Welp, here I am, on Thanksgiving Vacation. In Puerto Rico. Thats right, far from home, home being Boston, Mass. Luckily I brought my laptop with me. Not really lucky, planned to bring it ahead of time, but you know. Its nice here, sandy beaches, warm weather, just what a vacation should be. Matches and RPs will be a coming just like they would If I was still home.

[Scene: Before the camera fades in we hear classical music playing in the background. As the camera fully fades in, we find our surroundings to be that of metal walls. From the classical music we hear a loud beep as one of the metal walls sudden opens, revealing a long hallway. The camera heads down the hallway, which has a white plush carpet and whitish pink wallpaper w/hearts for a border. Along the walls, there are framed pictures, sporting images of Chris Cortez. One side shows pictures of him in his wrestling career. Showing him in the ring, with belts he has won, with Angel, pinning Killjoy and other great moments and accomplishments in his wrestling career. The other side shows his singing career. Complete with him singing on stage, signing autographs and dancing on stage.

At the end of the said hallway, the camera comes to a big wooden door, which a hand commences to knock upon. A few seconds or two passes by, as the door finally opens, instead of finding Chris Cortez, we find his agent, Syd.]

Syd: Here for the interview, correct?

[The camera move up and down, as if nodding yes]

Syd: Ok. Ill let him know. Wait here.

[Syd closes the door, as the cameraman sighs. A minute or so later, the door reopens, complete with Syd with one arm wide open into the room]

Syd: C'mon in, he's eagerly expecting you!

[The cameraman heads into the room and looks around. The whole room defiantly gives off a 1980s Miami Vice kind of vibe as it also looks much like the hallway, with the same plush carpet and whitish pick wallpaper with the heart borders. Other pictures, like the ones seen in the hallway also line the room. Between pictures there is whitish wood furniture, some filled with books, some filled with music, as they surround a huge sound system. Near it, we find a big puffy white couch, in which we find Chris Cortez.

He sits there, watching as the recent promo from Hardcore Wreck begins, watching, as he munches on popcorn. The camera swings around and the cameraman sits in a chair, watching Chris Cortez, as he watches Wreck talk to Deakin]

Chris Cortez: Man, like I said, the bitch is never far from the master. Well, lets just see what the bitch has to say, while he has his mouth out of Deakin for a minute.

[Chris Cortez watches on, as he continues to munch on popcorn]

Wreck: Cortez! You better get your ass in front of a TV right now, so you can hear what I got to say!

[Chris Cortez looks around him]

Chris Cortez: Ah, ok.

[Chris Cortez takes another handful of popcorn as he continues to watch]

Wreck: Right. You may think your so bad and tough, going to a bar far away from me, just so you can take the piss out of me, and let everyone know what's going on in that sick little mind of yours.

[Chris Cortez pauses it, as the cameraman lets out a weird surprise yelp, which makes Chris Cortez look weirdly at him]

Chris Cortez: The hell is your problem?

Cameraman: I thought this was live

Chris Cortez: No. It isn't. Don't assume the obvious. You see, I had some unfortunate business to take care of today, so I tapped the Saturday morning LSW jobber and promo show. OK? Can I continue?

Cameraman: Well, what unfortunate business do you mean?

Chris Cortez: I mean the wake of Phoenix Rising. I hardly knew him, but he did go and choose the right side, and I knew he was going to become a great ally to the New-Gen cause. Its sad that his life was cut short, it really was, he was young, so young. He had a future, his career only just begun. He had so much to offer, so much to give, but now, now we shall never see it. Its a shame. It really is. Such great young talent, wasted, such a great young life, wasted.

Now his spot, it will be replaced by some old has-been, someone probably in the ranks of the UWA. Someone who doesn't deserve it, when the kid deserved it more. At least he had something to offer, these old men, of the UWA, they have nothing to offer anymore. This is what he was helping us fight, this is why he joined up with the New-Generation. He didn't want to see his rightful spot, his claim to fame spot, get taken over by some old foggie who didn't deserve it. He didn't want that, I don't want that, anyone who is anyone, especially those in the New-Gen, don't want that. This is what we are fighting for. Keeping the old foggies out of the spots that should go to more younger talent and not to mention more TALENTED talent.

That is what we're fighting for, that is what Phoenix Rising was fighting for. He is gone now, his spot, its been opened. I will not see it given to some old fart, when It should go to a real up and comer, a young talent who deserves it. That is what Phoenix would have wanted and damnit, we, the New-Generation, we will fight to keep it that way!

[Chris Cortez puts his head into his hands, as he collect his thoughts]

Chris Cortez: Now, as for stopping these old farts from taking those rightful spots, lets talk about one of them, lets talk about Hardcore Wreck. Before I paused the tape, he said something along the lines of I was off, far away from him, talking about him, like a coward? So what? He's doing the same thing. If he wants me to say things to his face, hell, Ill do it. If he wants to say things to my face as well, he better well do it. At the PPV though, there will be no time for words, it will be time to fight. And It will be time for me to slap the taste of Deakin's dick out of his mouth and put his ass in a retirement home where he rightfully belongs!

