Nicky Mills vs. Rollin Thunder

The Final Confrontation Part I

What drives a man to insanity?

What drive a man over the edge?

Is it the constant destruction of his personality, or the surroundings that fail to please him?

Or is it that voice in your head that drives you to the brink of madness?

Nicky Mills was driven over the edge, where he did something that was questionable, and that was kidnap Erica, Rollin Thunder's wife.

Worse than hitting her, or even threatening her. He physically kidnapped her and threatened her with her life, something that 'The Outlaw' Nicky Mills would never do.

Was it a mindgame? Only the time will tell as Nicky Mills will answer the question that many people have wanted to ask ever since the terrifying ordeal: Why?'

Why? Why do something that threatens another life? Why put a woman's life in danger just to terrify Rollin Thunder?

Our questions are about to be answered.

EFW! EFW! EFW!

With the chanting getting louder and louder, the scene then opens to footage of the old federation known as EFW, as we see such superstars as Sparky Anderson, Wall2k, Travis and Christian Williams, Triple X and finally Rollin Thunder. As the scenes of them finally zoom out, a voice is heard in the background.

Jesus. This shit is fucking pathetic.

Switching off the footage, The Hollywood Icon and the Wrestling Legend is lying on his couch, as 'The Outlaw' Nicky Mills turns away from the television, as his cell phone begins to ring, and the self proclaimed legend picks it up, smiling as he speaks into the phone.

Christ, now is not a good time to be bothered.

The camera manages to hear the other side of the conversation, as a low pitched voice begins to speak in response to Mills's outburt.

You have an interview in fifteen minutes.

TnT?

Yes. Cole Matthews is here to interview you regarding your EFW Rules match with Rollin Thunder.

Alright, I'll be down in a few seconds. Just let me change, for fuck sakes.

Flipping the cell phone down, he walks away from the camera as the scene slowly begins to fades to black.

Hello, and welcome to TnT! I'm Cole Matthews, and sitting here in his Californian home is The Hollywood Icon and the Wrestling Legend, who is in a whirlwind of controversy regarding what happened on Mayhem. Now considering the fact that this Sunday, you step in the ring with the man who's wife you abducted and tortured. Your lucky the authorities are not pursuing it due to Rollin Thunder's persistence to settle the score with you at May Mutilation.

EFW Rules. Why did you ask for such a brutal match, and why take the means to kidnap Erica and humiliate her in front of the entire world?

Spare me this shit, Cole. I don't have time to sit here and have you try make me feel sorry for my actions. My actions were justified.

Justified? Kidnapping a woman and threatening her life is justified?

Did I ask you to speak? No? Then shut the fuck up and let me talk.

Last week, I snapped. I will admit that I was pushed over the edge regarding what happened with Rollin Thunder. First time, it was him costing me my match with Krisis, who I had beat anyway, and then it was him costing me my match with DaDeadman. But the final straw came when he superkicked me again. Do you know how it feels to be humiliated three times in a row? And by someone who is a complete moron? It hurts Cole, for someone like him to get the upper hand.

And then I cost him. And took his wife. He changed from the cocky son of a bitch, to a whining crybaby who got desperate, such as begging for his wife's return. His wife is the poison to Derek, and without her, he turns into the real him. With her, he is this persona known as 'Rollin Thunder'. It makes me sick thinking how he got the upper hand on someone with more talent and charisma than himself. I failed myself, but then I got myself back on track. He believes I was the one who made it personal, and he's right, I did, because he is a disgrace of a person. He lets everyone down, and then brags of winning a World title off a disgraced Sean Segrada. Now let's remember the fact that me and Sean put on one of the best bouts TnT has ever witnessed, and then look at what happened to Segrada. He knew his luck was about to run out, and he knew his body was playing up on him. YOU ALMOST LOST! To a beaten and worthless champion. I faced Sean at his prime, and lost fairly, so you have nothing to brag about your victory as champion.

And what a pathetic champion you were. And what a pathetic wrestler you are. Do you know the reason why Mark Vincent and all of us look down on you? Because your a loser, and you just happen to be an EFW reject. Living in the past, because I know your dying to relive the dream, because now your losing match after match and attempting to win. You disgust me, you really do. I've already beaten you Rollin, so what makes you think I am dying for this victory? To prove to you that you cannot beat the Hollywood Icon and the Wrestling Legend. You cant beat 'The Outlaw'. And now you threaten me with EFW brutality? Spare me the bullshit, someone of my caliber does not deserve your trashtalk. Your right, I did go too far, I did mess with your wife, but I did it for revenge.

