In an amazing turn of events The Butcher found out that Mr. Warlock, his mentor and friend, was the one bringing up memories of his past. The Butcher went back to his Harlem home where he was attacked by Mr. Warlock and two of his henchmen. What does Mr. Warlock want with The Butcher? How does the disappearance of his parents fit into this? Now the conclusion.
-|- We find today�s scene at an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Manhattan. The place is dark and cold. A drip from a leaky pipe can be heard. There is the smell of dust and aging grime in the air. We find The Butcher tied to a chair in the center of the warehouse. He is still passed out and unaware of his surroundings. Across from him there is another man tied up too. He is awake but his cries for help are muffled by the duct taped bandana covering his mouth. He looks terribly beat up and weak. Old dried blood covers his face and his black and blue eyes. It is undoubtedly The Butcher�s brother. -|-
Voice: Shut up!
-|- The small man and his large partner in crime walk into the scene. There faces are uncovered this time though. The small man takes one last drag of his cigarette, tosses it on the ground and crushes it with his boot. The man then takes a gun out of his jacket and places the cold barrel against The Butcher�s brother�s head. Suddenly a black limousine drives into warehouse through a large garage door and the man puts away the gun carefully. The limousine stops about twenty feet away from the four and the driver gets out. He walks to the back and open the door, letting out Mr. Warlock. The Butcher comes back to reality as the driver closes Mr. Warlock�s door. Mr. Warlock seems happy that the gfwa OMEGA Commissioner has come back. -|-
Mr. Warlock: Butcher�or should I say Jimmy, welcome back to the world.
-|- The Butcher shakes his head, obviously still feeling the effects of the drugs. He finally sees his brother sitting across from him, muffling out cries for help. -|-
The Butcher: Sam! My God what have you done to him?!
-|- Mr. Warlock walks over to Sam and takes off the bandana. The Butcher�s brother, terribly exhausted, tries to say a few words. -|-
Sam: Jimmy�
-|- Sam then passes out. -|-
The Butcher: Damn it, Mr. Warlock! What have you done to him?
Mr. Warlock: I call it tough love.
The Butcher: Why have you brought me here?! What do you want from us you sick bastard?!
Mr. Warlock: Oh! Is this how you talk to a friend?
The Butcher: You are not my friend! I don�t even know you anymore!
Mr. Warlock: But I know all about you. Roscoe, Sergey, get that *points to Sam* piece of garbage out of my sight. I must talk to my friend alone.
-|- The small man, who goes by the name Roscoe, pulls out a knife and cuts Sam loose. The large man, who must me Sergey, picks up Sam and drags his limp body to an office room and locks him in there. They stand by the door with their hands crossed, watching the door. -|-
The Butcher: What do you want? Money? I�ll give it to you.
-|- Mr. Warlock laughs at the notion. -|-
Mr. Warlock: Money? You think I want money? Jimmy, what I want from you is worth more than money.
The Butcher: What do you want then? I�ll give you anything if you�d just please let my brother go.
-|- Mr. Warlock gives an evil smirk and laughs to himself. Meanwhile, The Butcher is slowly but surely weakening the rope that ties him to the chair. -|-
Mr. Warlock: Let me tell you something that I learned a long time ago. The world is unfair. The world is uncouth. Now, you know I am a very wealthy man and I have a lot of power. Money is power and money will change people. But I don�t have enough of it to change every single human being on this planet. I was hit with this idea 20 years ago when I was in my mid 30s. What do most people in America do when they come home from work to relax? Why they watch the television of course! Television has an immense range of power. It convinces people to be like something or to act like someone. It convinces people to think a certain way. The media gives their opinion on an issue and hardly report. Amazing isn�t it? It happens all the time but we are so used to it we don�t even notice it.
The Butcher: So, what�s your point?
Mr. Warlock: I want to use the television to change the way people act.
-|- The Butcher gets a large grin over his face and laughs hysterically. Mr. Warlock does not find it very amusing at all. -|-
The Butcher: Nice dream. Where do I fit into all of this?
Mr. Warlock: I�m glad you asked. You see, you�re a strange character, Jimmy. You�re one of a kind. Serious in real life but out of control in the ring. A rich man acting poor. You possess great skill that is wasted with this petty gfwa OMEGA. I want you to leave them and join me in rebuilding the planet through wrestling. Together, millions of children will grow up watching you and a selected group of individuals of my choosing, learning that the world can be a much better place. A free place. A planet where you can do anything you want and there would be no taking responsibility. Of course that generation of children will be corrupt and teach their children what they know. I figure after 5 generations of this being passed along the world will be an anarchy of free will. Freedom is a strong part of life and it is something that we do not completely have because complete freedom is unsafe. That is why we have governments. They write the laws and try to keep the peace by enforcing them. With my plan we will raise generations of rebellious souls that will thwart governments and their laws. They will create utter chaos and it will be all because of you, me and the television.
The Butcher: You�re a freakin� lunatic!
-|- The Butcher has almost freed himself from the rope. -|-
Mr. Warlock: Am I?
The Butcher: Let me get this straight. You want me to leave the gfwa OMEGA and join you. Then together we will be able to take over the world when we�re in our what, mid 90s? You�re crazy.
Mr. Warlock: I know that I will not be around to see the end product of this but I will be around to see civilization become worst than it already is. My plan has already been proven by what America is today. Yes, this is a unified country now but once all this terrorist jazz blows over we will go back to declaring war on ourselves. And the war will only become worst because of me and my army that will help bring the end of civilization. You think I�m mad? Do you really think the world will become any better? Do you think world peace will ever be accomplished? If you want world peace, go look for a bottle with a genie in it because it will never happen! The human race has rapped the earth of its beauty long enough. We are a disease that must be killed from the inside before we move onto other planets and do the same there. Join me and my army and together we will make the planet what it once was.
The Butcher: If you think this is ever going to happen YOU better go look for a bottle with a genie inside because it will NEVER happen as long as I live you crazy son of a bitch!
-|- The Butcher breaks himself free from the ropes. -|-
Mr. Warlock: Are you declining my invitation?
The Butcher: You�re damn right about that. I will stop you, Mr. Warlock. You do have money and you do have power but you will never have control of me!
-|- The Butcher jumps up from his seat and punches Mr. Warlock in the face, knocking him down. Roscoe reaches into his jacket for his gun but The Butcher smashes him against the wall before he can pull it out. Sergey grabs The Butcher from behind and starts to squeeze him with his amazing strength. The Butcher can�t break loose and is losing his oxygen. But Sergey lets go and falls to the ground in a heap and The Butcher looks up to see that his brother has hit Sergey in the head with an old Macintosh computer screen. Sam falls to the floor exhausted. The Butcher stands up and helps his brother to his feet. -|-
The Butcher: Lets get you to a hospital.
-|- The Butcher begins to carry his brother to the black limousine. The driver gets out to stop them but he gets laid out with a single punch by The Butcher. The Butcher then helps his brother into the limo. He then gets in and starts the engine. Roscoe gets to his feet and starts shooting off rounds at the limousine. The Butcher and his brother duck as a few hit the windshield, instantly piecing it. Mr. Warlock gets to his feet and kicks Roscoe in the face to stop him from shooting. The Butcher begins to drive away but rolls down his window before finally leaving. He looks at Mr. Warlock with a grin and Mr. Warlock looks back with one as well. Then The Butcher gives him the finger and drives off leaving a big cloud of dense smoke. Mr. Warlock watches as the limousine turns and leaves the view. He can�t help but clap his hands as if he enjoyed this. -|-
Mr. Warlock: Bravo, Jimmy. You have just started the Great Revolution.
