I wish that there could be just ONE show where shit doesn't happen to me. My life gets more worse every week as this dreaded war is happenning. Two hospital visits back to back can't be healthy for my future. I'm supposed to be the future of PWR and Scott Monroe is dimming it each week with his beatings. And why this week? He's the one beating up his own parents, Nick didn't do a damn thing to them. Scott, I should be the one beating your parents for giving birth to such an asshole. How dare you put your hands on me, you ungrateful son of a whore?! I'm the son of Danegrous, I flick the switch to your darkness, I bring your level of hardcore to softcore, I'm ZACHALOUS ferging DANGEROUS!

This week may very well be the end of it all, as "The" Nick Dangerous steps in the cell and claims the World Title his. And when he does, he'll go down in history as the first ever World Champion. More legendary than EWCL's Sparhawk and IWF's HHH put together! People will forget those two even existed when they have Nick Dangerous struting down the aisle with the title resting on his shoulder. Resting comfortably as he defends it weekly and Danger Drivers the competition into his record. Comfortably like the Suicidal Title on my shoulder. Father and Son standing side by side with respected titles. Danger DDTs, Danger Armbars, DangerDrivers... It's the perfect drug for any fan of wrestling, seeing us mow over the talent every week. Watching as we overcome the best workers in ways that make us look like Team Impossible. We didn't just make that name up, we truly are "The" Team Impossible.

In order for all this good stuff to happen, Dangerism must be the Victors in Hell. It won't be the birth of Christ that's celebrated. It'll be the birth of new Champions, the biggest present a kid could ever ask for. While 5 other men stand in Nick's way, I'll have one tough indivisual on my hands. A man i've face before, Macbeth. When we last met, it didn't go to well. I ended up getting Deicided after a disqualification. I can't remember what the DQ was over, I think i've taken too many of those damn Deicides to remember. I can't let that intimidate me, that match could've gone either way. I must make my father proud. Not just Nick, but Cazzo's too for the attack that put him in crutches. Sure, I've been pissed at him for a while, but that's my father and nobody treats him that way. Macbeth wants to break Cazzos leg, I'll give him the same treatment. Not only for Cazzo, but for me as well. I must do whatever I need to do to keep Macbeth down. It's the Suicidal Title, you have to be willing to risk it all for the win and that's what I'll do. I feel this title belongs to me after what I've gone through the last two weeks. Macbeth is tough competition, but I've had years of mentorship from "The" Nick Dangerous and I feel I can come out on top this time. Just last week I had G-Flem on the ground with the Dangerous Armbar. G-Flem knows how painful it was, just think of the pain when I've perfected it. Not just anyone can execute a move as complex as the Dangerous Armbar. I knew I had it in me and went for it. This week I may do some things I never thought I'd do. The spot I'm put in is just too sweet to not try your hardest. To Macbeth it's probably just another title match, but an opportunity like this doesn't come often for me. There's the Tag Team Titles, but this time I want to prove to everyone that I can win a title on my own, without the help of my talented father. That day was special to be standing next to the greatest thing that ever happened to wrestling. The greatest thing of my life since being chosen by "The" Nick Dangerous and the greatest thing since porn for Peter Tiger.

Last week was too good. I felt a new energy in me and in the crowd. For once they seemed interested in my performance and didn't see me as just Nick's son. A lady even flashed me for my effort, nearly causing me to lose concentration. I had never felt acceptance from people the way they had showed me. I knew one day people would understand Dangerism and support what we were trying to spread, but I didn't think it would happen so quickly. It's modivated me to keep going and not give up. I knew all along Dangerism wasn't a joke, and some people laughed at me for all the time and effort I put into this project. But I ignored them and continued believing. Believing has gotten me and Dangerous to where we are now. At Christmas in Hell, I will be the first Champion, and Nick will be the last. We are the beginning and ending of the first Pay-Per-View and I refuse to lose now.

I must win one for Dangerism, Nick has assured me that he'll leave the cell as World Champ. I had to promise him. I promised him I would die if I had to, to win that title. I have to do this for Dangerism, for the future. If a man like Macbeth wins it I'll have let everyone down. My Father, Cazzo, Dangerists, and myself. For once I'll have to dig deep, deeper than I've ever dug until I've dug through myself in order to win this. I want future champions to remember me being the first ever Suicidal Champion, I just can't settle for second. It means so much to me, for all I've been through in EWCL and I've always wanted to impress my father. I'm going to win this. And when I do, i'm gonna rub it in Monroe's face. He'll be beltless and I'll be the Suicidal Champion. I'll show him that all the pain and torture he put me through only helped me win the match. This match isn't about a war, it's about me going out with a tenacious heart and being successful. All my life people called me a failure and the worst wrestler alive. I'm gonna open their eyes and prove them wrong. When it's all said and done, I'll be asking Macbeth what it's like to be beaten by "The Worst Wrestler of 2003" in the year 2004. Amazing how much a man can change in a year, all on his own. For once, the worst will seem like the best, and the best will seem like the worst.

We go into Nick Dangerous's backyard where Zachalous is sitting on the ring apron with a group of about twenty backyard wrestlers crowded around him. He begins to finish up his speech as we make our way towards him.

