Bound

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It was another bleak day in the state of Nebraska as the ever changing weather patterns continued to mess with people's perception of winter. Although the remenants of snow fall still covered the Earth the temperature was fixed in between the thirties and forties, and there wasn't a gust of wind that could drop the temperatures anymore.

The scene opens up on the outside of the Douglas County Correctional Center. The chain-linked fences were lined with razor-wire and the red brick towers were stationed with multiple guards who were armed and ready to take down anyone who attempted to escape the confines of the center.

Down the road there was a row of police vehicles approaching the DCC. As they approached a large number of the guards lined themselves along the foundation of the fence. They raised their weapons as the police vehicles drew closer.

"This is a big one boys," the Warden yelled as he pushed his aviator shades up closer to his eyes. "Keep a sharp eye. He may try to escape."

The cars sharply pulled up next to the gate and a plethora of officers spilled out of the guards. They sloshed through the mud as it splattered up onto their blue uniforms and positioned themselves around the back door of one of the cars. They opened the door and the massive, shrouded figure of the Great Destroyer stepped out of the car. He was shackled from head to toe in iron cuffs. 

"Take him inside!" the Warden hollared.

The guards made a box formation around the Great Destroyer and signaled for the gates to be opened. They began to move as a loud siren went off and the doors opened.

"Here I stand," Apocalypse murmured to himself. "Here I am bound by shackles. And as I walk through this gate before me they will keep me from ever seeing the free world ever again."

"Shut up!" the Warden barked at Apocalypse. 

Many of the prisoners were in the yard.  They stopped their weight lifting and their walking to watch the arrival of the Great Destroyer. Their eyes widened and their jaws dropped in awe as the guards ushered a behemoth through the yard and into one of the holding facilaties on the far side of the prison. 

"Last week when I Chokeslammed Tommy Lipton all the way to Hell, Sucio could only watch on as he watched he watched success drift farther and farther away," Apocalypse said. "In the end we are all bound by something. It's something that holds us back and keeps us from obtaining that which we desire so badly."

"I told you to shut up!" the Warden barked again. He drew his baton and smacked Apocalypse across the back with it. The blow didn't faze the monster, and everyone's widened at the endurance of the Great Destroyer.

"Lately I too have found myself to be bound," Apocalypse said. "When I step in the ring I want nothing more than to leave my opponents a broken pile in the middle of the ring. While many of them leave with bruises and scars there are plenty of others who strain to hang onto what little of their sanity still remains."

The guards came upon the holding block and they ushered Apocalypse into a long bleak hallway lined with holding cells.

"I've been too lenient with those who oppose me," Apocalypse said as he became enraged. "I've allowed too many people to escape without punishment. This is why I have not been able to obtain the World Title again. That is why I have not recclaimed my throne as the Dark Lord of the WWX. And I will not stand for it."

The guards guided Apocalypse inside of the cell and slammed the barred door behind him.

"I refuse to be bound by my own humanity," Apocalypse snarled. "I will no longer allow those who go against the will of the Great Destroyer to slide by without punishment. THERE WILL BE CONSEQUENCES!!!"

Apocalypse rips the cuffs from his hands and threwthem to the side. He reached down and broke the shackles binding his legs together.

"On Fury, I will strip myself of my humanity and I will no longer be kept from the IWA Heavyweight Title," Apocalypse said. "However as the bonds that hold me grow weaker, those that hold the Apostle, Sucio, and Tommy Lipton grow stronger."

The guards noticed Apocalypse breaking free from his shackles. They rushed the cell and quickly unlocked the door. However they were met by a violent Apocalypse. The Great Destroyer simply tossed the men aside and made his way out of the holding block.

"You three have no idea what awaits you at Fury," Apocalypse snarled. "You three will be the first to experience the unrestrained wrath of the Great Destroyer. And as long as I'm around none of you will ever find a way to climb out of the pit. You will agonize forever as the bonds that hold you become harder and harder to break."

Apocalypse exited the block and made his way across the yard where the Warden and other various guards were standing by the opened gate with large grins on their faces.

"And Krimzon Blaze," Apocalypse said. "You'd best pay attention to me when you judge my match. Because no matter how grusome it may be you will have to endure. What you see on Fury will be your fate, and there's no escaping it."

The guards parted and allowed the Great Destroyer to walk through the gate without any trouble or conflict. They signaled for the gate to be shut as soon as Apocalypse was outside of the boundaries.

"I am free again," Apocalypse said as the gate's locks fastened behind him.

(FTB)