.:Introduction:.
~*Gold. Something that we all want but sometimes just can't afford. Gold is something that we carry around to show that we have accomplished something. Whether it be a gold necklace, gold chain anything that's gold and looks stylish we would want it. Some people just love the shininess of gold and some just love the value. Others tend to steal gold, others tend to buy it and never wear it hoping that one day when they are old they can sell it or give it to their children. Gold has a significant value in the CHZ also. Although most guys on the CHZ roster or "superstars" doesn't wear the type of gold we are used to seeing they also crave and want a different type of gold. The type of gold that doesn't just fit around your wrist or neck. The type of gold that has meaning and the type of gold the CHZ superstars would never dare sell. This type of gold is called a CHZ Championship. Something that is rare and something that some guys take for granted. A shot at a title whether it be the World Title or even just the CHZ Hardcore Title is something to cherish and it's something to cherish even more when you actually win it. Some "superstars" take title shots and opportunities to win gold for granted....some just doesn't care. But within the CHZ lies two men who do care about title shots and gold and they liked to be called the Elite Impact Players. Soon enough if things go their way these two men will get a shot at the tag team championships in which they guarantee that they will win. These two new superstars have huge shoes to fill and especially The Canadian Sensation. For those living under a rock Rage's quest is try and overcome a record set by CellRock a record that Rage is far from. A record that is 15-0. Even though as of right now Rage stands 3-0 he plans and believes that he accomplish this record and always do the inevitable to show the fans that he just can't talk the talk but he can walk the walk also. And Rage also plans to walk out of Wild the winner over Steve Ewing. Will it happen....the only we know for sure is to tune in right....NOW!!!!!~*

.:Scene:.
~*The scene opens just like any other scene would. A commercial informing the public that CHZ has released a brand new store where you can buy action figures, video games, t-shirts and much more. This time around a copyright isn't aired and that normal boring shit that usually kills time doesn't happen much to the viewers delight. The CHZ camera crew are still at the IIW facilities in Lafayette, Louisiana and this time it's daylight. We see no traffic whatsoever and it's a very quiet day. The cameras move inside to see the facility empty with just one person. After we get a good look at the promotional posters for IIW Pay-Per-Views we move over and to the ring where Rage is sitting in the northwest corner turnbuckle with his knees slightly up and concentrating on the other side of the ring where he's looking at the turnbuckle pads that have IIW logos on them. Rage is wearing a IIW "Where only the strongest survive" T-Shirt and some navy blue basketball style shorts. He's also wearing some black and silver SL Adidas. We hear the eerie silence in the facility as Rage is still concentrating at the turnbuckle for reasons unknown as he clears his throat and begins.~*

The Canadian Sensation: This is my life. This right here is my life, this is where I make my living. Right in this ring. I get paid to run from side to side, get punched in my face, dropped on my neck and pinned. Some folks ask why did I choose this lifestyle of constant traveling, autograph signing and more ass kicking and the answer is...entertainment. I didn't choose to start wrestling or even come to the CHZ for the money. I became and started wrestling because it's what I love to do and what I love to do is to entertain people and entertain the fans of me and the fans of the Canuck Heat Zone. Sometimes I wonder. What would've happened if I never have fallen in love with the business at the age of 9 and persued other occupations. Would I be a multi-millionaire. Would I own a huge company, would I be doing stocks on Wall Street or maybe even a doctor or a lawyer. There were so many paths I could've chosen when I was younger but the path I decided to choose was this. Some said I was stupid and some even decided to abandon me but who cares because in the end I followed my heart and my dream. Stacy stuck by me and even my mom who now rests in peace stood by me. I mean what would've happened if I listened to my former friends, teachers and relatives who were wanting me to do something with my life. Would I still be happy. Where would I be and how would I feel. It seems like none of those people back then never gave a shit about what I thought and all they thought was that they can make money off of a child genius. Now I do what I love and sometimes things hit me. Such as the people out there who constantly and constantly say that this sport that has been around for years is fake. The people that constantly preach and say this sport is fake and or just violent. That wrestling influences violence and that every punch we take, every clothesline we get knocked down by, every migraning chair shot we get hit in between the eyes is fake. Now how ignorant can the people who say these things can be. Those who say this listen up...because I want you to do something and this will prove my point. I want you to call up a friend and tell him to hit you in the forehead with a steel chair. I want you to try to go to your local wrestling school and do all the exercise and training it takes to do what I do. You do all that and you'll see and you'll find out that this takes heart. It takes heart and courage to stand in front of a live auidence of about 20 thousand and probably millions watching at home and entertain. At times it's overwhelming and at times you just suck it up and just say I love my job. This...is not what I call a job...this is what I call a career. Maybe sometimes I feel like I should've chosen some other career but this is what makes me happy and as long as I'm happy that's all that f(bleep)ing matters. I don't give a f(bleep)k what people say about me. How I dress, how I eat and how I carry myself and why because it's just me. Hell I bet the same people who lie and critcize the sport claiming how it's fake probably love everything about it. Their fat asses are probably stuck to a chair with a hot dog and a beer in their hand choking on it as another saga unfolds and another week and episode of Wild unfolds. These people I dislike and these people I say should go to hell and if there are people watching this and I know there are I say...you want to criticize something...criticize this....

