{Derian Deniot} " Seth, there's got to be an easier way to get past this. GAH! NOT AGAIN!"

{Seth Calvert} " Ah screw this. We'll get back to it later. Besides man, you know we got that interview thing with Doc Brief. He's gotta look at my leg, and then he's got some questions for us. "

{Derian Deniot} " Yeah I guess. Can I just try once more? I'm sure I can...nevermind. "

**As Qui Gon once again disappears in the the black void of the city of Coruscant into a seemingly endless line of flying cars, Derian puts the controller next to the Playstation, and takes off in the direction of the trainer's room...Seth looks at the game a few seconds longer and...makes the jump...he pauses the game and follows Derian.**

{Seth Calvert} " Doc? We're here. My leg feels a lot better and..."

{Doctor Hanes Brief} " Seth? What the....Oh crap...*Doc struggles to hide the syringe.* "

**Derian's girl leans over and gives him a little lip-to-lip, and waves as she scurries off. Derian combs his hair back, and Seth gets up on the examination table.**

{Doctor Hanes Brief} " Ahem...well Seth, let's have a look at the leg. Roll up your pant leg please."

**Seth obliges, and rolls the right leg up. Brief looks at the leg, examines it, and asks Seth a few questions about pain here and there, or numbness. After some very positive answers, the good Doctor nods his head in approval.**

{Doctor Hanes Brief} " Okay then Seth. Looks like this wheel is good to roll. But come back after the match just so I can see how it did."

{Derian Deniot} " Good job Seth. Okay Doc, now we're ready for that little interview segment you wanted with us."

**Doc pulls out a notepad that is obviously riddled with questions. Doc pulls off the first page and throws it in the trash. He scans the pad and then begins.**

{Doctor Hanes Brief} " Derian, you've got Chris Concord both at Late Nite Live and at Saturday Massacre. But at the Pay Per View, you've also got to contend with three other individuals, one of which is a good friend of yours, C.E.O. Matt Fisher. Along side him are Alfred Steel, Mark Madness, and of course Chris Concord. On your side, you've got Air Born Craig Oliver, your normal partner Rancid, and the questionable X-Dog."

{Derian Deniot} " Questionable is right. Hell, as a character, I like the pup. But the guy is damn obnoxious and arrogant. Sure, I am too, just ask anyone who I stole their lady from. X-Dog's a good person to have by your side though in a fight like this...just look out after the match. Rancid...well, he's said he'd be a lot better after yesterday...I told him to lay off the booze, and he's done good so far. I gotta talk to him after this. In top condition, Rancid won't be stopped. Hell, he might take out the entire team, both on their side and ours. Obviously, I'm trustin' him. And then our Capitain. Captain Oliver, I saw all but one comment out of him, and I don't think he's the right guy to lead our team. Granted, he's the Lightweight Champion, and congratulations on that Craig. But to lead a team of quite well accomplished individuals including a monster, a brash competitor, and a Sex Icon? Nevermind...You've got the other side there right? Steel, Madness, Concord, and Fisher. Steel needs to have his mind somewhere other than the Rocky Mountains, if ya know what I mean. He's not exactly the most focused on this match, but hell, he's getting in there, and what happens to him happens. Mark Madness seems to be nowhere in sight. I think he got slapped by the girl he tried to pick up. Chris Concord, the poorly misinformed bastard who wants to make me bleed because he thinks I ran over his butthole buddy. I'll get to him later. And Fish. Man, I don't know...he doesn't seem too enthusiastic about the match, and he's regretting the fact that Late Nite put him into it. He's also quite angered and confused at X-Dog's comments, of course, I am too. The DRWF didn't make this Pay Per View, Mr. Late Nite and The Elite Alliance did. If there's anything that the C.E.O. is, he is not a power abuser. He didn't put himself into this match. But Fish, if he wants to fight, I'll give him a fight. No doubt about that."

**Doc looks over at Seth, who has been rubbing his leg this time.**

{Doctor Hanes Brief} " Seth, you tomorrow have the monster known as Neon. He's countered your fact of beating Enforcer...and you've got him in oddly enough a regular match...well regular by Death Row Standards."

