(The Toyota MR2 pulls up outside a hospital local to the arena hosting CWA Sunstroke, its red and black exterior is newly cleaned the lights in the run down car park leaving the MR2’s roof to sparkle slightly, the door opens and Weapon steps out his face is expressionless, the passenger door also opens and Claire steps out with a bag over her shoulder, Weapon is wearing a blue denim jacket and denim jeans with his new CWA t-Shirt, Claire is next to him in a blue cotton strap top and blue jeans, her curvy figure makes even her lay about clothes look sexy, the two of them hold hands as they walk past the camera crew who are filming there arrival, it was made available to the CWA that Weapon was going to the hospital for two reasons.

1. He was visiting his friend Stevie James after his vicious beating last week.
2. Rumour has it, Weapon has been asked by doctors to have a check up for the PPV to make sure he is ok to wrestle at Sunstroke.

In a bid to make sure his wrestlers fight with a clean bill of health, Shannon ordered Weapon has a camera crew follow him in the hospital, reluctantly he agreed.
The couple walk threw the double doors into the hospital lobby, a number of patients and nurses can be seen walking around, a doctor passes the camera a clipboard in hand, Weapon stops at the desk, but looks embarrassed to speak, Claire notices this and speaks for him.)

Claire:
Hi, erm we have an appointment for my boyfriend to have tests on his skull, he was hit with a weapon last night and he needs to know if he is ok to wrestle at Sunstroke?

Nurse:
Ah…Yes, Nick Harris AKA Lethal Weapon, ok, we have your information here, you need to be up on the next floor for your x-rays, however…You are a little bit early?

Weapon:
I realise that, thank you, I was wondering if we could go and see Stevie James?

Nurse:
Er…Yes he should be awake at the moment, he is just in the room of ward C, round the corner, just right of the stairs.

(Weapon nods at the women before walking away from the counter his angry face now seeming lighter as he heads ever closer to the ward holding his life long friend Stevie, he turns the corner to see the stairs straight ahead of him, the blue and white walls are covered in signs for different departments, to the right he notices it says ‘Ward C’ he takes that turn and heads into the ward, a number of people, various ages, are laying in there beds, some in more of a critical condition then others, he looks over to a boy no older then 18, he has lost a leg and is looking depressed, ha, Weapon then thought to himself ‘if I lost a leg maybe I’d be depressed to.’ However the cruel thought then entered his mind about the boys night outs, ‘He won’t be getting legless anytime soon!’
He shook the thought noticing the boy had seen his staring, he looked through a door and could see Stevie laying in his bed looking up at the Television set supplied for him, he opens the door which takes Stevie’s attention, the two smile at each other as they enter the room, Weapon walks round the bed and sits beside him, Claire sits the opposite side, she opens the bag and pulls out the CWA magazine for Stevie to read and a couple of videos of recent CWA matches, he frowns seeing last weeks video and hands it back to Claire, she frowns as well and places back in the bag, swapping it for a vine of grapes and some chocolate. Stevie looks over to Weapon, last weeks match still on his mind.)

Stevie:
What happened?

Weapon:
I got distracted.

Stevie:
Romeo was no distraction, you have dealt with worse.

Weapon:
I was distracted, this doe not need to be mentioned my friend.

Stevie:
This does need to be spoke of Lethal, you lost to Cell Block, and because of her, because of Sheryl.

Weapon:
No.

Stevie:
Weapon at Sunstroke you fight the best of the best in a MSK Kennel Match, this is not something you can be in two minds about.

Weapon:
I am not.

Stevie:
Don’t talk to me like I am a fool.

(Stevie’s tone grew angry as Weapon continued to lie.)

Stevie:
Sheryl is plaguing your mind and the more you let her do it, the more you let her win. For god sake, Weapon I am your friend, if you don’t wake up and do something now, if you don’t put your mind to the job at hand you will lose, maybe not just the chance for the gold either god damn it? 6 Pac and Romeo are going to be aiming for you, we all know it, they will do all they can to go for you, and ending your career will always be on there mind especially 6 Pac, you need to be a step ahead like you use to be Weapon.

