Return Of The Cabana pt. 2

The scene opens up outside of the arena, were the XwF house show was being taped when The Masked Cabana was manually escorted out of the ring by members of the HighRidge Hill's mental facility security team. Around the corner of the parking garage were the cameraman is standing, a white van screams through the corner, stopping only 3 feet from the cameraman. A loud noise screams from behind, as XwF reporter Mark Burnman turns around with the cameraman, to find the hospital guards carrying out The Masked Cabana,,,,

Mark- Cabana! Cabana! Hey guys… Can I ask him some questions?

The guards hold him tight, as The Masked Cabana turns towards Mark.

ThE MaSked CaBana- So… What do you want… Company boy?

Mark looks nervous, as The Masked Cabana stares him in his eyes with the look of mass disgust.

Mark- Who are you Cabana? Why are you after the XwF staff???

The Masked Cabana's eyes turn wide, as he begins to smile.

ThE MaSked CaBanA- Who am I??? Ha! Who am I??? Why would I reveal too you who I am? Why would I tell some “Yes-Sir” jerk who the hell I am??? Huh?... I have an idea! If you can take this mask off of my head squirt… Than I guess you would find out. But since your about too piss on yourself… Well… I'll take that as a “I wouldn't dare try it”..

Mark begins to sweat like a sudden shower had appeared…

Mark- Look I just..

ThE MaSked CaBanA- You just what??? You just wanted too annoy me for fun? You just wanted too come face to face with this monster, too embarrass him, with all these guards holding me back? What!? You thought this might be the great opportunity? Too establish the fact that your better than me? Because you haven't had too suffer through all the mental attacks, and panic attacks? Because my boss screwed me, I have too go through the same treatment of needles everyday? I built the XwF! I was the one who had come inside, and showed the world that a hard working, ordinary guy can live out their dream of becoming the XwF Universal champion. Look at the way, that this federation is ran… Dominator? Who the hell is Dominator? Back in my days, a guy like him would be punished buy pure “flaming” torture… I would take him into my dungeon of fire, and make him bleed from the flames… Just because I felt this fed belong too me! Not because of the money! Not because of the fame it had brought me! When I was told that “This great match will get us ratings! Who cares if ya die!... Do it!”… I damn well did it, because of one thing… I was loyal. I was the dirty yellow dog who risk his life to make this federation great. Not only was I screwed out of my title, I was screwed out of my career itself, and my FAMILY!.

Mark looks on in horror, as The Masked CaBanA begins to breath heavily, with total rage in his eyes…

ThE MaSked CaBanA- My own five year old daughter looks at me in shame. She knows that her father has been in a mental institution. She has seen her father on television, time in, and time out on local, and network news shows. On “60 Minutes”, they aired me as “The professional wrestler gone psycho”, and shower over, and over the times that the XwF had me put women through table. They showed me put another mans head through a car windshield, and I through another man off the stage, into a barbed wire pit, were later he had a serve concussion, and his career ended. .. I was a joke, I was the infamous joke of the whole XwF staff… Because I was loyal… I was their machine.

Mark wipes the sweat off of his head, while The Masked Cabana looks downwards…

Mark- But at Anarchy, you have a match for the Hart championship number one contender slot. How do you feel about that match, if I may ask?

The Masked CaBanA looks back towards Mark…

ThE MaSked CaBanA- Ha… And I called myself a joke? The Hart championship? What the hell do they think? That I am a newb… Yeah… Haha… On second thought.. About that match. I will fight for that contenders spot, and I will when that spot. Right now, I will take every title that comes my way… That what too see if I can make some type of impact from the start? Go ahead! Watch me! Watch the destruction I can cause when I am doing it on my own… That's right… On my OWN!... I am not going to do what the XwF company wants me to do, I will cause my own level of chaos, on my own terms. What ever happens here on out will be what I wanted to do. Okay, you want me to take Enforcer, Renegade, Antonio Banderas, or anyone else, and inflict my pain on them? Good! That's all I need. You keep feeding my this raw meat, and you will turn this dog into a true sadistic bastard. Whether you like it, or not? It will defiantly be my pleasure to relieve some long time stress. And when I am done with them, I will personally take a piece of skin from their heads, and I will eat it in the middle of the ring… You want ratings Dominator??? You put me on the show, and you'll get them… But when the time comes, you put all the destruction I will cause on them, and times that by one thousand… That is what will become of you...

And on a more personal note.. Kid Monkey... Ha! You want to come out, and say I was the rip ofF? ... Ha! I would go there myself, with the "Kid Money" thing, but I would just have too much fun with that.. Hehe... For instance Kid Rock? That was a great one. Than from Kid Rock, it went to NWA:TNA wrestler Kid Cash... Then in the XwF, we have another "Kid" of our own. Mr. Kid Money? Ha.. Now for say that I was too rip off me a name, or something... I sure would be smart enough too stay away from the "Kiddy Gimmick", because hey company boy! Everyone is doing it... Join the trend! Did you know that there are now over 40 "Kid" names in professional wrestling today? Ha... I would never bring up such a thing like that. I am too professional. But let's get one thing straight boy. You will never defeat a guy like me. Not on your best day. And when I do the most disgusting thing ever seen during televised program, by eating a piece of bleeding flesh... It just may be yours. So keep on bringing me to a more intense level... What happens too you, will be your own damn fault...

Guard- Alright! Get him outta here!

The guards start too carrying of The Masked Cabana, as Mark watches on, still wiping the sweat from his face. One must now wonder what we will see out of The Masked Cabana when Anarchy comes. Viewers discretion may be advised. Fade to logo...