* The scene pans in and quickly opens with a viewing inside of the Horrorfind convention taking place at the Marriot Hunt Valley Inn around 3:30 p.m. as we head further into the overly packed setting of film vendors, celebrity signings, various film viewing stations, merchandise vendors and close to over 2,000 thriving horror fans giving the covention its morbid personality. Cutting past all of the vendors and excitement the scene takes us through a set of blocked doors set for V.I.P's only until ending up in a room set up like an entertainment area filled with colorful decorations, a full bar and 70 inch plasma screen television placed to the front of the room. Inside we find a collection of well known horror faces such as Michael Rooker, Tony Todd, John Kassir and sitting on a couch a few feet away from the television sits special effects icon Tom Savini enjoying a drink and conversing with none other than Michael James who sits on the other side of the couch puffing on a cuban cigar. A few feet behind James stands two larger sized japanese men dressed in black seeming to be acting as security of some kind. Playing on the television is an upcoming film starring Kane Hodder entitled "Hatchet" seeming to keep both of their attention glued to the screen keeping watch on a scene where a woman is ran through with a tree trunk *
Savini: Ouch!
James: That bitch is gonna need some help man...
Savini: To say the least.
James: I'm telling you Tom no one can perfect a decapitation like Kane fucking Hodder i dont care how much experience you have.
Savini: Too true. Tell me something James whats with the secret service?
James: Oh them? They're not secret service by any means...
* James laughs at Tom's assumption *
James: No they're just a couple of hired guns on loan from the Yakuza.
Savini: What? You brought the fucking japanese mafia here with you?
James: Well its not like i had a choice in the matter once you pay for them they're with you nonstop. Only reason i have them is simply a security measure since returning to the HFW.
Savini: Yea i read about that...
James: Since i'm basically walking into a fucking war the best thing i can do is have a small army of my own. Sure they're only two guys and they can only do so much but when it comes to getting the job done no one works better than them. Well no one except me.
Savini: Makes sense.
James: I mean guys like Hurricane, Drake Walkins and Johnny Vain are no threat to me but they also have guys like Andru Mace, Scott Frost and Twisted Jack watching their asses every step of the way so i had to get some kind of backup of my own. You remember that movie Audition?
Savini: The japanese torture flick?
* Tom shudders *
James: Yea that one. Keep in mind that all these sick fucking films that come outta japan like Audition, Ichi and Macabre are all based on one thing...the Yakuza.
* Tom slightly looks up at the guards to seem both men looking straight ahead with a look of no emotion *
Tom: Creepy. You trust your life with these guys?
James: Not my life. My safety. We both share a tada giri. A common honor.
Tom: Honor to what?
* One of the guards speak out towards James in japanese *
James: Im not at liberty to say but lets just say its something that keeps me from having any physical trouble whatsoever.
Tom: I'm just amazed at the size of these guys. Shit the one on the left cant be much smaller than Kane Hodder and i didnt think ANYONE could outsize that guy.
James: Well its like i keep telling Mace no matter who the fuck you are there will always be someone out there bigger, better and more thristy for blood than you are.
Tom: I've seen a few clips of Andru and i gotta tell you he's not the most entertaining guy that HFW has to offer. Maybe you could get him a new writer.
James: Thats the problem. He IS his writer.
* James and Tom have a laugh at the expense of Andru Mace *
Savini: That could be a problem.
James: Well i gotta take a piss so i'll be right back alright?
Savini: Take your time man.
* James gets up from his seat as the two guards follow not far behind him as James makes his exit from the V.I.P area and through a series of doorways until finding himself near the lobby of the hotel. He heads through the lobby's sliding electronic doors and then finds himself a few feet near the check in driveway of the hotel where a rather rude man is seen getting out of his car while yelling at random people to get out of his way as he makes his way inside. James looks over at the man's unattended car and grows a suspicious smile on his face and walks over to the car and sees the key locked in the ignition. James gets in through the driver side and puts the car in drive and steps on the gas pedal making the car accelerate out of the parked position as he starts to drive towards the underground parking. James makes it to the lot and drives to the second set of parked cars and carefully drives into one of the empty spaces putting the car in park. James leans the seat back, pulls a thumb sized joint from his pocket and lights it taking a deep drag before cycling his thoughts *
James: Fucking asshole had it coming. But if you look at it my way its not technically an act of grand theft auto just more of an act of borrowing so to speak.
