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[The scene fades in as we found ourselves in familiar surroundings, metal walls to be exact, which surround the camera, in every direction. Amongst the walls the echoes of piano music bounces off of them, as the sound of a foot can be heard tapping, amongst it all. Suddenly a bell rings as the metal wall in front of the camera separates, and the camera steps out, and into a hallway. The hallway, like the elevator, is one we have been in before. The plush white carpet, the white walls with the pink hearted borders, and the pictures of all Chris Cortez's greatest accomplishments. A hand reaches out infront of the camera and knocks on the door, and waits, as it looks over at a new picture on the wall. The label underneath it reads: "Won the 2002 LSW Whammy Award for Wrestler of the Year - 12/30/02". A sigh comes from behind the camera as a hand reaches out in front of it again, and like before, it again knocks on the door. As a few more minutes go by, another sigh is heard from behind the camera. The camera turns to leave, but suddenly, the door opens, as the camera turns back around. There, standing in the doorway, is a tired and groggy looking Syd. He wears his usual business suit, but its all wrinkled and he looks like he hasn't slept in days, or if he has, he looks like he hasn't been awake for weeks]

Syd: Oh, hey, ah, your here for an interview and such, right?

Cameraman: Yeah, is this, ah, is this a bad time?

Syd: Nah, not at all, good actually, finally get things back on track and such. Ah, come on, come in, lemme see If I can rustle Chris out of bed, haven't been lucky for the past 2 days or so...

[Syd heads into the room as the cameraman follows to find the shades and everything down, and the room itself, trashed beyond belief. The cameraman steps over food, cans, confetti, as he follows Syd down the hall.]

Syd: Ah, actually, you better stay here, better not let you be the first thing he sees. Just ah, just wait here, in the kitchen.

[The cameraman nods as he sits down at the kitchen table, and looks around, as suddenly, he hears voices coming from down the hall]

Syd: Hey Chris, Chris man, wake up!

Chris Cortez: Eh..uh..what?

Syd: I think its about time you got up, Torture Rack Tuesday Night is in like, 2 days, c'mon!

Chris Cortez: Arrggg...c'mon...Ive still got a migraine...ehhhh...

Syd: I told you shouldn't have got into that fight with that guy, you might have won the bet, but your really paying for it now

Chris Cortez: Ah, shut up, it was worth it, anything to prove to that big lug, that I am, without a shadow of a doubt, better than anyone, at anything! Either it be drinking, wrestling, you name it! Sides, I don't even remember inviting that guy to my party anywas, who the hell was that guy?

Syd: I dunno, I dont remember much after you busted open the keg and sprayed beer at everyone

Chris Cortez: Yeah, that was pretty funny

[The sound of shades opening is heard]

Chris Cortez: Ah man, what the hell you trying to do, blind me?! Jeesh, what time is it!?

Syd: Ah, its about, 2:00pm

Chris Cortez: 2:00pm? 2 o' clock in the afternoon? Remind me again why you woke me up?

Syd: Well, Torture Rack Tuesday Night is in about 2 days, time for you to get back on track, and back to the normal schedule.

Chris Cortez: Ever the manager you are

Syd: Just doing my job

Chris Cortez: So, what's first? We gunna do some training? Head on over to the gym and work out for a bit?

Syd: Ah, well, something like that...c'mon, I'll make you breakfast...

[Syd and Chris Cortez's voices get louder and louder as if they are getting closer and closer to the camera]

Chris Cortez: By the way, I had the weirdest dream last night.

Syd: Really, what about?

Chris Cortez: It was really weird, I dreamt that Me and Killjoy, we we're buddies, right? We we're the best of buddies, best of friends, flying around in this spaceship, having adventures, and all the while, running from this mob, who's leader was Vertigo. Also, you died in it and Angel was there and she-

[Syd and Chris Cortez turn the corner as Chris Cortez, wearing silky boxers and a silk bathrobe, looks into the camera, surprised at first, then mad.]

Chris Cortez: What the HELL is HE doing here?!

Syd: Well, I said we'd be getting back on track and such, with the normal schedule, and well, there's usually an interviewer in your face asking bout Tuesday night, so, here he is!

[Chris Cortez just looks at Syd, back at the camera, back at Syd, then sits down at the coffee table]

Chris Cortez: Just get me some coffee!

Syd: Right away!

Chris Cortez: And make some breakfast, some bacon and eggs, if you will?

Syd: Aye, Aye!

[Syd hustles around, taking out a pot, filling it with water, and pouring it into the coffee maker. Taking out a can of coffee, dumping it into the filter, and so on and so forth. Chris Cortez just looks at the camera, nothing but hate in his eyes, as he lets out a long sigh]

Chris Cortez: So, Im guessing you want a word or two with me, eh?

Cameraman: Ah, yes sir.

Chris Cortez: Well, fine. I'll give you a word, or two, or hundred. First off, lets start with the last PPV, lets start off with "I Still Know What You Did Last Christmas". You want to know what happened? What happened at that PPV? I'll tell you. The supposed to be big match, the match to end all matches, or at least, the match to end the matches of me and Killjoy, was supposed to happen that night. The match to prove once and for all just who was the best, of the best! Well, what happened? Goldman happened.

He, all jealous and mad that Killjoy was there, and I was champ, he came in, and ruined it all. All that work, all that talking back and forth, all that training, all for nothing! All for nothing but another rematch scheduled at the next PPV, a match, that is right down Killjoy's alley, for it is, a Hell in a Cell match. A match which Im sure he is loving, because as he knows, Its only in that type of match in which he could stand one OUNCE of a chance against me. He knows, everyone knows, that I would have destroyed him in our match at the PPV.

