When we last left The Butcher he was at his hotel room meeting someone that Nikki met. Jasmine turned out to be a beautiful woman and The Butcher was in luck it appeared. Earlier in the day he caught up with his friends Cody and Tomorrow Man who arrived in Tokyo the day before to do some promotional thing for their federation. The three were going to meet once again tonight at the Mahjongg Restaurant. The last scene showed The Butcher surprised to see who was at his door.
The Butcher: I�ll be damned!
-|- The Butcher stares at the man standing in the doorway. He is a familiar man to many because he is Mr. Warlock, a strange man that has shown up many times in The Butcher�s life. -|-
What luck I�m having today! First Cody and Tomorrow Man and now Mr. Warlock! The insanity of it all. My mentor and probably the man that helped me achieve the dream of becoming a Champion standing at my door. I haven�t seen him since the day I won the GFWA Championship but I knew he was proud. He has always been like this�a disappearing act. One minute here, the next gone. I assume he comes when his friends need him most but I don�t think I need him now, or do I?
Mr. Warlock: Commissioner of the GFWA I presume?
The Butcher: No, Commissioner of the gfwa OMEGA! Please come in.
-|- The Butcher opens the door even wider so Mr. Warlock can come in. His face has grown a little older since we last saw him and he is once again wearing his usual attire�a suit. They both walk into the living room where Nikki and Jasmine are talking amongst themselves. As they walk in the conversation ceases and Nikki stands there puzzled wondering who this strange man is. -|-
Nikki: Who is he, Jimmy?
The Butcher: My long time friend Mr. Warlock. Meet Nikki and Jasmine, Mr. Warlock.
Mr. Warlock: I see you are doing quite well these days, Jimmy. Two stunning women in your hotel room!
-|- He kisses Nikki�s hand and then Jasmine�s, quickly winning them over. He winks at Jasmine as he does it, acting like he�s met her before.-|-
Nikki: Where in the world did you meet this gentleman?
The Butcher: Mr. Warlock coached me in the GFWA World Championship chase. I am forever grateful to this man.
Mr. Warlock: Oh, please! You could have done it yourself. I just sit around and take credit.
-|- Everyone in the room laughs for a moment. -|-
Mr. Warlock: So, have you heard anything from the greatest tag team in the world as of late? I can�t seem to find them in San Francisco anymore. *laughs*
The Butcher: That reminds me. I saw them today. They�re here in Tokyo and I was going to meet them tonight at the Mahjongg Restaurant at 7. I was going to take Nikki since it�s a real nice place to eat.
Nikki: 7 o�clock? I�m sorry I can�t go.
The Butcher: Why?
Nikki: Jasmine and I were going to have a girls� night out. I thought you had to work late.
The Butcher: I see. Well, Mr. Warlock, would you like to come?
Mr. Warlock: Of course! I haven�t been to the Mahjongg in years. Like you said, it�s a really high class establishment. But seriously though, I�ve got to run. I was in the neighborhood and just wanted to stop by to see how things were going but I see that you are all busy here.
Nikki: We�re really not that busy. Do you really have to go?
-|- Mr. Warlock starts to walk towards the door and the party follows. -|-
Mr. Warlock: I�m sorry my dear that our acquaintance has been cut short but I shall be around and we will again real soon. I�m sure of it. See you tonight, Champ.
-|- Mr. Warlock opens the door and leaves. Everyone goes silent as the scene fades out. -|-
-|- A pop from a cork being removed from a champagne bottle is heard and loud jazz music is being played by the band at the Mahjongg Restaurant. A glass chandelier hangs from the golden ceiling and the walls are painted red with gold tapestries running across it. Everyone is sitting enjoying a good time and others are dancing on the dance floor. Everyone is wearing a suit or a dress because this would be one of the upper class dinning establishments in the Tokyo area. The Butcher walks in and cannot believe the large open space. He is wearing black pants and a white shirt with the top two buttons undone. He asks the host if his friends have arrived yet. Just then Mr. Warlock, in his suit, walks in and stands next to The Butcher. The host leads them to a table where Cody and Tomorrow Man are sitting. Cody is flirting with two Japanese women across the aisle; also pissing off their dates. Tomorrow Man is just sitting back listening to the music, sipping his champagne, and trying to keep Cody in line. As The Butcher and Mr. Warlock arrive at the table, Cody and Tomorrow Man stops what they are doing and rise. They all shake hands, except Cody doesn�t shake Mr. Warlock�s hand because he despises the man. They all sit down and Cody keeps quiet, watching Mr. Warlock�s every move. -|-
Tomorrow Man: Butch, since when did Nikki look like our buddy Mr. Warlock?
