Chris Staggs.  God damnit, you sure did step into the shit this time didn't you.  The other night on Adrenaline, you really fell into a victory that you just squeeked by to earn.  But just like your partner Colin, you came across Lady Luck.  That's right, you did it, and you will get credit for doing so.  When the record books are written up, you will be credited a win against the legend known as Tek Robbins.  And I guess when all breaks down in those record books, that is all that really counts huh?  But then something else steps in, and that is the reality.  You know in the back of your mind that you couldn't beat Tek Robbins on any other day.  But the planets lined up in your pecking order, and you pulled off the big victory.  Good job, but just like the saying goes, lightning only strikes in the same place once.   And if you have ever noticed  Staggs, when you get the better of Tek Robbins, no matter which way it happened or what the circumstances were, you get it all back ten fold.  Just wait Chris, just wait, you will run into Robbins soon enough, you and Tek will have another face off down the road.  And when it happens, good luck buddy.  But I got a quick thing to ask you.  You claim to be the longest reigning SWF Television Champion of all time? So what? Who gives a fuck? Do you think that Tek Robbins really gives a damn? Nope, nada, no way. You see Chris, you can hold onto that TV title until you are blue in the face, or until Baird tells you "Don't worry hun, I'll spit on it so it goes in easier", take your pick. But no matter which way you cut it, your TV title still cannot even create a dent in the wrestling industry compared to Tek Robbins storied history. Shit Chris, that TV title no matter how much you praise it and run your mouth on how great you are since you still hold it, still means nothing to "The Real Deal". Robbins stopped chasing TV titles and worthless championships like those back after the closure of the TWF. And since you claim to be such a history buff talking about how many losses Tek has taken, then let me throw out question numero dos at you. When did the TWF close Chris? 1999 mother fucker. Longer than you can even boast to have been in this business. Soak up the win now Staggs, enjoy it while it lasts.  Cause once Robbins is done taking care of business at Etenity 2K2, you can be sure that retribution will be his.

But Staggs, you ain't the concern now for Tek, he is more concerned with the showdown that has been building for months and months with Cyrus Stone.  It is at the doorstep, and ready to be taken over by Tek Robbins.  Cyrus Stone is ready to get his ass handed to him, and he doesn't even know it yet.  So please, be my guest Cyrus, boast and brag about this and that. Shit still means nothing until you bring it to the table. If you want to compare people you have beaten and dominated, don't bring your names to Tek, because that's like bringing some fuck up from single A minor leagues to pitch in the seventh game of the World Series. It ain't shit, because it doesn't compare. Just like you when you try to match talent with Tek Robbins. You cannot even match up in the same fucking bracket. Face it Stone, you are out of your fucking league.

[ Scene opens up in a large room that is lavishly decorated wall to wall with wrestling memorabilia.  There are two chairs in the middle of the room, one with a face that is about to make an impact in the sport of wrestling, and one who made his impact a while ago.  In the one chair is sitting head of The Wrestle Wave, Harry Seita.  He is dressed in a dark blue shirt and dress pants.  Sitting directly across from him is "The Real Deal" Tek Robbins.  Tek is wearing a orange Armani shirt and a pair of black dress slacks.   Tek has his hair neatly pulled back, and seems to be calm, amongst all of the hype for the SWF Pay-Per View right around to corner.  As the cameras in the room start to focus in, the interviewer begins to talk. ]

Harry Seita - Hello and welcome to first ever edition of The Wrestle Wave’s Interview Show.  I’m your host, Harry Seita, owner of this organization.  Today, I have with me my esteemed guest, Tek Robbins. It is an honor and privilege to have a star of your magnitude to kick off this interview show Tek.

Tek Robbins  - No problem Harry.  It’s good to be here.

Harry Seita - And, how're you this fine day?

Tek Robbins - Not bad...how about yourself?

Harry Seita - I'm not bad. Just relaxing this fine day.

Tek Robbins - Relaxing....shit, I haven't done that in months.   Must be nice.

