What happens to you, if you let greed take you over, if you let power control., don't know? You Become a Champion!!!!
Well well look at what we have here. I mean I got a shot at the IC title in only my first match. Hell, Maybe I might stay in this fed, they really know how to treat talent when they see it.
Damian Johnson
Huh, I have never here of you. Not surprising seeing as you are one more rookie in this match. But I did see your intro, it wasn’t half bad. But you might want to think about this match instead of a fucking intro. I mean come on, I’m in this match and you think you are going to get far. Man if you have a lesser chance of beating me, then a black guy joining the KKK. I mean look at you, you are nothing, no one has heard of you, no one gives a fuck. You are just in this match for shits and giggle, to entertain the EWO fans, but still lose. There is no chance in hell I ill let some push over rookie beat me in the ring again. Not when there is this much on the line, no way in hell. Kid you might think that I’m going to be the least of your worries in this match, just because of my size, but you are fucking dead wrong. I can come at you high, low, behind, in front, from the side. Hell I I could take anyone out in this match if I wanted to. But I’m not like that. I fight to win not to end careers. But I have ended Careers before and if you fuck with me consider your ended. Because when you get into the ring with me, if you have pissed me off, I can be the fucking Kamikaze son of a bitch that will kill to win. So if you were wise… you would keep your fucking mouth shut because anything you say is going to get thrown back at you.
Smokey
I Have a lot of respect for you… Wait no I don’t, you haven’t shown me anything to make me respect you. You might think you deserve respect but here’s your respect. FUCK YOU!!! Smokey, when it comes down to you, you shouldn’t be in a ring, you really fucking suck, and that’s the only reason you are in this match. You did enough sucking to get into the match with a man like the sensation. But now that you got the match, you better start kissing my fucking ass, hoping that I will take it easy on you. Your nothing but a piece of shit that, like all the Damian is in this match for shits and giggles. You are nothing compared to me and you will always stay there. Nothing is what you are meant to be. Heh, I’m done with this piece of shit… on to the next fucking idiot.
Czecher
Okay, I have heard of a fucking idiot but you take the cake and the metal. I mean Checker…. Czecher… what ever the fuck your name is… I Am the next EWO International Champ, there is no way in hell that I’m going to let a little bitch like you stand in my way. I mean come on Checker, do you really think that you can beat Cody Carson, the SENSATION!!! Hell no. The only person in this fed that Has ever gotten a win over me is Dylan Dunn, and I kicked his ass later on. So I don’t think that you have the fucking balls or the brains for that matter to take me on. Hell, you might have some talent, I don’t know. But it is obvious that you have no fucking brain, or you wouldn’t have signed up for this match, were you come in and will get your ass handed to you and then what happens, you realize that this all could have been avoided, but you had to be brave and sign up… Fucking idiot. Next…..
Darren Damarcus
Now, I don’t give a fuck who or what you are, a legend, a want-a-be or whatever, all I see you as in another opponent, that will get his ass kick over the top rope and down to the padded floor below. All you will see is the mat coming at you quickly and then the sight of the bright lights of the hospital as you lie in the bed. And when you finally open your eyes, and look up… guess who will be there, waiting to choke the life out of you?
It will be me.
For all the shit you said, will say or ever will say about me, it will all come crashing down. When you get into the ring with the Sensation, there is no coming back from the ring. You will be the man that will get his assed kicked hard.
Johnny Legend
You think your something special because of your name… You think you’re a legend. New flash numb nuts, you not. You don’t become a legend until I say you are a legend. There is no way that you can walk out of violence with a fucking win. I mean you might be Johnny Legend, But I am Cody Carson, the sensation, the best mother fucker in fedding today. There will be no Johnny Legend going for the International championship, It will be Cody Carson. The soon to be International champion. You are nothing and a no body. I mean come on so many people use that fucking name it is getting sickening. I mean Every fucking Fed I go into there is always someone with the name Johnny Legend. I mean for fuck sakes, come up with something better then a copy of some washed up fagget. For fuck sake man, You have no brains, I mean hell a better name could have been Dick Fitzwel or something. Bit Johnny Legend is way over used you fucking idiot. You know what, I’m sick of talking about this fucking clown. Fuck you and fuck off.
