**The Sandman is sitting on a black leather couch looking into a blank T.V. screen. He wears his black Bruce Lee shirt and black kacki pants. He takes a drink of his Budweiser then tosses the empty can into the T.V. as it just hits the screen and drops to the floor. He puts his cigarrette out as the still warm cherry lights up the room a small bit. He stands up, stepping on the can. He walks into the bathroom in his locker room. He looks around then begins to talk.**

Sandman: " Heh.. Blindside and Primetime.. You both got lucky because if the match I made was still on.. you two would be put out of the EmF and into a hospital room for a long time. I know Cobra was looking forward to the match but now I think he is a little pre-occupied withthe newcomer Rock and.. "Primetime" Daniel Massoud. How does Primetime always end up in Cobra's matches? Well I seriously dont care actually, just as long Primetime and Cobra get exactly what they deserve. "

**Sandman looks around with a crazy/evil glance and punches the mirror in the bathroom. He walks out letting the door close behind him as the room goes completely dark.**

------------------------At The Arena..----------------------

**Jr & King talk while the fans cheer and camera's scan the arena. While rumors spread across the jam-packed arena Jr and King talk about the up coming match's for Return Of An Era.**

King: " I am really wanting to see the Sandman Vs. Castle Stairway To Hell match, I think it'll be great! "

Jr: " Yes, it will be a great match for sure. "

King: " I love the hardcore matches!! "

**Just then the lights dim out to a dull red as "Enter Sandman" blasts. The arena fills with a loud hissing sound as the fans boo Sandman out of the arena. He steps out onto the entrance way and raises his arm showing his tattoo to the dismay of the fans. He begins down the entrance ramp and climbs up the steps onto the apron. He faces the ring with his back and takes a drink of his beer. He sprays it out onto the fans and they try to cover themselves. The announcer hands him the mic. as he walks towards the middle of the ring.**

Announcer: " He.. Here Sir. "

Sandman: " Just move. "

Announcer: " O.. Ok Sir. "

Sandman: " To Slow! "

**Sandman punches the Announcer in the stomach and kicks him in the ribs as he falls over. He picks up his Singapore Cane that he dropped when he got into the ring and hits the bent over Announcer as he falls in between the top and middle ropes to the floor.**

Sandman: " Road, you think this is your ring? You only wish, I made this Fed. Me and Prez Mike made this fed. Prez Mike will forever rule the EmF with an Iron Fist while I take care of any incompitent fools... Well atleast that was my intention when I made that tag team match for Return Of An Era but no.. had to be canceled... Fine I understand, Just gives me a chance to show Castle who the real hardcore icon of this fed is! "

**Fans boo Sandman as he continues on**

Sandman: " Well Castle, We have met on several occcasions and you seemed to beat me everytime. Hell even Kid Extreme beat me everytime we met, wherever he is now anwyays. Well Castle I believe it was ring rust and now it's all gone, as you can see from me having this eXtReMe title. "

**Sandman lifts his shirt to reveal the Extreme title underneath as the fans boo him even more.**

Sandman: " Well Castle, as much as some.. no most... people may hate me, they have to admit I earned this god damn title! "

Jr: " Good point, I dont like the guy but he certainly did earn it. "

King: " Yes, he sure did and I dont think he will be losing that title this Sunday... Unless he is killed.. Then he might lose. "

Sandman: " Good point King. I was sitting here listening to you guys just waiting for you two to say something to offend me but instead you gave me a few good points. King is right.. I wont be losing this title any time soon. Only way Castle can pin me to get this title is by either killing me or sitting a forklift on my shoulders.. And neither will never happen. Well you all hate me.. you all love me.. I am the Commish.. And you guys arent anything better then piss! "

King: " HA! He is a better ryhmer then Road! "

Jr: " Hmm... "

