Post by Johnny Magnum on Jul 11, 2008 0:50:29 GMT -5
The scene opens up to 3 white X’s that are outlined in a blood red color. The X’s drip away, like blood dripping from a body until the 3 X’s completely disappear. We are left with a black screen. The blackness begins to rise into light. We end up, in an old warehouse. The scene is completely saturated, giving the scene a gray tint. The warehouse has dust particles twirling around in the air. The only light comes from high above from the windows, located at the top, nearly touching the roof. The camera pans around the ware house, as we see wooden boxes stacked on one another. A long chain, hangs from the ceiling. The chain goes down; we pan down it, till the bottom. A black bag is hung from it. A man is hitting it, with lefts and rights. The man is hooded, and etched on the back of his black sweat shirt is the same three X’s as we saw at the beginning of the suspicious clip. The man continues to knock at the bag, seemingly determined and focused on getting into serious shape. He stops, and holds the bag still; he stands there a few seconds, before walking away, the camera not far behind him. The man falls back on a bench, and begins to roll his wrists.
The man pulls the hood of his mysterious head. Black hair falls into his face. He unzips his sweatshirt, and the same three X’s are on his shirt. The man leans back, and wipes the hair away from his face. His features are recognized as that of CM Punk’s. He pulls up his sleeves and starts untangling the wrist tape. He looks into the camera; his eyes make him look tired. He cracks a smile, and slowly begins to talk, still untangling the tape.
CM Punk:
“In this world, there are winners, and there are losers. All my life, I’ve been called a loser. I’ve been looked down upon, spat on, and told I won’t make any thing of this pathetic life that I live. And all my life I belived there shit. I ate the lies they fed me. I ate the so-called; poison. And for some time, I lived in a shell. Afraid of the outside world. Not wanting to look back, not wanting to look… forrward. Soon, I came to realized, I could be much more than people made me out to be. If I just believed… I could do anything and everything I have ever dreamed of. Which, ever since a young age, was becoming a wrestler. And now, here I stand, as one of the top stars in the buisness. Now, I have never had it easy. I have never been able to just stroll through the park. I’ve taken the hard way. Training, all night long. Training, for one day I knew I would make something for this, so called joke life that I lead. I got stronger. I grew self esteem, and soon, I realized my dream when I joined a wrestling organazation. Well, a few years later, and here I am. In the up and coming federation called ‘Land of Extreme’. My journey, was filled with bumps, twists, turns, and what not. It may have been the hardest challenge of my adult life. But here I am. Going into the main event….”
Punk throws the wrist tape to the side. It floats to the floor, and tumbles across the ground. CM Punk moves to the other hand and starts to untape them. He looks up into the camera and spits off to the side, before talking.
CM Punk:
“It’s funny. John Morrison and The Miz seem to think that I am a loser. Well, I have a few choice words for my…. ‘friends….’ Hahaha.”
A grin forms upon Punk’s face.
CM Punk:
“I’ll take it upon myself to start with the lesser of the group, the weaker target, the man that calls himself, The Miz. Now, Miz, don’t take this the wrong way, but you aren’t very good. What is your record again? 0 wins? 1 loss? And 1 draw? Haha! Miz, you never impressed me, and frankly I don’t think you ever will impress me.Why? Life isn’t a game Miz. You need to wake up and smell the coffee. Maybe then, I will have just an inch of respect for you!”
CM Punk:
“John Morrison. You seem, to be a little arrogant. Cocky. You think you are untouchable. Well, last week, that was kind of shattered wasn’t it? I mean, you… you lost your match. I will say that you were not pinned, but that does not matter. A loss is a loss. And this week, you face yet another loss. And I would wish you good luck, but, Luck if for losers… and you, oh John Morrison is NOT a loser, right people? Ha! John, get your head out of your ass. You aren’t half of what you think you are. And this Friday, I prove that Straight Edge means, I’m better than you!”
Punk rips off the remains of the wrist guards, and throws them off to the side. He rolls his neck around, and a faint ticking sound is heard as the bones loosen and crack. He cracks his nuckles, then rolls his wrists around. He looks back into the camera, and a cocky grin is formed on his face.
CM Punk:
“Miz,Morrsion, this Friday you both are going to get… Punk’D!”
Punk crosses his arms into an X. All around him begins to fade to black, and his arms begin to form into white X’s, with a red outline. This image, once again appears on the screen, soon after the scene fades to complete black.
