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Our scene opens outside the local gym in Green Bay, Wisconsin site of this week's EWA Aftershock. The cameraman zooms in on the gym sign before opening the front door and stepping in. The camera pans and zooms in a bit more to show the EWA United States Champion Scott Star training hard on a machine. A voice is heard from behind the camera man. Enforcer: Out of my way junior. Scott Star hears the comment and turns his head back and smiles as Enforcer comes near him... Enforcer: Some things never change man...its still as cold as fuck in this state Scott lowers his weights and stands up to greet his partner. Scott Star: Adam, how are you? How you feeling now? Enforcer: Still cold fuck man...youd think that this state would be the makers of hot coco but naw this state does the important shit cheese and miluwakee beer Scott Star: I don't care where we are this week. The only thing that matters to me is winning this match. Enforcer: Dude come on...you know that you have this match in the bag but i think the big question is when is your music going to hit...we know Angel is in the ring first everyone needs to go through her until shes bumped off Scott Star: You weren't even able to defeat her Adam. What makes you think that I can? You know me better than anyone...I have a history of falling short in high-profile matches. Enforcer: Well thats true but man youve changed your not the little prick you once were now your a big prick "smiles" you say that i have given you alot of teachings some good and some bad but you said that you were able to sort out the teachings that right there makes you a leader...yeah i lost to Angel shes a strong bitch...but that was also a very good and close contest and if i can get that close in my old age than i can almost gaurentee that you can do the same Scott Star: You told me last week that you were passing the torch to me. That carries a lot of weight my friend. The Forcer name is legendary. This could be my career defining moment. Enforcer: You will have alot of career defining match ups..Angel is tough but i took you and made a legend of the future...Angel might be champion for sometime and i do support that However...if its you and her against eachother than i have your back brother and i will be pulling for ya to capture the title Scott Star: It's been 3 years bro...since I was the top dog. And the last time I held it, I was only Champion for a month. I need to do this...to prove to myself that I can be the best once again... Enforcer: Its your turn for the high life man..ive experienced it alot of times and trust me each time was that more sweeter but when i see the title again i look at my fire mantel cause its right there no one else was ever a 35x champion and thats why i think that there is a new agenda in the future of Enforcer and thats... He points to the United States Title Strap Scott looks down at the belt on his shoulder. Scott Star: You wanna redefine this belt the way you did the World Title? Enforcer: Yeah i do...i want to take any title i can and redefine the sumbitch like i did to the world... Scott Star: Sorry, I'm not sure what's wrong with me...I guess I'm just feeling the pressure now... Enforcer: Your feeling the pressure with you being United States Champion? Scott Star: Being an undefeated Double Champion. I need to clear my head. The last time I went into a match like this was the Royal Rumble in 2004. And I managed to win that match...I'm hoping to repeat the magic. Enforcer: You are close to me slapping the taste out of your mouth the one thing that i always taught you on a daily basis is to not show that you are uncertain about your accomplishments... Scott Star: So, I have just one thing to say to you about this match... Enforcer: Okay... Scott Star: I'm gonna go into that match and destroy every sumbitch that standing in that ring. And then I'm going to Jingle Bell Massacre and I'm going back on top where I belong. Enforcer: I admire the focus and determination but you do know that you have to go through Crimson Angel Kronic Eve and The Franchise...thats a tough list... Scott Star: I've beaten the Franchise before...I've beaten Kronic before...Eve and Crimson I believe I can defeat. Angel will be my toughest test. But you know as well as I do that my career has been made off of defying the odds. Enforcer: Given our history you have defeated me five times but think back how many times have you in a high stake contest? Scott Star: One time...years ago. Just believe me when I say it, the Scott Star you see Sunday Night will not be the same Scott Star you've known for all these years. Enforcer: That Star i do look forward to seeing...im hoping that you show me and the world what