Man, I HATE sight seeing. Not to mention a whole 10 hours of it, mostly in a damn hot and boiling car. Arg! Oh well, Im back now, did another RP, then work on a match now for the PPV, then freaking sleep. I hope the New Generation people I used in my RP, arint mad for me using them. On with the show.

Sunday: November 24th, 2002

[Scene: We open up down a few streets from Blind Willie's Bar, an hour or so after the confrontation between Chris Cortez and Hardcore Wreck. On this street, is the infamous Gym in which Chris Cortez goes from time to time to work out and train. The cameraman walks in, camera turned on in hand of course, as he scans the area for him. Not in plain sight, the cameraman once again ventures through the metal jungle, past the clanking metal and the muscled men and women.

As the cameraman turns a corner, he finds himself in a wide open area, which has about two or three good sized wrestling rings filling the place up. He looks towards the back and sees Chris Cortez and Allen Rage inside the ring, doing some moves with two other guys, as Syd cheers them on. The cameraman gets closer to the ring as Chris Cortez and Allen Rage kick and punch at their two nameless opponents in the ring. Opponent A, for the lack of better words, whips Chris Cortez into the ropes as Opponent B whips Allen Rage the opposite way.

Chris Cortez and Allen Rage bounce off the ropes and head towards Opponent A and Opponent B, who both go to hit them with a clothesline. However, Allen Rage and Chris Cortez duck and then Chris Cortez quickly puts his hands down which Allen Rage jumps on and Chris Cortez pushes him up as Allen Rage flies over Chris Cortez's head and jumps onto the shoulders of Opponent A. Allen Rage hits him with his trademark, "The Boom", as Chris Cortez ducks another clothesline from Opponent B then as he turns around, Chris Cortez kicks him in the chin with his own trademark, "The Mic Check".

Syd counts the three as Allen Rage and Chris Cortez pins them and then rings the bell, signaling the end of the match. Allen Rage and Chris Cortez get up and celebrate, then help the two nameless opponents up and shake their hands]

Chris Cortez: Thanks guys, you've been good sparring partners, make sure to watch the PPV on Tuesday, watch us put it all too good use

Opponent A: Don't worry we will, you guys are awesome, your defiantly a show in to win!

Allen Rage: Thanks, we'll be seeing you around

Opponent B: You just might, we're thinking of trying out for an LSW Contract, so, who knows?

Chris Cortez: If you two ever do make it, be sure to hook up with me, Ill get you guys on track

Opponent A: Thanks Dude, see ya later!

[The two nameless opponents walk out of the ring and to the locker rooms as Allen Rage and Chris Cortez get a drink of water from two nearby water bottles. Syd throws Chris Cortez a towel as he whips away his sweat and then looks up to see the camera.]

Chris Cortez: I figured you'd be here. Here to get my feelings on matches and current going on's I suppose.

[The camera nods up and down]

Chris Cortez: Yeah, well, Im damn tired of always talking about Hardcore Wreck, I mean, It isn't the only match Ive got at the PPV. No, you see, I've also got a Tag Team Title Match. Its me and my good pal Allen Rage here vs. Ms.Vampiro or whatever and what's her name, I dunno, Its a real confusing name. Its like Titinuam Machanlaca? I dunno. It doesn't really matter what their names are anyway, the fact of the matter is that in the end the results are going to be the same. They're losing, we're winning.

I mean, morons like Vigo might believe that Ms.Vampiro is a real vampire and all, but that's such a load of crap. She doesn't have super human strentgh, she cant fly, cant turn into a bat, she frigging goes outside when the sun is out! So much for following through with that whole belief. She's just like all these other LSW morons. Half of them believe if they have this evil gimmick, they can simply use it to intimidate their opponents and not worry about actually working out and training.

Ms.Vampiro spends so much time bitching and complaining about CDs, coke and sunbathing all the while that the mere thought of the match escapes her stupid mind. She reminds me of El Burrito. He never trained, never worked out, all he did was stand in a ring of fire and speak jibber jabber from some book. What happened to him? Lost against me every time. Just like El Burrito, those two unprepared girls are going down.

Of course, much like El Burrito, it wouldn't matter if they trained or not, because against me, such a TRUE TALENTED SUPER MEGA STAR and Allen Rage, they are nothing! Allen Rage already faced and beat them, I haven't, but as far as Im concerned, they have nothing to offer, so they will be just easy pickens. Both of them. Ms.Vampiro and Tatiala Machablah. Who recently have both had problems with each other. Bitch fighting with the other over just stupid things such as a lipstick. Pathetic.

