�History. Events that occurred long in the past, but are remembered only by the mind�. Or at least, remembered how the mind would like to remember them� The good memories brought to bubble on the surface� the bad memories to the darkness of forget� and some memories� the only other type� changed by the mind� changed into something that perhaps never actually happened� something that the mind would have liked to have happened� or perhaps something that is part truth� but also partly fictional.� The scene opens up showing an urban view in the darkness of night. It looks like it could be an outer city area, with some tall buildings and shops, but equally some grass banks in one or two areas and a city park not far from the camera� view. The view is vaguely familiar to those loyal GWO fans, and it sends a chill down the spine of any who realise where they are. The streets below, for some reason, are almost empty, with only a few people hurrying around the near-on deserted streets. The scene moves around the city scene, focusing in on certain tall buildings, but then moving away from them and zooming in on another instead. This continues several times, before the cameras pace slows down to a minimal and its view hits against a building, blocking off all it can see. The camera quickly jerks upwards, and the view zooms quickly up the side of the tall building, and hovers above its rooftop. It notices a fire on top of the storey of flats, a fire that has been made by a man�s hand, from cut up pieces of tree bark and branches, which have been set ablaze atop this large building on the outskirts of a city. The fire is burning well, constantly being fed, and it is emitting quite a heat. The camera moves slowly down, to where a figure is sat on his knees on the floor beside the fire. The figure is shaking terribly, despite the intense warmth of the fire. He is pale and is looking nervously around the rooftop he is sat on. The figure has long blonde hair, let to hang loose over his shoulders, and he is also wearing sunshades to cover his eyes, despite the fact that he is sat in the darkness of the night with only the glow of the fire to keep him from being engulfed in the darkness. The figure is also wearing torn grey jeans, and a black T-shirt, and on it is the image of a rabbit, grey-furred long-eared, buck-toothed and red-eyed! The rabbit appears to be laughing a hysterical laugh, captured in the freeze that is the image on the T-shirt. The man himself is undoubtedly THE JACKRABBIT, the man who made his debut in the Golden Wrestling Organisation with the purpose of destroying and tormenting his once-friend, Talon, to get his revenge for an incident in which Talon almost took The Jackrabbit�s life. The Jackrabbit is tearing up scraps of paper, one by one, throwing them onto the fire to feed its hunger for fuel. The Jackrabbit does not cease his mysterious shivering, and he wipes away a handful of sweat as he does, caused by the fire�s heat� or not. For the first time, we properly see the true paleness of The Jackrabbit�s skin, and the sweat he is inadvertently producing, and the shivers, and the nervous glances all around him. The Jackrabbit looks frightened. For the first time, he speaks. �You see this, Talon? You see this?! I am sitting here Talon� That�s right, you know where I am� this is the place that you say makes you feel pain so much� you are right, Talon� this place doesn�t make me feel pain. It does not even frighten me� you see I am not scared! What reason do you have to fear this place? You have not fallen from here. You have not felt the pain! You have not felt the pain, Saul! I mean� Talon�� The Jackrabbit stops tearing paper to toss onto the fire� he holds his hands to his head, and then shakes himself off. He rips another paper, glancing at it for only a moment. He looks back up. �Don�t ever say you have gone through pain, Talon� you do not know pain. Nobody in GWO knows pain� no wrestler knows pain. Sure, these wrestlers have been ripped apart by Piledrivers, steel chairs, fifty-foot drops, barbed wire bats� but have these guys gone through mental pain? No� nobody has felt like The Jackrabbit has felt. No one has been betrayed by a friend, that little did they know, was actually a psychopathic killer� and then realised that this guy was not behind bars, but roaming the streets, wrestling with other men! That is pain in a way no one has felt. However, unlike you, Talon, for I can call you old friend no more� unlike you, I will speak my mind� you keep yourself to yourself� you�d say, �the way of the hunter�� you are a deceitful, heartless, cold-blooded killer! But, I live by �the way of the jackrabbit.