kind of fighting spirit you really have man...im hoping to see you with your hand raised high making you the winner but one thing i can say with full content is that Kevin Kronic will not be winning the gauntlet Scott Star: Kevin is my friend, and I respect him. But I've pinned him a good amount of times already and if it comes down to it, I'll do so again. How are you feeling? You gonna be good for the match? Enforcer: Honestly no...i shouldnt even be here let alone here walking after that fall...funny thing is all i can remember is the rope breaking and than i blacked out...i heard that alot of people thought that i had died Scott Star: You came awful close...you had us all scared man. Enforcer: I woke up in the hospital wondering what the hell happened...seems like tradegy is just hitting everywhere with me than Jenna...thats gotta suck...i remember when Jeremy took ill that right there was probaly the hardest thing that has ever been done...i hope everything is okay with Jenna that would suck if there was a problem....\ Scott Star: I hope Jenna is alright. But what I haven't told anyone is I've been training for this match for two weeks straight. No one has seen what I can do at full blast just yet. Sunday night, you will. Enforcer: Youve been training thats always good especially when wanting to be king of the mountain...i would be at the gym everyday doing training and what not...every waking moment it was consent matches and training Scott Star: I have moves I haven't shown anyone yet. Aggression I have yet to release. Intensity I have yet to unleash. Enforcer: Now your starting to sound like that guy who promotes those movies..."laughs" Scott Star: I was hoping you'd catch on ya old fart. *Laughs* I'm kidding Adam. Seriously, I want you to watch closely Sunday Night... Enforcer: I will and honestly i hope that i am the one that gets to feel the power within cause i want to see if you are big and bad enough to really destroy everyone...i want to be the guy that looks you dead in the eyes on sunday and tells you that you are going to choke only to get an even more bigger rise out of you Scott Star: You realize if it comes down to you and me...I'm not holding back man... Enforcer: I look forward to it...i might be in this condition but it hasnt stopped me before and it wont stop me now Scott Star: I wish you were at 100% so I could spar with you. Give you a sneak preview of what EWA can expect from me. Enforcer: Man i wish i was at a 100% i want another shot at Angel...im hoping that shes still in that ring when my music hits...i want her to see that even falling off a cage im still here kicking ass...i have respect for her but now i feel that i need to prove to her as to why i am called The Franchise Scott stretches for a second and closes his eyes. The scene flashes back to KWR. Scott sees himself being thrown from the top of the Triple Cage...losing to Chris Datko. Being pinned in the elimination Chamber...being eliminated from the Royal Rumble...The flashback ends and Star turns around and with nothing but pure strength, sends the entire workout machine crashing into the ground. He leans backwards against the wall and slides down, putting his head in his arms. Enforcer: Oh God not you too...man you have powers...oh Lord help me Scott Star: I don't understand them any more than you do, but I'm not using them on you. I just saw what has defined my career so far. Choking. KWR. So many wasted chances. I'm not letting it happen again, I'm not! Enforcer: Okay Hocus whatever you say man dont go postal on me man im not a magic person im more mess your face up type of guy "smiles" Scott smiles up at his partner. Scott Star: I'm sorry, I'm just...I feel like it's do or die time. Scott Star has never really had his chance to shine at the top. Enforcer: Well like i said its your time man you will shine brighter than anyone ever before i could see you even breaking my record but if you got close id be there knocking ya back a few "smiles" Scott Star: All I ever wanted to do when I got into this business was be the absolute best. Looking back on my career so far, I think I've done alright. But "alright" isn't my goal. Enforcer: Your goal as you say will never be met..you see you and i are cut from the same wood we always want more and more...you will get to being the best but in your minds eye you will say im not the best only to keep you fighting and fighting Scott Star: I still have a lot left to prove to a lot of people...I'm not a legend like you are... Enforcer: Im only a legend cause people say i am i didnt one day wake up and say okay im a legend it takes alot of hard word and dedication Scott Star: Well, I'm not stopping until I reach the top of this business, the way you have. Enforcer: