Monday Grudge

PART TWO:

The camera comes into focus glaring down over the crowded streets of downtown Warner Robins. Scavengers are digging through the trash to find something to eat. Many are unsuccessful as their stomachs ache from starvation. Others are lucky enough to find half eaten hot dogs or cheeseburgers from fast food establishments throughout the city. Zooming in, the camera captures XPW superstar Immune walking among the homeless. He begins heading down a dark and gloomy alleyway, and approaches a couple of incoherent bums that are gathering around a burning trashcan in attempts to stay warm. The individuals are completely oblivious to who Immune is. As he nonchalantly begins to bypass the unfortunate, he is approached by one of them, face to face.

Bum: Sir, by any chance, would you have any spare change?

Immune overlooks the beggar and continues to stroll on by. That is until he is forcefully clutched on the forearm by the pleader. Immune whips around and stares the man in his eyes as the man pleads with him one last time.

Bum: Please sir, I haven’t eaten in days and I would surely appreciate a nice hot meal.

Immune rubs his chin and nods his head in approval. He reaches into his pocket, but before pulling out any money he pauses. He pulls his hand out of his pocket empty handed and requests a favor from the bum, since he is going to be so generous to give him some money to eat.

Immune: I will make you a deal. You let me stand by your fire for a few moments and burn some of your twigs you have in that pile over there and I will pay for you and all of your buddies to eat dinner tonight.

The man quickly agrees to Immune’s deal, by shaking his head like a bobble doll. Before the man can speak, Immune interrupts him.

Immune: There is one last stipulation to our agreement though.

The man’s face is overtaken by a confused state. Immune continues to speak.

Immune: The last requirement in our deal is, while I stand over by the fire, all of you must remain completely silent and listen very closely to every word I have to say. If you do that, then I will upkeep my side of our little bargain.

The man puts up his finger, in a one second motion, and runs back over to all of his buddies. After a short period of time the man approaches Immune again with a smile on his face. The man informs Immune that he talked it over with all of his buddies and they all agree to the stipulations of Immune’s generous offer. Immune arrogantly struts over and joins the circle of bums. Immune stares into the burning fire and begins to speak, while the men stare at him with the intent of listening very closely.

Immune: I would like to start off my solo conversation by talking about today’s economy. I mean, for Christ sakes what is wrong with the United States of America these days? Thousands of hardworking individuals have lost their jobs in the last couple of years and, in return, the slackers of this once great nation are the ones that are still receiving a paycheck week in and week out. I can’t think of a better example of a slacker than my opponent on this week’s edition of Monday Night Grudge, Dominik King. This guy is not only the laziest superstar in the XPW locker room, but he is also the most ambitious individual to fail. This so called, professional athlete honestly believes he has a chance against the best professional wrestler the XPW staff has ever signed throughout the entirety of the federation. Kid, I want to make one thing straight to you right here and now. It doesn’t matter to me which of your seven personalities I face come Monday, because in the end, I will be victorious.

Immune’s concentration is broken by a crackling sound from the burning timber. He glances over at the pile of twigs and approaches them. He bends down and picks up three pieces and walks back over to the burning trashcan. Before dropping any pieces into the flames, he continues to speak.

Immune: I happened to catch a glimpse of my opponent’s little segment he produced the other night. He went on and on, giving a history lesson that no one truly cared about. That is until he caught my attention by mentioning the television. I must agree the television is a unique and creative invention in which I am truly grateful for. The reason I am so dedicated in giving credit to the creator of the television is, without him, no one would have the opportunity to witness the ass kicking I’m going to hand Mr. King.

A devious smile takes over Immune’s face as he tosses one of the twigs into the flames. He continues to speak.

Immune: Another thing he mentioned that really hit a nerve was the fact that he said I was cracking under the pressure of no longer being the highlight of the XPW establishment. He was so firm, in his beliefs, as to why I walked out of the federation, that he never stopped and collected the actual facts behind the situation. I could go on and on explaining the reasoning’s behind my departure, but I’m not one to preach. All I can say is, Dominik, when adults have to make an adult decision, ninety percent of children wouldn’t grasp the concept behind it, which is why, you were never informed, because quite frankly, it’s none of your damn business kid!

Immune tosses the second twig in the fire and focuses in on the flames once more. He continues to speak, as the flames are gradually rising from the excess wood.

Immune: I want to say one final thing before I head out of here. Dominik, you went as far as playing juvenile games, such as name calling. You really thought your preschool insults were going to offend me? What was it you said again? Oh yeah, that’s right! Instead of me picking up my fat gut and battling through the rough edges in the industry, I caught the first bus out of town. That might not be word for word, but you catch my drift. In other words you called me a fat ass on national television and that’s okay, because in reality. I would rather be a fat ass, than a scrawny premature pubescent punk! Now let me show you with this final demonstration, what I do to twigs like you.

Immune throws the final twig into the fire. He motions for everyone surrounding him, to glare into the fire and watch as the twig burns. He finishes his solo conversation with a couple final statements.

Immune: I burn them in front of the entire audience!

Immune begins to laugh hysterically until he is interrupted by a phone call. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his cell phone and receives the call.

Immune: What’s up bro?

A distant and unclear voice is heard mumbling on the other end of the phone. Immune replies.

Immune: Yeah man, I’m on my way right now.

Immune begins to walk away before he is approached by the bum. Immune shoves the man down to the ground out of frustration for being rudely interrupted while being on the phone. He just continues walking down the dark alleyway, with no intent of upholding his end of the bargain. The camera continues to follow Immune as he reaches his destination, which is a back entrance into an abandoned warehouse. Out of curiosity the camera crew follows Immune inside. The walls are wet with mildew and mold, as rusted chains are dangling freely from the corroded ceiling. Abandoned and malfunctioning machinery has crowded the structure. Immune leisurely approaches a table sitting in the far corner of the room. Resting upon the table is a lamp with a dreadfully dark lampshade. The lampshade reflects the majority of the light, which impairs the vision. Immune extends his arm across the table in a handshaking fashion, and out of the shadows another man’s hand firmly grasps Immune’s hand as they share a respectable handshake. Immune begins the conversation.

Immune: We finally confront one another, face to face, for the first time in several months.

Mysterious Man: It has definitely been too long.

Immune: Well let’s save the small chitchat for later, we have some important matters to attend. Especially since you are returning a hell of a lot quicker than I ever expected.

The unidentified man chuckles within the shadows.

Mysterious Man: Indeed we do.

Immune glares back at the camera with an irritated glance. Sort of with a, get the hell out of here, look. The camera fades to black as the two are discussing game plans for the mysterious man’s triumphant return.

OOC: Just so everybody knows, the reference to burning Dominik is not to be taken literally. What Immune meant by that comment, was basically, he will annihilate and embarrass him.

**Advance, Engage, Conquer...Gold and Repeat**

Various shots of troop deployment throughout the ages flash across the screen...Choppers flying low over the mountains of Vietnam...The US storming the beaches at Normandy...Paratroopers drifting down onto the sands of Afghanistan...

