• Reality Sinks In

Posted: **Mon May 08, 2017 6:26 pm**

The scene opens in the same storage unit that Seth Rollins had been known for using in his leisurely activities. This time, he sat in his black, gothic-styled chair alone. He wore a black buttoned up shirt, and grey suit pants. He was shown from the shoulders up, glaring to his left, and his right. On display cases, tagged as "Broken Relics", staring back at him were the EBWF Intercontinental Championship and the EBWF Tag Team Championship, the replicas that the company gives to champions, as memorabilia. As the camera zooms in enough for the titles to be out of the shot, the gold glimmers onto Seth's face, still.

"I could give you an entire speech about being back at square one, but that isn't this, is it? No. This is the next logical step, not an entirely new path. I tried walking away from it all, and being someone I'm not, but after realizing my broken state, I couldn't anymore. I couldn't go back to the act, and the smoke and mirrors anymore. I couldn't ignore my reality. The reality is that I'm a founding member of The Broken. Jimmy and I created it because EBWF and the world needed people who would stand up and shatter this perfect illusion of our Broken world. Then, greed and ambition took over, and Jimmy became the very thing we united to fight against. He's become another part of the machine, another spoke on the wheel. He's stopped trying to shatter the illusion and, in doing so, has become just like everybody we fought against, he's become like Matt Sydal."

At the mention of Sydal's name the glimmer vanishes, as if the name itself had caused the gold to lose its sparkle. Seth takes a deep breath, before continuing.

"This week, I will go toe-to-toe with Matt Sydal, it won't be the first time, and it certainly won't be the last one, either. I've faced him before, and I will admit that he's agile, and a tough competitor. In fact, he just faced my former Broken brethren and his new partner at Aftermath and lost. But now, he's got It's been a long time since the EBWF crowds have seen me in action, but the wait is over. I am back home where I belong, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to get back to the spot I was in, but there's a higher call. I'm here to continue the Broken cause, and give the people what they deserve, the reality behind all these elaborately beautiful lies."

Reaching towards a small round table that stood next to the chair upon which he sat, Seth grabbed a small item, which he held with one hand, and fiddled about with the other. The item, however, wasn't visible.

"It's nothing personal, Matt. But you need to understand I'm on a path here. I need to fulfill my duty here, and reveal the men behind the myths, and the monsters beneath the masks. I'm here to shed some light on what's real and what's not, and expose people for who they really are."

The sound of unsheathing is heard, as a gold glimmer returns, this time coming from the item that Seth held in his hands

"And after I'm done with that, and everybody shows their true, deep, underlying colours. I have some unfinished business that needs attending. I used to go by this mantra of Redesign, Rebuild, Reclaim... But after seeing what's become of the people I called friends, I decided to add a new word to that."

Seth raises the item to his face. It is the golden knife, with the SR inscription on it, given to him by Jimmy Havoc. The knife is held so as to cover half of Seth's face, as the visible half stares intensely into the camera.

"Revenge."

As he says this, Seth lunges towards the camera with the knife, sending the feed to static, ending the segment.