Kingdom of Destruction lX

by **HellishxHades** Mon Jun 12, 2017 8:58 pm

As the pyro for NGW settles down, the Dallas crowd erupts with N... G... W... Chants. The camera pans past the crowd and over to the announcers table where Ted Dickens is seen sipping his Mtn Dew. He sets it down as the camera pans back to the crowd as we here Ted Dickens speak to the crowd.

Ted Dickens:
Welcome everyone to NGW right here in the heart of Dallas Texas. I am Ted Dickens and we have a stacked card for you here tonight including a Tag Team Championship Open Challenge.

George King new theme hit the P. A. System to a ruckus of boos.
He walks onto the stage, in Blue Jeans, a Kingdom T Shirt, and a black leather jacket

Ted Dickens:
And it looks like we are kicking off tonight with the Self Proclaimed King of NGW, George King. He might not be a king, but he is the #1 Contender for Raiden's NGW Championship.

George King steps into the ring and grabs a mic from the ring announcer, and stands in the middle of the Ring.

George King:
Welcome Peasants, to the future site of my Kingdom of Destruction. Last week, I started the show, like I do tonight, stating that I was the rightful #1 Contender for Raiden NGW Championship. But as I walked backstage our General Manager, Greg Hallister, stopped me saying I had to face Case Hunt in a #1 Contender match.

There a cheap pop for Case Hunt.

Hey. I didn't give you permission to cheer. Sit your asses down and keep quite.

The Crowd boos even louder.

That's what I thought. So, back to more important things. Raiden, I am gonna to tell you what exactly what's gonna happen when we meet at St. Louis.

Crowd:
What?

I am gonna to walk in to Checkpoint.

Crowd:
What?

I am gonna to punch you in your face.

Crowd:
What?

Over...

Crowd:
What?

And over...

Crowd:
What?

Say what if I am better than Raiden.

Crowd:
What?

I already know I am. Anyways after I get down punching you in the face. I am gonna lift you on my shoulders and drop you with the Royal Flush. And then I will take what you hold so dear, that NGW Championship.

George throws down his mic and begins to walk to the ropes.

(Open to Maurie, if not he goes to the back.)