Vin Halsted

AWS - Vin Halsted - In Case of an Emergency ::The following takes place several years ago.:: Halsted: Ok… So, what are we doing here, Angelina? ::In front of Vin Halsted stands a statuesque raven haired beauty named, Angelina. She is his first valet now the head maid of Halsted Manor.:: Angelina: I decided to have an emergency phone installed in your secret study that’s located in the center of the Halsted Labyrinth. Halsted: Why do we need this? Angelina: Well, I know how you get lost in the Manor at times so besides the intercom system, I thought this would be a great back-up in case you can’t get to one of the panels. Halsted: Right, but why is it red and in a glass dome? Angelina: Nostalgia, I guess. Halsted: Sure… that makes sense. Angelina: Plus, it will serve as a last resort way to contact you. Halsted: Aren’t my cell phone, email, landline, Halsted signal, intercom, smart watch, pager, and everything else enough. Angelina: Wiat… what’s the Halsted Signal again? Halsted: Nevermind ::Angelina scoffs.:: Angelina: This phone will be attached to a transcription device, voicemail, answering machine, and a red signal light with an alarm that will be placed outside of my room. Halsted: That’s a little extreme, isn’t it? Angelina: Everything about you and the Halsted Manor is extreme. Halsted: Good point. ::Angelina looks at Halsted and shakes her head.:: Halsted: Are you sure you don’t want to be on the road with me anymore? Angelina: Absolutely!! I’m needed here at the Manor with Joe, Caden, and Mr. Han. You built the Manor so that we could all enjoy life after CWI and HHW. It’s time for me to settle in and enjoy it. Besides, who will make sure Caden goes to school on time? Halsted: If anyone can keep this place from getting sucked into an interdimensional vortex, it’s you. Joe and Han will be lucky to have you. Angelina: Thanks, Vin, and what about you? Halsted: Oh… I don’t know. I’ve been wanting to map the Manor and explore the grounds. Angelina: Sure… and you don’t have any more desires to find another fed to disrupt and destroy? Halsted: Who… me? ::Angelina stares blankly at Halsted.:: Halsted: Who does that? ::Angelina smirks and scoffs as she turns to attend to the emergency phone.:: Halsted: Well, I know we don’t need that thing. ::Angelina peers at the red phone through the glass dome and shudders at the thought of it actually ringing. Scene fades to black… END SCENE.:: :: PRESENT DAY - Halsted is enjoying a drive in the far west suburbs of Chicago in his brand new red Rolls-Royce La Rose Noire Droptail. He pulls up to a small cemetery and walks over to a small gravestone. He kneels down and places a remembrance stone next to it. He has a quiet moment and says a few words to a fallen friend. He clears the grass around the gravestone and then stands up. He nods and walks back to his car. He starts to think about legacy and purpose as he drives back to the Manor. He wonders if he’s accomplished everything he could possibly accomplish in the world of wrestling. He’s reminded that he’s always in peak shape and that he could walk into any fed at a given time as the top star. He’s, also, reminded that he can only accept so much chaos that the world of wrestling offers. As all of these thoughts ring in Halsted’s ears, his cell phone chimes. He looks at is and sees a call from Angelina on the screen.:: Halsted: Hey Angelina… what’s going on? Angelina: Umm… the emergency phone rang. Halsted: What’s that? Angelina: The red phone in the dome. Halsted: Umm… sure. Angelina: Well, you got a call from the last person I would ever think would call you. Halsted: What… no! Angelina: I think you two need to talk this out. ::Halsted starts to think about the last few years of his storied career. He clenches his teeth and sneers.:: Halsted: What else is there to talk about? Angelina: That’s what you need to find out. Call him and hear him out. Halsted: Didn’t we agree that we wouldn’t open that door unless there was an emergency? Angelina: Well, the estate can always appreciate an influx of funds, again. Halsted: What do you mean… the investments are going off and the dividends are constantly paying out. Angelina: Right but you wanted to do more philanthropy work, so we can push the new funds in that direction. Halsted: Yeah… much to the world’s shock, Vin Halsted does give back. Angelina: And that has a cost. Halsted: Alright, Angelina… go ahead and break the glass dome. Call him and let me know what he has in mind. ::Scene fades to black. END SCENE.:: ::Halsted walks up to the Manor and his cell phone rings. He looks down and sees an old contact on the screen.:: Halsted: Are you sure you want to be making this call? ::Halsted listens to the response on the opposite side of the phone.:: Halsted: Well, let’s see how it goes. Who did you say you wanted me to face for my return? ::Halsted pauses again.:: Halsted: Does this guy even know how to work a singles match? ::Halsted listens, scoffs, and chuckles.:: Halsted: Ok.. Well, I’ll see you there. This should be something for sure. ::END SCENE.::

AWS - Vin Halsted - The Devil Went Down to Georgia in a Blue Dress ::Scene opens with Vin Halsted sitting on a random porch near the Halsted Manor. He has a straw hat on and a piece of wheat hanging from his pursed lips. He’s wearing a pair of overall jeans, a flannel shirt and brown boots. He has a fiddle in his hands and picks at it while watching the sun go down.:: Halsted: Sammy, I’m the best that’s ever been. I hope you understand that but if you don’t you will at Psycho Circus. The simple fact is that you happened to just drop in and get a shot at the Pinnacle Championship. It’s not like you had to put down a god or a royal to get here. No, you just showed up one day and had your two buddies jump me. You couldn’t even do it yourself. ::Halsted smirks.:: Halsted: So you want to walk around AWS and claim that you’re some sort of devil incarnate, but all I see is a cowardly drunk who can’t even stand on his own two feet and fight me on his own. Your claim is a joke, just like your claim to being a man. If you think it’s gonna be so easy to hang me then you’re dead wrong. I’m gonna show you the real devil. The one that resides in me. You haven’t seen Hades, yet, boy, but at Psycho Circus, I will be the one introducing you to the Ferryman. He has such sights to show you. ::The sun begins to set.:: Halsted: Time is running out, Sammy, so you better make things right with your demons because I’m sending you down to Georgia wrapped in a blue dress as a message to Satan, himself, that you’re his new bitch for all of eternity. ::Halsted stands up and tosses the straw hat off to the side of the porch as he stretches. He walks inside and grabs a gas can. He drags a wicker rocking chair out in front of the porch along with the straw hat. He pours the gasoline all over the chair and hat, then lights a Zippo lighter that he had in his pocket. He sets the chair and hat ablaze and then walks back to Halsted Manor.:: Halsted: See, Sammy, I’m gonna burn your entire existence down and send you off in a blaze of glory. You don’t deserve a warrior’s death but I’m gonna let you have a moment that will live in AWS infamy because I’m just that kind of guy. You get to be the next victim in a long line because I came here to show the entire AWS Universe that I am still the greatest champion in its illustrious history and no one's gonna say any different by the time I reshape AWS in my image. This is the Era of Halsted and it won’t end until I decide that it’s time for it to end. ::Halsted continues to walk towards the Halsted Manor and the black smoke billows from the fire behind him. He enters the Manor and walks towards his closet. He changes back into his workout clothes and makes his way to the Halsted Fieldhouse. Halsted steps into the ring and begins to spare with his trainer, Margot.:: Margoit: It’s good to see that you’re focused, Vin. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen that look. Halsted: You know, Margot, it’s a damn good feeling to know that I don’t have any more demons to put away. Margot: They’ve all been put to rest and now you can be the champion we all knew you could be. Halsted: Absolutely, I’m still the hunter of AWS, nothing has changed just because I finally took the AWS Pinnacle Championship into my possession. It may not be the AWS World Heavyweight Championship but it is the top prize that has eluded me for over ten years. No one's gonna swerve their way into taking it from me this time. Margot: With each challenger, comes another soul to send on. Halsted: That’s exactly it, Margot, I don’t have a list of souls to send on, now it’s everyone and anyone who dares to step into the ring with me. The Ferryman has been satisfied, now I get to send these bastards on for fun. I love hearing them beg me to stop before I land the final blow that sends them off. Margot: It’s like what we keep saying… Make them all pay, Saul didn’t know what the Hell he got himself into and he’s lucky you weren’t the one to end his pathetic existence. That was a stolen valor that Sammeal will have to pay for in full. Halsted: The wounded animal was mine to finish but Sammy will feel my wrath for stealing that from me. He is a sick piece of shit that needs to be sent back from whence he came. I’m gonna make him feel pain like he’s never experienced before. He’s gonna bleed more than he has ever shed and when he is at his lowest, that’s when I will hang him. He will be put out of his misery at Psycho Circus for all of AWS to see. Margot: Then he can face all of his demons as he passes on. Halsted: AWS is my playground and I’m just getting started with the Era of Halsted. The War with Charlie ended with me standing over him as the victor and history will continue to repeat itself with each of these challengers who step up to face me. The level of violence has been elevated and I will tear each and every one of them to pieces until there’s no one left. Margot: Keep moving forward, Vin. Nothing can stop you. AWS is your world. Now. ::Halsted nods at Margot as they continue to spare.:: Halsted: They will all suffer for the twelve years of Hell that I had to crawl, climb, and claw through to get to this point. I am the Iconic King of AWS. Sammy and everyone else will just be brief mentions in the annals of AWS History. Nothing will ever be the same so let the blood rain down on AWS as the Halsted Reign of Terror continues to flood the AWS arenas. If it’s Hell Sammy wants, then it’s Hell I’m bringing with me. Begone devil… and I can take yet another name, Demonslayer, at Psycho Circus. ::Scene fades to black. END SCENE.::

