[Scene: We open up inside of Blind Willie’s during a regular un-televised house show, with nameless talent showing off what they got. Most of them have it, and probably deserve to move up into the full time talent roster, but the current roster just looks down at them. It’s a shame that they might never join them and prove them wrong, they will just go on, forever being held down just for being quote unquote “jobbers”. Of course, what would a house show be without those superstars on the current roster? Nothing of course. So, it seems like even the “jobbers” cant amaze the crowd with their obvious talent without the higher up spotlight hogs getting all the attention in the end. Thus is the ironic cycle of wrestling. Before the “jobber” can get a push of a lifetime, he must first get the spot handed to him by one of those higher ups. Which in itself can take a lifetime, especially if those higher ups refuse to give it up. ]

Richard: Don’t forget to head on over to the merchandise table, we’re you can get yourself your very own limited edition Killjoy action figure for only $14.99! Also, while your there, pick up a copy of Devil’s Night 2 and relive the action of Killjoy vs. Chris Cortez! For only-

[Before Richard can finish, “Sexy Boy” by WWE hits as Chris Cortez steps through the curtains with Syd along with him. He looks still banged up from his match with Killjoy, as shown from the cuts, scraps, bruises, and tapped up ribs. He doesn’t pose or do anything flashy; he just simply walks out to the ring with the crowd booing at him. He doesn’t even look at any of them; he just gets in the ring and snatches the mic from Richard who quickly leaves the ring. ]

Chris Cortez: Let me cut the crap and get straight to the point: Killjoy, you bastard, you took everything from me! You took my Karaoke title, you took my World Heavyweight Title, which deserves to be around my waist right now, and you took MY girl Angel! You took everything from me and now I have nothing! Yet, you have everything! You sit there, smug and happy with what you got, knowing that you cheated a man out of everything he had. Then, you have the audacity to ask me to JOIN you? To become your “little buddy”? To become your “second banana”? To let you “guide me”?

[The crowd just boos Chris Cortez, who doesn’t even pay any attention to them as he looks straight into the camera with a pissed off look]

Chris Cortez: Fuck You! I’m not going to play second fiddle to some corporate sell out like you. Yeah, you heard me. You sit up their on your legendary throne, looking down at all these wrestlers, like me, who are stuck under the glass ceiling you have so well created. You feel that since you have been around the block so many times, that you have been around and done so much in your time, that you’re this legend. This legend that no one can defeat and no one should be able to defeat. You want it all and you want it all for yourself. Well, your not. Your just an old man who is past his prime and will not give up his throne, will not pass the torch and will not give those who deserve it a chance to shine.

[The crowd just boos Chris Cortez, but he goes on not even noticing them]

Chris Cortez: You remind me of another old man in wrestling who just cant let go, I’m talking of course of the Undertaker. A man, no matter how old he is, still walks around as if he is the top man in the business. A man that no one deserves to push him off of his throne because he has been around in a so called “decade of destruction”. It’s this, he says, that makes him a legend. It’s this, he says, is why he deserves to be respected and be number one. Just like all these idiot fans here-

[The crowd boos]

Chris Cortez: -the fans of the WWE just don’t get it. They cheer him due only to nostalgia value. They cheer him because they are blinded by what he has done, not by what he has become. Sure, he was once a great superstar who seemed like an unstoppable force, but that was before he had let his ego run the company he was in. He started demanding things, saying that if he didn’t get his way, he was going to quit. The WWE couldn’t very well get rid of him; he was money in the bank, gold in the mine. So, they let him do what he wanted. He got to headline the pay-per-views, win the titles, and squash the compatition. In the end, making the people who actually worked hard and deserved their spots, get nothing in the end, all thanks to his greed.

[The crowd just boos harder, as some start throwing stuff at Chris Cortez, who ignores and continues]

Chris Cortez: You Killjoy, have the Undertaker-Syndrome. You walk around demanding people respect you and look up to you just because you’ve been around a long time. You demand that people fear you and look up to you and do what you say, just because you’re a legend. You’re not a legend. Your just some guy who’s been around way to long, and gotten way to many brainwashed fans who give whatever fed your in money to see you. Thus, is the corporate cycle, much like the Undertaker and the WWE. To the LSW, your money. Money they need, money they want. They want to keep you around as long as they can, to do that, they need you to be happy. So, you put yourself before anyone else. You put your own happiness before anyone else’s. You let your personal greed cloud your vision.