Voice: Throughout the decades, war has been a part of our very existence. From the dawn of man, we have gathered our forces and marched into battle...Regardless of the intelligence or strength of our enemies...The American colonies knew the odds they faced when they declared independence, yet the Minutemen marched on and stood toe to toe with the King's Army. Later on through the years, the US went headlong into the fight against Japan and Germany regardless of the size of the German army and the suicidal tactics of the Japanese. The point I am trying to make is, Revolution doesn't care about the size of Masta Don or Joey's so called intelligence...We will go into battle and when the smoke clears...we will hold the XPW tag team titles over our heads...

The clip stops and a dim lit room comes into view. A large, round table sits in the middle of it and three occupy the room. One man, Venom, sits in his high back leather chair as the other two men stand opposite one another, these men are Nicky War and Matthew Storm.

Nicky and Matthew are discussing their possible game plan for their upcoming tag title match...

Storm: Exactly...We have to keep Joey in the ring as much as possible...and when he's not...We stick and move on Masta...Hard fast hits...

War: Totally...But I have one question...Why don't we just take Masta head on with some of our double team artwork...Super kicks, focus on the big guy's legs, and his head can't take to much damage before we rattle his cobwebs...

Storm: True...But if that don't work we'll...

Venom slowly rises to his feet, leans over and puts his palms down on the table...

Venom: It'll work...Whatever you guys do...will work. You've come to far to lose now. You boys have done everything there is to do to prepare for such a great opportunity. No matter what you do you will win. You are ready...

War and Storm both nod their heads and make eye contact...The mental conformation made is obvious. They have decided that Failure is not an option. Determination burns deep in their eyes...

The scene fades to black...

The scene fades into a dark and musty arena, the door of the arena opens as some sunlight creeps into the room. The camera zooms in as a familiar female figure is seen in the doorway, the lady walks into the arena as the door shuts behind her revealing her to be Jessica Nogueira. Jessica isn’t looking too happy and it looks like she let herself go: the hair she had so clean and straight is now filled with dirt and covering her face.

Jessica: Where the hell is he? I’ve got a bone to pick with him…going behind my back and getting me fired from XPW just because I was humiliating him and not delivering on my matches. He’s my fuckin brother he should remember that blood is thicker than water…before he kicks me to the curb!

Maniacal laughter is heard from somewhere, Jessica begins to look around to see where her older brother is but he’s nowhere to be seen. She begins to walk towards the laughter as the door she came through opens again casting the room into sunlight once more. Jessica turns around to check who it is as Barbara walks in, the two ladies stare at each other before nodding and going to the laughter together.

Barbara: He has to be here somewhere…where do you think he could be Jessie?

The two walk into a room and fumble around for the light, after awhile there is a soft ‘click’ as the light comes on illuminating the room causing a bunch of beetles to scurry away trying to find the darkness. The two look around before hearing more laughter as a loud thump is heard behind them. The girls look scared as they slowly turn around and come face to face with “The Future” Ken Nogueira who does NOT look happy.

Ken Nogueira: I know why the two of you came here…Jessica you came here to get back at me and to beg me for your job back…well that’s never going to happen so as far as I’m concerned you made the biggest mistake of your life coming here today…Did you hear what DJ Jones said about you and how you were my only source of attention? How you got me noticed? Well you DID get me noticed…but it wasn’t the way a former world champion like me WANTS to or SHOULD get noticed, you have no idea how hard it was for me to admit that my sister is…a lesbian! No wait your not just a lesbian you’re the kind of girl I hate: a lying, slutty, bottom feeding, trash bag lesbian! I mean before you came out of the closet I was close to you and I’d come to you if I ever had a problem but when you finally revealed your secret…ON LIVE TV!! Well that was when I slowly began to distance myself from you. I will not have a lesbian as a sister, as far as I’m concerned you aren’t a relative of mine!

Ken glares at Jessica as the camera zooms in on the two, Barbara is right next to Jessica her mouth wide open gaping at Ken before she comforts Jessica as tears are seen swimming in her eyes. Ken chuckles abit before turning to Barbara who takes a few steps back pulling Jessica further away from Ken.

Ken Nogueira: Then we have you “babe” let me ask you one thing…did you really think you’d be able to keep your secret from me?! I know that the whole time we were ‘together’ you were with other men…sometimes you’d even whore yourself out on the street to whatever man wanted you! I knew when we began going out that you were still the whore you used to be back when we first met, sure the sex was great and all…but as usual everything was me! If you wanna try and kick my ass I’ll let you because as you know I only have one rule…and that rule is I don’t hit a woman…UNLESS she hits me first so basically what I’m saying is…HIT ME!!!

Ken leans forward and puts a finger to his jaw smiling at Barbara as she clenches and unclenches her fists. Ken notices her reaction as his smile grows steadily bigger.

Ken Nogueira: Listen ladies…the bottom line is the two of you were holding me back in XPW you Jess because you would annoy me with all of your girly shit and take my mind off what I had to get done in the ring, and you Barb because you didn’t want me to go all out in the ring because you feared I’d be too worn out for later…Barb when will you ever learn that I’M AN ATHLETE!! I HAVE to go balls out week in and week out because if I don’t I’ll get lost in the shuffle and take a backseat to untalented pricks like Tim Timmons and Jordan Post.

Ken walks away from the two and comes to stand beside two strings, Ken pulls one of them as a poster of Tim Timmons unrolls, Ken glares at the poster for awhile before he pulls the other string and a poster of Jordan Post rolls down, Ken stands in-between the two posters glaring at the two women. Barbara walks over to a chair and sets Jessica down in it before slowly walking towards Ken. Ken’s smile grows bigger as she runs up to him and jumps into the air, twisting her body hitting him with a spinning wheel kick. Ken doesn’t budge he just smiles down at her as she gets up and tries it again. This time Ken grabs her and throws her against the wall, Barbara is flying through the air screaming all the way when at last a loud thump is heard the camera pans over to show Barbara slowly sliding down the wall before coming to a stop on the ground in a crumpled heap. Ken begins to laugh maniacally again while Jessica puts her hands over her mouth staring at Barbara’s prone body in the corner.

Ken Nogueira: I told you coming here was a big mistake and now look at whats happened to the love of your life Barbara!

Jessica looks even more shocked that Ken knows about Jessica and Barbara, she opens her mouth to ask how long he knew but Ken raises a hand up to silence her.

Ken Nogueira: Yes Jess I’ve known for awhile…the two of you fucked in my mansion once and you KNEW there were security cameras hidden throughout the house…just in case something happens, and after the two of you were done you were lying in my bed making out. Later on I came home and saw the video and let me tell you I was NOT impressed. Jess your just lucky I didn’t do anything when I found out about the two of you.

Ken slowly walks over to Barbara’s prone body and grabs her by the hair before he slowly walks towards Jessica pulling Barbara by the hair. Ken stops in front of Jessica and lets go before walking off into the shadows. A rustling sound is heard.

Ken Nogueira: Jess…you have five seconds to get the hell out of here before I release them…I’ve trained them well to sniff out fresh meat and it they’re already going hyper wanting to maul the unsuspecting victims.

