The scene fades in to a large room; it hosts a few chairs and a large round, mahogany table. There are no curtians on the windows, just a darken shade. Footsteps can be heard echoing within the room as The APWO World Champion steps into view.
His musculine shoulders host the golden title as he steps up to the round table placing it upon the ceramic top.
All men created equal.... he lets out a sarcastic laugh. Not in my book. Cage, you strongly believe you are superior to all men; what's going to happen when I strip you of your beliefs? What then Cage...
Kole drops his legs to the floor, still leaning back in the seat smiling.
You see, I may still be the same 'rookie' that I was back in XPWA, or even back when you and Jim lead the APWO of 'old', but look at me now... in only a few short months, I've went from being that 'so-called rookie' to being a champ; A WORLD CHAMP.
Kole scoots his seat back, now standing infront of the table.
Cage, This Sunday night, what will you do when a member of the 'board' gets his ass handed to him by a 'rookie'? Huh Cage...How are you going to be able to lead a company when you can't even beat a low life life me.... What kind of leadership are you going to be representing? You along with the band of 'misfits', Claymore and Do'Meirst... expect to run this Federation into a lost acquisition. When this Sunday night, not only will you see first hand that all men aren't created equal, but you will also witness first hand, Why I am the Champion and the most profitable thing going this Federation has ever seen.
The scene fades with Kole walking towards the door..
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