The scene opens up in Queens, NY. This is Floyd's home town. The place where Floyd was born, and the place where Floyd refuses to leave. The Camrea pans around the streets, It is about 10 PM at night. It is still brutally cold outside, with people bundled up with their heavy cotas on, and many people are inside, staying out of the cold. The camrea looks up at an old, rundown apartment building. The scene shifts to inside an apartment. The interior of the apartment is trashed. The wall paper on the walls is comming off, with stains all over the plush, white carpeting. A broken clock hangs on the wall, and the camrea zooms into the living room. There is a beat up old leather couch, with a TV sitting on a stand near it. A coffee table rests in the middle of it. A man is then seen comming in. This is Floyd. He wears a pair of Black jeans, with a black Rammstein shirt on. He has black converse on his feet. He runs his hand threw his blond hair and sits. He lights up a cigarete and takes a few drags. He then turns and faces the camrea.
Floyd-Well, here i am back in my home town, back in my house. Damn, it feels good to be back home for awhile. After my run with the TFWF, it feels good to be back. However, i won't be back for much longer. See, once i left TFWF, The nWo called me. Seems i'm still in high demand, and what the hell, i signed up. Alot of people left over from WoW are in this federation. And nWo seems like it will be a great federation. Well, this might very well be my last run. I might be retiring pretty soon. However, i will not let all my fans down, and i vow, i will win the nWo world title. I would like to experiece that one last time.
Floyd takes a few more drags of his cigarete.
Floyd-Well, i must get through this first week however. I am involved in a match. A triple threat no less. Now, before i get to the competitors, let me say this.. I will win the nWo world championship. And i will give every thing i have left in me to win it. Which brings me to The current nWo champion. "Slick" Dick Gazinya. Hey Dick, i remember you from WoW. Although we have never met inside the ring, i have a feeling i shall meet you soon. You can't run away.. No one is safe now that i am here. I will rule this federation just like how i ruled all the others. Floyd will rise once again. Before anyone even notices. It will happen, (Snaps fingers) Just like that. All of you nWo people, you don't know what your in for. You all do not know..
Floyd takes a few more drags of his cigarete and puts it out in an ash tray on the coffee table. He faces the camrea once again and starts to speak again.
Floyd-But this week on Malice i must get through not one, but two people. Ken Hero, and Morbius. Lets get to this Morbius fellow first shall we? I got lots to say about Kenny boy next. Well, Well, Well. Lets see. Morbius. Don't really know a whole lot about you.. Ya haven't said anything as yet, damn, makes it hard to say stuff. I haven't even seen you either! Damn, what are you some kind of vampire, that only comes out at night? Come to think of it, wasen't there a vampire named Morbius from Marvel comics? So is that what your trying to be Morbius? A vampire? What, do you think your cool or something? Yeah, im Morbius.. I'm like.. a vampire.. Whatever. Just make sure you suck some blood after the match because hell son, your probably going to lose a bunch of it during the match.. Anyway.. im done talking about that loser, onto the next person in the match.
Floyd opens a can of Pepsi near the table. He drinks some, and sets it on the coffee table. He starts to speak again.
Floyd-Kenny Hero. Well then Mr. Hero. Who's hero are you trying to be anyway? Do you think i was the least bit impressed by your little speech? Hey, but i gotta tell you one thing you did for me. You cured my insomia. Soon as i listened to you for 5 minutes you practially had me asleep. I didn't get my daily dose of heroism, i did however get my daily dose of bordem.. Anyway Ken. Who the hell do you think you are? Are you trying to run around here pretending to be a super hero as well? You and Morbius should get together.. Heh. Anyway Ken, you can run your mouth making fun of my name. So you ask what kind of name is Floyd? You really wanna know what kind of name it is? It's a name you should fear.. And after Malice, you will know the name of Floyd, and you will learn to respect me.. So, you never ever picked up a cigarete in your life huh? Congradulations.. Your mama must be proud. Think that stuff impresses me? No.. not really. So, you never ever had a cigarete in your life huh? Damn. I'm gonna have to use a little peer pressure then. How would you like a cigarete burned onto your forehead? Would you like that Kenny boy? I might have to arrange that. The surgeon general would then have to put a new warning on the label, titled: "Don't piss Floyd off when he is smoking." Something to that degree.
Floyd laughs to himself as he lights up another cigarete with his gold zippo lighter.
Floyd-And Ken, i call my self "The Craziest wrestler ever to grace a ring", because i am indeed that. I speak only the truth, and the truth will be seen at Malice. And you Ken Hero, shall realize that i am indeed a force that you cannot stop. For you see, you can't kill me, i'm immortal.. You can't kill me. And just like that Ken, i will bring you down just like i have done to countless others. People have tried to beat me, but they all.. all of them.. They All Fu*king failed miserably. And You Ken, you will be just another Failure. Another poor soul that has had the misfortune to be thrown into the ring with me. Soon Ken, you will meet your maker. And both of you, will know the name of Floyd. As for the rest of you bastards in the nWo.. Pay attention to my match. You see this face? Remember it. For it will be the face of the next.. nWo.. champion. You can't avoid it. You can't avoid fate.. And That's just the way it is.. so just.. F'n, Deal with it!
Floyd then inhales and blows smoke into the camrea. The camrea gets one final shot of Floyd, and it fades out into the nWo logo.
