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Carter walks through the downtown area of an unknown city. He's wearing a pair of black Jnco jeans, black combat boots, a black t-shirt with red letters that reads, "Perfection" on the front. He is holding his baseball bat in his left hand as he continues to walk down the sidewalk. It seems to be the early afternoon, but there is no one walking or driving for that matter. The city seems to be barren, except for a few cars parked on the side of the road. Carter takes a good look around but his expressions seem to give the feel that this is normal. He walks to the corner and looks both ways. He stands there conemplating where he will go, or at least trying to remember where it was that he was going. He takes a left and continues to walk down the street. Carter comes upon an empty warehouse, pulls a paper from his pocket, and gives himself a nod. Carter opens the creaking, metal door and enters. Inside is damp, very dark, and echoing each footstep that Carter takes. Steve places a hand on the wall beside him and feels for a switch. He finds one and flips it on. What he finds is a room filled with training equipment, camera equipment, and an empty wrestling ring. Carter nods in approval and walks into the room. He pulls a cell phone out from his pocket, dials a few numbers and lets it ring. The person on the other end picks up but his voice cannot be heard.
Carter- Hello?
Carter- Hey man, it's Steve!
Carter- Yea, I found the perfect place, pardon the pun.
Carter- Yup, ring, training equipment, camera equipment.
Carter- No, I haven't scoped the whole place out yet. I just got here.
Carter- Upstairs? There's an upstairs?
Carter looks around and sees a flight of stairs
Carter- Yea, I see the stairs. I'll check it out too.
Carter- Well, I'm thinking this place could be ready in about a week or so. After Saturday I'm hoping to make this permenant. I think this will be a good place to set everything up.
Carter- Of course there is room for more than us. I say we could get about 5 or 6 people living here.
Carter- Living, I hope upstairs is big enough.
Carter walks up the the ring and gives the ropes a good tug. He continues to listen to the person on the other end. Carter fiddles with the training equipment and with the camera equipment. He flicks a few switches and one of the cameras begins to roll. Carter backs up and angles himself out, posing and flaunting. He turns the camera off and walks to the stairs.
Carter- You know, I don't know why anyone would leave all of this stuff here. As a matter of fact, I was wondering where the hell everyone in this city went, it's like a ghost town.
Carter- No sh*t? You're telling me that everyone is on vacation?
Carter- That's really hard to believe.
Carter makes his way up the steps and to the top floor. He looks around and sees a few boxes in a small room. A door at the far end seems to be open a bit. Carter walks and opens it. The inside has been turned into a full kitchen/dining room type deal. Carter looks pleased by this and continues to walk down the hallway made on the side. He opens a few doors that lead into smaller rooms and two bathrooms.
Carter- Sh*t man, they've made this place into an actuall house up here.
Carter- Yea, you, me, Sherri, and like 3 other people.
Carter- Of course we still have to get 3 other people.
Carter- I'm working on it. I've got plenty of time. Plus, what good are you doing just sitting there?
Carter- No, it's not ready yet. It will be soon. Just let me win the belt and we can talk about it.
Carter- Yea, I'll talk to you later man.
Carter hangs up the phone and puts it back into his pocket. He continues to examine the upstairs, playing with switches and faucets, all seeming to work still. Carter hears and banging coming from downstairs and heads for the steps. Carter makes his way down slowly and looks towards the door. It is still shut, but someone is banging on it. Carter walks to it and creaks it open. A woman stands there wearing a red business suit and a pair of pumps. She holds a pad and pen in her hands and she takes a step into the door. Carter's brow furrows as he watches this woman make her way into what seemed to be an unknown location. Carter shakes his head and begins to question the lady.
Carter- How did you get here?
Woman- I drove, how else was I supposed to get here?
Carter- How did you know where this place was?
Woman- I followed you, like I was told.
Carter- Told by who?
Woman- Um...I forgot his name already. He told me to tell you that he's coming soon.