AWS - Vin Halsted - The Reign of Terror Begins ::Scene opens with Vin Halsted sitting at his elongated dinner table in the Halsted Dining Hall. The hall was designed with the intention to look just like King Arthur’s dining hall in Camelot. Halsted has always fancied himself to be a king and he has been able to attain everything he could have ever wanted to have in this world and the next. Everything was in his grasp and then it all faded away. He fought undisclosed wars, fended off greedy souls, and fell into a darkness that he never thought he’d ever escape. Now, as he looks across the table he gazes at the AWS Pinnacle Championship Title that is seated at the head of the table and thinks to himself that he is vindicated. His gaze breaks when he hears Scarlett enter the hall. He overhears a conversation that she is having on her cellphone. He looks over at her as she sits at the seat in between himself and his new prize. She nods to him and he smirks and shakes his head.:: Halsted: What’s going on, Scar? Scarlett: That’s the tenth call I’ve taken today, Vin? Halsted: Oh? Scarlett: Don’t be coy. You knew this would happen. Halsted: Did I now? Scarlett: Don’t let it get to your head like last time. Halsted: Whatever do you mean? Scarlett: Vin, you told me that if we ever made it back to this place that you wanted me to step in and remind you how it almost destroyed everything you ever built for yourself and the rest of us. You finally climbed back up from the darkness you once were in and I’m happy to see that. I’m just not going to stick around when you fall to pieces again. Halsted: Look, Scar, I where I’m going this time and that’s not gonna happen again. ::Scarlett takes a deep breathe and sighs.:: Scarlett: I don’t know. I saw the way you were looking at that title when I walked in and it scared me, Vin. I just can’t watch you go down this road again. Halsted: That’s why I need you, Scarlett. That’s why I need Margot, Mr. Hand, Joey, and Anjolie! Even, Caden, for that matter ::Just as Halsted mentions Caden, a small arm reaches up from underneath the elongated table and the hand of a child grabs the AWS Pinnacle Championship title from the table. It pulls it down and the title disappears from sight.:: Caden: MY PREEECIOUUUSSSS!!! ::Halsted jumps out of his chair and yells out at Caden.:: Halsted: PUT THAT BACK, YOU LITTLE… Scarlett: VIIIINNNNNN!!! ::Halsted stops and looks right at Scarlett with a look of regret.:: Scarlett: This is what I’m talking about, Vin. I’m not gonna let you get so consumed by that thing and AWS that you destroy everything and everyone around you, again. Halsted: But I… Scarlett: No… I know you suffered. I know you spent hours wallowing and wondering who you are without the spotlight when it faded. I know you spent years fighting everyone and anyone who took it away from you. I know you spent sleepless nights training like there was no tomorrow and talking to people who weren’t even there. Halsted: Ok, Scar, you’re right. ::Caden scurries away while clutching the title to his chest. He raises it over his head to taunt, Halsted, but he doesn’t react.:: Halsted: What do you want me to do, Scar? Scarlett: I want you to make a change. I want you to remember what you have and focus on the good in your life. Halsted: Again, This is why I need all of you. Scarlett: We’re not going anywhere, Vin, but you need to keep your head on straight. ::Halsted stands up straight as Scarlett stares him down. Mr. Hand walks in and joins the argument.:: Mr. Hand: What’s going on here? ::Halsted and Scarlett freeze and slump the shoulders as if they were scolded children. Both try to raise their arms to point at each other. Mr. Hand: You two need to stop and get on the same page. Halsted and Scarlett: Sorry, Mr. Hand. Mr. Hand: Now, pick your heads up and talk this out. The jackals are starting to circle the lion’s den and Vin needs to be able to fend them all off. ::Halsted and Scarlett both stand up straight and lift their chins from the floor. They look at each other and nods.:: Mr. Hand: I told you that you need to make all of them feel your pain, Vin, and I meant it. You took the prize that was unjustly taken from you. Stop getting distracted and start pushing back. Scarlett: I’m not taking any other calls from here on out. You have to defend that championship and keep it here. That title is everything this place needs to keep the lights on here and in you. Halsted: You’re both right. I will die before I let anyone take it from me again. ::Halsted walks out of the dining hall and goes back into his bed chamber. He changes into his workout clothes and rushes down to the Halsted Fieldhouse. He starts out by doing a warm-up lap. As he rounds the first bend, he spots Margot as she walks over to meet him. He nods and jogs over to the ring in the center of the building.:: Margot: It’s about time. We need to get back to work. Halsted: Indeed, we do, Margot. Indeed, we do. Margot: So, I did some research and this next guy is something. Halsted: How so? Margot: I don’t think he understands the levity of the situation he’s been put in. Maybe it’s from the recent smashing of his skull that he took but he doesn’t seem to have a clue as to who you are and what he’s about to experience. Halsted: Well, if he thinks a little bump on the head is bad then he has another thing coming. Margot: He was pretty wrapped up about some relations with a girl and thinks he can put his fist in your throat. ::Halsted rolls his eyes.:: Halsted: What does that even mean? Margot: I don’t think he even knows what that means. Halsted: Well, I guess when I send him off to the ER they’ll do a CAT scan to make sure he even has a brain. Margot: I think they’re gonna have to look really hard. Halsted: Anyway, we need to get back on track and show the AWS Universe why I’m the greatest champion they have ever seen and will ever see. The rumor mills on fire with old threats looking to return while new threats are rising up the ranks and I have to put them all down. ::Scene fades to black. END SCENE.::

AWS – Answer the Call Open Challenge ::Scene opens with Vin Halsted sitting behind Charlie Feigel’s desk in Charlie’s office at the OlympiaHalle. Halsted is brazenly sitting with his feet propped on the desk and has the AWS Pinnacle Championship title draped over the end of the desk haphazardly. Halsted smirks at the AWS Universe before addressing them as the new champion.:: Halsted: Once upon a time, this was seen often in numerous promotions. My phone would ring day and night with promoters begging me to come and give their top prize the Halsted rub. but something changed for me. I was always happy to oblige and take the opportunity to humble yet another random champion who thought they were the greatest thing that promotion ever saw. I’d walk in after doing some research and then I’d shred them to pieces physically, mentally, and emotionally, until there was nothing left but to put them on the shelf and be forgotten in the annuls of time. I loved doing that. I fed my unquenchable hunger to stand on top of every damn mountain until there weren’t any left. There was no Mount Rushmore of Wrestling, it was simply just Vin Halsted’s face at four different angles. Once I conquered every federation I walked into, I started venturing out in attempts of challenging myself. ::Halsted sighs and rolls his eyes.:: Halsted: That’s where I went wrong. I wasn’t content with just walking in, wreaking havoc, taking gold, destroying all comers, and leaving when no one else was left to challenge me. No, I had to go out and find challenges. Instead of finding the challenges in the ring, I found the world of backstabbing and backdoor politics. I learned that if you’re an outsider who wants to prove to be the best, then you’re gonna come face to face with guys who want to stay in their “spots” by any means necessary. After a while, I got tired of being the guys who gets used to make someone’s favorite look good. I was clearly better than all of them, but I hit a wall and got worn down. I felt as if I wasn’t needed any more, so I decided to go back to the Halsted Manor. ::Halsted shakes his head.:: Halsted: Sure, I’d venture out from time to time when some new promoter would call me, but it was always the same empty promise of opportunity. Each time the company would fold or swerve me before I could get my hands on the titles I deserved. However, AWS has always been that fed that would call on me to come back. I was one of the first heavyweight champions in its history and I just proved that I’m still worthy of being the top dog here. Necra and Summer found that out firsthand over a decade after I stood on top of the AWS Mountain the first time. I was unbeatable then, and I’m unbeatable now. ::Halsted takes a deep breath.:: Halsted: Necra, you failed to learn your history. You’ll forever rot in the Underworld for that reason and be constantly reminded that I was the God Butcher who sent you there for eternity. Summer, you were a tired champion who was waiting for the guillotine to drop, and I was the happy executioner who put you out of your misery, Two of the greatest talents in the history of AWS and I sent them off to the Ferryman in one fucking night. Now I have to ask the AWS Universe, who’s next? Who has the balls, or moxy, to step into the ring and face me for this? ::Halsted points at the AWS Pinnacle Championship and smirks.:: Halsted: When I was in my first year in HHW, I made a Call to Arms to anyone in that locker room to join me in fighting Joey Cranston’s Underground Alliance. Back then, I thought I was some kind of rebel, but I quickly learned who this business really is. ::Halsted chuckles to himself.:: Halsted: Let’s get down to why I’m here at Charlie’s desk. First of all, Konrad had apparently decided that he isn’t ready to face me. I’d say that I respect that, but I don’t. The opportunities to be in the same ring as the champion are far and few in between. I should know… It took me over ten years to