[Repent IV your Sins]
"If you win, you win. If you lose, you still win."

Repent; verb
To turn from sin and dedicate oneself to the amendment of one's life.

.:The cameras open up in the evening on a humid night in Las Vegas, Nevada. The temperature is a warm and humid seventy degree night in Vegas, but due to it being the night time, the temperature makes the air feel about fifteen degrees cooler. Searchlights fill the clear sky as we see that we are at the infamous MGM Grand. The cameras pan onto the premises and we catch a glimpse of an ESPN desk nearby with Stuart Scott and Chris Berman chatting it up, giving viewers a preview of Wednesday Night Fights. Several boxing junkies and tourists go to look and try and pose for their cameras but nearby security pulls them away. The tourists stand around clueless and do not have an idea as to what they are about to do. We then grow tired of watching clueless tourists and boxing fans try to get on ESPN by waving and talking on their cell phone and then move on to where the actual extravaganza is being held. The MGM Grand. The camera steadily moves through the chaos and breaks through the crazy, the broke and the drunken fans and comes to the entrance of the arena. At the front of the arena we can see that there is a line. The line to the MGM Grand that looks as if it stretches for about a mile. The line would make you believe that The Beatles or Gun’s N’ Roses were in town for a concert…but they weren’t. All of these fans are lining up to see a boxing match and the fact that this line will not move only tempers with their anxiety. Many impatient fans walk away disgusted while others stand and wait as they drink beverages and wipe their dripping sweat from off of their foreheads. The cameras move further down the line…, which is still not budging at this very moment…and stops when we see a familiar figure. The man poises a physique that people can only dream of. The man is wearing a white T-Shirt that reads, “Your Doomsday is Today” in red lettering, a pair of red workout pants and a pair of white sneakers to match. The man with the amazing figure stands and waits impatiently. He stares back into the direction of where the desk of ESPN Wednesday Night Fights is and squints his eyes through. Through the camera flashes, the bright lights from the cameras that ESPN have and the bright light that is emerging from the searchlights he cannot make out anything…so he turns his attention towards the other direction. The man then puts his left hand on his forehead…in a salute type of way…and stares out into the enormous line for the MGM Grand. This time, actually seeing what is in front of him. After getting a good view of this individual, we get a clear answer and description of who this man actually is. With a fresh, sharp and brand new haircut, a pair of new tattoos down his left arm and a goatee that fits his outfit and his personality perfectly is none other than the Chaos Heat Zone’s own Menace to Society, Marcus Menace. A helicopter flies overhead and attached to the back of it is a local advertisement that grabs Marcus’…and the people in the audience’s…attention. The ‘copter then disappears and Menace grows extremely agitated. Marcus sighs, wipes the sweat from off of his temple and then growls a bit.:

Marcus Menace: Gee, who do I have to sleep with to get into this arena?!

.:On that note…and exactly on cue…with the outburst just yelled out by Menace, about seven men…some who are waiting on the line to enter the MGM Grand and others that are passing by…stop, snap their bodies around full force with what Marcus said and give him a glaring smile at Menace. But these smiles aren’t friendly and neighborly. These smiles are smiles that definitely tell you that one of these seven men…or maybe all of them for that matter…want to deliver on Marcus’ supposed plan. Marcus Menace then smiles back at the individuals but his smile isn’t one that is friendly either. Instead, it is a smile of pure nervousness. Marcus then raises his right hand and waives it all the while giving these men his nervous smile and nodding his head. All simultaneously.:

Marcus Menace: (Looking around with shifty eyes) Uh…never mind.

.:Marcus Menace jumps off of the line and walks away as the seven men continue on with their business. Meanwhile, nearby a worker for ESPN exits one of their production trucks set up with several papers in his hand and runs up to the set where the make-up women are attending to Stuart Scott and Chris Berman during their commercial break. The ESPN worker runs in and drops the papers next to Chris Berman…just short of another stack of papers that lie on his desk also…and scurries out back towards his production truck…while back to more important things, Marcus Menace is wandering around the area searching for something to do while the line dwindles down. While Marcus Menace is searching for something to do to pass the time, he can see that someone is pointing at him from a distance. Marcus is quite suspicious of the pointing at first but shrugs his shoulders and does not pay it any attention. But then the person comes into the focus of the camera and the viewers sitting at home see…just a little bit…as to whom the person really is. Marcus Menace continues his walking without any worrying and then the person points towards Marcus’ direction once more. This then prompts Marcus to walk a little faster. Marcus, who was just walking like a normal pedestrian, now speeds up his pace and turns up the notch on his walking to a speed walk. After speed walking for several yards, Marcus slows down his walking after seeing in the distance who the person was who was previously pointing him out. Menace throws his arms out…signaling for what looks to be a hug…from the distance and then Marcus and the pointer meet each other face to face who we find out to be none other than fellow Unholy Alliance member, Mitchell Davis. Mitchell Davis and Marcus Menace give each other a five and then greet one another with a friendly welcome but Menace stops joking when he turns to his right to see a short and stocky man who looks quite familiar to the viewers accompanying Mitchell.:

Marcus Menace: Mitch?

