(The morning sun has risen and the red sky dyes the clouds that cover it turning the heavens above a mixture of pink and orange, the lights of Calgary have now gone out and the attendance sleep quietly in there beds as the first of the birds begin to sing to there morning song, the birds tone is enough to disturb Claire as she opens her eyes seeing the curtains slightly pulled, a bird is sitting on the balcony wall looking out over the city chirping to all the other birds that can hear its song, she smiles and slowly turns over to cuddle Weapon but notices the bed empty, a soaked cover of sweat in his place, her face is one that shows her feelings perfectly, she was confused, had Weapon used her and left? After there night of passion, there night of love? A night that bought her feelings for the great man to the forefront of her mind, had he just gone to get something? Was he coming back?
The questions filled her mind, but they were interrupted by the sound of water being let down the plug hole, she smiles to herself filling pretty stupid for thinking he would just leave her, she knew that he had felt the same sort of feelings last night, maybe not as strong, but they were there, she falls on her back and looks up at the ceiling her joy and happiness overwhelming, as her head sinks into the pillow, Weapon walks out of the bathroom a towel wrapped around his waist, he smiles at her as she lies smiling back at him, his muscular physique is admired by her eyes, his curved figure and huge round muscles forming his huge body, his tanned skin and toned look giving it that sexy extra, she smiles as this thought rolls around in her head, she notices him walking around the bed and over to her side, he sits down next to her and leans down kissing her forehead, she smiles more now, glad to be there with him, a knock at the door comes and Weapon stands to answer it, he opens the door and a hotel waiter walks in with a trolley, of different choices of breakfasts, everything from Grapefruit to Corn Flakes, Weapon helps himself to the buffet of food bought up specially for a fried breakfast, Claire seems overwhelmed by this, just the other day she was a waitress in a low down restaurant run by a perverted New Yorker, now she was in a five star hotel with the very best of everything including food, she got out of bed and took a plate consisting of half a grapefruit sprinkled in sugar, she pours herself a coffee and walks outside on to the balcony where Weapon is already sitting, the morning sun has begun to rise and the pink and oranges covering the sky have now disappeared for a shade of blue.
Although the morning is early the temperature is not bad, the breeze is refreshing from the suns warm rays, the cloud also provide cover from time to time as they cover the suns direct light onto them, Weapon finishes the last of his breakfast and looks over trying not to laugh at Claire who is much more gentle with her food neatly cutting it and placing it into her mouth, she looks up at him.)

Claire:
What?

Weapon:
Ha, Nothing.

Claire:
No what?

(Suddenly a knock come at the door, Weapon knows who it is and is relived to hear it as otherwise he would have to explain the humour he gets out of Claire’s eating habits, he smiles as she looks playfully vengeful at him, he smiles further and walks back in the hotel room opening the door, Neil Kelly can be seen a huge smile across his face as Weapon stands staring at him?)

Weapon:
Get some?

(Neil just nods approvingly.)

Neil:
Oh yes my friend, I showed her what power is all about!

(Weapon just huffs with laugher as Neil walks in the room, he stares at Claire out on the balcony and looks confused as he stares back at Weapon.)

Weapon:
What wrong?

Neil:
She’s still here?

Weapon:
Yeah so…

Neil:
Well Freak said you shagged the women from room 18 last night.

Weapon:
HAHA, what the women I winked at? Yeah right and I jumped from a dam as well and managed to survive the fall, look Neil, Sheryl is gone and I really like Claire, people can spread shit all they like about her, but fact is I am here with her and there’s nothing nobody can do about that!

Neil:
Fair enough.

Weapon:
So some shit has been said by Freak since?

Neil:
Yeah, a lot actually, he seems to have a lot of respect for you, maybe you should go easy on him this time Weapon, he is on the ropes and looking for a way out, you keeping hitting those punches and he will never get out, especially with me by your side.

Weapon:
It mean nothing to me Neil, it doesn’t matter if he shows me respect or hatred, fact remains this is my debut match, my first CWA appearance and I need to win this for myself, and for my career, going easy on Freak, or anybody else is something that is just not going to happen, they won’t go easy on me, respect or not. You have a lot to learn Neil, you’re a great manager and businessman, but wrestling is different.

(Weapon turns away from Neil and grabs a pile of clothes before walking in the bathroom closing the door, Neil looks a little put back by the comments but walks out to greet Claire, he steps onto the balcony to see Claire looking out across the view, her breakfast now finished, she is still in her pyjamas and actually look quite sexy, but who would tell Weapon that?)

Neil:
Hey.

Claire:
Hey.

Neil:
So your names Claire?

Claire:
Weapon tell ya?

Neil:
Yeah.

Claire:
Oh, well yeah it is, so has he got anything on his schedule this morning?

Neil:
Yeah, he has got his final words on the Freak match this coming Assault on Saturday.

Claire:
When’s that?

Neil:
As soon as he is dressed and ready.

(Suddenly the bathroom door opens, Weapon is dressed in his expensive blue jeans and a plain white t-shirt that is near enough see through, showing his every curve and tone in his body, he has done his hair and is looking typical Weapon he takes his white long leather jacket from the coat hook and turns to Neil.)

Weapon:
You ready?

Neil:
Yeah, lets go.

(Weapon smiles and places the Jacket over his shoulders as Neil walks past him opening the door, Weapon winks at Claire who smiles back at him and turns leaving the hotel suite, Neil follows and closes the door behind them, both men head down into the main reception and see the camera crew again in the bar of the hotel, Weapon just signals them to follow him, they do and head to the outside of the hotel onto the streets of Calgary. Weapon waits on the side of the pathway as suddenly Neil drives round the corner in his Toyota MR2, he parks it alongside Weapon and jumps out of the drivers seat allowing Weapon to get in, Weapon nods at Neil who smiles and walks back in the hotel, the camera man walks to the passenger door and gets in as Weapon drives off and begins his third and final interview for this Saturdays huge match between The Lethal Weapon and The Freak, Himself!)