Weapon:
Your right, but-

Stevie:
No buts god damn it, Sheryl will get hers, I know that, you know that, she done this to me and ill be damned if her and those little run around’s she has with her getaway with this, but we have time, we have patience and we need to use it, right now at Sunstroke you fight 6 Pac – a man you have already beat – and Romeo, the man that screwed you over last week, come on damn it, bring back THEE Lethal Weapon, no respect, just all hell and go kick there ass. For me.

(The Last words sunk in deep with Weapon ‘for me’, they had been words Lethal had never heard muttered from Stevies voice, he was a laid back guy that did all his own dirty work, to have someone else do something for him, was out of character, was to be honest… A man Determined for revenge, a revenge he knows he wouldn’t be able to give out himself. Lethal had to do this, he had to finish this, he lost at Assault, but now it’s the PPV, CWA hosting Sunstroke, Lethal fighting for his first chance at gold, and against two men that are aiming right for him. He stared in the eyes of Stevie, the determination of them both was electric, the atmosphere was one of true friendship about to retaliate, Claire could feel this and it was quite exciting to see these two greats ready to take to battle, ready to turn for the CWA arena and finish this war that the MSK started nearly 4 years ago.
Weapon grabs Stevie’s hand as he stands up ready to go to his appointment, Stevie’s hold on his hand tightens a little more and in surprise at this Weapon looks down.)

Stevie:
For me.

(Weapon nods the adrenalin in his body running wild, the need to get in that cage more then anything now, the need to get his hands on the men of the MSK a burning desire that is nestled deep within his heart, Sheryl now didn’t even cross his mind, she would no doubt again at some point, but for now he was focused, he was determined, he had Sunstroke coming, the first PPV in the CWA, and just like his first match he had the need to make this one count, he needed to make this one work, he had 6 Pac and Romeo gunning for him, and once they were took care of he still has the Hardcore Champion at the moment, Leech, on top of that he still had the threats of Moose, a man he had seen in action before and was hugely impressed with, then there was Canadian Hero, he didn’t know much about this guy, but he would soon find out and the hero’s secrets would soon be exposed, and last but by far not least, there is his former foe and now friend The Freak, himself.
So the odds were stacked against him, apart from 6 Pac he was the oldest man in that ring, how would the speed of the match and the furious nature of it cope on his body and with the 15 Lumberjacks outside the ring, how would that effect his chances?
The thoughts raced through his mind, doing laps with his emotions, doubt, vanity, anger, sorrow, he knew he could win, but what if he didn’t, two loses in a row, was Sheryl right in DWA? Should Weapon really hang up the boots? He shook the thought from his mind, realising he had actually already begun walking toward his destination, Claire had stayed with Stevie while Weapon went for up to the X-ray department in silence, the CWA camera crew still following him every step, as he reached the correct department a smiling doctor stood, awaiting him.)

Doctor:
Mr Weapon?

Weapon:
Yeah

Doctor:
Ok, follow me.

(Weapon walked past the queues of waiting patients, taking note of the evil looks handed to him by those that had found themselves waiting longer then they wanted to by a few hours, he smiled to himself, ‘ah what a life’, walking into a room, he was faced with a bed, over head was a large machine leading into a room to work the machinery and take the photos, Weapon wasted no time and took his shirt and jacket off, exposing his muscular figure and toned body, he lays down facing up, the machine positioned above his eyes, suddenly a bright flash fills the room, he turns his head sideways and again the flash fills the room, he turns to the other side and again the light returns. The doctor goes quiet for a minute then walks back into the room, he smiles at Lethal who sits up on the bed and places his shirt back on holding his jacket between his legs letting it hang toward the floor.)

Doctor:
Mr Weapon, your scans will be processed within the hour. Just come back to me then and we will discuss what we find.

Weapon:
Cheers Doc.

