'll crush those who've been trying to make everyone else's life a living hell. Then...We celebrate.
Craven: Something to look forward to.
Silver Baron: Exactly.
Craven: By the way, I think I might have forgotten to say this, but congrats man.
Silver Baron: What for?
Craven: On going to be a dad.
Silver Baron: Oh that. Yeah thanks. It... Feels weird. Didn't think I would be one.
Craven: I'm more surprised you're not already one.
Silver Baron: Saying I'm a man-whore?
Craven: You said it, not me.
The two Sin City Knights laughed at that, knowing that is was basically true.
Silver Baron: Well, what can I say? I've just always been a ladies man at heart. Now I just have some working for me, and keeping them as safe as I can.
Craven smiled at that, and took another drag of his cigarette. The Silver Baron did the same, and sighed.
Craven: But...What if something were to happen to Lacey or even the baby after it's born? We both know kidnapping isn't above our enemies actions. Who's to say that won't happen?
The Silver Baron snorted, and chugged back some of his beer. Craven took a sip of his.
Silver Baron: I have been thinking of that. It will end bad for them. One reason, is because I've crippled a man over capturing one of my girls, nevermind the fact he was my fucken uncle. And two...I'm not even the worst thing that could happen to them.
Craven: Oh? Lacey's brother?
Silver Baron: Exactly. Unlike what Michael Rivers believes he is, I know Leon is truly, the devil's avatar. He's honest about his actions, he doesn't given a fuck about how much, or how little you do, he'll still cause you pain, and in the end, he cares only about chaos. But has enough room in that twisted soul of his to care for family, I guess.
Craven: Odd.
Silver Baron: Yeah.
Craven: Doesn't Michael claim he's the devil?
Silver Baron: He has, but that's only because he's spouting off how the path to hell is paved with good intentions. His 'good' intentions are bullshit anyways.
Craven: Maybe.
The two finished up their beers. Craven then butted out his cigarette. Craven noticed that the Silver Baron was starting to twitch a bit.
Craven: Boss you okay?
Silver Baron: I...I am. Just...thinking about that son of a bitch, and what he's done, and what he could do...As you can tell, it's been on my mind constantly. His mere presence...it pisses me off! Mark my fucken words Craven...we...will....KILL HIM!
Craven had a slightly concerned look, but nodded, in full understanding.
Craven: We will. We will make him pay for everything he's brought upon us. You have my word, I will stand by you through it all, to make sure he's dealt with permanently.
The Silver Baron sighed. He then smiled, before butting out his cigarette.
Silver Baron: Thank you Rick. I promise you, I'll do what I can to bring Skylar back. We'll get her home safe, along with Ember. I know somebody who I think could help.
Craven: Thanks. Anyways, I should head back to security.
Silver Baron: That's...Actually a good idea.
The two men chuckled, and shook hands. Craven then left the Silver Baron's office, leaving the hardcore pimp to himself.
Silver Baron: This...Next battle...I believe I can count on my partners. We're all proven to be battle tested. As for Michael and his Children...It's time for battle.
The Silver Baron chuckled for a second. He truly was gaining a more war-like mind, which he felt was needed for battling against Michael. He then suddenly got up, and went to his closet at the other end of the office, and pulled out his camcorder. He set it up, so that he could record down his thoughts and frustrations. He turned it on, before grabbing a bottle of water from his fridge, and sitting back down at his chair.
But inspite of knowing that people have his back in this battle, he still scowled, just on the fact it has come down to such a large scale, seemingly never ending fight.
Silver Baron: Many things have gone oh so wrong lately. We all know that. This...war that rages on with the Children of Nephilim...It's getting more and more agonizing. But inspite that, no matter how agonizing it is, the Children will fall. There are to many of us that wish to see an end to those brainwashed idiots, and of course by extension, their leader, Michael Rivers.
And of course, inspite of the fact the Children had laid us out, there was a major victory to be held. A very much psychological victory, that I will aim to repeat. That was of course, proving that Michael Rivers was defeatable. Especially since it was by my hand.
The Silver Baron smiled, as he uncapped his water bottle. The pinfall he gotover Michael Rivers did fill the Silver Baron with pride, and focus, because he had managed to scorea big win. But he knew that couldn't be the only one. He, along with everyone else who wants to see the Children of Nephilim be destroyed for good, had to keep winning, in order to do that.
Silver Baron: Inspite that, He still stands strong. That cannot be allowed to continue. Because people like him are to damn set in their fucken ways, that if one person goes against his 'beliefs' there will be 'Hell' to pay. It's like I'm going up against terrorists, or a hardcore catholic. Matter of fact, labeling you Michael Rivers a terrorist, is about as accurate as one could get.
Because let's face it, the whole 'live by the rules I set or pay the consequences thing' sounds exactly like a fucken terrorist!
The Silver Baron scowled again, before taking a big gulp of his water. He sighed, before continuing.
Silver Baron: This Mayhem of course, I am set to face you and Danika again, along with a mystery partner. But this time, instead of being joined by Freeman, I'm being joined by two champions, Amy Zing and Bethany Kenyon. The TV champion, and North American champion...Respectively of course.
