The setting is a The 7th Heaven bar on the outskirts of San Antonio Texas. It is a little warm out, and light drizzle begins to fall. An interviewer stands out side, in the rain as he looks up at the bar. The building is sort of worn down, with a heavy-looking wooden door. Neon signs are in the windows, flashing "Budweiser" And "Henikien." The interviewer John fishes through his pocket and takes out a plain, folded up piece of paper. he looks at it quickly, and folds it back up.
John:Must be the place. He better be here.. i don't want to have come all the way down here for nothing. He left the arena after his match before i could get a word with him.
John walks up the steps, and they make a loud creaking sound when he walks on them. he pulls the door open, and loud music comes from inside. John walks in, and he looks around. The place is filled with tough-looking biker guys. They all give John dirty looks, as John swallows hard, and he begins to walk towards the bar. A tough looking guy with a skull tattoo on his arm stops him He wears a Dark leather jacket, Black jeans, and dark shades.
Biker:What you doin' here? Answer me now! This is my bar, and i don't want no folks like you commin' round here.
John:I....I....I...I'm here from the wrestling federation BAW.. I'm looking for a guy named Floyd.
The Biker starts to pick John up from his neck, and his feet leave the ground.
Biker:Feelin lucky punk? I don't know who this Floyd is, but If he shows up here, i'll kick his ass too.
The biker starts to raise his fist in the air.
John:Please sir.. I don't want any trouble.. I'm only here for an interview. Please don't hurt me. have no intention of staying, and i promise you this will be the last time you see me here. You have my word. Please let me go.. im begging you!
Biker:Alright. I'll let ya'll of the hook, but you'd best stay out of here from no on. I just be doin this cuz' it's almost Christmas.
The Biker puts John down, and John lets out a sigh of relief. The biker walks back to his table, and starts a game of cards. John starts to walk towards the bar again, and sits down. a nice looking girl is behind the bar. She has long blonde hair, and blue eyes. she wears a White cut off shirt, reveling some clevage. She wears a tight black skirt. She serves a drink to a guy next to John, and then she walks over to John.
Bar Tendress:Hi, Can i help you? Something to drink sir?
John looks at her, and smiles.
John:Well, let me first say that i think you are the most beautiful girl i've ever seen.
She blushes a little, and smiles at John.
Bar Tendress:Why, Thank you sir. Alot of people always complemint me, but ive never been told that. You are very nice. Do you want me to get you anything?
John:Yeah, I'll have a Budwieser.
She smiles, as she walks to the little refridgerator on the floor. She bends over, and John likes what he sees. The skirt is a se through skirt, and you can see her panties.
She returns, and she puts the beer on the bar. John reaches into his pocket, and takes out his wallet. He pulls out a few bucks, and hands it to her.
John:Here, keep the change. A lovely woman like your self shoul keep it.
Bar Tendress:Thank you so much kind sir.
John:Oh, By the way, i'm looking for a guy named Floyd, i've been looking for him. Have you heard of him?
She shakes her head.
John:Oh well, can't say i didn't try. Im much more interested in you any way my foxy lady.
All of a sudden, the door opens, and Floyd comes in. He looks around, and everyone looks back at him. Floyd wears his usuall clothes, a pair of ripped Jean shorts, a Nirvana Shirt, with a flannel shirt tied to his waist. His long black hair covers his eyes. He walks to the bar, and John sees him. Floyd sits down, and looks at the bar tendress.
Bar Tendress:Hi, can i get you something to drink sir?
Without looking up, he says in a low voice,
Floyd:Heniken..
She walks over to the fridge, and gets the beer. she slams it on the bar, and Floyd hands her the cash. Floyd opens it up, and takes a swig of the beer. he slams it down, and faces John.
John:Well Floyd i thought you weren't gonna show up, I was just having a conversation with this lovley lady.
Floyd:I'm not in the mood for your story. Just ask yur damn questions and leave me the hell alone.
Floyd takes another big swig of the beer, and slams it down.
John:Well, first i want to congradulte you about your house show victory just alittle while ago. You were quite impressive if i do say so myself.
Floyd:Was nothing.. I just defeated some worthless punk ass who thought he could make a name for himself. How so very wrong he was.
John:Well, About Monday. You were supposed to fight Kid Krazy, but he backed out, and quit the fed. What do you make of this FLoyd?
Floyd laughs a little.
Floyd:That's a dumb question that you only would ask. He quit because he realized who he was going to fight. He was scared like all the others. Scared to face me, The Craziest Wrestler ever to grace a ring. Personally, i think it was smart of him. He didn't have to suffer, and i got the win, without even breaking a sweat. Now thats all i have to say about that chump.
John:Well As you know, you have a match on Thursday against Rage, Kent Blade, and Ravonos. And its a Hell in a cell no less, With barbed wire for the ropes. What are your thoughts about this match?
Floyd:I will say this. I told everyone that this was going to be my era, and my time to shine. And when this match comes tommrow, There is gonna be hell to pay. Rage, you come out here, boring all the fans with your cheap ass talk saying oh, i didn't win fairly! Rage listen to me. I may not have actually beat his ass, but He was scared of me. Just like all the others. Rage, let's get one thing straight. There's nothing Rageful about you. Your just some guy who comes out, says that your gonna beat everyone and thats it. Talk is cheap Rage. You think you are imy league? You are wrong. Now i move onto you Blade. Blade, i don't know much about you, or in fact any of you. Blade, your just gonna get your ass kicked, and when its all said and done Ravonos, Rage, and Blade, And all the smoke has settled. I will be standing over yur bodies. I will be holding that title in the air. And you all we be lying in a pool of your own blood. And I WILL BE ENJOYING every minute of it! And I will hold that title that belongs to me, and i will christen that belt eith your wn blood.
John:Aren't you forgeting that its not a normal match? Don't you under estimate them?
Floyd:I will say it again. It doesnen't matter what kind of match it is. I've been involved in all sorts of matches in my carrer. ive faced such great wrestlers such as Neo Draven, Hard-Kore, Kyle Desmise. I know the deal. But do you people know the deal? This isn't gonna be a regular wrestling match guys! There are no rules! Rules don't exist in an environmnt such as this! There won't be any Hammerlocks, Arm bars, and all those moves. this won't be a wrestling match. This is gonna be a street fight, a mugging. I'm gonna give all my blood, sweat and tears into this match. I Will show no mercy. I will make my dream come true, and win my first world title. And this is where it starts. This is where my ERA starts. Theres no way out guys. No way at all.. See your asses on Thursday.. Good luck.. You are going to need it.
Floyd gets up from the chair, and someone attacks him from behind. Floyd counters, and smashes a bottle over the guys head. A bar room fight starts, and everyone starts to fight with each other. Floyd gets up on the table, and Powerbombs someone through it. Floyd then flips him the finger. Floyd then walks out. John is still left there, and he runs out, only to run into the Biker from before.
Biker:Hey, i saw your sorry ass hitting on my girl before. Now your gonna get your ass kicked!
The Biker grabs a bottle, and smashes it over the head of John, and then the camrea just fades out from there.