Revenge is a dish best served cold. Rollin Thunder, I will finally end EFW and I will finally put an end to YOU! I'm sick of every night, you coming out and decaying the world with your shit, spreading your American ways onto other human beings. Fuck you! You will never beat me, and I'm sure of it, because the fact remains Thunder, that I know you like the back of my hand. Wanting to impress the crowd because they don't shit on you, but the other wrestlers do. Your like the reject in the classroom, nobody likes him except for a few friends, and he's bullied each day, and he wishes that someone could help him. No, it is not Jeremy Cundiff, it is you, Rollin Thunder. Nobody respects you here, and nobody will ever appreciate you. They fucking hate you, and you use that pathetic image to try get yourself noticed. Fact is, you will never be the top man. Not Ever. Even in EFW, you didn't even reach the top. The only reason you got close was because of the fact you annoyed everyone with your constant whinings of wanting to be the champion, and people got sick of it.

Listen to yourself! Heart, Desire? The only thing EFW did was make home for losers trying to get a break in the wrestling business, and they had to put each other through tables and hit each other with chairs. I'm a technical wrestler Rollin, but I'm also a sick motherfucker, and I'm alright with that. EFW housed some of the most pathetic persons in the company, such as T Money, Sparky Anderson, a man who made himself famous by trying to copy Mick Foley, and then we come to Wall2k, who is just the most idiotic person I have ever met. But wait a second Rollin, your the most stupidest person I've ever met, so that means everyone who even was in that company came out of it a total loser. I'm sick of all this EFW talk that you talk about, so I am putting it to rest. R.I.P EFW, because this Sunday night, I will lay you and I will lay that disgrace of a federation to die!

I'm not afraid of the brutality. Ever watch my triple cage match with Minds Eye? He's one of the most deranged guys ever, but I beat him, and I'm still here, still 'The Outlaw', and still the greatest legend to hit the wrestling business. I will continue to dominate Hollywood and professional Wrestling, and not even an 'EFW Rules' match will stop that from happening. I have nothing to lose, while you have everything to gain. If you lose, it will prove my point that EFW was a disgrace of a company, and not even it's living loyal wrestler could protect it's honor. I'm not an fool Rollin. There's going to be bloodshed, there's going to be screams of pain, but the most will come from you, my pathetic EFW reject. The fact remains that I am better than you, and when I prove this very Sunday night that no matter what C4's explode, what tables are broken, either I will make you cry 'I quit!' when I lock in that Legends Pain on your pathetic unmoving body, or I will make you stare up at the lights for that one...two...three. Got a problem with that? Too bad, it's going to happen.

First of all, you can speak about the sick and dangerous things that will be in this match, but it wont affect me, Rollin, you know better than that. Fear? I know nothing of the word. The only fear I have for you is when I finally beat you, and the paramedics carry you away, and your son will cry for his daddy, and your pathetic slut of a wife will cry because SHE KNEW, that this would happen. And when your son grows up, and he asks the reason why his father believed he would survive to beat me, and then later in the night, he screamed and begged for his life, and then died just so he could beat me, I'll personally tell him "Well, that's life, and your father happened to be a complete fool." You think you'll kill me? You couldn't even protect your wife, so what makes you think that you would come close to ending my life, hm?

I suggest that everyone orders TnT May Mutilation, because it is a historic night. Order it on Pay Per View, you know it's worth your money, but dont watch with the simple fact that you want to see The Hollywood Icon and the Wrestling Legend get beaten up by 'The Impact Player' Rollin Thunder. I suggest you watch the match for you to witness, live on pay per view, the demise of the EFW and it's hero, Rollin Thunder. Sunday will change your lives, for the fact that as of that night, you will never see him participate in a wrestling ring again, while I live on! I live to still be the greatest wrestler alive, and I will be known as the man who ended the most cheapest and most stupid company on the planet, and the man who finally laid to rest Rollin Thunder. Blood will not stop me, pain will not stop me, what will stop me is the end of the match, when I am declared the winner. It's very simple, it will be YOU who will end up in the casket, and it will be your funeral in a weeks time, played live on television, while I gloat over the fact that I ended your career, just like I ended Gavin James'. I will live to tell the tale, while you will die to benefit The Hollywood Icon and the Wrestling Legend, 'The Outlaw' Nicky Mills. The clock is ticking, and your time on earth is slowly counting down. If I were you, I would take the time you have as a complete being to spend time with your son, because he will be orphaned, and your wife will be widowed.

Now get the fuck out of here, I have some training to do.

The Hollywood Icon and the Wrestling Legend turns away from the camera and slowly walks out of it's sight, as the scene slowly fades to the TnT logo.