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[Scene: We open up inside of a crystallized looking gym, complete with snow on the ground and the walls covered in ice. The training ring is made out of a big slate of ice with four turnbuckles in each corner as the camera looks around. The camera fogs up again as the camera man takes a cloth and polishes it off, he curses under his breath for having to do this. Suddenly, he sees someone moving across the way and walks towards them to see Chris Cortez bundled up in a huge puffy coat.

He looks around for someone or something as he then reaches for the termastate. He looks around one more time as he starts turning it up, when a hand comes out of nowhere and pulls him away. The camera pans over to see Sub-Zero, not wearing anything but his usually ring attire. He looks at Chris Cortez a bit pissed off as he lets go of his hand.]

Sub-Zero: What do you think your doing?

Chris Cortez: I was just turning the heat up a few degrees

Sub-Zero: You call turning it up from -45 to 95 a FEW degrees?

Chris Cortez: Ah, c'mon man! Its f*cking freezing in here! How the hell do you expect me to train in these conditions! In that ring! Wearing nothing but workout clothes? How can you-

[Suddenly, Sub-Zero grabs Chris Cortez by the shirt and pulls him int, face-to-face]

Sub-Zero: Listen, BOY. You wanted to come here to train, you wanted to train in the worst conditions. You wanted to experience pain like you've never experienced it before so that you can be ready for Killjoy. Oh. You will. You will. If you stay that is. If you stay, ill teach you what you want to know. But, if your going to be this whining sissy baby...than you aint worth my time!

[Sub-Zero looks at Chris Cortez for a bit in a fit of anger as he pushes him away and Chris Cortez just smiles and holds out his hands]

Chris Cortez: Woah, Woah, Whoa there Mr.Freeze! I aint no baby, I aint no wuss. I mean, I am going up against the "most hardcore mother f*cker in wrestling", heh, right? Are you? No. I am. Of course I am ready, let's do this.

[Sub-Zero just shakes his head at Chris Cortez' cocky attitude as he heads towards the ring]

Sub-Zero: Whatever, c'mon

Chris Cortez: Right behind ya frosty

[Sub-Zero turns around and gives an icy stare (no pun intended...er, sorta.) to Chris Cortez who just looks back at him with a weird look]

Chris Cortez: What?!

[Sub-Zero shakes his head again as he gets into the ring and so does Chris Cortez, but when he does he slips on the ice and falls flat on his back]

Chris Cortez: OW!

Sub-Zero: Suck it up and get use to it. Your'll be doing a lot more of it.

[Chris Cortez gets up via use of the ropes and stands still in the corner, using the ropes for support]

Sub-Zero: Take the damn coat off

Chris Cortez: What!?

Sub-Zero: I said...take the damn coat off

Chris Cortez: I aint taking my coat off

Sub-Zero: Yes, you are.

Chris Cortez: No. Im not.

Sub-Zero: You want me to take it off for you?

Chris Cortez: Woah, there, my doors don't swing that way, chief, ok?

Sub-Zero: No, you idiot! Im saying, I bet I could get that coat off of you in a flash via wrestling. You stand no chance against me, in my natural environment. Just like you wont be able to stand a chance in Killjoy's natural, hardcore, environment.

Chris Cortez: Hey now, you done know that for a fact!

Sub-Zero: Id say its more than a fact, its in the books. You have no chance at beating Killjoy, what so ever.

Chris Cortez: Oh, and like you do?

Sub-Zero: Of course I do. Up against me, he stands no chance what so ever. His heart might burn with the flames of hell, but I will freeze his heart and smash it into millions of ice-cubed pieces.

[Chris Cortez just laughs as Sub-Zero angrily looks at him]

Sub-Zero: What the hell is so funny?

Chris Cortez: You? Think you can beat Killjoy? Ok, whatever there ColdMieser. Just leave Killjoy to me come TRTN, ok? You take care of El Burrito for me, I just want him out of my hair, FOR GOOD.

