Climbing the ladder, getting to the top; the goal of every single man and woman in this business. This isn�t about the money; this isn�t about the fame� this is about dominance. Power. Being the best there is and a name that all will aspire too. But as one man climbs another falls� when it comes down to it, there can only be one winner� and it all boils down to the matter of who wants it more. The scene opens. The camera is moving slowly down a street, just as the average person would, making towards an unknown destination. The street itself is no different than any typical outer-city street, with rows of houses on either side. The houses seem to belong to the middle-class, from their appearance; certainly not the slums, but also not a set of mini-mansions. There is a small convenience store on the corner of the street, and into it a small boy runs, probably to spend this week�s allowance on candy and chocolate. A car speeds past the camera, probably going far over the speed limit. A sound can be heard behind the camera now: footsteps. The camera spins around suddenly to get the man behind the footsteps into its view. Sure enough, a well-built man of toughly six foot five is strolling, almost skipping down the street. He has long blonde hair; a poorly groomed goatee and his eyes are concealed behind sunshades. He wears a pair of blue denim jeans, and a black T-shirt bearing a grey spiral and the words �INSANE MASSACRE IV.� Over the man�s shoulder is slung a bag, seemingly filled from the bulge of it. Clearly this man is ICWF�s The Jackrabbit. The Jackrabbit continues his path down the street, walking and skipping, and effectively ignoring the camera for a long while. The camera follows him along the street, focusing for a moment on the grin he has fixed on his lips. After just a short while, he begins to laugh. A shrill giggle, his head tipping back slightly. The laughter lasts unnaturally long but stops unnaturally suddenly as his shaded eyes turn to the camera and a smile creeps across his face. He speaks in his usual high-pitched voice. THE JACKRABBIT: �Reeeeeeeeeeeady Or Not, Here Comes The Jaaaaackraaaaabbit! Arghahahaha! Hey-a �Rabbit Fans worldwide and everywhere else, too! Once more I gots things I wanna say� I like saying things �cos it passes my time, and it beats playing my games at home. Asides, I�m on my way to the planes to go to Inferno� I hates this bit, where I gotta go on planes� I really hate heights, donchya know? Ever since Talon pushed me from that building� that doesn�t matter now, �Rabbit Fans! Why did you make me bring it up? I�ma catch this plane, and I�ma close my eyes and hold my breath and it�ll all be over afore I know it. And then I�ll be at Inferno where I will get my win over Sharky, then I can go home �till the next match Mistah Odjie puts me in. Hopes it�ll be a nice match next, cos this Sharky guy is really borin�. I mean, first a woman, then a fishy� bah. No matters� Sharky says he�s never been beat one on one� so I �spose that�s why Odjie gimme him, so The Jackrabbit� that�s me!� could change that. Hahah! See Sharky, The Jackrabbit� that�s me, too!� is sooooo much better than you. You know why? �Cos the rabbit is quick� fast� Speedy Gonzales even! You�re just a big, bad, slow fish. See Sharky� I watched Jaws the other day� was scary by the way, I had to hold my own hand I got so scared� you know why I got scared? You know, do ya do ya do ya? Huh? Was it �cos of the big nasty shark ripping the people all apart? You think that, wouldn�t you? Well you�re right, it was freakin� horrible! But you know what happened at the end of that movie, Sharky? You know what happened to the shark at the end of that movie?? Well if you do, Sharky, get in touch and tell me �cos I wanna know� I got scared and turned it off. That�s not the point! Nu-uh, it isn�t! The point is this; see� the point is that I ain�t scared of you Sharky. You�re bigger that The Jackrabbit, but you ain�t better� and the bigger they are the harder they fall. When you fall, Sharky, you�ll make earthquakes all over the place. When The Jackrabbit falls� when The Jackrabbit falls� BOING! The Jackrabbit bounces right back up. You�ll see, Sharky, you�ll see with a one, two, three� ooh, I made a rhyme!� Laughing to himself, The Jackrabbit notices the taxi just in time. He waves it down quickly, pulls the door open and literally hops inside. Tossing his bag onto the seat beside him, The Jackrabbit looks to the driver, staring at him in the mirror. The driver was a small man, with a very thin haircut and an almost welcoming smile. He met The Jackrabbit�s eyes, all except for the shades blocking the contact and The Jackrabbit nodded to him and he put his foot down on the accelerator. THE JACKRABBIT: �To the� � he pauses now, then lets out a soft sigh of defeat. �� to the airport.