**The arena is soon filled with a loud hissing sound again as the fans boo louder then ever.**

Sandman: " Well Cobra.. You want the EmF World Title heh? Well you have developed well, I must say. But then again you learnt from the best.. Me! Cobra I think you got enough talent to get the World Title but two things stand in your way.. First, The World Champ, Whether it be Road or Punisher, Or heaven forbid, Matt Dragon again.. you gotta beat them. Secondly and the most important, I want that title to and one day or another you will have to go through me to get another shot! You got talent, you got heart, you got charisma and everything else but.. Big Brothers and trainers will always come out on top. I made you.. And I can brake u. One day we will cross paths and well.. we will all find out who the better man is! "

**Sandman picks up his Singapore cane and gets out of the ring. As the fans boo him and throw their trash. A fan in first row throws his beer at Sandman. Sandman grabs the fan and snapemare's the fan over the barricade.**

Sandman: " Damnit.. I said it once already.. DONT WASTE BEER AROUND ME!! "

**Sandman drops down on one knee bashing the Singapore Cane into the Fans face, breaking his noise.**

----------------------In The Back..----------------------

=~=Sandman had some strong words directed to many people. Most of the comments were directed to his opponent this Sunday, MArk Castle, the World champ, Road and the IC champ himself, Cobra. Sandman says he wants the World Title for the second time. Sandman once said he was done with the World Title.. another lie by Sandman. Hopefully he can survive his match against Castle so he can go on to win the World Title.=~= -------------------------------------

**Pamela Paulshock comes running around a corner with her camera man trying to catch up with The Sandman. Once she finally does catch up with him he just looks at her and shakes his head. He continues walking down the hallways as Pamela talks with him.**

Pamela: " Sandman, Did you hear Blindsides comments? "

Sandman: " Sure as hell did. "

Pamela: " What do you have to say about that? "

**They turn a corner.**

Sandman: " Hmm well first of all.. Blindside dont thrash Franco like that, he was once a great great wrestler, leave him alone. Secondly, I am real touched that you pick me to win in my match and all but do one thing.. Leave Cobra alone, He may hate me, I may hate him but we are still brothers and only I am aloud to bash him alright? Just leave him alone. "

Pamela: " Are you drunk Sandman? "

Sandman: " No... not yet anyways. "

Pamela: " Hmm explains the behaviour. Well, Sandman, What about your match with Castle? Can we get further in site on that? "

Sandman: " Sure but first I gotta point something out to Blindside. I may always be piss drink but when I make matches I know what I am doing.. it just happened that the EmF board didnt want the match anymore and had bigger and better plans for all, Dont ever insult me like that again you little asshole, I may like you but I sure as hell wont let you insult me. "

Pamela: " Strong words as always, now your match? "

**Turn another corner. At the end of the hall is the doors to the outside and Sandman is seemingly heading for those exact doors.**

Sandman: " Castle you should know better. Fighting a Hall Of Famer like me who has done great things everywhere he has gone and has been pronounced hardcore and extreme icon. I set out to win this title the day that the EmF first opened it's doors and through all its ups and downs I never gave up on this place. No place is better then the EmF and no title is better then the EmF eXtReMe title! "

**Sandman reaches the doors and already has his hands on the door handle when Pamela grabs his arm, Stopping him from continueing. Sandman looks Pamela right in the face showing he is not pleased with her actions. Pamela slowly, and uneasly, pulls her arm and hand away from The Sandman.**

Pamela: " I'm sorry.. I just want you to finish.. "

Sandman: " And I intended on doing so.. As I was saying.. "

**Sandman shoots Pamela a evil glance then continues.**

Sandman: " Castle.. It absolutely sickens me to think I got to fight a low-life loner like you. You arent even worthy of my presence let alone a match with me.. LET ALONE A MATCH FOR MY TITLE! Well Castle, Lets rase the stakes.. And I am doing this on my own accord.. If I lose the match I am out of the EmF.. Forever! I like it, you should like it.. the fans will absolutely adore the idea so lets give it a go. "

**Sandman swings the door open and walks out into the cold, dark night as Pamela walks back down the hallway, shivering from the cold air.**