The path of Revolution continues...

Revolution has formed! Yes, the day of reckoning has begun. This is no Dynasty joke, this is real Hate, and just like Sunday, we will destroy anything that stands in our paths. Be ready, for it has begun.

The scene opens on a TnT House Show, where we see a normal match between two guys trying to get a job, and at the end after a cover, the fans stand up and cheer for this match, but their cheers die down as the lights blacken out, and F*ck Off by Kid Rock and Eminem plays over the sound system. The fans are pro Unbreakable fans, and all hell is breaking lose as things are being thrown into the ring, as 'The Outlaw' Nicky Mills walks out to a shocking wave of hate. People trying to get over and attack, and chairs and anything loose being thrown. Kevin Cosmos joins him as the two walk slowly into the ring, with wads of spit being launched and vulgar shouts of hate. Mills enters the ring and asks for a microphone, as a loud chant of 'FUCK YOU ASSHOLE' is heard all over. Mills is completely calm, and is smirking at the reaction he is getting, as he puts the microphone up to his mouth.

Yeah, I get this all the time. America's bullshit rule, oppose and die. You people hate me as much as I hate you. Your all pawns being used, but your motto is 'I'm fat, unemployed, but I don't give a fuck!'. I'm your only royalty, and you show me disrespect? Well fuck you too, because I expect this sort of behavior from a bunch of rednecks.

First of all, Rage. Oh the phony World champion, the man who begged and pleaded for title shots worse than Rollin Thunder. Oh no, who am I kidding? This guy is a pure rookie. Who cares about you being a former champion? Nobody! Your a piece of shit, and you'll fall like one. Listen up son, this is TnT, where Revolution controls it all, and your just another guy following marching orders. I saw you on UwA television, walking around like your a big shot. You've sent that company to hell, and if you try anything, I will send you to the local hospital, so be very careful what you do around here.

But I came out here for a few reasons. You know, I've had so many guys approach me and ask 'What happened to the Mills I knew?' You know, the one who lost not only to pathetic losers like Joe Seward, and even to Jonny Fly! But everyone wants to see me come back as the loser that used to know. All of my past was a joke, a huge lie. I never lost my brother, and it was me who took those beatings and got my ass kicked. You all want to see me oppose Segrada as the old Mills, well fuck you! I'm 'The Outlaw', the new generation of superstars, the best movie star to grace the world, and most of all, the fucking greatest wrestler of all time. Nah, bullshit Ric Flair is better, a wrinkled old man in tights. If I wanted to see that, I'd go watch Hulk Hogan. They are all fads, but I'm the real thing! You people shat on the old Mills, the one who tried to give you everything, but you threw it away. You are the scum of the world, while Revolution are the people who you despise. You don't like us? Do we care? No. So save your whining for someone else.

Big Boss, Big Boss, oh wow the 'living martyr', the man who not only has the ugliest face of mankind, but has a new motto which is stale, so very stale. Boss, there's one thing you will never learn, you'll always be the nobody. These fans, and us, we will never take you seriously. And I'll prove that Mayhem, because all bets are off, and it's do or die. You see, your not a threat to me, Sean, or anybody else. Go back and play with Staylor, and go away, please. Your making me sick with this whole situation, but not only will I mentally crush you, I will physically crush you too, and you'll be a forgotten man once I'm through with you. You have nothing, not the truth, it's all false bullshit, false promises, like a Rollin Thunder promo, your full of them. I mean, are you trying to fool us? Shaving your head and going 'mnph' every time you finish a line? Oh please! Your kidding me, right? The man we all know, the former pimp, is now a lunatic running out of gas? Jesus, I've seen worse off Minds Eye, and he's a joke. Mark Sellers as his partner? It's a joke in itself. Boss, there's one thing you have certainly accomplished in your 'little truth' and that's your a fool, an idiot, a not very intimidating lunatic, I could go on Boss, but it would end up more stupider than a State of America speech. Please, your not an opponent, your a liability, and you'll pull out all the stops to end 'The Outlaw'. Try Boss try, you wont get far, I'll be right there to kick you back where you belong, being a nobody pimp.

