Scene Opens to a large, mexican, grocery store. It looks similar to the ones in the US. There are rows and rows of shelves containing products. Anything from cat food to baby diapers, SPAM to fruit loops. The only real difference between this food store and one in the US is that all the products are labelled in Spanish not English. It's the same with all the names of the isles and cashiers, all Spanish not English.

Many people are moving through the store. Some with children and some without. Nearly everyperson is pushing a shopping cart filled, to various degrees, with items. The people are courteous to each other as they move along through the store. The lines at the registers are, also, varied. Some are as long as 20 people, others are as short as 3. The shorter lines are concentrated around the express, 10 items or less, lanes.

Shane is wandering through the store. He stops ocassionally to look at a product on a shelf or to check out a hot chick. He's wearing a Hawaiian shirt that llittle prints of the ICWA World Title all over it, the though "Custom Made" comes to mind. The shirt is open at the front revealing the huge bruise he is still sporting from the CWF assault, there are also new cuts and bruises that he recieved from the brutal Title match he fought with Jeckel last night. His hair, as usual, is gelled up. His forehead has several scrapes on it, also recieved from the Title fight. His lower body is decked in calf length skaters shorts. On his feet are his Addidas sport sandals.

After several minutes of just browsing product and checking out women Shane comes to the junkfood section of the supermarket. He instincitvely grabs a bag of Spicy Doritos and a 2L bottle of Coke. He leaves the isle carrying the items. When he reaches the front, where the cash registers are, he stops for a second to pick up a back issue of CWF Magazine, the one with Azazel on the cover. He moves into an Express line. In a matter of minutes he has already payed for his things and left the store.

Shane walks the block and a half to the Hotel where the ICWA stars are beign housed. The respective owners of ICWA and CWF felt that it was better to house the two federations seperately to avoid problems such as fights breaking out in the pool or brawls in the lobby. The CWF hotel is 3 streets over from the one housing the ICWA members. Shane enters the hotel and rides the elevator up to his room, # 35. When Shane enters he notices the other member of eXXtreme are there.

Shane puts the bag containing the chips, pop and magazine down on the bed. He leaves the room for a minute and returns carrying a cup of ice, from the ice machine at the end of the hall. In the few seconds he was gone Minoru has already gome through the grocery bag. He zeroed in on the chips. By the time Shane returned Minoru had already eaten half the bag. Shane shakes his head. He takes out the bottle of pop and pours himself a cup full, then drops a couple of ice cubes into it. He grabs the magazine from the bag and starts flipping through it.

MaXx glances at the cover of the magazine. He suddenly starts laughing.

Shane: What is it? Are you drunk again MaXx?

MaXx just continues laughing and pointing at the magazine.

Shane flips the magazine over and looks at he cover. Suddenly he breaks out into laughter too.

Joe comes over to see what it is they are laughing at. He looks at the cover and starts laughing with MaXx and Shane. Between the laughter Joe is able to spurt out a handfull of words.

Joe: *laughter* So that's why he calls himself the scapeGOAT huh. *laughter*

Minoru pay little attention to their laughter, he's too engrossed with finishing the bag of Doritos.

The three of them just continue laught with little sign of stopping.

The scene does a circular wipe to another shot of them still laughing at the magazine. The words: "10 minutes later" appear in the corner. The scene them wipes to 3rd shot of them still laughing at the picture the words: "20 minutes later" appear. The scene holds. They continue laughing for a few more seconds. Before they stop. Joe is the first to say something.

Joe: Man that was damn funny. You know what I feel like doing after all that laughing?

Shane shrugs his shoulders. MaXx shakes his head no.

Joe: Going to the bar.

Joe turns and heads for the door. MaXx yells after him to wait. He grabs some cash out of his wallet and quickly follows Joe out of the room.

Shane watches themn leave. He turns around to Minoru, who is now laying on the bed with a rather sick look on his face from eating the Doritos too fast.

Shane: You don't look too good there Fujita. I'd beter get you the garbage can so you don't get sick all over the room.

Shane walks into the bathroom and comes out carrying the cardboard cutout of Taco Jeckel. The cutout now has a garbagebag stapled between it's arms making it look like Jeckel is holding it. He stands the cutout infront of Minoru.

Shane: If you start getting sick just aim at Jeckel. I'm sure he'll be more than glad to have something to do since he's no longer the leader of the ICWA.

Shane picks up the CWF magazine and stits down in a nearby chair. He begins reading the article on Azazel.

Shane: Hey Minoru, listen to this. The word Azazel means God Strengthens. The name symbolizes a scapegoat or a Goat of Departure. It is also the name of one of the Fallen Angels, which God cast out of heaven.

Minoru isn't listening. He's laying on the bed with a look of pain on his face. Both his hands are gripping his stomach.

Shane: Personally I don't know why someone would want a name that relates them to a goat, of all things. Especially something that realtes to Goat of Departure, you're just setting yourself up to loose with that being attached to ya.

Minoru is still laying on the bed phased out.

Shane reads further into the article.

Shane: Geeze, there are cults devoted to this guy. How the hell fair is that? I mean he's half decent and all but come on. I'm at least 3x as talented as he is and I don't have any cults chanting my name and sacrificing virgins in my honour. Hey make a note would you Minoru. Once the ICWA gets back on it's feet we have to found a cult devoted to ME. We can call it the "Followers of a Natural Wonder".

Shane turns his attention back to the article.

Shane: Hmm. Seems like he's been around the CWF for a little while. He's had his fair share of matches. The way this article is talking most seem to be between him and his brother.

Shane looks over at Minoru, who is now inching his way toward the Taco Jeckel garbage can.

Shane: I guess even when you're 30 years old you can't help but fight with a sibling over a lollipop or who gets to eat the last donut.

Minoru pulls himself over to the cutout. He leans his head into the garbage bag.

Minoru: Huuuuueeaagh. Huuuueeaggggh!

After he tosses up a couple of times he leans back on the bed to get some fresh air.

Shane: If Jeckel's full be sure and empty him out.

Shane reads the last little bit in the Azazel article.

Shane: Huh. Well that article was about as good as Azazel's last title reigh, not worth my time. Seriously, if he thinks he can take the title away from the Natural Wonder he's got another thing coming. I'm the best the ICWA has to offer, and that's an understatement. The Cleveland Expresss may have a couple of dings in if from the past week but it's still running stong enough to plow through the GOAT CROSSING with only a bump or two.

Shane gets up out of the chair and tosses the magazine on the bed.

Shane: I've had enough of this. Hey Minoru. When you empty the trash be sure and toss out that magazine. That hairy face of his is kind of disturbing.

Shane heads toward the door.

Shane: If ya need me I'm headin' down to the bar, Joe and MaXx should be there.

As Shane leaves the room he says mumbles.

Shane: Fallen angel, huh, right.

Minoru lays on the bed. Another look of pain crosses his face. He starts moving back toward the garbage can as the scene fades to black.