Marcel's Decision...

TnT has grown to become a major competition with the wrestling business, with the top stars being "The Outlaw" Nicky Mills, Jonny Fly, and guys like Big Boss. Another thing has happened, with Nicky Mills breaking his contract officially with UwA, after Drivlaine proceeded to sue Mills for breaching contract. This has rumoured to annoy Mills, and with people like Rage and Spitfly, there is no hope for UwA at all. The future is TnT, and it has risen to fortune with Mills's talent.

The scene opens in the TnT Main Offices in New York, where we see a long black limo pull up outside of the heavily populated building, and "The Outlaw" step out of the vehicle, wearing a black gangster like suit, with a gigantic cigar in his mouth, taking a giant puff out of it, he turns to the driver, and hands him the cigar for him to take it. The driver smiles and nods, as Nicky walks towards the building, and enters. A full breeze takes over the air as Mills walks up a few flight of steps, and walking towards an office door entitled 'TnT Owner: Marcel', he steps through with a slight smirk on his face.

Well hello Mills, It's good to see you.

The face of Marcel looks casual, as he smiles eagerly and looks down at his desk to finish what he is doing. He looks to his sectary, and asks the two men to be in peace, as she walks out of the door, and slowly closes it. Mills takes a sip of his Pepsi Max, and places it into his jacket pocket, as Marcel starts to speak.

I've called you here for a very specific reason today, as I know you are a busy man, such as myself. You have done many wonderful things for us since you have stepped into TnT, and it's been an honour to give you your check every time, that you give a hundred percent towards your work and your movies, and you give the good word for us. I am proud to employ you and use you for the real talent you are.

Booking me in meaningless matches with jobbers? Wow, your using me right, aren't you?

I wanted to test them against someone like you, but they disappoint me. But I realise you have a hatred for Mr Jeremy Cundiff, and wanted a 'DeathTrap' match against him. The board has decided that the match will not happen, but you still may be booked at the August PPV, regardless of what happens.

Why the hell not? He stole the title from me, when I had it won. I deserve a shot, and you toss this bullshit back in my face. Fuck your morals, and fuck your classy bullshit. Digger and his bum boys are taking TnT up the ass, and even yourself cant control it. Fly as Vice President? He couldn't run a company to save his damn life, and you gave him a higher job. Did him and Digger decide this because I am threatening them and their position in this business? What a load of bullshit, and while they blow their money thinking their the biggest guys in the game, I'm stuck wrestling jobbers. It wasn't yours, it's their doings. I could crush them all by myself, but nowone will give me that opportunity to do so. They didn't even book me this week! I am the reason this company stands, the reason the money comes rolling in. The movies, the money, all of it is because of me, not Fly, not the Dynasty, but myself. Wild's gone to take part in a cheesy class movie, while mine will rock the box offices like never before. Marcel, who do you think you are kidding here? I am the next World champion damnit, I am the FUTURE of this company of it's very existence, and I will make sure that at the Pay Per View, I will hold a title whether it's the Eurasion or the World title, because the past means nothing, it's what you do now which makes it happen.

Marcel, I am not intimidated by you, this office, or your position. The whole world knows that I am a credible champion, and that I made the UwA the best without wearing a title, and without me, it is crumbling into tiny peaces. The legend known as Mindseye was beaten by ME! Yes, I beat the legend twice in one match! I proved to the world I was not joking, and that I have beaten many legends, and that he too would be another. Cosmos, Wall2k, Mindseye, Pete Wilson, people such as themselves have fallen to me, including the all-pathetic Judy, known as Judas. I am the biggest star past and present in TnT, and there will never be another such as myself, a credibled movie star, a wrestling legend without winning a World title of any kind. I AM THE PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE, MARCEL! I am the reason wrestling is big, not Hogan, but me. I am the best wrestler in TnT today, and there is no man who can claim that. Wins mean nothing, nor do losses, it's how you wrestle that counts. An undefeated streak shows that your fluking, such as Swinger is. If he faced me, he would be sitting on his ass waiting for a new contract.

Do you feel the power, Marcel, that overcoming power which I have? Yes, it is staring you in the eyes, the burning rage which I have, which makes me angry and desirable. I am the pin-up of all wrestling fans, and the star which shoots through the sky in the business, I am a warrior, a man who fights when injured, such as when I fought Fly in the UwA, broken ribs, concussion, and I lost the title to him fighting instead of forfeiting it. I am a real man's man, and I have never backed down from any challenge issued to me before. There is no icon truly as great as myself, and winning against me is a real big thing. Beating me made Fly, Damage and Wild famous, because I am a true-born icon, from birth until death. The wrestling god, the wrestling king, and the wrestling ruler! I made the rules, and I will break the rules. There's no stopping me now in TnT, and once you pop, you cant stop. Not one man can stop my power. Segrada, Rollin, Fly, Banger, Cundiff, Swinger, they are all powerless to stop me and my awesome power, and I do not fluke. I win a win, and I lose a loss, no bullshit. It's time, time that I finally show the whole world what my true power really is, and watch as TnT becomes the richest company in the world, because I am a rich icon, a true icon, a star, I am the great king of the universe!

Marcel stares in disbelief as "The Outlaw" smiles and takes the whole contents of the Pepsi Max, as he rises to his feet, and the two men trade stares.

Don't worry, I know you can back up your words.

You'll see...

Nicky smirks and lets out a snigger, as he turns towards the exit, as the scene closes, and finially fades to black, then turning to commerical.