Win, Lose Or Draw?

Win, Lose or Draw.

That's what it all boils down to in sports. Any sport, you will have a winner and a loser. Or they will both be equal.

The thing is, the United Wrestling Alliance, are losers. Not all of them. There are men in that company that bust their ass and don't get what they deserve. Doc Placebo, as much as Mills hates him, is an asset to UwA. Without him, without that 10 Minute Major or that Spitfly, or all the young talent, the UwA would be full of old timers like Minds Eye and that fucking fool Mike Furious.

Please, who wants to see Minds Eye vs. Mike Furious? Nobody.

They're both old timers. Minds Eye has respect, but he loses it every time he comes back to the UwA. He needs to enjoy his retirement.  Mike Furious however, has nothing but a giant mouth and the fact that he keeps showing up and whining. He hasn't even won a world title! Oh, his argument will be that he got screwed.

And yet everyone else, including guys like Rage, won the belt. He is the most useless man to enter wrestling, and he won the WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP! That shows how the United Wrestling Alliance will never succeed while it is headed by Mark Drivlaine. He is the Vince Russo of professional wrestling. The magazine say it, and his own employees say it. He lets bullying occur, he hires useless old men from the ages when UwA was actually a good company, and he treats the young guys like shit.

Mikey Hell is still around, and Drivlaine loves the guy. But he is nothing anymore, just a drunk with an obese creature. Guys like Maniac came back and Nicky Mills, a guy who gave his entire life to wrestling, was shat on once again by Mark Drivlaine. Losing to a loser who quit just after one match after he faced Nicky Mills? The reason why Nicky was given a rematch because the ratings shot up during that match. It was not a classic, but it was something that Nicky could achieve. Maniac was useless, but Nicky wasn't, and he led Maniac through the match.

But Drivlaine refused to let Nicky gain back some credibility for losing to Maniac, and made him lose again. Mark Drivlaine took the Technical Wonder and gave him hell until he left the company. What does that tell you of Mark Drivlaine?

Face it, the UwA is crumbling. As long as Furious is allowed to walk around in main event matches, the UwA will become WCW, and eventually die. And when that happens, Mark will do what he does best, and blame somebody else. He'll blame the people that didn't help the UwA, such as the people that left it for TnT Wrestling, a company that does respect it's talent.

But it will be his own damn fault for being too ignorant.

But moving away from such pathetic things, Nicky Mills will be making his return to the wrestling ring. Yes, after everything he has gone through, he will step back inside that ring. But this is not just some match. This is THE match of matches. The match that two returning superstars will fight each other. Their feud has been remembered as the most intense and greatest feud of both TnT Wrestling and UwA. No other men or women have had such a hatred for each other. Not Wall2k or Mike Furious, but this one really sums up the pay per view. They don't want to see Harrington versus Stonehart. They want to see the ONE match that will finally end everything of their war...

Nicky Mills versus Jeremy Cundiff.

Finally, the two men will settle their scores. Order it, watch it, whatever. This match will not only steal the show, but will steal the entire business for one single night. This, ladies and gentlemen, is the finale.

And there will only be one winner. Win, Lose, Or Draw, the match will be a classic.

Opening back at the Tennessee mansion where we kicked off a few days ago, we go back in the famous Nicky Mills gym, which is possibly just like the Jonny Fly mansion's gym. We can see a figure in the ring chain wrestling with a few men in the ring who are trying to take him down. Fly and Strong are standing ringside watching the wrestling as Nicky is suplexing the men, then one of them charges at him with a bulldog, which takes him down. Strong blows the whistle and Mills stops, as Fly taps the exhausted Nicky on the shoulder.

Kent Strong: Twenty minutes! Your getting it!

Jonny Fly: Yeah, your almost better than me.

Nicky gets to his feet with a giant grin on his face, and pulling out a few dollar bills, gives them to Kent.

'The Outlaw' Nicky Mills: I bet you right here and now that I can beat Jonny for two hundred dollars!

Oh, I like that.

Nicky, dont make me humiliate your bitch ass.

Come on Jonny boy! Show me why your the man!

Jonny turns to Kent and nods, as the two then head to their respective corners. Kent slides in the ring to be the referee.

Alright. You know the rules, gentlemen. Nothing illegal, yack yack yack.

The two men nod and begin laughing, as the two warm up before they meet in the centre of the ring, and meet in a wrestling grapple. The two begin some chain wrestling, attempting to outwrestle each other. The men ringside are cheering them on as Jonny puts Nicky in a headlock, but Nicky grabs the leg of Jonny and turns him onto his back...

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Jonny manages to kick out and hits Nicky with a fishermans suplex...

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Nicky kicks out and grabbing Jonny from behind, puts him in a german suplex and connects, bridging.