Jessica looks scared as she looks down at Barbara but doesn’t lean down to pick her up.

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Jessica picks up Barbara and turns around as she begins to walk off

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Ken is heard in the background laughing in anticipation of the next number so he can sick whatever he’s holding back at them. Jessica speeds up a little more and is back in the long and winding hallway that led to the room.

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Two white wolves are seen bounding out of the darkness as Jessica runs as fast as she can, the wolves howls are heard behind her as they seem to be gaining on her. Barbara starts to squirm in Jessica’s arms, Jessica notices and leans down to put Barbara down.

Barbara: Where are we? Where’s Ken? Why are we running?

Jessica opens her mouth to speak but is cut off by a low growling as the two turn around to see the wolves growling at them licking their lips from the end of the hallway. The women scream before turning on their heels and running as fast as they can as the wolves give chase. The alpha male is closest just a few inches behind Jessica as he leaps and manages to bite Jessica on the back of her leg causing Jessica to scream out in pain as her leg gushes blood. Barbara grabs Jessica in a fireman’s carry and begins to run towards the door, Jessica slides off of her back and looks at Barbara.

Jessica: Babe go…leave me here I’ll fend them off as long as you survive that’s all I ask.

Barbara: Jessie your fuckin insane there is no fuckin way I’m leaving you here to die now lets get going!

Barbara and Jessica continue running as fast as they can and it looks like they’ll be able to reach safety as the big black door they came through is just up ahead…however before they can run through it the door is slammed shut as they run into the door and begin to pound on it with their fists. A video screen beside them comes on as Ken is shown on the other side of the door laughing maniacally as the women turn around and the wolves are a few inches away from them stalking them with a hungry look. The women turn to each other and kiss as the wolves pounce. The scene fades out with Ken still maniacally laughing. When the scene fades back in it shows Ken sitting on a chair petting the wolves at his feet. Ken slowly looks up into the cam and smiles an evil smile before he stands up and walks off as the wolves get up and follow him. Ken comes back carrying a gym bag and drops it down at his feet before reaching down into it and pulling out a World Heavyweight Title which he places on his shoulder.

Ken Nogueira: Now that the worthless couple has been taken care of…its time to move onto bigger and more important things…my match next Monday on Grudge, this match is a fatal 4 way that was made for the four of us to prove to management how much we have to give to these “fans” and to the company itself. The participants in the match are Tim Timmons, DJ Jones, Hardcore Tony and myself. Now Timmons has said a few things that I actually agree with, its just a shame he’s said lots more that I disagree with. I guess I’ll begin with him then but first.

Ken clicks a button on the wall as another video screen near him pops on and it shows the faces of his three opponents in the match. Ken stares at it before adjusting the title as he turns back to face the camera.

Ken Nogueira: Well Timmons you began talking about me by stating the truth we HAVE faced once before and I was your toughest opponent in the recent weeks, but that’s because management has put you up against nobodies like Nicky War, Matthew Storm…and lets not forget Jordan Post! Timmons its good that you at least know that whenever your in the ring with “The Future” that is exactly what you called it…a privilege because as we all know…I’ve brought out the best in everyone I’ve came into contact with, Nicky War and Matthew Storm were nobodies until I picked them up and then they bit the hand that fed them…and laid me out. They finally grew some balls and showed that they wanted to step up, they should have rethought their actions though because they pissed off the wrong man!! I know I’ve been saying if people messed with me I’d end their careers and didn’t…but NOW that I’m nothing but a ticking time bomb these days if someone indeed DOES do something to piss me off…its gonna be the last thing that person EVER does!! Timmons I disagreed with your closing statement because we aren’t the only two in the match that are expected to make an impact its actually DJ and myself. However Timmons your not forgotten about because I’ve been talking to some of the fans since the card went up and they think that its going to be you who I make tap out to win the match and avenge my fluky loss to you. You know the loss I’m talking about, the loss that you won’t shut up about! Timmons I just have to ask dude why the hell are you kissing up to me? Are you gay? You must be because no NORMAL wrestler in XPW ever talks about respecting other wrestlers and hoping they do good in the match, now as for your respect I could really care less because…well for one reason your not even in my league, and the second is the fact that I could care less what ANYONE here in XPW thinks of me…I only have my mind set on one thing right now and that’s the complete domination of XPW!! First you tell me that you respect me and then you wish me luck? Jeez Timmons if you actually paid attention to me you’d know by now that LUCK IS FOR LOSERS!!

The wolves get up and slowly begin to circle Ken as he looks down at them with a smile on his face. Ken then looks right back up into the camera as his smile grows even bigger.

Ken Nogueira: Timmons yet again you fuck up with your short term memory, although I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t shocked. Yes its true we’ve fought each other however we have never been team-mates because when I joined The Devils Mafia you were long gone it was just that freak Kenua and me…and even that didn’t last too long. Yet again Timmons we’ve never been friends, and we never will be friends so don’t think of me as one because you are FAR from being a friend of mine! Timmons you idiot you just sealed your fate…overlooking me usually leads to a loss for that person and it will continue to happen as long as I have anything to say about it. Timmons don’t worry your not the only one to accuse me of something I’m not going to do, everyone in XPW here accuses me every damn day, I haven’t cheated my way to get where I am today I EARNED IT!! I worked my ass off week in and week out and proved to management I can hang with the boys so they tested me by putting me against some of the bigger names and what happened? Not only did I manage to hang with them but I even gained victories over some of them! Now Timmons I’m almost done with you because well…I’ve got better things to do then waste my time and breath over someone as worthless as you! Timmons the last thing I have to say to you is…you make me sick! For the past five or six months I’ve been saying that the “fans” are unworthy of seeing us XPW superstars do what we do best: lace up the boots and step into the ring and just like the boys in the locker-room the fans will be there helping you raise to the top…and then when you reach the top they all turn on you that’s why I’ve stopped wasting my time pandering to the lowlife hypocrites that spend their hard earned money to watch us wrestle I look down at people who believe that pandering to the fans will help further their careers…it WON’T because YOU have to further your career not these stupid hypocritical people!!

A whirring noise is heard as Ken looks up at the video screen as a checkmark slowly spreads across the image of Timmons face. Hardcore Tony is next. Ken smiles again and nods staring at the screen, he then turns away from the screen and tries to keep his face set but fails as he breaks out into laughter, the wolves stop pacing and look up at Ken who stops laughing and looks right back into the camera his face serious.

