System of Glory

So everybody wants to know how I feel now that Jeremy Cundiff is fighting for his life, that his career has no chances due to my vicious attack. He got everything he deserved, and much more. Now I'm stuck in a police cell with these pigs trying to tell me what 'The Hollywood Icon' did was wrong. Do I look like a man who cares for our authorities? I just spat right back at them with the truth of their ways, and they just gave some mellow answer like 'Your staying here unless somebody bails you out.' Fuck, I'll stay here all day. Sean and Cosmos were going to but I told them No, because of the fact that I wanted to make their lives a misery while 'The Outlaw' was here, make them regret ever putting me in jail, those fuckers.

The scene opens in a local county prison, where the camera goes along the row of cells containing prisoners, some men are just emotionless with a stone like face, and others are being loud as the officers bang their clubs against the cold hard steel, silencing the men but not without a flurry of obscenities. We finally reach the cell where Nicky Mills is contained, and the cell has been specially structured. Two Officers stand across the doors and a small window so as he can be viewed. The camera focus's in on the window, and Mills is doing press ups, trying to entertain himself in the prison. As he see's the camera, he grins and walks to the window, as he looks at the two officers and starts to laugh, annoying the officers as they bang their elbows against the door, but it doesn't affect Mills, who merely starts to punch the door.

Aw what's the matter, don't like it? Fucking pigs, your bigger losers than I thought. Who would think our authorities were nothing more than greedy little homosexuals who rape their prisoners for the sheer entertainment and happiness?

Ha, you keep telling yourself that. Nobody's exactly bailed out for you, have they?

That's because I asked them not to, you idiots!

Yeah right.

Shut up, you useless dim minded fool! Nobody asked for you to give your opinion on the matter, did they?

You better watch your tongue, kid. Just because you beat up a poor kid doesn't mean your something in this jail.

This just gets better and better. Listen you prick, do you know what I do? I wrestle, and I happen to be the best of my profession, and your stupid comments mean nothing. Your just another pig who thinks he's all that, but he's nothing more than a greedy asshole who likes America and it's ways.

Look, you can say this all day long, but your just another thug. I eat guys like you for breakfast.

If I were out of this cell I'd knock you down in front of your buddies and make you beg like Jeremy did! Did you see how he bled? Oh, it came out like juice, and unless you don't watch your mouth, I'll do worse than what he felt.

HEY! ENOUGH OF THIS! SHUT UP IN THERE, OK?

Oh, and what are you going to do about it? You going to unlock the door and beat me to a pulp? Haha, your buddy is pretty stupid for his non regard for people higher than himself, but I know their type. Unclean American scum who have a dead end job guarding prisoners, and then raping them when they're asleep. You two disgust me, go wallow in your own bullshit.

The cocky guard grabs his fist and it is shaking viciously, while the other is trying to calm him down. Eventually, the scene is normal and Mills just spits on the glass as a sign of disrespect, but another officer arrives with a set of keys, as the two look at each other, and step aside.

Mr. Mills, your lucky to know your bail has been paid. But if you go near the victim, you will be arrested immediately on sight. Do you understand what I am saying?

Ha, I'll do whatever I like. But I wouldn't want to come back here and annoy those pathetic guards you have employed, so Yes, I understand.

Good, you also know officers will accompany you if you are to work during your bail for security reasons.

I've been suspended from TnT. I'm just going to take a few days to visit Marcel and make him reconsider, by shoving my boot in his face! Anyway, who paid my bail?

Someone who calls himself Drivlaine. I think he's the owner of the United Wrestling Alliance. He especially has come here to pay the bail and has ordered to see you now.

What the fuck? The same man who was my boss and agent in the International Incident? The same man who then went behind my back and made 'ass man' Triple X the World champion? Well this was going to be fun work, as I step outside of my cell and walk through the hall of the cells, and then I see the exit to this hall, an old bearded man, almost looks like he'll die if he moves, sitting at a desk as an armored cell door is the exit door. I sign my name, grinning at the officers who are still angry with my insults. Fuck them, they are merely ass kissers who work for an ass kisser for the government. Standing in the lobby of the jail building is Mark himself, the man who I didn't expect to see. I felt like nailing him for his shit after I left his measly company for a better place. He is standing there with his posh purple suit and his cheesy grin. I laugh as we come face to face, and he puts out his hand for me to shake. I respond with my hand, and we shake hands, but I still have a question on my mind, as I sneer at him and is the first person to say a word.

