John: What the hell is this, there is barely anything here on him and what the hell is an indy federation.
Woman: Sorry John, he has a clean record that we found I dont have the full use of all the facilities I had before. But I found he was big in the Indy leagues. He is really strong and seems to have a good pain thresh hold. It is the best I can do with a foriegner and the facilities I have. Sorry John. To answer your question an indy league is an independent league.
John: You mean to tell me independent as in no sponsers? No payment do it for the pure fun of it.
Woman: No, the wrestlers get payed, but not as well as in a sponsored league. They do it more for the sport then the money though. Sorry I couldnt get you more John.
John: Well no problem thanks any way. I will let Dragon know what ya found aboot the frog. Se ya later.
The woman slides out of her seat and walks out of the pub. John shakes his head as he sits and looks over the contents of the envelope. He downs the rest of his beer and gets up and pays the bar tender and walks out. Out side John sees Dragon and Angus across the road getting building supplies from a hardwear store. Dragon walks over to John shakeing his head.)
Dragon: John, what have I said about cutting promos without me? You have a tendency of saying things that gets broadcasted in my name. What the hell John?
John: Sorry bro but I thought that the IWE and wrestling world want to know more about your opponent so I had the camera rollin to hear it. Dont worry I had her side darkened so no one knows who she is that helps me. Dont worry I havent said any thing...yet.
Dragon: Ok John tell me, what did you find out? That will make such a huge difference.
John: Well lets see when he was 12 he played with him self alot.
Dragon: John that is disgustilng. For some reason I have a feeling you are lying. Man dont ever do that again.
John: Ya so I was lying. But he was an indy wrestler. He seems to have a great threshhold for pain and seems to be as strong as you if not stronger. I suppose he has a love for the sport like you do.
Dragon: Well there is nothing wrong with that John. Nothing whatsoever. In fact, that means he will be as gung-ho for our match as I am. This puts the excitement right back into the match as I had before. Great, I can not wait.
John: Dragon have you not listened to any thing I have said? He is a Canadian who likes to fight...WITH OUT A HOCKEY STICK. He likes doing it. Come on Dragon, he isnt right in the head. See Dragon, its like this, you...the Chinese people I should, say are a warrior race. Your people fight like mad, all that kamikazi shit. Jump into a group of eighty people and kill half in hand to hand combat. Thats bad ass. Americans, we love to fight...come on, we had a war that wiped out nearly a third of our population with our selves. Every few years one of our more powerful figures says "Eh, were about do for a war. Who will it be this time. Vice Presedent, whoever, give me a dart." See we like to fight, but Canada...piff, they wouldn't fight if they were payed to. But watch, from Legions actions Canada is getting to be a gung-ho-lets-fight-cuz-it-feels-good country. Watch, they are going to attack another country someday and every one is going to say WOW, I didnt see that coming. We just thought they were tourists. We didn't know they ment buisness, they had guns not hockey sticks.
Dragon: John, every day you manage to bring yourself to a new low. That was by far the dumbest thing I have ever heard. A man's nationality does not define him. A man's nationality does not tell the world who he is. A man is defined by the friends he keeps and the actions he makes. Not crying ever time something bad happens. Being able to pick yourself up and walk on to face another day. Those are the things that define a man, John. See, you keep good company but your actions say you are a bad person. John, we all aspire for something better but for some reason you do not. Why is this, John, why can you not aspire to be better then you are?
John: Because Dragon, I do not want to be better then I am. I am happy with who I am. I like being an asshole to people, thats who I am. I like telling people where to stick it and how to rotate. Some people like me being an asshole, others do not. But I dont give a flying rats ass if people dont. I will not change who I am just because some queazy stomached douche-bag can not handle what I have to say. If they dont like it, dont listen to me. But I am who I am and thats all that I am.
Angus: Ok 'Popeye', but well said. I would have to agree with John on that one, all though I think his mouth is going to get him in a world of trouble. John though you might like being an arse, you're going to say the wrong thing some time and get your arse handed to ya. Like ya did at the castle the other day.
John: You got yours too, old man I stopped because I was afriad to break your hip or something...
(All of a sudden Dragon drops his top off his shoulders. It hits the ground with a large thump as if the top weighed one hundred pounds. Dragon takes off on a dead run and as he moves the camera man has a hard time keeping up but eventually the camera focuses in on a little boy chasing his dog that runs out in front of a car. Dragon leaps forward and pushes the small boy backwards out of the way in the nick of time. Dragon is hit by the car sending him up over the hood and over the car entirely. Dragon spins in the air and lands on his feet with his left hand holding his right shoulder. When he sees the dog did not make it, he runs over to the little boy and starts checking him out to see if he is all right. John and Angus come into view. The man driving the car gets out with tears in his eyes.)
