amongst Sitting a pile of rocks. Chuckling he turns and swings the sledgehammer that he is grasping with both hands as it comes down hard shattering rocks. Each lift and drive downwards slams through rock and stone crushing each into powder and split stone. Shards of stone flash through the air as they land several feet from where they originated as Shaman continues to break them with a steady rhythm as he speaks a few words at each crushing blow.

Shaman: Jackson Kraven…!?

Rock and Steel become one as a crushing blow shatters the silence as it echoes throughout the canyons and valleys.

Shaman: Pathetic excuse for a man…!?

Slamming the hammer down one more time the stone beneath it cracks and shatters with a loud snap and then popping sound. He hefts the 100 lb sledge hammer and looks at it and then turns his head towards the sun.

Shaman: You’re a sad man Jackson Kraven as you claim to have defeated me. You never truly even won. You emerely escaped the pit by having a woman do your dirty work. You were pathetic then and your even more so now. You were out the door and you joined Matt Warr to get your free ride back into the federation. You fail to remember I beat you and your buddy Craven Moore. Craven Moore doesn’t try to lay claim to the past Mr. No More Tommorrows. You don’t hear him saying how much he has defeated someone in the past. No unlike you he is a man of few wordsd and more action. You do not impress nor scare me Kraven.

Swinging the hammer he hammers down upon each piece of stone as it cracks and flies in random directions. He exerts more and more force with each swing.

Shaman: You see Kraven I walked the path of something I have not quite understood why yet. Chuckster’s little push on me sent me head over feet into a darker universe from which I discovered a piece of me thought long lost. Something you will soon discover should have been left buried Kraven. A part of me that should have been left dead and gone. Warr awakened it, Chuckster had shown it the way to come forth. I have embraced it fully. This is one world you will wish you have never stepped forth into.

Shaman seems to begin to increase his pace as his facial expression begins to show controlled rage and anger at each swing. As he begins to smile sadistically as he slams down onto each stone with precise hits and measured strokes.

Shaman: You called me cripple. Do I not stand freely before you? You called me old. Yet it was you who left the WWA from being tired and weak. No Kraven I is a fight you will get. One on one your not as invincible as you believe yourself to be. I am as big and as strong as you are. You are nothing to me. Just another man who pretends to be a god amongst men. I crushed you once and will do so again. I made you bleed and I will do so again Kraven. I beat you before and I will do so again Kraven.

Slamming the hammer down upon stones again he aggressively destroys stone after stone as he seems to be doing this with purpose. Each stroke as precise as the first and his eyes seem to sharpen as he concentrates on the stone. His gaze non wavering upon the rocks and stones placed before him.

Shaman: **Physically exerting himself swinging the hammer** Only the strong survive as long as I have Kraven. I have never bowed before you and never shall I bow before any man. I fought the likes of Darken and Steihl. I have crushed bigger men than you. More worthy opponents than you have ever dreamed of being. You are merely a pretender to the throne. You and I are going to go around this circle that is destined. You are nothing before me. You are merely a passerby on the path I have chosen. You’re just the man I need to teach a lesson to and make sure you truly understand that it is Shaman who has crushed you and brushed you to the side like mere refuse. It is time for you to feel the pain and torture you have inflicted upon others Kraven. It is time to get beat like you have never been beat before.

Shaman stands and lowers the sledge hammer and holds it at his waste as he brings his other hand to the end with the mallet and the other towards the handle end. He raises his head and stares at the camera as the sun shines brightly onto his dark red bronze skin as he moves unflinching no emotion upon his face as a cold rage filled voice speaks calmly.

Shaman: This will be a lesson in justice my way Kraven. For all the men you have hurt and for those who will suffer after me. I will show you why you have crossed the wrong line. You will always look over your shoulder when I am done with you Kraven. I will be the man who will be constantly reminding you that you chose to fight the one man who can and will hurt you. Get angry try to threaten me with intimidation and you will find that I am not going away or am I scared in the slightest bit. I am going to enjoy taking you to school Kraven. You better bring the fight with you. Your future is now and the man who will be kicking your ass has a name and that name is Shaman.

Shaman turns and looks to the clouds in the distance as he grins as the storms slowly rolls across the sky and the thunder booms and lightning flashes in the distance.

Shaman: What are you going to do Kraven when you find you have no more tomorrows. Calling on the past is going to cause you to repeat it. You are going down chump. The way down is a very very painful road and in the end you will suffer, bleed, and be humiliated. The time has come for you to answer for your crimes Kraven. Welcome to hell.

Shaman begins to slam the sledgehammer down again and again as the stone strikes begin to get louder and louder as if it is a giant gavel with Shaman being the judge and executioner. The camera slowly fades as the clouds darken in the background as the rains begins to fall as Shaman continues his strenuous regime.