* James cell phone begins to ring as he goes digging inside his jacket pulling it out and picking it up. On the other end is one of his yakuza guards wanting to know his whereabouts and James replies to him in japanese that he'll be right back *
James: So all in all i dont think that prick from the front desk is gonna miss this scrap heap that bad i mean it is a damn Ford after all and anyone who knows shit about cars know how much Ford fucking sucks. I mean look at this stereo...
* James takes the face cover from the stereo system *
James: Detachable. What the fuck good is this? Meh.
* James rolls down the window and tosses the face out *
James: You know this car kind of reminds me of a particular douchebag who i've had to listen to as of late as paiful and irritating as its been. Andru? Not this time. Frost? Lucky for us he's kept his mouth shut. This time it does happen to be a member of L.O.W but instead of it being the head end of L.O.W this asshole makes his residence at the ass end of the stable. Whats that Johnny? You think i'm referring to you? Well i'll be damned if you do have some smarts hidden deeply underneath that shell of complete stupidity. Not many but you still have some smarts left Johnny. After all you are just a rookie walking into a den of professionals so at this point i still have great pity for you seeing how you really dont know how things seem to work in this business. You being at the level where you are have no place talking on a feat such as calling out a former multiple time HFW champion where you have yet to get your fucking feet wet. You think that since you're aligned with other former champions like Mace and Frost that somehow you're on the same level as them and every other former champion here and im here to tell you kid, you aint shit. You can talk your shit as long as you want Vain but im telling you right now that its going to lead to nothing more but your own pain, suffering and ultimate humilation. I admire the fact that you think you have what it takes to stand up for yourself aganist the words i put aganist you but the fact that you think you can compare with Michael James is nothing more than another one of your pathetic illusions of grandeur.
* James takes another deep drag from the joint and inhales it deeply into his lungs *
James: You said it yourself Vain...right here.
"You might get the better of Johnny Vain, but you will not be the same once you leave that ring, no one ever is"
James: Might. Might being another word for WILL. Say it with me Vain. Johnny Vain WILL lose to Michael James, Johnny Vain WILL lose to Michael James, Johnny Vain WILL lose to Michael James...you get the point. Just showing me that you have that small amount of doubt is an obvious sign of the one thing you have in common with all the other assholes i've laid out. Fear. You doubt yourself so much because once you saw what the fuck im capable of you knew you were outclassed and without a doubt outmatched. Past or present i dont give a shit Vain i am the fucking man no matter who the hell wants to question the legacy that i've built since i saved the HFW from sinking into an abyss of its own shit. I mean to say that you're an example of what the new HFW has to offer in its rookie divison? Gimme a fucking break Vain. If you are a prime example of the new "talent" thats supposed to be overtaking the veterans that built this place from the down up this place is in some serious fucking trouble. You're saying that guys like you, Mr. Showtime, John Mobes and the rest are going to replace guys like myself, Death Roades, Joe Max and Double B? Excuse me for a second...
* James starts to laugh without control *
James: Ok. Much better. I havent had a good laugh in a while so thank you for that Vain. Andru Mace puts me to sleep, Frost makes me wanna puke and you make me laugh harder than i would seeing Helen Keller in a mosh pit. You guys make it too easy sometimes but then again no one said that the L.O.W were known for smarts, just luck. Luck that has run out with the return of Michael James. One thing im wondering about Vain is your blantant misuse of the third person references when going through all of the useless shit that you spit out last promo. Heres some advice from a professional kid, only use the third person when its called for and when it flows with the meaning behind the words otherwise you might as well establish yourself as no better than the Hurricane or Andru Mace. Do you really want to be known as a stumbling and fumbling jackass this early in your career Vain? How does this sound to you? Michael James knows where you can break and Michael James is ready to do anything it takes in order to show you that Michael James means business because im Michael James. Sounds pretty stupid right? Well ding ding Vain, thats exactly what you sound like you uneducated son of a bitch. What did you come to do here Vain? Wrestle, earn titles and kick ass or have your own stupidity jammed back down your throat? Granted you're dealing with a guy who is a fucking surgeon at jamming ignorance and stupidity down the throats of others but do yourself a favor Vain and stop while you're ahead. I know you want to be "the greatest superstar" to ever grace the HFW ring but you're not gonna do it aganist me. You're not in my league Vain. Fucking piss ant.
