:::... King Of The World - Chris Jericho ...:::

Scene: Real Action Wrestlings returns from the commercial break to show a shot of Michael Cole holding a microphone. The crowd begin to buzz about who he is ready to interview.

'The Interviewer' Micheal Cole: Ladies and Gentlemen I'm standing by with Chris Jericho ahead of his match against King Booker tonight. Chris I got...

'King Of The World' Chris Jericho: Wooww, stop right there Mitchel. Who did you say my opponent tonight is?

'The Interviewer' Micheal Cole: Well your match on SLAM! tonight is against King Booker.

'King Of The World' Chris Jericho: KING BOOKER? Who in the hell decided that he was King? I am King of the World Chris Jericho. Do you know how much of an insult this is to a man of such legendary status in this business? For the rest of this interview we will call him Booker Tee-rash, Mitchell. Now lets start again.

'The Interviewer' Micheal Cole: Ooook. Chris how do you feel about your match tonight against Booker T?

'King Of The World' Chris Jericho: Booker Tee-rash? I have absolutely no problem with kicking that spinningtops ass, Mitchell. you see, hes either braver than I though, or stupider. Now last week, he interupted my interview with you, and now thats landed him in one place... The Walls of Jericho.

'The Interviewer' Micheal Cole: You've been out of action for a while. Are you concerned? Any ring-rust?

'King Of The World' Chris Jericho: Concerns? Ringrust? Do you know who your talking to? I was the first Undisputed Champion of the World, Junior. I've said it before, I am the best in this business, and The King of his trade, never loses his ability. Im back, and im bigger and better than ever. Larger than life in every possible way, The Highlight of the night sits on the top of his mountain one again. After I beat the living hell out of Booker Tee-rash tonight, I will not fail to be noticed. And thats not good for you... Ken Kennedy, because I want my belt back. But more about you, next week, because right now, noone wants to hear about you... they want to hear about me... Y-2-J... Missssttteeerrr Jerichoooo.... JERRRIICCCHHOOO!

[ Jericho nods appreciatingly at himself, a smirk creases his face, he is impressed with himself. ]

'King Of The World' Chris Jericho: So Monday Night SLAM! Chris Jericho makes his inring return. Write it on the calenders, put it in your diaries, The King returns to his throne against Booker Tee-rash. Its not exactly the dream return I had in mind, but what the hell, whether its Booker T, Christian Cage or through the wind and rain its the Blue Meanie, every single one of them will one way or another bow down before me. This Monday though, the unlucky one is Booker T. The Harlem Assclown who is now self-proclaimed royalty. LEts not forget about his trusty sidekick "Queen Sharmell". "Queeeennn Sharmel"? What the hell is that? Queen Sharmell I remember her... she is that dirrrttyy, filllttthhyy, greeaasssyyy, fat, smellllly, ugly, slllluuutttttttyyy prostitute that started the brain washing that resounds "All hail King Booker"... well how about "All Hail King Jericho". Bow down to Chris Jericho, junior. I mean lets think about it... King Bookend and Queen Sharmell... it all runs smoothly until 'LArger than Life' Chris Jericho comes along. You want to talk about explicit... here I am... WHY TOO JAY. Now King Bucko, I suggest you get your royal bodyguards down to the ring, hell bring that filthy basement bargain slut Queen Sharmell... bring The Finlay and Willy Regal your old royal freinds... but them all and recieve a royal ass kicking at the hands of myself.

'King Of The World' Chris Jericho:The fact remains... later tonight in Nashville Trashole Tennessey, I will beat you Booker T. And last week you said I can kiss your boots... well this week Im saying you can kiss my boots... But first...

...You'll have to remove them from your ass!

'King Of The World' Chris Jericho: When the bell rings, And my arm is raised, and over the tannoy it is announced... Your winner by submission... King of the World, Chris Jericho... you will truly know you will nevvvvvveeerrrrr... evvvveerrr.. be the same, again.

[ Jericho smiles arrogantly to himself. He turns to Micheal Cole and rubs his hair. He then trusts the mic into his chest, and storms off, as Real Action Wrestling returns to ringside. ]