Harry Seita - Yep, it sure is. You should try it.

Tek Robbins - Wish I could.  Too much pressure though.  I got alot of shit on my mind and alot of shit to worry about.

Harry Seita - Yeah. I can understand after watching what's taken place the past month or so.

[ Tek nods in agreement. ]

Harry Seita - So, shall we begin?

Tek Robbins - Sure...by all means go ahead.

Harry Seita - How do you feel about Chris Staggs? You say he got lucky, but some, not many, but some, said, it wasn't all luck.

[ Robbins starts to laugh to himself. ]

Tek Robbins - You know something Harry, it is good that you brought this up.  No matter what people say, Staggs did get lucky.  He knows it, I know it, and you know it.  It is a fact as sure as the sun rises every morning and sets every night.   Chris Staggs will get his.  I will get even...that is a promise.

Harry Seita - Well, everyone has their own opinions. Strick Carrington, a man who truly disgusts me, and whenever I see one of his promo's on television, I’m one to be quick and change the channel. You two have a past from Ego Driven. Can you explain a little bit on this?

Tek Robbins - To put it bluntly, Strick Carrington is a jealous and envious man.  That is what caused the break up of Ego Driven.  That stable was his baby, that stable he created, but he made one mistake with it.  He got a man who is a bigger star and better talent than him in there.   That man is Tek Robbins.  When Strick finally realized that I was truly the new leader of Ego Driven, he couldn't stand it, and decided to kick me out.  But what he didn't count on, was that I would not lose my steam.  And I am better than ever, and I will even the score with Carrington.

Harry Seita - Strick has the chance to become SWF World Champion. If he can defeat Namen Hammer, WWS World Champion, then he will become SWF World Champion, because, quite frankly Jason Rothchild sucks. Do you think you deserve the first shot at Strick if he does become Champion?

Tek Robbins - No doubt in my mind.  I do deserve the first shot at whoever comes out of Eternity 2K2 with the title.  Whether it is Hammer, Carrington or my Malicious Intent partner, Jason Rothchild.  I believe that both Kramer and Rodriguez know that I deserve that shot also.

[ Tek Robbins gets really close to Seita, right in his face. ]

Tek Robbins - And by the way Seita...don't bad mouth Rothy like that again.  Like he says "You mess with me, you're messing with fire. You fuck with my boys, and your life expires.".

Harry Seita – Sorry Tek.  Here is another question for you, why haven't you asked Rothchild for a shot out of respect? You afraid it could break up Malicious Intent?

Tek Robbins - Because Jason has his own agenda now, as I do mine.  He is concentrating on his title, while I am concentrating on other matters at hand.  If we talked about it, I am sure that Rothy would give me the shot, no questions asked.  But the break up of MI is not a factor in the equation.   We are the most powerful group the SWF has ever seen, and in that group, we are a very cohesive unit.  So a match between any members of Malicious Intent would not harm the group, but just give the fans a showcase of the best talent the world of wrestling has to offer.

Harry Seita – Moving onto another topic.  Team Weed.  I think I’ve said enough right there.

Tek Robbins - You sure have.  Those potheads are nothing but cancer any and everywhere they go.  But I have already beaten both "Steel" Loch Voorhees on a few occasions and have gotten the better of T-Dogg as well.  They know what they are messing with, and that is why for the majority the time, they stay as far away from "The Real Deal" as possible, to avoid yet another beating at my hands.

Harry Seita - Now, a true crime was committed to you, Tek. Colin Braid screwed you out of the National championship. That must have pissed you off a lot.

Tek Robbins - You know what, at the time, when it happened, it did bother me.  I mean, take a look at the footage.  I had to be attacked by Nemesis and not be cleared for the match to fight for my National Championship.  But when I ignore the warnings of the doctors and make my way to the ring, it takes not only the finisher of Jake Douglas to make me tap, but it takes Baird to lock in his submission move also, in order for me to drop my title.  Does that seem like a clean win to you Harry?  Getting attacked by Nemesis, than getting two finishers locked in on me before I tap out.  Does that sound like a clean title victory to you?