[Chris Cortez presses play, as he munches on more popcorn]

Hardcore Wreck: Chris, you don't really know much about me if you think I have been in such a low division all my career. Let me take you back to October/November 2001. Where was I then? Oh, That's it, I was headlining LSW Pay-per-views, I was in the Main Events, I was as high as you can get in any federation. I was at the top, and I was a flying high, taking everything in my stride as it came along. Then, what happened? I got injured. I had to leave this place for around two months.

[Chris Cortez presses pause, as he just chuckles]

Chris Cortez: Yeah, that was THEN, this, is NOW. Back then, you we're still the same old Hardcore Wreck, being the same old bitch to Deakin. You we're his tag team partner, his right hand man. Who by the way, screwed you after you guys lost the tag team titles. Which, Im guessing, was because of you. I mean, why else would the master have to punish the bitch? Cuz, that's what he did. You both went for the title, he got it, and kicked your ass, not to mention with help from management and whoever else was following him to the ring, after he replaced you of course as his main bitch.

You see, it wasn't YOU who was in the main events, the big PPV matches, it was Deakin. You, as the little bitch that you are, relied on Deakin and road his coat tails to the top, and then he dropped you like a ton of bricks when you fucked up and pissed him off. Which of course, brought you back to the bottom. You can play the injury card if you want, you can use that excuse, but the fact of the matter is that without help, without your master Deakin, your still nothing. Injury or not.

[Chris Cortez presses play, as he continues to munch on popcorn]

Hardcore Wreck: When I came back, I did what was right, not just for me, but for everyone else. I went to the bottom, and began to climb that giant ladder again. Yeah, sure, it took me a while to get a title or to even get a decent match. But I did. And sure enough look where I am now. I am bouncing back. I am still climbing that ladder to the top. Soon, I will be where you are. At the top.

[Chris Cortez press pause, a slight smile on his face]

Chris Cortez: Oh Wreck, oh Wreck. Poor, Poor, Wreck. Your so in denial, it isn't even funny. Well, ok, it is. Well, actually, more pathetic than funny, but funny nonetheless. Its pathetically funny. That's it. Its pathetically funny that you think you can do ANYTHING on your own. Why do you think that only until recently you've been doing good getting matches and titles? I'll tell you why. Deakin.

You we're getting NOWHERE going about it on your own, as usual. Why do you think it was taking you so damn long and it was so slow in paying off? Cuz you couldn't do anything, you couldn't do nothing. Not without help. Not without Deakin. Without him, your nothing. You have no talent, no skills, no nothing, without him. You know this.

That is why you joined the UWA. That is why you've jumped so far up the ladder so fast, all because of Deakin. How long do you think it will really take until he's once again done with you and throws you away like before? Its really only a matter of time Wreck, its all only a matter of time. All good things must come to an end.

[Chris Cortez presses play, finding himself out of popcorn]

Hardcore Wreck: I would say that I will be challenging you for your title, but that would be a lie.

Chris Cortez: Which it is. HEY, SYD, GET ME MORE POPCORN!

Syd: Aye, Aye, Champ!

Hardcore Wreck: As, I know that by that time, you would have lost your title, to whoever it may go to, but anyway, you can bet your bottom dollar, that by the time I get to the top again, you will not be the champion.

[Chris Cortez presses pause, as he looks a little depressed]

Chris Cortez: You know what? He's right. By the time he gets to the top again, I wont be the champion. Cuz, by the time he gets to the top, I'll probably be dead and he'll be nothing but an old man skeleton or ghost walking around, not being able to let go of the past, ha ha!

He'll roam around for all eternity, not being able to move on, because he will never have gotten anywhere in his career. Meanwhile, Ill be dead, haven moved on, because I would have achieved everything in life and in my career!

[Chris Cortez presses play, as popcorn is heard popping in the background]

Hardcore Wreck: Another thing is, I am gonna be back at the top within, say, 1 or 2 months time. Which, I have to say is not far away?

[Chris Cortez chuckles]

Chris Cortez: Yeah, as long as Master Deakin is still around and hasn't kicked you to the curb yet.

Hardcore Wreck: So, Cortez, get shacked up with your title, and do what ever you do it to it, over and over again. Because Chris, your days are numbered. You have so many stars at your feet ready to steal that title from you in the first shot they get. Chris you will not survive. Even if you do, I will be there to rest everyone assure that there will be a NEW Heavyweight Champion very soon. One by the name of Hardcore Wreck!

[Chris Cortez just shakes his head from side to side]

Chris Cortez: Yeah, OK, just keep on dreaming Wreck, who knows, maybe one day your wish will come true? Highly doubtful though, your'll need more than a prayer and a master to back you up to beat me, sense Ive already kick his ass. That goes out to all those so called "stars" who are after my title as well. They all know that they stand no chance against me, just like how all of you in the UWA know that divided, you stand no chance against me.

