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"Genetic Freak"

Prologue The NWF debut Rage is looming ever so close now. Superstars from all around the world will be given a new beginning, a new chance to re-kindle some old friendships or possibly create new ones. It will be an opportunity for wrestlers to get back into the main stream of wrestling and to once again hit the major leagues. Alot is on the line at the debut show, alot of titles are waiting to be handed out to a select few. A select few who have the agility, the strength, the skill, the endurance and of course the Tenacity to win. You must walk a long road in order to become a champion and to have a title added to your name. But like they say, you'll get no-where until you make the first step. Well the first step is here, at least it is for Randy Orton and Scott Steiner. Randy is no stranger to Intercontinental championships and has even held a world championship. Scott was once a Greek god of the wrestling. Holding numerous titles and wielding infinite power he had the right to walk down the street saying that he was Untouchable. But soon things went downhill. A rather shoddy career in the WWE led to Steiner's contract expiration, A poxy career in the BWF where after failing in an Intercontinental title match Steiner pretty much disappeared, until now. Scott signed on the dotted line and looks to become the first NWF Intercontinental champion of the world.

The camera swoops around the packed arena. The occasional fan will wave of hold up a home made sign for their 3 seconds of fame. The noise is deafening and the intensity could be cut with a knife. The fans are woken from their mindless state of yelling what ever comes out of their mouths by a very famous one liner.... Holla If Ya Hear Me!. Scott emerges from the curtain in his black wrestling tights, with the shades and chain mail helmet of course!. Steiner shakes his arms and does a double bicep pose as he heads down the ramp way. the strobe lighting and the recurring siren give fans flashbacks of the good old' days. Scott reaches the bottom of the ramp and does his famous bicep kiss whilst a name banner appears underneath him. After showing us what he’s made of Scott gets into the ring and takes a microphone whilst the fan's boos drown him out.

Scott Steiner~ Cut that crap off now! Rather than roll around in your own filth and insult me from the safety of your top row seats how about you come on down here and say some of this to my face.....I thought not, you people are to weedy and to cowardly to look me eye to eye and try and offend me with your childish mind games and school yard insults. But then again what should I expect from a bunch of half assed moronic lowlife scum bags who pay their weekly wages to get their seats, if that, perhaps you people rent out your trailers or sell your Jerry Springer collection on ebay! Scott receives more boos or jeering Scott Steiner~ Ask your self this.."Why do I boo Big poppa Pump?" sure you hate me but why? Is it because my Herculean physique dwarfs your skeleton like frail body? Or perhaps it's the fact that my bank balance is in the 6digit region and the only 6digits you will ever see will be in the red? anyway.....Young Randolph Keith Orton. It seems that your name was the unlucky individual pulled out the hat. On the first NWF rage you will be the unlucky son of a gun who gets a first round ass whooping courtesy of Freakzilla himself! There is always one person who draws the short straw and it seems you got it. I am the Zeus of NWF and I will crush any lowly peasants who step before me. Randy, you and I have both got one thing we want and thats the Intercontinental title, a long road is never long with a friend, well in this match you gotta do it on your own and jettison any luggage. Randy you are the luggage and are anchoring me down to the bottom of the card. Never in your life have you had to face me but there is a first for everything. These 21inch guns are gonna go wild on you and they shoot to kill. At the end of the night you will be calling me the big bad booty daddy! Now Holla If ya Hear me!!!

Scott gets booed as he leaves the ring

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