~*Rage puts up his middle finger as he gets up from the canvas. He exits the ring and moves to a wall where black IIW cushon chairs are lined up and on them they have pictures of former and different IIW superstars and it reads "Sunday Night Insanity" on them. Rage grabs a chair with his face on it and slides it into the ring. He sets up the chair and sits on it before changing his mind and slamming the chair on the mat. He then goes and sits on the top turnbuckle before looking over at the nearest camera.~*

The Canadian Sensation: As I sit and watch the days go by with the training and the promotional stuff I just sit and wonder. What does the future holds. Just when and where will the direction of CHZ goes. Will it be filled with legends and old timers or will it be the new breed of wrestling such as me and J to head CHZ the right way. Whatever it may be it leads me to this next guy. A guy who's uh...slightly made his mark here in CHZ. A guy who....f(bleep)k it Blake Masters it you dammit. "Untouchable" Blake Masters it's you. Blake I think you know and understand very well what I might say but if your cuddling with your chicken neck wife Samantha I suggest you stop right now. See Blake it just so happens yesterday me, my wife and J Stevenson were talking. Talking of who would be the best competition for us to beat and for the Elite Impact Players. The fans and myself know just as good as anyone else that whenever we get the tag title shots we're gonna grab the opportunity by the balls. Blake just as we were talking about this we happened to catch a glimpse of your act of heroism. I must say it was really impressive seeing the Untouchable be actual men and be heroes. But one thing I didn't quite like was how you spoke of us. J Stevensonfield? Now let's be honest here Blake, you know damn well more than anyone else in CHZ that you know his name and you know better than anyone else not to f(bleep)k with me.....or J Stevenson for that matter. Hell Blake you should know his name he was the one who made you disappear after we regained our tag titles in IUWF. There's a saying that goes perfectly with what you did it goes "If you can't take the heat, stay out of the kitchen" and Blake you couldn't take the heat. You couldn't cut the mustard so you left. You picked yourself up but you didn't dust yourself off and you left just like the bitch you are. Then you have the nerve to call us pricks. Heh, it makes me laugh the way you just mouth off and forget the way we both just touched the Untouchables. See the Elite Impact Players can touch the untouchable, do the undoable, break the unbreakable and Blake what we did was touch the Untouchable. We reached the inreachable and did the inevitable in IUWF. We took your gold and ended your reign. As I sit here and get as heated up as a iron I just can't believe it. I can't believe what you did Blake. Blake you f(bleep)ked up. You f(bleeped)ked up badly. You barked up the wrong tree and Blake you should know not to f(bleep)k with us. Blake I tried to be a man and I apologized to your boy Derceto for what I did in IUWF but what you did was just f(bleep)k up. It seems like even when I try and be the better man and put the s(bleep)t behind you just like for me to bring it up again. Is that what you want? You want me to run around saying oh-oh we defeated the Untouchables twice in the same damn week. Is that what you want....well you son of a bitch you ain't getting it. Cuz Blake unlike you I've turned over a new leaf. I've changed, I'm a better man now than I was before. I'm in the best shape of my life and Blake you Derceto or IRA ain't gonna bring me down. Not now...not ever.

~*Rage pauses and then laughs hysterically. After he's done he pauses and again and thinks.~*

The Canadian Sensation: I'm gonna slow down here because you guys got me fired up. My plan was just to sit back and wait until the day I actually get caught up in a match with a Untouchable but it seems like if you guys keep pissing me off you'll get what you want. I mean you guys sit back you drink beer, you smoke cigs and you think it's cool. Hell you guys even thought it was cool to beat the nBk. I will admit what you did at Sins of Summer was impressive but let's be honest here...let's actually think. What good did it do that you beat the nBk...what did the win guarantee anything? Are you guys getting what was promised to you? Really let's think here what good did it really, really do to beat the nBk. Anyone can beat the Natural Born Killaz hell I beat their leader last week but do you see me running around as if I'm the shit...uh...no. See just like I said before....Blake you barked up the wrong tree and Blake you f(bleep)ked up. You think you've proven something? You haven't proven a damn thing. What you think saving a little girl by the name of Susan from a robbery is something...come on man you know if you ever dare f(bleep)k with me I'd send you right back to that Texaco with asking whether it's fuel or unleaded. Now to end this right now...I just have one question for you Masters....paper or plastic?

~*The Canadian Sensation then shoots a "Come get some" stare at the camera as he then laughs some more while nodding his head.~*

The Canadian Sensation: Sometimes doing this shit occasionally really puts me in a good mood. I need a drink.

~*Rage climbs off of the turnbuckle and exits the ring as he walks towards the main entrance/exit of the facility. He then grabs his keys from his socks, presses the button to unlock the car, enters and drives away as the scene fades away.~*

©Copyright 2003.Canuck Heat Zone.

All Rights Reserved.