Trainer: "That's it Mr Creed. Just pace yourself. Your doing great"
(Nathan just shoots the trainer a look that stops him speaking. An ice cold stare that sends a chill down his spine. Krissie looks at Nathan with a worried look on her face, unsure of his actions as of late. She realised he was upset with Orlando but was all this aggresion nessecary? She wasn't sure and just hoped this tag match would sort things out)
Nathan: "Krissie *puff* What's the matter? *puff* You seem worried?"
(Nathan stops the running machine. The trainer goes to say something but thinks against it and just slumps against the wall. Nathan steps off the machine and grabs a towel that was hanging off the front of it. He wipes himself down and walks over to Krissie. She just stares at him, trying to gain some unseen knowledge)
Nathan: "Krissie?"
(Krissie suddenly realies that she is being talked to and snap's out of her trance like state)
Krissie: "Huh? Oh Nathan hun. Yeah I'm er...fine. Just thinking about your match this week that's all"
Nathan: "Oh yeah. I team up with that selfish glory hog Orlando Cruze to go up againts those egotistical bastards, Creative Control. All to see if Hurse can get that pinfall for the World Title Tournament. Not while I am around he won't. It's bad enough that Cruze and Xavier have gotten into it without doing anything, let alone giving Hurse the chance. I really don't care if these mid cards wizards are the master's of control, they are not controlling me, or anything I do in the ring"
(Nathan throws the towel to the ground and walks over to a bench. He sits himself down and gets thrown a bottle of water from the trainer. He takes a long drink before placing the bottle on the ground)
Nathan: "What was Orlando thinking? Huh? What did that son of a bitch think he was doing out there? He stands there, and like every other bastard out there he rip's off my catchphrase. If I ever pull off that stunt again I will be sorry? I wasn't sorry Friday, and I doubt I will be sorry next time. I will be there Friday with one purpose in that match. To co-exsist for the in. After that then all bets are off. Cruze screwed me out of my title. My suppossed friend screwed me out of my World Heavyweight Championship. It's gonna take a hell of a lot more than sorry to fix this fucking mess of a friendship"
Krissie: "Nathan why are you so angry with Orlando? Yes he hit you with the hair, but it was an accident. Everybody saw it was, except you. He was aiming for Hellkat and she moved. It was Lomond that kicked you in the back of the head. It was Lomond that broke up the Courtesy Call that could have won you the match, not Orlando. What is up with you?"
Nathan: "What's up with me is that right now the gold I had strapped round my waist sits round the waist of Hellkat. I blame Orlando, not Bruce. Orlando could have nailed Bruce and left, but no he decided to help me by laying Hellkat out for me. I didn't ask him to do that. I didn't ask him to get involvedat all. I wanted to be able to prove that I could do it by myself. Forget it. That was then, and I will deal with it in my own time. This week I have that stuc up bastard Kingdom to deal with. What happened to Hurse by the way? I heard some weird rumours at the house show"
Krissie: "Well I don't know if it is true or not but apparently he is in some sort of nuthouse. He apparently sits in his cell and just writes Courtesy Call on the walls all day long. I think you have driven him mad"
Nathan: "Me? I didn't do anything. Just because Hurse is jealous of me. He is jealous of the fact that he was overlooked for a World Title chance, and that I won it before he even got a sniff at it.If that drove him crazy then I don't blame him, but he oughta take a number because I still think there are a few more superstars on the waiting list higher than him. Didn't he have some sort of tape recorded for him or something?"
Krissie: "Yeah. ULW got a copy for their files, and I managed to get a copy of it too. Made sense that you saw it really. Nice to see your focussing on the match at hand though"
(Nathan raises an eyebrow, but before he can say anything Krissie reaches into a rucksack covered in patches of various bands and pulls out a tape. She walks over to the video screen on the wall and puts the tape in to the VCR slot just below it. Hurse's promo then air's. Nathan sits and watches, laughing occassionally at some of Hurse's ations until eventually he watches as Hurse basically talks to himself in a very Gollum style, switching from left to right. Nathan shakes his head and turns away)
Nathan: "He has lost it hasn't he? He is talking to himself, and has become obsessed with my catchphrase. Surely he is taking the piss? He sits in a room by himself and talks about how good I am and how bad Orlando is. Him trying to butter me up won't stop me from winning this match, for the simple fact that I ain't gonna let words win it. This isn't about who can spiel off the greatest colletions of phrases and syllables, or who can turn his opponenets word against each other the quickest. It is all about your talent in the ring. To think that Hurse thinks of himself as creative and yet comes up with that crap. If he was creative he might actually come up with something original. I mean if he wants to spend a full half hour talking about how Orlando is sucking the federation dry then what does he think his own stale imagination is doing? Painting pretty pictures for the fans to buy? Hurse really needs to look at the big picture here. Orlando put it best when he said that it was me and him that beat Johnson and Celestra and pretty much put them out of comission. It was us that got rid of them, practically forced them to retire. What does that leave for hurse and Kingdom? Not a lot of choice really. They have to get their creative arses in gear and see us for what we are. That is undefeated as a tag team"
(Krisie smiles to herself, realising that Nathan is slowly forgeting about what transpired on FUF and at Nuclear Warfare. She smiles again)
Krissie: "Exactly, you are both undefeated. Yu are going to ruin Hurse's chance's of competing for the World Title right? Your also gonna cut Kingdom's chances short too. Is that right Nathan?"
(Nathan smiles at Krissie)
Nathan: "Yeah. I am going to cut his chances down to a 1 in a million chance of even facing Hellkat, let alone winning the damn thing. There are a million and one people more worthy of a title shot, and Kingdom ain't one of them. He can say whatever he wants about me, because I know that in the end it all boils down to the fact that he still has to earn his title shot against Hellkat. He talked about me being a stand in champion. Well this stand in champion got a shot before Kingdom did. Surely that says something doesn't it. I got my title before he did, and no he wants to try to take me apart before that. Well let him try. I will be here for a long time and nothing Kingdom can do will change that. As for Orlando..."
(Krissie sighs to herself. She realises he hasn't gotten over all that was said and done. She decideds to leave him to it)
Nathan: "Orando Cruze is my partner in this tag match. Nothing more. I thought he was my friend, but then he goes and makes a threat like that at the house show. I am willing to take part in this match with him simply because my pride won't allow me to step away from a match like this. Once the match is over, victory assured, then all bets are off. It is as simple as that. Anyways, I had better get on with my training"
(Nathans walks over to a set of wieght and starts to do some squats as the trainer encourages him, again provoking an icy cold stare from Nathan. Krissie stay's where she is, a glum look on her face, until she turns to look over at Nathan, then a brave face is put on. A fake smile, only her eye's revelaing that she is somewhat unhapy with the whole situation as it stands. The shot focuses in on her eye's as the scene fades away, a small tear welling up)
