Post by Kai Stevens on Apr 15, 2019 2:39:01 GMT
THE BOOK OF
KAI STEVENS
CHAPTER SEVEN:
another one bites the dust
“I shouldn’t even be wasting my time with this right now,” spits the voice of Kai Stevens with disdain. He holds the camera close to his face as he glares deeply into the lense. His brows furrow as his eyes narrow in malice. “I don’t owe my partner or either of those two pathetic shitstains we’re facing a damned thing. I’m gonna’ go out there and do exactly what I’ve done time and time again… What I did at Supremacy. I’m gonna’ go on to put both of those motherfuckers whose names they haven’t deserved enough respect for me to learn into the fucking ground. And if my partner wants to get in my way? I’ll gladly put him in the ground, too. As far as I’m concerned, I’d take on all fuckin’ four of ‘em. I’m the Pure Champion for a God damned reason and me having to prove it over and over against bottom bitches like these guys is getting a bit old. That strap was made for me. There is nobody in the history of this business that personifies that title like I do. And y’know what? When I’m hoisting it high over my head in one hand, and lifting up the heads of each of those stupid motherfuckers after I kick them clean off? I’m not gonna’ say I told you so. I’m gonna’ go out there and let my fists and the sheer amount of blood do the talking for me. So for having to keep wasting my time with you two little shits? For your careers? For there being any fucking question of who the fuck I am? The End is Nigh. ”
Stevens smirks evilly before tossing the camera backward. As it crashes into the ground and fades into static, Stevens’s arrogant snicker permeates the air. The static transitions into pitch black, ending our short, not-so-sweet, and to the point segment.
fin.
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