I mean, they have a match already before ours, and its against each other, to let out their aggression on each other. What makes anyone think, that TWO WOMEN, will put their aggression aside, after they've tooken it out on each other, in one match so soon after the other, and work together? Certainly not me. Those two gals would rather claw the others eyes out then shake hands and make up in one match. I would know. I know women. Believe me, Ive been with plenty of em!

They'd rather settle a score with some other bitch than fight, not to mention, the fight might need to be stopped if one of em breaks a nail. HA HA! Seriously though, no woman could ever defeat a man such as myself and Allen Rage if course. For I am, I mean, we are, faster, stronger, better, smarter and all around better! Plus, no one can go toe to toe with such a TRUE TALENTED SUPER MEGA STAR such as myself, right?

[Syd nods his head]

Syd: Right you are, champ!

Chris Cortez: That's right. Now, c'mon Allen, lets do some working out.

Allen Rage: Way ahead of you.

[Chris Cortez turns to see Allen Rage pumping some iron, as Chris Cortez sits down at the machine next to him. He starts pumping away with him as Syd stands next to them, counting away and yelling at them to make them work faster]

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Monday: November 25th, 2002

[Scene: We open up inside of a jetplane, which is decorated much like that of Chris Cortez's private apartment. It has plush carpet with whitish pink walls complete with pink hearts for a border. There are white puffy seats that sit around in the formation one would see in an airplane. In the back though, there is a big puffy couch and other smaller puffy chairs complete with coffee table in front of them all and a TV in front of that.

On the couch sits Syd and Chris Cortez, with Allen Rage, Jason Crayz, Pariah and Penance sitting on the four single chairs around the coffee table. They all watch the TV, seeing all the recent promos from all their opponents at the PPV. As it all comes to an end, they chat and converse about what their opponents said, as Chris Cortez then coughs as he raises a wine glass up, as do the others.]

Chris Cortez: Id like to make a toast, too us, the New Generation of LSW! We are currently on our way to California, home of the PPV, where we shall truly shine! This PPV will mark the beginning of the end for the UWA and the beginning of a whole new era, neigh, GENERATION in the LSW! THE NEW GENERATION, THAT IS! So, lets toast, to us, and the New Generation!

[All the other men nod their heads as they clink their glasses together and drink down their wine]

Chris Cortez: Pariah and Penance, I wish you well in your match tomorrow, against Sadslum Suplex in that Alkatraz match. I know you will win and that you don't need this, but I wish you good luck nonetheless. All of us, wish you good luck!

[Chris Cortez nods his glass to Pariah and Penance, who nod back as Chris Cortez turns to Jason Crayz]

Chris Cortez: You as well Jason. You certainly don't need it, but we all wish you good luck in your match against Jayson. Such an up and comer like you, with talent and skill through the roof, that old man, that pathetic old man, is no match for you, or for anyone in the New Generation!

[Chris Cortez nods his glass to Jason Crayz, who nods back as Chris Cortez then turns to Allen Rage]

Chris Cortez: As for you Allen Rage, my new tag team partner, your new tag team partner, tomorrow certainly will be a hard time for the both of us. Not the match, but what surrounds it. I cannot fill the shoes of your friend, former tag team partner and New Generation member, Phoenix Rising. No, I cant. But, I can help you in the match. Help you win, help us both win and help Phoenix Rising win, for he will be in the match, in spirit that is. In fact, lets give a toast to Phoenix Rising!

[Everyone raises their glass]

Everyone: To Phoenix Rising!

[They all drink down their glass as Chris Cortez then looks at his for a moment]

Chris Cortez: We will win, we all will win, there is no doubt about it. That little bitch Ms. Vampiro, she said it didn't matter who Allen Rage's tag team partner was. Well, it matters, it matters BIG time. For no one, especially not some bitchy ass women can stand up to me, the TRUE TALENTED SUPER MEGA STAR, Chris Cortez! Am I right or am I right?

[Everyone nods their heads in agreement as Chris Cortez does so too]

Chris Cortez: As for Wreck, well, there's another bitch right now that's going down. First him, then Deakin. The end of the UWA is coming. They're all finished, they're done, they're over, they're through! We, the New Generation shall rule supreme and we will send the LSW into the future and into a whole new age of prosperity!

[They all nod and cheer as the camera fades out with Chris Cortez, evilly smiling the whole time]