Harry Seita - Hell naw.  Pisses me off to see idiots like them get away with shit like that

Tek Robbins - Exactly.  Baird knows he couldn't get a clean pin fall or submission over Tek Robbins.  Just like his buddy Chris Staggs knows he couldn't beat me on any other day.  They both got lucky, very lucky.  But soon enough, their luck will run out.

Harry Seita - Now, it's time for that big question. Someone you know very well is in the IFW. And coincidentally... That man is the same man you'll be facing in a match to decide who leaves the SWF. You think he's getting ready for the move by signing with the resurging IFW? Of coarse... that man is Cyrus Stone.

Tek Robbins - That is precisely what Stone is doing.  He knows he is on his way out of the SWF, and I will be the man that puts him out on his ass.  So he will run back to his safe haven, IFW, and continue to struggle there.

Harry Seita - Yeah, he will have to struggle. Do you think there will be anything left of him for IFW's Universal Championship tournament?

Tek Robbins - Lets put it this way, if Cyrus is lucky, he will leave the SWF on a stretcher.

Harry Seita - If, that's a word I think I should stress. If he is lucky.

Tek Robbins - Couldn't have said it better myself.

Harry Seita - Any final thoughts?

Tek Robbins - Final thoughts?  Yeah....Cyrus Stone, you have no idea what is coming your way.  Any battle that I have ever been through before, no matter if it was for a title or not, I have not been more prepared for any match as I am for this match. You will go down Stone, and you will go down hard.  This match will be mine, and that's "The Real Deal"!!

Harry Seita - Well thanks man. This was a great interview. To all those fans watching, be sure to order SWF Eternity 2k2! Well Tek, good luck at Eternity. Although, I’m positive you won't need it.

Tek Robbins - Thanks Harry, good to see you again.  Take it easy buddy.

[ About three hours later, the scene fades into the lobby of a large hotel in Los Angeles.  There are many different people roaming around the hotel, but the camera catches the attention of a specific one.  Tek Robbins comes through the main door, from his recent interview, and nods at the camera in acknowledgement.  He makes his way over to the lounge area of the lobby and plops down on one of the large leather sofas.  As the camera makes its way over, the jovial look on Tek's face changes to what is pure uncaged rage.   When the camera finally settles in on Tek's face, he removes his sunglasses, and glares at the camera.]

Finally.  Finally the showdown is evident.  Only two days until it goes down.  It has been over six months in the waiting.  For six long months, we have been going at it.  Week in.   Week out.  Every fucking show.  It hasn't stopped.  There is only one question that remains now.  One question that will answer exactly how you are going to approach this match.  How you are going to approach your fate.   Approach your doom.  Approach your demise.  Are you sure you are prepared for this?  When you break it down.  You know you aren't even close to ready for this showdown.  You know it, I know it, the entire world knows it.

Cyrus Stone, you have been a leech on my back the entire ride.  You have been nothing but a cancer that has annoyed he living hell out of me since we started this journey.  And guess what Cyrus, I have finally found the cure for the cancer.  The antidote is on the way.  In the form of a sixty minute Iron Man Match.  The true test of what a man has in the ring.  A true test as to what a superstar has deep inside.  A true challenge that a wrestler cannot walk into blindly.  Whether you realize it or not Cyrus, you are walking into this match blindly.  You are coming into this test that will put you out of the Superior Wrestling Federation once and for all, with your eyes covered.  You have made a fatal mistake before you even had the chance to realize you were making it.  Cyrus, your mistake is a common one.  Your mistake is the mistake that everyone who ignorantly struts into a match makes.  And that is underestimating your opponent.  I won't bullshit you.  I won't bullshit the world.  Everyone does it.  From time to time, each and every superstar thinks less of their opponent than they really should.  And that is exactly that you have put on your plate this time Stone.  Exactly what you have set up for yourself is what you have set up time and time again.  Failure.

