{The screen fades in and out as the signal gets stronger. As the cameras come into view, the moon casts and eerie purple glow over the jagged city line. The picture flashes ahead to another part of the city on the lower southside of down town. This is obviously a night club of some kind and that is apparent by the music and lights booming forth. A verity of different people are lined up down the block, from businessmen in suits to teens with spiked blue hair, to girls in short skirts and pasties. A camera crew from the NOW pulls up and parks right out in front. They step forth and walk up to the door where two large bouncers are standing and watching them approach. The camera man realizes who one of the bouncers is and decides to say hi.}

Camera man: Hey! Aren’t you Darren Jones? Yea, the middle linebacker from the Jets! Holy shit how ya doing man?

Darren: Doing fine always nice to meet a fan….You guys are on the list, you’re here to see cross right?

Camera man: yea we have a….

{He’s abruptly cut off by the lead reporter who was agitated that the cameraman was handling the situation, so he steps in.}

Reporter: LOOK! I'm on a schedule, I need to be somewhere in 45 minutes! Can we get this show on the road please!

Darren: Let me tell you something! Keep running your mouth to me and ill grind you’re little ass into the concrete.

{He turns to his left and nods to the other bouncer, he picks up a phone and makes a call}

Darren: Ok Tragedy Ann will be here in about 15 minutes….

Reporter: LOOK were are here to see Etan Cross, not Tragedy Ann! I'm getting just a little tired of…..

{Darren has enough of the reporter’s mouth and grabs him, then tosses him into the side of the building; he then grabs him by the collar and gets in his face.}

Darren: Look little man…I told you one time to keep your mouth shut……If I have to say one more word to you one of his is gonna be in a lot of pain….and I'm guessing it won’t be me….. GOT ME?

Reporter: ….Yes…I got it.

{Just then a beautiful woman with a black top and red and black hair walks up them out in front of the club….}

Tragedy Ann: Hello…..im guessing you’re here to interview Etan Cross?

Reporter: Well it fucking took you long enough! Where’s Cross?! We don’t have all night and I'm getting tied of this crap….

{Tragedy Ann is a little shocked then smiles…..]

Tragedy Ann: Well….i can tell you and Etan are going to get along just fine….follow me.

{Tragedy Ann leads them into the club and the cameraman starts rolling. He can’t believe his eyes because everywhere he turns there is someone famous, Pamela Anderson, Fred Dirst, Carmen Electra, Ed Norton, Courtney Love and so on and so on. As they pass Paris Hilton the camera man zooms up and notices her talking to Jeremy Shockey.}

Reporter: So who owns the place?

Tragedy Ann: I do…..

{the Reporter notices at a table in the distance Etan Cross sitting at a table surrounded by women. As they get closer they realize Etan has his hand on the knee of a tall blonde sitting beside him and he’s slowly sliding it upward. Blaze is sitting to his left talking to a redhead slowly looking her up and down. This causes Tragedy Ann to become extremely agitated. She walks up to the table and Grabs the red head by her hair and tosses her in the floor. The girl hits hard on her upper back, she is pissed as hell as she gets to her feet, she turns and realize who it is. Tragedy Ann jumps in her face….}

Tragedy Ann: Listen Terra, I'm gonna tell you for the LAST time…..Blaze is mine and if I see you near her again, I'm gonna take a pair of pliers and rip everyone of your teeth out!

Terra: Listen Don’t you EVER TOUCH me again!

{As the two women argue the reporter walks past them and right up to Etan Cross}

Reporter: LOOK! I don’t have time for this crap! I was sent here for an interview with you Cross! If you don’t want it we can be on our way……

{Etan ignores him……}

Reporter: Look god damit! I'm not gonna put up with this! You don’t want this interview you can kiss my ass for making me waste my time!