Ken Nogueira: Wow Tony first of all who in the hell are you to voice your opinion of me when your…well…one of if not THE WORST talent XPW has?! I mean you’ve been in XPW for awhile now and your still stuck at the bottom…you don’t want to work your way up the totem pole and get to the top so until you change you can just shut the fuck up! However since your in the same match and talked about me…you better expect your receipt! Now about that receipt…Revolution abandoned me because they thought I sucked and didn’t want to show how great I am, little do they know that I was having some personal problems shortly after they came with me and I had to take time off…however Anthony Tarantino didn’t give me it so I had to stay or else I’d lose my job! Moving on to what you said about Enigma injuring me…are you insane?! First of all he didn’t injure me I “tapped out” because I had much better things to do with my time then kick Enigma’s ass yet again. I’ve kicked his ass once already and just because I’ve been able to do what more then HALF the roster couldn’t do: Beat Enigma…I’ve done it…and there is a greater possibility with each time we face that I’ll be the man walking out of the match with my hand raised! Now about me crumpling to the ground after the match you would too if someone like Enigma hit you with a microphone…Tony have you EVER been hit in the head with a microphone?! You call yourself hardcore but…well…the only hardcore thing I’ve seen from you is you getting your ass kicked all around the XPW arenas! Now I doubt you’ll talk again so I’ll just say that if you get in my way in the match…or after the match I swear I’m going to grab a microphone and bash you in the fuckin head with it…just so you can see how badly it hurts…RECEIPT MOTHERFUCKER!!!

Another whirring sound is heard as Ken again looks up at the screen to see another checkmark covering Hardcore Tony’s face. Ken’s smile grows bigger because he’s finally at the man he’s waited so long to talk about, the former XPW Continental Champion: DJ Jones.

Ken Nogueira: DJ Jessica might have turned heads but everyone was still focusing on the future I mean they know who the better Nogueira is, they knew I’d be around longer anyways because even if they hate to admit it…those fans love me, they come to these shows to see me I mean some of these fans boo me just because I’m everything they wish they were the fans that cheer me still wish they were like me…but look up to me because they understand that the path I’m going is the right way to go! So let me get this straight you think that without Jessica I’m a nobody is that right DJ? Well as it usually is your head is so far up your ass that you have no idea just how much of a SOMEBODY I am!! I became who I am today over the years giving my blood, sweat and tears to become the greatness that I you see standing here before you…yet again I have to explain to you DJ when Nicky War and Matthew Storm deserted me…I was NOT injured that night…the biggest mistake that Venom, Nicky War and Matthew Storm made was not finishing the job…they did inflict some pain, but they didn’t finish the job oh no instead of them finishing the job and taking me out of the business they stopped and allowed me to lick my wounds…and fire me up even more its not my fault they’re too stupid to actually finish a job I mean I would have seen that from Matthew and Nicky…BUT FROM VENOM forgetting to finish something?! He’s a veteran and I would’ve expected him to think ahead and follow up…but instead he made a mistake and called them off as they stood over my body! DJ if I get injured I’ll keep on coming back the wrestling business wants me no…scratch that it NEEDS me!! Without me here in XPW there is NO ONE else who can sell tickets and gain us so much intrigue as “The Future” himself! Yet again DJ you can’t shut up greatness because the fans don’t want it…the parasites love every damn time I get on the camera and talk about my upcoming matches…to them its like witnessing the second coming of Jesus. Now I’m done with you guys…for now and you should expect to see me again before the match, I just hope you know that when the dust settles from the ring that you three will face a revelation…it will make you see just who in the hell I am and what I have to offer to this business!

The final whirring sound is heard as Ken looks up at the screen for the third time and the final checkmark is shown making its way across DJ Jones’s face. Ken looks down at the wolves again who continue pacing around him and then looks towards the corner of the room to see the beetles scurrying back out of their hiding places.

Ken Nogueira: I’ve never been this focused you see this title on my shoulder isn’t a fake…it’s a title that I’ve held in my career and as I’ve mentioned in the past, it is a FACT that always seems to get overlooked…I HAVE been a world champion in EVERY PROMOTION I’VE BEEN IN…except for XPW of course…but like the rest its just a matter of time until I win the world title here in XPW! You see I’ve taken out world champions in the past…and I’ve made it my mission to take out every former world champion here in XPW! Now my road in XPW will be complete when I win this match on Monday and I win the Lock N Load tournament for the vacant XPW World title…when that happens my road will be complete because at last I’ll get whats rightfully mine the XPW WORLD TITLE!! In this tournament there are only two men that I consider threats to my chances of winning the XPW world title those two men are the newly reinstated Immune…and a former World Heavyweight champion who I have a victory over in a long and gruelling match…Enigma!! Not only should this match on Monday be a cakewalk but this whole tournament at Lock N Load should be a cakewalk because I have one thing that the rest of the participants don’t: every other participant has a want for it. Me however I have an unstoppable desire to be the world champion, I won’t rest until that goal has been completed and I walk out of a match with the XPW World Title around my waist…like I touched on earlier every other participant in this tournament wants the world title…not me…I NEED IT!!! So until I get the world title around this GORGEUOUS waist…I’ll continue my rampage throughout XPW taking out the competition until XPW management have no other choice but to award me the title shot I so rightfully deserve. The future…has arrived and I’ve arrived back on the scene to gain gold…the gold I love and when it happens the fans, XPW, the planet Earth and the universe itself will…GET A LOOK AT GREATNESS!!!! See you Monday chumps!

Ken adjusts the title on his shoulder and turns abit so the camera can zoom in to show the title on his shoulder. It zooms out shortly after to see the cocky smile on Ken’s face. Ken laughs evilly for a while before the camera fades to black.

*The scene opens up with a shot of Masta Don and Joey Francis smiling toward the camera, holding their tag team titles toward the camera.*

Joey: Well, it’s time for another title defense out of the greatest tag team in XPW History, Team Francis! Our opponents this week, are the same opponents we’ve been handing it too each and every week for the last month. Nicky War and Matthew Storm, the Revolution.

Masta: *Talking very slowly, and raspy.* I saw your game plan, boys. Trying to keep Joey in the ring for an extended period of time.... Then if I get in the match, you stick and move...

*Masta let’s out a big belly laugh.*

Joey: Thanks for telling us our strategy, you moron’s. Now we’ll make sure Masta start’s the match off to knock your damn heads into the third row.

*Joey nods toward Masta, before heading back toward the camera.*

Joey: Boy’s... were gonna go at it in four days. I want you to take a look at a video package we’ve put together. Watch the domination. Watch the team work. Watch and understand. Watch and learn that you can’t compare, that you cant compete.. That you can’t beat the best..... TEAM FRANCIS!

*****Video Package*********

*We see a video package featuring Team Francis. First we see Joey, then Masta in still shots. It follows into Joey holding the mic.*

Joey: I’ve found myself a new monster..... MASTA DON!

*We see Masta Don kicking Tiny right in the head, knocking him toward Joey who hits a code breaker. The scene then fades into Masta and Joey in action against the Goon Squad.*

Pyro: Joey and Masta have won! They are the number one contenders!

*We see Joey with a mic in his hand.*

Joey: We are the greatest tag team in the world today!

*We see Team Francis climbing up the ladder in a match against Circus of Freaks.*

Sal: They got it! They got the belts!

Pyro: New champions! New champions!

******End of Package.*****

*The scene fades back to a live shot of Joey and Masta.*

Joey: So the past is the past, and it’s time to add another moment to the past. It’s coming on Monday when Team Francis destroys the Revolution!

Masta: Time to Kill em!