Man: OH MY GOD! I am so sorry, I didn't see you. You just darted in front of me!
Angus: I will take the lad home, he lives around the courner. Dragon, get your arse to the hospital and get that checked out. You have a match soon.
Dragon: No worries, I did not break any thing, I'll just be a little sore, thats all. We still have to get to the airport. After the police arrive.
(A woman comes running out of a gift shop. She has a phone in her hands as she runs up to Dragon. Angus is getting the little boy to follow him home.)
Boy: Angus, I can not go home with out Scruffy. Where is he Angus, where is Scruffy?
Angus: Don't you worry about that pooch right now lad, we will get him for ya. He is off playing with the heroes now lad. He will be all right.
Woman: I saw what you did sir. Thank you very much, that boy is me nephew. You are a hero, you saved his life. Too bad for the dog though. Twill be a sad night when he finds out his puppy will not be comin' home. The police are on their way.
(The woman throws her arms around Dragons neck and hugs him. She heads back into her shop.)
John: My God Dragon are you all right? You have a match, what are you going to do? You know the crazy Canadian will exploit this on you.
Dragon: Dont worry John, it is not that bad. I just banged it a little...slight bruising at the most. I have taken harder hits than that from wrestlers. I am ok. Legion will not be able to use this against me, it won't even hurt by match time. You will see John, I will be all right.
(John and Dragon sit in silence for about five minutes untill an abulance and a police car come into view. The first police officer gets rid of the dogs body and sets up road flares. The other officer comes over with the medics. As the medics look at Dragons shoulder the officer steps forward.)
Officer: Faith an begorra, you are White Dragon are you not? You saved that boy. He will have some stories to tell how he was saved by a famous wrestler. Can you tell me what happend here, please?
(John looks at the officer funny, then cuts off Dragon before he got to start.)
John: Are you not a Irish cop? Isnt faith and begorra an Irish saying? HMMM?
(The officer gives John a dirty look before answering him.)
Officer: Aye that I am, Irish, and after what you had to say about us I would like to kick your arse but I am on duty. Now if you dont mind bafoon, I am working here.
(John looks shocked to hear the officer speak to him in such a manner.)
Dragon: I was standing there with my friends Angus McGorgo and John here when I saw the little one heading for the car as he followed his dog into the road. So I tossed my weighted top to move faster, and got to the boy just in the nick of time...but not soon enough to save the dog or me getting hit.
Officer: Where is Mr. McGorgo now?
John: He took the lad home. He should be back soon.
Officer: Is this what you saw sir?
John: Yes. The woman in the shop there seen it also.
Officer: Ok thank you. Let Mr. McGorgo know that I need to speek with him when he gets back.
John: No problem.
(The officer walks off the medics step out in front of Dragon.)
Medic female: Oh Mr. Dragon sir, can we have an autograph. We dont get to see many famous people around here. Your shoulder is fine. I would suggest you still go to the hospital and get an X-ray any way, to be safe.
(Dragon signs the piece of paper she pulls from her pocket and gives her a half smile.)
Dragon: As soon as I am done here I will make a quick stop at the hospital, thank you.
(The woman medic gives a half bow and walks off with the other medic to the ambulance. Angus and another man of average size walks into camera veiw.)
Angus: This is the man who saved yer little boy, Connor.
Connor: Thank you so much sir fer savin me boy. We can not thank you enough. But thank you.
Dragon: It was my pleasure and an honor to help him. But please, one thank you is enough. Go to your son he will need his fathe, his dog did not make it.
(The average size scotsman just leaps forward and hugs Dragon, then walks off home.)
John: Angus, the officer is in side that shop over there and wishes to talk to you.
Angus: Ok, will go talk to him so we can go to the hospital.
Dragon: John, go find out if we can go. We need to hurry up because we have to take the private jet to the States and a helicopter to the arena for Atonement..
John: Ok will do, Tom get ready.
(John and Angus walk off as Dragon turns to the camera and smiles.)
Dragon: Ok listen up everyone, I am fine and will be at Atonement in good shape. Dont worry about anything, I am golden and ready to go. Legion, I am going into this match ready for war and roaring to win. I hope you bring your A game because I am bringing mine. I will see you in the ring ready to fight, I hope you are too because if you are not ready to fight I will destroy you. But if you are, I can not wait to clash. John talks alot of shit about you and every one else Chris, but dont let him get to you. He'd talk shit about his own mama if he had to take her on in a chess match. So dont let his loud barks upset you. Till we meet in the ring, Chris.
(Dragon gets up and starts walking toward the police officer and Angus who are now coming out of the shop. John nods his head and runs off in the direction of Dragon's rental car. The scene fades to Dragon shaking hands with the officers with his right hand.)