The Final Resolution: Hell In A Cell

Part II: The Training

The scene opens at the Tennessee mansion of the Hollywood Icon and the Wrestling Legend, where the camera is currently staring at the gigantic mansion, one of several properties owned by Nicky Mills.

We are currently in the large fitness suite, also known as the gym, which is currently being used. Lots of machines are lined up such as running machines and all sorts of machines used for different body parts. The camera then continues to wonder through the large gym until we come to a punching bag, which Mills is hitting at, and keeps moving around the bag and hitting at it. He finally stops as his cell phone begins to ring which is lying on a bench nearby. Nicky walks to it and presses the 'Accept' button, and then holds the phone to his ear and begins to speak into it to the other person on the line.

Nicky Mills: Yeah?

The person on the other line speaks to Nicky, and although we cant hear the voice properly for the camera to hear it, we judge from the reaction given by 'The Outlaw', which is a look of disbelief.

He what?! No, you listen to me. He isn't taking any fucking money out of my salary. He's not messing with my job. You can tell him to go fuck himself regarding his broken door.

More words are heard on the phone before Nicky laughs and speaks back into it.

Nah, you tell him that he has me to answer to before he goes looking into my money or my salary. If he attempts to go into my salary, or take any money out, he should consider himself bankrupt. Now I'm busy, so I have other things to do.

Nicky hangs up the phone and then resumes his training, but then notices the camera has approached, and his full attention is turned at the presence.

Oh, it's you. Looking for those ratings, are we? The calm before Billy's storm, you might say. I have just come off a N.E.W loss, and I have to say, I'm glad the Kovenant have something off that Pay Per View. That's what I was in for in the first place. To make sure we didn't have threats towards us. But I have bigger things on my mind, such as the man who is going to be a victim in Hell In A Cell, the man known as Billy Dee. The man who has done NOTHING but mess with the biggest bastard in this business.

Mills hurls his fists towards the punching bag in anger and then turns back to the camera, a small smile now formed onto his face.

Billy, I am better than you, and that's a fact. I humiliated you. You were a mere rookie back then, fighting in the Hardcore days. Kind of like Thunder's entire wrestling career, depending on taking large bumps to please the crowd. But then you became a religious freak, and then everything became worse for me.

You put me in a life threatening coma that almost ended my wrestling career. It was you that attacked those innocent people. It was you that assaulted me time and time again using numbers. It was...all you. Committing acts for the sake of your religion, right Dee? I was the man you HAD to either make the religion a power or that I had to be destroyed.

Nicky then launches kicks and knee strikes at the punching bag, which shakes violently from the force of the shots. Mills turns back to the camera and his face is a picture of evil, his eyes looking satisfied with what he is thinking.

But not any more. Now you've dragged yourself in a match there is no chance of escaping. That means no friends, no help, nothing. A lone soul inside the Devils game, my game, to be absolutely precise. The religious man versus the fucking devil himself, the metaphor of evil, everything that you are against. And guess what?

The audience will be showing up to see YOU be punished for your sins to TnT Wrestling, and mostly, to me. No more lies and deceit, Billy. It's man versus man, face to face, eye to eye. This is the final chapter to our little hatred. All the punishment I've had to sustain, all the emotion, everything that has been done to me, I will take out on your poor religious soul. The Devil has risen, Dee, and he is preparing to fuck you up in many ways as possible. Inside that cold hard steel, where nobody escapes except for the winner. And that man Dee, you are looking at right here.

'The Outlaw' begins laughing and then begins a series of kicks and punches directed at the punching bag. After a while of this, he spins back round to the camera and stares right into it.

There will be no winning for Billy Dee. He made a choice to follow his religion, and now he's trapped because of it. If he had just walked away from me in the first place, if he had just apologised for scuffing my damn boot, then we could have ended it there. I would be competing for my World title, and you would have been back in the Hardcore ranks, where you unfortunately belong. But then along came 'The Voice' and you were manipulated into believing that I was the enemy.

Oh, well now it's all over for the religion you once represented and sadly, for you. May as well just pray to your God and apologise for representing him, because once I'm through cutting you up, watching 'The Second Coming' beg for a second chance to redeem his pathetic life. It's all over, just admit it. Your religion and the entire fucking religion is finished. Just admit it, you useless piece of shit. It's over. OVER! Nothing will save you from the demise that has been brought upon.

Mills hurls his knee at the bag one last time and then walks towards the camera, and glaring right into it, then speaks again.

Billy Dee may as well beg for the punishment to be less painful than he expects it to be, which will be very bad. Too bad there is absolutely no chance of that. No, it's going to be slow. Very slow. Every second will be like a minute, every hour will be like a year, and every shot, every drop of blood, will feel to Billy like it's the worst thing he's ever experienced in his life. He'll see his very life flash before his eyes as the cheers of the audience will echo through his head, and he will realise what a mistake he made ever trying to play the game of Nicky Mills. Now I've never been in a Hell in a Cell. I've taken part in a Triple Cage match against Minds Eye, a 'Night of Hell' match against Michael Edwards, but this will be the most brutal match you will ever witness. Brutal because it will be Dee's very last night he will have no permanent pain. I will lay him to rest. Here, I even made him his own tombstone, since he's going to need it after the beating I gave him. Come here and you'll see...

Nicky then walks towards a wall which has a tombstone lying against the wall. He pulls it out for the camera to see, with a sick smile forming on his face.

'The Outlaw' smiles at the sight of this tombstone and then turns back to the camera.

Billy Dee, your time to die for your sins has come. Pray all you like Billy, but it will do no good. The time for my revenge has come, and the time for your demise has already begun. It's just a matter of time. Goodbye for now, Billy.

Mills grins and then leaves the room as the scene has slowly faded to commercial.