(He jumps of the bed and leaves the room a nurse Is going back and forth calling more patients for there X-rays, Lethal just politely smiles at the frowning patients, he walks past them and back toward Stevie’s ward, the crew follow, Weapon leads them back down the stairs but walks right past Stevie’s quarters, he leads them back outside the hospital and out into the night, a few cars are quietly leaving the parking area and heading out onto the main road, Weapon seems to be laughing as he turns to the camera.)

Weapon:
Its amazing, truly is, after all the past few days since Sheryl returned, I have took it all the wrong way, I have been sitting here getting annoyed, stressed, distracted from my tasks even, and it took her and her little followers to make a friend stand up to me and make me realise, that by not organising my thoughts, my mind, I am letting Sheryl and the MSK win, Mentally I was losing the battle which from last week, begun making me lost physically as well. Well not anymore.
This week its Sunstroke, the pay per view, the CWA extravaganza the show people have wanted to see all month, and on that show….A Hardcore title match, Kennel from hell, electrified wire, 15 lumberjacks and 6 of the most hardcore men in the federation today, its my first PPV and my biggest match so far, and after Assault I have some serious work to do.
You see in that match at Sunstroke I am placed against the silly piece of crap that cost me the match against Cell, a man that for weeks, no years, has bitched, whined and moaned about me, has sat in his little corner and cried all the words he can think of about the Lethal Weapon, and finally at Sunstroke he is going to be able to show me, the world and the critics if he can back up four years of talking, he is going to have to cash the cheque his mouth has been pricing up for nearly half a decade now and Romeo Salvador, that’s a hell of a large price to live up to even for a proven main event player like myself, let alone of waste of breath and a talentless piece of shit like yourself.
Romeo, you want to come out and screw me over, you want to make me look bad in front of all these fans, hell you want to end my winning streak and give something for that old fool Cell Block to boast about, fine, that’s just fine, but with every action there’s a reaction and a Lethal reaction, is not something you stand to face, oh…But hang on, your going to have to are you not? Cause if I remember rightly, at Sunstroke, there’s going to be a cage surrounded by 15 lumberjacks which is then surrounded by a hell in a cell, tell me, how do you plan to run? How do you plan to stop yourself from suffering the biggest ass whooping of your life, TELL ME GOD DAMMIT, HOW THE HELL DO YOU PLAN TO TAKE THE VENGENACE AND TORMENT YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS HAVE CAUSED ME!?!