The shouts of 'FUCK YOU MILLS' are being heard all around the arena, but Nicky merely smiles and waits as the reaction gets louder and louder, as a few fans start to throw their beer cans and their chairs at 'The Outlaw', but it merely brings a smirk upon his face, as he continues.

Now everybody wants to see Revolution end, everybody hates us bad enough. Sorry to burst your bubble, but this is a test to prove ourselves. Sean and I may be partners, but we're competitors also, and whether it's against ourselves, against someone of you people's caliber, whatever, we fight and wrestle. You hate us bad enough, but I guess the hate will continue. You people don't know the true meaning of hate, you think it's when someone throws a punch and cries 'I hate you!', when a girl gets dumped and she says 'I hate you!', you people are so pathetic. It's nothing like that. Hate is when you despise someone so badly, someone so pathetic, that you want to see them die, see them wither away in front of you, but it's worse than that. Sean knows it, Cosmos here knows it, and you fucking pigs will realize it when Revolution is kicked off. We will annihilate all that stand in our way, whether it's Dante, 10 Minute Major, Jonny Fly, anybody that tries to oppose us. Gavin James has been the first victim, and Jeremy, you too will be the destruction victim of what I have personally done to you. Rollin Thunder too is a victim of our destruction. Your heroes are dying before your very eyes, that all hope is lost, except Jeremy Cundiff, the man who holds my belt, the man who walks about being proud of himself. You people are seeing the beginning of the end for your precious heroes, and soon, all will change.

But Sean, don't think that I'm going to be holding back, that I'm going to go easy on you, that this is just another match, because me, you and Boss are fighting for just another win. But no, this means more, because I will be at the limit, fighting two guys, and not showing mercy. You two better not show up thinking this will be a walk in the park, because all friendships are off in this match. No, there will be no friendships during this match, because I'm only looking out for one person, myself. You see, Sean also knows I will not hold back, and that I will be both Boss and Segrada, and that this match is every man for himself. But Revolution will not end, no it's only just begun. This is just a test to see who can hold their own, but Boss, your in a world of pain come Sunday. I'm going to fuck you up for what you did to me, and I just held it in, but now, your facing 'The Outlaw', a man you have never faced before, and Boss, that's bad news for you. Your being awfully cocky though Sean, but hell, we're alike in a lot of ways. But still, I'm going to enjoy stepping into the ring with you one more time. No fake promises Sean, no trash talk, just a simple 'Good Luck', because your going to need it! I mean, you were wrong about a few things, 'The Outlaw' is the most hated man in the world, and Sean, you can say I wont be remembered. Never forget the most hateful motherfucker ever to be in professional wrestling, and Sean, you've got to back those words up against me, so here's a last few words to you, DON'T LET ME DOWN!

But Boss, you don't stand a chance. Your a man who has lost all hope in this world of our's, and your just looking for excuses, with your b..b..u..d..d...y K..K..ev..v..in S..S..t..t..aylor, the stuttering little bitch. Go ahead, bring them all Boss, I'll send you back pimping in Vegas, with Mini Boss and you can see how people will forget you. Bring your truth, bring your Staylor, bring the whole fucking thing! But I assure you it will be for nothing, because I will make your very worse nightmares very true, to become nothing but an American citizen, become a disgusting foul mouthed pig, a slut, a prostitute, someone who has dirty yellow teeth, someone who's vocabulary is 'suck', 'ass', and 'beer', somebody who has no moral, just to live life. but rest assure, I'm going to fuck you up, and show you what the real 'truth' is all about. Pain, misery, sorrow, sadness, all of the bad things will happen to you, and when you look back at your career, you will remember that I ended your bullshit truth, I showed the whole world what a pathetic fad you are, and that you just became an Revolution victim.

The End has begun for you, Big Boss! NAAAAHHHHHH, you'll be saying that when I end you, end that career, and watch as you bleed and cry a river.

And Sean...

Let's see whatcha really got.

Mills drops the microphone, and smirks at the fans, who are beside themselves with rage. Nicky climbs out of the ring, Cosmos following, as the two look on the ramp, and walk to the back, as the scene fades to black.