{Etan Cross takes his attention from the Blonde and smiles at the reporter, he looks at Blaze and the Tragedy Ann and nods. Tragedy Ann pushes the other female out of her way then walks towards the reporter. Blaze just puts her leg up and stands up on the table, they both walk up to the reporter and start to rub his shoulders, back, neck and arms then Blaze steps up and grabs him by his collar and kisses him, the reporter is shocked and surprised at first then starts to get into it, then the next thing he feels is pain shooting threw his face, he tries to pull away and Blaze has her teeth sunk into his bottom lip and won’t let go. Tragedy Ann steps foreword and kicks him in his left knee, then his right causing him to fall to his knees, but Blaze won’t let go as he screams out in pain. Tragedy Ann steps up and grabs both his arms by the wrist and holds them behind him and kicks him in his balls from the back 3 times. The man winces in pain as tears start streaming down his face. Etan Cross gets up and walks slowly towards him…..}

Etan: Let me tell you something…..and im going to make this as long winded as possible because you’re a fucking idiot…. One if you EVER talk to me like that again, ill beat you till you can’t open your eyes anymore…Two if I let Blaze bite a chunk of your lip off Richmond might fine me for that….and Three If you ever talk to me like that again, ill beat till you can’t open your eyes anymore……I suggest you pay close attention to rules one and three....now this is the way an interview with the n.X.n works…..you keep your FUCKING mouth shut and we talk…..unless you are spoken to….those are the rules period……Got me!

{he nods yes}

Etan: Good….Blaze..Tragedy….let him go….

{Blaze pulls and lets his lip go, she then backs away, as does Tragedy Ann. Tragedy walks up and hugs Blaze and starts to kiss her deeply. The reported just sits on the floor in stunned silence looking down at his hands as the blood from his mouth drips down on to them…..}

Etan: Now you! Cameraman……bring that camera in here I have a little something I would like to say…………..Good Since……Innocence crippled Mankind….Dead kings Many things I could not find…How many lies can they tell me to keep me down…how many times can they kick me when im on the ground…..Those are some of the questions that some people ask of themselves every day….Now matter how you look at it, or analyze it some situations just can’t be over come…..some doors just can’t be opened….some questions just can’t be answered. There’s No rhyme or reason for it, there’s no logical explanation for it that’s just the way it is. Just like there are some people that are put on earth to die, that man that slips and falls from the bridge, the victim coming out of the store who’s never hurt a sole in her life and she get shot down in a drive by 2 blocks form where she lives by some gang banger she doesn’t know and has never seen.  Which brings me to my final point…. Some people are just put here to lose, there’s nothing they can do about it, there’s no hope to change their fate… no matter how fast they run, no matter how high they can jump, no matter how hard they train, no matter how hard they try they just can’t win. Thor this isn’t your fault… you were put in a situation where the only outcome is pain…Let me break this down so you can understand, you’re a fucken’ punching bag, and when you step in that ring im declaring open season on your ass. I will be a champion again because that is who I am, and you will be beaten again because that’s who you are…..period.  Fear the Cross little boy, because very very soon….your sorry as is gonna be Hooked to it……..Now let me send a few words to a new friend of mine…..Eclipse, if you ever need any back up..pick up your phone and place a call right here to the House of Pain, or to the Cross Roads Training Center and Etan Cross, Blaze and Tragedy Ann will be right there, and well always have your back…….Now this interview is over….. Everyone out there only needs to remember one thing and thats

The Machine is on the Prowl.....and the Anti-Hero is on the rise.........

Tragedy Ann: Pick that chicken lip bitch up and get him the fuck out of my club…

{With that being said the camera man helps the reported to his feet and backs up slowly, he watches and records as Blaze and her lover Tragedy Ann embrace and begin to kiss one another…..Etan Cross walks up and grabs them both by the back of the head and gives them both a kiss…..He looks to the side and motions to Paris Hilton, she comes over and walks behind him and sits at his table….Etan glances at her, then looks at the camera…then puts his head back….and laughs out loud.