-|- Tomorrow Man, The Butcher, and Mr. Warlock laugh while Cody just sits there with his arms crossed over his chest. Cody speaks up in an angered voice. -|-
Cody: Yeah, what in the hell are you doing here?
Mr. Warlock: I was just in the neighborhood and decided to drop by and see Butch. He invited me here for the evening. So, how are you these days, Cody?
Cody: I would be much better if you left.
-|- Silence for a moment as the two stare at each other. Cody with and angered face and Mr. Warlock baffled. The Butcher senses things falling apart and decides to break the silence. -|-
The Butcher: So, how was the promotional thingy this afternoon?
Tomorrow Man: It was all right. The crowds for the autograph session are shrinking these days; probably because we haven�t been in the wrestling ring for a few months.
Mr. Warlock: Why is that? Haven�t I taught you great stuff? I mean the wrestling world has never been the same without Cody and Tomorrow Man. You should come back and show the world the many things I have taught you. No one can stop you but yourselves.
Cody: I think I�m going to be sick.
-|- Cody stands up, pushes in his chair in and walks away to the bar. As he leaves the Japanese waiter comes over ready for their order. -|-
Mr. Warlock: What�s eating him?
The Butcher: Yeah, lets order something. I�ll have the spaghetti and meatball with a salad. Oh and a glass of water.
Tomorrow Man: I�ll have the swordfish and some red wine.
Mr. Warlock: Red wine? You need to get some taste my boy! *laughs* I�ll have the lobster and clams casino platter. And bring a bottle of Dutchante �81 for my tasteless friend.
-|- The Japanese waiter walks away. -|-
Mr. Warlock: So, Mr. Commissioner, how do you plan on getting attendance up for gO?
The Butcher: *looks at Tomorrow Man* Hopefully by bringing back some GFWA legends.
Mr. Warlock: That might work if you were in the United States but not here in Japan. Attendance might go up a little but not enough. What you need to do is get rid of the whole roster.
The Butcher: The whole roster?!
Mr. Warlock: Believe me, my good man, no one on that roster has aptitude. My big toe has more wrestling talent than anyone on that roster. Sure, some may appear to have some sort of talent if you were an imbecile in the wrestling world. They can hit a suplex, a choke slam and even survive a death match but those are the basics in wrestling. No one on your roster holds promise. You�ll be lucky if gfwa OMEGA survives by the end of the year.
The Butcher: But we�ve got Europe coming�
Mr. Warlock: Europe you say? Ha! The Japanese are ripping you apart and you think Europe will save you? Don�t you understand? Do you possibly think gfwa OMEGA can survive against the United European Wrestling Federation or anything like that? Your fan base in Japan is nothing and once you start jumping around from country to country in Europe the crowds will become smaller. You should go back to America. That�s the style your boys know how to wrestle and that�s where they should stay and stop making a mockery of themselves.
-|- There is a silence for a moment and Tomorrow Man looks over to Cody and sees that he�s over at the bar talking to a Japanese girl. -|-
The Butcher: T-Man, I wanted to ask you something. A thought crossed my mind. Have you and Cody ever thought about coming to gfwa OMEGA?
Tomorrow Man: Well the thought has crossed our minds�
Mr. Warlock: Are you mad? Think about it, the gfwa OMEGA is a sinking ship. It�s on its last legs and you want to join this federation? Like I said, they will be gone by the end of the year. Why ruin your career with a place like that? The walls are falling down for Christ�s sake!