[The crowd throws more and more trash into the ring, even so, Chris Cortez continues]

Chris Cortez: Just like how you cloud the vision of these fans, with your nostalgic career. You knew that if I were to win at Devil’s Night 2, all your glory and all your greatness would go down a few notches. You couldn’t let the fans know what you really are; you couldn’t allow your position in the LSW to be put in jeopardy. No, of course not. So, what do you do? You run and cry to mommy management. You knew the match was in my favor, so you sought to change it! You turned the Beast from the special guest ref to a humble ring announcer and timekeeper. You got the LSW Mixed Tag Team Titles out of the equation, you made me give up my hard earned LSW Karaoke Title for a shot at your World Heavyweight Title, and just so you could snatch it all up from under me! Then, to top it all off, you stole Angel from me!

[The crowd boos loudly as they throw trash at him and yelling for Killjoy]

Chris Cortez: There go your fans again, cheering you, keeping you alive, and keeping the money and your power rolling in. Well, I am sick of it. I am sick of standing back and letting all of this happen. I said that our match at Devil’s Night 2 would be a wake up call. It was. For me. You see, I now know that you are hardly a legend. You are nothing but a greedy corporate hog, who has to have everything his way! Well, I am tired of it. I want to see it end, and I want to see those who deserve the top spot in this federation finally get it! Like these “jobbers” at this house show, they, like me and a lot of other LSW superstars, deserve more than they are getting! Ill see to it that we finally do!

[The crowd continues to cheer for Killjoy]

Chris Cortez: Now, as I look on the card for next week's TRTN, I see that I actually have a chance to quickly climb back up that ladder. To get yet another shot at YOU, Killjoy, a shot that I definally deserve, unlike Sadslum Suplex or whatever his name is. But, Ill get back to him in a moment. Let's stay focused on you Mr.Big Shot, Mr.Legend, Killjoy. I also noticed that you are the Special Guest Referee for the match. Hm, is this an ironic twist of fate? A mere co-wink-e-dink?

[The crowds continue to boo and throw stuff]

Chris Cortez: NO! In fact, its far from it! This is just another one of your legendary games. Yeah, your mindgames to keep yourself in the top spot. You know that Sadslum Suplex could never match up to my SUPERIOR TALENT! Hell, everyone knows that! What they don't know, what they are blinded by, is the fact that YOU TOO are no mere match for my talent. It far surpasses yours, oh yes, and you know it as well. You just don't want anyone to know, you don't want people to find out, if they did, you would lost your power because the LSW would lose money.

[The crowds just keep on throwing and booing]

Chris Cortez: So, since you know Sadslum Suplex is such a pushover and that I would so easily win the match to get a rematch against you, you had to act fast. You had to make yourself the special guest referee. No way you could let me win, no way! Well, so be it. Your in the match, I cant stop that. If I have to have eyes in the back of my head to look out for both you and Sadslum, so be it. Speaking of Sadslum...

[Chris Cortez just laughs as the crowd begins to quiet down, having grown tired of this long over done promo]

Chris Cortez: The so called "American Badass". Or, at least one half of them. You know, they should call your team the American Dumbasses. I mean, both of you only have got about half a brain, put you two together as a team and you got one complete one! Although, If I was to say who the true brains of your little operation is, Id say its most likely Grapevine. At least the guy knows TRUE TALENT when he sees and HEARS it. I mean, was there ever a doubt that I was better than Coyote999 and his buddy Springer?

[Chris Cortez shakes his head as the crowd begins chanting boring]

Chris Cortez: Of course not! You see, to sing rock and roll and to play instruments loud and with no real melody AND just singing by yelling and screaming, takes NO TALENT what so ever! What I am, is 100% TRUE TALENT! I write my own music, I sing my own music, I do my own dancing, I do everything and then some! Same goes in the ring, my friend. Some might not believe that to be so, but it indeed is. Come TRTN, your'll see what I mean, and everyone else will, when I show everyone that I am what I say I am. A TRUE TALENTED SUPER MEGA STAR AND...NEXT LSW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!

[Chris Cortez smiles with a cocky look as the crowd just boos him]

Chris Cortez: Now, before I go, I have one more thing to address. Killjoy, you asked me to join you? You asked me to be apart of your little "corporate club"? No. I’m not going to submit to you so easily. I wont go down without a fight. I wont let you get away with any of this. If there is anyone Id join up with, it would be the Beast. Beast, your out there somewhere, and both me and you know what is coming up in a couple of weeks. The October PPV, Halloweenie(sic) or whatever it’s called, You vs. Killjoy. If I’m not mistaken, that’s what it is. If I’m not mistaken again, then this match is either for both titles, or at least one of them, the big one I’m guessing. It doesn’t really matter though, what matters is this: Beast, both you and me want to see Killjoy’s reign of terror end. I suggest, neh, propose, that we team up to take him down. Both of us have unfinished business with him and there is nothing Id love to see but to see him go down, for good.

[The crowd continues to cheer for Killjoy, as they throw more garbage at Chris Cortez]

Chris Cortez: So, I’m asking you, what do you say? You, and me team up? Team up to take down Killjoy? Think about it. Ill be waiting for your answer.