"The Outlaw" turns bad...
The scene opens in a New York hospital, where we see a large doctor's room, filled with objects as "The Outlaw" sits on a small chair, looking glum as the doctor enters the room with a look of happiness and confusion.
Mr. Mills, I told you not to wrestle. You've done some bad damage to your back, and I think it may be a while before it can fully heal.
Fuck that. I'm doing it whether you like it or not.
You will be paralyzed if you take shots like you did yesterday.
Let me put it clear...no. You can say what you like, but I've got an obligation to make, to...
Nicky thinks about what he is about to say, and his eyes widen, as if he realizes something.
To? NOBODY! I wrestled against Vincent for nothing, just for money. Marcel didn't say a good luck, nobody did. What the fuck did I enter TNT for? For the fans?
For the fans??
The doctor nods and walks out of the room, as Mills turns to the camera, in a little smirk.
FUCK THE FANS! They do nothing for me, they may buy my shit, but people do that anyway. I am a Hollywood Superstar, damnit. And the final straw, they stick me in a match against a eighteen year old kid and a guy who calls himself a 'Dragon'. Ha, what competition. Marcel wants to destroy me, he wants to kill "The Outlaw", what a loser. Please, I could get more talent wrestling a wild boar then wrestling two little boys.
Jeremy Cundiff, who the hell is this kid? A reject? A boy who found school was too hard for him, so he packed up and left. He has Travis and Christian train him, and then the little snot ball walks in TNT and joins the Dynasty. Jeremy, you don't know who your messing with. I'm a 'Hollywood King', I'm the guy UWA uses to sell their merchandise. They simply cannot survive without "The Outlaw", hell anything I enter, it becomes famous. Vincent is getting a Eurasian shot, why? ME, I am the reason why he is facing Boss. Just because he threw himself off a table and won the match, that's how they reward such cowardliness? By giving him a shot against Big Boss? How pathetic, but soon, I shall be the TNT Hardcore champion.
Yes, I can see it now, it will be around my waist, glowing as the fans realize my power, that I almost beat Vincent with. I HAD THAT MATCH WON, when that bald cue ball, that nothing, that nobody, Gravedigger, hit me. What a clown, after all, he is a Dynasty member. But then they decide to insult my talent by sticking me in a low-grade match against the two most lowest kind of wrestlers in TNT itself, Jeremy Crapdiff and Not-Ultimate Dragon. A Dragon? A monster? Ha ha, yeah right. Dragons are meant to be feared, but you are not feared, nor will you ever. And it's for a title which I failed to win in a match which I gave to my disgrace of a brother. It will add to my reign of titles, soon to be the Hardcore King of wrestling.
Jeremy, do you remember when you beat Enrique, and you got that rush because the fans loved you? It was a moment, but there will be ANOTHER moment in your career, yes, the moment you had your ass handed to you by the 'Hollywood Superstar', "The Outlaw", The Ruler Of Wrestling. Are you scared, Jeremy? I am a Hardcore Professional, a man who knows how to annihilate his opponents. Jeremy, your too young to be facing a man twice your charisma, twice the better man than you will ever be. Poor Jeremy, he had a great career, that is until, he fought me. I will beat him from pillar to post, and I will show the whole world what a phony he is.
Then we have the most disgraceful person to step inside the ring, Ultimate Dragon. My god, is this a circus or what? You think by giving yourself a dull name that your going to be feared, that everyone is going to like you because you can do flips? You don't even know the meaning of hardcore, boy. I had my back burned by Mindseye, one of the baddest asses in the game, and I WON. Watch the match on video, where I was powerbombed on thumbtacks, that's HARDCORE, not you who does all these crazy moves and wins the match by a fluke. YES, A FLUKE. Seriously, you don't know me and you never ever will. I am the guy which all wrestlers and all kids want to grow up like, I am the best there is, the best there was, and the best there ever fucking will be.
Wait, did I steal Bret Hart? But seriously, you two need to realize who I am. Yes, the man who upset Kevin Cosmos, one of the biggest names im wrestling. He sucks, yes, but at the time he was pretty damn good. Jeremy, you beat Perez in your first match? How pathetic, and to top it all off, you lose to ERIC MASTERSON?! Ha ha ha, the guy is a jobber, a nobody, he ain't an "Outlaw" like me, he aint the best. Jeremy Cundiff, you should learn when you bite more than you can chew. You learnt that in school, right? But let's see, you talked trash to me in UWA, and now you have the opportunity to back it up like you said it would. You said that I wasn't good enough for Main Event, this coming from a little boy who lost mostly all of his matches? And because your scared to lose, you bring in a big giant shit ball, Gavin James. Who the hell is this guy meant to be? A clone of the Big Show? Jeremy, you cannot face facts, but you will next Sunday, you will learn your facts cold and hard, the pain solid truth. That you will never amount to anything, will you?
So what are you going to say then to me? 'Errrrr, I have the Dynasty, so there!' Ha, the only two guys I respect are Fly and Vincent, Mark because he beat me, and Fly because he knows what he's doing. The rest, including you, are nothing but names. Come on, do you actually think Jeremy Cundiff can beat me? That's like a Jay Leno joke, cracks you up every time you hear it. You see Jeremy, you can run, but you cant hide. Next Sunday, you will see your own blood rushing down your forehead, just like poor old Vincent.
Mark, you disappointed me. I thought you were a man to fight me, and what did you do? You leapt off the cage? Your a coward, Mark. You wanted to win the match, and you had a chance to beat me down, but no, you couldn't do that. Screw your respect, your nothing but an annoying pain in the ass, end of story. So what if you beat me, you ran away and leapt off the cage. How pathetic, you told me you would beat me, you didn't beat me, you may have won, but you didn't beat me down, no, you didn't leave me in a pool of my blood, you couldn't handle it so you got yourself a cheap win. How sad, how very sad. No, big big Mark couldn't handle "The Outlaw", so he jumped to safety. Go have fun with Boss and the Dynasty, because I'm going to run right over Cundiff. You must know that sooner or later, the Dynasty will end. It will be stopped once and for all, because you guys think you run this place just because you have an ugly bald man known as Digger as the commish. Oh, he doesn't wrestle anymore, why? He's scared to step in the ring with men better than him, so he hides behind Jonny Fly and the Dynasty. If he were to wrestle again, I would be the first, and I would run right over that cue-ball and kick him around like a damn football. Are you scared Digger? You should be..
And then we come back to Marcel. I know it wasn't Marcel's choice to book me in a lowly match, it was Digger's. Yes, I had Marcel on the phone begging me to stay, and that it was Gravedigger that plotted for my drop to the third or so match. What a fool, but I plan on sticking around and etching my name in stone around here. Dynasty, none of you intimidate me one bit, nor does anyone else.
Rollin 'Mills, I could wipe the floor with you' Thunder pussied out of the challenge I gave him, he is wrasslin with a man who is a nobody around here, Bigg E. Rollin, say your prayers after you face Big E, because I am going to take you up on that challenge and face you pretty soon. Hell, I'll put my Hardcore belt on the line, when I win it from Ultimate Dragon.
Oh yes, soon I will be...
TNT's Hardcore Champion...
Nicky smiles and walks away, as the scene fades to black.