The Street Fight: Part II

Tough Words

The scene quickly opens to the Jonny Fly mansion where we saw Nicky Mills, Jeremy Cundiff and Jonny Fly last at. We are in the living room, which is like a house in itself, as a gigantic television screen is blaring out random things, and Nicky Mills is seen on the couch flicking through the channels when he comes to a stop at the TnT Wrestling channel, where a press conference is seen taking place. Nicky stops and he notices one of the people involved: Jimmy Vetalo. Nicky laughs and decides to stick with it, as Cundiff walks into the room wearing street clothes, while Mills is dressed in a tuxedo, possibly going out for dinner for the night.

Jeremy Cundiff: What's he doing on Jonny's TV, man?! Get it off, before he see's!

Nicky laughs and turns to Cundiff, who is standing and watching behind Mills.

Nicky Mills: I don't know. It's Vetalo's ugly mug, and I want to know what this 'big' announcement is. And there is nothing else on except daytime repeats and all.

Probably announcing he and Derek are getting married.

Nicky laughs as he high fives Cundiff, and then Nicky's face changes as he hears the most daunting, terrifying, and disgusting thing ever seen on national television in his years of watching Television. When they announce Vetalo being the owner, the room stops as Nicky drops the remote controller in shock and his face is one of horrified and shock. Nicky turns to Jeremy, his face completely flushed.

Shit...

I didn't see that one coming.

No way. I'm not having my job jeopardised by a fucking idiot who knows nothing about wrestling and how to.

Damn, Jonny sold the company to HIM? What the hell was he thinking?!

No. He sold the stock, but Vetalo bought it. Oh great...this is just amazing, isn't it?

The scene then switches to Jimmy's words regarding Nicky Mills, and 'The Outlaw' watches with a smile on his face as he lights a cigar. At times, he laughs at the sheer stupidity of Vetalo, and other times he shakes his head as Vetalo goes into quoting from Jonny Fly and using his words as his own. After the promo, he takes a deep breath and then smiles as he stands up and switches off the television, and leaves the room as the scene slowly fades to black.

The scene opens to nothing but Cole Matthews sitting with 'The Outlaw' Nicky Mills in a blackened studio where Cole looks at the camera and is given the nod to begin speaking to the camera. Nicky is dressed in the cream white tuxedo we saw him in before, and dark sunglasses cover his eyes. This looks to be an interview, and Nicky looks impatient as Matthews begins to speak.

Hello and welcome to an exclusive in...

Shut up Matthews. I need to get this off my chest, because ever since I heard the news, I think the wrestling business has taken a downfall ever since that announcement earlier. I don't usually run my mouth, but this is speaking from the heart, and it needs to be said before people begin asking me how I feel about it. And I'm going to tell you EXACTLY how I feel about Jimmy Vetalo and his annoying pathetic whining voice everytime he opens his mouth. And you want to know how I feel about 'The Handicap of Handicaps' taking over? I couldn't give a shit.

What do you mean?

Jimmy Vetalo will forever be a loser. It's in his blood. He wants to have a little power so he can begin ordering people around, but then he'll realize that he is not this ratings winner. Oh no, he's far against. Even though Wilson is annoying, I have to say he does better for business than that idiot. Hell, the guy cant even string a proper sentence together, and his opinion really means shit to everybody else who is good for business. Yes, guys like me, Cundiff, and everybody else who keeps the company alive. Hell, even Krisis does a little, despite him being a pain in the ass. Jimmy, and Thunder, do not. They do the complete opposite.

So what words come to mind when I think of Vetalo? Annoying. Painful to watch. Asshole. Boring. Terrible Wrestler. Egoist. I could think of a million words, even more, to say about our owner, but it would be the size of a dictionary. He thinks he's a ratings draw, and yet I don't see his names in the wrestling magazines except to say how terrible his performances are.

Hell, I know myself. The only thing he could really have a name to is that he has a Thunder personality, and people USED to like that. But well, the crowd have changed their minds about him and his best friend. So Vetalo, knowing that one day, he'll find himself out of a job, he buys the company. Well, congratulations, you little retard. What can I say? Now you can try and make people listen to you, because the only people who could listen to those long winded promo's of yours are either like you or patient.

