[Scene: We open up with Syd watching the recent promo by Killjoy and Angel as suddenly the door opens and slams shut. Syd looks behind him to see an angry Chris Cortez who slumps down in a chair in the corner]

Syd: Something wrong?

[Chris Cortez just looks up at Syd with a look that could kill as Syd just sighs]

Syd: Yeah. I see. Well, If I we're you, I wouldent watch this promo going on at the moment with Killjoy and Angel...

[Chris Cortez looks over at the TV and watches the rest of it, every minute that passes the blood boils within him. As the promo fades out to black Syd is startled as a chair flies over his head and crashing into the TV. Syd just watches in amazement as Chris Cortez just starts randoming throwing things in anger. He yells and curses and screams as he then sits down and tries to get a grip on himself]

Syd: Ch-Chris? You-ah-You, um, ok?

[Chris Cortez burys his face in his hands as he just sighs a long and deep sigh. He dosent even look up, but he starts to speek as he continues to have his face buried in his hands]

Chris Cortez: I am getting sick of all of this. I am getting sick of being mis-treated by getting put into an endless array of stupid matches each week! I am getting sick and tired of being held down and not getting the respect I deserve for holding a damn title. But, what I am getting sick and tired of more than anything, is seeing that DAMN KILLJOY WITH MY ANGEL! WHEREVER HE GOES, SHE FOLLOWS! SHE IS MY ANGEL! NOT HIS!

[Chris Cortez gets up as he paces back and forth]

Chris Cortez: It sickens me to even think that that stupid b*tch Abbey Riley could even ASK them if they are an "item". THEY are not an Item. WE are an Item. ME and ANGEL. NOT KILLJOY and ANGEL! It sickens me to see them together, touching each other, holding each other in there arms...

[Chris Cortez picks up at a vase of flowers and throws it against the wall as it just shatters]

Chris Cortez: I SHOULD BE THE ONE WHO HOLDS HER AT NIGHT! I SHOULD BE THE ONE WHO GETS TO TOUCH HER! I SHOULD BE THE ONLY ONE! WE SHOULD BE THE ONLY ONE'S, TOGETHER! I HAVE STOOD BACK AND TOOKEN IT DAY AFTER DAY, WEEK AFTER WEEK, BUT ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! NO MORE! NO MORE WILL I SIT BACK AND RELAX AND WATCH HIM TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME! NO MORE! ITS TIME I DID SOMETHING ABOUT THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL AND THAT IS WHAT I AIM TO DO!

[Chris Cortez reaches for the door, but Syd's voice stops him]

Syd: What about your match on TRTN? Against Blood Omen?

Chris Cortez: I dont give a shit about it anymore. El Diablo can f*cking find another partner or whatever for all I give a damn. The only thing I care about right now is one thing: Killjoy. He said one day we would come face to face, well, Im tired of waiting. Im tired of sitting back and watching them together, so Im taking a stand and putting an end to it, once and for all.

Syd: Now, c'mon, Chris. Think clearly now. Your not thinking clearly at all! Your letting anger and hatred for Killjoy cloud your vision and your senses! You've been blinded by rage!

Chris Cortez: I am seeing just fine, and I see what I now have to do. And Im not going to let ANYONE, get in my way.

[Chris Cortez exits as Syd just shakes his head]

Syd: He's just made the worst decision of his life...I just know it...He has no idea what he's getting himself into...

[Syd just continues to shake his head as the cameras shutoff and fade to black, as per usual]

Disclaimer: The following was a role play and therefore a work of pure fiction. Any of the comments made were not intended for any real harm, which we're only there for entertainment value and that of the character's perceptive. Please don't take any of this stuff to heart as it is of course a work of fiction being just a role play and all.