||- Foreword -||

The most outstanding work an individual can achieve, has a name. Michelangelo chisseled granite with his bare hands to make it. Mozart laboured in poverty to find it. Hemmingway took his own life, when he could no longer write it. One man has gone beyond them all. One man has truely produced a work that humbles those who stand before it. His name is Chris Masters... and he.. is The Masterpiece!"

(Introduction- Chris Masters. Perhaps the best built wrestler in our industry, he looks set for success at the highest level. And yet, he has not reached up and taken in. Masters introduced himself to the EMF as a body guard for John Cena, but it would appear as though Cena does not require these services. And so for a long time, Chris Masters was absant from the EMF. But recently, something has changed. Masters, after splitting from Carlito, has taken his stable, Revolution, to new heights. He has aquired the services of one of the brightest developing talents in Ken Keneddy, as well as one of the top superstars in the EMF of right now, AJ Styles. But depsite having the Future and the Present in his stable, that does not make Chris Masters the past.. far from it. In fact Chris Masters sees himself as so superiror in the ring it's a waste of his and his opponents time for him to even compete. But when the EMF crossed the pond to England, that changed. MAsters, who was sick of being down-talked by the new stable the 4 Horsemen, stepped into the ring for the first time to compete in a Tag Match. Although MAsters and Carlito won the match, MAsters was not happy with the way things were working out, and so turned on Carlito there and then to set up the New Revolution, which would eventually capture one of his opponents on that night as a member. Masters disappeared again for a while after that, but returned to accomapny his partner AJ Styles to the ring for his Intercontinental Championship match against MDK. With AJ trailing in the series, Masters was able to tip the scales and help AJ to tie it up. But AJ was not happy about it, and told Masters to stay away for the third and final encounter. However after AJ had retained the IC Belt, he and MDK were attacked by a new team, Frank Snow and Duke Snyder. Masters would come to their aide, setting up a brutal tag match for this weeks Shockwave. Throw in the fact that last week AJ defeated Frank Snow and another brawl broke out amongst the four and you have pretty much a full pot, and this week at Shockwave, it's about to boil over.)

(The scene opens. Shockwave, in which Masters and AJ brawled with Snyder and Snow, has just ended. Chris Masters and AJ Styles are seen entering the Revolution locker room, looking a bit worse for wear after their long brawl. Masters drapes into a chair after grabbing a bear from the side. AJ goes over to his locker and chucks his IC Title belt into it, looking angry. He throws himself into a chair opposite Chris and glares at him.)

AJ Styles: "Go ahead and say it.... you saved my ass again... go on give me hell... make me feel worthless like you always do..."

Chris Masters: "Why would I want to do that? In case your forgetting... it was me that came to you and offered you a spot in this stable. I think your full of talent kid... far from worthless. Sure the Masterpiece has been around a bit more in this industry but you got bags of talent right now and are still learning. You'll make it big... beleive me, i'm just watching your back to make sure nothing serious happens to you that throws that into danger."

AJ Styles: "But I shouldn't NEED you to do that. A good IC Champion should be able to watch his own back at all times... and yet I always seem to get myself into these problems... like I did tonight when Snyder attacked me."

Chris Masters: "And why do you think he attacked you tonight? HE attacked you coz he, along with everyone else, could see you had Frank Snow right where you wanted him. The match was over... you nailed the Styles Clash... there's no way he could have fought back... so Snyder had to tarnish it by getting his partner disqailified. But it doesn't matter. We are a formidable team.. and nobody is going to beat us. We are Revolution and we have a name to represent. John Cena didn't from this stable over a year ago for us to tarnish it, losing to the likes of Snow and Snyder. Tonight AJ, was not your fault, and I wasn't saving your ass, I was just getting what was mine. I wanted a piece of those punks ever since they attacked us at the Pay Per View, but tonight was only a sample of what Chris MAsters can do. They've been to the preview, but it didn't put them off. Somehow, they weren't God damn scared enough to refuse to see the whole show... but when they do, they'll wish they'd stayed home and wacthed some Fairy Princess show like they normally do. Tey don't fear us, because they haven't seen what we can do... the whole world is waiting with baited breath for us to unvail ourselves and dominate the Tag Team Industry, and that's just what we are going to do. You said you joined Revolution to get in some Tag Matches, well now is your big oppertunity, exactly what you've been waiting for, so lets go out there and get it!"