* Digging inside of his jacket once again James pulls out a hand held cassette recorder and begins to play a tape *
"You see as you claim to have help build the HFW and made matches, Johnny Vain has made companies in the past, he has destroyed careers in the past, and yes even carried companies on his back"
* He sighs *
James: Now theres something i didnt expect. A no talent, two bit rookie once again trying to compare himself to me. The past. Now theres a good topic Vain. You're absolutely right about things in the past meaning nothing to the current place where we find ourselves and there is no sense in dwelling on things that have already happened no matter how much Andru Mace has to talk about the past in order to stay on the straight and narrow. But you see Vain theres one thing you seem to miss and thats the fact that no matter what happens now the things that have happened in the HFW beforehand will always be the birth and each and every thing to come to the new HFW. I think i know why you are so hard on yourself Vain. Could it be because of the fact that you have no past and that HFW is really your first step into doing more than playing world of warcraft and having dry sex with your cousins in their sleep? I think so Vain. Oh you can run and hide this time Vain because thats definitely not something to be proud of. Could your fear of the past also stem from the fact that you ARENT apart of the history of the HFW?
Could it be that since you're nothing more than a piece of rookie shit trying to put some sort of intimidation into a man who has actually held an HFW title or two? Or three? I thought so. One thing you need to remember is this asshole. You say you've destroyed careers in the past? Well you havent gottena fucking scratch on my record so who gives a shit what careers you've been apart of? Right now you're not dealing with some other piece of rookie shit like you were expecting to see upon your arrival here. You're dealing with a fucking self made legend here. You're dealing with a former HFW World Champion, Stable Champion, Slaughterhouse Champion, Peoples Champion and creator of the Maximum Brutality match that has both broken and made men like Andru Mace who they are today. You made companies? Try holding one for four solid fucking years without a single break and then come back and talk your shit kid. Fact is it dosent make a fucking difference what you did before getting into this situation with em because right now the only thing that you need to worry about is how far i intend on going when it comes to your personal safety.
* James takes another drag from his joint while continuing the tape *
James: Angry? You really think that gibberish you spit out was enough to anger me? Hell kid Andru Mace has barely seen me angry let alone you. What are you going to do asshole? Annoy me to death with misused third person references? Talk some shit, crap your pants and run and hide like a little girl? Yes? Why am i not surprised? Respect? You say people respect you?
* James forwards the tape a bit to a part taped after the promo. *
James: I took a little time one night last week to get a few opinions on you from the HFW fans, hope you dont mind.
"James- So what did you think of Johnny Vain tonight? Is he the real deal?
Fan #1- Who?
James- Johnny Vain. You know a member of L.O.W?
Fan #1- Never heard of him."
James: That kid didnt even know you Vain what kind of respect is that?
* James plays the tape some more *
"James- You! How was Johnny Vain tonight?
Fan #2- Vain? Oh that crackhead who had to repeat his name in every line?
James- Yea...
Fan #2- That guy fucking sucks man. Someone should just put him out of his misery.
Fan #3- No shit. When that pussy was born the doctor's first words were PUT IT BACK!"
* James stops the tape while laughing to himself *
James: Respect? Not likely Vain. In order to gain respect you have to earn it and thats something you will never do in my eyes. You see Andru Mace and Scott Frost have their jokes, insults and bullshit but beyond all of it those two douchebags respect the fuck out of me. Even though i've lost to Andru Mace two times already that bastard sees that no matter what he does there is nothing he can do in order to keep me down or keep me from coming back to make his life a living hell. You wanna talk respect Vain? Go around and ask the best the HFW has to offer about some of the most challenging matches they've ever had and chances are they'll tell you Michael James. Just as i bring out the worst in you Vain i'm also capable of bringing out the best in those with actual talent. Is there anything i cant do? I mean really. I've been the HFW World Champion twice, i've won the Maximum Brutality match, i've managed to place a massive amount of fear into every fucking man to ever step foot into the HFW so beating you is no sweat off my balls Johnny.