Mitchell Davis: Yeah?

Marcus Menace: Who is this guy right here?

Mitchell Davis: Oh yeah...him. This is Aaron. Aaron…meet Marcus. Marcus…meet Aaron.

.:Aaron gives Marcus Menace a nervous smile…similar to the one Menace expressed earlier…hoping that Marcus does not recall or recognize their first encounter that they had. So, in a way to try and forget what happened in the past, Aaron shoots Menace a neighborly grin and sticks his hand out to shake.:

"The Truth" Aaron: I don’t believe we have met.

Marcus Menace: Well...I believe we did. Don’t play stupid, you fraud.

"The Truth" Aaron: I’m not playing stupid.

Marcus Menace: Yeah, I figured and...that’s the sad part in all of this.

.:Mitchell Davis then looks over at Marcus and nudges him.:

Mitchell Davis: Hey man...what’s wrong with you today huh?...the guy is just trying to be friendly.

Marcus Menace: I know what he is trying to do. Mitch, I hope this isn’t the surprise that you were talking about.

Mitchell Davis: Well...it’s not.

Marcus Menace: ...And hell…don’t you remember me telling you what happened between me and some guy who came over to my house…tried to tell me what to do in my own home...disrespected me...and had to psychically throw him out of my house?

.:Mitchell Davis nods at Menace in agreement.:

Mitchell Davis: Uh-huh.

Marcus Menace: Well…that no good son of a bitch...is Aaron right there.

.:Marcus Menace points his index finger directly at the face of “The Truth” and Aaron nods his head in sadness. Mitchell Davis then puts the finger of Menace’s down and shoots a smile at Marcus Menace.:

Marcus Menace: What?...what the hell is so amusing?

Mitchell Davis: Marcus, I know all of this already. You think that I would have him here if I didn’t know about him?...Marcus, Aaron and me have already worked things out and we are already looking forward of working together. Aaron has told me in one of the many phone conversations that we have conducted that he is willing to put the hatred he has for you aside and work as a team. See, Marcus, you have got to learn how to trust me...and how to trust the decisions that I make.

Marcus Menace: Aww man. I was hoping after I got this prick up out of my house that he would wind up in a ditch somewhere in the middle of Iowa.

"The Truth" Aaron: I was.

Marcus Menace: Don’t you see that grown folks are talking?...and who asked you anyway?

"The Truth" Aaron: Uh..........

Mitchell Davis: Hey, hey.....cool it, man.

.:Marcus Menace walks up to Aaron and looks as if he is about to separate his head from his body and Aaron watches on, scared for his life. Mitchell Davis then pushes Menace back to separate the two men with his right arm and Marcus slaps it away, which provokes Mitchell to get into the face of Marcus Menace. They get in the face of each other with both men staring the other dead straight in the eyes. The anger is felt through both men and in the air as the expressions they pose look as if they want to tear each other apart. Davis then snickers and then backs away from Marcus Menace.:

Mitchell Davis: What has gotten into you lately?...it seems like you are bitter about everything. Like you are angry at the world…..

Marcus Menace: .....Because I am...damnit. That’s just the way I am. That is just the way that I will always be. Do you have a problem with that?

Mitchell Davis: I don’t know, dude. I don’t know what to believe anymore. Ever since last month, you have changed and…..

Marcus Menace: …..And what?…..you don’t like it?…why don’t you spit it out already, huh?

Mitchell Davis: And....I really didn’t want to bring it up to you this way but.....

Marcus Menace: Say it already!!!!!!!!!

Mitchell Davis: Aaron right here…..is the new piece to our puzzle that I personally like to call the Unholy Alliance.

.:Mitchell Davis backs up a little bit more and stands next to Aaron…who is now announced as the new member of the Unholy Alliance…so Marcus can digest the words he just fed him. Mitchell then nudges Aaron to take off his shirt and he agrees. Aaron then takes off his white dress shirt that he was wearing and throws it away to reveal a back Unholy Alliance T-Shirt and a huge smile instead. This angers Marcus Menace in a huge way and it is truly evident by his blank expression and the amount of red on his face caused by his blood rushing towards it. Marcus then takes a gulp, sighs and then cocks his head sideways towards Mitchell.:

Marcus Menace: You…you…did…WHAT?!?

