The War for the Eurasian Part I

Doped Dream

The scene opens just after the events of the Pay Per View, January Damnation, where we are focusing outside of the Dynasty locker room, where people are gathering around, wondering what the commotion is about. They scatter when a chair comes flying into the door and almost hitting a staff member, and they all quickly scatter before anything else occurs. The voice seems to be coming mostly from Nicky Mills, who's voice has a detection of pure anger and hate, as we are in the locker room itself, where Mills is flipping out, and furniture is all over the room. Jeremy is trying to calm him down, but he doesn't seem to be doing much good as Nicky tries to calm himself down. His blood is scattered on his face and he takes some deep breaths, as he finally sits down on the leather chair, since this is indeed, the Dynasty locker room.

Jeremy Cundiff: Hey, it wasn't that bad. I may have ended a man's career. On one hand, I hated his guts and wanted to absolutely tear him apart, but I didn't mean to nearly kill the guy.

Nicky turns to look at him with a look of disgust.

'The Outlaw' Nicky Mills: Rollin Thunder will and forever be a hardcore fuckup. But I had Dee beat. I HAD HIM! He was like a piece of bloodied meat being ready to be thrown to the wolves, and instead his guys got involved and screwed me. That two bit piece of SHIT had his little disciples run down and cost me. Damnit! Fucking damnit! I cant wait to get him again. He's going to wish he had never ever tried that shit, I promise you.

I didn't actually expect the numbers thing to be a factor, but Dee cant win fairly. So...catch him out.

Don't you worry about that. Anyway, how the hell did you raise that money, man? To be owner and all?

It's a secret.

What? Damn, with all that pot you smoke, I doubt you even have any secrets. You blurt them all out anyway.

Shut up. I'm not the one who begins talking like a ghetto black man even though he's WHITE! And then begin firing at those guys like there was no tomorrow. Face it, your a loose cannon when you smoke my shit.

Are you saying I cant handle your stuff, Mr Pot Head? See Jeremy, that's why you don't have my gracious wrestling ability...

Your acting skills, and the fact your such a prima donna who brags about himself?

Who's bragging here? I'm just saying, you spend more time blowing dope smoke out of your ass than you do wrestling. Just...

Suddenly, a large bang is heard and Nicky is alert, hoping it's Billy Dee or someone he doesn't like so he can rip them to shreds. Instead, it's the Eurasian champion, Krisis, who looks at Mills with some sort of satisfaction as he notices Nicky still has his own blood on his face.

Hey, it's Shadow gone wrong! What's up, motherfucker?

Krisis just stands there with a scowl on his face as Cundiff dips into his bag and pulls out a pot of which looks like dope, and then rolls a cigarette up with the dope and holds it out for Krisis, who looks down with a confused look on his face as Nicky buries his face in his hands due to embarrassment thanks to his partner.

Yo K Dog, wanna come down to hono-lee and puff the magic dragon?

Krisis snatches it and examines it before throwing it aside, as he begins to grin.

Hey! That shit cost me, you fuckin spoilsport bastard!

The Eurasian champion ignores Cundiff's statement and turns to Mills, who is looking at him with a look of curiosity on his face.

Krisis: Nicky, I saw that beating. I mean, those guys really took it to you and everything. I enjoyed every minute of it, watching you have the absolute shit beaten out of...

What was that?

You heard me, maggot.

No, I kind of zoned out when you started ranting again. Krisis, you have a lot of anger problems. It all stems from the fact the High Rollers beat you. You went crazy and it led to you being beat down.

Not to mention I've beaten you like a million times...

Hm. So you see, you really are a bald headed loser. You cant really help it.

You really are a pathetic loser. You just had your ass handed to you by, Billy Dee? That little Hardcore punk, and your calling ME a loser? Nicky, you couldn't handle yourself against them. They beat you down. And they have done it time and time again. Loser? No, YOU are the loser.

See, look. Your like Jimmy Veta...

Do not compare me to that useless piece of human waste.

Okay, whatever. You have a lot of anger problems that you need to sort out. Go to therapy or something. Hey, why dont you do what Mike Furious did, and go to one of them 'Anger Management' courses?

Or, K, you can just puff the magic dragon. It does all of the above, except it's one quick puff and it's easy. Suck and blow.

MAN! That's disgusting. Can that shit out, will you?

What did I say?

Your trying to freak me out again. Listen Krisis, what DO you want?

Checking to see whether you were dead or not so I could celebrate over your rotting corpse.

Oh, your just a bastard. Say, baldy, your head's starting to look dirty. Maybe you should like clean it once in a while. Kind of like what you should do with your wrestling abilities, since you cant win or anything. Oh, and check out that anger therapist. Could do some good, you know.

Krisis smiles and begins laughing as he then snatches Jeremy's stash of dope and throws it against the wall, scattering it everywhere. He then walks out of the room as Cundiff looks horrified and cant even get the words out.

That....asshole....smashed...my...

Nicky then begins laughing at Cundiff's plight as he tries to scrape up the dope but cant seem to, as he gives up, and stares at his best friend and partner angrily.