Romeo…My best friend is in hospital, my wife is a little bitch running around the shop causing me all sorts of problems and when I plan to finish Cell like I did 6 Pac, you decide to be an extra burden on my shoulders and volunteer to sign your own death certificate by attempting to attack me, ME! Romeo, you are one crazy fool, to accept this match you have to be, it’s got the potential to be the most brutal match of them all, but you are nowhere near as crazy as me, you don’t have the talent, the wit, the brains and the fortitude to successfully go against this Crazy mother fucker, and come Sunstroke you are going to fill pain in a way no other has ever felt, and Romeo…It’s gonna be electrifying!
However I did notice you are not the only idiot in this match, no, you see, I forgot at Assault that the Dawgs always travel in packs and because I forgot that, I lost my match to an overrated, waste of space that is over pushing his career in Cell Block, however I noticed that Xtasy has pulled out, well being a rookie what else can you expect, the nerves become to much and you panic, but in his place I saw a familiar name, actually if I remember right, it was only two weeks ago I kicked his ass before and showed the whole MSK what it is they should expect from the Lethal Weapon and what there future is going to be like, and hopefully 6 Pac will recollect looking up from the mat and realising… ‘You just don’t have it anymore, you are a washed up piece of crap, leading a washed up group of half beats and wannabes’.
I mean unless 6 Pac’s memory is as bad as his wrestling ability he should be able to remember me finishing him with a tombstone piledriver and listening as the ref counts…1….2…3 declaring me the winner.
Do you remember that 6 Pac, just like the last time we meet at a pay per view, amazingly in a similar match as well, do you remember that, when I beat your arse in that as well and won of you the World Heavyweight Title…Actually 6 Pac, I have to question…When have you ever beat me in a cell in the past? Actually, when have you ever beat me at a pay per view?
Take a long think, be careful with your answer, you got it, good, cause so have I…Never! 6 Pac Dudley has never, EVER beaten Lethal Weapon at a big event and has lost twice to Lethal in a hell in a cell, make that three after I destroy you this week at Sunstroke. 6 Pac, I WILL destroy the MSK, you and Cell Block, and I will make myself known as the man that wiped out a federation of legends and big names, the man that killed DRB and the man that retired the CDC and Cell Block, at least that was until the old fucker made a comeback, such a good one by the way he needed help to defeat me.
6 Pac…MSK’s goal has always been power, mine…Dominance, I want to be the last WFN Legend around, the one that destroyed all the others, I mean think back damn it, AYM, DRB, Lifetaker, Mike Trojan, Corporal Punishment, Cell Block – before he returned – CDC…I destroyed them all, I retired them all, I made them as you guys say…My Bitches!
You see, 6 Pac, you, the MSK, Cell, your all I have left now until my job is complete and you guys are finally took from the wrestling world, making me officially the number one great in the hall of fame of wrestlers, the number one rank greatest of all time, and sooner rather then later you little bitch, I am going to make certain I get that honour, and you…You are left sitting at home looking like a dick staring at your pink slip and your final wrestling wage packet, wondering what might have been, if you had just stayed out of the way of the fire, rather then turn and start on me.
6 Pac, this is near an end, and come Sunstroke after I beat you and every other son of a bitch in that ring, and become the new CWA Hardcore champion, you will see, as you did at our last pay per view meeting, why I am the best in the business and the biggest legend in the industry.

(Weapon walks under the roofed part of the car park and walks to his car, he pulls out a folder filled with documentation and pictures, out of this he opens to a page, on it is the design for the Weapons Lair, a 90ft steel cage shaped as a pyramid, only ever seen once on Wrestling television, he smiles as the camera looks away from the pictures.)

Now MSK are not the only ones foolish enough to be in this match, no, with us is the man targeted by all, the hardcore champion, the man with the title reign, the man that slammed Romeo through glass to become champion that being the only thing I respect him for. You See Leech, you call yourself the hardcore champion, meaning you are the leader of the hardcore division, the man that has to set an example to every other wrestler in the hardcore division, you have to go further then anyone else and do more then anyone else, you have to be twice as crazy as all those watching ya, and twice as willing to get hurt for the win, compared to all those below ya, and Leech, you to me are nothing, you never have been, you beat Romeo, god damn, congratulations I mean what the hell do you want a medal….Or a chest to put it on. Now look ya little lightweight, that belt might be around your waist now, and you might be trying to convince everyone you are hardcore by booking this match, but the truth is, you are scared stiff, of this match, of facing me and of the fact you are going to lose your gold to the best in the business and the NEW self proclaimed King of Hardcore, a title I earnt by beating 6 Pac Dudley in the contraption you just saw, the Weapons Lair, a match more dangerous then any in history, a match more unpredictable then which position your mum is going to take her next customer, and a match more devastating then the stench of Romeos breath!
Leech I earnt the right to make myself the king of hardcore, you see I beat Cell Block in a CDC Jailhouse match, an event that was suppose to favour him, a match that was suppose to be an easy win for the then….KING…OF….HARDCORE, Cell Block, the man I beat. Then just one year later I fight in the first ever Weapons lair match, against the next self proclaimed King of Hardcore 6 Pac Dudley and although I nearly died after suffering a loss of to much blood, again I won…I beat the two men that declare themselves the best in hardcore matches and come this Pay Per View I again, will win in a big match, at a big event and then, I will have the gold to go with the glory, I will have proof to my claims that I am truly the best in the world, Leech, make that title as clean as possible, cause when I take it off ya, I want to be able to see my face in it.