*The scene fades out.*

You've done it now
You've gone and made a big mistake
and I can't allow, you to think you can just walk away

XPW comes onto air where the camera rush to the back where Tim Timmons and Dj Jones are standing in front of each other saying some words. Dj Jones is right up in Tim's face not taking his eyes off of him as is Tim.

TT: Dj Jones we have some issues at this point and time you may not like me and nor do I like you but we can agree on one thing we cant stand Ken Nogueira. Ken has shot off to the wrong people.

Tim pauses and looks straight at Dj Jones who tilts his head to the side for a brief monent and then crosses his arms where he then speaks.

Dj Jones: Tim the fact of the matter is this we are two of the toughest sons of bitches to ever grace XPW and although we don't see eye to eye our goals are pretty much the same. Ken Nogueira has shot off about not only you but also me and that is something that dosen't sit well with me.

so turn around, and face the piper you're gonna pay'
cause the end is now this is gonna be your judgement day

Clips of Ken's promo is seen on the television behind Tim and Dj Jones where the camera then direct its attention to the television.

TT: Ken once again you switched my words around making it sound like what you wanted to hear and there is something I did do that was a mistake and that was I said I respected you. Ken I respect everyone on the roster who goes out to that ring and give one hell of a match and for you to single yourself out saying you bring the best out in people thats just a load of crap. Ken your not a stupid man I mean I am suprised considering you been dropped on the back of your skull plenty of times but you should know when I said I respected you because your the future of XPW as is Myself and Dj Jones. But now I am having second thoughts. Respect is not given it is earned I thought you earned it and you throw it back in my face and when it comes down to it you are an egomaniac and it is time that you get put in your place. I am sick and tired trying to show respect to people who don't deserve it and Ken you just showed me that you don't care about anyone but yourself and in the World of professional wrestling that is a mistake there is aways someone bigger and meaner then you and Ken you just locked your eyes on the man that is going to kick your ass all over that ring.

A cheap shot
that's the way that you play the game

Tim looks back at the television where you can hear Ken still talking about Tim Timmons as the camera zooms in on Tim where his face is now beat red with anger.

Scene fades back on Tim who is shakeing his head laughing try where Tim looks down at the ground and slowly looks into the camera.

TT: A fluke...

Tim pauses, then without warning he starts smashing the set behind him and throws the XPW sign on the gorund where the camera zoom in on Dj Jones who is just standing there watching Tim.

TT: KEN... You can stand there and say whatever the hell you want about our match and to be honest you do whatever you got to do to get sleep at night so keep telling yourself that me kicking your ass all over the middle of that ring was a fluke because the fans and I know differently. Ken on that night you got your ass handed to you because the bigger man won I have nothing to prove to you I kicked your ass once already and for you to say I am not in your league is an under statement because if that was the case what in the hell does that make you now. Ken you are nothing but a punk trying to do whatever it takes to get television time so management dosen't get board of you and throw you out on your pachitic ass.

I was blindsided, things will never ever be the same
nice guys, it's said they always finish last
but bad-asses, always kicking asshole's ass

Tim looks towards Dj Jones and then back into the camera where you can still see the rage building inside " Canada's Finest"

Dj Jones: Tim you forgot one important factor... Ken is not the only one in this contest there is three other men who are going to do whatever it takes to get momentum heading into Lock n Load.

Dj Jones: Ken there is something you got to understand when I say something chances are I am more then likely 100% correct and with that being said Ken the only way your a somebody is if your the punk passes out the popcorn in the back area, it's either that of your kissing alot of ass in the back just to survive. See Ken this is a 4 way match that means it's every man against themselves but for some reason,,, lets just say Tim and I decide to team up to take you and Tony out there is not a damn thing you or Tony could do about it. Now don't get me wrong I still believe that I am better then Tim and hell deep inside he knows that to but we can agree on one thing neither one of us can stand you much longer so for the best intrest of XPW were going to shut you up once and for all.

You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
there's no forgiveness this time
You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
It's my business, your mind

Tim looks at Dj Jones raises his eyebrow and then looks into the camera.

TT: Exactly my point... See Ken Dj Jones is partly right we both can't stand you as a matter of fact we both wanted you to shut your damn mouth or we will do it for you. HOWEVER, Dj Jones you may think that you are better then me and that is perfectly fine because the way I see it like I already stated I am in my opponents heads take Ken for an exsample he is doing everything in his power to try and take me of guard but the sad things is it is not working. See Ken I am i your head your trying to forget the night that I layed down one hell of an ass whooping on you and pinned you in the middle of that ring and when you finally came through it was my hand raised in the air the victor. So in reality Ken you said I have beaten nobodies then I only have one question for you... What in the hell does that make you junior a " NOBODY" Ken if I am such a joke and if I am so far out fo your league how come you were unable to get the job done, is it because you were sick or had a fight with your tramp and your mind was else where.

Tim starts to chuckle

TT: Ken I know, Dj know and the fans know that the only one who is a joke in XPW it is you for god sakes man Hardcore Tony is or should I say was the biggest joke in XPW that was until you opened your mouth. Ken the one thing I can say for Hardcore Tony is he each and every week he went out to that ring and did everything he could to finally pin me but when reality set in he diden't bitch about it, oh no, Tony maned up and realized that he lost to the better man so Ken the way I see it is your are below me you are below Dj Jones and I hate to admit it but your below Hardcore Tony.

You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
I'm burning these ones to the ground
You're gonna Pay, You're Gonna Pay
I'm gonna Bring you down

Tim and Dj Jones both look back at the television and watch Ken keep ranting and raveing on in his promo.

Dj Jones: Ken you are so full of shit you got yourself believeing that these fans actually give a damn weither or not you are in XPW or your gone because the reality is nobody cares about you as a matter of fact XPW would be better off without you and the other jokes in the locker room waisting everyone's time more importantly my time I got better things to do then stand here and listen to a load of bullshit coming from your mouth.

No more chances,
No more excuses, no lies
your stories ending, time to say your goodbyes
nice guys, it's said they always finish last
but bad-asses, are always kicking asshole's ass

Dj Jones looks towards the television and then walks over where he drives his fist through the screen as sparks go flying everywhere and smoke comes out from the television.

TT: Ken when you play with fire you get burnt and Dj Jones is the gas and I am the fire and Ken for one night only Dj Jones and I are going to shut you up once and for all and after we clear the ring of you and Hardcore Tony then the big dawgs will go to war and with that being said the better man will win.

Tim turns from the camera and looks towards Dj Jones.

TT: Dj Jones after we destory Ken and Hardcore Tony then you and I will go to war and I am going all in its all or nothing and Jones I don't plan loseing and I will do everything I have to just to get the job done and may the better man win.

Tim pauses and extends his hand as Dj Jones looks down at his hand and then back at Tim.

DJ Jones: Don't worry Tim... The better man will win..

Dj Jones turns his back and walks off as the camera stay on Tim who watches jones walk off and before the camera fades out you can see a huge smirk upon Tim's face.