They we're normal matches, the 2 out of 3 falls match, and Killjoy has never, eh-eh-EVER, beaten ME in a normal ruled match. Everyone knows, I know, and Killjoy knows, that I would have won that match, but, thanks to Goldman, that will never be seen. What will be seen, is me, kicking Killjoy's ass, at the next PPV, to retain my title, and to put an end to this feud once and for all! Ive heard what people have been saying, Ive read the comments by a one James "Vertigo" Marshall on the LSW Website, in his little opinion column. Ive heard them all, and you know what? I agree.

Im sick and tired of Killjoy. Im sick and tired of fighting him. Im sick and tired of feuding with him. Hell, im sick and tired of him in general! I say its time to put this all to and end and its time to put it to a final end at the PPV! In our match! The match to finally end it, the match to finally bury the hatchet, and the match to finally prove who is best of the best and who truly deserves to be the LSW champion! That is why, I, Chris Cortez, the current LSW World Heavyweight Champion, will be making a challenge, straight to Killjoy.

Killjoy, you once said, that I am not a real champion, because I don't give out title shots, because I don't put my ass on the line, and because I generally haven't proved myself to be a champion. Well, wither you like it or not, I, AM, champion, and to boot, I am also the 2002 Wrestler of the Year! I plan to continue my reign, as both champion, and as the best damn wrestler in this federation, straight into this new year, and beyond! For this year, much like the last half of last year, will be: THE YEAR OF CHRIS CORTEZ!

The beginning of this year, the YEAR OF CHRIS CORTEZ, will begin at our match at the PPV, as it comes to a finish. For in this match, I will prove that I truly am the champion, that I truly am the best in this federation, by defeating you, and pinning you, and ending this feud of ours, once and for all! I will do this, not, NOT, within the confines of a Hell in a Cell match, no, for I have a BETTER idea for this match. You see, I figure, sense we we're cheated out of our 2 out of 3 falls match, we'll just incorporate it into our current match at the PPV. Thus, making it a 3 STAGES OF HELL match!

1st fall, a regular match, my kind of match, you know, the type of match that you have NEVER, EVER, been able to beat me in! 2nd fall, a hardcore rules match, YOUR type of a match, a match in which anything and everything goes! Then, the 3rd fall, if it calls for it, will be of course, a HELL IN A CELL match! Let me know what you think Killjoy, I eagerly await your response, as does everyone else, Im sure.

[Syd places the coffee in front of Chris Cortez, who takes some sugar and milk from the table, pours it in, then takes a sip and nods in approval to Syd]

Chris Cortez: Now, as for Torture Rack Tuesday Night my opponent...ah, well...who IS my opponent btw?

Syd: Diego

Chris Cortez: Dorango? Who the hell is Dorango?

Syd: You know, he's the little spanish guy who hangs around with Vega, the little spanish ninja, who's in the UWA

Chris Cortez: Ohhhh, right, right, well, no, I wouldn't say Vega is still in the UWA, or is he? I don't know. I can hardly tell what the fuck is going on with the UWA anymore. Who is in. Who is out. If it's still officially around. If it isn't. You know? Man, that group is deader than Killjoy is going to be after our match at the PPV, heh.

[Chris Cortez takes another sip of his coffee]

Chris Cortez: Anywhom, back to the topic at hand, Dorango, Dorango, well, I cant really recall any of his work. Promo or ring. Well, I tell you this, if he's anything like his little spanish butt buddy, than he's going down faster than a ton of bricks getting hit by a wrecking ball. That wrecking ball, would of course be me, the one and only, "One Man Boyband" Chris Cortez! The LSW World Heavyweight Champion and 2002 Wrestler of the Year! There is no way that little gnat will be able to take down such a behemoth such as myself!

Killjoy laughed at me saying I ganged weight, cuz at the weightoff, I went from 185 to 225?! HA! This, this here, this isn't fat! Nah, this, this here, is pure muscle! Look at that, huh?! Look at that! That's a six pack right there! See this body?! This body is chiseled! This body is a powerhouse and its ready to be released on Tuesday against that little insignificant worm, Dorango! First him, then more, and sooner or later Killjoy, it will be you, then, whoever dares try to cross the path of the greatest man who ever lived! That is I, Chris Cortez, the "One Man Boyband", the "Chick Magnet", the "Power House", and above all else, the LSW World Heavyweight Champion and 2002 Wrestler of the Year!

[Chris Cortez egotistically poses for the camera as suddenly, from behind Chris Cortez, from the hallway from his bedroom, comes a beautiful blond woman. She wraps her arms around Chris Cortez, who turns back and smiles, and kisses her]

Woman: You we're great last night, all night, and the day before, and the night before...hmmm...its a wonder I could keep up with you...

[Chris Cortez egotistically smiles]

Chris Cortez: Well, you did get to take turns with some of the other girls, as for me? Honey, I got so much stamina, I could have gone on for week! It's to bad the other girls had to get back to work last week, much like I have to this week, as well.

Woman: Well, I don't know about you, but I sure enjoyed a little, heh, private time together

Chris Cortez: As did I

[Chris Cortez and the Woman go to kiss again but suddenly Syd shows up with a cough as he puts down two plates of Bacon and Eggs. Chris Cortez rolls his eyes as he sits down at the table, the Woman sitting down too, as they begin to eat.]

Chris Cortez: Thanks Syd.

Syd: No problem.

Chris Cortez: ...and to think, Killjoy is still hanging around with that slut Angel...heh...how that's working out, I got no idea...

[The camera starts to fade out as Chris Cortez looks back into it one more time, and winks, as he says his final words of this promo]

Chris Cortez: Morgan Blackthorne, eat your heart out!