The only thing you've proven up to this point Vain is that you're just as fucking stupid as all the other low card marks that have fallen to me and just as they fell to my feet so will you. You arent Andru Mace. You arent Scott Frost and more importantly you arent Michael James so how do you expect to compete on the same level we do? Are you expecting to be the one rookie to overcome me with the same tired bullshit ive been hearing for the last 15 fucking years both in and out of the HFW? If so Vain im here to welcome you back to reality. You arent going to beat me asshole. You CANT beat me so just lay down those hopes and dreams before they are both lodged either down your throat and deeply inside your ass where nost of your ideas seem to come from. Evben your own stablemates respect me more than they do you Vain. Why is that? Because i AM something here while you're just getting your fucking name known and trying to make something of yourself. When i speak people fucking listen. When you speak the HFW loses money.
* James rewinds back *
"What better way to make a name here in the HFW than by destroying the past. What better way to become the headliner for this company than by putting to rest the ancients of this company"
James: You see Vain there's another man who has claimed to have destroyed the past. He goes by the name of Andru Mace. Now if Andru Mace couldnt get the job done what makes you think that you could? The fact is with the HFW you can never truly destroy the past all you can really do is put it down for a bit giving it a chance to rest up for its next return. Its like how a serial murder investigation goes. You get one dead body on a particular day and then hoping that it will be the only one you close the case and call it a day. But kinda like me Vain with a serial killer you can always count on untamed evil coming back for another shot at self satisfaction through the suffering of another human being. Andru Mace was convinced that the two bullets he placed in my career were enough to keep me away and down for good but here i am again proving him wrong as well as all the others who said that i was done with the HFW. I'm not back here to prove anything to anyone other than myself. I'm back here because all the other promotions out there are nothing short of pussified shit wrestling with nothing to offer. I'm back here because i missed having the ability to put my opponents through as much pain as fucking possible and thats not going to be such a good thing for you Vain. What you've shown me hasnt been cockiness. What you've shown me is nothing more than just how fucking clueless you are when walking into your own fucking funeral. At least when i faced Mace i knew that we were matched and laid that on the table. But you Vain. You underestimating me is a fucking mistake that you're gonna regret the second you step into the ring with THE HFW Man Made Legend Michael James.
* James puts the car in reverse and backs out pulling out towards the left and then places it in drive and pulls out of the lot and up towards the front of the hotel. He arrives exactly at the spot where he took it from and comes to a slow stop where we find the car's owner standing around with a look of complete anger on his face. James gets out of the car and starts to walk away just to be stopped by the man who jerks James aside by the arm *
Man: What are you fucking crazy you fuckin' chink?! You think you can steal my car and just walk away?!
James: Chink?
Man: Yea chink! All you slant eyed bastards look the fucking same anyway!
* Behind the man we see the two Yakuza guards from before moving towards the two at a rushed pace *
James: I'd let go if i were you.
Man: Oh yea? Fuck you! I'm pressing charges for--
* Before he can finish the man gets chopped across the back of the neck by one of the guards causing the man to drop to one knee. The other guard slams the man in the face with a brutal lifting shin kick taking him off his feet close to 3 feet in the air as the man comes crashing down on the concrete slamming down on his back. *
James: Told ya.