AJ Styles: "As usual you are right... they did only cause the DQ out of fear, but that doesn't matter. They robbed me of a victory... but they were only stalling. This week they will finally see just what the phenominal one can do... and they will feel the pain as AJ Styles delivers another, even bigger Styles Clash to pick up the win over those bastards. They may have robbed me once, but I don't fall ofr the same trick twice. I'm AJ Styles, Intercontinental Champion... and there aint nobody going to beat me, especially when I have Chris Masters as a partner!"

Chris Masters: "Yea I agree man. We'll take the World by storm and aint nobody gonna stand in our way... least of all those 2 wannabes. Hell I only just bothered to leanr their names tonight... nobody gives a fuck about them and that's the way it's always going to be. We'll flatten them into the ground and give them a real baptism of fire here in the EMF, and begin their tag team career in the worst possable way at the expense of our own. It's time for the Masterpiece and the PHenominal AJ Styles to show everyone just what we can do, and to kick the livig hell out of those 2 until they get the message that under NO circumstnaces do you mess with Revolution!"

(As he says this there is a knock at the door. Chris looks to AJ but then decides to go himself. He opens the door and stnading there is EMF Grandslam Champion John Cena. He goes to enter, then stops.)

Cena: "On second thoughts wont... too many memories... ready to go Chris?"

Chris Masters: "Yea I am. I'll see you around AJ... don't forget we got a house show to hid mid-week for our promos."

AJ Styles: "Alright man, catch you later."

(Masters exits the room and closes the door behind him. Cena and Masters walk out to the parking lot.)

Cena: "So.. how's it going?"

Chris Masters: "Not bad man... i'm looknig forward to getting back in the ring and kicking some serious ass. These guys have had it coming to them... and it's time I shut them up once and for all."

Cena: "Couldn't agree more... if someone messes with you, you gotta get right in there and mess back. You gotta go in and show him whos boss and bring their record down to 2 losses and no wins. It's not gonna be any harder than the horsemen, a complete step down really. YOu just go out there and do your best and i'm sure you'll have them tapping out in no time. Besides.. thanks to you competing.. means you get to do a promo this week and not me... you ready for that?"

Chris Masters: "I've been redy since the day i was born. I was born to succeed in this industry... and succeed I will. I'm the masterpiece.. I will never be beaten in the Extreme Measures Federation.. and my reign of terror continues this week as I take out the trash and destroy these newbies once and for all!"

(Cena and Chris reach the car and get in, and drive off as the scene fades. We re-open later on in the week. We are live at an EMF hous show when Chris Master's theme hits the arena. The fans are on their feet as Chris Masters comes out onto the ramp and poses a bit. He then Stops and walks to half way before Christy Hemme comes out behind him. He takes Hemme's hand and guides her up the steel steps and into the ring before getting in himself. The crowd falls silent as he's givern the microphone.)

Chris Masters: "Well LAdies and Gentlemen... you all know why I am here. I am here to tell you exactly how things are going to go down this weekend at Shockwave. Now AJ Styles was meant to be here.. but he called me and said he was stuck in traffic... but the show must go on so i'll do it on my own. So Hemme, if you don't mind.. fire away with the first question."

Christy Hemme: "Well Chris. Last week AJ Styles was victorious, albeit via Disqualification, over Frank Snow. You had a ringside appearance for that match... how do you feel about one half of your opponents team, having seen him in action?"

