The scene opens to show a top view of clouds, earth and water, a brilliant display of blue and white that stretched as far as the eye could see. The scene panned back and the edges of a circular window could be seen, along with the reflection against the window from the blazing sun overhead. As the view continued to zoom back the inside of a plane could be seen, and the small vibrations from the engines underneath shook and moved the camera slightly so as to prove that the airplane was moving. The airplane that the camera showed was a plush, remodeled Learjet with a red leather interior. The passenger area was fairly empty except for three men and a woman.

The first man was Slash Tannon and he was dressed in a black Armani suit that looked as though it had been made for only him and his polished black dress shoes were like dark mirrors against the red carpet of the plane. His hair was combed down and a pair of wraparound sunglasses hid his eyes from the world. He was seated in a leather chair on the left side of the plane, his back to the cockpit. Across the aisle was Jennifer, his personal secretary reading over some paperwork. She was dressed in a tight black miniskirt that showed off her tanned legs and a black top that accentuated her nicely-sized chest. She wore black heels and had in each ear a diamond earring. Her blonde hair was wrapped in a bun that made her even more sexy than normal. Across from Tannon sat a man in his late 20�s dressed in a gray version of Tannon's attire. The man is Dion Phaneuf, the Vice-President of TI Inc. and the top stockholder on the company outside of Tannon himself. He has been the right-hand man of Tannon since the company was founded a year ago. Next to him sits Colin Fraser, a 23-year old graduate student who was befriended by Tannon and now acts as an assistant of his within the company. He is dressed in blue jeans, a t-shirt and a jean jacket and is busy drawing on some paper as Jennifer turns to Tannon as the Sin member flips through various documents and files.

Jennifer (handing a manila folder to Tannon with an amused look on her face): This is a copy of the info about your opponent this week.

Tannon (browsing the parts of each transcript that Jennifer had highlighted, a smirk coming across his face): Uh, huh yep. Trained by the great Shawn Michaels? Wrestled in college for Iowa State and won two national titles! Wow.

Tannon turns and tosses the file back to Jennifer gently, who catches it easily. She puts the file in her bag that she brought onto the plane.

Tannon (a serious look on his face as he goes from slightly amused into a pure business manner): Ok, send a memo to Sin about Aaron Frame that his petty College background means nothing to me.

Jennifer (a piece of paper in hand and writing down Tannons commands as he makes them and nodding every so often to acknowledge her understanding): I will get right to it Slash.

Jennifer stands up, straightening her skirt as she walks over towards the back of the small plane, where a laptop computer is waiting on a large oaken desk. She turns on the computer and sits down at the desk before proceeding to type up the orders that Tannon had given her. Meanwhile Dion Phaneuf had leaned forward and had gotten the attention of Tannon and the two friends, partners and confidants were already deep in their own semi-private conversation.

Phaneuf (leaning across the table that is between their seats and speaking in a slightly hushed tone, his eyes panning around so as to make sure Jennifer does not hear the conversation): Slash, I still don�t understand why you are doing this. I mean�why professional wrestling?

Tannon (leaning back and letting out a slight sigh as he speaks out, not sharing Phaneuf�s belief in keeping the conversation private and away from the ears of those around them): Haven�t we already been over this Dion?

Phaneuf (now speaking with a slightly louder voice and causing Colin to look up from his pad as his two employers began an argument that he had heard many times previous): Yes Slash, we have been over this before. We have been over this a dozen times and I still do not understand it.

Tannon (smirking and pulling his glasses off and setting them on the table as he questions his friend): Ok, then what part of this don�t you understand?

Phaneuf (pausing momentarily before speaking as though he had thought each comment over a million times in his head and had memorized them all long ago): Ok, you are the head of a multi-million dollar corporation and your own personal worth is well into the eight-digit range and yet you resort to competing in some stupid ring each week against punks named Aaron and Craig. These are men whose souls you could buy out with the blink of an eye and the swipe of a pen and yet you fight them, you go down to their level and give them a standing that you do not need to give them. I just do not understand what causes you to think that you have to do this when you could be out doing so much more.

Tannon (his hands move with his words to accentuate each point): I was a wrestler before I founded this company and I will be a wrestler when I am no longer active in this company and so it is only obvious that I am a wrestler while I control this business. That business is what gave me the opportunity to start this business and I refuse to give up something I love to do simply because it MIGHT be bad for business.

Jennifer stood up from the laptop and made her way back to her seat, drawing the attention of both Tannon and Phaneuf away from their discussion and instead towards her perfectly modeled body. She smiled at the two as she sat down, immediately adjusting her skirt so that it was smoothed out nicely across her tanned legs, crossed and swaying slightly forward and back. She then turned and took out a couple documents and began looking over them carefully, transcribing notes into a notebook as she read.

Phaneuf (his attention returning to the conversation at hand, shaking his head slowly in frustration): It�s not �might� anymore Slash, it�s �is�. The public as a whole is not looking highly on a company that was founded by and run by a professional wrestler. They want a man who acts like he knows what the heck he is doing, not somebody who is scheduled to face a guy named "Amazing" Aaron Frame this weekend.

Tannon (holding a hand up to silence Phaneuf, his face showing a slight look of anger as he speaks): This company is worth over six-hundred and thirty million dollars and I have a personal worth that exceeds eighty million dollars. The stock within the company of TI Inc. is currently selling for seventeen dollars a share. Nothing I do outside of the company will affect what happens within the company.

Phaneuf: I hope not Slash, I hope not.

Captain (through the intercom): Mr. Tannon, we are about ten minutes from San Jose and will be landing within the next twenty minutes depending on the clearance and visibilities of the runway.

Tannon (depressing the speak button on the intercom so that he can speak through the two-way intercom): That sounds fine Michael. Thank you for the update.

Captain (through the intercom): It is not a problem sir.

The static noise ends as the intercom is turned off. Tannon reaches forward and puts on his black wraparound sunglasses to hide his eyes from the world as Colin, Dion and Jennifer gather up all their files and papers in preparation for the landing.

Phaneuf (speaking to Tannon as he puts his files into his sleek silver briefcase): What is on the itinerary for you this weekend Slash?

Tannon (leaning back in his chair and smirking): It�s all business this week�but on Sunday it is back to basics. There will be two men entering and only one man leaving and if Frame actually believes that he has the ability or chance in hell of being the one walking out against the Total Impact of Sin Wrestling than all I can tell them is�Try it.

The scene slowly fades to black as the camera pans around and zooms in on the same window that the scene began with, this time showing the view of the city of San Jose as it comes closer into view.

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