(The scene fades up to a shot of Krook in his living room. He looks upset despite his win over Stalker last night at the biggest pay per view of XWC yet. As the camera pans down we see under the footrest that Krook has his feet propped on, the lion suit that he had worn for almost two days straight spread out like a rug on the floor. Krook is wearing a white beater, some Tommy Hilfiger jeans, a pair of LUGZ boots, and a black do-rag. His muscles bulge out of his massive form. The camera then pans around Krook to a shot behind his seat where he is sitting and we see what Krook has his eyes fixed on. On a table about ten feet away from Krook there is a picture of Shamica and him snuggling up to him. In the background of the picture, there is a beautiful sunset. Krook stares at the picture with a look of intensity on his face yet remaining motionless. Suddenly he gets up real quickly and walks over to the wall and pounds on the wall with his fist. Then he looks at the camera with an extreme look of anger and hate unlike that he has ever shown before)
Krook: Stalker...you truly are the Craziest Son of a B*tch in this buisness...You must be...to take my girlfriend away from me...Stalker, you will pay dearly...I spent two days in a cave waiting what you were up to...I had a feeling you would do something like that...After all, you are fresh and want to get your name in this buisness, so what better way to be known than to kidnap my girl. Is that your twisted logic? Stalker, you could've gotten a name in this buisness some other way. Hell, you got the skills, all you had to do is be patient and win some matches and GET noticed by not even trying. That's what I did, hell, I came into this buisness in my first match at Slaughterhouse in a triple threat against One Man Army and Kennith Walls, and won. And what do those losers do? They quit...they couldn't cut it. It was my first match and I got the guys in the Front Office to notice me. Hell, they liked what they saw so much, that my next match was booked against the former US champ; Crucifix...What did I do? I pulled off the win when no one thought I could. And since then I have gone undefeated...Stalker...why couldn't you do that? All ya had to do was get some wins and then respect from the guys in the back...but then you gotta go over the damn line in taking advantage of my present situation at the time and kidnap Shamica right in front of me...you have a sick mind...You may be crazy, but not very smart...you kidnap a man's girl who is pissed as it is being in a lion suit for almost two days without any food or drink...don't you think that doing that would just piss me off even more...D*ck move man. I will make sure you pay, I will deal with you at our match. And if you so much as touch her....I will take my foot and shove it so far down your throat, that after the match, we'll walk to the back together. I know what you're gonna say, so lemme just comment on that. You're gonna talk about how you didn't really lose and how you got cheated. Hell you might even accuse me of bribing the ref or somethin like that. So lets just take a look at what happened shall we?
(Krook goes over to the TV and pulls out a tape of XWC Revolution. He takes the remote and fast forwards to the match with him vs Night Stalker. It shows the whole match, and we watch it for a few moments and then it shows the part when Krook pedigrees Stalker and pins him for the 1,2,3. However, it looks as if Stalker got his shoulder up at the last possible moment. Krook then rewinds the tape and plays it again at the scene where the ref is counting the 1,2,3, he puts the video in super slow motion. It shows Stalker get his shoulder up clearly before the ref counted the three. However, the ref was looking at the ground as he pounded at the mat for the 1,2,3. Krook then stops the video, and turns off the TV set with the remote and sets it down on top of the entertainment center)
Krook: Now we all know that you are gonna stress and whine like the little b*tch that you are...Well Stalker...I admit, the ref f*cked up, but, I think we all can agree that God had pity on you and probably caused the ref to count the three. Cause if he didn't, I would've beaten you even more. Your lucky the match ended earlier for ya...consider yourself lucky...for the time being...consider yourself lucky that I didn't Krooked your ass on the mat cause I cannot guarantee you'd be in shape for our match at Wargames. Stalker...you messed with the wrong man...I am undefeated and I don't plan on throwing that down the drain for a stupid jackass like yourself. So tell you what...you bring Shamica down to ringside with you, and I'll fight you for her, shouldn't be that hard. It's not a stip, its just what will happen after I beat your ass. I'll take Shamica back with me, and I will unleash a beating upon you so bad that I won't have to worry about you taking her away again...DO YOU HEAR ME!!?!?!
(Krook stops as he hears the doorbell ring. He gets angry and walks to the door looking apparantly pissed off. He opens the door and its Matthews looking pissed off also. As Matthews starts to step inside Krook closes the door a bit and Matthews hits his head)
Matthews: What the hell man?!? What's your problem?
Krook: WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK?!?!
Matthews: WHY ARE YOU YELLIN MAN?!
Krook: Cause I'm kinda pissed off right now man...so...STEP OFF!!!!!
Matthews: Do you think you are the only one with problems??? I HAD THAT MATCH WON!!! THEN REVENANT JUMPED IN....WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU!?!!? YOU COULDA STOPPED REV FROM INTERFERIN!!! I GET YOU OUTTA THE ZOO AND HOOK THE FOOD AND RIDE UP AND NOW THIS IS THE THANKS I GET?!?!
Krook: WHAT??!? DO YOU THINK THAT I AM YOUR LITTLE BITCH THAT COMES AND HELPS WHENEVER YOU FRIGGAN RING A LITTLE BELL??! I'M NOT A DOG DAMMIT!!!!!!! BESIDES! I HAD JUST HAD A MATCH BEFORE YOURS MAN!!!!!! I WAS RESTING IN THE LOCKER ROOM AND TRYING TO FIND WHERE STALKER WENT CAUSE HE HAS SHAMICA SO I COULD BEAT HIS ASS AND GET HER BACK?!
(Krook turns his back on Matthews and goes over to the fridge and pulls out a Corona. He pops off the top and takes a chug)
Matthews: Is THIS what this is all about? SOME STUPID BITCH?!?! AT LEAST YOU DIDN'T GET SCREWED OUT OF A TITLE!!!!!!!!
(Krook suddenly turns around and glares angrily at Matthews. Matthews senses he passed over that line and starts backing off to the door)
Krook: What did you say....?
Matthews: Krook...dude...man...I didn't mean that...I'm just stressed about the whole championship thing...I'll get Vix back though--
Krook:(interrupting)DAMMIT MATTHEWS GET THE F*CK OUTTA MY HOUSE NOW!!!!!!!!
(Krook takes the Corona bottle and narrowly misses Matthews as he throws it at him full force. Matthews just senses that Krook isn't in the mood for bull and runs out. Krook stands there angrily for a few moments and then looks at the camera)
Krook: Stalker, your ass is mine...and Kindred...you're next...cause I am Krook, and when you take a look, you will see, that you really shouldn't f*ck with me!!!!
(Krook stares at the camera for a few moments before going over to the chair and burying his head in his hands in frustration as the scene slowly fades to black...)