* One of the guards towers over the fallen man and grips the man's nose and then holds his hand over the man's face, suddendly he twists his hand sending a "SNAP" sound from the man's nose bone being broken in three places and then backs away from him as the man begins to roll around on the ground covering his now bloody face while screaming about his nose being broken. James and the other two guards head back into the hotel as the scene closes with a shot of several medics from the hotel attending to the hurt man outside. The scene opens back up with James inside one of the more expensive suites of the hotel, smoking a cigar while glaring out the window looking down to the entrance of the hotel seeing a few medics loading the hurt man onto a gurney before loading him into an ambulance *
James: You're right again Johnny. I dont respect you nor do i see myself respecting you anytime in the near future. I beat Adam Kyle until he had to retire, I beat Warlock's ass into a bloody pulp to become the HFW World Champion a second time and i beat the living fuck out of Snicka in a junkyard match leaving his broken and bloody corpse in the trunk of a broken down oldsmobile. Did i respect any of them after it was all said and done? Nope, sure didnt. Ever since day one here the rule with me is the only person i respect is Michael James. Why? Because honestly who else has the drive, talent, success, legacy and upcoming that i do? No one. Andru Mace. He's won Rage, Maximum Brutality, the XL Title and more but still who do people talk about being the best this place has ever seen? Not Andru Mace, not Scott Frost and sure as hell not Johnny Vain. They say im the best because i am the fucking best and you arent gonna change that Vain. No one in L.O.W or HFW is gonna change that. The big difference between us Vain is talent.
I know underneath all of your third person references, all of your shit talking and all of your imaginary abilities that you already respect me simply from seeing what i can do where i see you and fail to see any signs of human intelligence or physical talent whatsoever. I think you suck Vain. I dont think you couldnt win a match aganist the fucking Brooklyn Brawler let alone aganist a former HFW World Champion so just what the fuck are you trying to do signing your own tombstone by annoying the shit out of me? I've put a lot of careers to rest here Vain and i really dont want to see you be the next. You just got here and dont have a fucking clue which way is up so you have no fucking place trying to get your name out there by standing up to an HFW icon like myself. Like i said i admire your guts but in this case its better to have a strong set of brains rather than a pathetic sense of ego. I dont hate you Vain. I dont hate you at all. I pity you. I see this kid who is way out of his league and could use my knowledge but instead of gaining my mercy you continue to beg for my addiction to the suffering and pain of others. Thats fine with me Vain. You want blood? I'll give you blood.
* James raises the shades up from the front of his face so they rest on his forehead keeping his eyes locked on the ambulance downstairs *
James: Just like that guy Vain you really have no clue what kind of torment you are getting yourself into. You've had your work cut out for you so far with facing guys like Mr Showtime and as of today Mason Briggs but facing me in a one on one showdown isnt something even Mace can take as easily as he has his other opponents. Facing me at the state of mind im in right now is basically asking to have your insides torn out with a fork and then force fed you until you choked on your own puke. A bit graphic i know but sometimes its a measure neccessary to take in order to get the point across. Just as you stated before a new era has begun and its unfourtunate that this time it wont be in favor of you or anyone else associated with L.O.W. You wont be apart of it very much longer, Mace wont be running his mouth off like he has for the last four fucking years while the real champions of HFW take back whats rightfully ours.
* The ambulance lights up the sirens as it drives away forcing the oncoming traffic to clear a path while James continues to look on in amusement *
James: But aside from you Vain it seems one of your Legion Of Wussy girlfriends has something else to say. But then again when is Andru Mace ever at a loss of words? Yea, yea Mace we've heard it all before. "Im never at a loss of words, i've never lost" blah blah blah who cares. I mean honestly Mace what are your promos? Just a bunch of damn bragging with the same tired lines, same boring routine and same lack of confidence you had when you arrived in 2003. You see Mace unlike you i can adapt with the times and always come back fresh with new ideas, new lines and new ways to make this company gain profits. Where you...well...what do you do again? You lose to Joe Max. Thats right. But with the way you're going Mace i wouldnt doubt it to see the record become Mace-2 James-1 sooner than you think. But you're wrong Mace i am listening to you as droning as it is. I'm hearing what you're saying but the fact is i just really dont give a fuck. Its like watching a movie you've seen 100 times before thinking any of the scenes are going to be any different the 101st time around. Bragging like a school yard bully about being better than me or better than Snicka or anyone else he knows faces any type of threat to his ego. Last time i checked Mace dust cant reform itself so it looks like "crushing me into a fine dust" dosent really make that much sense does it? Saying you killed the legend of Michael James or something that like would have been just fine but no you had to go and get all fancy while making an ass out of yourself at the same time. Typical kind of Andru Mace mistake. I didnt symbolize hardcore in the HFW you dimwit. I symbolize the definition of ultraviolence in not only HFW but in the entirety of this industry. Face it Mace you didnt do shit but spare yourself a period of time before you got to face with the REAL fucking Michael James. Ask Jose and he'll tell you that the true Michael James is back and you DO have a serious fucking problem awaiting you at Halloween Curse you pig fucking crackwhore.