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Fly kicks out and the two meet in the centre of the ring, as both men get to their feet. Nicky attempts a short chlothesline, but Jonny goes behind Mills and jumping up, slams him down with a neckbreaker. Jumping onto the top rope, Jonny jumps off with a shooting star press, but Nicky rolls out of the way as Jonny slams down to the mat. Mills then gets to his feet and attempts to lock Fly into a Legends Pain, but Jonny instead catches Mills off guard and rolls him up..

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The men begin clapping for the short match as Jonny laughs and helps Nicky to his feet, then embracing him. Nicky holds out his hand and one of the men ringside throws him a bottle of water. Taking most of the bottle, he pours the rest on his face to cool down.

Sorry Nickster. Two hundred dollars down the drain, huh? I'll pay for lunch with this.

Haha, fuck you, Jonny. Just wait until we're the main event.

I cant wait for that one. You want to eat here, Jonny?

I fancy a KFC or something.

No, you want the Nicky Mills mix.

What's that?

Burger King, McDonalds and KFC.

Huh? You eat that shit and you aint even fat?

Good training, Jonny. I aint like those fat motherfuckers out in that world. Anyway, I can get it taken away, since I'm rich.

Yeah, sure.

I'll take a shower first. You know where the phone is. Just give them money to send it out.

Nicky turns to the men who were watching him and asks them to leave, thanking them for training with him. They nod and they exit the large gym, leaving Nicky, Strong and Fly who also exit the building as the scene slowly fades to black. But as they go through the doors, Nicky's cell phone begins to ring, and Mills tells the men to wait there as he answers his cell phone and holds it to his ear.

Nicky speaking.

The other voice cannot be heard, but Nicky's face calls as he suddenly has an angry look on his face.

They what?! When?!

The voice continues to speak, and Mills is irate as he hangs up the cell phone and turns to Kent and Fly.

Those fucking bastards! They raided my house! THOSE BUNCH OF CUNTS!

What? Who did?

The CIA, that's who! They think because I defended myself against those New York fucking pigs, they can search my house!

For what? Drugs? What the hell are they going to find?

How the hell am I supposed to know?! They came into MY MANSION!

Did they have a search warrant?

Apparently, they did. I'm going to get to the bottom of this!

Nicky storms off as Kent and Fly follow, as the scene slowly fades to complete black.

The scene reopens back into the mansion and Nicky is on his cell phone, with a giant smile on his face. Hanging up, Kent and Fly are seen on the leather sofa, watching the large screen television.

Hanging up, Nicky grins as he addresses his two fellow comrades.

Haha! Stupid CIA! They thought they could sneak in and out to get evidence because they couldn't get a court order. They not only got seen by my security cameras, but my security caught them! How stupid can they get?!

So what's gonna happen?

They didn't find anything. But I'm taking them to court for breaking and entering. And it doesn't help that they are both CIA officers! You see guys, this is what happens when your accused of such petty crimes by men who support George Bush. The two officers are suspended from duty, and I guess they're gonna be punished. Fools.

Yeah. Well, that should help your case against them trying to prosecute you for the cop killings. Such bullshit.

I know. What a world we live in!

Nicky sits on an office desk nearby the sofa's and taking a cigar, lights it up. He offers a cigar to the two men, who politely refuse. Lighting the cigar, he begins taking a puff. The television is showing a recent Rollin Thunder promo, and then Strong and Jonny are shaking their heads. Nicky however, is laughing, and Jonny seeing this, turns his head.

What's so funny?

'The Outlaw' takes another puff of his cigar and rests it in a nearby ashtray, then breathing out the smoke, begins to speak.

Rollin Thunder is a sheep for TnT Wrestling. We are the shepards and the roster are the sheep. We can tell them what to do and they'll do it, even if they don't like it. So all of a sudden, Rollin comes out and blasts me with his insolent words. 'Paper champion' this and 'I am the man' that. It's always been the same words that come out of his mouth about myself. But he forgets that as long as the Dynasty rule the company, he will never be able to manipulate the backstage.

And yet, he and the High Rollers keep up that 'Nicky complained and whined' story. I showed them backstage footage, ACTUAL FOOTAGE, and so they show me their obviously doctored footage. Why were these guys allowed to hold championships when yet they obviously do not have any wrestling ability? Thunder just complains about the slightest thing. And now he's after the World championship. He thinks beating an imbecile like Mike Furious and holding championship belts and fluking them makes him something special in everyone's eyes. He is a sheep, and that's enough. No matter how many words he uses to defend himself, or ways to show his 'championship' successes, he only got them because Marcel, the idiot, thought he was good for business.

See, that's the wrestling business. How can guys like Mike Wilson suddenly appear and demand a World title shot? Wait, if I just 'respect' everybody, then I'll get myself a title shot.

Nicky puts on a whiney little voice and begins to impersonate Mike Wilson.

I respect Reed Harrington. We would be the main event. Give me a world title shot, please!

Both men laugh at this as Nicky laughs himself, and then staring at the camera, continues to speak.