Scene Title: The sensation
Time: differant times
Location:all over
Status: On Camera
**The cameras open up and you see a man with no shirt on and a pair of black baggy jeans. He kick starts a dirt bike and revs the engine. He turns his hat backward and smiles as it is revealed to be Cody Carson. A couple of Cody’s buddies are standing around near the bottom of a jump, spreading gas all over the track. On the landing ramp there is a ring, just big enough for Cody and the bike to fit through, it is also covered in gas. Cody nods his head at his friend and they toss a match, causing a bright flash and then a flaming track. Cody revs the engine one more time and the takes off on his green and black Honda dirt bike. He speeds up the fire ramp as the flames nip at his exposed skin. As he nails the jumps he comes down, almost making the jump. But he bails, as the bikes front tire smashes into the ground and Cody goes head first into a dirt, causing his body to fold in half. Cody’s friends rush to his side, as he starts to get to his feet.
Friend one: Killer landing dude.
Cody: Yep.
Friend two: You like okay man?
Cody:Lets go and have some more fucking beer and I will telly ou in the morning.
Friend three: Ok man… That sound cool.
Cody: Where is Sarah?
Friend one: Umm… I don’t know dude.
Cody: Thanks Allan.
Allan: No Problem.
** Cody grabs his back and head into the house. He slowly makes his way into the kitchen and opens the fridge, grabbing a beer and popping the top. He chugs it down, without even taking a breath. He grabs another out of the fridge and opens it, setting the empty down. He staggers into the living room, taking a sip out of his freshly opened beer. He sits down and sighs. He flicks on the TV and cracks his neck. You can hear the fucking idiots outside, pulling off dare-devilish tricks but, Cody ignores them. He flicks through the channels and comes to rest on a movie. Cabin fever. Cody smirks at it and then takes a couple more swigs of his beer. He quickly finishes the beer off and lies down, listening to the movie and slowly drifting off to sleep. Cody wakes up several hours later. He shakes his head to restore his vision which is a blur. He sees a woman walk in front of him but he can’t make out who it is. He shakes his head again and stuff starts to come into focus. The woman is Sarah Stryker… Cody’s friend Jimmy Stryker’s sister, Cody Carson and Melory Carson have been broke up for almost a month and Cody has been screwing Sarah. Melory hasn‘t had the chance to send the divorce papers but Cody know they are coming. Sarah looks at him as he grabs the last beer bottle off the table.
Sarah: Long night?
Cody: Hard night.
Sarah: I seen.
Cody: How did I get here?
Sarah: Ryan, Bubba and Allan brought you here.
Cody: Really?
Sarah: Yep. You don’t remember?
Cody: Nope. I was drunk.
Sarah: Wow, I would have never guessed.
Cody: I think I still am.
Sarah: Good.
Cody: Why?
Sarah: Maybe I can talk you into things.
Cody: I’m not that drunk.
Sarah: I see.
Cody: What are we doing today?
Sarah: I’m driving to my brothers and then I’m coming back here.
Cody: What about me?
Sarah: Bubba’s waiting for you down stairs.
Cody:Why? I don’t got any matches or anything. I don’t got to train.
Sarah: You fucking dumb-ass. You have a match for the number one contender ship for the international title.
Cody: Oh that match. Fuck it. I can take those guys out with one hand behind my back. No sweat.
Sarah: Then just sleep.
Cody: Fine with me.
** Cody falls back down on the pillow and Sarah rolls her eyes at him. She then walks over to the door and opens it, heading out. Cody sits up, and walking into a large area of the Stryker mansion. He is in a room with a lot of weights and a boxing ring. Bubba walks up to Cody and smiles.
Bubba: You were pretty fucked up last night huh?
Cody: Still am.
Bubba: Well, we will knock that shit right out of you.
** Cody just smiles and he lies down on a bench-press bench. Bubba puts some weight on the bar and Cody nods his head that its good. Cody lifts the ball off the holders and starts to bench it. Slowly sweat starts to come over Cody’s brow. After about 25 reps Cody puts the bar back on the holders and sits up. He then cracks his neck and stand up. He makes his way over to the ring and leans against the ropes. Bubba whistles and a couple of guys that were in the gym walks up.
