Good God!

The last time we saw Mills was in a motorbike shop in Memphis, where Mills is currently hiding out. Mills tried to contact Marcel, but failed, because he was out on business. Nicky has decided to head down to the Memphis TNT building, where he can speak to Marcel face to face.

The scene opens at the TNT Memphis center, where we see the daily out-goings of TNT. People running round, phone's ringing and voices booming around. We see "The Outlaw" waiting in an office room, and he see's the camera, and smiles.

Ahhh there you are, better get things straightened out. I was watching the rest of TNT Mayhem just now, and saw all the bullshit that played out. But what annoyed me at the time was not even stepping into the ring with Cundiff, because this newbie wanted to spoil my fun and make all this devil crap up. Pal, you are a nothing. Your a pathetic little moron who has nothing to do with his time, so you come out and call yourself all this gothic bullshit, and expect everybody to believe you? Fat chance pal, you are as wrathful as Rollin Thunder, and that's saying something.

Now, everyone wants to know what I really think of that pipsqueak, Rollin Thunder. He's still a nobody, the guy who cant get a good win out of his ass. Even out of the Dynasty, he's still a clown-around. Rollin, what are you trying to do? Get attention? Jesus, you expect everybody to cheer you because your against the Dynasty? Your a lowlife, a man who is all bark and no bite, and is the biggest whiner in the UWA. Good god, you crawl around the Dynasty name, hoping you'll get looked at. Rollin, I sympathize you. You still cant get the job done, and now you expect to be liked because the Dynasty have seen you for the nobody you are? Rollin, if anything, you will learn where you stand when you face Fly at Mayhem, and I will watch as you take a beating of your life, and I will enjoy every minute of it.

Fly's right to throw you out, all your career, you hang onto everybody's ass, kissing it with contempt. That's how you got your title shot, by shoving your tongue up his ass. You never hated him, you loved him. Now, unlike myself, who earns his title shots. You do not, which is a shame, because you will deny and deny. Don't forget your relationship with Triple X, hanging onto him because the fans may be stupid, but they can see through a man who kisses ass to get to the top. And you came to TNT, and what did you do? Go straight to the Dynasty, and your the reason they are hanged down now.

What do I think of Fly? I don't exactly mind him, I mean, he's a good businessman, just like myself. I wish him luck against Rollin, but he's not going to need it exactly, beating that retard back to his hometown, and make him stay there. But anyway, to other business, Jeremy Cundiff.

Yes, that little boy who's mommy dropped him on his head as a baby, and the guy who fluked a win against yours truly, Nicky Mills. Jeremy, when will you ever learn? Your not a champion, your a fluker. All you do is twiddle your thumbs and BARELY get a win, which isn't smart. You see, I am a true champion when I win a belt, and I take all challenges. You, however, just talk about how everyone fights for this and that, and you get Gavin James to tell you how great you are. Jeremy, your too scared to stand up for yourself, even against me. I mean, at least Vincent talked shit about me to try intimidate me, but it didn't work. You Jeremy, seem to forget the whole point of wrestling. It's a competitive sport, not ballet. You dance around the ring and pretend your a great wrestler, I have news for you kid, your nothing!  Nada, squat. And it tears me up to see you think your a legend.

That's why it's time I went serious on your ass, that's right, I want a re-match at the PPV, the win I truly had, and you stole the win because you were scared of the Dynasty kicking your ass because you didn't live up to your end of the bargain. Jeremy, how about a Tables, Ladder, and Chairs match. Hardcore championship, all members of TNT banned from ringside, and to top it all help, a cell around the ring to make sure nobody gets in. This I call a Deathtrap match, barbed wire wrapped around every bit of the cell ,and weapons everywhere. Under the ring, in the ring, outside, and on the top of the cell, where you climb a ladder to get the belt. That is truly something which is extreme. I was going to suggest a Death Match, but I don't want to repeat what Fly booked against Thunder, so this is how it would go down.

Two out of three falls, the first is a typical Hardcore match, with basic weapons. Chairs, tables, ladder, you know the shit. The second fall would be where the cell would be brought down, and all dangerous weapons be allowed, and the loser is the person who doesn't respond to the ten count, and the third fall is to get to the top of the cell, climb the ladder and retrieve the championship. Now that would be a challenge for you Cundiff, huh? No wansy pansy weapons, extreme Japanese weapons, things which would make any man shudder in fear. Could you really accept, Jeremy? And then, when it's all done, I will compete for the World title in the Royale. How does that sound, Jeremy? CAN YOU DO IT? Or are you scared, are you realizing your a weakling already? I hope you accept Jeremy, because I'll do the one thing no man has ever done before, and end your career in TNT forever! And trust me, you wont get back up so easily after the beating you will sustain.

But this week, while I was in hiding from the FBI, I learned had a match against....ummmm, what's his name....Dan Tower. Some pussy who wanted a challenge, well he got one by putting him against a true legend in the wrestling business, a man who is a well known name everywhere, and a Hollywood Superstar. Dan, TNT have made a 'career suicide' for you, because I am twice the talent, twice the man, and twice the champion you will ever will be. I beat guys like you sleepwalking for fucks sakes, and no, that was a joke, for all you serious dim-witted fucks like Jeremy Cundiff. Cundiff, listen up, you will watch me take Tower to school and back, and you will think twice, because what I do this jobbing trash will be NOTHING compared to what I will do to you, period. Dan Tower, I'm going to make you my bitch come Sunday....

Mr. Mills, Marcel is ready to see you now.

Nicky smiles at the camera, and gives a little wink, as Mills walks away from the office as the scene fades to black.