You make me sick, you ignorant fuck. Do you realise that I, 'The Outlaw', was the number one contender? I lost out at that chance because the CIA decided to frame me for terrorist crimes. You, on the other hand, have weaselled in as a result. You want your shot? Then come and get it, bitch. Because I am the man who was robbed as a result of a fluke. Reed Harrington is a joke, and will be for the rest of his life, no matter what. The man right here should still be the champion, but Harrington wanted it either way. You havent proved yourself except respect Reed, which is a sin, because as long as this world is around, Harrington will never get respect. Not from me, not from TnT, and not from the Dynasty. The only people that respect him are his bitches. See me right here Wilson? I have everything. Money, respect, and my wrestling ability. You have nothing.

Let me tell everybody something. There is a name that Jonny Fly and myself have in wrestling.

The Godfathers of Professional Wrestling.

Why, do you ask? If you people know your Mafia, the Godfather is a term for respect. It means that the man has power and dignity, and everyone comes to them when they have problems. We are the men that make our business the best. Without us, you may as well shut down TnT, because it would be the sinking ship. Please, do you think Rollin Thunder could represent a company? Reed Harrington? Nope. That would be like Reed Harrington growing some balls. WOULD NEVER HAPPEN! Put me and Fly in the main event, and it would be the most anticipated match since...forever. We'd tear the house down. We'd be the talk for weeks and months. We're both amazing wrestlers, and that would be a dream match. Unlike some of the main events with certain people such as our High Rollers.

So we move on, ladies and gentlemen, to the reason why I have asked a camera to be here. As some of you already know, I was involved in an incident where I was almost killed. I was framed by the CIA for terrorist incidents, and they came after me all guns blazing. I had no choice but to defend myself. As I was leaving the country, my plane was shot down by my brother's hitmen. I was stabbed in the leg, and lost so much blood I was about to die. Thanks to the medics and thanks to the police response time, I survived the incident. Now, I prepare for the biggest match of my life, and your all asking 'Are you ready?'

And my answer to that is, Yes. Jeremy Cundiff is a man who I have a very detailed past. A feud that tops Sparky Anderson versus Wall2k, Furious vs Wall2k, whatever the hell feuds there are. This man and I have been in some of the most damn right brutal matches the world has ever seen. It always stole the show! Our first matchup was in TnT, where we faced off against Ultimate Dragon. Cundiff won that one, and we kicked the hell out of each other. Then I took out his cousin with a steel chair and he went insane. I finished the job in the hospital, but the authorities tried pinning that assault on me. They failed, because there was insufficient evidence to suggest it was a 'real' incident. Me and Cundiff faced off in a ladder match, still respected as one of the greatest TnT has ever witnessed, and just by a few seconds, did Jeremy win. But I managed to get in a few shots with a kendo stick, ending any meaning of a celebration.

After that, we faced off in a four way for the World championship. After the match, I attacked him with a shovel, insane with everything. A moment of madness, people might call it. I gave Cundiff a very nasty concussion and took him out. He came back all guns blazing, and shoved a goddamn pistol in my face for me banging his girl. Mind games, you see. I was always the master of them. So the supposed final confrontation was decided. Two out of three falls. And it was a match nobody will ever forget. We beat each other so badly that I almost reinjured my back, which as some of you know, was a result of my triple cage with Minds Eye. THAT, was supposed to be the final confrontation, decided by Kent Strong.

But now, now they have placed us one on one once again. A wrestling contest. Now people say to me 'He's beaten you time and time again'. I say 'Well, maybe it's time I ended the losing streak.' I always outsmarted Cundiff, but in the matches, it was never that. He beat me fair and square every time. But now, this is where it all ends. This is the finale which will end all feuds. I promise you, this will be the VERY LAST time I face Jeremy Cundiff, because it's time we ended our little bitter feud. It's gone on far too long. This isn't about hatred anymore, this is about respect. RESPECT! Something a few guys in this business should learn to get some.  However, I wish the last statement was true, that it was about respect. It is, and it isn't. We have a feud that must end. The winner will be the winner, plain and simple. We're going to steal the show, I promise. This is the match all wrestling marks have wanted since we had our finale where we beat the shit out of each other.

And so as to Jeremy's proposal, I say....

Nicky takes a giant puff of his cigar and looks at the two men, who are watching him, waiting for an answer.

Yes.

Why? Because when this is over, Jeremy will have my respect. And any man who has my respect deserves to team up with me. So this, ladies and gentlemen, will be the end of everything. All I can say to you Jeremy, right here and right now...

Good luck. Your going to need it, especially in my type of match. Your going to shake my hand after the match. That's all I have to say for now. Thank you for all the support I have had from my fans and from the general public. Your reward will be November Chronicles show stealer. Nicky Mills versus Jeremy Cundiff. The match of the century.

The match to end all bitter rivalries.

Jonny Fly and Kent Strong have a look of shock from what they have heard from Nicky Mills. Is he finally respecting his fans? The answer is not answered however, as the scene slowly fades to black.