Donovan: Judith Reno, GWE Ironman Champion, what a load of crap. The man thinks hes hot stuff just cause he holds a piece of gold around his waist. That doesn't make him a man, his name certainly doesn't help either. To be a man Judith, you've got to be on the streets, learn how its really like to be in a brawl..learn whats its really like to be an "Ironman". I've seen stuff that would make you run like the little girl you are, I've felt pain that makes your Ironman Title reign look childish, and you think you can beat me? I think not.

(As he says that he looks to his right and sees his old childhood home. Its a one story building painted white with a light blue trim on the outside. The metal fence protects the green grass and huge tree in the front yard as well as a few toys thta have been left outside. This is where it all happened to him, from gang fights to broken relationships. Donovan slowly opens up the gate and walks into his old front yard, letting all the meories of yesteryear flow into his mind.)

Donovan: *In a mocking term* Judith, just because you hold a piece of gold, it doesn't make you the best...nor will it ever make you the best..and I'll prove it..one way or the other..I will prove it.

(Donovan walks over to his old porch and sits down at the bottom stair. After over looking his old neighborhood he closes his eyes and leans up against the stairs, letting his anger and his memories take control of his thoughts.)

***Donovan's first fight***

(Its a windy, but sunny day in Spokane and just like every other day Donovan was on his way home on the bus. It was a rough day at school, mainly because he made a few enemies, and just wanted to lay down and sleep. On the bus he kept a low presence, as he knew the people he had made enemies with were on the bus as well, more then likely scoping him out. Donovan was sitting with an old friend of his, Chris, who was helping conceal Donovan from the rowdy bunch.)

Donovan: *Whispers* Are they looking for me?

Chris: *Looks around* No, they are messin with a different kid right now, your good.

Donovan: Good, if I can just avoid them til I get home then maybe things will calm down.

Chris: Well, if you ask me, talkin to their girlfriends wasn't the smoothest of moves.

Donovan: Man, how the hell was I suppose to know that they were taken?

Chris: Dude, everyone knows.

Donovan: Well obviously I didn't.

(The bus begins to slow down after Donovan's words and he realizes that his stop is coming up. Donovan gets a tight grip on his backpack and prepares to race to the front of the bus, give himself some distance between himself and the bullies. Finally, after what seems like endless hours, the bus stops and just as he planned he quickly gets to the front of the bus creating a gap. The bus doors swing open and Donovan bolts out and quickly runs towards his house, sadly for him though, he isnt fast enough. half way to his house Donovan looks behind him and is surprised to see two of them guys already catching up to him. Donovan knows theres no way he'll be getting to his house before them and stops to face the music. Slowly he turns to face the two bullies who have by now caught up to him and are pounding their fists together.)

Bully #1: So, you think we'd just let ya go after ya hit on our girls eh?

Donovan: Guys, seriously, I didn't know they were your girls. And even then I still didn't hit on them.

Bully #2: Thats not what we saw and heard punk.

Donovan: I dont know what you heard or saw, but trust me, it aint what ya think.

Bully #1: It doesn't matter what you say boy, were still going to teahc you a lesson you'll never forget!

(Without hesitation the bullies begin beating down Donovan whos unable to defend himself. Donovan throws his backpack up to try and defend himself but the bullies are able to get in some punches and kicks. Finally, the bullies decide hes had enough and lay off of Donovan.)

Bully #2: That'll teach your punk ass to hit on our girls hahaha!

(The bullies turn and start to walk away from Donovan udner the impression they've gotten through to him. Donovan, whos mouth and lip are bleeding, has foud more pleasure in this beating then pain. Feeling a serge of adreniline run through his body Donovan slowly gets to his feet and smiles at the bullies.)

Donovan: Is that the best ya got boys?

(Slowly, the two bullies turn and meet face to face with their victim. Looks of surprise spread across their face as if they're lookign at a ghost.)

Donovan: Well, if that is, let me show you mine!

(As fast as lightning Donovan punches both men in the face. The two bullies stumble back and #2 is met with a stiff kick to the jaw sending him to the ground unconcious. Bully #1 swings at Donovan but he ducks it and catches him in a Crossface Chicken Wing. Donovan throws him to the ground and begins shouting in his ear.)

Donovan: HUH!!? YOU LIKE THAT!!??! HUH!?! TELL YOUR FRIENDS THAT THIS IS WHAT WAITS THEM IF THEY DECIDE TO MESS WITH ME!!!

(Donovan releases the hold and walks away form the carnage he just left behind. His first fight and he won it so easily, but how is that possible? He was outnumbered and smaller then the other guys, something was definately going his way.)

***Back to reality***

(We join Donovan whos in the exact same spot the event took place. He looks down at the spot where he kicked the guy in the jaw, a spot of blood still lingers there after all these years.)

Donovan: I'm not such a pushover am I Judith? You know you'll lose..its only a matter of time before you feel my wrath. Come Loaded, I'll wlak out GWE's Ironman, and you'll be left with nothing...cause thats what you are Judith....NOTHING!!

(Donovan stares at the spot a little longer then walks off towards the darkness, mentally preparinghimself for the Ladder match agaisnt Judith. Only thing Donovan can do now is fight, and hope he wins.)