Hello. I'm a man most know as Noah. I am here today to state that, at different hours, this day marks the final battle of Heaven or Hell for four different teams. Who will rise triumphant and who will fall broken? Their tale to write.
But I have one of my own to tell. Who I truly am. It's been a secret... but no more. My guise, my act, my secrecy are all discarded. For in my dreams, I can tell this will be my last day alive.
Ladies and Men, I...
"..am the long lost Midus Sonners. I assassinated the real Noah ages ago. Since, I've been running both GTB and this tournament, using the identity of my dearly departed friend as a puppet for my own purposes. I feigned my disappearance of late, leaving my top men in place while I ... administrated. Hehehehe."
"Surprised, TV land? I am president of both GTB AND HEAVEN OR HELL. Soon, the world. My resources are near infinite, there really is no stopping me anymore." Swishing his white cape about, Sonners smirked before adding on: "...soon, I can attain what I've always wanted. A world! Full of sharks. Battling for supremacy in a massive sphere of water. If I have to break a few noodles to make an omelet, well.."
Cackling maniacally on screen, it was then... his secretive suite's walls blasted down. "Huh?!! Who.."
There in the space, was a 6'9'', very muscular man with dual-cannon arms, a red lens for a left eye, a kilt, and a broadsword grafted to his back. Through some futuristic technology, the sword floated in mid-air, grafting into one of the cannons handle-first, before being primed at Sonners -- glowing bright green.
"...what do you want? Money? I've got more of it than you'd see in nine lifetimes." Sonners proposed immediately.
"Money? ....shite mate. I just want you the ******** out of the past." Responded [JOSEPH PATRICK WALSH], age 37, from the future. At this point, he was an accomplished bounty hunter, taking down scum with his massive array of dangerous armaments, one of which..
"Say 'ello to Noah for me, scumbag. Hoh, hoh... HoH."
[DINOSHOCK BLASTER]
A t-rex shaped beam of violent green energy propelled the sword tip-first into Sonners, causing Midus to scream as he was blown back through several walls of the hidden compound. Walsh jumped through the spaces to secure the kill.... but narrowed his eyes.
"I defy fate!! Wallllllsh!"
"...shite..... he's... gone." An outline of Sonners was all that remained. And yet it was simply too convenient to assume he had been evaporated. Shaking his head, Walsh walked back into the time portal, and then the scene sat still for several moments before cutting to a broadcast error message.
to be continued?