They are both two of the toughest ladies here in UWA. Hell, Bethany was even the third world champion in UWA, and quite possibly, the least expected to win it, but was also proved every single day why she was. Especially against others who sought to ruin her, whether be by attacking her family, he friends, or even her addictions. Yet she kept going, and even when she lost the championship to Sentinel, she got right back up to face her own sister. Her own...bratty...self righteous...demanding...bitch of a twin sister. Now I can't say for certain I know what it's like to go against the one person you thought the most and just be so mentally fucked by said person, but Bethany does. And she overcame Ashley, won the North American title, becoming the most accomplished wrestler in the entire UWA roster.
That's also on top of the fact she was part of the group that humiliated the Children last year, even if the 'leadership' was different.
My other partner, is the only two time champion in UWA currently, in Amy Zing. Now while she doesn't have nearly the accomplishments here in UWA that Bethany has, she has proven to be quite a formidable fighter. Hell, she injured a VERY tough gal in a state of rage. I'm certain Amy's rage towards you is alot more then what she had towards Lacey. What with doing something to an old friend of hers.
Then you have me. A former schizophrenic who loves a good fight, has been part of some great matches here in UWA, along with the fact that I am actually protective of my girls. Remember Stalker Knight? Probably not, because you Michael in particular, weren't here at the time. He decided to capture one of my girls, one of the ones I usually do bring to the ring with me, though for obvious reasons, won't be for the time being...Since Stalker Knight did that, who is of course, my fucken uncle...He did have a promising career before that, what with pinning the champion at the time, Aerynn Donnelly. After fucking with me, he's had no choice but to retire, as I fucked him up so bad, and I wasn't even letting Oblivion into the mix, which took a great deal of effort I might add.
The Silver Baron chuckled at that memory, clearly remembering the street fight he and Stalker Knight had last year. He took quick sip of his water, before continuing.
Silver Baron: Should I continue Michael? What about who pinned you...the first since your big reveal. Now granted, it wasn't all my work, but I will still take pride in it, because afterall...you took your eyes off the ball. You got distracted. One tiny distraction, is all I need to land a significant blow.
I doubt you'll make the same mistake, but your pride has been wounded, and I will take full advantage of that.
The Silver Baron smirked, before he began to briefly chuckle.
Silver Baron: What about you though? What do you have? A mysterious person, and of course, Danika. An ex therapist you somehow seduced into being your harbinger. Your messenger. Don't get me wrong, she is quite a valuable asset, unlike Joshua, or anyone else associated with the children...But no matter what, she is still just a human, and it will take alot more then just a couple weeks to heal from being concussed, after Freeman knocked her the fuck out.
And you're X factor? Your mysterious person? After all the lunatics....Myself included...That have littered UWA since day one, what the fuck can one more do, that hasn't already been done? Face it Michael, you're at a tactical disadvantage in this match. Sure your followers could help you, but that would only serve to prove two things. One, you can't really get shit done by yourself. And two, your need to look strong, making your followers potentially sacrificing themselves, outweighs your ability to actually be strong.
Face it Michael...you're nothing more then the biggest attention whore in here, demanding that everyone listen to you, about your narcissistic views, you're over glorification, and your methods to indoctrinate those fools who follow you.
You're no fucken devil, inspite of your claims. The devil I believe, is honest, and doesn't give a fuck about what, or who you've done, you're gonna hurt either way, for no particular reason, other than he can, and exercises that right. You believe that everyone should follow your ways, or be destroyed. Sounds more like god, doesn't it? Yet God has to be the biggest bullshitter ever. If you fancy yourself being a God, then by all means, keep bullshitting. It's all you're good at in the end, and everyone will know it, especially your children. As for overcoming you, well I'll be one of the many ready to come in and slay you. Difference between me and everyone else...I am more like you then you think.
The Silver Baron still had his smirk present, but it slowly began to fade. He remembered when Michael was first going after him. With that in mind, he took another swig of his water, before resuming his thoughts.
Silver Baron: Actually, thinking on that, maybe you already knew. You did go after me for various reasons first, did you not? Regardless of that, we are similar. Main differences are, I don't hide, I don't brainwash, and I don't bullshit!
The Silver Baron sighed, before he would finish his water. He tossed away the bottle, before running his fingers though his hair. Then then intertwined his fingers, with his elbows propped up on his desk, leaning his head on top of his bridged fingers.
Silver Baron: All the steps we take, all the moves we make...All the pain at stake. I can see all of this chaos for everyone. But hey, who are we, and what can we do?
As I said Michael...You and I are same in the way that we have our own styles that we won't change. Yours is filled with evil and mine's not....And in the end, there is no way I can lose!
I have confidence in my team. Your words can't shake us Michael. All the actions you've been doing, from the indoctrination, to what you did to Bethany last week, and everything in between....You've only served to piss everyone off, and we're coming for your head.
You wanted this war? Well be careful what you wish for. Your army will be defeated, and you, will be finished! So get used to what happened in our match last week. It's what's coming to you again.
The Silver Baron chuckled again, with every bit of intention of ending Michael Rivers and the Children of Nephilim, by any means necessary. With that, he got up, and shut off his camcorder, having nothing else to say for the time being.
For now, all that was on the Silver Baron's mind, was ending this war, no matter what, or when.