{Seth Calvert} " Just listening to Neon's promos has cured my recent insomnia. With him mentioning the word DEATH or DYING at every sentence, it's a wonder why we still give him air time. Doc, I'm going back to the Old School roots here. Back at a time where we didn't have "You are going to die..." or "I will feast on your rotting flesh". But where we had a time of promos where we knew what to say to just get our point across. Things like "You see my fist? It's goin' through your head! You see my foot? It's headed up your ass!" You see? We got right to the point of our conversations without sounding ridiculous. Because face it Doc. Are we really going to tear each other limb from limb? Are we going to really suck the souls from our opponents? No! The bottom line is that Neon, at Late Nite Live, is going to get his ass kicked Old School Style by the Prince of Old School himself. He wants to sit around cemetaries and speak to the dead, he can go ahead, because it's not gonna give him any enlightenment. Neon severely underestimates me. He says that I, myself, am underestimating him, but Doc, if there's one thing I've learned in this business, it's to never underestimate anyone. You can ask Trey Hamlyn. No, I don't understimate Neon - to do so would be suicide. Oh yeah, I know Neon's gonna come back with some half-assed reply like, "You're committing suicide by stepping in the ring with me!!!" So in all earnest, Neon needs to shut the hell up! And Matt Budai, don't think I've forgotten about him. I'll get to him in due time. Pure Old School Style."

{Doctor Hanes Brief} "Wow...well, thanks Seth. And thanks Derian. You two have got to be the best people that I've ever interviewed. Well, good luck in your matches Friday and Saturday. And Seth, look after that leg."

**Seth gets down from the examination table, and starts limping out. His limp isn't as prominent as before, but it's still noticeably there. Derian struts out and before he gets out the door, he nods towards the doctor. The doc goes back to his syringe.........**

{Dick Dagger} "Well folks, it's time we placed a call to the DRWF's C.E.O., Matt Fisher. Let's call him on his cell phone..."

**You hear ringing in the background. Suddenly, the voice of our C.E.O. picks up.**

{C.E.O. Matt Fisher} " Hello?"

{Dick Dagger} " Yo yo C.E.O.! This is Dick Dagger from WDRR!"

{C.E.O. Matt Fisher} " Oh yeah, hey there Dick. What can I do for you? You know that I'm a representative of the people. "

{Dick Dagger} " Sure Fish. We just wanted to know what your comments are on X-Dog's recent comments? "

{C.E.O. Matt Fisher} " You want to know what my honest opinion is? He's a guy who talks a lot, and doesn't think before he speaks. X-Dog needs to get his facts straight. Dick, you know as well as I do that I didn't put myself in this match. If X-Dog bothered to take a check, he'd see that this entire Pay Per View was constructed by the sickening Elite Alliance. Mr. Late Nite made the card, and I was forced into this match. He thinks it's abuse of power, when my power had nothing to do with it. Now, if he wants me to put him in matches that he doesn't give a flip about, I can and will do that. But I've got Late Nite Live. I've got to face three other guys besides X-Dog. And two of them are my friends! Craig Oliver, X-Dog, Derian Deniot, and Rancid...aww hell....screw this match. Nothing bad happens to me, I don't have a win-loss-draw record. So whatever happens to me, I DON'T GIVE A DAMN! That's my thoughts on this match. Screw you Late Nite! Screw you Elite Alliance, I DON'T CARE! "

{Dick Dagger} "Sounds like smart thinking from a staff member. I mean, it doesn't hurt you or your reputation, so why do you have to do your best?"

{C.E.O. Matt Fisher} "Wait wait wait, don't get me wrong Dick. I know the fans want to see me do something in the ring...probably to laugh, but if it's in the fans best interest, I'll give it what I got. Good enough Dick?"

{Dick Dagger} "Yeah Fish, that's basically all I needed to know. Thanks for joining us. Okay folks next we have..."

**And we hear no more of Dick for now. Now our scene shifts to a car. Derian Deniot is talking on the cell phone.**

{Rancid} "I'm in top form Derian. I'm going to take every single one of them out. I'll crush Al Steel....I'll demolish Mark Madness...and I'll maul Chris Concord. And X-Dog...he insulted me and you...if he gets in my way at all...I'll eat him for lunch. There's no escaping it Derian. Everyone's going to get driven to hell..."

**A conversation continues like this with Derian telling Rancid to stay away from the liquor for another 72 hours, and Rancid saying that everyone in his path will get run down...even the C.E.O...**