Mitchell Davis: I took the liberty of making Aaron apart of our group?

Marcus Menace: HIM?!?!

Mitchell Davis: Yes…him.

Marcus Menace: What in the…HELL…were you thinking?!…I mean, what were you…totally wasted?!…How in the hell could you possibly let this LOSER into our group without even…..

.:Marcus Menace stops mid-sentence to try and collect himself but he cannot help himself. As you can tell…and see…Menace is livid over the news he has just received. Then, suddenly out of nowhere, Aaron and Mitchell Davis are shoved to the side by a camera crew and a woman who is dressing in a stunning pink outfit that is to die for. This woman…who we assume to be the leader of this pack of cameramen…and who also looks all too familiar, instructs the cameramen to get a good glimpse of Marcus Menace. All the while, more boxing and drunken fans flock to the scene where they will try to get seen and recognized on camera. The woman then stands next to Marcus Menace, brings the microphone that she is currently holding to her mouth and begins to speak as Mitchell Davis and Aaron try to reach their feet and as Marcus Menace is holding an expression of exploding…or just going incredibly insane.:

Jennifer Watson: Hello, and for those out there in TV Land, I am Jennifer Watson with Pro Wrestling Weekly and I’m here for the third time in sunny…or well in this case…a humid Las Vegas, Nevada and we are about to interview Chaos Heat Zone superstar, Marcus Menace. Now, the first time we tried to get an interview……….

.:Marcus Menace casually leans over…in a motion that looks as if he is sick to his stomach…and places his left hand on Jennifer Watson’s microphone…interrupting her would be interview.:

Marcus Menace: ENOUGH!!!!!!!!!!

.:Jennifer Watson then pulls back her microphone in an attempt…and in hopes…that it will not get thrown away by Marcus Menace for the third time. But instead of going after…and tossing Jennifer Watson’s microphone away…he doesn’t this time. Instead, Menace does not attack or break any of the cameras or the cameraman…or even Jennifer Watson this time. But what he actually does is take a long and deep breath to remain his insanity and calmly proceeds to speak…but not before letting out a series of light chuckles.:

Marcus Menace: What is with you people?

Jennifer Watson: What do you mean?

Marcus Menace: That is exactly what I mean. You guys showed up after my events when I was trying to into my own car to call it a night, you guys showed up at my house when I am trying to do my job…and then you guys decide to show up here. Hell, you guys have even showed up in my dreams a couple of times.

Jennifer Watson: (Blushes) Well, I am glad we can make such a good…lasting…impression on you, Mr. Menace.

Marcus Menace: Please…save it with Mr. Menace. Actually, I think the word savior sounds better. Because Jennifer, whether your ass likes it or not that is exactly what I am to you. I am your savior. I am your role model. You look at my body and it is everything that your obese and hairy boyfriend wants to be. You might live in denial about it, but it’s the damn truth…and that is what I am all about. I’m all about speaking the truth…and Jennifer, the truth is, I am your savior. I am your savior because you would not be here if I wasn’t. Sound simple enough…but ya know something?…it is!…You and your pathetic camera crew would not stalk me across the country…step on my property knowing that I was going to damage you myself…if you didn’t think of me as a savior. I am your savior, Jennifer, because if I don’t grant you this interview with me, then your company is dead. That means you don’t have a life, you are back on the streets and that there are no more Quarter Pounders with Cheese for Chewbacca at home. Also known as your boyfriend…and then most importantly…you have no life.

.:Marcus Menace chuckles.:

Marcus Menace: But then again…you do live with an illegal alien who is locked in your basement…claim you are in love with him and then follow me where ever I go. That isn’t much of a life…now is it?…no, it’s not. You are just as much loser as the rest of the broke and drunk here in Vegas.

.:The crowd boos Marcus Menace as Jennifer Watson puts her head down in shame and looks as if she is about to cry. Marcus Menace flips off the small crowd and laughs as he is enjoying every moment of it.:

Jennifer Watson: I have you know…that my boyfriend is not obese.

Marcus Menace: Oh shut up…you know it’s true. You know Chewbacca is at home eating White Castle burgers and Quarter Pounders watching reruns of his American Idol…Fat Albert. Don’t deny me. And Jennifer…by the way, the impression you guys make on me is not a good one. In fact, I remember exactly how you looked in my dream about you.

Jennifer Watson: (Blushes…Again) Really?…..what did I look like?

Marcus Menace: …..Like Dracula.

