[ The scene ] Little Rock National Airport, Little Rock, Arkansas [ Time ] Approx. 3.15am-Sunday, Feb 20th.

A slight mist of rain falls upon the concrete runway, much to the liking of the tourist and visitors traveling to and from the Central Arkansas region.

The long lines at each ticket counter make it hard from oncoming patrons to check into their flight schedule. One man walks through the barbaric crowd and makes his way to the gate inwhich he awaits for his flight.

He places down his duffle bag, and folds his black leather treanchcoat over the back of a seat. He takes the chair next to him and begins to sit.

Twisting his neck from left to right, you can hear the sudden "popping" of his vertebre as it makes a sickening sound. The indentions in the man's neck swell, showing the musculine features. As the man relaxes upon the chair, the voice of a flight attendant comes over the intercom, anouncing the flights loading precedures.

The man looks down to his watch, and to the loading gate, from there he begins gathering his belongings as he makes his way to the entrance. Further on into the scene, a female voice can be heard echoing through the halls of the loading dock.

Chambers... wait!!

The camera pans quickly to the shapely body of a woman. Her slender legs, her curvasious hips, and the animalistic way she carried herself captured the crowd very easily. She continued on, stopping midway down the hall capturing the attention of Kole Chambers.

You're not getting on this flight.

Chambers rivets down upon the woman and lifting an eyebrow to her.

What did you just say?

I sai...... the woman is quickly cut off in mid sentence.

I know what you said, however I am trying to find out what makes you think I'm not getting on this flight.

The woman smiles cunningly, as her hands are now being placed upon her hips.

I just got a call from the APWO office, and your next match is against Jaiden Do'Meirst again, only this time for the US Title. There is no way you're going to sit back in your recliner in New York and take this match as just any ordinary one. He beat yo.... she once again is cut off in mid sentence.

He DID NOT BEAT me..... I was screwed out of that match, I wasn't.... the woman tosses up her right hand, motioning to Chambers to quiet down.

I don't give a damn what you call it Chambers, you lost, and you are not going to ruin my image by losing and blaming it on being screwed.

Chambers drops the duffle bag from his shoulder, stepping directly into the face of the young lady.

Ruin YOUR image? Since when has anything I've acomplished been about you? You don't own me and you won't be trying to relive your sucess through me. I'm no toy lady, nor your puppet to pull strings on. So don't flatter yourself thinking I care about your damn image, because I don't.

Kole leans down, picking up the shoulder strap to the duffle bag and places it upon his left shoulder.

The woman squints her eyes, looking around to the crowd of people boarding the plane as a sardonic grin forms along her lips.

So.. That's it? You're leaving me pregnant with your child for another woman, Kole Chambers?

Kole stops immediately in his tracks, as every eye now peers over to the woman, giving Kole a cold glance.

What the hell are you doing? Kole turns giving the woman an evil look.

I'm getting what I want. the woman whispers to Kole.

You can't leave me Kole, You told me I was more than just a one night. How could you do this to us Kole? the woman now begins an uncontrolable outburst of tears, as Kole looks around to see the eyes being laid upon him.

Why are you doing this? Kole reaches out to the woman's shoulders, placing his hands upon them shaking her, and jaring off the black sunglasses that rest upon the top of her blonde hair. Stop this!!

Stop what...loving you?... You want me to stop so you can move on in your wrestling career? You want to forget the night we created this child? The night you told me you would be with me forever? Stop What Mr. Chambers??? The woman's cries get louder as a few of the bystanders look on in disbelief.

Upon boaring the entrance ramp, a few passengers pass by calling names to Kole, as one little old lady stops to smack him in the back of the head with her huge leather purse.

I don't think you're going to be too popular on this flight now Chambers, so you may as well do as I say and come with me. the woman now glares up to Kole with a lavish smile, as Kole rolls his eyes, gathering his things and exiting the boarding deck.

Further into the scene we see the two exiting the airport; a long black limo awaits in the front with a Texas licence plate reading "Hurst 1" on the back. The limo's hood scoop has a flaming wolf with the words "New Breed" painted in blood red letters upon the center of it.

The two begin to enter the limo, the woman's cell phone rings just as the doors shut behind them.

Yes?... a short pause I don't care what you do with it, just get that damn thing out of my office. I am not about to sit and stare at a 4ft bird in a monkey suit all day long.

The woman flips her cell down and looks over to Kole, who glares at her with cold eyes.

I can not believe you stood there and made a complete ass out of me in that damn airport.

You just don't get it, do you Kole? I ALWAYS find ways of getting what I want. Now that we're on our way to Texas, we're going to get a few things straight before we arrive. First of all, when you say I don't own you... You're wrong about that, I do own you. I brought you into this business, because I saw the talent you hold. I got you where you are right now, my agency has promoted you since your days in OW and with out my name endoursing you, you wouldn't be as popular as you are right this minute. the woman opens a small consoled bar pulling out a bottle of the finest wine, opening it and pouring it into 2 glasses.

Here, this is to you...the future APWO United States Champion.

Kole glares down at the glass and over to the woman, he presses the button and lowers the window in the back seat, he takes the glass from the woman's hand and tosses it out the window.

There's to your endoursments, I'll be whipping Mr. U.S Champs' ass without you.

Scene fades to Kole's evil grin and the woman's screams.. That was a $1,500 wine glass you just threw out the window!!!!