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To Go Downtown



 

 

 

 

The screen shows Ron Downs just off the edge of the London Bridge. It is late at night and cars can be seen passing behind him, but not many. The screen zooms in on Ron. He is wearing a pair of black jeans, a pair of black boots, his newly made, black Ron Downs t-shirt which says, "Time to go DOWNTOWN!!!" and has a clenched fist with the thumb sticking out and pointed downward in red print.

Ron is holding a black cloth in his arms. He removes the cloth and lets it go as it floats off into the wind. Under the cloth is a strap. The strap is tattered and falling apart showing ages of history. Spray painted on the medium sized face plate of the belt are the letters R-O-N. There are scratches on the bottom of the face plate where the name is supposed to be. This represents the fact that Ron used a flatblade screwdriver to pry the previous name tag off the belt. He looks at the belt for a while almost admiring it. Suddenly, he changes the way he is holding it from swaddling it like a newborn baby to dangling over the Thames river. While dangling the belt Ron Downs begins to speak.

Ron Downs: This right here dangling above the Thames river. Dangling by my fingertips is the TnT United States championship belt. This most important ornament in my wrestling career, my greatest accomplishment, my most prized accolade, I no longer care about. You see I live in a world, and I always have where I had to help fate get to me. I had to take what I deserved when it wasn't given to me fairly. Some might say that I stole this title right here, I say that I just took what belonged to me, what was rightfully mine. But now none of that matters. My TnT wrestling career is behind me and it will, like this belt... sleep with the fishes. *Ron Downs drops the belt from where he is standing off the London Bridge and into the Thames river.* Last Monday on xWo Revenge marked the beginning of a new era. My name is Ron Downs and THE TIME IS NOW!!! The time for what you may be thinking. The time for me to take over, the time for me extend my influence, charisma, and talent on xWo, but most importantly, its time for me to ascend xWo like a proverbial ladder and achieve superstardom. Last Monday on Revenge when I stepped out for my first match I wasn't recognized, no one knew who I was, but at the end of the match, when I was the only one left standing surrounded by the carnage that I had promised, surrounded by my first victims, surrounded by people I had taken DOWNTOWN, the public's eyes opened just a little to the name of Ron Downs. The public got a taste of what I'm capable of. Hell I was granted a title shot for the xWo Hardcore championship belt. This Monday on Revenge xWo looks to test just how hardcore I am by putting me in a match with one other man... and no rules. (Ron pauses for a moment and smirks. He then resumes his monologue.) No Rules... I could hit a man with a steel chair across his face, I could... I could do a lot of things, that I shouldn't mention on television. I sometimes forget that little children watch this show. Long story short, I won't hesitate to rip my opponent limb from limb and leave him laying in a puddle of his own blood. I can't wait. I don't need weapons to accomplish my task. I don't need a weapon to increase my chances of victory. Tony knows and I know that when its all said and done, Sabu our oh so special guest referee will notice my motionless opponent. He will have no choice but to count 1...2...3 when I pin him. Then he will award ME the xWo Hardcore championship. If he has a problem with doing any of that, then he can go DOWNTOWN with Tony.

Ron pauses for a moment as he paces back and forth. He suddenly stops and resumes his speech.

Ron Downs: You know I have no problem taking my opponent DOWNTOWN. A lot of people think that I have no hardcore experience. They think that I don't stand a chance against a Hardcore champion like Vencetti. Those are the same people who didn't expect me to win that battle royal. Those are the same people that will proven wrong this Monday night. Those are the same people that will have no choice but to accept me as their xWo Hardcore champion. And most importantly, those are the same people that will be cheering for me WHEN I am awarded the xWo CHAMPIONSHIP BELT. Right now they might understand, but after the superstars backstage, the fans, and the world witness what I'm going to do to Tony, they'll be singing a different tune. What I have planned is nothing short of sadistic. I intend to enjoy every minute of it. What I have planned for my opponent is illegal in all forty-eight contiguous states. Its even illegal here in England, but I got a special pardon from the Queen to do what I'm paid to do. And according to Hardcore rules... well let's just say that I hope you know what you're in for Tony. I could see your conversation with a doctor going a little something like this.

*Ron immitates the doctor* Cosa ti fa male?

*Ron immitates Tony Vencetti with his terrible Italian accent* Mi fa male il corpo intero e Sanguino interno

Tony, I have nothing more to say to you, your fate is sealed and my talking won't chage the outcome of this match. Nothing you can say will change the outcome of this match. My only advice to is simple, run far away and enjoy the rest of you life in hiding, because if I find you Monday at Revenge, your ass is going DOWNTOWN and your belt is going around my waist.

Ron turns away from the camera and steps off the edge of the bridge. He walks down the pedestrian's path as his massive figure seems to disappear in the distance. The screen still shows the traffic on the bridge for some time before it fades to black.