The Undertaker w/ Paul Bearer

*The past was dark, the moments leading up to now were dim. No light was near, no one person or thing was safe. Around the bend was just the beginning of change. No one knew what was upon them, no one even saw it coming. Nothing came close to the next phase in the chapter of this industry. For the darkness was becoming the new light, the light that would steer everything into the right direction.*

The scene opens up to a dark and fog filled graveyard just outside of an unknown location. The grass is thick and a green color that anyone would be proud of. Tombstones surrounding the area with a whimpering wind filling the air, passing by anything in sight. In the near distance we see a man with a black suit and pants on, a red tie and a white inner dress shirt buttoned up nicely. Black slicked hair and a triple chin to boot, this man was short and stubby but his eyes were cold and focused. As he approached the tombstone area, he began to speak aloud the area, seemingly into thin air. 

Man: "As the garden upon us lives and breathes, it too shall pass on in time."

The man crouches down, reaches over to some near by flowers and picks a red rose out from the bunch. He raises it up to his nose, takes a deep smell and closes his eyes as he takes a deep breath. 

Man: "Everything in this world has an ending."

He takes the rose and puts it in the front pocket of his jacket, sitting there balanced upon his chest. 

Man: "But in some instances, forever is a long time that has no end. When you're immortal, there is no goodbye." 

This mysterious man cracks a big wide smile before laughing aloud. He takes a few steps to the left side of the tombstone and starts to put his hands together in somewhat of a prayer. 

Man: "Ohhhh yessss!!!"

Just then, all of a sudden a massive lighting bolt crashes down onto a near by tombstone next to him, only for smoke to fill the surrounding air. After a few moments when the dust and air fade, a tall man with long arms and legs stands in front of him. 

Man: "Wha-wha-wha-who are you?"

This new presence steps forward with long pants, a long black trench coat and a top hat around his head. He puts his arm upon the man's shoulder who is now shaking mightily. 

Man: "Please do not hurt me." 

Finally, this massive presence speaks. 

The Undertaker: "You have come to the right place. When all bodies wash away, their souls leave too. I am here for you as you're here for me. For I am, The Undertaker....." 

The Undertaker tips his hat up and rolls his eyes back into his head. 

Man: "I-uh-I-uh-I'm-uh ... my name is Paul Bearer." 

Paul shakes in disbelief at the mere size of this man known as The Undertaker. Together they both turn away from the tombstones and grave and then walk off into the fog side by side.....the rest is history.