That is why you've all ganged up to take me down, divided your nothing, together, you out even me. Its pathetic how it it takes more than one of you to even match what I am. Its pathetic how it took three of you, Deakin, Vertigo and Morgan, just to take me down. Simply pathetic. Much like you Wreck, living nothing but a dream. Well, wake up and smell the coffee buddy, your nothing, you've always been nothing and you stand no chance, against such a true talented super mega star, such as myself!

[Chris Cortez presses play as Syd hands him some more popcorn, which be begins to munch on]

Hardcore Wreck: But before then, we have our match this Tuesday at LSW Asylum. Not any ordinary match, but a Shackles match. That means that me and you are gonna be linked together by a 15 foot Shackle. But this is not gonna be like your little fantasy, where you beat the hell out of me. It is gonna be the total opposite. I am gonna show you that I am not a washed up has-been, and that I am better than the whole of the new generation put together! Because I am. If you don't believe me on that point, then you are in for a great shock in a match. Because there isn't gonna be much of you left once I have dealt with you. And whatever is left, IF there is anything, Deakin will destroy it to become the World Champion after he has been named the #1 Contender.

[Chris Cortez presses pause, and shakes his head, as he continues to munch on popcorn]

Chris Cortez: Just like the bitch you are. Help Master Deakin out, by wearing me down before his match against me. Well, sorry to burst your bitch bubble buddy, but that is not the case. You will not wear me down. I will not lose against Deakin. I will destroy you, and I will destroy Deakin once again, when the time comes.

You see yourself as still something, when your not. Your pathetic to think your worth anything, that your not a has-been. You tell me to wake up from MY fantasy? Wake up from yours Wreck. Come back to reality. Back to the real world. Where you are nothing but an old man, a has-been who isn't worth the money he's paid on his contract. His UWA contract at this point, the money that Deakin pays you. Your bitch money. Your bitch money to Deakin. Deakin, your master.

HE is who you are. HE is your talent. HE is your skills. Without him, your nothing. Even with him, your nothing. For just like Deakin, your nothing but an old man, a has-been. Going around thinking your still something and you deserve it all for what you did in the past. Of course, you didn't do it, Deakin did. So, what does that really say about you? It says your nothing. Never was and never will be. Dream all you want Wreck, go ahead, the PPV, it will be your wake up call.

[Chris Cortez presses play, as he munches on his popcorn]

Hardcore Wreck: So, Cortez whatever happens you are done for, you gonna be a nothing after the UWA has finished with you and the New Generation. We may be Unwanted, but we certainly will not be forgotten. Cortez, yo are UWA Enemy number one, and will be taken out by the most dominant force in LSW history. This is not a game, this is for real. There is no where to run, and no where to hide. Wherever you are, we will find you. There is no escaping the UWA.

[Chris Cortez just laughs, as the promo fades out]

Chris Cortez: Im not hiding Wreck and Im not running. Although, when the PPV comes, Im sure your'll be doing plenty of both. Of course, when we're tied together, their will be nowhere to run. There will be nowhere to hide. You will want to though. Cuz you will wake up, you will realize that you are nothing against me. You will come to find out that you truly are nothing and that I am EVERYTHING!

You say the UWA will never be forgotten? Maybe. Or maybe not. Who would want to remember such trash? Such pathetic has-beens who used such pathetic means to get anywhere in life? No one. Much like when the New-Gen is done with the UWA, when Im done with you, you will be nothing but a mere memory. A mere memory of what once was and what will never again be.

For indeed, a New Generation has arrived in the LSW and everything of the past is going by the way side. You say you and the UWA are the most dominate force in the history of the LSW? Well, prepare to be dominated, for your "force" will become just that, HISTORY, because you old men will never be able to tango with us young guys. We are faster, stronger, better skilled, more talented and all around BETTER than you has-beens. We are the future, you are the past. You cant live with it? Too bad, your'll just be left in the dust and become buried, 6 feet deep, complete with tombstones.

They will read: "Here lies the UWA, the Past of the LSW. They offered so much in the beginning, yet so little in the end. Their time has come and gone and so have they. May they rest in peace". One by one, you all will be buried, along with the past. At the PPV, Wreck, you will be the first. Then your master, Deakin. Prepare, the end of the past, is coming!

[Chris Cortez evilly smiles and laughs as he continues to munch on popcorn, watching the rest of the tape. Suddenly, a knock comes on the door, and Chris Cortez turns to it and smiles as Syd opens the door]

Chris Cortez: Ah, its Allen Rage! Welcome, Welcome! Popcorn?

[Allen Rage sits on the couch next to Chris Cortez, as he hands him his popcorn, which Allen Rage takes]

Allen Rage: Dont mind If I do

[Allen Rage takes a big handful and scarfs it down, as he then looks around the place]

Allen Rage: So, where is my partner? You said that he'd be here tonight so I could meet him before our match. Get to know each other, train, that sort of thing.

[Chris Cortez smiles as he points to himself]

Chris Cortez: Your looking at him.

[The camera fades out at this point with Allen Rage smiling, looking pleased, as he takes another handfull of popcorn]