* James grows a look of confidence on his face while taking a drag from the cigar *
James: You tell me any other time you've seen me as active as i have been as of late since you've known me Mace because my vote says you've never me at this level of intensity in your entire fucking HFW career. We all know you Mace and we know you'll just say "oh whoop de fucking doo i retired him" but you know what Mace? We've all heard that before and that claim has become more of a weakness for you than some kind of bragging right. Wow you can dwell on something you didnt do for four years and then what? What the fuck will you have to hang on to when you lose to me in the middle of the ring? Absolutely nothing. L.O.W? They'll be fucking history. Your burnt up ass is done Mace. I hear you loud and clear just as you claim you arent listening to me and you know what im hearing from you? A bunch of crap. You're going to "try your darndest" to win? What the fuck are you Mace the posterboy for virginity or some shit? I swear to god Mace please spare me the torture of another one of your promos because i seriously cant take 30 more minutes of wussy. The real Mace wouldnt try shit. He'd go in there, kick the shit out of somebody and then brag about it afterwards. What are you doing nowadays Mace? Carrying around a picnic basket backstage asking all the other roster members to have a tea party? Get it together you fucking jackass. But since it seems like i'm the only psychotic bad ass left in this promotion i guess i'll just have to take the role of the one who's kicking ass left and right without giving a shit. I'm not gonna try my darndest to beat you Mace. I'm gonna keep ripping into you until you're nothing more than a stain of what used to be Andru Mace.
* Exhale *
James: Ever since i've come back Mace you havent been able to keep your focus on anything besides the thought of Michael James. Ever since i've come back you've had one eye on me and the other slightly directed towards your opponents at hand and i'm telling you Mace you can only look over your shoulder for so long. Eventually your distraction will be the start of your downfall and you can bet your ass that i'm gonna be the first one to get a laugh at that. You're the "future" of HFW blah, blah, blah. Didnt you say that you dropped that title in one of your last promos? So which is it dummy? Are you the future or are you not? You know what? Save yourself the embarassment and just listen to me. You're neither. You're just a fucking tool for Jason Dex just like you were when you came here. You should be "The Tool" Andru Mace. You like it? Thats too bad. At least that way you'd be living the truth instead of repeating the same title that never proved to be much as anything to begin with. You're tough Mace but anyone will tell you that so why use me as a reference? Hell i think you know by now that when anyone mentions the name Andru Mace tough is probably the last thing on my mind. Frost's butt buddy, Dex's gimp slave or just all out douchebag but tough? Nah. You seem to hold a special place for me Andru and i'm sure thats been enough to hold your ego up thus far but just as you and i can both tell, you're worried about Michael James. You're wondering when i'm going to disappear right?
* James chuckles *
James: Keep waiting.
* James walks over to the closet of his suite and opens the door and jumps back in a sarcastic form of shock. The camera views into the closet showing a cardboard stand up of Andru Mace *
James: Whoa! I know you! Didnt you USED to be the XL Champion?
* The view pans back to the standup which remains silent *
James: Didnt you USED to be the future of HFW?
* The view pans back to the standup again which remains silent *
James: Not very talkative are you?
* The view pans back to the standup again which remains silent *
James: Damn Mace you have turned into a soft ass bitch havent you?
* The view pans back to the standup again which remains silent. James pulls out a black sharpie marker from his pocket and unpops the cap and starts to draw on the standup's face. When the view pans back it shows the standup of Andru Mace with a variety of his teeth blacked out, a tear rolling from his eye and the words Mrs. Dex written across his forehead with an apron drawn around his waist in place of the XL Title. *
James: Now thats realistic.
* James grows a smile on his face and puts out his cigar in the middle of the standup's nose as a burning sizzle is heard from the melting of the cardboard. James slams the closet door shut and the scene fades to static *