I never bragged about my past. That's old news. Those days of messing with Jeremy and whatnot, sleeping with his girlfriend for mindgames, they're done and dusted. But Vetalo HAS to bring it up because he cant say anything else. He even had the absolute brass to call me 'useless', when I think his skills inside the ring are just that. No, I don't think, I KNOW! Everyone knows that I no longer do those things, hurt women, and whatever else he can come up with that I've done. Cole, have I recently assaulted any women recently?

No.

Have I uttered a racial slur recently?

No.

Then, what's Vetalo talking about? He says some stupid things. He reminds me of USA's current president. Says the most unbelievable outrageous things. If I'm such a loser Jimmy, how pathetic can you become to accuse wrestlers of being paedophiles? If I recall, a while ago, you came out and said I 'played with little kids', a wild and outrageous accusations which could have seen you fired, just like Thunder was. So now you call Mike one of them. THAT'S useless! THAT'S pathetic! That's being a loser! I am the greatest technical wrestler in TnT, Jimmy, and you cant doubt that. No, my matches are technical classics. I give my best on most matches. You cant seem to do any of that except rant and try to wrestle. Wait, you remind me of Triple H. If he your idol, Mike? Because you seem to copy him in every way. The boring promo's, the terrible wrestling. And owning the company backstage wise.

My god, it's Triple X all over again! He has returned!

The fact is, don't call me things that you clearly see I am not. If you said that anywhere else, you'd be thrown out of any company. But you get away with it, even though everyone isn't dumb, and see how unintelligent you are that you have to sink so low. Your the Mike Furious of TnT Wrestling. But even he was tolerable. You, on the other hand, are not, with rants that couldn't make an old lady afraid. Oh wait, any moment now, he'll come out and call me something stupid again.

Who do I think I am? Let me answer that for you. Better than you. Ten times a better wrestler, ten times a better draw, than you. I'm actually overall, better than you. You cant accept that half of the roster are better wrestler. It's not about wins or titles. It's about that performance, how you entertain the crowd. Does Vetalo do any of that? No. Mike Wilson, to be fair, is a terrific performer, and Jeremy, Jonny Fly, and every wrestler apart from you. And yet you think your better than everyone else. How wrong you are, Jimmy. Hell, and you used to be Italian. Italians are hard working decent citizens. Are you? I think we know the answer. So now you say to me your owner and that I'd better not mess with you.

Want to know my answer to that? Here. Fuck you.

Fire me. Go ahead. I DARE you to go ahead and put me out of a job. Just try and lower my salary, or anything that could see my future in TnT Wrestling jeopardised. Come on Jimmy, just try and do that.

But then you'll realize you couldn't do that. That your power isn't 'owner'. You'll never 'own' me, Jimmy Vetalo. Not ever, and that drives you insane. If you fired me, it's not the end of the world. I could retire now and just enjoy being a very rich man, or go make UwA a better brand, which it is becoming, and take TnT down and out. Do some Hollywood movies and get myself some more money, but my main love will always be wrestling, so I'll stay there. I

'm not an overpaid loser like yourself, with your rants of "I'm the highest paid wrestler in TnT". I bet you feel real proud about that, huh? But your still an over-rated loser, and the real fact is, this isn't a money game. The tag reads 'Wrestling'. Do you know anything about it? Nope. Go to your Clique idols and ask them about it, and they'll give you the stuff you spout out.  But you see Jimmy, without me in TnT Wrestling, you'll have nothing. Your not a ratings draw, and nor is Thunder.

If I leave, Cundiff will see your shit and quit as well. So leaving you with Wilson and Krisis, and yourself. And you'll be screwed, without any good wrestlers to head your show. Hell, Wilson would walk away from you as well, because even if he a pain in the ass, he knows how you twist everyone to get a title shot. And I think the fans know that as well. They know that Vetalo isnt really owner, the talent are. We're the reason why we make your ratings. Try spread your lies Jimmy about me, they will fall on deaf ears.

Without the Devils Advocates, and without me, TnT Wrestling would rot and die. And when you say 'midcard talent', you don't have a clue. Billy Dee put me inside a coma which was life threatening! I will fucking annihilate him for that and his little numbers assault. But I have to prove a point to you, because you don't understand how I am simply right, and you are wrong. I have to drill this into your skull. So go ahead. Jimmy Vetalo versus Nicky Mills.

