Justin Walker:Yeah. Uh huh. What? He's here now? What the hell? i thought i was off today boss? Come on! I haven't had a day off in weeks. I don't wanna interview him! Uhh.. Fine.

Justin sighs heavily as he slams his cell phone on the table. He puts his phone away, and then starts walking towards the elevator. He presses the button. Some men get off, all dressed in suits, arguing about some legal matter. They don't even notice Justin. Justin mutters somthing under his breath as he gets on the elevator. He presses the button and gets off at the lobby. He walks out the front door, as he reaches into his pocket, and puts on his sunglasses. It is a bright and sunny day out. Very hot and humid. Justin walks down a path, benches are scattered about every where. More guys in suits pass by, all talking on their cell phones. Justin contiues walking down the path. He finally comes across Floyd, sitting on the bench. Empty beer cans are everywhere, he has a beer in one hand, cigarette in the other. He wears a black APW Tanktop, and a pair of black jean shorts. He wears a pair of old converse all stars on his feet. The APW US title is on the bench beside him. He downs the rest of his Budweiser and takes a drag of his cigarette. He burps loudly as he stares at Justin. Justin just stands there. Floyd laughs as finally starts speaking.

Floyd:The hell you staring at? Do you like me or something?

Justin Walker:Floyd, this is the APW Headquaters. You can't drink and smoke on the property! Didn't you get the handbook when you joined?

Floyd takes another drag of his cigarette and exhales. He flicks it out.

Floyd:Don't you know by now i do what i want, when i want? Justin, when i first came here no one new who the hell i was. Now, in just three matches everyone knows who the hell i am. And i'm about to get something i've wanted from the start. A World title shot. Finally, a chance to get a world title again. To hear the crowd chanting your name.. The rush you get, when they announce your name. When they say, "And new World champion" I haven't heard that in a long time Justin. It's been too long actually. Finally its all fitting into place now.

Justin Walker:Well Floyd, you do in fact have a world title shot at the Pay Per View next week. What are your feelings about that?

Floyd:Well Justin, i'm ready. I'm ready to experience all that once again. I'm ready to hold a world title high in the air.. and say "I'm the best this federation has to offer." And i will be fighting Terry Wisdom, and a person that will be announced later. Terry Wisdom, the current APW Champion. Look, i've been watching you ever since i came here. I knew you were going to beat Hatchet, and become champ. But Terry.. Hatchet is nothing compared to me. You are nothing more than a Paper champion. You defeated Hatchet? God, i can beat him in my sleep. Since i've been here, i haven't been presented with any challange what so ever. Maybe Terry you will present a challange to me. But then again, maybe not. I will take your world title you cherish more than anything. I will become the most domanating force ever to grace the APW. Theres nothing you, or anyone else can do about it. Nothing. Get ready Terry, because you will not walk out the world champion. Because when next week comes around, i will have a title around my waist, and a title over my shoulder.

Justin Walker:Well Floyd you will be fighting either Brandon Pride, or Clay Burton, or the Hatchet. Are there any prefernces?

Floyd:It doesen't matter who i face. I don't care. Hatchet, it doesen't matter if it's you, it doesen't matter if its Clay Burton, i don't care if its President Bush himself! Nothing will keep me from claiming my prize. And i promise you all i will become the world champ, thats just the way it is, so just f'n deal with it.

Justin:Well thats next week though. This week you have to focus on the US Title. your defending against Crippler Lewis, he calls himself the King of Hardcore. Oh, by the way congrats on your first defense last week against Adam Lax and Mr. Money.

Floyd:Yeah, well were you expecting something different? I was a little disapointed though. Adam.. You disapoint me. I thought you would present more of a challange. But no. Your not the same Adam. Your not the one i bled buckets in matches. Adam, have you finally come to grips with reality? Have you finally decided to give up? I don't know what your deal is. All i know is this. Our book isn't finished. We will meet again someday. And that day isn't far off. Adam i hope your ready for it. Because its close than you think. Anyway..

Floyd:Onto Crippler Lewis. You claim to be The king of Hardcore? Boy, don't even talk to me about that. There's only one Hardcore Icon here and his name isn't Crippler Lewis. God, when i saw this weeks card, it put a big f'n smile on my face. Finally, i will be able to bash someones brains in, some one to slam on thumbtacks. I can't wait. I'm like a little kid on Christmas morning. I can't wait to open my presents. Listen Crippler, what makes you think you even are worthy enough to hang with me? Boy i was taking chairshots to the head while you were still home watching sesame street. You are not a Hardcore Icon. Being involved in a few Hardcore matches does not make you a king. You have to feel it. You have to feel the emotion. You have to smile when you get rapped with barbed wire. You gotta laugh when you take a kendo stick to the head. And you have to love it when you drive your openant onto thumb tacks. Don't tell me your a Hardcore Icon.. Because you are not. Listen Crippler, you tell me you killed a man, blah blah blah, yadda yadda yadda. I don't care. Is that supposed to scare the Floydster? Is it Crippler? Am i supposed to be intiminated? Boy, you better go home and think this match over. Your in my world now.. And you may have been around the block a few times with Hardcore matches. I have no doubts. But I've been doing this for fifteen years kid. You have never faced a person like me before. The Hardcore match is my backyard. And when you come in my backyard, someone usually gets hurt. And Crippler, i will bring everything i've got. I just hope you can keep up with me. Rookie.. You won't be taking my US Title. I have acomplsihed more in my career than you will ever accomplish. And i'm still to this day making history. Crippler, just be ready.. We will see just who the TRUE Hardcore Icon will be this Monday. Crippler, i can give a rats ass about your past. Am i supposed to feel bad for you? That you were out on your own at sixteen? Don't you dare bring up pasts. Because nothing can compare to my past. You don't know where i've been. You haven't felt my pain. And Monday, you will finally feel my anger... My rage.. MY PAIN. And it's all for you Crippler. I will take pleasure in inflicting pain on you.. And then i will rub this title in your bloody face.. Because thats the closest you'll ever get to it. Get ready.. because Your about to be schooled by the True Hardcore icon.. I am the craziest wrestler EVER to grace a ring. You will find out first hand kid. Bring all that you have Crippler.. I'm looking for a challange.. I'm slowly taking over this federation.. And i will become the next APW World champion. And theres not a damn thing anyone can do about it.. either get out of my way, or be destroyed. It's as simple as f'n that. Now if you'll excuse me..

Floyd gets up and puts on his sunglasses. He lights up a cigarette and throws the US title over his shoulder. He contiues walking down the path. The scene fades.....

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