The sound of Five Finger Death Punch fills the air as the door dlowly opens. Inside the room, Jordan Post and Jesse Owusu are playing pool, Gabreal Martin sits cheering on Jesse, and DJ Jones is behind the bar in the fridge making drinks. When he is done, DJ walks overand hands Jordan a Pepsi, Jesse a Coke and Gabreal a bottled fruit water. DJ returns to the bar and grabs his brandy chilled on ice. He walks back to the pool table and watches the game. Jesse shoots and bounces off the far wall, slightly tapping the eight ball in the pocket, and wins the game. Everyone laughs at the lucky shot, but DJ reracks the billiards so he can play Jesse.

DJ: I'm up.

Jesse: Ok. Nice game Jordan.

Jordan: You too man. I was hoping you didn't hit the eight ball and just table scratched.

DJ removes the triangle from the billiards. Jesse puts the cue ball exactly where he wants it. Jesse shoots. The sound of the billiards colliding echoes for a slight second, but the billiards scatter acros the table.

Jesse: Nothing. Damn.

Jesse walks over and leans against the wall next to Gabreal. DJ comes over to the cue ball, sets up his shot on the one ball near the side pocket. He shoots. The shot is so soft, no loud crack is heard. The one ball falls in the side pocket quietly.

DJ: Solids.

DJ sets up his next shot. A combo. The six ball sits near the far corner pocket and the three ball sits at the other side of the same pocket. DJ sets up his shot ad shoots. He gets the three ball in, but misses the six. DJ backs away from the table as Jesse comes in to take his shot.

Gabreal: Hey DJ, Ken finally said something about your fatal four way this week.

Jordan: And he killed his own sister. I think the guy is losing it or something?

DJ: He ain't losing it.

Jesse: DJ's right. The man is trying to play head games with everyone.

DJ: Ken Noguiera is not to the point of stupidity that he would actually have people being murdered on videotape. It's all a scare tactic. Trying to shake down me and the other two involved in our match. Quite frankly, I'd rather focus on more and better talent than Ken Noguiera. But alas I have said enough on Timmy for now, but Ken wants to open his big mouth. Guess I can tear him apart with words before I tear him apart with fists.

Jesse has now sunk every ball but the eight ball. DJ smiles to himself as Jesse settles in for the shot. Jesse shoots. The eight ball goes in, but Jesse hit the cue ball so hard the cue ball bounces off the rail and scratches in the far pocket. All members of Full Metal laugh. Jordan looks at his watch.

Jordan: Man it's late. I'm gonna head out of here.

Gabreal: We might as well leave too.

DJ shakes Jordan and Jesse's hands and hugs Gabreal good bye. He walks them all to the door and locks it behind them after they leave. DJ goes back to his chilled Brandy and sits there staring at the pool table.

DJ: XPW is a lot like a pool game. You got two types of people in XPW. Good guys and bad guys. You are the cue ball. There are fifteen billiards on the table. You have to sink every last one before you can sink the eight ball. You scratch and you try again. Finally, when all that is left is the cue ball and the eight ball, you get your shot. You see the eight ball is like the World Champion. You get one shot to beat him, if you lose you got to beat a whole lot of people to get back to face him again. You win and you get to become World Champion. Like I was saying. Sink the eight ball you win the game. Sink the cue ball on that shot you lose the game. Simple as apple pie. Right now I am the cue ball staring at scattered billiards all over the table. a cluster of other billiards surround the eight ball. That will symbolize the battle royal at Lock and Load. Here I have the three sitting on the side pocket. Easy shot. I'm gonna call that one Hardcore Tony.

DJ picks up a pool cue stick and places the three on the side pocket. He takes the four and the twelve and throws them on the table, each lining up at various positions close to pockets.

DJ: The four ball, which is in a somewhat difficult angle, will be Ken Noguiera. Than the twelve ball will be Timmy. Now each billiard that I have given a name to, is higher than the last. Hardcore Tony is the three, Ken is the four and Timmy is the twelve. Now why do you suppose it's like that? Well Hardcore Tony is the newer one to the XPW roster. He's low on the totem pole. So he gets a low number. I also don't see him as a threat in this match. He's outclassed. He's going to be out wrestled. And quite frankly I don't care. He is doing the smart thing. He's keeping his mouth shut. He knows that I am going to win this match. He knows that Timmons and I are going to tear the roof off the building come Monday night. So to Hardcore Tony I say adieu.

DJ shoots the cue ball and sinks the three ball in the side pocket. He lines up his next shot on the four ball. He closely looks at the angles, he looks at a specific spot.

DJ: Ken Noguiera. You seem to want to talk now. It's been all week and you finally have the nerve....the audacity to say something. Kid you were left at the starting line after the starting pistol was fired. Me and Timmy are busting our asses training. Busting our asses preparing psychologically for this match. But you? You supposedly had your sister and your ex- girlfriend or wife eaten by wolves? Does this look like Hollywood to you? Come on man. That shit you had videotaping in your promo before you decided to open your mouth was retarded. I bet the dogs, I'm sorry wolves, licked your sister and her girlfriend instead of eating them. Ken you make me sick dude. Not only because you allegedly "killed" your sister and her lover, but your related to a lesbian. In my close circle of friends it's common knowledge that I hate homosexual people. It's not a religous thing or a phobia. I just hate them. To me they are worthless because they do not contribute anything to the human condition. Kind of like you in XPW. You see Ken I see you as worthless and useless as that title from a past federation. The one you so beamingly displayed for all to see. But Ken just like I told Timmy the other day. This is XPW. No previous titles count for anything in here. The way I see it Ken, you can go around and talk the talk, but you just can't make it to the dance. What was it that you said? Something along the lines of you beat some high teir people in this business? I believe that's what you said, or something like it. But Ken I really don't care who you have beaten to get here. That accounts to nothing for the simple fact, you may have faced Timmy a few times already and don't take the joke Hardcore Tony serious, but Ken your going into the ring with the former Continental Champion. ME. You have never faced me before. You have never even been in the same locker room as me. So therefore all you know Ken is what has happened. You don't know me like Jesse or Jordan do. You don't know that I would kill to get a vicotry. I say it and come this Monday I will mean it.

DJ shoots the cue ball and sinks the four ball in the pocket.