Reaching the type of status i have will take years and years of practice many mistakes along the way but at the end of the day you will be sitting in your house looking up at the ceiling and you will realize that you have accomplished what others said youd never do Scott Star: I'll let you get along with your day bro...I'll see you at the Gauntlet. Enforcer: Im sure we will met again before and discuss things again...Star good luck in the gauntlet...you have my blessings...good luck Scott Star: Good luck to you too my friend. Peace. Scott extends his hand to Enforcer. Enforcer shakes his hand Enforcer goes one way and Scott Star returns to training as the scene closes out. Our scene reopens outside of a movie theater sometime later in the day. Scott and Crimson have decided to hang for the day and try to relax, heading into the brutal match at the end of this week. Scott Star: Man, dude, it sure is nice to breathe easy for a week, eh? Crimson: I'm a bit sore...that was pretty crap what happened to me but hey, I hadn't lost in a while so it was just my time, I suppose. Scott Star: You didn't get pinned, just remember that. In singles competition, you are still untouchable. Crimson: Yeah, thanks bro. He pats Scott on the shoulder as they push through a small crowd of people and walk up to the front desk to pick up their movie tickets. Scott Star: What are we seeing man? Crimson: I'm not too sure, what all do we have to choose from? He looks at the various banners promoting what many films they will be showing tonight. Scott scans the banners as well, looking for something worth the price of admission. Crimson: I'd like to see The Mist, I heard it was pretty cool. Scott Star: Sounds good to me. I'm always up for a horror flick. They ask for tickets and pay the admission, then head toward the appropriate theater playing this movie and walk inside to see the room about eighty five percent full. Crimson: Well, where do you want to sit? Scott Star: The front is always good and never taken. Let's sit there. The two stooges walk all the way down the middle-aisle and take their seats in the very first row. Scott Star: I'm still sore from last night. How about you? Crimson: Ahh, I'll be ok. It wasn't too rough. A random guy behind them mutters the word "Eww" Scott turns around and eyes the random guy. Scott Star: Care to repeat yourself? Guy: No, man. It's cool. He holds his hands up as if trying to ward Scott away. Scott Star: We're professional wrestlers you jackass. He's taken and I'm married. Yes, to women. Now shut your trap and watch the damn movie. Scott turns back around and Crimson looks at him, grinning. He shakes his head and looks to the screen as the previews begin to roll. Scott Star: I hate fucking previews. Crimson: Yeah, sometimes you see something good but... Scott Star: As long as it isn't as bizzare as the scenerio we were in a few nights ago. That was just weird. Crimson: Don't try to attract their attention, maybe they won't try anything onight. *Tonight gawd damnit Scott rubs his eyes, blinking. Scott Star: Dude, I must be seeing things. I could swear the word "onight" spelled incorrectly just flashed in front of my face. Crimson: No, it's your imagination; your eyes are just trying to get used to the dark. Scott Star: Ahh. Hurry upu stupid movie. *Up fuckpaste! Crimson: You hear someone screaming? Scott Star: Uhhhh..... :He shakes his head. Crimson: Never mind, here comes the opening credits. The credits begin to roll down the screen. Suddenly, Scott gets a chill down his back. Without warning, a random hole appears in the back of his jacket. Scott Star: Oh what the fuck? This is a nice jacket! The same random guy from before mutters again. Guy: God, shut up... Scott turns around again and his eyes glow red. Scott Star: Are you ready to die? The guy proceeds to piss himself before running out of the theater screaming at the top of his lungs in a rather high pitched voice. Scott Star: God, I love being able to do that. Crimson: You haven't done any of that in a while. Scott Star: Keep you on your toes. I been perfecting it you know? I'll bet you forgot that I could do it. Alucard gave me something permanent but damn it's fun to play with at times. Crimson: That's not all you have fun playing with, you bottom-heavy fuckplug. Scott Star: Don't start this now you shortsighted fuckbox. Crimson: Shut your ass up, the movie's on. Scott and Crimson focus on the movie. Within a matter of about 10 minutes, several people have already died. Scott Star: This movie would be much more enjoyable if I wasn't able to see the ending of it. It just flashed through my head. Crimson: You'll just have to deal, I'm curious to see just what this Fog does. Scott Star: By all means, enjoy. Just don't