Why did you come here?

I need to talk to you. Also, we haven't talked in about three months! Look, I didn't come here to shout at you or piss you off about what happened Cundiff.

Good, I've had reporters and cops giving me the earful. The authorities system is a shambles and a disgrace.

Well I've had my undeserved speeding tickets a few times.

Isn't that because you drink a few too many Jack Daniels, Mark?

Mark just laughs at my insult, and we walk towards his limo, which is waiting outside. He opens the door for me and I slowly step in, thinking about what the fuck he is doing here. He tells his driver to drive anywhere so he can talk to me, and then sits back, looking at me the whole time as he goes inside his jacket and pulls out a piece of folded paper, and hands it to me, but before I can open it he answers my question.

That is an official UwA contract. Marcel and I have spoken about your position and he stands by his decision to suspend you indefinitely until he reviews the situation. But it also gives you an opportunity to work elsewhere, and he suggested you being active so if be brings you back to TnT you wont have ring rust or anything of the sort. You'll still be able to work your movies, I'll give you all the time you need for that issue.

I slowly pondered the question. Why do I need to go back to the place which I left because I was sick of their low competition? You call Minds Eye a wrestling talent? He is a fool who believes his own shit, basically like Big Boss or Jonny 'I don't know how to shut up' Fly. I know what's going on over there in UwA. World title? Hell no, X Kalibur is a liability to that belt and to his profession. He may as well just quit. He's the most useless pile of crap on this earth. I then also realize that Big Boss has come to UwA, and has reunited with his Terror X buddies. Now there's a man who bores the hell right hell out of you! So what was it going to be? I slowly then made my decision.

Alright. You got it, Mark.

Well all there's left to say is...

Welcome Back?

So it's official, 'The Outlaw' has returned to the UwA while Marcel continues to think what he did was right. I was trying to help the roster slim down by beating up those two disgraces, Shawn No-Show more Time and Jeremy Cundiff. They got everything they deserved but that idiot then thought suspending me would do good. Hey man, welcome to the destruction of TnT! That place wont survive without 'The Outlaw', I assure you.

Rage, oh I've got to say this, it's been wanting to come out for a long time. You have to be the most stupid wrestler in this business. Let me get this straight, going to that cesspool Wales and destroying my past and then beating up my 'brother' was meant to be a message? Ha ha, I know when you use fakes, and I seriously cant care. You know what it is, it's attention seeking! That's right, ever since you got the crap beaten into you, you expect anyone to care? No, but you couldn't let it go. Na, that's not your style. You had to try and get one over me, but you never will, and you couldn't even if your life depended on it. Your just a silly little man trying to play mind games, but you end up looking like a clown. Come to think of it, you are a clown through and through. Are you telling me that they hired you for your skills, or your glossy name? What kind of name is Rage anyhow? Your a pathetic desperate man with nothing to show, so what's the point? Going to my home country doesn't exactly bring in ratings, and with you talking, it definatly turns people off! Just give up, your not even worth my time anymore. Challenge me in UwA, I'm begging you, hell I'll even stake my career on the line. But you will NEVER come close to getting the 1..2..3 and it will be the end of the line for your reign as United States champion. You represent this cesspool of a county where foreigners are bullied into submission, and your trying to get at me by insulting my home town? Your a fucking moron, and a stupid one at that. And watching your ramble about the Kovenant made it all better, because it just goes to show how pathetic you sound every time you cut one of your delightfully distasteful promo's.

I think about Sean Segrada, and his comments to me issued by him in a promo not so long ago made me sick to my stomach. He thinks that he is everything and the best, but what he doesn't know is when 'The Outlaw' returns, the World champion will be in danger, and if it's Sean, all the better. I could crush that fool without breaking a sweat, and I would enjoy every minute of it, watching him squirm for mercy on that mat as the torture would begin. Speaking of torture, I'm looking forward for the man who I will meet, and I will make him beg for his life. Stupid fool, he would never see it coming. Fuck him, he can go crawl in a hole and die for defying me.

The limo slows down and we are outside the arena where Stranglehold will take place, in The Louisiana Superdome in New Orleans, Louisiana. The Wrestling Legend smirks and slowly the limo door opens, and Nicky Mills steps out, fixed on the sight of the arena, as he picks up his bag and slowly walks to the entrance of the arena, as the scene fades to black.