But as he has not fully returned...he comes to HIW after suffering the beating from Mr. Rage and Big Poppa..to say a few words!

Scene- Logan sitting in a chair, on the side of the wall by a window. Located in the background is airplanes and many jeeps and people walking by. Logan is smokeing a cigar, he stares at the smoke floating off the cigar as it is between his fingers in his hand. He looks pretty banged up from sunday night, under his eyes are bursed darkly. He wears a black trench coat with a white t-shirt underneath it, also, he wears black leather pants and black boots. He puffs the cigar then flicks it on the floor as he slowly exhales. A woman dressed up nice that must work there walks by picking up the cigar.

Woman- Im sorry sir. But we will not stand people in here that disrespect Virgina headline airports. Im going have to ask you to leave.

Scene- Logan continues stareing at the table not blinking.

Woman- I said im going have to ask you to--

Logan- Do yourself some favors woman and shut up!

Woman- Thats it...I will not take this, im calling some police in here right away!

Scene- Logan stands up as the woman takes a few steps back, he slowly walks towards her then walks behind her and stops. He wispers something to her as fear spreads acrossed her face. He then puts her in a sleeper hold then does a front flip over her holding onto the sleeper, he gets ready to drop the connecter but stops and lets go of her as she falls to the floor. She is holding her chest looking up at him in fear, he then glares and puts her into the Logan Shooter (Sharpshooter). Shes screaming in pain as many police run in hitting Logan with billy clubs and tazers. Moments later he wakes up in jail laying on a bed. He sits up grabing his neck feeling like shit. He has a roomate on the other side of the room.

Roomate- So is what Mr. Rage says about you true?

Logan- What?

Roomate- You being gay.

Logan- You wanna find out?

Scene- Logan stands up as his roomate begins smileing, Logan begins walking towards the roomate smileing. He stops one foot away from him and then his smile turns into a glare. Logan grabs the roomate by the hair and slams his head against the wall, the roomate falls down knocked out. Luckily the guard was off eating lunch and did not hear none of this. Logan looks down at the knocked out man, he then spits on him.

Logan- Theres your answer Mr. Rage...

Scene- Logan reaches into his pocket pulling out a cigar and a lighter, he places the cigar into his mouth and lights the cigar puffing on it, he slips his lighter back in his pocket and sits down on the bed.

Logan- Mr. Rage, you did something you shouldn't have done. And thats bloodie Logan, but YOU didn't actually do it. Oh no, you needed help of a life time. I didn't really care about the match a few sundays ago, but Rage..the question has been truely answered, NOONE can trust you, not your butt buddie shocker, not your blowjob sidekick Big Poppa...which leaves me to something, Big Poppa...when I came out there when you were giveing your little speech and laid you down with a connecter, I didn't do it for me...I did it..for Mr. Rage, because I knew that Mr. Rage wouldn't show his face around me...so if his butt buddie blow job sucking sidekick got hurt, then he would do ANYTHING to TRY and stop that from happening...but you got me when Big Poppa gos out and trust Mr. Rage. Because Rage, you can be with the president...you can form a team with all of HIW on your side..but it doesn't matter because the fact still remains your name is on a piece of paper hanging on my locker room wall, and above your picture says.."WANTED!" like it or not, if your backstage or in the ring...whenever the time comes! Your ass is going be whooped, for good! Now, onto Nomad. I got respect for you, truely said, thats all I gotta say about you. I may have got screwed causeing you to be HIW champion but thats okay, because my mind clicked. If it wasen't for Rage I'd be HIW champion..and Nomad. I can't blame you for that happening...I don't think you knew Rage would come out. But thats the past, the present has begun, HIW headliner! Will be titled...Mr. Rage gets AN ASS WHOOPING OF A LIFE TIME! By Butch, Logan, whoever the hell yall want to call me...but I got to say I have been dissapointed in Rage, he sits in the back. Playing his little pokeomon gameboy, and he makes comments saying im at home watching gay porn...well Rage, yes I was at home and I was watching something...I was watching my hand mark away at the days that come when we get in the ring one on one!

Scene-A guard walks in front of the cell looking at Logan then looking at the man on the floor.