pay any attention to...er...never mind. Crimson looks out the corner of his eye at Scott, then back to the movie for a few minutes. Scott Star: Don't look now Cam, but you're on fire. Your jacket... Crimson: What? He looks down and notices a small fireball on his arm. Crimson: What the-- He shakes his arm trying to put the fire out. He slaps his arm as if to smother the flame. Scott struggles not to laugh as people begin to choke on the smoke emanating from the fireball. Crimson: Scott! Damnit, do something! Scott narrows his eyes at the fireball and it extinguishes with a poof. Scott Star: Nifty trick eh? Now, if only we could figure out why your arm spontaneously combusted... Crimson: Someone better not be trying to make a lame joke calling me a flamer... A call from the back of the theater is heard, this time directed at Crimson. Guy: Hey! Fireball dude! Shut the fuck up! Crimson looks at Scott. Crimson: Oh hell, son...did he just? Scott nods. Scott Star: He just... Crimson exhales sharply and turns around toward the back. His vision turns to a Terminator-like screen with a scanner trying to seek out the guy who just said those words. He zero's in on him and suddenly, his hair combusts into small flames. Crimson: Now who's the fireball dude? He turns back around in his seat as the man starts screaming heading for the exit. Scott leans forward trying to contain his laughter. Without warning, he lets out a huge chortle. Scott Star: Rock on dude! Crimson watches a bit more of the movie. Of course, now that the atmosphere has finally settled, the movie screen goes blank.The entire room murmers. Members of the Crowd: Hey, what's going on? I bet it has to do with those two weirdo's down there. Scott looks at Crimson. Scott Star: Should we? Crimson grins at him. Crimson: We should. Scott and Crimson turn around, this time focusing on the entire audience. The nearest member of the crowd jumps in surprise. Man: Something just shocked my ass! The nearest lady's hair catches fire and the man next to her suddenly gets ejected from his movie seat. He flies right into the movie screen and tears through it. Everyone in the room starts clamoring and running toward the exit. Scott turns at grins at Crimson. Scott Star: Well that was fun. Crimson: Now we can't watch the movie, what a load of bull-fuck... As soon as the word "bull-fuck" leaves Crimson's mouth, a huge bull tears through the movie screen, chasing Mr. Ejected Patron out of the theater. Scott and Crimson stare on in blank silence, unable to sum up the bizzare scene unfolding before them. Crimson: Wow...this is some weird shit... Magically, a pile of shit appears in their seats stinking up the whole room. Scott Star: Aw, what the fuck? What an explosive smell. You can guess what happens next. The entire movie theater explodes in a huge cloud of dust and debris. After the dust settles, Crimson and Scott are left sitting on movie seats in what is now a large parking lot. A massive mix of feces and bricks are all that remains of the theater. Crimson turns to Scott and blinks. Crimson: Let us go before something else happens, no way I'm paying for all this. Scott Star: Yeah. Merry fucking Christmas. Without another word, a large Christmas tree, fully decorated appears. Scott Star: Ok, that's just weird. Crimson: Dude, come on. Crimson heads toward his truck as Scott follows close behind. Scott Star: What a strange day... They climb inside of his truck and Crimson starts up the engine. Crimson: You know what I just realized? We somehomw transported all the way from across the parking lot right next to my truck. Scott Star:............er......ummm...... Crimson: Never mind. He shifts into Drive and leaves the scene, leaving the Apocalypse behind. Scott Star: Uh, where exactly are we... Crimson: I think we're just on a long stretch of road. Scott Star: Uh....this gets weirder by the second... Crimson: Hopefully we don't find anything odd out here. Just as Crimson utters those words, a cow spawns in the middle of the road. Scott Star: You were saying?!?! Crimson jerks the wheel and slams on the brakes trying to avoid the cow. Scott Star: What in the blue fuck is going on?? The truck slides off to the side of the road and just barely misses the cow. The cow gets so scared it actually stands up on its hind legs and runs away; its teet bag wobbling around as it goes. Scott Star: Ok, now I've seen everything.. Crimson: Let's end the scene before any other craziness Scott Star: Err um...how do we do that? Crimson: Just utter a few choice words and everything should go…black… Scott Star: Um...END SCENE NOW!!!! Scott stares blankly as nothing happens...and then all fades to black. Scott Star: Am I supposed to feel sick? Crimson: Not on the interior... End.