finally regain something that was unceremoniously taken from me. I fought and grinded in several federations, including AWS, until I took what was rightfully mine. I jumped through every hoop, and grabbed every brass ring, until to be told that the princess was in another castle. So, Konrad go kick rocks because you don’t deserve to breathe the same air as me. You’ll never get another opportunity after squandering this one. ::Halsted snarls and shakes his head.:: Halsted: So, with that said, I want to address a few talking heads. Yeah… I heard everything and it’s the same old whiney bullshit every time. When a new champion is crowned, everyone in the back starts crying about why that person got the opportunity and not them. I love it… Keep feeding me your tears, bitches!! I thrive on all of that because I get to hunt all of you down and shut all of your mouths. I’m still the hunter, even though I slayed the top talents, AWS had to offer. So, come one, come all and Answer the Call!! I want each and every one of you pathetic creatures to crawl out of your holes and stand across the ring from me. I will put an end to all of you and the Ferryman’s boat will be full by the time I send off the entire roster that AWS has to offer. I’m not here to be a hero. I’m here to prove that I am the greatest fucking talent AWS and the rest of the wrestling world has ever seen. I will never be beaten and I will never be forgotten, again. If any of you pieces of shit think otherwise, then prove me wrong. Get in line and be prepared to be absolutely ruined and wiped from existence by the one true Iconic King, the God Butcher, the Kingslayer, The Fed Destroyer, Vin Halsted. Until then, don’t ever put my name in your mouth again because I will make you choke on it. The Answer the Call Open Challenge has begun… ::Halsted flips the desk over and walks out of the office. END SCENE.::

AWS – Answer the Call Open Challenge ::Scene opens with Vin Halsted sitting behind Charlie Feigel’s desk in Charlie’s office at the OlympiaHalle. Halsted is brazenly sitting with his feet propped on the desk and has the AWS Pinnacle Championship title draped over the end of the desk haphazardly. Halsted smirks at the AWS Universe before addressing them as the new champion.:: Halsted: Once upon a time, this was seen often in numerous promotions. My phone would ring day and night with promoters begging me to come and give their top prize the Halsted rub. but something changed for me. I was always happy to oblige and take the opportunity to humble yet another random champion who thought they were the greatest thing that promotion ever saw. I’d walk in after doing some research and then I’d shred them to pieces physically, mentally, and emotionally, until there was nothing left but to put them on the shelf and be forgotten in the annuls of time. I loved doing that. I fed my unquenchable hunger to stand on top of every damn mountain until there weren’t any left. There was no Mount Rushmore of Wrestling, it was simply just Vin Halsted’s face at four different angles. Once I conquered every federation I walked into, I started venturing out in attempts of challenging myself. ::Halsted sighs and rolls his eyes.:: Halsted: That’s where I went wrong. I wasn’t content with just walking in, wreaking havoc, taking gold, destroying all comers, and leaving when no one else was left to challenge me. No, I had to go out and find challenges. Instead of finding the challenges in the ring, I found the world of backstabbing and backdoor politics. I learned that if you’re an outsider who wants to prove to be the best, then you’re gonna come face to face with guys who want to stay in their “spots” by any means necessary. After a while, I got tired of being the guys who gets used to make someone’s favorite look good. I was clearly better than all of them, but I hit a wall and got worn down. I felt as if I wasn’t needed any more, so I decided to go back to the Halsted Manor. ::Halsted shakes his head.:: Halsted: Sure, I’d venture out from time to time when some new promoter would call me, but it was always the same empty promise of opportunity. Each time the company would fold or swerve me before I could get my hands on the titles I deserved. However, AWS has always been that fed that would call on me to come back. I was one of the first heavyweight champions in its history and I just proved that I’m still worthy of being the top dog here. Necra and Summer found that out firsthand over a decade after I stood on top of the AWS Mountain the first time. I was unbeatable then, and I’m unbeatable now. ::Halsted takes a deep breath.:: Halsted: Necra, you failed to learn your history. You’ll forever rot in the Underworld for that reason and be constantly reminded that I was the God Butcher who sent you there for eternity. Summer, you were a tired champion who was waiting for the guillotine to drop, and I was the happy executioner who put you out of your misery, Two of the greatest talents in the history of AWS and I sent them off to the Ferryman in one fucking night. Now I have to ask the AWS Universe, who’s next? Who has the balls, or moxy, to step into the ring and face me for this? ::Halsted points at the AWS Pinnacle Championship and smirks.:: Halsted: When I was in my first year in HHW, I made a Call to Arms to anyone in that locker room to join me in fighting Joey Cranston’s Underground Alliance. Back then, I thought I was some kind of rebel, but I quickly learned who this business really is. ::Halsted chuckles to himself.:: Halsted: Let’s get down to why I’m here at Charlie’s desk. First of all, Konrad had apparently decided that he isn’t ready to face me. I’d say that I respect that, but I don’t. The opportunities to be in the same ring as the champion are far and few in between. I should know… It took me over ten years to finally regain something that was unceremoniously taken from me. I fought and grinded in several federations, including AWS, until I took what was rightfully mine. I jumped through every hoop, and grabbed every brass ring, until to be told that the princess was in another castle. So, Konrad go kick rocks because you don’t deserve to breathe the same air as me. You’ll never get another opportunity after squandering this one. ::Halsted snarls and shakes his head.:: Halsted: So, with that said, I want to address a few talking heads. Yeah… I heard everything and it’s the same old whiney bullshit every time. When a new champion is crowned, everyone in the back starts crying about why that person got the opportunity and not them. I love it… Keep feeding me your tears, bitches!! I thrive on all of that because I get to hunt all of you down and shut all of your mouths. I’m still the hunter, even though I slayed the top talents, AWS had to offer. So, come one, come all and Answer the Call!! I want each and every one of you pathetic creatures to crawl out of your holes and stand across the ring from me. I will put an end to all of you and the Ferryman’s boat will be full by the time I send off the entire roster that AWS has to offer. I’m not here to be a hero. I’m here to prove that I am the greatest fucking talent AWS and the rest of the wrestling world has ever seen. I will never be beaten and I will never be forgotten, again. If any of you pieces of shit think otherwise, then prove me wrong. Get in line and be prepared to be absolutely ruined and wiped from existence by the one true Iconic King, the God Butcher, the Kingslayer, The Fed Destroyer, Vin Halsted. Until then, don’t ever put my name in your mouth again because I will make you choke on it. The Answer the Call Open Challenge has begun… ::Halsted flips the desk over and walks out of the office. END SCENE.::

AWS - Vin Halsted - When Gods Fall Blissfully ::Scene opens with Vin Halsted in front of fire. He is seated in a lavish red throne-like chair and on his lap is an oversized leather-bound fairy tale book. Vin smirks as he opens the book.:: Halsted: Vin Halsted stands over Necra holding the head of Necra much like Perseus holding the head of Medusa. Halsted drags Necra’s body around the ring to display his dominance in front of the AWS universe. He drops her down and walks out of the ring triumph. ::Halsted sighs and looks around the room.:: Halsted: Listen closely, Necra, our story was written before it came to fruition. I told you from the start that you are just an end-level boss on my way to the endgame boss. History has to come true as I butchered the god. You fell from grace and now you're just a mere mortal. Now it's time for me to finish you off completely because you found a way into my business once again. That just doesn't sit well with me. Let me ask you this: do you feel the squeeze on your neck? You should, because that’s my foot on your damn neck and I will finish you off in grand fashion inside of the Apocalypse Chamber. Your death warrant was signed when you decided to be the third-wheel in what should have been a one-on-one fight to the finish between me and Summer. I will end you once and for all, then you can face the Ferryman as you cross over into the Underworld for good. This is the end of your part in my story, Necra. ::Halsted shakes his head and returns to the story.:: Halsted: Summer Bliss, it was always going to come down to you and me as our paths were always going to cross. It isn’t because I don't like you. It isn’t because I have anything against you. It's just because you have something that I need. Necra's going to try and get into our business, However, we need to settle this because that title means everything to me. It’s something that was taken from me unjustly and then held away from for the better part of a decade. I was forced into exile and I wandered the world for opportunities to regain my former glory. Nothing ever came and my drought grew longer and more desolate. Unfortunately, you are the one who will feel every ounce of my anger and frustration. You hold the key to my salvation and I’m gonna pry it out of your cold, dead hands inside of the Apocalypse Chamber.The Age of Bliss is going to come to an end. The Apocalypse of AWS is truly nigh and I will be the one to reign it down. An Apocalyptic Harbinger, if you will. ::Halsted stairs down at the book for a brief second.:: Halsted: So it is written so it is done, Vin Halsted has returned to