The daftening sound of the jeering fans made Ken's gut swirl around like a blender. Those who said a second is worthless might have never stepped into a ring. He was knelt down, looking down in shame, his body felt as sore as if it had been him who took the "Attitude Adjustment". It was all over, the intercontinental championship seemed farther than ever.
.:: He rolled out of the ring to the sound of "my time is now". A disgusted look on his face as he disappeared through the courtain. He heads straight to his locker room and locks the door. He stands before a mirror and looks deep into his clear eyes. ::.
Mr. Kennedy: you are a loser! He didn't even pin you! A second too late, LOSER! Something as simple as a triple threat match! It sickens me! I am supposed to be destined for glory... This means the Intercontinental championship is not enough for me? I thought I wanted it mor than anything, but now after failing to become the number one contender, I feel like I have bigger fishes to fry.
.::There is a knock on the door and Ken stops talking to himself immediatly. Hoping it's not that Goldust freak He walks towards the door and opens it. He sighed in relief after seeing no one was there. He was not really in the mood to give interviews, deal wirh Goldust or attend visitors.What was the knock on the door for then? His head poked out of the room to look for the one who knocked, but the hall was empty. He then noticed a piece of paper which was pasted to the door with a stripe of tape. Ken snapped the paper and headed back inside. He sat back and read it carefully. After noticing his match he threw the paper into a garbage can, smiling to himself ::.
Mr Kennedy: no time to cry over spilled milk! Now that I think about it... The Intercontinental championship is not enough for someone as talented as me! I deserve a wold heavyweight title shot at least! I must prove that at aggression against Brian Kendrick.
Mr. Kennedy: Brian Kendrick? Great! Just another lightweight jumping bean, I hate those! Specially those who spent most of their careers maineventig sideshows like velocity. Seriously, why do I get these matches! I deserve better! Why can't I get the Rock or Triple H as my opponents? Instead I'm stuck with Brian Kendrick.
Mr. Kennedy: I pity him though, he's the one who is going to pay for my loss at Sacrifice, His body will serve as a punching bag for me to deliver a message to everyone in the EBWF, I'm here to write history and wether is the Rock, Triple H or Brian Kendrick my opponent I can asure you I will give 200% on every match I'm booked in.
.:: Ken smiles taking his gym bag and turning the light of his locker room off, before heading out, still wearing his wrestling attire, he just wants to get rest. ::.
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