Carter- Oh...I gotcha. That dirty bastard.
Woman- Well...shall we get started?
Carter- Started with what...I don't even know you.
Woman- My name is Sara.
Carter- Sara? Do I know you Sara?
Sara- Yes actually. Or...well...you should. I work for the AW. I'm an interviewer.
Carter- I see.
Carter walks over to the working piece of camera equipment and presents it to Sara. She approves and he sets it up for her. Sara finds a mic lying on the ground, dusts it off, and decides to use it. They set everything up and Carter begins to roll the camera. He takes his spot in front of it and they begin.
Sara- Ok. Well. Where to start? Yes. Steve Carter, what brings you to the AW?
Carter- In all fairness, I think we can skip ahead and cut the crap. Just ask anything that you guys don't know already.
Sara- Ok...then. What are your opinions on the men that share a place in the rosters with you?
Carter- Well...where do I begin? Ok...let's see. First, there's Michael Merlin, we all know how I feel about that reject. Hold on...he might accuse me of something else this time. What could it be? Is he going to babble on about how he gave me the inspiration to want to win the title? Or that he was my long lost uncle and he raised me as a child? I think he should stick to helping old ladies cross the street...it's more of his field. Next, we have James Weck....hmm...he doesn't seem to like my "mindless babbling" and he takes an interst in Mr. Wizard....well then...case closed. I think he's just jealous because I'm going to have a belt he can't have. James...if you want to beat my ass so badly...we can schedule you in line with everyone else who does. I'm sure they can fit you in somewhere. I have a long list of people's asses that I have to kick so you're just going to have to wait. Now...moving on to Chase Maxim...he's a very funny guy...he keeps me watching. I see a good career in the AW for that guy. Johnny Havok, he's a friend of mine...we've crossed paths time and again...and here we are again. We're not allies...we're not enemies. Simple as that. Rey Bust...um...ey? Yea..that guy...and then there's Press and Flaming Youth...they'll be a tag team to watch for. Then there's Snappy Joe...Snap..Snappy Joe! Right...Let's move on to Nu-Blood and Takuboku Muro....with the spoons and forks and crap. I don't really seem to find it amusing. Then we've got a self proclaimed legacy...an Outsider, Hall or Nash? A Storm...any relation to Lance? And a Deuce....let's see how well he kicks the crap out of Merlin. Then we have the guy who's yet to be heard from...Eric Walsh. Well...wherever he is...it better be training to fight the "Slick One" on Saturday night. If not...then the fans are going to witness a nice one sided asskicking match. I personally have no problem with it...but I'd like my competition to put up a little fight. It's all I ask. Well...after I beat him I get to see the long list of contenders grow. Everyone wants a piece of the belt and no one wants to wait. Well...these are a group of individuals that are going to have to learn that I'm just Perfect!
Sara- Well then...many interesting opinions. Now...you've spoken about your match on Saturday and about all those who have spoken about you. What about this? What is all this for?
Carter- This place...it's the start of something big. Everyone is going to find out soon enough. Let's just say we're going to be encountering the "Perfect" conditions.
Sara- Right...whatever that means. Now...what is it that makes you think you're so "Perfect"?
Carter- I am perfect because that's what I am. I have proven it everywhere and I'm going to prove it here. I'm am, without a doubt, the best damm wrestler to set foot on the face of the earth.
Sara- Funny...really. It's kinda cute actually. Now...how about giving us some plans for the future? What are you going to do after Saturday?
Carter- I'm just going to sit back and watch the people come to me.
Sara- That's fine I guess. Well..I've got to get going. This place is creeping me out.
Carter- Well then...you do that. And stop back anytime...I'll remember you.
Carter gives her a cheap wink as she makes off to the door. She creaks it open and walks out, slamming it behind her. Carter nods to himself and flicks the camera off. He then looks around and shrugs. Carter begins to arange things as the camera slowely pans away and fades to black./End Scene/