Chris Masters: "Yea I saw him... and I wasn't impressed. Not one bit. The guys a loser. Sure he handed a few moves out on AJ but thats to be expected, at the end of the day, despite his under-handed tactics... he still fucking up and walked right into the Styles Clash. Frank Snow would have been pinned out right.. had Snyder not got in the way. But i'll save him for later. As AJ Correctly pointed out last week, we need to be facing top competition... not the likes of Frank Snow. Any relation to Al Snow? You gotaa wonder really. I mean, both are losers, both tried to cut it in the EMF and failed miserably, both would pass out to the MAsterlock... in fact the only difference between the two is that Al Snow is actually worth something... because he trained the current EMF Women's Champion, my good friend Jackie Cena. Frank Snow is a nobody. A "Cold Bloodied Canadian". Dude eiter your a reptile or you need to book an apointmrent at the emergency room... coz thats just not normal. But hell he can come out here, run his mouth all he wants, talk about dominating the world and this, that and the other... but I don't talk the talk, I just walk the walk. I let my actions speak for me, and I get the job in hand DONE! I finish off all those that step into the ring with me, and I make their lives a living hell. Nobody, and I mean nobody survives once they are locked inside my Masterlock. Nobody holds the key to break it... but look at Snow... if anyone does he's the last person that does. He feared it so much, he dared to hit me from behind to save his partner from it. A very noble feat... but you will regret it later on. But speaking of regrets... here's one more that you'll have. Remember what you said last week. Last week when you were supposed to be doing a little promo about my friend AJ Styles, you decided to run your mouth like me. Have a little bitch... talk down about the MAsterpiece while he can't do anything about it. But this week I can. This week I can claim revenge and sut your big mouth once and for all. I can totally and utterly control the match from start to finish, and I can force you to put your money where your mouth is. Do you remember what you called me Frank... ha, Frank... just the name is enough to make you a laughing stock. But whatever. You called me AJ's "Steroid Pumping Girlfriend". What is that Frank? Jealousy? Your jealous that AJ can get a girlfriend where as you can't get "Dirty" Dyke Snyder because he's interested in fellow females... or your just jealous of my awesome physique so you have to claim I'm on steroids? There aint a single drop in this body i'll have you know... or have you not been around long enough to realise that the EMF actually has an anti-drug policy? I'm like this because I work 24 hours a day to get like it. I give everything I have to this industry and then I take the rewards. I trained in Japan where things are a LOT tougher than over here, and I learned so much. With that knowledge I can easily defeat anyone the EMF throws at me, and that is so true that the board don't even bother to book me half the time. They can see for themselves that i'm too damn good for most of their talent and so my use is restricted. But when people piss me off, they have no option but to throw me into the ring, and unleash the beast inside. Some people say i'm cocky, but really, it's just a god damn fact. And you can come out and run your mouth and bitch. You can talk about me as if i'm not a threat... but you know better than that Snow. Yo can threatn to "Put me on Ice"... hmm.. how long did that take you to come up with? Snow... Ice... Cold Blooded... I see a pattern emerging Snow.. so if everything you do and say is so similar... does that mean every match you wrestle is the same too? Because you better hope that's not the case or your in trouble... You didn't impress me last week and God knows when yuor up against the Masterpiece, you'll look even worse. But go ahead, do your worse Snow. If your lucky I might stand and give you the first shot. why don't you "Put me on Ice" because lets make one thing quite clear... I don't care if you put me on Ice or through hells fire... i'll still come out and kick your ass for everything it's worth... no forget that... becuase that wouldn't be causing you enough pain... but believe me you'll feel pain. Nobody has ever cracked the MAsterlock in the EMF and you will not be the first. You can come out here and claim you can... but you'll always fall short. You do ont hold the key to unlock the MAsterlock, just like you don't hold a single gram of talent. I could beat you with my eyes closed... but i'd rather watch as you bleed and collapse and then I make you tap! I don't care what bullshit you come up with about freezing me or making me cold... man I can cope with far worse than cold... it doesn't intimidate me. To beat me you'll need a bit more than cold blood.. because when i'm finished with you that blood will be staining the ring anyway. But Snow.. it doesn't matter what I say here tonight, or what you say in your greatly insignificant air time.. becuase when it comes down to it in the ring, i'll over power you, show more skill and tactics then you... and I'll just purely dominate you. I'm far superior to anything you could even hope to achieve, but even if by some slight miracle that wasn't enough, I have AJ Stlyes in my corner... where as the best you have is that Dyke guy. Man that complete defies nature.. but not to worry. Frank Snow came to this federation to make an impact... to put people on ice... but so far all he's done is spray them with a water pistol... he got easily turned over by AJ, and come Shockwave, he'll find out first hand just what the MAsterpiece is capable of, when Chris Masters not only beats him to the ground with strong offence, not only shows the speed to dodge and the durability to take anything thats thrown at him, and not only prevents him using all his cheap little moves he's accustomed with... but when Chris Masters actually makes him TAP and then pass out and be complete at the mercy, of revolution! So thanks for coming snow.. and thanks for tempting me back into the ring, but it's high time you got an ass-kicking and went on your way. And when your laying in your hospital bed, getting your champagne you bought with your severence pay after this company lays you off, and you ask them to put your drink on ice to compensate for everything you failed here.... just remember the reason your there, is because Revolution just passed you by!"

