Scene: The scene opens up at the Hartford Civic Center in Hartford, Connecticut. Four securtiy guards are standing around the gate at the back entrance of the arena, waiting for the arrival of any XWF superstar for the event that will hapen later on in the day. Suddenly, a black BMW comes screeching into the parking lot. The car comes to a halt in front of the security gate. The driver rolls down the tinted window, revealing himself to be The Game, Triple H. Triple H lifts his sunglasses up and looks at the security guard.

- + - THE GAME + }-{H}-{ - + - So are you gonna let me through or what?

- + - CLUELESS + SECURITY - + - Yes, Mr......H. Right away, we just need to see your parking pass.

- + - THE GAME + }-{H}-{ - + - My parking pass? What, this is a joke right?

- + - CLUELESS + SECURITY - + - No sir. We are only allowed to let someone through these gates if he or she has the required parking pass.

- + - THE GAME + }-{H}-{ - + - (after pausing a moment he begins to laugh) No come one man. That's a good one but really, I've got a match tonight and I wanted to work out a little so come on just press the little button for me and I'll just drive right on through.

- + - CLUELESS + SECURITY - + - I'm sorry sir. But we...we ca....we can't do that.

- + - THE GAME + }-{H}-{ - + - Look man, you don't need to get scared. It's not like I'm gonna jump into your little hut, booth thing and start beatin the shit out of you. I'll save that for old man Flair on Monday. Ha!!!

Scene: Triple H starts to laugh at the joke he made and gives the security guard a playful nudge, sending him to the other side of the booth.

- + - THE GAME + }-{H}-{ - + - Oh, sorry about that. Alright now, it was nice talkin to ya really.

Scene: The security guard continues to look at Triple H with the same expression on his face.

- + - THE GAME + }-{H}-{ - + - Oh come on!! Why in the hell would I need a parking pass if you know who I am? You called me Mr. H just a minute ago. Obviously you know that I didn't just walk up here from off of the street. Why don't you just get on your little walkie talkie, and you can get somebody back here and then can clear this right up for you.

Scene: The man turns around and grabs his walkie talkie out of the harness on his back pocket. The security gaurd starts to talk into the walkie talkie.....

- + - CLUELESS + SECURITY - + - Umm, we've got a 281 here, I repeat we've got a 281 here over.

- + - THE GAME + }-{H}-{ - + - What the?! What the hell is a 281!? What you've got here is no problem. What you're about to have here is my foot up your ass if you don't open the gate!!

- + - CLUELESS + SECURITY - + - Mr. Helmesley I'm gonna have to ask you to step out of the car.

- + - THE GAME + }-{H}-{ - + - This is crazy. Do you know who I am? I am Triple H. I am The Game. I just wrestled last Sunday inside the Elimination Chamber for Christ's sake.

- + - CLUELESS + SECURITY - + - Hey........now that you mention the Elimination Chamber. I think I do remember you. (into the walkie talkie) Cancel that 281 over. Yeah, you really sucked in that match. You were what, the second person eliminated? Yeah, my son and I watched that match and we couldn't help but laugh at you. Ha, go on through.

- + - THE GAME + }-{H}-{ - + - I want you to do something for me. I want you to look into my eyes. Go ahead, stare in there for a minute. See that darkness you see? See that emptiness in there? That emptiness appeared only about a week ago. When I lost the XWF World Heavyweight Championship, I couldn't handle it. I thought I was never going to wrestle again. I didn't think I would ever step foot in another gym, or watch another professional wrestling program. But when I stepped inside that Elimination Chamber, my world changed. I saw life in a new way. (Triple H grabs the security gaurd by the collar) Inside that cell, my life flashed before my eyes, and I realized I'm wasting it. Everyday I spend without that Heavyweight Championship around my waist is a day waisted. (HHH shoves the man across the booth) Say hello to your son for me.

Scene: The gate rises and Triple H puts his sunglasses back over his eyes before driving his black BMW through to the parking lot of the arena.

Scene: The scene opens up inside the sold out Hartford Civic Center. The fans are on their feet, absolutely pumped up about the live XWF action they are seeing here tonight. The fans are all conversing among themselves, when suddenly......TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!!! Every fan in the place jumps and and throws their arms in the air. You can cut the anitcipation with a knife. Finally, the man everyone is there to see steps through the curtain and out onto the stage, holding his signature water bottle. Hunter stands at the entrance with his head down, very focused. Trips finally shakes loose and begins his walk down the ramp. Triple H walks to the side of the ring and climbs onto the apron after he takes a drink from his water bottle and tosses it into the crowd. HHH waits for the right moment before finally throwing his arms in the air and spitting the water out while a spotlight shines on him in true Triple H fashion. Hunter steps through the ropes and plays the crowd for a little while. Finally, Triple H is handed a microphone.

- + - THE GAME + }-{H}-{ - + - Ladies and gentlemen, take a good look into this ring right now. I want you to take a solid look at the man standing before your eyes and I want you to remember the man. Remember the man in front of you because more sooner than later, that man will be the heart of this company. I say sooner than later because that man is already the back bone of this company, and the brain of this company and quite frankly that man is the true gem of this company. That man that you're looking at right now is the man that has heald this company for years, currently holds this company, and will continue to hold this company in the palm of his head until he can't get up onto his feet to come to the arena last night. Ladies and gentlemen, I am here to make on thing clear and I mean very clear. I have two words for all of you people, and theres no chance in hell that those two words are suck it. The two words I have for you are GAME ON!!! Last Sunday in Las Angeles, California, I stepped into the Elimination Chamber match with my head up my ass. I stepped into that chamber not realizing just what exactly was at stake. I didn't stop to think that the match I was in that night would change the course of professional wrestling forever. And my course wasn't the only one that was changed that night. No, not the slightest. The Undertaker's course was changed. Billy Gunn's course was changed. Kurt Angle's course was changed. The "late great" John Cena's course was changed that night. And especially, The Heart Break Kid, Shawn Michaels' course was changed during that Elimination Chamber match. See because on that night, a new superstar was born into the world of professional wrestling. A new character was shown to the world. Last Sunday night, The Game decided to start playing. See, until now, I have been playing a game of cat and mouse. Stalking whatever I'm hunting. But starting today, I'm playing World War III. There's no more chasing, it's about domination now. Starting today, the XWF is officially my bitch. When I say jump, the XWF answers back "how hi". When I say gold, the XWF answers back "which championship". And looking at the Raw card. When I said victim, the XWF answered back "Ric Flair". Now I know that its basically a must that I compete in my first assigned match here in the XWF. But come on, I don't wanna break Flair's right hip, he's on the fourth one now. But I'll give credit where credit is due. Ric Flair was the me of his day. Ric Flair did dominate the wrestling world when he was in his prime. But then again during Flair's prime, wrestling took a hiatus when North Carolina broke away from the Union. Face it Ric. You're done. You're washed up. When I looked at the card for Monday's Raw, honest to God I laughed. I lauged because I saw your name next to mine, and then I was sad. Sad because the next time your old boy Davey wants to come visit you, he's gonna have to go see ya in the hospital. And surprisingly it's not gonna be for alzheimers. Flair, before our match on Raw, I want you to do something for me. I want you to go out and get together with all of your close friends and all of your distant relatives. I want you to tell all of them that you love them very much and say all of your goodbyes. Because after Monday night Ric, you're not gonna be able to say anything, becuase like your legacy is right now, you'll be dead!!!

Scene: Triple H drops the microphone and begins to laugh as the fans give a mixed reaction. He steps through the middle ropes and up the ramp, to the backstage area.

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