Weapon:
Now this Saturday I have heard people mention again and again how this match is going to out perform all of the rest, even my own opponent is telling me this, and you know I have to agree with all of the people that have uttered those words, you see, the plain and simple fact that The Lethal Weapon is in the match is enough to outshine such matches that involve half ass’s like Cell Block and Romeo, even that no good piece of trash 6 Pac Dudley couldn’t perform to my standards, but along with the damn show, you have my opponent, a man that over the last few days has left me confused, has made me question whether or not he is really respectful to me, my ability and my achievements or is another fake trying to lower my defences and take a cheap shot as soon as he can get one, but last night when I watched the promo cut by Freak, himself, I realised that the guy has a genuine want to be friends with me and just have a good match. Ok, maybe friends is a bit to high a word, but I can tell by what he said that he would rather be my ally then my enemy, and seeing what he can do in a promo, and the fact he proved he is not just any old clown like I first assumed I have to give him some credit and admit that my comments as of late about him being talent less and nothing, has simply been for the upper hand mentally, a old trick used to no effect this time round, meaning that at Assault tomorrow night its going to be 100% all out action, each man trying to get the upper hand and be the best, there’s no handicaps in this match, my trick didn’t work on him, his didn’t work on me, this is going to be an all out brawl, a battle to be the best, and as we have both agreed, this match is what shows me and Freak are both a different class to the rest of this roster and that the World Champion when he is crowned whoever that may be has got some serious worrying to do, because the CWA has a new era of fighter, a new generation of wrestler and Freak, Himself is leading that era, that generation, me, ok I am old school, I am from the federations ancient books, but I can still run with the best, and if Freak and anyone that comes into this industry thinks there youth, speed, and confidence is enough to beat off the challenge from a talented fighter like myself then they are going to see first hand, what inexperience, mistakes, and over confidence does to your in ring ability and the bruises on your ass after its been kicked about the ring for the half an hour plus.
Now Freak, you are one of the clever few from the young athletes I have come across, even when I put you down and made efforts to put you of your game and raise your temperament you stayed cool and calm and stayed about your game, to be honest, I was impressed, but at Assault Freak, I hope you do the same as me, and put your respect, admiration and alligent feelings behind you and give me all you have, just as I will, back in DWA I won the 5 man hell in the cell and proved the critics wrong making myself the new DWA World Champion, but here, here in the CWA that means nothing, and I have to prove myself again, I have to go out and beat you and make my name on this federation, and show everybody that I am not here as part of a game, I am not here as a mid-carder, and I am not here to get even with the WFN’s former greats, as much as they might be on my mind Freak, and I am going to use your example, those cross hairs you talked about, are focused on you, and you directly, you see all though there are other targets in the area, other sights for me to set on, I am the no.1 assassin for a reason, I am the best for a reason, and that’s because I never focus on more then I can handle, and when I set my sights, I am accurate, deadly and I never, ever, miss.
You see Freak, that was a good scenario to use for your example cause it makes my feelings on this match so easy to explain, I understand you would think my targets where mix and match and my focus on this match would be some what distorted and unclear, but you are very much mistaken and that’s your biggest mistake Freak, you see my mind is clearly focused on the task at hand, 6 Pac, Cell Block and all my other old crew are secondary, right now I need to prove to the world, the fans, the MSK, to you and to the owners of the CWA, that I am worth taking on, and that my contract is not like Scott Steiners in the WWE, a all out flop to say the most.
I might be a veteran of eight years and I might be an old guy compared to most of the guys in this federation at 28, but I am still the Lethal Weapon, still the man that made history month after month, still the man that changed the wrestling industry that we all live in today, I am still the man that calls himself the No.1 Assassin, the Human Wrecking Machine, god damn it I am still the best this business has and ever will see, Freak, I have beat 6 Pac, Cell Block, AYM, Lifetaker, Corporal Punishment, Mike Trojan, some of the best in the industry in some of the biggest matches in wrestling history and I am still going, if there was ever a need to see determination, motivation, a dream, a goal, then you need look no further then me, we all have our hopes Freak, we all look forward to something, even you, for me its destroying the MSK and there allies once and for all, then becoming the CWA World Champion to once again be crowned the best, to once again be the top man in this industry, and you are the first of those steps toward my goal, if you think for one second that I am going to be distorted in thought, then you are deadly wrong, I deal with you, then move onto my real target, move onto my real goal, I have no quarrel with you, no reason to fight night after night with you, I would much rather teach you, train you to be the best, so that when your time comes, you are more then ready for those that stand in your way, Freak, its down to you, I am offering you chance to be trained by the best, to be the best, if you accept, then this coming Monday, a fresh new start, come to my gym and ill have you trained to beat down your next opponent with no problems, ill sit and talk stratrgy with you, and me and you will work as a team, managring each other and taking out all comers, the choice is yours?

(Weapon turns left into a street full of large old looking buildings that seem to have that affect of over hanging either side above the road, he turns down a small turning next to a large clothes store, the road leading into an underground car park, he drives into the parking lot and finds himself a gap next to a Vauxhall and a Nissan, he smiles as both him and the cameraman step out of the car his vehicle obviously much more impressive then either of theirs, he walks on to the elevator that is across from his parking space, he presses the button as he waits for the elevator to come down, when it does he steps in and points his key at the car, pressing the switch causing the alarm to bleep and the lights flash, the doors then close as the scene slowly ends.)