AWS and he's going to show the entire AWS universe just why he is the greatest champion they've ever seen. This has long been way over due to Summer Bliss, you've been a placeholder this whole time while I've been tending to other business. All of that business is done. All of my debts are paid indebted to the Ferryman at River Styx. Now he's just happy for anybody I send his way. That's going to be you, Summer. and that's going to be you, Necra. You are the last two to stand in my way from destiny and I will not be denied. Gods fall, Kings bend the knee, Vin Halsted will reign supreme once again. ::Halsted closes the book, stands up and walks out of the study.:: Halsted: I was the greatest champion the world ever saw. No one could stop me. No one could beat me. No one could pin me and no one could make me submit. I would walk in, take what I wanted and leave when I wanted. I didn't give a shit about anybody or anything besides being champion. Somewhere along the way though, I crossed paths with people who wanted to take me down. Those people tried to destroy me. They tried to kill my legacy. They tried to kill me but I'm something above all of that. I'm greater than a god, and I'm more supreme than a king. I am in a league of my own. I'm a legend, I am something that cannot be killed. Those who tried, learned that lesson, they have all fallen in my hands. They've all bent the knee and now it's time for me to take my place back as the greatest champion AWS has ever seen, once again. Necra, you found out what it means to step in front of to step in front of the bullet train. I didn't stop, I didn't slow down, and you found out first hand that you will not get in my way. Just like Charlie thought he could get in my room. This story ends the way I decide it ends. I'm not just some name to be added to a list, Summer Bliss. In fact it's the other way around. I have beaten every single person who dared to step in front of me. I have taken every piece of gold that I've ever tried to take and it's been a long time since I've been at the top of the mountain. There's always going to be somebody who's going to look to take that away from you, Summer Bliss. Unfortunately for you, that someone is me. You will find out just like Necra found out that no one can stop me. AWS is going to finally be mine again. This time I reimagine it in my image AWS. Prepare for the return of the Iconic King. Then the fun will begin again because that's when the Hunter becomes the hunted. However, my hunger will not be satisfied just because I will finally have what I have craved for so long. No, instead, I’m gonna continue to feast on every poor soul who thinks that they can step to me. I will take on all, send them all home empty-handed. No one can touch me, no one will be able to stop me, and no one will be able to take that title from me once it's in my hands. No one will ever take it from me again and only when I decide to let It go is when I decide to let it go. Like the pharaohs of Egypt, I will be buried with it. Let them all come, I'll be waiting. ::Halsted walks towards the Hall of Halsted and stops in front of an empty case next to the AWS World Heavyweight Championship and Circle of Legends Honor.:: Halsted: It’s time to finally right the wrongs of the past. ::Mr. Han walks over and nods at Vin Halsted.:: Mr. Han: I feel the changing of the guard is upon us, sir. You’ve done everything you’ve needed to do to get to this point. Halsted: Thank you, old friend. Mr. Han: I couldn’t be more proud of you, sir. ::Halsted nods.:: Mr. Han: I have those items you requested to be brought back from the Vault. Halsted: I know you weren’t a fan of them but I think it’s only fitting to bring back what was once the pinnacle of my career. Let the Reign of Terror return to The Ward. Mr. Han: Make them all suffer for the transgressions that were made against you, Mr. Halsted. The Ward will never be the same again. Halsted: Indeed, old friend. Has Scarlett finalized the papers I asked for? Mr. Han: I believe so. Halsted: Then, everything is exactly where I want it to be. Mr. Han: You just have to do what you do best. Halsted: Make them pay? Mr. Han: Make them all pay… without mercy, only malice and mayhem. Halsted: They will all feel my pain and fall to the wayside. The time has finally come… ::Scene fades to black. END SCENE.::

AWS - Vin Halsted - The God Butcher ::Scene opens in the hidden study of the Halsted Manor at the center of the labyrinth of halls. Halsted is seen sitting behind the desk with his AirPods in his ears while reviewing the schematics of the latest edition being built onto the Halsted Manor. He’s dressed a beautiful red custom Armani suit with a black silk dress shirt.:: Halsted: No, I said that the flooring needs to be hardwood. ::Halsted listens to the voice on the other end.:: Halsted: C’mon, man… We talked about this. Margot is gonna be pissed!! ::Halsted listens to the voice on the other end.:: Halsted: We’re gonna have to tell her that the grand opening of her studio needs to be pushed back another month. ::Halsted listens to the voice on the other end.:: Halsted: Actually, you can tell her yourself. Give this shit straightened out and finish the job!! ::Before the voice can respond, Halsted taps the call button on his AirPod and ends the call.:: Halsted: I can’t stand it when someone needs an extension on a job they were paid to do upfront. The gods must be crazy!! ::Halsted smirks.:: Halsted: Speaking of which… Look who decided to grace the AWS with her presence. Well, it’s about time but gods always seem to think they can do anything they want without consequence. However, history would say otherwise. ::Halsted stands up from the desk and begins to walk towards the bookcase. He lifts two books on two different shelves in order to release the mechanism to the hidden door. He walks out while reviewing more construction documents on his cellphone.:: Halsted: I have slayed dragons, beasts, and creatures of all Nature over the last twenty years. I, even, destroyed legends, icons, and so-called gods of the ring and every time I’ve sent them off to the Realm of Obscurity. You are no different Necra and you don’t have a clue about me or my history. You could even recognize that I was one of the first AWS World Heavyweight Champions and I still hold one of the longest reigns in its history. Obviously, that title has undergone some upgrades over the years but it’s something that I need to possess again. ::Halsted points at the 25 world heavyweight championships from various wrestling organizations that hang in the Hall of Halsted.:: Halsted: This hall has been quiet for some time because of broken promises and backdoor politics, but all of those obstacles have been removed. I slayed the dragon and sent him off to the Great Beyond. No one can stand in the way of my destiny. Not even you, Necra. ::Halsted walks into the Halsted Fieldhouse and there can be a loud noise in the background where the construction site is located. The foreman and the workers whizz by as they walk out of the Fieldhouse and onto the grounds behind it.:: Halsted: Life doesn’t stop for anyone. I have meetings, calls, reports, appearances and more, every day but I show up every time. I’ll be ready to butcher a god because that’s one less piece on the chessboard. For far too long, I’ve stood by and watched everyone else step in front of me and get their turn. That ends this weekend. I’m going to cut your head off of your shoulders and keep it in a sack like when Perseus slayed Medusa. You will be nothing more than an empty shell, an afterthought of history, when you face me Necra. ::Halsted clicks his tongues and wags his pointer finger back and forth.:: Halsted: You got one over on me and that’s on me, but I’m not one to repeat mistakes. I’ve taken the time to push myself to new levels while training with Margot here in the Halsted Fieldhouse. I get stronger, faster, meaner, and hungrier every day so that I can finally take the AWS Pinnacle Title back. Charlie and his goons are gone and there’s no one who can stop me from taking that gold back. I’m one step away from finally facing Summer Bliss and you won’t take that from me. If that means that I need to elevate the violence that I dish out regularly to get there, then I will. Vin Halsted the God Butcher has a damn good ring to it. I will paint the ring and the arena with your blood, Necra, so come on and just try to match violence-to-violence with me. You won’t live to tell the story but you sure as Hell can face the Ferryman and tell it to him. I know he’s been waiting for you for a very long time. In the meantime, keep stuffing whatever comfort food you need into your worthless carcass because you won’t get to have such fine dining in the Underworld. ::Halsted traces his finger across his neck and then smirks. He turns and walks out of the Fieldhouse towards the construction site. One of the construction workers hands Halsted a hard hat. He looks around approvingly and then shrugs.:: Halsted: So, how are things, boys? Random Construction Worker: Well, you know how we said a month? Halsted: Don’t tell me that it’s gonna take longer?? Random Construction Worker: Yeah… ummm… you’re gonna wanna talk to the foreman. ::Halsted groans.:: Halsted: Ok…. Where is he? Random Construction Worker: She’s over there! ::Halsted turns and looks at the random construction worker with a surprised look on his face. random construction worker.:: Random Construction Worker: Hey, you said that you wanted the best on this project and she’s the best forman I know for building studios. Halsted: It makes sense. ::Halsted walks over to the foreman and introduces himself as the scene fades to black. END SCENE.::