But I'd never jeopardise my company by putting it into your hands, those dirty hands of yours, so no dice on the company stuff, asshole. But I accept your challenge. Bring it on, you bastard. This time, I'll do what everyone else has wanted to do, even the crowd, and end the champions hopes and dreams. See you soon Jimmy. I'll drag the best match out of you as I can, even if it means teaching you while we're wrestling. But don't expect to win this time. Your luck has run out this time, and there wont be any 'High Rollers' to save you, not even your new best friend, Xander Kross. Wait...it's a carbon copy of Batista! My god, it's Evolution in TnT under new identities! Get new original personalities guys. It aint working anymore, and you all know it.

Cole laughs at the 'Evolution' cracks as Nicky takes a bottle of water and drinks the entire quantities before setting it down on the ground and speaking once again.

Damn, I hate trashtalking about that reject, but it had to be said, before I let Vetalo get more ego. As for Billy Dee, I'll finally get my hands on him come Damnation. And you'll see a side of me you'll never see again. But it will be Dee's downfall. He will regret the day he ever fucked with me, ever fucked with 'The Outlaw' Nicky Mills. You'd better pray, Dee, that it's quick, which it cannot be. It will be nice and slow for the world to witness your demise. I promised it Dee, and I will promise again. Say your prayers, Billy boy, they'll be your very last.

The scene fades slowly to black as Nicky grins and shakes Coles hand before leaving the studio, as the scene slowly fades to black with Matthews leaving the studio. It seems that the rivalry between Vetalo and Mills has just begun. But Nicky hasn't given up his crusade against Dee. He will hunt him down and destroy him. That's the only real way to describe the Street Fight's outcome at Madison Square Gardens. TnT January Damnation. The end of Billy Dee's career.

Opening at a restaurant in downtown New York City, a figure is eating at a table in the centre at the restaurant, and it looks to be a rather beautiful looking place to eat, as everyone is wearing suits and this figure is beginning to eat and everyone is minding their business. The man sitting in the restaurant is Nicky Mills, who is wearing a dinner jacket and eating some barbequed chicken wings and has a glass of Diet Coke sitting next to him which he takes small sips out of. Suddenly however, a large shout interrupts and the man known as weed's greatest friend barges into as waiters walk up to him, but he walks around with his arms out and begins shouting at them to let go. People in the restaurant are horrified and begin to murmur among themselves as he walks up to Mills.

Nicky Mills: Jeremy...? What are you doing here?

Cundiff begins laughing as he sits down opposite his partner while people are still looking in horror, and the waiters look as if they are ready to throw him out, with force if needs be.

Jeremy Cundiff: I came to see my best buddy in the whole world, you fuckin yutz!

The waiters then grab him by force but Nicky glares at them and holds his hand out for them to stop, which they look confused at.  They protest but Mills shouts 'Let him go now!' and they do just that, as people begin to go back to their feet, and it eventually resumes to normal, even though Cundiff doesn't have a dinner jacket on and has clothes which look worn and torn. Nicky laughs as he hands his Dynasty partner a menu.

May as well eat with me then. But damn, put on some good clothes next time! I'll take you to a suit shop when we get the chance.

I dont need suits. I need a stick though. And I'm not hungry. I have something to show you, actually...

Show me? What?

Trust me. You'll love it!

Cundiff stands up and walks out of the restaurant, while Mills takes the steak in his hand and downs his Diet Coke in one gulp as he walks towards the car park of the joint. Cundiff is standing by a beautiful red sports car which Nicky looks at and laughs, and yet looks confused as he turns to Jeremy.

Why's my car here, Jeremy? I told you not to drive it.

I installed a new alarm.

You did what?!

No seriously, check it out. I think you'll like it.

Nicky goes to open the car door while locked and suddenly, Jeremy's loud booming voice sounds out over the parking lot in an attempted British accent. To listen to it, click here. Nicky belly laughs loudly as Cundiff grins and the alarm continues to repeat itself, while Mills claps hands with Jeremy, still laughing.

Man, this is perfect! Thanks.

Beats having guys try break into your car.

Nicky eats the remaining piece of his steak, holding it into his hand. Then the two get into the car and drive away, as the scene slowly fades to darkness.