[.:. "An Epic of Time Wasted" by Avenged Sevenfold hits and the team of Ricky Storm and Dragonfly make their way down to the rings to the loudest boos heard in SWW. They strut down to the ring, taunting the fans as they go. Both men slide under the bottom rope. Dragonfly jumps up to the second turnbuckle to only boos, whilst Ricky goes straight to SWW announcer Dita Scarling and snatches away her microphone. Dragonfly hops down from the second turnbuckle as Ricky is about to speak, but the boos prevent him from doing so. Ricky waits for a while before deciding another option. .:.] Ricky Storm: "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" [.:. This only causes a momentry silence from the fans before they once again start to boo Ricky Storm as much as possible .:.] Ricky Storm: "I don't care if you boo, cause you know. I'm going to talk anyway. I'll talk until the show is over if i want to. Hell, i've talk for the most part of the SWW shows anyway, why not make this a special SWW Ricky Storm show?" [.:. More boos come from the packed SWW Crowd .:.] Ricky Storm: "We don't care for your primitive booing, please, save your breathes. Infact, i'd rather see you all use them up and die. I don't need all you fans. You don't make this wrestling business what it is, we do. People like Ricky Storm and Dragonfly who have such incredible god given talent, that way may as well be gods ourselves. We make the wrestling industry what it is today. Not you, us, the wrestlers. What do the fans do? They pay their money and sit and watch on their lazy asses. We bust our asses off so we have every right not to care what you think. In fact, if it was up to me, none of you would be here.. this is wrestling, its not a show, it is a sport." [.:. Once again the fans boo and jeer for Ricky as much as possible .:.] Ricky Storm: "Hey! They call me the Anti Fan for a reason? What the hell did you expect?" [.:. Ricky Storm hands over his microphone to his team mate Dragonfly, who recieves boos from the crowd before he even starts talking .:.] Dragonfly: "As you all know, ShockWave Wrestling is back, and better than ever. I mean, just look at that new logo, thats a thousand times better than the other one, who made the other one? Pingu The Great? Man, old SWW sucked, i was suprised Ricky was wrestling here at the time, it was such a stiggy place to be. I mean, i've been in RPW and WuW and they were great promotions were they treated you like rockstars, and Ricky Storm tells me about this place, and get this.. they didn't buy me my plane ticket from Manchester! Now come on! That is just damn cheap. So obviously, as SWW came back, we needed to come back because, as you all know we, The Nephilim still hold the SWW Tag Team Championship belts, which makes us the longest champions in SWWs short history, as well as being the most handsome. Anyway, we only came back to win all the titles, but i was suprised. Dizzy Valentine actually knows what he is doing, he flew me in from Manchester, and Ricky Storm in from Los Angeles where he was doing a show just to be here. Now he either has money to burn, or he is a true business man. I am hoping for the latter. Now Dizzy Valentine impressed us once more when he booked the show, Live Like A Suicide, when me and Ricky saw the final card, we laughed. We laughed and we laughed. Why? 'Cause its so fuckin' easy for us, thats why! I mean, who in the hell is Yakata Dragon? I search, and i search, i find nothing. As far as i am concerned, Dizzy Valentine just hired him for a laugh and to get a nice jobber. So when do i get my Junior Heavyweight Championship, damnit Dizzy? I'm expecting it soon, theres only so much jobber fodder i can get through before i start to get bored! Now Yakata, if you actually thing you can go into this match expecting a huge victory or something you are saddly mistaken. Dragonfly never slips up, as far as i am concerened i've never lost. I don't rememeber loosing, so i may as well have never lost, i mean, how can something have happened to you if you don't remember it? You can't proove it has. Yakata, you having you can do to save yourself, you may as well just walk into the ring, lie down on the mat and get pinned, one, two, and three. It saves both me and yourself the energy and time that we could use much more effectively. I will go on and no doubt become SWW Junior Heavyweight Champion, and put a much better legacy on the belt than that lil to quote my friend, Ricky Storm, 'fucktard' Trap Martin ever could have. Dragonfly isn't a random rookie trainned by Krame, Dragonfly is the future of the industry, Yakata Dragon, you are not. That is why you won't win, and why i will eventually win every title worth winning here in SWW, and all of wrestling." [.:. Dragonfly hands back the microphone to Ricky Storm and goes over to the corner of the ring and leans on the turnbuckle with an smug look on his face as he watches Ricky do what he does best, talk complete trash in front of the SWW fans .:.] Ricky Storm: "Now, as anyone here with a memory here will remember, and thats not many of you, The Nephilim are here to win every title they possibly can! First, we come here to ShockWave Wrestling, and as you can already see between us, we have already captured the SWW Tag Team Championship Titles after only being a tag team for once match previous. You all know what happened the match before, we got Krame fired, forced that other bitch to leave, and got Trap Martins neck broke. Then we defeated Murder Pie the next week. We had already erased all our rivals here in SWW! If that isn't enough to proove how much better we are than the rest of the SWW roster, then i'm not sure what is! Maverick. Maverick. Maverick... no doubt you were quite impressive the thing is though, have you kept up the good form? I mean, you may have ended SWW on a nice little winning streak, but you didn't leave