AWS - Vin Halsted - Next in Line ::Scene opens as Vin Halsted walks out of the Halsted Manor. He clicks his auto entry button on his car’s key fab and then enters his brand new 2023 BMW 850i. He sits in the driver’s seat briefly before sliding the car into drive. He listens to the engine as he checks his mirrors. The car starts to move as he leans back into the seat. He has his usual casual clothes on: a pair of Buffalo flex jeans, Cole Haan brown loafers, and a Ralph Lauren burgundy polo shirt. He takes each turn and curve on his way to I-88 before heading towards the local DMV. About twenty minutes later, he arrives and parks the car. He grabs his car insurance information and walks into the busy building. He grabs a number and sits down. Halsted mutters to himself when he looks at his number and compares it to the number on the screen.:: Halsted: Well, this is gonna take a while. ::Halsted looks around to find an open seat. He starts to walk to the only open chair in the seating area as a woman with a baby approaches the same seat. He looks at her, then the chair, looks back at her and shrugs. He stands off and lets the woman sit. He nods to her then looks at the wall behind him. He sees numerous men and women standing against the wall and not open spaces. He sighs and just stands where he is. He scans the room and sees people of all ages and genders. He shuffles around a bit and grabs his Samsung Galaxy S22+ and swipes the screen. He checks through his notifications, latest emails, texts, etc., to pass time. He sighs and looks at the clock when he sees that only ten minutes have passed and the “Now Serving” sign hasn’t changed.:: Halsted: Ugh… ::The guy next to Halsted hears him groan and then leans into him.:: Random guy: Welcome to the DMV, man. It’s like this every day. Halsted: Well, I guess it is what it is. ::The random guy shrugs at Halsted and Halsted nods.:: Halsted: Does that number ever change? Random guy: Good question, man. I got here when it opened. ::The guy shows Halsted his number. Ticket #42. The Now Serving reads: Now Serving #11. The random guy just laughs.:: Random guy: What number do you have? Halsted: Ummm… Number 132. Random guy: Ouch… good luck with that! Halsted: Thanks. Random: Shoulda gotten here earlier, man. Don’t you know how the DMV is like the Seventh Ring of Hell??? Halsted: Usually, I have someone who does this for me or I do it online. Random guy: Man… That must be nice but why did you have to come down here today? Halsted: Registration and new license. Random guy: Oof… You’re gonna be here forever! Halsted: It definitely looks like that’ll be the case. ::Halsted looks around and then sees a random person get up from their seat. He starts to walk over when the random guy taps his shoulder.:: Random guy: Nah, those seats are for the women and children, man. ::Halsted turns and looks at the random guy with shock.:: Random guy: No joke, man, everyone here knows that. ::Halsted looks around the room, again, and notices that all of the seats are taken by the elderly, women, and children. He looks around the walls and sees all males standing against the wall or in the middle of the waiting room. He turns back to the random guy and shrugs.:: Random guy: Yeah… It is what it is, man. ::Halsted nods, looks at the clock as 20 minutes have passed, and the Now Serving sign reads: “Now Serving #30”.:: Random guy: Some things in life are worth waiting for, man. ::Halsted smiles and nods.:: Random guy: Just not the DMV, man!! ::Halsted nods as the random guy laughs. Halsted starts to laugh, as well, as he thinks about the last several years of his wrestling career.:: Halsted: I like your style, man. I’ve been kinda in a rut these last few years. Random guy: What do you mean? Halsted: Do you ever feel like you’re just spinning your tires and no matter how hard you try, you just stuck in the same spot? Random guy: All the time, man. Halsted: Me too. I’ve been kinda jumping from one place to the next but I keep coming up with the same results. Random guy: Well… How can we change that? Halsted: Good question. ::The Now Serving sign announces, “Now serving number forty.”:: Random guy: Oh, man, I’m almost up, but look… Whatever you got going on, you’ll get there, just keep pushing. ::The random guy hands Halsted his business card and walks towards the service desk. Halsted looks down at the card and reads it. He smirks and then looks back up. He nods to the random guy as he puts the card in his front left pocket. He looks around and then grabs his phone again.:: Now Serving Announcement: Now serving, number forty-two. ::Halsted smirks and nods at his new friend, then looks back at his phone. An hour passes…:: Now Serving Announcement: Now serving, number seventy-three. ::Halsted rolls his eyes, then sees a spot open up on the wall. He walks over but is cut off by an elderly gentleman in a scooter. Halsted sighs deeply.:: Halsted: All you, sir. Elderly man: Thanks, kid. ::Halsted walks back to his original spot in the middle of the waiting room.Two hours later…:: Now Serving Announcement: Now serving number one-hundred, one. ::Halsted looks around and sees another spot open up against the wall. He walks over but gets cut off by a teenager in a hoodie. The teenager doesn’t even look up or acknowledge Halsted as he presses up against the wall. He had earbuds in and wasn’t even paying attention to the rest of the crowd. Halsted scoffs and shakes his head. Two more hours pass…:: Now Serving Announcement: Now serving number one-hundred, twenty-seven. ::Halsted looks up and notices that there are several people still remaining. He smirks and starts to gather his materials so that he has them in his hands. He looks outside to see that the sun has gone down then looks at the clock. The clock reads: “4:45 pm”.:: Now Serving Announcement: Now serving, number one-hundred, thirty. ::Halsted smiles and begins to walk up to the service desk. The woman behind the window places a placard onto the window that reads: “CLOSED” and then pulls down the window shade. Halsted looks around perplexed. He spots a security guard and walks over to him.:: Halsted: Excuse me, sir. Is the DMV closed? Security Guard: Yeah… Sorry, you have to come back tomorrow. Halsted: I was up next. Security Guard: Sorry, sir, you just have to come back again tomorrow. ::Halsted stares at the security guard for a minute. The security guard says nothing and walks off. Halsted crumbles up the piece of paper with his number on it and throws it on the ground in frustration. He shakes his head and walks out of the DMV. This happens every day following for a week and then Halsted finally just gives up as he decides to blow off the DMV and walks around Halsted Manor.:: Scarlett: Hey, Vin, did you ever make it to the DMV? Halsted: Oh God… I’m never going back there. Scarlett: Why? What happened? Halsted: It’s the Seventh Ring of Hell!! Every time I go there, I wait all day, only to be sent home because they keep closing before I get to the window. Scarlett: I told you to go as soon as they open! Halsted: Ok… I did learn that on Monday but I was there right when they opened the doors on Tuesday through Friday last week. Scarlett: It’s Thursday, Vin. Halsted: Yeah… I gave up. Scarlett: Vin… you need a new license. Halsted: Maybe, maybe not. Scarlett: What do you mean by that? Halsted: Did you hire a new driver yet? Scarlett: You told me not to because you wanted to start driving yourself around again. Halsted: Oh yeah… Scarlett: So… Halsted: Give this guy a call. ::Halsted takes the business card the random guy handed him last week and hands it to Scarlett.:: Halsted: He seems like a good dude. Maybe we can set him up as a driver. ::Scarlett nods then walks off. Halsted looks up and then points at the HHW World Heavyweight Championship.:: Halsted: You look a little lonely, my friend, but I think I have something coming that will keep you company. Charlie has been put to pasture and there’s no one else left for me to slay. The road is totally open for the first time in years and I’m just getting started. Necra has no idea what kinds of Hell I have planned for them. It will be bloody, it will be brutal, and it will be a total massacre. I’ve waited too long for this and I think everyone in The Ward now knows what I’ll do to get what I want. The Ferryman and I are now even. That leaves me to do whatever I want, whenever I want, and take everything that’s coming to me. ::Halsted smirks as the scene fades to black. END SCENE.::

AWS - Vin Halsted - Burn It All Down ::Leading up to Darkness Falls, Vin Halsted decided to take a weekend trip in order to explore Rome and the Colosseum. His private jet lands at Urbe Airport as Vanessa, Halsted’s new pilot, announces their arrival. Vanessa gives her final landing instructions as Halsted, Margot, Mr. Han, and Scarlett shuffle around in their seats in order to exit the plane. They all stand up as Vanessa attempts to race to the exit and open the hatch to the aircraft stairway as the ground crew drive it over to the jet. Vanessa huffs and puffs as she ponders her current employment status and shakes her head at her passengers. She rolls her eyes and smiles as they exit. Vanessa: Enjoy your time in Rome, everyone. Halsted: You don’t want to join us? Vanessa: Oh, I’m not one to mingle with my employers. Halsted: Hey, your part of the team, now! Vanessa: I’ll keep that in mind, Mr. Halsted. ::Halsted looks at Vanessa and shrugs as he follows the rest of his team down the stairway and enters the private car waiting for them. The driver takes the bags from the ground crew and then enters the driver’s side of the Mercedes V-Class MPV. The driver takes the group to the Colosseum for a very special tour of the ancient amphitheatre. The driver takes his time as he describes different points of interest as they pass by. Margot and Scarlett take turns ooo’ing and ah’ing at the different sites. Halsted and Mr. Han start to discuss why they took the time to visit Rome before Halsted’s match against Charlie Feigel in Mexico City.:: Mr. Han: You seem distracted, Mr. Halsted. Halsted: That’s far from the case, Mr. Han. Mr. Han: Shouldn’t we have just gone to Mexico City and taken this excursion after your match with Mr. Feigel? Scarlett: Oh, you hush, Mr. Han. I’ve never been to Rome and I want to enjoy this!! Margot: Yeah, me too!! :Halsted smirks and nods at the ladies.in the car.:: Halsted: I assure you, Mr. Han, this isn’t a vacation. Margot: What??? Scarlett: Oh, c’mon, Vin… Just once, I want to go somewhere and not have any distractions from your crazy world of wrestling. Halsted: Hey, now, that crazy world of wrestling is what keeps all of us employed and provides us with a very lavish lifestyle. How else would a bunch of ragtags like us end up in Rome? Margot: Point taken. Halsted: Look, everyone, I set up a really special tour for us at The Colosseum. You’re more than welcome to enjoy it