Angel's Proving Ground

[The Angel]

Angel's Proving Ground

This Is What Happens When Sean Powers Messes With Daniel “The Angel” Christopher

(A midget is shown dressed up as Sean Powers standing in front of a couch and is talking to the video camera.)


Midget Sean Powers: I am the UWA Texas Champion, Sean Powers and am undefeated. Daniel “The Angel” Christopher needs to come out and face me like a man right now! I will show everyone that your last match will be me choking your pathetic throat with a strong grip till your last breath!


(Suddenly a kid dressed up as Daniel “The Angel” Christopher can be seen crawling on top of a couch and waves toward the video camera. The midget version of Sean Powers then turns around to see Daniel and angrily points to him. The angel then jumps and head butts Sean in the stomach. He then crawls to a nearby table and sees a plate. Sean holds his stomach in pain as he gets up from the floor. Daniel Christopher then takes the dish and holds it behind his back as Sean Powers walks toward him and bends down to grab the angel by his little throat. Sean tries to choke the baby version of Daniel Christopher, but Daniel knocks him out with the dish. Powers goes down as the angel climbs on top of a nearby couch and looks toward midget Sean. Daniel Christopher claps in excitement and jumps down on top of the midget Powers’ stomach. Then a dog dressed up as a referee comes up and barks three times. The baby version of Daniel Christopher then takes out a piece of dog meat and drops it on the midget version of Sean Powers’ hands. Then he crawls away as the midget of Sean wakes up to see the dog dressed up as a referee in front of him.


Midget Sean Powers: Shit!


(The dog then chases the midget version of Sean Powers around the couch as a nearby baby version of Daniel Christopher is drinking his bottle of milk with sun glasses on. The child that looks like the angel then giggles ad waves to the video as the scene fades out to black.)

Promo

(The scene opens with Daniel Christopher talking to his buddy Manny on a stool in an empty bar.)


Manny: Hey, when are you going to make fun of your opponent?

DC: I don’t even care what that fool thinks of me. He loses to Scorpion fair and square last week. So that means Sean Powers is useless to everyone in UWA as the Texas Champion. To me, he is just a coward trying to call me a kid. He is the kid around here. He loses to Bair the first time and the Former UWA Texas Champion make him like a fluke.

Manny: Yeah, that is true. He assumes that this is your last match.

DC: He can assume anything that he wants, because it won’t matter after I defeat him in that very ring for the three counts. Whether I win or lose, I will be the lone survivor in the Proving Grounds match and there is no doubt that Sean Powers won’t be getting up after I beat him into the ground in the middle of that ring.

Manny: It seems that you already got a plan to defeat your opponent this week.


DC: Well, the chump didn’t say that much about me. That means the idiot is frightened at the sight of me.

Manny: Hey, do you think that you will be gone for long after this match?

DC: It depends how I feel mentally and physically. UWA doesn’t choose what I can or cannot do in that ring against Sean Powers and I will prove that this week after I defeat that cocky bastard.

Manny: Do what you have to defeat him. Show him that you were one of the best wrestlers of all time. HE is going to going to get his ass whooped by you! That is for sure.

DC: Yeah, he won’t see it coming after I proved his win over Bahir was a fucking fluke to UWA management.

Manny: I got to go, but good luck in your match against Sean Powers. You hear me?

DC: Yeah, thanks. My opponent needs more luck than me.


(Manny then gets up from the stool to exit the bar as the angel turn towards the video camera that is staring at him.)


DC: Hi, Sean Powers. I am glad to hear you finally man enough to actually respond to my promo this week. I thought you would be a coward not to show your face after your win over Bahir to win the UWA Texas Championship. Congratulations on your winning it. Shine it till I return and steal it from your ugly waist. Now that I think of it, it doesn’t bother me at all to see that title belt around you. You may have won that title fair and square, but I doubt you will end Scorpion’s undefeated streak. That guy is like the next Brock Lesnar to everyone else and to you too. Unlike you, I am not afraid to step in the ring with him again and again. Hell, I lost to him three times in a row and didn’t have to moan and groan about it. I know that I can’t always win matches in UWA all the damn time. I will improve eventually and you will be the first victim to fall to my Angelism this week. There is no doubt that I may be an easy target for you, but it may not seem to you that your eyes must be playing games with that stupid brain of yours. The Angel is like fresh meat to you and you will devour me easily like a starving wild hyena. That may be true in some ways, but I am willing to prove that statement is wrong, because I can defeat you. Well, I never said that this week was my last match for UWA. You must not have heard the words “last match” in my other promo the other day. Anyway, since you already said that it is my last match. I might have as well confirmed the rumors are fucking true. Even if it was, it doesn’t mean that I will let you get the easy pin over me in this very ring that easily. You can me the most popular wrestler in UWA for all I care and it still won’t convince me to lay down in the middle of the ring. Do you know why? It is because I am not your damn fucking slave dog. Don’t worry, I will make the pain and suffering go away after you fall victim to me this week. There is no way that I will let you make me look like a fluke. I have been in that situation before and never returning to it again. That lesson has been done with a long time ago. The only kid around here is you, buddy boy. So, recognize the picture clearly and see that I am a grown man willing to kick your idiot behind one by one in UWA.