Christy Hemme: "Well you only have one more opponent this week, you pretty much covered Snow.. so what do you feel about Dirty Dyke... sorry I mean Dirty Duke Snyder?"

Chris Masters: "No, no you were right the first time Christy. I'm sure every guy watching this, and every guy backstage.. is guilty of a dip into the dark pool that is the pornography industry... and yet none of them have heard of this "Dirty" Dyke Snyder. But remember when you went to those adult film stores? Remember the ones where the guy selling them said "Whatever you do.... don't touch them..." those were the ones guys. Now, being that I have a long-term girlfriend.. i'm not into that shit, but I got some friends together and asked them to watch one. And here's what they told me. They said it's about some lesbian, who poses as a man to try and make it in the wrestling industry... and fails miserably, and so she tries to make some money from making dirty little movies. She fails at that too though, because me checking one out, despite numerous complaints from the sales man that i'd vomit, was the only one in the history to be viewed. But now we know the truth Snyder... we know what your all about. A dirty Dyke.. hahaha.Normally I have something against fighting women... but seeing as you tried so hard to make people beleive you were a man... I think I can make an exception. Also, combine that with the fact you attacked me first.. and i'm damn justified to kick you from pillar to post and end your wrestling career once and for all. Just please don't run back to those films... keep your "Dirty" little antics to yourself... please dude, i mean... whatever, just please spare us from anymore poor taste Lesbian movies that make you want to vomit. And then.... and this is rich.. Snyder claims to get layed more times in one day than me in my whole life.... man, thats probably true... but at least i'm not payed for it. At least its not considered so "Dirty" that red blooded males turn away from it despite it being lesbians... that is just WRONG. This guy.. i mean, this thing.. is just un-natural and it's time I took it out and stopped it unleashing it's hell on the world anymore. One good Masterlock and our porn industry, as well as our wrestling industry... are finally safe again. And then the confusion of the normal man is lowered... and life can return and be good again... and Chris Masters will be proclaimed the Saint that single handidly saved the two most important aspects of male life in America today! They will make statues of me and proclaim me a saint.. and it's all in a days work. But in all seriousness SNyder... you have pissed me off. Attacking someone during their match just becuase your partner is doomed is not right. YOu caused a disqualification.. and AJ Styles was robbed of a good win. You knew Frank Snow was done for... and yet you couldn't hold your hands up, admit Revolution was the better team and walk away proud. You had to cause yourself problems... and cause AJ a disqualification. Now I will have my revenge, and so will he. Now we will completely dominate you, and take you to new heights not even your former lesbian lovers could send you to... only because we want to bring you crashing back down so hard it shatters every little bone in your body and your wrestling career is ended right there. A Masterlock... a Styles Clash.. it doesn't matter how we do it because me and AJ are on the same page, and we, together, will dominate you entirely. We could put you both down with one move, and you would suffer. We could end your careers in a split second. but nobody would care. We may as well let you slip through the net once... barely survive.. make a little name for yourself by beating on losers like Dewey Pond... and THEN kill your careers so people even care a little bit... but don't bank on it. Becuase in a split second I could change my mind.. and you could be pushing up daisys. Just you remember.. your whole career and even your life hang in the balance this week. Picking on AJ Styles and MDK was one thing... having to deal with Chris Masters is quite another. I may not be Intercontinental Champion... I may have never held a title... but I appeared at that Pay Per View before AJ did... and you didn't have the balls to attack me.... sorry kind of ironic statement right there, as you don;t have any at all and just try and dupe us all... ok, you didn't have the guts to attack me, because you didn't want to deal with the MAsterpiece. And that's fine, all well and good... only now you have to. You can't run away... or your prescious losing streak will continue. You can't back out. You dug your own grave when you attacked my tag partner... and now your deep in the coffin and you can't get out... you can see the lock... but you have no key, and you just can't break it, because that lock... is a MASTERLOCK! And Masterlocks cannot be broken no matter what you do. You cannot escape them, and you cannot break free. They are too damn tough, and you put all your energy into it... and ecentually the air escapes your lungs and you flop like a rag doll and your match is over. That's the fate that awaits you two when you step through those ropes with me... that's the fare that awaits you when you face off with Chris Masters... and beleive me, it's not pleasant... and you will wish you had never been born when im done with you! Snyder, Snow... see you on Shockwave!"

(Chris Masters drops his microphone and his theme plays again as we fade out.)