while I do what I have to do there. Mr. Han: I was wrong to question you, Mr. Halsted. Halsted: Absolutely not, Mr. Han. You will always be my mostar trusted counsel. I expect you to step in when you deem it necessary. ::Mr Han nods to Halsted and Halsted returns the gesture as the driver pulls up to The Colosseum. The group exits the van as the driver holds the door. The group is greeted by The Colosseum’s lead curator, Monica.:: Monica: Mr. Halsted, welcome to The Colosseum. I am the lead curator, Monica. I believe we spoke on the phone concerning your interest in visiting. Halsted: Yes, I want to see the arena and walk the grounds. Monica: Unfortunately, the arena floor no longer exists, as I explained to you during our conversation. However, I think I can show you some great vantage points of this ancient ampitheatre that will give you a glimpse into our rich past. ::Halsted sighs and shrugs as Monice leads the way.:: Halsted: Can the ladies be seated in the podium section while Mr. Han and I walk with you? Monica: I’m impressed with your knowledge of the seating. I think the ladies would love to see the view from that section! ::Monica waves to a security guard and speaks to him in Italian. The guard nods and leads Margot and Scarlett to their assigned section.:: Halsted: You two get to be Senators for the day! Scarlett: Thank you, Vin!! Margot: That’ll be fun!! ::Halsted nods and smiles.:: Halsted: Only the best, ladies. Enjoy!! ::Halsted turns to Monica and nods. Monica begins to walk Halsted and Mr. Han through the hypogeum. The air smells a little thicker here as Halsted breathes it in deeply. He closes his eyes and tries to listen to the ancient walls. He imagines himself as he passes by gladiators and caged animals like elephants, lions, and bears. He turns to Mr. Han and begins to shed light on the reason why he chose to take this excursion.:: Halsted: This is where it should have taken place, not Mexico City. Mr. Han: What do you mean, Mr. Halsted? Halsted: You see, Mr. Han, Chuckles and I have had a long history. We deserve to have an epic setting for our final battle. I really don’t understand why this hasn’t been built into what should be the greatest clash of titans that the AWS has ever witnessed. Instead, it’s almost as if it’s been swept under the rug. We may as well go second on the card. We’ve spent months, no years, getting to this point and he barely did or said anything about it. I had to take a championship, run said champion out of AWS, and beat his son to a bloody pulp just to get his attention. His fat ass couldn’t move an inch out of his desk chair to say anything of worth. Mr. Han: He doesn’t respect you. Halsted: He’s dead wrong. He knows what he did and he knows this is his reckoning. I have been pushed into a cage, much like that one, while starving and waiting for this moment. Like a lion released from the cage in a battle on the arena floor, I will tear him limb from limb until there’s nothing left of him. There will be no mercy, only pain. Mr. Han: You have to remind him just who the Hell you are, sir. Halsted: Chuckles never let the fact that I beat him in HHW down. He orchestrated an attempt to destroy everything I built out of jealousy, lies, and betrayal. He masqueraded as my friend for years all while he plotted. He’s partly to blame for the issues in ECWF and SEE. I took the brunt of those fallouts and went back to the Manor. He’s the one who lured me out and tried to tear me down in front of the world. He’s never stood face-to-face with me without a jackal at his side. Now, he has nowhere to turn and nowhere to hide. This is the end of a storied career and I’ll be the one loading him into the back of the ambulance while closing the doors on him. Mr. Han: I believe that Mr. Feigel is finally ready to meet the Ferryman, Mr. Halsted. Halsted: The Ferryman has waited a long time for Chuckles and I’m not going to place the coinage on him. He will have to figure that part out for himself. The jackals have all scattered and have left him all alone with me. I get to be the one that casts the final blow and I will put the Hardcore Legend down in a blaze of glory. He will get the storybook ending he has always craved as he will be cast down by my hand. This is what has been written and this is what will be done. Monica: Gentlemen, we have arrived at the Emperor's box. The view is spectacular. ::Halsted and Mr. Han walk out into the sunlight and step out into the Emperor’s box. Halsted, again, closes his eyes and lets the air whisper the echoes of the cheering spectators. Halsted imagines himself standing over a defeated Feigel awaiting the Emperor’s decision as to whether Charlie lives or dies. Halsted holds his fist out with his thumb extended, then drops his thumb down. He drops the final blow and slays Charlie as he sends him on to The Elysium Fields. The Fields turn to darkness as Charlie screams for his life. Charlie has entered the Underworld as Halsted opens his eyes.:: Halsted: the end is nigh, Chuckles. You tried to distract me by throwing your own son in front of me. For that insult and for everything else, you will suffer an eternity of pain like you tried to push me into. I’m coming out of this as the victor and then I’m going on to destroy everything you built in AWS, like Nero burning Rome. AWS will be rebuilt in my image and I will return it to its former glory, like Caesar Augustus. Time to meet the Ferryman, Chuckles. ::Mr. Han put his right hand on Halsted’s left shoulder as they both looked over the ancient ampitheatre one more time. Scene fades to black. END SCENE.::

AWS - Vin Halsted - Sins of the Father ::Scene opens in Halsted’s secret study that is only found after finding the center of the Halsted Manor’s labyrinth of corridors. Halsted is sitting behind the presidential desk next to a well-lit fireplace. He sits with his hands folded in front of his mouth and a large red book is open in front of him. He looks down at the book and smirks.:: Halsted: Genesis, Chapter Twenty-two, Verses One through Nineteen. 1 And it came to pass after these things, that God did tempt Abraham, and said unto him, Abraham: and he said, Behold, here I am. 2 And he said, Take now thy son, thine only son Isaac, whom thou lovest, and get thee into the land of Moriah; and offer him there for a burnt offering upon one of the mountains which I will tell thee of. 3 And Abraham rose up early in the morning, and saddled his ass, and took two of his young men with him, and Isaac his son, and clave the wood for the burnt offering, and rose up, and went unto the place of which God had told him. 4 Then on the third day Abraham lifted up his eyes, and saw the place afar off. 5 And Abraham said unto his young men, Abide ye here with the ass; and I and the lad will go yonder and worship, and come again to you. 6 And Abraham took the wood of the burnt offering, and laid it upon Isaac his son; and he took the fire in his hand, and a knife; and they went both of them together. 7 And Isaac spake unto Abraham his father, and said, My father: and he said, Here am I, my son. And he said, Behold the fire and the wood: but where is the lamb for a burnt offering? 8 And Abraham said, My son, God will provide himself a lamb for a burnt offering: so they went both of them together. 9 And they came to the place which God had told him of; and Abraham built an altar there, and laid the wood in order, and bound Isaac his son, and laid him on the altar upon the wood. 10 And Abraham stretched forth his hand, and took the knife to slay his son. 11 And the angel of the LORD called unto him out of heaven, and said, Abraham, Abraham: and he said, Here am I. 12 And he said, Lay not thine hand upon the lad, neither do thou any thing unto him: for now I know that thou fearest God, seeing thou hast not withheld thy son, thine only son from me. 13 And Abraham lifted up his eyes, and looked, and behold behind him a ram caught in a thicket by his horns: and Abraham went and took the ram, and offered him up for a burnt offering in the stead of his son. 14 And Abraham called the name of that place Jehovahjireh: as it is said to this day, In the mount of the LORD it shall be seen. 15 And the angel of the LORD called unto Abraham out of heaven the second time, 16 And said, By myself have I sworn, saith the LORD, for because thou hast done this thing, and hast not withheld thy son, thine only son: 17 That in blessing I will bless thee, and in multiplying I will multiply thy seed as the stars of the heaven, and as the sand which is upon the sea shore; and thy seed shall possess the gate of his enemies; 18 And in thy seed shall all the nations of the earth be blessed; because thou hast obeyed my voice. 19 So Abraham returned unto his young men, and they rose up and went together to Beersheba; and Abraham dwelt at Beersheba. ::Halsted looks at the fire and shakes his head.:: Halsted: God tested Abraham and Abraham would have killed Isaac if that’s what God wanted Abraham to do. I see so much here that parallels my current state of affairs in Asylum Wrestling Society. Sometime in the near future Chuckles will have to atone for his past transgressions but the Kid is going to suffer for the father’s sins at next week’s edition of The Ward. The War of Attrition rages on, Chuckles, and you’re about to suffer the greatest loss a father could ever imagine. You don’t get to feel the relief Abraham received from God when God prevented Abraham from sacrificing Isaac. The Kid will be the lamb and I will be the blade that strikes him down. ::Halsted looks at the Bible on his desk and closes it.:: Halsted: Our story continues to be written, Chuckles, and truly is an Odyssey, but even the Odyssey had an ending. I know I have an ending in mind for you, but maybe you have one for me, as well. I brought your precious son into this because I want his demise to be front and center for you to see. His blood will be on your hands because you’ll have no one to blame but yourself. You don’t get to evade the Ferryman, anymore, Chuckles, and I have to reap every soul in AWS before I get to you, then I will. However, everything will happen on my time, not yours. I destroyed Dimter for my own pleasure, but I didn’t give a shit about Jada and her piece of tin. If I really wanted it, then I would have taken it just as easily as I