The scene opens inside the lavish, ranch-style home of Summer Kensington-Hurst in San Antonio, Texas. The parlor doors from the entrance of the home are opened and there before you stands an allusion of a 14ft high golden spiral staircase.

The rails are wrapped in ivy plants, blossemed with white rosebuds. From the staircase to the left, your eyes ponder to a lovely glass cabnit, holding various antigues and heirlooms from the Kensington family line from the 18th century.

The camera zooms in on an array of precious gems and crystals, admiring the uniqueness of each item. From there we move toward an empty hallway. The hall is lined with various autographed pictures of famous wrestlers and models from around the World. A crystal chandelier hangs from the celing as the light gives just enough tint to further brighten the path.

From there the camera twists from left to right admiring the 16 room bottom floor. As you take the hidden elevator, that few are aware of, secretly embeded underneath the golden staircase, the camera takes you to the second floor.

From what the camera allows you to see, crystal spring water pumps through the valves of an olympic sized indoor swimming pool. The flooring is of a polished hard wood, inlined with a white rock trim surrounding the 10ft ceramic pool.

Standing ontop of the bronzed colored diving board, wearing a white string bikini is Cassie Hurst. Cassie bounces upon the edge with her toes pointed at the waters. With her eyes closed she lunges foward in a diving position and graces the water, head first.

The camera peers downward to the inside of the pool, following her movement. Several seconds have passed as Cassie spouts out from across the other side of the pool, exhausted and gasping for air.

32.6 seconds...not bad, but I can do it in 30.

The voice of Colton Hurst was heard as the camera lifts up and focusing upon him. Colton stands with a pair of navy "Gucci" swim trunks, a black stop watch, and a white towel losely hanging across his shoulders.

breathing deeply... Bullshit!! catching her breath, If you do that...I'll do it in less than 30, get out and climb the ramp to the slide.

You're on..

Colton drops his towel, places the stop watch on the wicker table and makes his way around toward the diving board. Cassie slowly retrieves herself from the waters, as the bikini bottom clings tightly to her well-rounded backside.

You're going to regret this, you know. Colton now begins to walk up the ladder to the diving board.

yeah.....yeah, and my tits are sagging...so hurry up and make a fool out of yourself already...

Cassie stands now holding the stop watch in her hand. She gets ready to click the timer.... Go.......

Colton take a leap and dives in. As he reaches the waters, you immediately see him swimming toward the other end. Cassie walks along the side of the pool, making sure Colton doesn't come up for air.

Colton makes it half way and Cassie looks on at the watch, she squints her eyes and notices the time.

Dammit..

Colton has made it to the other end. He swims his way to the top, gasping for air as well.

Time... he pulls himself up solwly to the side of the pool, leaning upon the cement.

30.5 seconds... she smiles

Let me see... he manages to pull himself up from the water from the side of the pool, bulging the biceps in his arms.

30.5??? God Damn....

Cassie stands smiling.

Sorry bro...but you can't be as perfect as me.. she winks, tossing the stop watch to him.

What the hell does that mean Cass?

For starters Colton, Who has a title and who doesn't? Who is undeafted, and who can't even get a win in his own speciality type match? You're nothing like Dad, Colton. You can't even beat Sage.....

Colton slams the stop watch onto the floor. He walks to Cassie, shoving her shoulders backwards, with a stern look.

Look, just because you're my little sister, doesn't mean I won't slap you around a few times. You got lucky with Sage... if it wasn't for that dick head Bastiun, you would have been on your back looking up at him.

Cassie comes back at Colton with a kick to the shin.

Atleast Bastiun helped.... What did you do? Cassie now stand in her brother's face; nose to nose.

You brother dear.....got your ass kicked.

You know Cassie, I've put up with alot of shit from you over the years and I've held my tongue for even longer, but when you start trashing me, and calling me worthless, that only brings out the best in me. See, now that I have to face Max, "The mad one", it's going to be all your fault when that poor sack of monkey shit gets the hell beat out of him. When he is falling on his head, dropping that stack of dimes he calls a neck to the mat, I am going to be thinking of you. I am going to remember all those nice words... all the votes of confindence you've ever given me.. and I am going to make that son of a bitch pay for it.

You best be worried about Mickey boy... because your hero Bastiun, won't be anywhere to be found and Sage will be just as helpless.

Colton shoves himself passed Cassie, walking to the changing room near the pool.

So what ever happens to Max Sunday night.... you only have yourself to blame. Because NOBODY calls COLTON HURST a LOSER!!!!

The scene starts to fade with Colton entering the dressing room, and shouting at the tip of his lungs...

DAMN YOU CASSIE....FOAMY THE SQUIRREL BOXERS!!!!......

The camera fades to Cassie's laughter..... LOSER!!!!