"Unthinking respect for authority is the greatest enemy of truth."  (Albert Einstein)

"Being powerful is like being a lady. If you have to tell people you are, you aren't."  (Margaret Thatcher)

I'm gonna make you, shake you, take you

I'm gonna be the one who breaks you

Put the screws to ya my way

Yeah, come on come on, come, make my day

Got some hell at pay, I steal your thunder

The joy of violent movements pulls you under

Bite the bullet well hard

Yeah, but I die harder, so go too far

Friction, fusion

Retribution

I can't hear ya talk ta me

I can't hear ya so talk ta me

I can't hear ya are you talkin' ta me

I can't hear ya are you talkin' ta me

I can't hear ya time ta meet my lord

I can't hear ya talk ta 2x4

I'm gonna make you, shake you, take you

I'm gonna be the one who breaks you

Put the screws to ya my way

Yeah, come on come on, come, make and my day

Friction, fusion

Retribution

I can't hear ya talk ta me

I can't hear ya so talk to me

I can't hear ya are you talkin' ta me

I can't hear ya are you talking ta me

I can't hear ya time ta meet my lord

I can't hear ya talk ta 2x4

2x4 from LOAD

by Metallica

Explosion from last Monday night starts playing. The police officer is in the ring setting up the security camera footage. The audio from Explosion is very low. It's barely audible under Shane's talking.

V/O Shane: I'm away for a single show and the whole federation falls apart. I knew a day off was too good to be true. I could have fought injured. I would have won.

Adam's just entered the ring. He takes out the police officer with the steel chair, then opens it and sits in the down.

V/O Shane: It's funny Adam. You claim yourself a GOD. A GOD on his impenetrable mountain, yet you need another to guard you. In my mind KOA isn't AOK. It seems more like KOAL, Kings Of Abcent Life. Does that mean you're going to die? No, no. It means neither of you have a meaningful existence. You need to rely on each other. You're your own crutches.

Adam sits in the ring staring at the entrance way. He's running through his little speech.

V/O Shane: You think you hold the federation in the palm of your hand. Don't bet on it. You've crossed too many people in too short a time. Bob and Steve Decot, Travis Smith, Klaus Steinman, Aristotle Wilde, Terminator, Jeckel, JYD, and above all ME.

Diablo appears at the entrance way with a bloody John Miller. He walks down to the ring and puts his chair across from Azure.

V/O Shane: Diablo was never a concern of mine. Personally, I wouldn't even bother wasting the energy to locate him in my peripheral vison. But since I'm being forced into a match with you and him I have to acknowledge his existence.

Adam and Diablo stare at each other for a few second before shaking hands.

V/O Shane: Do you understand what you've done, Adam? You've placed yourself in the pocket of the Diabolic One. Darkman and his Glittering friend. I know you'll deny it but Diablo has you as his lap dog.

Diablo smacks around Miller who's laying unconscious in the ring.

V/O Shane: I was wondering Adam. Why wait until last Monday to reveal Diablo? Could it have something to do with ME? You're worried that you can't beat me clean. You want someone in your corner to help you when the match starts slipping through your fingers.

The images of Diablo and Azure, from Explosion, fade to black. From black, the picture fades in to an empty arena. It's the same arena from Explosion, last Monday.

Several janitors move about through the seats. They are still cleaning up garbage and litter from the show. As they move about in their blue jumpsuits they push large brooms. The brooms make a, faint whooshing sound as they are pushed across the cement floor. This sound echoes through the patronless building.

At the top of the runway ramp a figure appears. The lights of the set aren't on. Only an outline of the person is able to be seen. The figure stands at the top of the ramp for a few seconds before the lights are brought up. As if any doubt existed, it's now clear to see who it is that stands on the runway. "Natural Wonder" Shane Jackson.

Shane: So a card is revealed. Diablo. I can't say that I'm excited to see him. On the bright side, though, at least he's found a friend, if only temporary. Azure. An ugly color and an even uglier man.

Shane's clothes are different from his regular attire. He wears a pair of Converse skater's shoes and baggy skaters shorts. His shirt is a Cleveland Indians baseball jersey, it only has the bottom two buttons done up. The jersey is obviously to promote the fact that the grapefruit leagues have started and the real season is just around the corner. The ICWA World Title is belted on under the jersey.

Shane: It's funny. The CWF has a lot of angry men in it. Everyone in Pitch Black comes across a mad. Then there's Guardian and Rueffio who are always upset about something. Now we have Diablo and his scowling face. Maybe the management should start handing out morphine to these guys so at least they'll look happy. On second thought, these guys will probably get hooked on it, and then have another thing to be negative about.

Shane's theme music, Higher by Creed, starts playing, softly, in the background.

Shane: KOA vs. ME and Sephiroth. A big match. Should be PPV quality. Just out of curiosity, in one form or another, how many times does this make it that Diablo and Sephiroth have met?

He runs a hand through his hair before continuing.

Shane: Adam, you know why this match was made? It was made so that the fans could cheer as the first, of a long line of people, take aim and unload on you and Diablo. It's almost a sure thing that Pitch Black wants revenge. Personally, I don't think there is going to be a lot left after they get a hold of you.

Shane's music grows louder.

Shane: Maybe Seph and I will just stand back and let Jeckel and his friends come and get ya. It ought to be entertaining to see what they have in store for you.

Several of the janitors look up from their work. They stand watching Shane as he cuts his promo.

Shane: Wait, what am I saying? I've had a week off. I'm back at 100%. Why not bury KOA on Monday night, then go have a nice dinner? Sounds like a plan to me.

At this point all of the janitors in the arena have stopped what they were doing and are focusing on Shane.

Shane: Diablo, Azure, if it's alright with you I plan on winning our match early so Seph and I can go out for tacos.

Several pyros explode in brilliant colors, behind Shane.

Shane: The Cleveland Express is running towards you. Stay on the tracks or get out of they way, it's your decision.

The pyros have ended. The music is coming to it's end. The lights slowly start dying down. Shane and the entrance ramp are again plunged into darkness.

The janitors go back to cleaning the arena.