Croc's Right.

[donzig]

The fans were on their feet as Donzig stalked from the back, he shrugged his shoulders as he headed down the ramp. He climbed into the ring, pausing for the crowd before stepping between the ropes. He called for a mic, pacing back and forth before he lifted the mic. "Croc is right!"

The fans booed, jeering as Donzig held up his hand. "No, he's right. There shouldn't be a match at New Beginnings for the IWF World Heavyweight Championship! The belt should just be handed to someone, someone who has earned it! Someone who has gone through hell and back inside this very arena!"

The fans were confused, and then Donzig slammed a fist against his chest. "That person is me! Croc? Come on, do we want to replace one weak ineffectual champion for an old weak ineffectual champion? The way I see it? If it hadn't been for the Ringmaster's offspring, and a few of his lackies? I would have been the Champion for the last two and half years!"

The fans exploded, and the D-Unit chanted the name of the American Destroyer as he walked back and forth. He waved a hand, shaking his head before he continued. "So maybe the Ringmaster should pick up the IWF World Heavyweight Title, walk down to this very ring and lay it at my feet. And maybe then I will forgive his family for their years of crap!"

Donzig walked back and forth, leaning against the ropes as though he was waiting. Then he shrugged, drawing back with a roll of his shoulders. "It's okay, I'd rather get the belt the old fashioned way and baptize it in the blood of the Aussie Icon! Because at New Beginnings that is what I am going to do!"

"You see Croc, it is my destiny to be the first IWF Champion! And I will have that belt, I will lift it over my head as I stand over your broken body!" Donzig roared, and the fans seemed to approve. He walked back and forth, a hand waving. "That title around my waist will restore some goddamned dignity to this place! And it will make up for years of being held back by lesser men! Croc, this time?"

Donzig paused, leaning over the ropes to glare at the camera. "I am saving nothing for the return trip, because this time it will be all or nothing!"

["The Aussie Icon" Croc]

(Donzig is interrupted by the sounds of “Breakstuff” by Limp Bizkit hits and the crowd erupts in boos as Donzig’s opponent at New Beginnings, the Aussie Icon, appears on stage. He looks down at Donzig with a look of total disgust. Croc then looks out at the IWF fans and his level of disgust seems to grow. Croc shakes his head and makes his way down the ramp towards the ring. Inside the ring, Donzig has not taken his eyes off of his opponent, who now has rolled into the ring. Croc and Donzig come face to face and it looks like it is about to explode right there and then. Croc then snatches the microphone from Donzig’s hand which draws boos from the crowd)


(CROC)
You think the Ringmaster should hand the title to someone like you? Are you kidding me? When was the last time you looked at yourself in the mirror?


(Croc holds up a finger)


(CROC)
Let me rephrase that… When was the last time you looked into a mirror and it did not shatter from your ugliness?


(Croc laughs at his own stupid joke. He is the only one laughing)


(CROC)
If the Ringmaster was going to hand over the World Title it would be to a man like me. Why? Because I am a proven champion. I have main evented Battle of Britain’s time and time again. Why? Because love me or hate me, everyone knows I am the biggest draw card in this business. I can make a nobody a somebody simply by having a big match with them… And if you want a person to prove that point, just ask your pal Crazy Bill, because he would be NOTHING without me.


(The crowd boos again as Donzig shrugs his shoulders)


(CROC)
The Ringmaster and I go WAY back. We go way back to the XHW where he and I where in the Anti-American stable that was the most hated faction in the world of wrestling. He and I were also the minds behind faking his death in order to screw Timmy Draven. Ringmaster and I come from the same mould and it is a mould that is a polar opposite to whatever rock you crawled out from under.


(Croc points at Donzig)


(CROC)
Being a World Champion is like being at a job interview. Have you ever been to one of those Donzig? As World Champion, you are the face of the company and the way you present and hold yourself in the public eye reflects strongly on the perception of the company you are representing. People have a perception that professional wrestlers are the purest of athletes and men carved from stone.


(Croc lifts an eye brow as he looks Donzig up and down)


(CROC)
You don’t exactly fit into that mould do you Donzig? The people don’t want to see a champion who they probably think they could beat in a bar fight. They don’t want to see a champion with his guts hanging over the championship belt. And they don’t want to see a champion who looks like he has stolen his clothes from the $2 store.


(Croc points to himself)


(CROC)
The people want to see a champion who looks like he has been carved from the finest granite stone in the land. A man who was carved from that stone by the gods themselves. A man who could quite easily be walking down the ramp on Revolution or walking down the catwalk in Milan. And most importantly, the fans want their champion to be the illustration of pure athleticism. I am that man and I am that champion.


(Croc paces back and forth)


(CROC)
But do not dare come out here and claim you have been hard done by the Draven clan. Timmy Draven has hated my guts well before you ever came onto the scene… And before him, Charles Windsor hated me even more than Draven did. Both men did everything in their power to prevent me from becoming World Champion in their respective companies… But unlike you, no person could prevent me from becoming the champion that I am meant to be. Why? Because people who are truly destined to be a champion, do not let any person stand in their way.


(Croc stops pacing around and stops right in front of Donzig)


(CROC)
That is why it is a blatant lie that you say you are destined to become the first IWF World Champion. You are destined to become nothing Donzig and you know it. Why? Because everyone it is not destiny that I will become the IWF World Champion… It is inevitable. No one can stand in the way of inevitability but I am sure as well standing square in your god damn destiny…


(Croc and Donzig stand face to face)


(CROC)
Because at New Beginnings you may be claiming you are going to put it all on the line, but I assure you if you do that, you will leave with absolutely nothing… And you will do so in the comfort of knowing that the better man won!