� Have you ever watched a jackrabbit hunt? Jackrabbits kill coldly, day or night. It doesn�t matter to them. And they will also attack, viciously, but meaninglessly� not for the hunt, but just for the sport� the pleasure. Talon� after that sport, you made me into a jackrabbit� The Jackrabbit. My mind works like theirs� now� I will attack you viciously but meaninglessly. But perhaps it will have meaning� yes, I will attack you for retribution. I will make you suffer for what you did to me� you want to kill me this Sunday, Talon? You�ve tried that once already, you failed. I fell from this� this very building� I survived, Talon! Despite every effort, you could not kill me! You know why? Because I am The Unorthodox One, and with me, nothing is quite as you�d expect! I can survive a fall� an attempted murder, and I live on. I am untouchable! I am immortal, Talon! It�s just dawned on me for the first time, that I am invincible! Which gives me a much bigger advantage over you, my foe. You are �destined to die� but I am not, because I am the immortal Jackrabbit! You pathetic, boring �death� does not affect me, Talon! You tried to kill me, but you didn�t succeed! I escaped from your �dungeon� and the sooner you learn to accept that, the better! I am the great Houdini of wrestling� the Houdini of Jackrabbits, I can escape everything I get thrown my way. You kidnapped me, you tied me up, and you beat me and tortured me, and then you tried, again, to kill me, but in the same way that you did five years ago! But, to prove my point, I escaped from you. You showed everybody watching from their homes and from that arena that you are a sadistic killer� you showed them all exactly what you did to me five years ago. But for the second time, I am still here, alive, and pleasing my many loyal �Rabbit Fans! Talon� you can say that this is your game now� but I invented this game, and I know it inside out. I can attack from directions you never knew existed. I can punish you in more ways than you can count. The creator of the game is the master of the game, and I am going to master this game, and I am going to master you! I�m sure you�ve heard it all before� but fear not; you will not hear this much more� I will finish you off, and this will all end forever in a Blaze of Glory!� THE GOOD AND THE EVIL, THOUGH NEITHER WOULD ADMIT IT, NEED THE OTHER TO EXIST.... TO CONTINUE THE CYCLE OF ETERNAL CONFLICT. Suddenly, The Jackrabbit stops his paper shredding, and looks up, as if remembering something for the first time. Suddenly, the colour returns to his face and he trembles through anger as an outburst erupts from him. �You did not want to push me from the building?! You liar! You wanted me dead! You tried to kill me! How dare you! Damn you, Saul! Err� Damn you, Talon! Five years ago, we were friends� no, you were my friend! But you pushed me. You killed me. You wanted me dead. I don�t know why. I doubt you even know why! Jealously? Were you possessed? You� killed� Jay! But I will get my revenge� in a Blaze of Glory!� SOME ARE BORN GOOD, ALWAYS DOING EVERYTHING THAT THEY CAN TO HELP THE PLIGHT OF OTHERS. SOME ARE BORN EVIL, MANIPULATING AND USING OTHERS FOR THEIR OWN NEEDS... �You used me! You treated me as a slave to get whatever the hell what you wanted! Without me you would have been nothing! You would have been a useless, dull, boring, senile man! You�d have become a loner� like you are now� I saved you from becoming Talon� but Talon overpowered you, Saul� you weak-minded fool! Talon killed Jay! Talon is crazy and sadistic� but Talon didn�t think about The Jackrabbit� oh no, Talon didn�t realise that The Jackrabbit would seek his revenge, and now I have and now I am going to kill you� I am going to avenge my death, and I will bring you down in a Blaze of Glory!� ....AND THOSE THAT ARE CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE HAVE THE BEST, AND THE WORST, FROM BOTH WORLDS. The camera spins around to the back of The Jackrabbit, as he tosses another piece of paper onto the fire to feed its greed. As the camera turns, for the first time a box of small glossy papers is revealed. The camera notices that in the box, the papers are not that... they are actually photographs! On every photograph is a picture of either Talon (but as Saul in the past days) or of The Jackrabbit, although in every photo he is dressed casually, as Jay of days gone by. The Jackrabbit tosses the photos onto the fire one by one, without acknowledging them at all. �Talon� don�t you realise what you have done? No, of course you don�t realise! Saul would have realised� but that pathetic weak-minded fool was overpowered by Talon�! Talon, you may have killed Jay, and that being said, you brought out the Jackrabbit! That was a mistake, my hated enemy, because now The Jackrabbit is going to crush Talon! For two solid months I have made you suffer my wrath� made you feel my pain and endure my revenge� but I will make you pay the final price, for what Talon has done to me� the tables will be turned at the Pay-Per-View, and it will all finally come crashing down� at GWO Blaze Of Glory!� ALL GOOD THINGS COME TO AN END ALL FRIENDSHIPS COME TO AN END ALL LIFE COMES TO AN END WHEN YOUR TIME COMES YOU CAN�T CHANGE IT YOU CAN EITHER RUN AWAY OR GO DOWN IN A BLAZE OF GLORY!