Now the hardcore champion is not my main worry, any man that calls the Lethal Weapon another bump in the road, is far from important, you see he will underestimate me and that will cost him his gold, his glory and with all luck his life, but as I said there is two more in there that I have to worry about, those being Freak and Moose.
Now Moose I will start with you, we have never fought before, but from what I have seen of you, your a good athlete, and a hard worker, however, you lack the drive, the push, the motivation to be the best, you are happy to come second best, I mean no offence but if I recall right you lost to Leech which shows your lack of determination and heart, no real sportsman with a dream would lose to such a loser as the hardcore champion Leech.
Moose, I have my eye on you, if you decide to step up a gear and show me a challenge, then pal, be prepared, cause ill rip you to shreds!

Lastly but not least there is my old foe and now friend The Freak, himself, the most stupid, half assed clown in the CWA, but a hell of fighter and a hell of a challenge.
Now Freak, over the last three weeks since we started we have made quite the impression, you see not only did we destroy each other on Assault and prove to the world that we are by far the best, but we came out and we did it with style, and now, you have fought for a Contendership for the World Heavyweight title, now your in a hardcore title match, huh, seems to me Freak, you are doing really well, but please, please…Don’t think, for one minute, that I am going to do a 6 Pac – Romeo, and just lay down for you while you get the win, no you see, that gold is mine, the hardcore division is mine to lead and come Sunstroke, I am going to take that opportunity with both hands and become crowned through hell and back, the new World Hardcore Champion.

(Suddenly Weapons phone rings, he sighs before reaching into his pocket and pulling out his flick phone, he looks surprised at the number, its Neil, he answers it and hand signals the cameraman to wait a minute.)

Weapon:
He did…He said that…Ok… No, this is going to be approached now not later… Ok, bye.

(He hangs up the phone and places it back in his pocket before pacing back and forth trying not to lose his cool, suddenly he begins speaking his tone now low and deep, the hatred more intense.)

Weapon:
Romeo, you want to speak up and talk trash, you want to begin mentioning things you have no idea about, things like my son!! Well lets make this clear, I never bought my baby boy into this business as you put it, no, it was Cell Block that bought my boy into it when he stole him from under my nose, it was me that had to kick the shit out of that old fool, to get my son back.
Romeo, I don’t know where you get the idea that my son is dead, and personally if that is a threat toward him, you are more of an idiot then I thought, you see, when I say he is gone, I mean Sheryl has him and is not allowing me to see him, understand now you fucking idiot?
Romeo, you really think I have hidden from you for four years, no fucking way, you’re the one that backed off and tried back attacks every week, it was you that decided to fight Eddie Vines instead of Lethal Weapon, it was you that always hid in the corner and showed your fear of me and the main event status behind me.
After Act of Apocalypse in the old CWA when I destroyed 6 Pac for the World title, it seemed your fear of me only got worse, and now I cant tell your scared, you afraid of what I am going to do to you, how I am going to tear you apart, ripping you limb from limb, torturing you in every possible way.
Romeo, you think for one second that because the odds are against me I am not going to stand a chance, you think that because this is the MSK’s favourite match and you and 6 Pac are both entered and heading for me, you think that makes me afraid, makes me intimidated, HELL NO YOU FUCKING FOOL!
My targets are you and 6 Pac anyway, I am going to take you both out, and when I hit you with that damn Spear you will never get back up god damn it!
I am the legend, the superstar, the greatest damn wrestler in the industry today and come Sunstroke, I am going to show you, Moose, Leech, 6 Pac and freak, just what a hardcore champion really is, you wanna see what I am made of Romeo…Then come Sunstroke…BE READY…THE HUMAN WRECKING MACHINE HAS ROLLED INTO TOWN!

(Weapon smiles evilly as the camera shows him walk past the camera with complete confidence, he heads back into the hospital, the results of his scans soon, the camera follows him as he heads back for Stevie’s ward, the scene then fades out.)