a champion like Ricky Storm did. Although now, now Dizzy Valentine was kind enough to give you a huge push into the big leagues by getting you a match against Ricky fuckin' Storm. It is your big chance, you could beat Ricky Storm at Live Like A Suicide, and no doubt you'd be over with the fans a hero in the locker rooms and perhaps become Trap Martins best friend, but i don't think you can handle the pressure. The pressure of being under the spotlight of the wrestling world, all of Projeckt Xero will be watching you, cheering you on to defeat the legend that is Ricky Storm. You won't be able to cope with it, and that is where you will hit your downfall! Maverick, you're the only thing that is in the way of The Nephilim and gold, and that is not where you want to be. We're like the pirates of pro wrestling. We'll take all the gold, and will get through anybody who stands in our away. We are the Nephilim!" [.:. Ricky drops the microphone as once again "An Epic of Time Wasted" hits and the fans boo again as Ricky Storm & Dragonfly make their way back up the ramp and to the locker rooms .:.] [.:. Ricky and Dragonfly are seen in a coffee house to in New Jersy, not to far from the Rex Plex, opposite them if a man in a smart suit with a brief case put on the table that seperates them .:.] Man in suit: "Now, i know that you already have an agent representing you, but he is not like us. We know about Frankie Keane and his alcoholic backgrounds, and that now he books both of you guys along with quite a large number of talent. Although, we don't think he is treating you right! We will pay you guys $1,000,000 if you switch your agent from Frankie Keane to Levangie Agency. What do you say?" [.:. Ricky goes into a deep thought, thinking over the possibilties. After all, it was Frankie Keane that got him his break in the wrestling industry, setting him up with WWR, HcW and SWW. Dragonfly on the other hand, only heards the figure, and looks quite eager .:.] Dragonfly: "One million? Between us?" Man in suit: "Yep" [.:. Dragonfly starts to snigger, Ricky looks at him with a confused look .:.] Dragonfly: "Thats like $500,000. Nathan Sampson or Kadaj could win double that at Live Like A Suicide just for climbing up a ladder. Man, this is big business, we will be needing at least $1,500,000 each! I mean come on, i need a nice new house, and err... Ricky needs some new face paint or something, he gets through it quickly" [.:. Ricky nods his head in agreement to Dragonflys last statement .:.] Ricky Storm: "It's expensive stuff" [.:. The man in the suit looks pretty suprised that Dragonfly asked for so much money on such a small thing and was pretty convinced that the half a million between them would ne pay off enough. Still, he was given the job to recruit them, so he thought he would have to do it .:.] Man in suit: "Alright. Lets say we can give you $1,500,000 each. When you sign up to Levangie Agency, we will scout almost every wrestling promotion in numerous countrys around the world looking for a place we think you can make the most money and try our best to get your name exposed as the true champions in the wrestling industry." Ricky Storm: "Frankie was doing the same for us, how do..." [.:. Dragonfly rudely interupts Ricky Storm, due to the fact he knew Frankie Keane for a much shorter amount of time to Ricky Storm, he just didn't care as much .:.] Dragonfly: "Even Japan?" Man in suit: "Yes, especially Japan" [.:. Dragonflys eyes light up, as he had always dreamed of being someone like the Dynamite Kid who become almost an idol for the Japanese wrestling scene .:.] Dragonfly: "Mexico too?" Man in suit: "Err, yes, and Mexico" Dragonfly: "Peurto Rico? Thailand? Germany? Russia?" Man in suit: "Sure, why not. Listen. We need some great atheletes like The Nephilim for us to represent, we see a huge amount of talent in you guys. We also want to help make you better." [.:. Rickys ego didn't not accept this. As far as Ricky Storm was concerned the only thing better than The Nephilim was The Nephilim with two Ricky Storms .:.] Ricky Storm: "How the hell can you make The Nephilim better?" Man in suit: "We feel that you need more people in The Nephilim, you're hardly a fsction with two members!" Ricky Storm: "We used to have 3 when Izzy Ramirez was in the group, what ever happened to that kid?" [.:. Dragonfly shrugs his shoulders, not really caring about what happened to Izzy Ramirez .:.] Man in suit: "You need a woman, to attract to a wider audience of females too." [.:. It was time for Dragonflys ego to refuse this statement .:.] Dragonfly: "What in the fuck are you talking about? We are already over with the woman just for my damn good looks alone! What kind of a fuckin' piece of advice was that? If we feel there is a woman who is fit enough, in every way, to join the Nephilim then we will fuckin' recruit her!" Ricky Storm: "What do you mean by fit in every way? This more of your silly english slang, Dragonfly?" Dragonfly: "I can't help being english, in fact, i like being english ya canadian bastard!" Ricky Storm: "Alright, Mr, who gives a crap what your name is. We're going to have to think this over. No doubt if you cough up the money, you'll easily get Dragonfly to join you. Me, i have a little loyality, so unless something bad happens i can't see myself going to any other agent but Frankie. Right. Sorted. Get the fuck outta here!" Man in suit: "Errr ok... i'll just leave the calling card..." [.:. The man drops the calling card more in the direction of Dragonfly than Ricky Storm before packing up his suitcase and leaving the coffee place as quickly as possible. Ricky then sat more comfotabley and smiled to himself, feeling much better than he didn't take up the offer, although Dragonfly seemed to be showing great intrest in the calling card and as soon Ricky took his eye off it snatched it up and put it in his pocket .:.]