Go To Sleep
A lonely Tenth Doctor looked around his sad prison
cell. His feet dangled off his small bed. He had many days to think about his
terrible actions and what he did wrong. His crimes were so great he wasn't even
allowed to mention what they were. He thought too, about how Sexy Voord had been
able to catch him, with a little assistance from Ambassador Alpha Centauri. He
would have many long years ahead from him in that tiny cell to repent. His
thoughts were disturbed by some noise from outside the cell.
"Look in my eyes, what do you see.......the Cult of Personality....."
It was music.
"I know your anger, I know your dreams, I've been everything you want to be..."
The Doctor recognised that song. Cult of Personality, by Living Colour. It was CM Punk's entrance song in the WWE. Outside the cell, he could hear people. A jingle of keys on a chain. The door opened and two people were standing there.
The first was an older man in a suit and bursting with charisma. He was balding, and his remaining hair was tied back in a pony-tail. Paul Heyman.
The other, was more slim. His jet black hair was short, and a beard bordered his angry-mouse face. CM Punk. The second greatest wrestler to ever lace up a pair of boots (the greatest of all time being the 16 time world champion, the Stylin' Profilin', limousine riding jet flying, kiss stealing, wheeling 'n' dealing son of a gun Ric Flair "WOOOOOOOOOO!").
"Like Mussolini, and Kennedy, I'm the Cult of Personality..."
CM Punk got down on one knee, and looked at the wrist of Paul E.
"IT'S CLOBBERING TIME!!!" he shouted. CM Punk removed his yellow shirt (with GTS on the front of it) and handed it to Heyman. Punk grabbed a bewildered Tenth Doctor and Irish-whipped him into the cold stone wall. Stunned, the Doctor stumbled towards CM Punk. Punk lifted him onto his shoulders, threw him forwards slightly, and as the Doctor fell, lifted his knee, to knee him in the face. The Go To Sleep.
"Vintage Punk!!" exclaimed Michael Cole, who was commentating in the next cell.
CM Punk and Paul E exited the room, with the Doctor lying unconscious on the floor. Heyman locked the door. Calmly, the duo left the prison. Outside, a mysterious figure approached, and handed Heyman some money. The mysterious figure laughed. Earth's hero was locked in prison, covered with the shame of his crimes. Now this hero was knocked-out too. Everything was going to plan. As the Higher Power departed, Heyman caught a brief glimpse beneath their hood. What he saw shocked him. They had only one eye...
"Look in my eyes, what do you see.......the Cult of Personality....."
It was music.
"I know your anger, I know your dreams, I've been everything you want to be..."
The Doctor recognised that song. Cult of Personality, by Living Colour. It was CM Punk's entrance song in the WWE. Outside the cell, he could hear people. A jingle of keys on a chain. The door opened and two people were standing there.
The first was an older man in a suit and bursting with charisma. He was balding, and his remaining hair was tied back in a pony-tail. Paul Heyman.
The other, was more slim. His jet black hair was short, and a beard bordered his angry-mouse face. CM Punk. The second greatest wrestler to ever lace up a pair of boots (the greatest of all time being the 16 time world champion, the Stylin' Profilin', limousine riding jet flying, kiss stealing, wheeling 'n' dealing son of a gun Ric Flair "WOOOOOOOOOO!").
"Like Mussolini, and Kennedy, I'm the Cult of Personality..."
CM Punk got down on one knee, and looked at the wrist of Paul E.
"IT'S CLOBBERING TIME!!!" he shouted. CM Punk removed his yellow shirt (with GTS on the front of it) and handed it to Heyman. Punk grabbed a bewildered Tenth Doctor and Irish-whipped him into the cold stone wall. Stunned, the Doctor stumbled towards CM Punk. Punk lifted him onto his shoulders, threw him forwards slightly, and as the Doctor fell, lifted his knee, to knee him in the face. The Go To Sleep.
"Vintage Punk!!" exclaimed Michael Cole, who was commentating in the next cell.
CM Punk and Paul E exited the room, with the Doctor lying unconscious on the floor. Heyman locked the door. Calmly, the duo left the prison. Outside, a mysterious figure approached, and handed Heyman some money. The mysterious figure laughed. Earth's hero was locked in prison, covered with the shame of his crimes. Now this hero was knocked-out too. Everything was going to plan. As the Higher Power departed, Heyman caught a brief glimpse beneath their hood. What he saw shocked him. They had only one eye...