I would have expected more from you.  After going at it for six long and hard months, I would have thought you would be the last person to underestimate me.  We have been battling week after week, month after month, longer than alot of the people out there have even been in the wrestling business.  And yet, you fall into that rookie trap.  You have been in this industry since 1996, and yet you still make rookie mistakes.  Would have thought you would have gotten out of that rut Stone.  But the more I think about it, the more it makes sense.  I have seen you have do it before, and it is only inevitable that you would do it again.  Still Cyrus, as you have been your entire life, you are now my disappointment.

One thing that I noticed though Stone, that was just pointed out to me under an hour ago, is that you have already accepted your loss.  You have already accepted the fact that I am going to drive you out of the SWF at Eternity 2K2.  Running back to the IFW.  Running back pulling your tail between your legs, and Tepper's dick back in your mouth.  But damn, it looks like that is just history repeating itself yet again.  Think about it Cyrus, why would you ever want to leave the IFW?  That is the place you started, and that will be the place where you more than likely end it.  But more than those reasons, more than that, whether you realize it or not, that is the only place you have ever been succesful.  You have never done anything anywhere else, that measures up to a pile of shit.  But when you go to your IFW, you are the unsung hero that is finally starting to get recognition.  You are the former Universal Champion, that is fighting to get his title back.  Well I give you credit for it Stone, I give you alot of credit for it.  But there is still one glaring fact that you cannot get past.  No matter how hard you try, you cannot get past the fact that I acheived that Universal Title in less than two months, where it took you five long years to get to that level.  I surpassed what you did in that federation, before you did, in less than one tenth of the time.  Gotta hurt when everywhere you look, Tek Robbins has done better than you have. Any solid talent in the IFW, I have already beaten.  Sexy SK and Jason Stylez already have fallen to me, and you are the guarenteed next Cyrus.  You are the one who will go down the hardest.  The way that those two fell, is nothing compared to how I am going to take you down.  I have a full uninterupted hour to bring the pain to you Stone.  There is nothing you can do to stop it.  This will be the clash that will set the standard for everyone to follow.  It will be the culmination of a long and battled feud.  I have bled at your hands, and you have bled at mine.   Are you ready to bleed at mine again Stone?

You made a solid point thought Cyrus.  You did hit on one thing, that makes speaks the absolute truth.  And coming from a drunken rambling idiot, for that I give you credit.  You said that two of the most dominating forces in the wrestling businees over the past two years are finally going to square off.  That is exactly what we are, and that is exactly what we are going to do.  It will be the battle to end all battle and the war to end all wars.  Nothing can stop the devistation that is around the corner.  Nothing can stop the mayhem this match is going to cause.  Those sixty minutes, will be an eternity.  Each one of those sixty mintues will be a lifetime in it's own right.   And to tell you honestly Cyrus, I would have it no other way.  I would not change a thing, for the fact that I have been budgeted sixty minutes of pure and unadultarated pain your way.  This is your end Cyrus Stone.  This is where your train stops, and this is where I boot you out of the door.  I have been waiting for this for a very long time.  Don't disappoint Cyrus.  Whatever you do, do not disappoiont and come with your bullshit.  I want you to bring it all to the table.   I want you to lay out everything you have.  Beacause the wrestling industry, the entire fucking world knows that I will give all I have and then some.  This Sunday, at the SWF Pay-Per-View Extravaganza, I am going to take you to hell and back.   I hope you are ready for the journey.  Because this will be the ride of your life.   Old friend, I will see you at Eternity 2K2, the score will be settled.   When all is said and done, you will be looking up at the lights, shoulders pinned to the mat, while my hand is raised in victory.  And that's The Real Deal!!!

[ With that, Tek stands back up and makes his way past the camera.  He stolls over to the elevator and waits for it to come back down to the first floor.  As Tek enters the elevator, and the doors close, he lips to the camera in a very low tone, "It's Over".  Scene fades to black.]