(January 1989)

 

( A man name Burt has the day off of work. It’s a Saturday and Burt is working on his motorcycles with his sons Corey, Shawn and Louis. Louis appears to be grown or at least nearly grown, Shawn looks to be in his mid-late teens and Corey appears to be around 9 or 10.  Burt looks to be about 40 and has a rather large beer belly with a graying beard. He goes inside to look for something and stumbles across a mirror. A menacing figure appears in it and scares Burt to death quite literally. He dies on the floor of his hallway and his family are devastated. It takes them years to recover from the loss of their beloved father and husband, but they eventually do. Burt’s widow remarries and all three of the boys grow up, marry and have children of their own. Although Burt is missed and never quite forgotten life does indeed seem to go on just the same. )

 

(Present day.)

 

(The following words are spoken by an unseen voice with a rather demonic tone.)

I have existed since the dawn of creation

When the last living thing dies my work will be complete

For I am death.

 

(Fade in on Das Ungeheuer intensively working out at Goldstein’s Gym doing a variety of reps and using a Boflex machine, he moves over and beats the ever loving shit out of a heavy bag. He continues working out for what seems like an eternity and then hits the showers. He exits the showers and puts on a white muscle shirt and a pair of black jeans with what appear to be cowboy boots. He puts a pair of sunglasses on as well as a black leather bomber jacket. He proceeds to jump on the back of a Harley Davidson motorcycle and takes off down the high way. We watch as he travels down the road, there doesn’t appear to be anyone else anywhere in sight. He eventually reaches his destination what appears to be a diner in the middle of nowhere. He enters and orders something in German. The Waitress appears to understand and brings him his order which include a generous helping of pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage and a pitcher of beer. He eats and drinks his meal and leaves a sizeable tip. He leaves without saying much and hits the road again driving down another long stretch of desolate highway. Fade out)

 

 (We rejoin him hours later this time he is in his lavish home and in particular his promo area. He has watched what Tony Steele has had to say and feels compelled to respond. He sets up the camera and begins cutting his promo against a simple Sunday Night Showtime backdrop.)

 

Das Ungeheuer: (Laughs evilly) Tony Steele, you’re a very funny man, but obviously you have me confused for someone else. You see the man you knew me as back in Anarchy Wrestling is long dead and forgotten. That man had compassion, he had a heart, he cared about people, he was weak, he was pathetic. I on the other hand am a heartless, soulless monster without compassion, a monster who will do absolutely anything to get what I desire and you’re standing in the way of me doing that which means you must be destroyed. You are indeed correct Steele we did team together but you forgot to mention the fact that I carried you, carried you right to the tag team championships. Management came to me and said “Hey we have this old guy here and have no idea what to do with him so we figured we’d team him up with you.” Being the team player that I was I went along with it and found myself being burdened with you as a partner. You a worthless, washed up has-been with a drinking and drug abuse problem. I made the best of it and I dominated the tag division with you as an anchor tied around my ankle holding me back.

 

(Takes a break to take a sip of water)

 

Das Ungeheuer: Past is past now Steele and  we are opponents in a brand new promotion a promotion I will dominate as I have dominated each and every promotion I’ve ever set foot in. You made numerous incoherent references to a woman who is supposedly distracting me and preventing me from reaching my full potential…. There is no such woman and my focus is 100% on advancing in this tournament and becoming champion. I destroyed Stalker Knight just as I said I would and you’re next on my list. Your fate will be no different than his nor anyone else’s unfortunate enough to cross my path and challenge me. You are weak and I am strong we share nothing in common other than the fact that we teamed together once for a brief moment in time. So don’t you dare compare yourself to me. You aren’t in my league or on my level and on Sunday night I’m going to prove to you that not all monsters are make believe and nightmares really can and often do come true. (Laughs evilly)

(Fade out)