did when I treated Dimter like a little ragdoll. I lost interest the second she couldn’t dance with me when we were originally scheduled to do so. Her days as the Cyber Champion will come to an end when I deem it fit but for right now, I want you to suffer as you watch your son get sent to the Ferryman. ::Halsted looks at the grandfather clock in the corner of the study across from the presidential desk.:: Halsted: My father taught me to finish what I start. I, once, had a dream of being the most dominant man in any federation I stepped foot in. I dreamed of the day when all of the gold from the federation I stood on top of with every piece of gold it had to offer laying at my feet. I dreamed of the day that I would defend that gold until there wasn’t anyone left on the roster to try to take it from me and then I could finally walk off into the sunset. I was convinced that Chuckles wanted that for me, too. Now, I realize that he has always been the reason why I never had the pleasure of completing that dream. The Ferryman showed me how you pulled this string and that string in order to prevent me from that ending, Chuckles, and now, you and everyone you care about will suffer at my hands. Your son is just the beginning, Chuckles. ::Halsted lowers his head and slams his right fist onto the red Bible.:: Halsted: No one will cry at your funeral, Kid. I don’t care what you and your father have between you. I don’t care if you just came out of the womb, or just learned how to ride a bike. You don’t stand a chance against me and you’ve never experienced the level of violence I’m about to reign down on you. You can spit and spew whatever smoke you have but when you look into my eyes do you see the slightest waiver? You’re not being fed to a lion, you’re being pushed into the dragon’s lair. I will show no mercy and I will burn you to the ground where you stand. Your father allowed you to sign your own death warrant when you decided to sign on the dotted line to face me in a no hold’s barred street fight, Kid. I just hope the AWS Universe doesn’t have a weak stomach. ::Halsted stands up and walks away from the desk as the scene fades to black. END SCENE.::

AWS – Vin Halsted – The Devil You Know ::Scarlett and Vin Halsted are seen walking on his private airstrip just outside of West Chicago, Illinois, at DuPage Airport. Scarlett is wearing a Tropics Maxi Dress with Aleena 100 Stiletto shoes and a MATICEVSKI Women’s Mystify Sheer Tulle Shawl while Halsted is wearing black Emporio Armani Men’s Pants Jeans with an untucked Burberry’s Men’s Eddie Polo shirt in pale grey mélange. They’re getting ready to board his 2023 Bombardier Global 8000 private jet. Halsted hands his silver aluminum RIMOWA Original Check-in M Suitcase to the baggage handler after Scarlett does the same with her black TUMI Alpha 3 Worldwide Trip Expandable 4-Wheeled Packing Case Suitcase. Halsted nods to his helper and shakes his hand while slipping him a couple of bills for his service. Scarlett and Halsted walk up the mobile staircase and board the luxury jet. They sit across from each other in the Nuage seats located in the main cabin. Scarlett sighs and looks at Halsted as the jet crew go through their usual welcome and preparations for take-off.:: Scarlett: Here we go again. Halsted: What’s the matter, Scar? I thought you loved our adventures. Scarlett: Yes, but we’re never really done, are we? I thought that you were finally content with everything you did this past year. Halsted: Oh… you know me. If I get an itch, then I have to scratch it. Scarlett: Yes… but haven’t you done everything you’ve ever wanted to do in this business? ::Halsted takes a deep breath and lets out a slight groan.:: Halsted: In a sense, yes, but there’s always new mountains to climb and new challenges to take on. Scarlett: You’ve been a champion in every federation you’ve ever stepped foot in. Granted the last few places we went to didn’t last as long as you wanted but you still left your lasting impression on all of them. I just don’t understand what’s left for you to do. Halsted: See, Scar, it has always been about the journey for me. I’m not one to turn any offers away and Charlie made one Hell of an offer this time. Scarlett: Charlie… Charlie… Charlie… Halsted: I know what you’re about to say, but I’ve given this a lot of thought after trying to go to some other feds. I will always give Charlie the benefit of the doubt because we have history. Better the devil you know than the devil you don’t. Scarlett: I guess, but isn’t that something that can go both ways? Halsted: Now, don’t get too far ahead of yourself, Scar. I have some unfinished business in AWS and I think this is finally the time to get all of that settled. For now, I just want to mow through whomever has the moxy to step into the ring with me. Scarlett: Well, a familiar name popped up for this week’s Ward. Halsted: I saw that, too, and I was a little surprised that he’s still around. I mean, you would think that he would be in some retirement home by now. ::Scarlett rolls her eyes and looks right at Halsted.:: Scarlett: I guess some people just don’t know when to just walk away. ::Halsted smirks, nods, shrugs his broad shoulders.:: Halsted: Look, I know I don’t have as much wear and tear as Dimter does. I mean, that guy is going to find himself in a permanent wheelchair while staring out a window with a permanent river of drool flowing down his face. He won’t even have a chance to do meet ‘n greets on the con circuit at this rate. Scarlett: I’m pretty sure he knows what kind of destruction you’ll reign down on him so why on Earth would he sign up for this? Halsted: That’s the thing you have to respect about him, Scar. He just won’t die! Scarlett: After seeing what you did you those last two guys, I’m going to go out on a limb and say that he will this time. Halsted: To each their own, Scar. Maybe that’s what he wants because he’s going to meet the Ferryman this time. There’s no way back when one does. Everyone in AWS will soon realize that because the list is long and no one is safe. Scarlett: Does Charlie even know what he’s done when he made the call to have you come back? Halsted: Oh… Let’s just see how this goes and all will be revealed soon enough. Scarlett: Should I be worried? ::Halsted gives a slight chuckle in response.:: Halsted: Nah… Just have the checkbook ready for any and all future “mishaps”. I think I might have to cover some work expenses soon. ::Scarlett shivers at the thought and Halsted smirks wickedly. Scene fades to black as the jet begins its ascension. ENS SCENE.::

AWS – Vin Halsted – Impending Destruction ::Scene opens with Halsted walking along the streets of the Southside of Chicago on a hot, humid summer day. He’s wearing a black soft-style AWS t-shirt, a pair of blue plaid Ralph Lauren shorts, a pair of Ray-Ban RB2140 Original Wayfarer Sunglasses, white ankle socks, and a pair of white Oliver Cabell Low 1 leather sneakers. His surroundings are a bit rundown as he walks through one of the rougher neighborhoods of the city. He has his usual cocky smirk on his face as he waves to the folks driving past him.:: Halsted: It’s a damn shame about what’s about to happen to AWS now that I’ve arrived. Charlie made the call and asked me to help breathe new life into his company after the latest talent departures. I’ve never been one to turn anyone down when they ask for me to step into the fold, but I will always do it on my terms and have my own aspirations. Charlie has always known this and I think there’s a mutual respect between us. However, this time I have full say in what I do, how I do it when and where I do it. ::Halsted takes a slow breath in of the city air.:: Halsted: This time will be a blitzkrieg of sorts. I’m going to run through anyone and everyone he puts in front of me and I believe everyone saw that at The Ward when I utterly obliterated poor, young Uh Oh. I mean, did anyone even believe he had a chance against me? ::Halsted continues to stroll down 63rd Street. He nods at a young couple across the street from him.:: Halsted: See… I learned long ago that as I walk around different parts of this city to keep my head and eyes straight, nod respectfully, and continue to walk without turning my head as they walk past me. That’s the way to survive here. Anonymity is important because you don’t want to call attention to yourself as bad things will happen. That’s always my plan when I enter new surroundings and new feds. I let my brutality in the ring speak for itself. ::Halsted looks at the street sign that reads: Western Avenue, and then continues his walk.:: Halsted: The names and bodies will start to pile up as I tear threw everyone at AWS one by one. Don Master is no different. He will be just another victim of my destruction. I feel no sympathy for him and I could care less about his previous collegiate and Olympic glories. Been there… done that, as I’m a National Champion in Greco-Roman, too. I just chose not to go on past that because I had family responsibilities to tend to here. ::Halsted looks past a gentleman as they cross each other on the sidewalk.:: Halsted: I won’t say what it is I’m here to do just yet, but I will reign down a terror that The Asylum has never seen before. This is one of the few places that I’ve felt the need to revisit because there were some loose ends that I wanted to tie up. I know I’m in the Circle of Legends but there was more for me to do here. Charlie has always understood that and I’ve waited for the right time to come and do just that. This is that time and no one will stop me from doing so. ::Halsted walks past 75th Street.:: Halsted: Don’t feel sorry for Uh Oh or Don because they signed their own death warrants when they decided to sign the open contract to face me in the ring. These opportunities will be open to anyone and everyone who does the same. They think they’re going to get a chance to rub shoulders with greatness but they will all realize the same fate. So it is written… so it is done. I’m here to crucify all of you because that’s what I do. I’m a taker of souls and I leave broken bodies in my wake. Charlie opened the Gates of Hell when he made this call and no one is safe anymore. AWS, prepare for a destruction of apocalyptic means. Vin Halsted has arrived and you’re all coming with me to River Styx to face the Ferryman. He’s been waiting and I’m here to deliver. ::Halsted stops at a street corner, kneels down, and leaves a single rose on a grassy patch. Scene fades to black. END SCENE.::