Tomorrow Man: But we could help save the place. It was our home�
Mr. Warlock: Save the place you say? How? You�ll go up and down that shabby Tag Team Division and tear it apart. Devilz Darkside and Manhattan Project are the new era of that place and it will be short lived. You can�t even call it an era. It was your home you say? Damn right it was! The keyword is "was". It isn�t anymore. It isn�t the same place. What made it a home for you guys? Was it the name or was it the people? All the people you called �family� are gone�retired. Even the name isn�t the same. The place you called �home� wasted away when the GFWA merged with the bWo. That is why I�m here in Tokyo. I�m here for you, Butch.
The Butcher: Me? What did I do this time?
Mr. Warlock: There are more things out there for you; things better than this sub par indy fed. You are the last of the GFWA, trying to keep the GFWA excellence alive. The GFWA you want back won�t ever come back. It�s all a figment of your imagination. This �new generation� as you call them doesn�t want anything to do with the heroes of the past. They want to be the legends of the future and, well, none of them are going to be like the �Awesome� Adam Kings, the Seattle Sounds, the Hellsbanes. Don�t you see, it�s all over and I won�t sit by and watch one of the greatest men I know fall into this dream world of the past. You need to leave that place and come with me.
The Butcher: Well, the gfwa OMEGA isn�t the GFWA under the Matt McLean regime and never will be. As great as those times were I don�t want the gfwa OMEGA to become that. All good things must come to an end. Careers. Lives. Hopes and dreams. This is what I want and if I didn�t want it then I would have never signed up. I would be at home sitting out my retirement, waiting for death because if I can�t be part of this then I would rather be dead.
Mr. Warlock: I can�t change your mind now, but you wait and see. Things will not get better and you will jump ship. You aren�t the captain so there is no reason to go down with it. Tell me, how have you been since the gO first started? Eh? Do you sleep well at night like you used to? Do you feel happy anymore? Are you a slave to your past knowing that your future will never be as good as it once was? Having thoughts about your parents?
The Butcher: What are you doing?
Cody: Stepping up to the podium as usual.
-|- Everyone turns around to see that Cody has walked up to the table while they weren�t paying attention. -|-
Cody: Stepping up to the podium and preaching his usual crap. That�s all you�re full of, Mr. Warlock. You won�t even tell us your first name! Filling us with lies and false hope! Trying to manipulate us saying we�re your chosen ones�whatever the hell that means.
Tomorrow Man: Cody�
Cody: No! I�ve heard enough of this man�s lies. Tell me, were we doing fine in the GFWA without him? Were we not winning titles and making a name for ourselves. Then he came along and took us under his wing supposedly. Teaching us stuff that we could have found out for ourselves. We�ve won 7 Tag Team Championships in 3 different federations and this guy wants to tag along like some paracite stealing from the host. He�s taking our glory and our fame, saying that he was the reason we got so good. Tell me, Mr. Warlock, you wanted to teach us how to capture the fire inside us, right?
Mr. Warlock: Correct.
-|- Cody pulls out a lighter and lets a flame shoot out making sure Mr. Warlock sees. -|-
Cody: We are like the lighter�just a simple body containing dangerous forces of nature inside. A lighter could not light itself you said. It needs a hand to release the fire and still be in control. You were the hand, correct?
Mr. Warlock: I believe I said that.
Cody: Watch.
-|- Cody takes the flame and sets the tablecloth ablaze. The group jumps up from their seats, only Mr. Warlock remains seated. Everyone in the building jumps up and starts going nuts trying to get out thinking they will burn to death. A few of the Mahjongg employees run over to the flaming table and put it out with a fire extinguisher. Cody looks at Mr. Warlock with fury in his eyes while Mr. Warlock just sits there calmly drinking his champagne. -|-
Cody: Sometimes the hand is an evil thing.
-|- The scene fades to black as the group stares at Cody thinking he�s gone mad. -|-