.:Jennifer pouts and she grows angry with all of the jokes that Marcus Menace is making about her and her personal life. Some people in the crowd are enjoying the jokes that Marcus is making and others are booing Menace…showing that they don’t like them. Marcus Menace laughs with the part of the audience that is laughing and some of the fans strike up a small “Menace” chant and Menace soaks the crowd reaction all in. While the chant continues…a fan from far away shouts out…..

A fan from a distance: You rule Menace!!!!!

.:Marcus Menace looks out to the crowd and tries to search for the fan in the audience who just shouted him out, finds the person who said it, pounds his chest three times with his left arm and salutes the fan. Behind all of the cameras, Mitchell Davis and Aaron finally get on their feet after being shoved away by Watson’s camera crew. Aaron gets on his feet, dusts off his black jeans and then shouts something out at Marcus Menace also.:

"The Truth" Aaron: You are a savior, Marcus!!!!!

.:Menace then turns around and he sees that Aaron shouted him out also. Aaron waits in anticipation for Marcus to give him some respect just like he did with the previous fan who did the same thing…but instead of Marcus pounding his chest and returning the favor, Menace smiles at “The Truth”. “The Truth” gains a smile on his face thinking that he is out of the woods but it doesn’t last long as the smile quickly subsides and Marcus stretches his two arms out to Aaron to give him the finger. Aaron then puts his head down in sadness…once again…and Marcus Menace then focuses his attention to Jennifer Watson once more.:

Marcus Menace: So, are you ready, Jennifer?

Jennifer Watson: Ready for what?

Marcus Menace: Ready to interview me.

Jennifer Watson: You would really let me interview you?

Marcus Menace: Yeah, sure. You seem desperate enough.

Jennifer Watson: Yay!!!!!

.:Marcus Menace nods his head and just laughs. After several short moments, Menace’s laughter disappears and he rubs his freshly cut hair.:

Marcus Menace: So, are you ready for it?

Jennifer Watson: Yes.

Marcus Menace: Yes……….

Jennifer Watson: Yes.

Marcus Menace: (Clears throat) Yes…who?

Jennifer Watson: Yes…Marcus Menace?

Marcus Menace: No…..you are wrong. You better get this right…or there will be no more interview.

.:Jennifer Watson scratches her head and Menace looks on…just as dumbfounded as she is.:

Marcus Menace: For God’s sake, woman!…it isn’t rocket science!

Jennifer Watson: Yes…..my savior. It will be an honor to interview you.

Marcus Menace: Ah, I knew you could do it. Face it Jennifer. I just made you my bitch.

.:Marcus Menace laughs and Jennifer gasps in sheer horror.:

Jennifer Watson: I am not!

Marcus Menace: You are too.

Jennifer Watson: I am not!

Marcus Menace: So, you are not.

.:Marcus Menace takes a short pause.:

Marcus Menace: Yup…..just like you are not getting to interview your savior.

.:Jennifer Watson sighs.:

Jennifer Watson: Fine. I am…your bitch.

.:Marcus Menace rubs his hands together and then laughs.:

Marcus Menace: I knew you would see things my way.

Jennifer Watson: Can we start this interview already?

Marcus Menace: No. You see Jennifer; we don’t conduct things your way. We conduct them…my way. But…enough with this playing around. I have had enough fun for one day…but the fact of the matter is, I always get what I want…and what I want is for you to stop by my hotel room tomorrow afternoon so we can get this shit over with and you can get out of my life.

Jennifer Watson: Okay.

Marcus Menace: So, you’re down?

Jennifer Watson: Yeah, definitely.

Marcus Menace: You are going to show up at my hotel room at 12 o’clock P.M sharp. Not a minute before…and not a minute after…because if ya do…then I’ll make sure that your day will be a living hell…and that Chewbacca never sees a White Castle burger…again. Understand?

Jennifer Watson: Yes…..

.:Marcus Menace clears his throat.:

Jennifer Watson: …..My savior.

Marcus Menace: Good…..

.:Marcus Menace walks up to one of the cameramen holding up one of the cameras and takes it from the cameraman.:

Marcus Menace: Don’t be late!!!!!

.:Marcus Menace shoves the camera back at the cameraman and walks his way back towards the MGM Grand with Mitchell Davis and newly acquired Unholy Alliance member Aaron in tow. Jennifer Watson watches on as Menace walks away and she turns around and signals for the cameramen to shut their cameras off…but before she does, Watson is heard saying the following……….

Jennifer Watson: That guy...is an asshole.

.:The cameras fade to black.:

To Be Continued..........

**Credit for the two banners you see goes to Josh Sutton and Josh Richards**