Cody: Boxing or wrestling?
Bubba: First boxing then Wrestling.
** Cody nods and jumps the ropes into the ring. He walks over to a far corner and slides in his mouth guard. Slipping on his boxing gloves after taking off his shirt. Bubba walk over and ties the gloves tight and slips the head gear on Cody. Cody turns around bouncing back and forth. Bubba hit’s a near by bell and Cody comes out like an animal against a smaller man. Cody starts with quick jabs knocking the guys head back. Cody then starts on the pour kids body, pounding it relentlessly. The kid ties Cody up, Cody pushes him away and the clocks the kid with a hard right. Then another and another. The final blow, Cody swings with his lefts and the kid ducks, pushing all his weight from one side to the other Cody comes back with a hard and deadly right. The kid falls lifeless to the mat. Cody walks back over to his corner and Bubba unties his glows. Cody takes the head protection off and the mouth guard out. Cody then walk over and helps the kid up. The kid staggers out of the ring and Cody smiles as he gets out. Cody also gets out of the ring. Bubba looks at him.
Bubba: Yo Cody. Where are you going.
Cody:I got some things I got to do.
Bubba: Like what?
Cody: Things!
** Cody leaves the room and bubba shakes his head.
** The scene opens to an obstacle course on the grounds. It begins with a set of tires side-by-side leading to a wall ten feet straight up with nothing to grab hold of. After the ten foot fall a rope four feet from the ground connected by two posts fifty feet from each other stands taught above a pit of gravel. The tight rope leads to squarish pool with triangularish fins floating just at the surface. To end it all off is a ladder that leads to well over a hundred stories with a rip-cord swinging down at a sharp angle to a set of very thin and not very padded looking mats. The cameras pan around and you see 4 people standing at the starting line. One of them is Cody Carson. A gun fires and all four men burst with speed toward the tires. Cody goes through them with easy and so do to others. The third man, trips and falls smacking it off the ground. Cody is the first to it the wall, and show how starts to get up it. As he makes it to the top, he pushes with his airs, losing his balance and falling over head first, he turns quick and some how lands on his feet. Hopping around for a few seconds, he grabs his knee in pain then fights through it. He hooks his legs around the rope and starts to pull himself across it as the others just start over the wall. Cody makes it to the over side and starts toward the pool, the others are gaining quickly on him and he still is having trouble with his knee. Cody sees the very thin line and smiles. He runs way away from it and takes his shoes off, getting a long hard run at hit he slides across the line like Tarzan. Doing this rips his socks, but he doesn’t get to many nicks on his feet. Near the end of the slide, he loses his balance and falls. He quickly grabs the edge and pulls himself out of the water. He lays on the ground, wiping the sweet and water from his face, before staggering to the finish. Where a woman holding his shoes is standing. Cody slips his shoes on and smiles at her. Before turning around and looking at the others, so far, two of them have fallen into the pool and the other is quickly trying to make his way across. He makes it across and runs to the finish where Cody has already made it.
Man: That was hard…
Cody: No it wasn’t, if you think that was hard, try stepping into the rings with the likes of Seth Thomas… Get the fuck out of my way, I got a competition to win.
** Cody walks by the man, hitting shoulder with him as Cody head to the second part of the competition. There is a man standing there, waiting for the winners of the first second and third heat to make there way to him. Cody is the second person there and then the people start to flood in.
Boss man: Ok. This is the second round of the police academy competition. In this round, you must run and grab the yellow flag, doing so will release the dog. You must quickly run and jump over three fences the last one, being one the dog can not jump. Then, you must make your were to sergeants Dick and Balls, where you will receive a vest, which you must put on, and run into the corridor. After going through there you will receive your gun from Balls. Which will set you up for the target range. After hitting all the targets with a gun and a rifle, you will report back here and get set for round three. The order you come back is the order in which you will go for round three.