What's so funny? I don't see your supply all over the place thanks to that big bitch!

Well, maybe you'll actually quit one day. Have a clear head.

What?!?! How DARE you suggest such a thing?

Just get some new stash. Sheesh Jeremy, you can find that stuff anywhere in the world. Hey! There's a damn camera in here, man!

Nicky stands up and looks at the camera, then pushes it out of the Dynasty locker room and shuts the door, locking it in the process, as the scene slowly fades to black.

Back at the rented hotel room where the Devils Advocates have rented, Nicky is sitting on the table and flicking through the television channels, as he just gives up and switches off the television by moving his thumb towards the 'OFF' button. Cundiff and Andrea then come into the room, and Jeremy has a plastic bag with him filled with some substance. Jeremy then pulls out a large pipe, as the picture becomes clear. Nicky shakes his head in disbelief.

You mean you have more of that stuff?

Jeremy lets a smile escape his lips before speaking.

Oh no. I wouldn't bring ALL of my stash to a show. No, that would just be insane.

Just in case someone like you tried to steal it?

Exactly.

I knew it. So, what you bringing it here for?

Nicky has already answered his own question and realizes so as Andrea sits opposite him, while Jeremy takes a seat next to her.

Oh HELL NO! No way, you bastard! The last time I smoked this shit, I ended up going on a rampage with a gun.

Andrea Williams: If you dont, then you get no trophy and I know since you two earned it, but I'm keeping it for safety reasons, and I demand you chase that dragon! NOW!

I dont take no orders off no...er...woman. Not you, anyway.

Dont be a spoil sport! Smoke it!

Mills shakes his head and takes the pipe, then begins the process of smoking the dope. The scene then slowly fades to black as all three take turns in inhaling.

The Dream

Nicky finds himself in an unknown place, as he looks around and see's the whole place on fire, the hot roaring flames Mills can feel on his entire body, which he furiously begins to sweat. Noticing a gun in front of him, he examines it closely and then realizes it's loaded. He then thinks to himself, trying to gather his thoughts of where he is.

Now what's a loaded gun doing here? And where the hell am I? Cundiff's kitchen?

We then hear a roar as the unknown place as Nicky then thinks again.

Okay. Definatly NOT Cundiff's kitchen. Sounds like Krisis' house.

Something then coming towards him wearing New York Police Department uniforms, but is rather deformed, as Nicky notices and then the 'thing' begins to load his gun.

Hey, wait a second...It's a pig cop! Wait, this is Duke Nukem! Man, this game is too old!

Mills has his black sunglasses which he puts on and then begins to fire at the 'pig cop' which explodes into nothing but remains of blood. Then more enemies of different types, including an Imp from Doom as Nicky continues to fire at the enemies.

I'm here to kick ass and chew bubble gum. But Jeremy stole my gum.

Once the enemies cease, Nicky runs and looks for some more enemies towards the burned buildings, which then footsteps can be heard from behind, and Mills spins around to see two enemies limping towards him...

What the hell are Thunder and Vetalo doing here? This is some weird ass dream.

Rollin Thunder Monster: I set your ass on fire! On fire! Blaze of glory! I hang on talented people's coat-tails!

Jimmy Vetalo Monster: Grrrrrr! Grrrrrr! I am the World Heavyweight champion. 'Read The Name Tag'! I stole that off Jonny Fly...

DiIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!!

Mills begins to fire at the High Roller monsters which explode, as then 'The Outlaw' hears even louder footsteps and looks around to see the final boss, Krisis, staring back at him with a grin.

Oh, it's just you...your not so hard. Your meant to be the final boss?

Nicky then begins to unload the entire gun into Krisis, who just laughs. Seeing that the bullets are not affecting Krisis, he stops firing and does the 'gulp of terror' as Krisis walks towards him.

Oh...shit...

Suddenly, from out of nowhere, Jeremy Cundiff comes into the picture in a most unusual manner. Wearing long spikey blonde hair, and having a huge sword in his hand.

Cundiff, what the hell are YOU doing here?

Huh? I aint Cundiff. I'm Cloud Strife! You know...from SOLDIER!

Jeremy does the famous 'sword twirl' which the music for it kicks in, as then Nicky looks confused as Krisis comes stomping towards him.

Well, this may be the wrong dream, now that your here and all, you can help me defeat this bastard...

Cundiff looks over at Krisis, who is closing in, and then has a look of fear, and quickly runs off as Nicky doesn't realize until he notices an empty spot where Cloud 'Cundiff' Strife once was.

Hey! Aw shit, I'm so screwed...

Krisis comes within inches and completely annihilates Duke 'Mills' Nukem with a choke, as the dream fades out.

Waking up back in reality, Cundiff is lying across the couch holding a piece of half eaten steak, while Andrea is lying in her own bed. Nicky on the other hand, is lying upside down on top of the wardrobe, and he loses his balance as his legs fall off and he lands onto his chest. He quickly wakes up and immediately holds his head, as Mills looks around to see the absolutely destroyed hotel room. He utters one word to describe it all.

Ugh....

He passes out again into unconsciousness as the scene slowly fades to darkness.