Zachalous: Don't give up, and remember- You can do anything you want if you try. It took two years until I realized what I was capable of. Ok get back to what you guys were doing...

Zachalous steps out of the ring as most of the group get in the ring to work out. One man decides to approach Zachalous.

Man: Scuse me, Zachalous?

Zachalous acknowledges the kid and shakes his hand.

Zachalous: Yeah?

Man: My name is Bob, do you think you can talk Nick into spectating a couple of my matches? I've been trying really hard and I think I can even do a Dangerous Armbar.

Zachalous: Whoa whoa, don't tell me you've been doing the Dangerous Armbar without Danger supervision?

Bob: Well-

Zachalous: It's the most dangerous move today, are you crazy son?

Bob: I'm-I'm sorry! I just wanted to impress you and Nick, I didn't mean to upset you.

Zachalous: Well... Fine. Just don't do it again unless Nick Dangerous is around, we don't want to be held responsible for the death of one of these kids.

Bob: Sure thing, I completely understand.

Zachalous: But you can do a Dangerous Armbar?

Bob: Yeah! Want me to show you?

Zachalous: NO! I just said, "Don't do it unless Nick is around."

Bob: Oh right, sorry sorry.

Zachalous: Once again, it's Ok.

Bob: So do you think you could get Nick to come down? I know it's an inconvenience, but I NEED this.

Zachalous: Well Bob heres the thing, Nick Dangerous is a very busy man. He's got a title to win this week and it's a pretty tough match.

Bob: I know I know, I've been watching.

Zachalous: Now don't interrupt Bob, Nick doesn't like that.

Bob: I'm sorry!

Zachalous: For the third time, it's Ok. Now like I said, Nick's a busy man and I doubt he really wants to come all the way down here just to see you do a Dangerous Armbar, which you shouldn't be doing in the first place.

Bob: BUT I CAN DO IT REALLY GOOD!!!

Zachalous: Ok now you're raising your voice at me. You have a lot of potential Bob, but you're atttitude is-AUGH

Bob grabs Zachalous by his arm and drags him into a Dangerous Armbar.

Zachalous: GET OFF OF ME!

Bob: Will you tell Nick to come see me?!

Zachalous: YES WHATEVER YOU WANT JUST LET GO, I'VE GOT A MATCH TO WRESTLE DAMNIT!!

Bob releases the hold. Zachalous gets up to his feet and starts yelling at Bob.

Zachalous: WHAT'D YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?! I'VE GOT A MATCH TO WRESTLE YOU SON OF A BITCH!

Four other backyard wretlers come up to Bob and hold him back. Bob tries to get out but they punch him in the stomach and smack him around.

Wrestler 1: Usually, whenever he gets outta line we just smack him around a bit, puts him back in his place.

Wrestler 2: Knock his ass out like you're gonna do Macbeth Zachalous!

Zachalous: Nah, let the poor man go.

The four push Bob to the ground and begin to stomp him in a circle.

Zachalous: Ok Ok... OK STOP! He's had enough!

The four ignore Zachalous and continue kicking Bob around.

Zachalous: LEAVE HIM ALONE!

Zachalous pushes them off of Bob.

Zachalous: You heard me, go on!

Zachalous helps Bob to his feet.

Zachalous: I'm sorry about that man, I'll try to get Nick to come down.

Bob: No i'm sorry. I don't deserve to see Nick or even wrestle, i'm nothing.

Zachalous: Oh come on! That Armbar you just did was pretty good.

Bob walks off with his head down as Zachalous rubs his shoulder.

Zachalous: Damn... OK EVERYONE GET OUT OF THE RING AND LEAVE.

The group looks at Zachalous with confused looks on their faces.

Zachalous: I wanna do some private training...

They nod their head and agree that Zachalous must train, and step out. They walk past him and wish him luck in his match.

Zachalous: Thank you... Yes I know... Yeah I'll look out for those again... Yep...

Dean Thornton pops up out of the bushes and greets Zachalous.

Dean Thornton: Heeeey what's up Zacho?!

Zachalous: Nothing Dean, what do you want?

Dean Thornton: So did you talk to Cazzo?

Zachalous: Yeah he says your job is fine and to quit wasting his time.

Dean Thornton: Gooood. I can't believe that dumb broad gets to commentate. I should be the third person in there, not her!

Zachalous: Oh come on. She's a beautiful girl.

Dean Thornton: Oh it's all about the girls with you isn't it? Think you're hot just because a chick flashed you?

Zachalous: No... I just think she does an Ok job.

Dean Thornton: I've been commentating for 10 years and this whore comes in and takes it with her tits. I bet if I had titties I'd get in.

Zachalous: Oh come on! The deal was it would be one commentator from each show. Neil was the better man and got the job.

Dean Thornton: That's bullshit! He spent most of the time getting slapped than he did calling the match.

Zachalous: WELL I DON'T KNOW DEAN I'VE GOT MORE IMPORTANT THINGS TO WORRY ABOUT.

Dean Thornton: Fine!

Scene fades.