::The Diamond Kid::

In a lonely studio sitting in a directors style chair, The Diamond Kid stares at the camera in front of him through the dark sun glasses that cover his probably blood shot eyes. He adjusts his glasses and smiles into the camera while taking a sip for his large cup of coffee.

"Oh man.. Martyr for your Country was ground breaking for MVW in my opinion. Mr. P was always trying to take things to the next level, and he would do it before any other organization would. YEARS before in some cases! Martyr introduced something very innovative, something I personally had never seen, heard, or thought of doing! The Flag match!"

The camera's fall back to show Chase Johnson sitting in the same type of directors chair next to DK with his leg crossed over his knee, his pants are about 5 inches too short and show his rainbow colored socks. DK nudges him in the side.

"Man do I have ..."

"DO IT!"

DK says then chugs down his coffee. CJ chugs pushes up his sun glasses and leans forward into the chair, his eyes directed at the cue card.

"MVW...was...so...innovative...I...wish...I...could...have...participated...in...Martyr...For...Your...Country."

"Good."

"I'mmmmmm Leavin. HA-HA-HA-HA-AAAH!"

CJ leaps up out of his chair and runs on his tip toes out of the room giggling.

"It was sooo creative! Mr. P urged everyone to pick an allegance! Where ever you are from, if you are proud to represent it! I remember this like it was yesterday, and.. Well that's funny because back then I had trouble remembering what day of the week it was!"

DK's neck gets tight as he hears a cricket chirp in the background. He clears his throat and continues.

"So anyway.. Mr. P got us all together and I remember him saying:"

"Anyone else who thinks they could legitimately represent a different country can be added. I know we have a few Canadians and possibly some Europeon wrestlers. Just pick a country other than those two that you swear allegance too, and get really f'n patriotic. That's what I'm looking for for this one. Best representative of their country."

"Ahhhh! Man that killed me! And I woulda been in the match itself but uhh.. I was already double booked!"

We instantly flash over to Jesse Williams for a quick cameo in a lockerroom scene.

"Pffft.. What a pussy! Double booked? Pffttt.."

We turn back to the studio where DK is sitting with a blank look...

"You're... You aren't gonna show that in the video are you?"

Theres silence again as DK waits for an answer, but he receives no reply.

"Man! I was f'n double booked! .... At least I won the hardcore title."

DK mutters and the room goes silent again. Suddenly to break the silence you hear CJ's voice yell out from the back.

"ONE OUTTA TWO AIN'T THAT BADDD! AHHHHHH HAAAA!"

"EAT SHIT!"

DK says nonchalantly as he leans back in his chair and wraps his finger cut gloves around his coffee.. CJ's voice trails off in the background.

"AHHHH HAHAHHAAAAA!"

Unamused, DK shakes his head from side to side.

"Are you done?"

"YES."

CJ answers and DK takes a moment to get comfortable in his chair then continues.

"I remember that arena was full of..."

"Ain't nothin but a gangsta parrrrrty...."

"Two of Amerikaz Most Wanted" by 2pac and Snoop Dogg blares, cutting off DK. DK leans back in his chair and folds his arms listening to the theme.. The volume lowers and CJ's voice comes back.

"Hey DiK! Remember this song? AAAHHAHAHAHAAAA!"

"I'm gonna go kill myself now."

"AHHHAAAA! WHAT!? You said turn it up?!"

The volume cranks louder. DK leaps up from his chair and fixes his sun glasses.

"That's it.. I'm done. "

He walks off the set and the camera's fade.

::Piter Svoboda::

The camera's come into the studio. We watch as Piter Svoboda fills himself up a cup of water from the fountain then walks over to the director's seat. He takes his seat, looks directly into the camera and begins to speak.

"Martyr for your C..."

"I'm sorry Piter"

A voice interupts him. Piter stops and paitently looks at the camera man.

"We are outta room on the DVD. We have to cut this short."

Piter stands up, still looking into the camera, his expression has instantly turned from excited to pissed off. He lets the cup of water fall from his hands, splattering on the floor as he turns and walks away. The camera's fade.