� DRIVER: �You don�t sound too chuffed about that� you being forced to leave, man?� THE JACKRABBIT: �Nope, I just hate heights.� DRIVER: �Ahh� then mind me asking why you�re going on a plane then?� THE JACKRABBIT: �Cos I gotta go to Inferno to beat Street Sharky.� DRIVER: �I don�t follow you, man� where�s Inferno?� THE JACKRABBIT: �You don�t watch wrestling?� DRIVER: �Nah... not into that sorta thing.� THE JACKRABBIT: �Oh, that�s really funny! �Cos like, usually when a wrestler does a promo-thingy, the random guy they meet in the streets knows all �bout wrestling and is a big fan of theirs. Hehehehe!� DRIVER: �Well not me, man� what�s this Street Sharky then? A funny name for a wrestler ain�t it?� THE JACKRABBIT: �Yup! I think it�s stupid how Sharky named himself after an animal. But some people ain�t quite with it, like Sharky. Sure he�s a wrestler, he�s my �pponent� but I�m gonna beat him and then he won�t be my �pponent anymore. Sharky is just like a trampoline, boingy-boing-boinging me up to higher places on this imaginary ladder� you know, I think I should find this ladder� cos then I can just give it a little shake, watch all the other ICWF dudes fall down, and then climb up all by myself. But �till then I�ma just shake Sharky off� down down down down down! Arghahahahahah! The �Rabbit Fans, they booed me when I kicked DeMarko Freeze�s ass all over Inferno and saved Odjie from becoming a popsicle. Well they can�t boo The Jackrabbit� that�s me!� on Inferno when I pin Sharky. Knows why? �Cos they�ll be too busy saying �ohmigollygosh! The Jackrabbit is the bestest!� They will! See, Sharky, listen up yo! You thinks I ain�t never beat someone bigger and badder than you but I beat Talon� and Talon was just a big as you and much much badder than you. And I pinned him one two three ya ya ya! And I beat this other guy in GWO too, a fat dude called Donnie Cicero� and he was like� fat! And The Jackrabbit� that�s me!� beat him! So it really doesn�t matter how big and fat you is, Sharky, The Jackrabbit will still make a Standing Joke of you and your little brother, see? Look now� there ain�t gonna be no upset in this, Sharky. When I pins your big ass to the mat, I won�t be upset. And the �Rabbit Fans won�t be upset. And the only person who will be upset is you you you! And you will cry and cry and cry and go back to sea where all the Sharkies should be� there are lots of Sharkies, you know? Said so in this book�� DRIVER: �Uhh, man� I really don�t need to hear all this stuff� I told you, wrestling ain�t my sorta thing� you�re really taking this a bit too serious.� THE JACKRABBIT: �Serious? Arghahahahahahahah!! The Jackrabbit don�t take things seriously, chappy. This is a Standing Joke. This is Hysteria!� DRIVER: �Uhh�. Sure, whatever you say, man. Well, this is your stop, man.� Sure enough, the taxi has arrived at the airport. The taxi driver asks The Jackrabbit for his fare, which The Jackrabbit willingly pays with a note three times larger than the cost of the fare� this doesn�t seem to bother The Jackrabbit, as he goes skipping off, bag in hand, without awaiting change. Stunned, a smile creeps across the driver�s face, and he puts the note quickly into his pocket and takes off at a surprising pace. The camera pan quickly in front of The Jackrabbit as he runs so as to keep his face and his Pay-Per-View promoting T-shirt in view as he speaks. THE JACKRABBIT: �You thinks you�re on top of your game, Sharky. Well that�s just plain silly� see, if you sat on a game it would break! And you wouldn�t be able to play with it anymore� so that right there is why The Jackrabbit never sits on top of games. But Inferno this week, that�s my game, Sharky. And you sit on The Jackrabbit�s game, then The Jackrabbit will sit on you. Sharky, I saw when you killed that guy� you should be in jail now. But you ain�t and you got away with it� no matter though. �Cos that screwball nuthead Freezey thinks The Jackrabbit is the savior of humanity� well fine then, The Jackrabbit will save humanity from the nastiness of Sharky�s killing people. Sharky see, he just sits around playing pool like this match don�t matter. Well Sharky, maybe you is used to being beaten. You don�t know nothing �bout The Jackrabbit, do ya Sharky? Too busy playin� pool, ain�t ya Sharky? Well well well, at Inferno you will know one thing about The Unorthodox One that is The Jackrabbit� you will know that he, me, The Jackrabbit� aaaaaaalways gets The Last Laugh!� As though with the intention of proving this point, The Jackrabbit tips back his head and lets rip a maniacal laugh. This draws the attention of several passers-by but The Jackrabbit doesn�t notice or doesn�t care as he breaks into a faster skip towards the waiting area for his plane ride to Omaha.