Nothing can start without a beginning. This is needless to say. Sometimes the beginning signifies the fire up of something great. Something that will forever be remembered in the hearts and minds of the many. Symbolically representing greatness and magnitude that only the beginning can put into the hearts of those. But the beginning does not always mean greatness. The beginning can signify the end. With the beginning ,there is always an end. This end can be delayed. The many can forget that the end is looming. But often the end can come within days, within hours, within one event. But that would be too specific. That would be as if we are talking about some sporting event. An event such as wrestling�. The scene opens up in a dimly lit room. The walls are not painted, and they are simply wooden boards, pasted together to form a wall. The ceiling is also wooden, rotting in the centre, and the wind can be heard whistling outside against it. The floor is concrete and uncarpeted, telling us that this room, or house, is not an expensive joint. In fact, it is probably unused and not for public use. The room is empty, save a stool placed perfectly in the centre of the room. There is only one window, but it is night outside, or else a very shadowy area, and this does not help the dimly lit setting. It is through this window, that a figure jumps, almost in one, frog like bound. The shadows are cast over him, so he can be seen as nothing more than a silhouette. The character climbs awkwardly onto the stool, and sits for only a moment, before he lets out an outburst of hysterical laughter. Then a �CLICK� is heard, and a dim light flickers on above the figure. Sat on the stool is a medium-sized man, with blonde hair down to his shoulders, a deeply tainted sunglasses, resulting in his eyes being unseen. He is wearing long shorts, with a tartan pattern on them, and beneath them he has black kneepads and black, leather boots. He is wearing white wristbands too, and a black T-Shirt. On the T-shirt there is a large picture of a red-eyed, long toothed, grey furred, crazed looking rabbit. The man has his head tipped back, and hysterical laughter is spilling from his throat. Then, as suddenly as it started, the laughter stops, and the strange new man stares into the camera. �I am the beginning now. This Sunday I am the beginning. My beginning, however, is going to be a good one. The one of greatness. For when I begin, I will dominate, and I will win gold. Not many men have a beginning of gold. For as I begin, so does the Total Anarchy Wrestling. The TAW. We are talking about a sporting event now� sports entertainment� wrestling. And we are talking about The Jackrabbit� that�s me!� The strange man, The Jackrabbit, now begins to enter hysterical laughter. He continues after he has calmed down. �I understand that many of you probably do not know or recognise me. I have not been playing this game long, but I do not need to play it long to be the number one player. Time is only an element. Time means nothing; it is what you do with the time that makes the impact. I will be making an impact on the TAW from this point on. But first, for those of you who are thinking, �Hey, who the hell is this guy?� I�ll tell you. I am The Jackrabbit. No, I am not a jackrabbit, I am The Jackrabbit. The man that the entire TAW will learn to know and respect. I started only months ago in the PwO, I defeated my first opponent, Havoc, and I then defended the PwO as the leader of their squad against the XWA. PwO couldn�t maintain itself, and it couldn�t maintain The Jackrabbit. But now The Jackrabbit is in the TAW: Total Anarchy Wrestling. Why? Well, that�s a question right there, ain�t it? Here�s the damn answer. PwO couldn�t hold The Jackrabbit. I wasn�t worked enough. But now I�ve found my way to the TAW, and a stable fed that will hold The Jackrabbit, and will give The Jackrabbit the push he deserves! The push to the top. The push to main event! Which brings me on to my next subject� the main event! Main event, Sunday Sacrifice! The Jackrabbit vs. Draco, one-on-one, Hardcore Rules, Canadian Championship on the line! Special Guest referee: Prez Max Action. Now, I appreciate Maxo, that guy gave me the job in the TAW and took me out of that dump, the PwO. Pissin� Worthless Organization! But one guy I don�t appreciate is Draco. Hey Dracey, remember me from PwO? You were there too, remember? But wait. Didn�t you turn your back on PwO to go to XWA� the Invaders? You know how that feels Draco. Your own fed under invasion, the threat of extinction constantly on your head? That sucked, Draco. But PwO survived, I beat the XWA down, and now I�m here. TAW. You are here, TAW. And now, I finally get to let out all my frustrations, all my bottled up anger, on you. I have a past, Draco, a past that I will be releasing on your punk ass this Sunday. There�s plenty of frustration that PwO failed to unleash. But TAW is different. Here I get a Hardcore Rules match, anything goes, and anything and everything will go; will be unleashed, this Sunday. Sacrifice, Draco you are my sacrifice. And our very own new Prez, Maxo Action gets to witness the ass whooping he so badly needs to see to kick his federation off. Jackrabbit is the kick-start that TAW is looking for, and I will do anything possible to make sure I become TAW�s first-ever Canadian Champion! Yeah! Draco, I am sorry to disappoint you, but it seems that already you have lost your TAW debut match, and I have won mine, and in my debut match I will become the TAW Canadian Champion. Finally you, the backstage, the millions watching in the arena and in their living rooms at home will see The Jackrabbit� that�s me, win, and prove to the world I have what it takes to go forward in the wrestling world. Draco, to be the man, you gotta beat The Jackrabbit, and that is summat you just can�t dig! This Sunday you will be the first to learn� The Jackrabbit always gets The Last Laugh!� The unorthodox character that is known as The Jackrabbit then erupts into hysterical laughter, and topples backwards off his chair, pulling the light switch as he does, and the lights immediately buzz and click off, the scene being plunged into intense darkness.