DJ: But staying on topic of you Kenneth. You decided to bring up your past endevors in the Devil's Mafia and Revolution. You said that Nicky War and Matthew Storm bit the hand that fed them? What about this Ken, maybe that bit the hand tat was actually slowing them down. Good point. I bet that Nicky and Matthew thought, 'Hey Ken is slowing us down and holding us back, we got to get rid of him', that sounds pretty sound to me Ken. If you think about you did hold them back. Now with Venom they are getting title shots. TAG TITLE SHOTS! You see that's what a team does Ken. They go after the title of their division. Now I know it hasn't been announced, but Full Metal is eyeing up the tag team division. We don't know when, but Full Metal is coming after Team Francis in the future. Also Ken you wanted to bitch about how you could see Storm and War backstabbing you, but not Venom? Man this is a business. It's live or die in XPW man. Stronger in numbers. The one thing that Venom could bring to Storm and War that you couldn't Ken, was experience. He's not a two time World Champion for nothing. As a matter of fact Ken, Venom has held the World Title twice and the Continental Titleonce. That makes three titles in XPW more than you. That also makes him more qualified in the knowledge of how this business runs. Now I know when you watch this, your going to go off and probably say how many titles you've won and blah blah blah. Quite honestly I don't care Ken. I don't. Oh and let's not forget the Devil's Mafia. As a matter of fact both you and Timmy were in TDM at one point in your careers? And look what happened. Kenua goes on to become World Champoion. Timmy ended up leaving XW for a while. And you Ken never made it past the lower mid card status. Now I know you got a big ego, which I think you compensate for the lack of actual inteligence, but please do not bore to sleep everyone with your pathetic assumptions of how much "greater" you think you are than everybody else. Now that I think about Ken, you really suck at forming stables. Your like that fat kid that gets picked in dodgeball, but you always get dropped from whatever team your in. TDM dropped you flat on your face. Revolution punted your ass so far if missed the curb and went to the other side of the street. Ken do everyone a favor. Quit. I said it the first time and I am going to say it again. Quit. Honestly man, I hold as much respect for as I do Gravedigger.

Suddenly the door bell rings. DJ looks at the clock on the wall and walks over to answer the door. When he opens the door, a look of anger comes across his face. Tim Timmons is standing on the outside of his door. For a moment Tim and DJ stare each other down. Finally Tim breaks the silence.

Tim: May I come in?

DJ: Sure

DJ stands to the side as Timm walks throught the door. They both stand there, intensity growing in each others faces.

Tim: I just wanted to stop bby and see if we are still on the same page. Like I said earleir, Ken shot his mouth off to the wrong people. He pissed me off and I know he pissed you off.

DJ raises his arm to cut Tim off.

DJ: Sorry for cutting you off Tim, but you don't have to worry about me with Ken. He did piss me off. He pissed you off too. But the fact of the matter is this match shouldn't even be taking place. It shouldn't be a fatal four way. It should be a singles match. A match between you and me. We both agree that Ken is not yet ready for our competition level. Hell we both know and agree that Hardcore Tony shouldn't even be in XPW. As long as we both keep in mind that Noguiera isn't as good as either of us, we're fine. But Tim remember, this is a one fall match. Only one winner.

Tim raises his hand to cut DJ off.

Tim: I know. I understand that, but we need to show Ken that he isn't ready for the bid dog yard yet. I also understand that meaning one fall only one of us is going to be the winner. You and I have the best chance of winning our match. Ken.....Ken isn't even in the same league of competitveness as us. He's too soft. Hardcore Tony is even softer, but soft all the same. But like I said, I just wanted to stop by and see if we are still on the same page as earlier. Stop Noguiera.

DJ: Yes Tim.

Tim: Good. Than I'm a get out of here.

Tim walks past DJ and out the door. Before shutting the door DJ yells to Tim.

DJ: Good luck.

Tim stops and turns around. He stares at DJ for a brief second.

Tim: You too.

Tim turns back around walks into the street to his car. DJ closes the door and walks back to his billiards table.

DJ: So now a you can see, Timmy and I both agree on something. Ken and Tony aren't in our leagues. All the same though. The guy is competitve. I like that about him. He's going to bring a challenge to this match. I thought I underestimated him in my first promo, but Timmy has shown some toughness. He ain't back down from me. He isn't that I am a former Continental Champion. He also knows that business is business and only one man can walk out with his hand raised. Too bd it's going to be me. But oh well where was I?

DJ begins to rub his chin in concentration.

DJ: Oh yeah. Ken. Actually I have spent a good amount of time talking about Noguuiera. Your making me waste MY breath on you. Enough is enough. In the words of Corey Taylor of Slipknot and Stone Sour, "Your a wreck, an accident. Forget the freak, your just nature. Keep the gun oiled and the temple cleaned. Shit snort and blast pheam. Let the heads cool and the engine run. Because in the end, everything we do is just everything we've done'.

DJ walks away to his bedroom as the scene goes to black.

The scene opens up on top of an apartment complex as we see the silhouette of a man standing at the ledge of the building, as we walk closer towards the man we hear the pebbles underneath our feet crunching, as we take one more step the sound from the pebbles brings the man back to reality and he turns around.

Matthew: Didn't think you would find me up here.

As Matthew walks around on the rooftop of the complex he reaches in his jacket pocket and pulls out a cigarette and lights it up.

Matthew: This Monday Mine and Nicky's hard work finally pays off, Revolution finally gets gold around there waist, finally I get what i deserve. When Nicky, Ken and I first formed Revolution we knew it would be big but we didn't think we would rise to the amount of stardom as we have raised to, minus Ken that is. Then the best time of Revolution is when our hero joined us, the man who made us want to get into wrestling, specifically XPW joined us, Venom.

Matthew takes a couple of draws from his cigarette.

Matthew: Venom joined us and all the sudden, instant credibility, when you have a man as popular and as well known as Venom as your mentor it's hard not to get noticed and from there it's all history. With more history to be made Monday, as Nicky and I rip those tag team titles away from the wannabe's Team Francis.

Matthew throws the butt from his cigarette on the ground and leans down and picks up some of the pebbles laying on the ground.

Matthew: Joey, you made fun of Nicky and I for telling your our strategy then you also said this all started when I said that you all were a joke, which I still stand by. Well Joey maybe if you sat down and thought for a minute and got your penis out of Mastadon's massively gaped butt-hole, you would realize something....... From the time I said that Revolutions strategy has been in play, to get you on our bad side, to get you to give us a shot at those tag team titles.

Matthew stops to laugh.

Matthew: So if you ask me our plan has been working out pretty good so far, and nothing changes come this Monday, Nicky and I win those belts and then it's onto Lock and Load were one of us will become, the XPW Champion!

Matthew slowly starts letting the pebbles fall from his hand.

Matthew: Joey.... Masta, hold those tag titles as close to you as you can and shine them up real nice for Monday, because your reign as tag team champions is slowly fading away and this Monday, after the match the tag team titles will have honor again and there will be a more credible team holding them since Ant and Seeker and that is Revolution!

As the last few pebbles fall from Matthew's hand he turns and heads back to the ledge of the building and we fade to black just staring at the silhouette of a man who is ready to fight.

*Webcam promo.*

*We open up with a shot of Joey Francis sitting in a dark room, with a webcam in his face.*

Joey: Well, what can I say? Matthew I saw your little promo and I was very disappointed you didn’t give up any more of your tag team strategy. I was actually looking forward to that. But oh well, cant always get what you want, right? Just like your not gonna get what you want on Monday.

*Joey gets up from his chair and is leaning on his desk.*

Joey: Why is it that your always talking about Venom? Me and Venom teamed up In the Giangrosso Administration for about six months and I talked about him how many times? Once, twice, maybe three times?

*Joey nods in disbelief.*

Joey: You said Venom gave you credibility. There’s really no debate as to why he did it... He gives you guys credibility because you and Nicky are awful. He gives you a bit of credibility because neither of you two have any, and it’s because you suck!

