[We open the scene in the back
of CEO Walkers limo, the limo is going at a fair speed, suddenly the limo
breaks, the tyres screeching along the floor, Walker almost jumps out of the
limo as he runs down the alley where we saw President Wayne and Gutter Rat.
Walker walks down the alley as he reaches the spot where they were. He looks
down on the ground and sees a few bits of hair and Gutter Rats mask.... Walker
picks up Gutter Rats mask and clutches it in his hands....]
[Static]
[We are now in a well lit area. It appears to be a parking lot, due to the white
lines on the floor... In the middle of the parking lot is a man sat in a chair
with a black bag over his head, covering his face.... From the left hand side of
the screen we see our MWF President walking over with a baseball bat in one hand
and a 2x4 in the other. The man who now is obviously Gutter Rat is tied to the
chair, his arms behind his back and his legs attached to the legs of the
chair...]
President Wayne: Walker is to slow... He is always one step behind me...
[Wayne circles Gutter Rat who starts to groan.... Wayne grabs him around the
neck and begins to squeeze as we can hear Gutter Rat start to choke, Wayne stops
and Gutter Rat stays conscious... Wayne reaches under the mask and rips the tape
from across Gutter Rats mouth... Wayne making sure he doesn't reveal Gutter Rats
face...]
Gutter Rat: Let me Go...
President Wayne: I don't think so Rat Bastard...
[Wayne swings to baseball bar into the ribs of Gutter Rat who lets out an
almighty roar... He begins to cough as Wayne laugh, moving closer to Gutter
Rat's covered face. Wayne can hear Gutter Rat breathing heavily and can detect
fear...]
President Wayne: Scared are we Rat?
Gutter Rat: Never of you Wayne... You're a coward, you cant take me out one on
one. And when I get out of this, you'll wish you hadn't done this to me?
President Wayne: WHEN, you get out? Who says your leaving?
Gutter Rat: Wayne... You bastard...
[Wayne smiles and nods in agreement as he smashes the baseball bat across the
knees of Gutter Rat, the force knocking the chair over as Gutter Rat falls onto
his back, he manages to come loose as he crawls on all fours in pain with his
knees... Wayne lets him get a little hope of getting away as Wayne charges
towards his smashing the 2x4 clean in half over the back of his head...]
President Wayne: This time Rat, you cant run or hide.
[Wayne walks over to Gutter Rat who appears not to be moving, Wayne is a little
wary as he prods Gutter Rat with the baseball bat, Gutter Rat doesn't move as
Wayne repeatedly hits Gutter Rat in the back, making sure that he is out of it.
Wayne begins to drag Gutter Rat by the legs half way across the parking lot,
until he reaches the car we saw earlier. Wayne opens the trunk and shoves Gutter
Rat in the back, he makes sure the rope is tying his arms and hands properly, as
he slams the trunk shut.]
President Wayne: This man is suppose to be one of the most dominant forces in
the MWF and now in the WEW. I'm not doubting how good of a WRESTLER Gutter Rat
is, but he walks around the MWF these days dis-respecting me, because that's
what this is all about, respect. I will teach him to respect me, if he would
have taken my words of warning so many times in the past, it wouldn't have come
down to this, but now, I have to take it this far. I am the hardcore living
legend and the MWF President. People have started to leave the ''Insane'' out of
my name and you know what? That's started to piss me off....
[Wayne clenches his fist as he leans against the car...]
President Wayne: You know what else pisses me off? Besides Gutter Rat thinking
he can beat me in a fight and acting like he is the only man that knows Hardcore
around here... No, because deep down, we all know that when it comes to
Hardcore, Insane Wayne is your man. Edward Walker. Me and Edward now have been
arguing and exchanging words backstage and is it me, or does it seem like Walker
gets the last word in all the time? Because from where I stand all he needs to
say is that he created the MWF and his decision is final. So what is the point
to my job? My job is definitely not one for words anymore, its time for
actions.
[Wayne smiles as he gets into the car and starts up the engine....]
President Wayne: Things are just getting started...
[Wayne grabs the camera and throws it on the ground, he speeds off quickly, then
reverses back over the camera as everything goes black....]
