**The camera comes to an empty WFW locker room, and the door creeks open, in steps a familiar face. He sets down his bags and smells the air, then he chuckles and leaves the locker room**
**The man is seen heading towards the ring through the backstage, then “Walk” by Pantera plays as the curtains move aside as Hitman walks through, he strolls down the aisle, the fans with mixed emotions, boos and cheers. He jumps into the ring and walks to the apron, he yells something to the ring announcer and the ring announcer throws Hitman a microphone, he grabs the microphone and begins to start to talk**
*Hitman: It has been a while since I have stepped into a WFW ring. The last time I did, I believe I lost to Darien Volton in a triple threat match, and then a couple days later, he hit me with his damn car; but that was a while ago.
**He stops and thinks for a minute, the crowd silent, not even the slightest sound being made in the arena**
*Hitman: I have been observing WFW for about a week, and I have come to a conclusion that it that I am here; and I am going to start a new era in WFW, the Championship era, it will be an era never forgotten. It is time for the “primetime” player to step out of the shadows of the locker room.
**Hitman stutters on his next words and looks up at the crowd with a grin on is face, the fans slightly cheering**
*Hitman: I am not saying forget the greats that have graced this ring. I’m just saying its time to put them aside, because it is Hitman’s turn to shine in the spotlight. Let Mr. Primetime (me) have his glory.
**Hitman walks over to the turnbuckle and hops onto the top turnbuckle and sits there**
*Hitman: And for you all who don’t even think I can contend with the wrestlers here, you will see your mistake when I am dominating the WFW. And it is time to starting add more names to my list of people who underestimated me. And for all the wrestlers who think the are too good for me, they will know there mistake when there lying on the mat and they here the Referee count to 3 and all they can see afterwards is the top of the arena. And now, i have a little buisness to take care of.
**Hitman drops the microphone as "Walk" plays and he steps outside of the ring, the fans still confused on what to do so most of them remain silent as Hitman takes his leave to the back**
**The camera has caught ont Hitman. It catches him inside of his locker room. With the camera man is Marcus O'Hera, he catches Hitman's eye. Hitman puts on a grin**
*Hitman: Well, its been a while since I have seen you...
*Marcus: Ummmm...yeah, i guess it has.
*Hitman: Let me just get to the point, what do you want Marcus??? Why did you come here?
*Marcus: Well, I was hoping that I could get a word with you about your return to the ring.
*Hitman: Well I guess a couple of minutes of interview wont hurt anybody, so go ahead and talk about what you want to talk about.
*Marcus: Well, I want to ask a question probably not only me wants to know, why did you comeback to the WFW? What makes you think that you can even compete with the wrestlers that are here?
*Hitman: Well, thats a fair question; and i will give you a fair answer. It is like I said out there in the ring. Don't under-estimate me, or you'll find yourself laying flat on your back. So the main point is, you dont know how I wrestle since I last left, so how can you compare me to these wrestlers? OK, next question.
Marcus: OK, thats a fair answer. Now here is my next question: Who do you think you will wrestle for your reurn match?
**Hitman gets a concerned look on his face and looks down to his watch**
*Hitman: Im sorry Marcus, but I have a meeting with my agent in 10 minutes, so I have to go.
**Hitman gets up and leaves. He starts to walk to the parking lot. He gets in his car and drives off**
**Hitman drives into the parking lot and gets out of the car. He walks through the front doors and up to the front desk**
*Hitman: Excuse me, I have an appointment with Jim Douglas.
Lady: Ok, I can point you into his direction when you show me your appointment card.
**Hitman shows her the card**
*Lady: Ok, he is the first office to the right on the 2nd floor.
*Hitman: Thank You.
**Hitman walks to the elevator and takes it up to the second floor. He steps out of the elevator and walks to the right until he sees a door with the name "Douglas" on it. He walks up to it and knocks, a man about 40 years of age opens the door**
*Jim: Hitman, its a pleasure to see you, come on in.
**Hitman walks in to the room and sets down in front of the desk. The agent sits at the desk**
*Jim: So, your returning to the WFW. First we need to get you an return match. So, who do you have in mind?
*Hitman: Well...I dont really have anyone in mind, so I was thinking, I am going to put out on open challenge to anyone who wants to wrestle me.
*Jim: Ok, Ill get all of that setup and you will just relax and watch me take care of that. Next we need a gimmick for you. And that is basically it for now, All we need is a gimick and your set to wrestle.
*Hitman: Oh, I already have a gimmick, as Mr. Primetime in my new era, the Championship era.
*Jim: Umm...thats a stupid idea, no ones gonna bite!
*Hitman: What do you mean? I mean it. I AM Mr. Primetime, I feel I can contend with all the wrestlers.
*Jim: Hahahaha, thats the funniest damn thing of heard all day. You can't compete with these guys at all. So just lets do a darkside/heel gimmik, ok?
**Hitman grows red in the face, he is dicgraced at the agents words**
*Hitman: How about no? Because i can compete with these guys.
**Jim starts laughing hard. Hitman stands up**
*Hitman: Laugh at this jack ass, your fired.
**HItman leaves the building enraged, he gets into his car and he starts to drive torwards the arena. When he gets there Marcus O'hera is waiting for him. He gets out of his car and knocks over O'Hera. Then gets his bag from the locker room and throws it into his car and drives away torwards Miami**