Guard-What the hell happened here Logan?!

Logan-Uhh, ITS BUTCH! And, he over dosed on some drugs he somehow got, and uhh...hes knocked out.

Guard-Put out that Cigar son, you got bailed by a HIW interviewer. Well, he wants to ask you some questions.

Logan-Yes ma'am.

Scene-Logan stands up droping the cigar crushing it with his boot, the guard opens the cell with his keys slowly watching every move Logan makes. Logan walks out of the cell as the guard closes the cell back locking it. Logan and the guard then walk down the hall going through another cell of doors, they then eneter a room with a steel door and a man sitting at a table smileing.

Interviewer-Hey, we have been worried about you. Some wrestlers in HIW rather believe it or not want you to return. Have a seat Logan.

Logan-ITS BUTCH DAMN IT!

Scene-Logan slides the chair out from under the table and sits down in it cracking his neck.

Inteviewer-Its great to see you Loga--, Butch. So what do you think about what happened weeks ago on sunday night?

Logan-I'll tell you exactly what I think!

Interviewer-Oh good, I can't wait to hear yo---

Scene-Logan cuts him off.

Logan-Shut up! I do the talking here, so sit back relax and witness the greatest promo done by the greatest HIW superstar ever...huh? You need pop corn? You should be ashamed of yourself, bailing me out of jail and waiting to interview me and you stand before me listening to me, eating...POP CORN?! Well, all I gotta say is LEAVE SOME LEFT! Now where was I, oh yes about to run this mouth about a certain staff member and a HIW superstar. Mr. Rage you come out to the ring wanting to prove that your a man, well at first you might have proved just that intill your former, NO! Current butt buddie runs along down the ramp helping you win the match. Now, many people may think I might of deserved that ass whooping, but...I didn't. Its not my fault I got bored of Big Poppa's speech so I wanted to connecter him. It's Mr. Rages fault, as they say...butt buddies never disconect, ya see it all makes sense. I thought maybe Mr. Rage was in the ring the whole time Big Poppa was out there, I just wanted to come in the ring and ask Big Poppa if I could have a match with that jackass standing besides him. But no! Mr. Rage was not in the ring, so I had to connecter him, as they say...a connecter makes two butt buddies connect! And so it did, they double teamed me with chairs, tables anything they could find in their path. Ya see, Mr. Rage and Big Poppa have things in common at finding things, they will go in rage and go out of their way to find their dildos backstage. So in the ring they went out of the way to beat me down with chairs and tables. Causeing that piece of monkey shit to pin me 1-2-3! Now I know Mr. Rage happens to be faceing Nomad this sunday, well I got something to say about that! Mr. Rage will get his ass kicked 1-2-3! I know Nomad, we have been in a six man tag match which I should have won if it wasen't for Mr. Faggot, which all of sudden makes the pieces of the puzzle fall back into place causeing me to get back to Mr. Rage. You actually think you and Big Poppa could go on long? Could you actually trust that big piece of monkey crap walking around on two legs...Mr. Rage, you turned your back on the people. Even though you are the so-called peoples champ, what you did is sold out and is now orderd but Big Poppa. But this sunday, you and Nomad. One on One, flameing ho match, flameing something match, it doesn't matter. Because rather you win or lose...expect to see me out there whooping your ass and Big Poppas ass! And Nomad, if you get in the way, IN THE PATH! Of this ass whooping, you just might get greeted with an ass whooping of your own. But this personaly, between me and Rage and Poppa is all...personaly. And Mr. Rage your probley wondering if this could be a three way?...Well..Mr. Rage I don't get down like that. Maybe it could be a three way between you and Big Poppa if you include your dildo...but no not with me. Because PPV, I will be there. I will be whooping your ass, I might leave HIW for awhile...I might stay and continueing payback. But that ALL DEPENDS ON ONE THING RATHER I GO OR STAY....and thats how bad I whooped your ass, and Big Poppa don't think im not includeing you in this ass whooping, oh no. You will get your fair share as well as him....NO!...wait a second, thats Mr. Rages lines! But above all else...Mr. Rage, Poppa...expect me to do what I got to do to get to the top!

Scene-The scene fades away with Logan eating some popcorn.