AWS – Vin Halsted – A Man Without a Home ::A man dressed in dark blue For All Mankind boot-cut jeans, a pair of black Ralph Lauren ankle-high boots, and a Lucky Brand novelty t-shirt walks out of The Art of Restoration on Halsted Avenue on Chicago’s Southside. He’s carrying an oversized flat cardboard box with handles and he places it behind his driver’s seat of his royal blue 2022 Bugatti Chiron. He smirks and takes a breath of the fresh city air. This man is Vin Halsted.:: Halsted: What was once old is new again. ::He looks around at the busy traffic and the people walking on the street, riding bikes, and enjoying brunch on a late Sunday morning. He smirks and enters his car. He turns the key and takes a second to listen to the powerful engine.:: Halsted: There are a lot of people who have this idea that the Southside is the biggest warzone in the city. Some might even say that it’s the biggest warzone of the state, or the country for that matter, but take a look at this. This is the new center of the art district. ::Halsted takes a quick review of the quiet setting before joining traffic by checking his mirrors and his blind spots.:: Halsted: This city is still thriving, growing, and changing. At one time, Cabrini Green was the most dangerous part of the city. All of that changed when it was torn down and turned into townhomes and lofts to bring up the Rush and Division area. The violence has now spread throughout the city to an overwhelming rate. ::Halsted sighs and shakes his head.:: Halsted: The Southside can be a nasty place, but it has its diamonds in the rough like Halsted Avenue. It wasn’t always like this and the buildings are still something left to be desired. ::Halsted points at some of the dilapidated buildings as he follows the slow moving traffic.:: Halsted: My Dad’s pharmacy used to be down this way but now it’s owned by a friend of mine. He’s a quirky kind of guy but I love his entrepreneurial spirit. He and I share a love for collecting old art. We met in a social media group and became quick friends. He told me about how he would restore pieces of art back to their former glories. He, even, told me that he could do that for any type of piece like old photos, original movie posters, canvases, books, and so much more. ::Halsted continues to follow the traffic when someone decides to cut him off in his lane. He stops short to avoid any contact, honks the horn aggressively and throws his hands up at the driver in frustration. He shakes his head and mutters as he’s forced to let the other car into his lane.:: Halsted: Eh… whatever! ::He shrugs and simply moves on.:: Halsted: So a few years ago, my friend pitched me this idea to take over my Dad’s old pharmacy so that he could start a restoration business. I decided to give him a shot so I told him that I’d lease the property to him. His business now incorporates restoring art and memorabilia, framing, and private autograph signings with celebrities and sports legends. He’s so overbooked with clients that he’s taken over the whole block. ::Halsted pauses as he merges on to the 290 expressway.:: Halsted: I, even, helped him by doing the first private signing. I was shocked by the variety of fan items that were sent in. I had no idea there was so much merchandise for me to sign. I mean… who knew people collected ring worn gear? Anyway, after a few hours everything was signed the way every fan requested. There were so many quote inscriptions but hey, I’ve always had a strange relationship with my fans. ::Halsted smirks and shrugs.:: Halsted: The thing is this, I don’t need money. I’m not looking for fame. I want the glory and everything that comes with it which is why I’ve decided to give Charlie and his band of misfits one more try by joining his latest promotional venture. He’s always known that if he needs me but this time’s gonna be on my terms. I get to make my own rules and play the game my way. With that in mind, I’ve decided to give the AWSE roster an opportunity by stepping up and stepping into the ring with me. I call it, “The Halsted Fifteen Minutes of Fame Invitational”. ::Halsted nods and smiles as he allows a beautiful woman to pass in front of him on the Eisenhower Express.:: Halsted: See, folks, I can be charitable. Just think about how big of an opportunity for someone who hasn’t been able to grasp that brass ring! So, the deal is that anyone one in AWS or somewhere else will be able to get a brush of fame by getting a rub from me, Vin Halsted!! ::Halsted gets a quick chuckle in and rolls his eyes.:: Halsted: Here’s the reality check, though: I’m doing this because I need to add to the Hall of Halsted. I’m gonna obliterate anyone stupid enough to step up just because I can. I have a new level of violence that’s been in need of a release on some poor unfortunate soul and it looks like I have my first victim lined up. Apparently, some complete piece of trash named, Uh Oh, has decided to sign his own death warrant by agreeing to face me in my debut match. In all reality, fifteen minutes with me is way too generous and he, along with anyone stupid enough to sign the open contract, will learn that they’ll be lucky enough to have three minutes in the ring with me. It’s gonna be an absolute bloodbath and all of these future opponents will never be heard from again. ::Halsted stares down the car next to him that attempts to pass him. He presses his foot down on the accelerator and flies by them.:: Halsted: No one’s gonna stop me from taking what I’ve come to AWS for and I will leave a massive amount of bodies in my wake. I’ll see you all very soon! ::Halsted continues to fly down the highway towards Halsted Manor. The scene fades to black. END SCENE.::

Wrestler's pic base: Triple H (2002 with beard and long hair) Ring Name: Vin Halsted Real Name: Vincent Sanzio Also Known As: Halsted Hometown: Chicago, IL Height: 6'4" Weight: 260 lbs. Blood Type: A Positive Birthdate: July 22, 1985 Debut Year: 2003 Alignment: Heel Alliances: Joe Cranston, The Enforcer Cheating Tendency: Whatever means necessary Fighting Styles: No specific style, as Vin is capable to mix it up between Hardcore, Lucha, Old School, Power, Shooter, etc. Similar to Wrestler: a mix of Triple H’s tactical abilitiy, AJ Styles’s high-flying, Bryan Danielson’s technician attributes, and Kenny Omega’s crossover styles Current Entrance Music – Avenged Sevenfold's "Hail to the King" (Previous Entrance Music includes: MegaDeth’s “Kill the King”, Korn's "Coming Undone", Korn's "Blind", Korn’s “Evolution”) Wrestler's Entrance: Blue strobe light over the white smoke. Gold sparks fly all around him as he stands at the top of the stage in the midst of the smoke. He stretches his arms out as the crowd chants “Hal-sted”. He spins around once before sauntering down the aisle. He wipes his feet before climbing into the ring to take the center for one more spin and outstretched pose. Ring gear: Simple black tights with “VH” on the thighs, black knee pads, white boots with “VH” on the sides, white elbow pads. Standard moves: Superplex (various styles – belly-to-belly, belly-to-back, etc.), Flying elbow, Sunset flip (top-rope or running), Plancha (various styles), Moonsault (various styles – BME, Corkscrew, Asai, triple, etc.), Running Powerbomb, Sunset flip Powerbomb, Triple Powerbomb, Sit-out Powerbomb, Senton Bomb, Rolling Thunder, Flying Body Press, 450 Splash, Flying Splash, Jackknife Powerbomb, German Suplex (w/ or w/o bridge), Brainbuster (w/ or w/o cradle), Northern-Lights Suplex (w/ or w/o bridge), Spinebuster, VanDaminator, Superkick, Suicidal Dives (over/through/off of the ropes), Powerslam, Hurricanrana, Texas cloverleaf, Fujiwara armbar, Impaler DDT, Hangman Neckbreaker (from the turnbuckle or standing), Swinging Neckbreaker, T-Bone Suplex, Belly-to-Belly Suplex (overhead throw), Death Valley Driver, Tombstone Piledriver, F5, Jackhammer, and a jumping Piledriver, Dragon Suplex, Dragon Sleeper Signature Move(s) & Description(s): Fade Out - Avalanche Brainbuster; Mass Confusion - Double Underhook Jumping Piledriver; Welcome to the Southside - Package Piledriver; Faced - Second-rope Pedigree (aka... "Pepsi Plunge") Primary Finishing Move(s): Halsted Hangover – somersault Stunner from the turnbuckle Secondary Finishing Manuever: Fahgetaboutit Bomb – top-rope Powerbomb Favorite Submission: CTFO (Choke the f*** out) - rear-naked choke Title Histories & Accolades: A champion in every federation he’s ever stepped foot in (SWA, NCW, EWF, ECWF, RWO-SNME, GFCW, DWF, HHW, CWI, IWFF, NWA, WFW, DHWF, PHW, TCW, ASE, AUW, KPro, FCPW, XWF, GTW and a member of the Federations Hall of Fame, HHW/CWI Hall of Fame, and the ASE Circle of Legends. Brief Background: Vin Halsted witnessed his father get murdered in a robbery gone wrong at the age of 12 while living on the Southside of Chicago. His mother decided to move closer to his relatives in Long Island but Vin opted to stay with a family friend named, Mr. Han, so that he could stay in school and be trained by him. He paid his way through college by bouncing at local dive bars and working as a low level collector. He was discovered by Joe Cranston and was recruited to join HHW. Vin quickly rose the ranks and attracted the attention of numerous promoters. He would go on to attain title after title and accolade after accolade. He took on a personal assistant named, Scarlett, in order to manage his contractual needs and a head maid named, Angelina, who tends to the Halsted Manor. Mr. Han moved in and became his butler when he decided to build Halsted Manor. It started out as a humble estate and it has since grown into a massive castle-like compound that houses multiple studies, grand halls, a private movie theatre, a huge fieldhouse with a training facility that Dorian Yates designed, a labyrinth, a second home for Joe Cranston and his son, Caden, and so much more. Motivations: Glory; they are obsessed with winning and will stop at nothing to avoid defeat. Going for Gold; all they care about are title belts and winning them. They want to be the best. Punishment; they fight as a way to unleash their frustrations. They just want to hurt people.