I may not be an unstoppable force to stop mankind to you, but I am willing to put my own fucking body on the line to prove that I am worthy enough of winning a simple match here in UWA to you. I may look like a damn kid. To the fans in the crowds and all the wrestlers in the locker room, they clearly see me as a pro wrestling wrestler with the talented ability to kick your ass in the ring. No manager or ally is need. I can walk out to that ring and stand toe to toe with you without blinking my eye. I am not scared of you. Never was and never will be. So, you have to be the tough jock to try to force me to take a crap in my jeans that easily. Well there is one problem with that. The only person taking a crap in their pants will be you and not me in that ring. Whatever insults to injury you can come up at me won’t mean a damn thing to me, because I am like a rock that won’t move a muscles. You think your insults offended me. Well, it doesn’t and let everyone get the facts straight. It is you that will be getting your ass beaten to the fucking ground by the toughest motherfucker in this damn company. I am sorry that you have to make assumptions about my retirement the first time. If I said that I was going to retire after this match, then you will be the first one to hear it coming out of my mouth and not from some website reporter douche bag. At the end of the day, it won’t matter at all, because it will still give me a chance in the Proving Grounds match that I am still that damn good enough to wrestle with the top talents around here in UWA! You better pray that I go easy on you this week, because there will be hell to pay after I am done with you in this very ring after I sent your ass to hell! Until then, chump. I will see you in the ring this week and good luck on trying to defeat me. There is no doubt in my mind that I am going to make the most of the match by laughing at your beaten corpse after I make a loser out of you, Sean Powers. Before I go, here is a short rap for you. Yeah, I lied about doing one.


Better look at your watch and check it, because I am going to break it.
Hell, I might as well twitch the shit.


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!

After I pin you for the three, your ass will be crying all the way back home to your parent’s home to pee under that apple tree.


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!


God damn, I am so mean. Unlike Sean, I don’t need to use Surge or Spyder Crowley to mow my lawn.
Those two guys don’t even fucking look like they are Mexican.


Sean must think that I am just a kid that he can easily get rid.
Too bad, I am going to make him lose that gambling bid after I dump his ass in the trash bin with no lid.


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!


Yeah, I am going to insult your pathetic championship belt too.
Heck, it looks really ugly on you.


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!

My opponent must think my rap fucking suck, but do you think that I really give a fuck?
Hell, Powers sounds like Daffy Duck when he tries to talk to his buddy Chuck.
Nobody in UWA wants to see you give your buddy’s panties a tuck.
I bet you pay some stripper to tip your ass a buck.


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!


I apologize for calling you gay, because it is not fault that you got nothing to say.
Don’t worry, I won’t tell Surge to stay and watch your favorite movie called Child’s Play.


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!


You must be so absurd to not realize your win over Bahir was just a fluke.
The thought of it is making me want to puke.


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!


Don’t worry about taking me to retirement, because it was never your damn commitment.


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!


Don’t forget to put that sunscreen on after going to the beach, because I know that none of the women got turn on after smelling your bleach!
Don’t confuse me for that goofball on Save by the Bell’s Screech!
All Sean Powers needs to do is just preach, because it will be Daniel Christopher that is going to defeat him in our upcoming match.


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!


I think your promo caused some of your adoring fans to use the restroom to take a huge crap, because it sounded like you swallow all that steroids in one gulp.


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!


Sean powers better stop putting on that sun tan on, because TMZ just posted that they caught you singing and dancing to the tune of “It’s Raining Men”!


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!


My bad, Sean must think I must be smoking so much weed.
Better save some for my own opponent’s good deed.
That is what he need.
I forgot that his parents must have forgotten to teach him how to read.


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!


Sean Powers is going to fall to the Angelism, after I forced a church priest to convert his ass from communism to patriotism.
The last thing everyone wants to see my opponent do is cannibalism.


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!


All I got to say right now is that the angel will prevail, while I force Sean Power’s mission to fail.
Hell, everybody knows the guy is just too old to get any of his t-shirts to sale.
Don’t worry, I will tell a homeless guy to buy my opponent some Ginger Ale.


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!


The last thing I want to say about Sean Powers is that I am going to win after I take the trash out and dump his pathetic corny little ass in the trash bin.


Boom! Boom! Clap! Boom! Boom! Clap!

DC: There you go, Sean. I am done with my rap. I hope that your ass didn’t get a little offended. Too bad, this wasn’t high school. Even it was, I would have killed your ass already. See you in our match this week. Better pray to the lord that I hurt that bad inside that UWA ring. If Bahir couldn’t get the job done by finishing you off last week, then Daniel “The Angel” Christopher will do the unthinkable and prevail. You will lose and I will win my last match here. No remorse after I defeat you for the three counts. To you, I may be the kid. Well, if that is what it is. Then you will just got killed and beaten by Billy the Kid. I won’t kill your senseless body inside that ring, but I beat you furiously with every ounce of strength left inside my god forsaking body! Hell, I might even defeat you and let you get count out for my own pleasure. Nope, that would be too easy. Nonetheless, I will strike fear into your heart by destroying that artery with one striking fist aimed at your chest. Without any regrets, it will be you looking dazed up at the sky and try to pray to God for my forgiveness.


You will not be forgiven or forgotten, but I will force you to face Armageddon. I am not God’s recreation, but I do have a piece of the Devil’s traits from his own newborn. Other than that, it doesn’t really matter. When I step in the ring, you will have no mercy. At the end of the day, I will be announced the winner before my upcoming retirement. It will be good to see somebody like you to lose, since I am going to add a loss to your current winning streak. Until then, you are stepping in The Angel’s Proving Grounds and there is no way out of it, because you are stepping in my fucking territory! That is all I got to say to my opponent, Sean Powers. Peace and good luck on trying to defeat me.



(Daniel Christopher then gets up from the stool and exits the bar as the scene fades out to black.)