Seth Rollins 08-12-2013

Scene 1: Time To Be Me A plane lands in Philadelphia, PA on Friday morning. Tonight is going to be a start to a new revolution. Tonight would mean a lot to a lot of people in many ways. They needed this night to succeed. Colby walked off the plane with his carry-on bag over his shoulder. He kept his laptop and Ipad in his case and didn’t dare let that go through baggage claim to get lost. He looked around him to see the crowded airport and was thankful that no one had noticed him yet. It’s not that he didn’t like the fans, but at certain times he just wanted to get where he was going without any interruptions. He made his way through the baggage claim and picked up his rolling suitcase and headed out to pick up a cab to the arena. He made his way outside, pulled out his Iphone and called a local cab company to have someone to come pick him up. While Colby waited for the cab to arrive he took the opportunity to flip through his Facebook page to see what was going on in his friends and family’s lives. He decided he might as well throw up a status as well so began to type. Just arrived in Philly, PA for my first match in ECWR. Time to show up and take care of business. He posted the message and was about to pull up Twitter and do the same when the cab pulled up near the curb in front of him. The driver appeared and opened up the trunk of the cab so that he could put his luggage in the back. Colby placed his suitcase in the back but kept his duffle bag with him as he slid into the backseat of the cab. He told the cabby where to go and there were off before he could finish his sentence. The cab driver seemed to respect his privacy and didn’t bother to ask him any questions on why he was heading to the arena. To help him see that he was busy he pulled out his phone to continue what he working on before the cab had pulled up. Colby pressed the Twitter icon on his Iphone to bring up the App. He was thinking for a moment what he wanted to put on his Twitter since he knew most of his fans looked there for what was happening then began to type his tweet, In Philly, PA for ECWR. Come out and watch me kick ass! #ECWR #MyTime. After sending out the tweet He placed the phone back in his pocket and leaned his head back against the headrest to try and gain some short amount of sleep before he arrived at the arena. The cab came to a stop at the front of the arena and Colby opened his eyes to his own dismay. He instructed the driver where to take him so that he wouldn’t have to walk all the way around. After paying the cabby and grabbing his bags he headed for doors that would lead him closest to the locker room area. It wasn’t hard to find considering he had been in the arena multiple times before. There were a few of the guys already in the locker room getting ready for the night. Instead of getting ready so early he placed his bags in a locker and headed out to main area of the arena where the ring was being set up for the night. Colby found an open spot he liked in one of the seats and sat down looking down at the ring. The weight of tonight was finally beginning to set into his mind. No one liked to think that one night made that much a difference in their life. The reality of it was that tonight would determine if he would continue to make the big money with all the fame and lights or if he would end up going back to the independent circuit once again doing a show here and there with no certain stability. It was more than that though, tonight he wanted to prove to himself that he could be on his own and make it on his own again. Joe (Dean Ambrose) and Jonathon (Roman Reigns) were two of his best friends and he loved working with them but he got in the business to prove he could make it all the way to the top and to do that, he had to do it alone. He put his feet on the seat in front of him and found himself leaning back and closing his eyes. The flight had been quite a long one and had too much turbulence which kept him awake for most of it. He was tired and not having any rest would do him any favors for the night. It wasn’t long before he had fallen asleep. It only seemed like he was asleep for a few minutes when a loud bang woke him up. He woke with a shock noticing two guys in the ring working on some moves. He took out his phone with a grumble at the interruption of this sleep and looked at the time noticing that he had been out for about three hours. With a sigh and a little effort, he managed to get up out of the seat and began to head to the back to finally start getting ready for the night. Since he wasn’t a part of the shield anymore it was time to go back to wearing his ring gear from when he was a singles wrestler. Wearing that bulky jacket would help him move around the ring better anyway. He made his way back to the locker room, opened up his suitcase, and began to get ready. Scene 2: King of Extreme Flesh It Out by Blues Saraceno played over the speakers in the Asylum Arena bringing the crowd to their feet. Seth Rollins stepped through the curtain and onto the ramp. He looked out over the crowd as they were all screaming his name. Rollins had a smile on his face at the reaction of the crowd not expecting such a warm welcome. He had his hair pulled into a pony tail, wearing a black t-shirt, faded blue jeans, and black sneakers. He walked down the ramp and to the ring where he picked up a microphone and stood in the middle of the ring as his music faded and the fan noise began to die down. Seth Rollins: Welcome to the Asylum! This is an appropriate starting place because later tonight it’s going to look like someone let out the insane asylum when all Hell breaks loose. Tonight you are going to see legends, future Hall of Famers, and the up-and-coming stars all in one ring trying to establish dominance. This won’t be your average wrestling match though, no, it’s going to be violent, it’s going to be bloody, it’s going to be EXTREME! Immediate chants of E-C-W arises from the crowd getting louder and louder. Seth patiently waits for the crowd to settle down. He looks to his left and right and nods to the crowd. He can still hear chants of his name in the crowd and can’t help but hide the smile of the secret he his hiding. He raises the microphone ready to reveal the secret that will probably change the thoughts of the fans. Seth Rollins: You are probably wondering what Seth Rollins would be doing in a ring dealing with extreme. Well let me spell it out for you, because it’s very simple. I have a lot of anger deep down in me. Anger for being kept down in other businesses when I should have been at the top of the heap. I have something to prove to myself, to say that I can make it on my own. To all the old timers in the back, I know you are listening, so listen good, it’s time for you to pack your bags and head home where you belong before you get yourselves hurt and break your hip bones. Yeah Jericho, I’m talking about you. You should take your light-bright jacket and go back to mid life crisis, I mean band. Oh, I haven’t forgotten you either Rob. Hell you know you are getting old, you were around for the original ECW. You must know that you can’t keep up with us. We are going to running circles around you. You had your time and it has long past, now it’s time for the new generation to show the world what they have to offer, and who better to lead them than me? For all the future Hall of Famers in the back, I know you are listening to, you see, you say you are at your prime, it’s not my time to leave, it’s my time to shine. I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I don’t agree. Your time is fleeting and that time will only go down more once you get in the ring with me. CM Punk, you like to call yourself “The Best in the World” and I’d tend to agree with you at one point, but that point passed when I stepped into the ring. If you want the best, you are looking at him. So I hope you are prepared to take a back seat to the new King of the Ring, Seth Rollins. Don’t think I forgot about everyone else. We are the future of the business after all. Dolph, I’ll give you credit where it is due, but even you Mr. Show Off can’t compete with the show that I’m going to put on tonight. And Fandango, I’m sorry, I can’t even be serious when talking about you. Let’s face it, you are nothing more than a joke, a comedy act, and you are going to be the first one to bleed. I could stand out here all night and say something about everyone in the back but one fact remains and that fact is this, I’m better than all of you. I’m better than you because I have the talent, I’m better than you because I have the time, and I’m better than you because I have the hunger to take what I want. Seth Rollins is the King of the Ring and tonight the King takes his rightful place as the King of Extreme! Flesh It Out begins to play over the speakers once more as the fans who were once cheering for Seth Rollins began to boo him as he dropped the microphone to the mat. As the camera zoomed in on his face, a half smile appeared across his face that seemed almost sadistic. He stood there for a moment soaking up the reaction from the crowd before turning and leaving the ring laughing all the way up the ramp and to the back.