[donzig]

"I'm sorry, do you have any stories from this century?" Donzig asked, shrugging a bit as his eyes narrowed on Croc. A hand waved, and he shook his head as he stepped closer. "I mean you walk down here with your fat and ugly jokes, and tell me you're a man made from the finest stone in the land? That's it?"

Donzig shook his head, frowning as he walked back and forth. He looked out across the crowd, then waved a hand towards Croc. "Let me remind you of a few things from more recent memory, Croc. Actually, I don't need to remind you do I? You remember, I can see it in your eyes. The doubt, the fear, you know you can't beat me!"

Donzig snapped his fingers, and the fans cheered as he smiled slowly. "That's why you keep trying to get out of the match, that's why you're afraid to face me at New Beginnings! Because inside your heart, you know, you realize that you're not fighting those jobbers from the former Church Sanctuary, you're not facing Crazy Bill! You're fighting someone as ruthless as you are, and you can't stand it!"

The fans exploded, and Donzig looked out across them before he turned back to Croc with a lazy smirk. He shook his head, chuckling before he lifted the mic. "If you don't show up Monday, I'll understand, because a defeat like that could make you look sad here in the twilight of your career."

[Charles Windsor]

Live Forever hits and the fans in the arena give a mixed reaction. Croc looks to the entrance and smiles as Donzig frowns.

The Ringmaster walks out onto the stage, mic in hand. He heads straight down the ramp and climbs the ring steps, a crew member rushes to open up the ropes. The Ringmaster steps in and walks straight up to Croc and they shake hands. The Ringmaster then turns to Donzig and pauses for a moment, and then offers Don the same gesture. He declines. The Ringmaster takes a step back


{The Ringmaster}
Well Donald, it looks like you just made up the Ringmasters name. You see the Ringmaster was thinking about coming out here and playing the middle guy, the Ringmaster was going to explain to the Aussie Icon that this championship contest was going to be straight down the line with no advantage to either party.

But, you know what 'Destoryer'! You just done yourself over. You see everything Croc has said is damn right, we go way back, we are one and the same, in fact its the Aussie Icon that should have been The Ringmasters son, not some emotional soft touch like Timothy!


the fans react with huge boos as Croc smirks at the sick comment. The Ringmaster turns to the Aussie Icon and holds out his arms


{The Ringmaster}
Your like the son i never had! Come here


Croc moves in as The Ringmaster holds out his arms and they hug in a gross display that gets the fans going made. Don stands back and scowls


{Jesse Venutra}
The Ringmaster deserves a son like the Aussie Icon, somebody he can be proud of

{Chris Cross}
This is sick, a total lack of respect for the late, great Timmy Draven!


{The Ringmaster}
You see Donald, you are onto a loser at New Beginnings. The Ringmaster could just hand Croc the championship title belt right here right now, but the fact is The Ringmaster wants to see you beaten and bloodied, laying in a fat heap on the canvas because then you might just realise that you have reached your heights, this is your peak.

Donzig will never, ever be a real world champion, you will be remember as the 'nearly' man, the one who never quite made it.

the Aussie Icon is going to be the first IWF World Champion and Donald, there is nothing you can do about it!!!


The Ringmaster lowers the mic and smirks at Donzig as the crowd boo

[donzig]

Donzig stood there, tapping his mic against his shoulder as Croc and the Ringmaster seemed quite pleased with themselves. The crowd was jeering, and Donzig shrugged before he paced back and forth. The Aussie Icon, and the Ringmaster watched him. And then Donzig leaned over the ropes, head bowed before he slowly turned.

"Let me get this right, the owner of this company is backing someone else against me in a Championship match?"

The Ringmaster nodded, as did Croc. And Donzig nodded, walking back and forth before he looked up turning to them. "Is this where I act surprised?"

The fans erupted and Donzig grinned as they roared, chanting his name before he waved a hand towards the Ringmaster and Croc. "Listen, me and your son had our ups and downs, but let's be honest shall we? He was a little emo freak because you raised him that way! And now you want to replace him with Croc? That is the son you never had!"

Donzig jabbed a finger at the Aussie Icon, then snorted. "Old man, you picked this one so there are no fucking excuses! You could have gotten a winner this time, and you picked Croc! Listen since you have a penchant for losers, you want to adopt Chris James?"

The fans again exploded, and the Ringmaster held up a hand to restrain Croc. And Donzig shrugged, adjusting his leather jacket before he shook his head. "Let me enlighten you, Ringmaster. At New Beginnings you will be burying your 'son' there, and I will be standing with the IWF World Heavyweight Title! Because if you think I am going to let your fucking family screw me around again? Nuh uh! Ain't going to happen!"

The fans were eating it up, and Donzig stepped forward to smirk down at the Ringmaster. "You want to play games? We can play games, because you could ask Timmy if he was here you don't want to draw my ire! I may not have killed your boy, but I am sure that massive heart attack wasn't helped by his years with me!"

Donzig spat, snarling as the fans continued to cheer as the IWF Owner looked more and more annoyed. "First I'll take the son;" Donzig jerked his head towards Croc, then pointed at the Ringmaster, "Then the father, and I will paint IWF with their blood! I'll festoon my ring with your guts! And Old Man if you ever come down to this ring again, you'll be dispatched by my own hand!"

The fans cheered, and Donzig glared icy hatred at the pair as he leaned against the turnbuckle as his hands were lifted which caused the fans to cheer all the louder.