*Joey calms down and sits back down.*

Joey: The tag titles are right there, Storm..

*We see the tag belt sitting atop a shelf in Joey’s basement.*

Joey: I’m not holding close right? As a matter of fact I could care less where the fuck the belts were. I’m not getting ready to let em go, okay? And I wont let em go. Me and Masta wont drop em. The tag titles never had honor until we got em, and if we drop em to losers like you...... you might as well sell the belts on e-bay and get whatever the fuck you can for em...... From our legacy, not yours!

*Joey puts his hand in front of the camera, we fade out.*

Trick or treat! Kids are seen walking on the side walks with there costumes and bags full of candy as they go to the doors of the houses on the streets. Jordan is seen walking in the middle of the streets as kids are running across the lawns to try to beat the other person to the door. Jordan lets out a slight chuckle as he heads towards the right side of the street.

Jordan: Halloween, a kids favorite day in the fall. It's a time for them to get free candy from other households as the dress up in little costumes. I remember my days for Halloween, and I want to be a little kid doing this again, because it was entertaining. It's almost as entertaining in front of thousands of people live, and millions on the good old television. Well these kids are having their fun now, as I get mine on Monday evening

Jordan gets off the street and crosses the boulevard to get on the sidewalk as he continues to walk

Jordan: Yes, I got a match on Monday, and as many know I'm finally on a streak that I'm proud of now. I finally found the cure for my struggling, and I am now finding myself, and the ways of winning. Sure people are going to think that a two win streak is not that good, but they haven't been down that same road as I was on when I was constantly losing. Now, this week I find myself against a person who had his first match and ages last week against my teammate Jesse Owusu. Well Killswitch, you only came out in a draw, which I can say is better then a lost but Jesse could of done better

Jordan walks up onto a driveway and pulls out his keys

Jordan: Not to put it all on Jesse's shoulders, but Killswitch, you got me this week and unlike last week you won't get a win, or a tie. I have that feeling that this week for a third straight week in a row, I'll be walking away from the ring, with a victory upon my hands and a lost in your direction. I admit, I know that seemed a little cocky to many people but to be honest. I think I can handle you Killswitch, like seriously. Your looking at a guy who actually held gold in his hands from this company, and unless you injury me this week. Which is unlikely, with the help from my teammates, we will be walking out of Lock and Load with the World championship in our grasp.... I should stop talking about what will happen, and prove it to you on Monday, and at lock and load! Enjoy you're last couple days Kill switch because come Monday, I will be once again

Jordan points to the sky

Jordan: shooting for the stars

fade out

The screen opens inside Jesse Owusu and Gabriel Michaels’ locker room. Gabriel Michaels is in the T.V room as usual, watching “That 70s Show.” Since it is Halloween, Gabriel Michaels is not wearing her usual customize hoodie and jean and she is dressing up as a NBA referee. She wears a referee shirt with the NBA logo on it and a long black pant. She wears a dress shoe and her whistle necklace is hanging around her neck. The NBA basketball is beside her. Suddenly she gets a little annoy as if Mila Kunis’ character is pissing her off and at the gold clock handing resting on the upper right of the wall parallel to her.

Gabriel-WHERE ARE YOU JESSE? I DO NOT WANT TO BE LATE FOR THE PARTY ASSHOLE!

Gabriel hears Jesse saying, “I am coming,” but she just sucks her teeth and changes the channel to BET. Few minutes later, Gabriel finally hears Jesse’s footsteps and she turns around and folds her arm, giving Jesse the “what the fuck took you so long” look. Jesse just smiles at Gabriel Michaels and shows off his costume.

Gabriel (looking at Jesse oddly)-What are you suppose to be?

Jesse- My favourite African singer Akon.

Gabriel- That is not a Halloween costume.

Jesse- Yes it is! Do you know how hard to find a Konvict chain? In addition, I have to cut my beautiful hair and pierce my beautiful ears just to look even more like Akon.

Gabriel- Still, it looks like normal clothes that you wear on a jam.

Jesse- Well, we are going to a jam.

Gabriel- Yes, we are going to a HALLOWEEN jam and not a regular one. Where is your Halloween spirit?

Jesse- Well, I want to be fly for the ladies and dressing up is not fly. Besides, dressing up is for tricks, no pun intended.

Gabriel- Meh, whatever. Lets just go. I cannot wait to get my groove on.

Jesse- Wait, before we go, I have something to do.

Jesse then faces the camera and smiles.

Jesse-Behalf of the XPW wrestlers and staff members, I would like to wish the XPW fans a happy and safe Halloween. See ya in Grudge…I hope


The screen then fades as Jesse and Gabriel leaves their locker room.

Great job this week guys. Still got todaty, so keep it up.

Scene

Noel is driving away from her home in tenessee, the dust is getting kicked up by the back tires of her 2009 black BMW. Feeling relaxed from a nice vacation at home and ready to head back to XPW, and to regain the womens championchip

The camera is in the back seat zoomed in on Noel looking through the rear view mirror.

Noel- After my defeat and loss of the womens championship I felt it was in my best interest to take a step back and take a break from the chaos that is XPW.

however relaxing and fun time is over. its time to get down to business, Kiss we both know that you only one the title out of luck, and only luck.

Come mondays Grudge the title will be back with its rightful owner, the proudest redneck, Noel Scott.

Scene fades to black

**Revolution Time**

A man stands before the camera...Nicky War. His eyes burn deep with intensity. His face is stone and his fists hang at his sides...Anger pulsing through him.

His voice seethes and it comes out in a whisper...

Nicky: First of all, thank you Joey for the live web cast from your mom's basement. It's good to know that she still cares enough to lower your rent and write your promos for you.
Secondly, when Storm and I say that there hasn't been a respectful tag team since Ant and Seeker...We mean that they brought prestige to those belts. Look at you...You have them sitting on a shelf in your basement and you rely on the brawn of Masta Don to hold on to them. Go ahead and start him off in the match...Send your lap dog out first while you cower in the corner.

He stops and takes a deep breath...

Nicky: You say that Venom is the only reason that Revolution has credibility...I seem to remember a few months ago that I was fighting in the Money in the Bank Ladder match...I gave every man in the ring that night a run for his money. Not too long after that, I took Torch to the very limits of his soul in a King of the Cage title match. Yes, I'll agree that Matthew and I aren't the most loved or the most respected team in the business. But, I guarantee you that come Monday, Team Francis will respect Revolution as a tag team.
Go ahead and talk all you want...I'll shut you up. Threaten me with your monster, because I've gotten one a whole lot meaner inside me and between Storm and I...We can handle your meat head.
Revolution is here and its time things changed around here. The Tag titles were or first stage in taking XPW by storm...Stage one will be completed Monday night...Lock N Load is just around the corner and nothing sounds better than becoming Heavyweight champ...But...

Nicky pauses and the camera zooms in on his face...A sly smirk replaces the stone anger and his seething stops...

Nicky: I'm not one to think ahead. Team Francis is in for a long, long night on Grudge. Don't forget to shine my belt up, boy...

His maniacal laugh seeps through his lips and the scene fades to black.