Monday, December 31st, 2001

Smack drops a, so-called, bomb by bringing back Rueffio. In the process of his return every member of Team 3 got screwed. The wrestling fans and much of the CWF roster are in awe and disbelief at the return of the former owner/competitor. Shane Jackson on the other hand could have cared less. He doesn't know Rueffio and has no opinion either way about his reintroduction back into the CWF.

That night Shane leaves the Mile High Stadium with his ICWA Title over one shoulder and a smile on his face. He still has the possession he cares about. He climbs into his rented Land Rover and speeds off to his Hotel room. Shane has no plans on driving home to Cleveland tonight, he wouldn't make it in time for New Year's. He and several of the other wrestlers, who won't be able to make it home for the new year, have agreed to meet at a local bar where they will ring in the New Year together.

Tuesday, January 1st, 2002

After having a very late, and drunk, night Shane wakes up in his hotel room at 1pm. He remembers little of last night, how he got home or who the amazing woman laying in his bed is. His head pounds with the effects of a hangover. He checks the clock on the nightstand and realizes the time. He lays in bed trying to remember if there was anything important he had to do. After about ten minutes of trying to think through his throbbing headache he rolls over and goes back to sleep.

In the fifteen minutes he was awake he failed to notice that, laying on his travel bag, next to his ICWA Title was the smashed CWF Stable Title that Smack had tossed in the trash.

Wednesday, January 2nd, 2002

Shane wakes up early. It takes him several minutes to realize that he slept all Tuesday. The woman still lays next to him in bed. She wakes up only a few minutes after him. Together the two of them try to recall what happened Monday night. Neither of them can remember very much. Finally they give up and introduce themselves to each other. Her name is Martha Harasymowitz. She has dirty blonde hair, a very cute face, an amazing body and a nice rack. It doesn't take long before the two of them fall back into the frame of mind they were in on Monday. They give both the bed and the shower a test before they finally get dressed and leave the hotel. They have lunch together, exchange phone numbers, then go their seperate ways. Neithter expecting to see the other again.

Shane heads back to his hotel room where he starts packing his things for his flight home to Cleveland. As he packs he notices that he, now, has in his possession the CWF Stable Title. Looking at the title it instantly brings him a question about uNstable. Is it dead? With Diablo and Azure ready to kill each other over the CWF World Title it seems obvious that they are no longer involved with the stable. Smack Daddy made his stance clear by screwing Shane over at The Finale. To many people it would appear that the last pieces of uNstable rest with Shane in the smashed title he now holds.

Being pressed for time Shane pushes the uncertainty of the Stable Title out of his mind and finishes packing his things. He hops a cab to the airport and catches the first flight home. After he arrives in Cleveland he spends the last bit of Wednesday at home, resting, recuperating and thinking.

Thursday, January 3rd, 2002

The morning is uneventful for the "Natural Wonder". He spends the first couple hours of the day cruising around his house doing very little of anything. He spends a bit of time preparing for a radio show he's booked on at 2.

At noon Shane gets dressed and leaves the house.

His Doc's make little noise as he enters the radio station. Everybody within sight slows, just a little, to take a quick glance at the hometown icon. His white pants and blue dragon shirt add to his appeal. As usual his hair is gelled up and a pair of expensive sunglasses cover his eyes. Strapped behind his neck and hanging over his shoulders are the ICWA Title and the CWF Stable Title. They are difficult to see through his open Blue Jackets winter coat.

A secretary leads Shane to the radio booth. Shane steps into the booth and greets the host. Mike "White Boy" Dobson. He takes his seat and prepares for his segment of the show to start.

Mike: Listeners, I've been plugging this for three weeks and the day is finally here. I have, sitting next to me, Cleveland's own wrestling superstar the "Natural Wonder" Shane Jackson.

Shane: Please, Mike you're embarassing me. Superstar is too small a word for someone like me. I'm a megastar plain and simple. I carry the ICWA Title, a piece of gold as important as the CWF World Title. I deserve the recognition that this title carries with it.

Mike: Fair enough Shane. Now I want to ask you about Rueffio. The wrestling indusrty has been buzzing with his return. Seeing how his resurfacing screwed you out of a shot at the CWF Title I want to know what your thoughts are about him.

Shane: Rueffio means little to me. I don't know who he is, I don't want to know and I have no need to know. Many of the CWF veterans have told me he's someone that's not to be trusted. That he plays the game dirty.

Mike: Ok, great. So Shane what do you think about The Smack Daddy? He brought you to the CWF and...

Shane: Mike. Shut up! Your questions are crap, so just sit and listen.

Mike is unsure of how to take Shane's blatant insult.

Shane: I understand that Rueffio once faced a man named "The Game" Shane Jackson in some huge, important, match. Well, Rueffio, I'm not "The Game", I'm the "Natural Wonder". The difference? A whole lot. I'm younger, faster, smarter, stronger and in every way bigger and better than "The Game" ever was.

Mike's face sits blank as Shane continues.

Shane: When I first appeared in the CWF everyone was quick to compare me to "The Game". I couldn't turn a corner without someone screaming that I was trying to get famous off his name. Once people saw me wrestle, saw what I was capable of "The Game" slipped from everyone's memory, now all the talk about is ME, the "Natural Wonder", the Cleveland Express, the Human Highlight Reel. I walk as big as I talk Ruff, so get ready to be shocked by what someone with the name Shane Jackson is capable of.

Mike slowly slumps back into his chair. He completely awe struck by Shane doing the show himself. Never before had he ever met anyone with Shane's ego, or level of charisma.

Shane: The Smack Daddy is calling this the "Fourth Era". I disagree. Who is he to decide that the "Fourth" starts with Rueffio? Maybe it started with Miller taking control of the CWF, or with the creation of the Universal Title. And maybe, just maybe, it started when I won MY belt. He calls this the "Fourth Era", well I've got a name for this new time too. As of 12:00 am, January 1st it officially became "Year of the Natural Wonder". It's MY year and it's MY time.

The energy in Shane's voice drops a level or two. He's finished talking about the CWF, for now, and goes on to other topics. The scene fades out to black.