Warning: This roleplay may contain things not suitable for everyone. There may be some violence, there may be some foul language, hell there may even be some sexual content. So all you single-minded people out there...TURN BACK NOW!!! You've been warned...

Unforgiving is something that these peopel always seems to have in their minds but what lacks is the motivation in their little petty minds. No more they seems to see that the darkness is always something that they will experience sooner rather than later. What has been the horrors that has been left in the mind that is engraved will NEVER leaves. Let head into the story.

Lorcan was seen walking in the hall way knowing that he was pretty much a new superstar in Wicked Blood Wrestling which was a place that has meant so much for him with the letter b standing for blood in which something he is there to cause so much regardless of how one would always assumed to care for the wrestling fans which some where americans. He could care less if they were liking him or hating him. He was there to get what he wants and that was championships and fame. He stopped to see few crew members not wanting to messed with him since, He was in the mood to snap their spine like it's was nothing more than twiqs. He kept on walking until he noticed the person who was doing techinic as he stopped to look at him then says.

{Lorcan Balthazar} Hit my fucking music!

The camera turns to the ringside where the announcers are talking about what is going on since, WBW has reopened their doors to a new look and new superstars that will make this company to the best of their ability. The camera panned all over the arena until the camera turns back to the announcers as they started to say.

{Commentator 1} Welcome to a brand new reopening to Wicked Blood Wrestling. We're are here live in las Vegas

{Color Commentator 2} Yeah, Last time we lost many greats in this company but what can you expect? We had some who nearly brought this company to it's knees.

{Commentator 1} You need to exuse my partner here. He is just excited to see the reopening to this awesome company. Let talk about what is new in this company.

{Color Commentator 2} Oh really? You're going to start us off with a snorefest? How original you are. No wonder I get stuck working with you.

{Commentator 1} Will you stop with that? Look at this full arena tonight. These fans are excited to see their favorite superstars and divas putting everything on the line.

Before the color commentator started to say anything as "Walking Away From The End Of The World" by Wongraven started to hit the public announcing system with the arena's light started to to changes from pure normal lights into flashing style until the man comes out of the backstage wearing a jacket that had a sigma of the black cross that was uniside down on the back of his jacket, A black t-shirt hat seems to be made out of pure leather while tha pants were dark black jeans and a leather shoes that would matches so very well with his pants. He started to head down the rampway until the fans were started to chant U.S.A. where Lorcan stops and looks arounds since, He was so much in disgusted from just hearing it from them. He started once again head further down the ramp until he noticed the fans were trying to touch him. He turns to look at them then started to shakes his head in hatred for them. He heads toward to the steel steps since, He noticed that was the only way to get into the ring or just rolled into it but he wasn't going to waste his time on mere flattery of it all. He noticed the microphone that was sitting there for him. He bends down and kept hearing the U.S.A. chant getting louder and louder where he was loving the mere fact that he was not from their country or their so called love for the land. He goes through the second rope to head into the middle of the ring. Lorcan signaled for his music to dies down to where the fans were still chanting" USA" was growing more louder than ever before. Lorcan bring the microphone to his lips then started to say.

{Lorcan Balthazar} Nice... Didn't your flithy mothers teached you to  respect your betters?

Fans: Go Back To Germany. Go Back To Germany.

Lorcan bring his microphone back to his lips then started to say.

{Lorcan Balthazar} Far as I'm concerned... You people can rot in hell. I hate all of you people. like you the fat one in the crowd that holding the sign saying"I'm with american" Each of you single person that sit in this place is a disgraced to my home land. I used to love america until that fateful day my best friend was abused and tortured by you people.

The fans kept on chanting "Go Back To Germany" while Lorcan started to pace the ring until he stop and turns to the camera man who seems to be in the ring where they could record it for live events which was soemthing in his contract to do. He look at the camera then back to the sheeps then says.

{Lorcan Balthazar} You all are just mere sheeps who follows each superstars you like but yet? You're not liking what I have to say huh? I see how things are going...

Before Lorcan could get another word out of his mouth someone's music started to hit which made Lorcan turns his attention toward to the ramp way to see who has the guts to interfered.