[???]Chaotic scenarios are filling the air. Incompetent leaders are running around. Cheating champions are strutting about. Back-stabbing minions are sneaking around behind your back. And you still don�t know. You still can�t see what�s going to happen. You�re blind to everything around you and that will be your downfall. Sorry to see you go, but it had to happen sometime.[???]
[???]The rebirth has already occurred. He is a new man. A new leader. He has passed you and you lay far, far behind him, in every way imaginable. It�s funny really, how you think you are so advanced, but really, you are so belated. I laugh at you and your idiotic tendencies and incompetent speeches. Wake up! Welcome to the new domain�The camera fades in to show a dark brown, almost as if it has been tainted. Then, as the view fades out you can begin to see that you are looking at a piece of wood that has painted a dark brown color. You look to the left of you and you can see that the paint is peeling. You look to the right of you and you see that the paint has completely peeled now. Now, you look up at the ceiling to see the white paint also peeling away to reveal the dry wall. As you turn back down to the ground, you turn to your right and you can see a stairwell. You move towards it.[???]
[???]As you get to the stairs you can see that it leads down to a smaller room, in fact it is extremely small. There is a small space at the bottom of the stairwell but it is quickly stopped at the wall where the door lays. You step down and with each step you hear you footsteps creak along the fault boards of the stairs. As you continue you wonder why you are there. You wonder aloud, �what is my purpose here�. And then he answers you.[???]
Voice: To listen.
[???]You continue down the stairs and get to the bottom finally. You can turn towards your left and see an open room. The room is empty except for one thing. A small chair, fir for one man, occupied by one man. He sits there, openly awaiting you, staring at you, beckoning you. You walk further inwards and notice that there is one window, shut, covered halfway with a plain white drape. You turn your attention back to the manila, cushion-less chair that he sits in. He always seems distant, as if alone. He wears beige jeans and brown boots with a white shirt. It is extremely baggy, as if to show nothing. As if there is nothing there. As if there is a void, needing to be filled. He tries to fill it.[???]
Justin: I sat back and thought. I thought about whether I really wanted to come back. I thought about whether the FWF needed me. I wondered if it was really worth it all. If a single piece of gold was worth of all of the pain and torment I�ve experienced, the back-stabbing, the chair shots, being put through tables. I really thought about it all. And then�I saw Corporate Sunday. I was taken back at what I saw. It had been a while since I had been in the game, but what I saw awakened my senses. I realized that this isn�t just about gold and victory and punishment. This is about honor. This is about pride. This is about HEART.
[???]His fist emerges from his pants pocked and it is forged into a fist. He moves it over his chest and continues.[???]
Justin: This isn�t just a game we play. This is a game we survive. Whomever has the biggest heart is the one who�s going to survive. Dexter, no matter how much I hated him, had the most heart and desire that I had ever seen. Jimmy had it. Chaos had it. They all had, every FWF World Champion had heart, except Lazarus. He didn�t earn his title. He cheated his way to a win. He needed Justin Goldman to win. It was a crooked win. It wasn�t true. And then, last Sunday, Justin Goldman and his coalition decided that it would be a good idea to hurt Chaos further, to beat him until he wanted to leave, and it seems he has. Chaos hasn�t been around for days and who knows, maybe he�s in the hospital, but I know Chris, and he�d still manage to get a message out to Lazarus and Mr. Goldman. Something has happened and that�s when I realized. I realized that I HAVE to come back. I HAVE to return FWF to what it was.
[???]He looks at your meaningfully, as if searching for a lost desire. A desire he son desperately wants. A desire he so desperately needs..[???]
Justin: So I sat back, and I waited. I waited for my time and then, they dropped it on my lap. Perhaps, the match of the century�if the world had their heads up their asses. What the fuck is this?! MIKE MADRINO?! HELL RAISER?! JIMMY LUCIANO?! What the fuck were you on when you made this match? Tag Team Showdown?! Well, here�s a tip. Next time you have one of these, give me an opponent that can go for 5 minutes without going down. Hell Raiser, I have one question for you. When was the last time you won a match? Was it one week ago? One month ago? Or perhaps, you never have won a match. Perhaps you are destined for an ultimate failure. Perhaps you�re destined to live your life in the shadows of the Mike Madrinos and Jimmy Lucianos. If you don�t believe me, here�s your explanation. Starr tricked you.
[???]His look of bewilderment quickly turns to anger and he seems upset.[???]
Justin: Trent, we meet again. First it was WWC7, then it was LMS. Now, my friend, it is FWF. Why did you come here? Was it to prove yourself? Did you not believe that you had been beaten? Could you not accept the fact that perhaps someone was better than you? Why did you follow me Trent? I left you behind in WWC, but you followed me to LMS, then, once again, I left you behind, and still you would not leave me alone. YOU FOLLOWED ME AGAIN! How many times must I prove to you that I am the one. You are a single individual, with no one behind you, and that weakens you. I have millions, you have none. Trent, when it comes down to it, I will ALWAYS come out on top, because you can�t handle it.
[???]He calms down, but the fire still burns inside of him.[???]
Justin: Jason, why are you here? Where have you been? Where are you going? You don�t even know the answers to these simple questions, and that, my friend is why you can never rise to the top. You have won titles, but gold is meaningless unless there is meaning behind it. All that leather and glory is nothing if there isn�t something. You�ve made to many mistakes to be perfect. You�re full of cracks and you that you�re as solid as rock. Jason, why must you torment yourself? It�s only so long before your weakness becomes apparent to all and you quickly fall. But maybe you�ve already begun your descent. After all, you�ve been nearly killed by DJ and Rockness, and Hell Raiser has beaten you. It seems as if your fall has begun already and you are quickly losing momentum. It�s funny how someone as �strong� as you would be so weak, but we all have our weaknesses. Yours just happen to as apparent as Justin Goldman�s hairpiece. But don�t worry, it will all be over soon.
[???]His look turns to disappointment and anger, a deadly combination.[???]
Justin: 11 months of work. 11 months of desire and heart and I get you two. After all those epic battles with Lost Soul, Jimmy, MISSLE, Shaku, and Chaos, I�m not down here with you two. You�ve been here for what? 2 weeks? Is it that easy to see that the standards are slipping and now I am forced to you two. But I�m not worried, it will be quick. Your end will be quick and painless. I will deliver you as I have done so many others. You probably think that this is the greatest chance of your life. You probably think that after all two weeks, you can finally get your hand on a legend, a master of himself and those around him. And then, you speak, and you refute everything I even considered about you two. It�s really quite funny, how you get the opportunity and then you spoil it yourself. Don�t worry thought, you and Jason are in the same pot, and the water is boiling to the top.
[???]He ducks his head into his chest and rests it on his arms, supported by his legs. He looks at you no more and you know that it is time to go. You back at as the camera fades...[???]
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