Sub-Zero: I've already done ENOUGH for you. I'll be taking care of Killjoy, you worry about your little buddy El Diablo. He's made a recent challenge to you, if you haven't heard yet.

Chris Cortez: Yeah, I saw it. So what?

Sub-Zero: You, "the great" Chris Cortez, going to accept?

Chris Cortez: You know, a lot of people have challenged me so far for my LSW Karaoke Title. Well, ok, only two. But, no one on my "worthy" list. El Burrito, for his losing streak and the fact he has NEVER pinned me and Whisky because well, he's Whisky for god's sake. Besides, what makes any of these morons think they could even get the party started? To start it up, you got to pay the band! Bottom line: you have to sing, to start the match. I mean, can you imagine EITHER of them singing?

Sub-Zero: No, cant say I can.

Chris Cortez: Neither can I, I mean, what with El Burrito and his fake blood fountain of a mouth and Whisky with well...his mask and his sword or whatever. I done know. But, if they are so determined to fight for me for it. How about this? El Burrito vs. Whisky, at Devil's Night 2 - American Idol Style!

[Sub-Zero just looks at Chris Cortez weirdly]

Sub-Zero: The hell you talking about?

Chris Cortez: Look, in order for the match to be legal, you HAVE to sing a song before you face me. Now, sense they both want a shot at me, I say at Devil's Night 2, they have a little competition to see who will fight me. El Burrito vs. Whisky, but not in a WRESTLING match mind you, a SINGING match. They will each sing a song and then the crowd will respond by cheering for who they think did the better job. The winner goes on to face me at the next week's TRTN.

Sub-Zero: Which of them would you rather fight?

Chris Cortez: It doesn't matter to me who wins, thing is, neither poses a threat to me at this time. I am not worried about either anywas. The only person I give a damn about at the moment is of course, Killjoy.

Sub-Zero: Which is why we are here. Now, take off that damn coat so we can start!

Chris Cortez: I'm not taking off my coat!

Sub-Zero: Take it off!

Chris Cortez: NO!

Sub-Zero: YES!

[Sub-Zero walks over and gets into Chris Cortez's face as suddenly Akira separates them and looks at them]

Akira: You two cut it out. I came here with a little snack for you guys.

Chris Cortez: Oh, sweet. I hope its some nice hot coco or something!

[Akira lifts up a plate to show ice water and ice cream bars]

Sub-Zero: Thanks

[Sub-Zero takes his as Akira holds the plate out to Chris Cortez]

Chris Cortez: Ah, gee, how ironic, but ah, no thanks. I just ate on the plane and all, you know.

Akira: Oh, Ok. Have fun then boys, all be in the office.

[Chris Cortez looks up and down Akira as she isn't looking and as she looks back at him he just smiles. She waves to Sub-Zero as she walks into the office and closes the door]

Chris Cortez: Now I see why you like the colder climates around this chick. I think I saw something or two poking out of that tight shirt of hers. Heh, I bet that doesn't happen to you downstairs in such cold climate like this huh? I mean-

[Suddenly, Sub-Zero grabs Chris Cortez and smashes his face down onto the ice and into his submission hold, Frozen In Time]

Sub-Zero: NO ONE TALKS TO MY GIRLFRIEND LIKE THAT. NO ONE TALKS TO ME LIKE THAT. NO ONE TALKS TO EITHER OF US LIKE THAT, AND SURVIVES TO TELL ABOUT IT. FOR THE NEXT FEW HOURS, IM GOING TO GIVE YOU THE TRAINING AND BEATING, OF A LIFETIME.

[Chris Cortez rolls his eyes slightly as he tries not to scream in pain from the submission hold]

Chris Cortez: Oh....JoyyyYYEEE-AAAHHHHHHHH!

[Chris Cortez screams out as the camera cuts to an outside shot of the gym in the cold climates of the arctic. The camera shuts off and the scene fades to black as Chris Cortez's screams echo into the night.]

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