[???]Everyone is playing a mind game around here. They're all trying to fake someone out. They're trying to create a false sense of safety and hope. Everyone it trying to get the mental advantage on the other person. I mean, it's just the way things are done now. You can't get away from it. It's like a basis. Everyone is too physically fit for anyone to get a physical advantage on anyone. So therefore, you have "psyche out" the other person. You have to push them back, make them scared of you. You have to force people to believe a false image of yourself in order to succeed. And so, we've gotten to the age of humanity where people aren't victorious because they are fit, physically, but mentally. Today, you have to be educated, or you're nothing. Without a high school education, most people falter. But then again, there are those college graduates who couldn't add two and two because they drank so much their IQ is the same number as the Cincinatti Reds World Championship Titles. Yet, we still live in a world of technology and thinking, and still, those moronic drunks get by. Hell, some of them are your superiors. Some of them can tell you what to do even though they have trouble dressing themselves. But what are you going to do? Fight it? Educate the world? We already tried. There aren't enough people dedicated enough to take on that big of a task. Theu're scared of the immense responsibility and so they run from it. However, we have to continue, because with each pasing day, technology grows. There are newer ways of getting an education now a days. For example, for twenty five dollars, you can get a certificate that makes you a Reverend. Ah well, at least there are SOME people who know what they're doing.[???]
[???]As the voice fades out the scene begins to fade in. As you open your eyes, you begin to look around you. Poverish conditions lace your surrounding area. The smell is putrid and the buildings around you are dirty and look like they have been neglected for some time. There is trash all over the sidewalk on which you stand and you think that you see a man releiving himself up ahead of you. And so you take a step forward, stopping for a moment after. Then another, and another until you find yourself at a brisk pace. As you continue you down the street, you find yourself making a certain noise are you walk. You look down to see gum stuck to your shoe. You ignore it and sigh as you continue walking. Suddenly, you hear something to your right. You stop. You glance to your right to see a dark alleyway, no light showing. You look above you and see a street light, flashing on and off. The voice calls you again from the darkness. You stop as it speaks.[???]
Voice: Now it seems that the new boy around here doesn't know when to listen. You see, there's a certain protocole around here, you do your OWN thing and let everyone else handle their OWN fucking business. I don't want you near me, and I CERTAINTLY don't want your ass anywhere NEAR to him. I'm going to handle this on my own, just like I said I would from the beginning. I don't want, nor do I NEED others help because if I did, I certainly wouldn't be reaching out to soemone like you, who just burst on the scene last fucking night. I've done this my way from the start, and I plan on keeping it that way. And do you know why?! Because EVERY FUCKING TIME that I trusted someone, they screwed me over! They threw me to the fucking wolves and watched as I was devoured. And you're going to do the same fucking thing. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if the whole thing yesterday was a setup, plaina nd fucking simple. I mean, this would be the perfect way for him to get to me. But you know what?! I'M NOT FALLING FOR IT!...But it seems like I have NO choice when it comes to partners on Saturday, so let's get a couple things straight. You stay the FUCK out of my way. You DON'T get involved with him if he HAPPENS to come down during our match. And finally, DON'T EVER EVER EVER tell me that you're here to help, because the fact is NO ONE EVER IS! Oh sure, you're buddies with me until he comes calling on dues and you decide that it's better for your "career" but it's just business then. RIGHT?! Well, I don't think so. So after Saturday, stay the fuck out of my way...PERMANENTLY!
[???]The voice calms down and doesn't seem to be as stressful. You try to walk into the alleyway but the voice tells you to stop. You take a step back and glare into it, amazed.[???]
Voice: But beyond him, why you? Why would I be given you two? Why would he even consider giving me a shot at gold? It doesn't make sense. He's been trying to screw me over for so long, giving me garbage opponents and joke matches. Now, all of a sudden, he decides to give me you two? This is, as they say, almost too good to be true. It's like he's had a sudden change of heart...(Thinking)...HA! Like that will ever happen. I know this thing is a setup, one way or the other. There's gotten be a hidden agenda here, a secret plan. He wouldn't walk into this thing without an objective and an idea of how he wants this to end. Because, I know, as much as I hate him, he's not an idiot. He knows what he's doing and why he's doing it. There's a purpose to everything he does, no matter how out of place it seems, and I'm not going to walk into this blind. You're going to do something, I know it. He can be trusted, and those two are just too idiotic to take lightly. I know that something is going down and you're the cataclysm behind it. You're the driving force, pushing everything in my world to a screeching halt. You're trying to bring my world down by playing mind games. One week, it's a filler match and the next it's a tag title shot. Something's going on, because I know you. You're trying to throw me into a false sense of security, so that I never see you coming, but that's not going to happen! I'm going to be here, watching, waiting. Always vigilent. Always pissed....And after ALL of that, I still have to deal with you two. One a legend, so to speak, the other, well, the other. Now, you two know as well as I do that this is a two on one. It's you two versus me, because there's no way in fucking hell I'm trusting him. So what does it come out to? You two fools versus a pathelogical madman?! Do you really want that?! Do you really want to be the ones to face me after ALL that happened last week?! Do you?! Or would you rather be the ones taking the belts from the dying children. Because the fact is, I'm not exactly the happiest person right now. And believe it or not, I wouldn't mind killing both of you....You fucking ALCOHOLICS! Yeah, that's right. I called you an ALCOHOLIC! What are you gonna do?! Get mad and throw shit at me?! BRING IT ON! I'm fucking sick of playing the scared card. I'm bringing it all on saturday and I'm walking away with those straps. I'm going to make you the first victims. And after you, there will be more, many more. Because I'm sick of being the fucking pussy...(Shows himself)
[???]He looks at you, anf sighs. He takes a deep breath and looks up into the blinking light. The light fades on and off as he continues.[???]
Sane: But the rest is never for the weary, for I have more troubles on my mind. I have him as a partner. How am I supposed to do this?! Huh?! You had to schedule this, didn't you?! You had to make this difficult on me! And him as a partner, what were you thinking?! This isn't fair. I was beaten to fucking pulp last night. I had hundreds of flesh impressed on my face and now I have these two with him as a partner. And then there's always the threat of your ass running where it doesn't belong. So many fucking problems and I have to face them ALONE. DAMNIT! WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE THIS WAY?! HUH?! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO TURN ME INSIDE OUT LIKE THIS?! I'VE BEEN ABANDONED, BEATEN, BETRAYED AND LOOK HOW IT'S LEFT ME!...(Begins to tear)...Look at me. I'm a shell, shattered and broken. I've been disconnected from everyone else for so long that I can't even trust myself. It's not fair to me. It's not fair to everyone else. I shouldn't be going around cursing and yelling at everyone. I should still be the partying bastard that I was. I didn't want to change. I didn't want to become a new man. I WANTED TO STAY THE SAME! But no, everything had to change. Everything had to become different. I was questioned at EVERY fucking turn. They wondered if my heart was big enough, whether my will was strong enough, whether my body was tough enough. AND I SHOWED THEM, DIDN'T I?! I SHOWED THEM WHAT IS WAS LIKE TO BE ME! AND AFTER ALL THAT...you still chase me. You still harass me. I don't want to fight you...but I don't want to like you. I don't know what to do...We were so close, but so far. WHY DAMNIT?!...(Yells)
...WHY?![???]He begins to tear once again. He wipes away his tears as he stands there. The light flickers again and this time, does not come back on. You are left in the darkness, alone. The camera fades....[???]
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