** He raises the gun in the air and fires, sending the first heat off. Cody Carson is in the first heat now, because he was the second person to show up at round two. He is already tired and he in in last place. The woman that makes it to the flag, yanks it. Cody turn and sees the dog gaining on him. He jumps the first fence with the dog on his ass. Cody jumps the second fence and as the dog jumps, Cody jumps up and boots it in the head, jumping the third fence and looking back at the dog who has just started to get up. Cody smirks and runs toward sergeant Dick. Cody runs by him and dick tosses him a Cody tries to put in to right, but running, it’s a little hard. As he head into the corridor, he sees the three people ahead on him on the ground, they start to get up as a gunshot rings out. Cody had the vest metal on his groin. The shot send Cody to his knees, not become it went through, because of the placement. Cody fights through the pain and staggers to his feet, were the Boss man is laughing at him. Cody gives him the finger and then runs toward balls. He gets his gun and slides in holding his groin. He picks off the targets quick with his hand gun and the quicker with the rifle. Cody gets to his feet and runs as hard as he can to the finish, passing two people and coming in second place. As he Crosses the finish line, Cody punches a wooden sign, breaking it in two.
Cody: Fuck!!!
Woman that won: What wrong wit you?
Cody: You the bitch that won?
Woman: Yeah.
Cody: I will settle for nothing better the first. You fuckign fat bitch, get the fuck out of my way.
Woman: Wow sugar. I was thinking…
Cody: Shut up. You can’t fucking think. You to fucking stupid. They only place you think of is you stomach. Now I said get the fuck out of my way.
** Cody brushes by her and starts toward round three. As he makes it there he hops up a couple of bleacher seats and sits down, looking at the sky. He starts talking to himself, quickly.
Cody: What the fuck am I doing here?
** Cody looks down on his hand and sees the imprint of where his wedding ring was. In his mind he starts to think about that day, when he And Melory got married. But all the sad soapy thoughts were shot out of his head, literally. The sound of gun fire ring out ring beside him. Cody Drew his gun and looked down to see a smaller man standing there, looking up and see Cody looking down.
Small man: Sorry.
There is a hole right beside Cody’s ass and he looks at the hole then at the man. Who with his little frame and funny looking face, made Cody smile for the first time today.
Cody: You almost blow me a new ass hole.
Small Man: How are you?
Cody: I’m ok.
Small Man: Your Cody Carson right?
Cody: Yeah.
Small man: Leo.
Cody: Hi.
Leo: Hi.
Cody: So, you trying out?
Leo: Yeah… Maybe some day we will work together.
Cody: Oh yeah, we’ll work together when I open a cereal shop you fucking lepracon.
Leo: Hey I didn’t call you and names you fuck face, don’t start that.
** All of a sudden there is a voice over on the speakers.
Voice over: Round three will be starting in 60 second…59...58...57..56...55...54...53...52...51...50..49...
** All of a sudden a shot rings out and the speaker blows part. You see Cody Carson holding his gun out and he smiles again.
Cody: Final quiet.
** Cody jumps off the bleachers and walks over to round three. The third and final around. As he approaches. A the boss man walks up to him.
Boss Man: You want to be number 1?
Cody: Hell yeah.
Boss man: Well, you can.
Cody: I thought fat bitch had that?
Boss man: She dropped out.
Cody: Ha, couldn’t handle the pressure.
Boss Man: Nope. She started having heart problems.
Cody: Over weight bitch.
Boss man: I must agree with you.
The two laugh and Cody get ready to be the first in eth competition. As boss man jumps un onto a pedestal.
Boss man: Cody Carson, Peter Ilovecock and Stacey Buckmehard will be the first to compete. Cody go for it. In this round, you must tackle the man out there, and read him his rights. That’s all.
Cody: Can we shoot him?
Boss man: No.
Cody: Damn.
Boss man: Go!!!
** Cody runs through the gate and is on the guy in seconds. Slamming his head into the ground he starts on the rights as he hand cuffs him.
Cody: You Have the right to remain silent… So Shut the Fuck up okay. You have the right to an attorney, if you can not afford an attorney, we will pervade you with the dumbest fucking lawyer on earth. If you get Johnny Cochran I‘ll kill yeah.
** Cody pulls the man to his feet and slams him into a near by wall. And walks out the gate.
Boss man: Cody… I’m sorry but you fail. Can I have your gun?
Cody: It’s out on the field, I dropped it in the tackle.
Boss man: Okay… I’m trusting it’s out there.
Cody: It is.
** Cody turns and starts to walk, lifting his shirt and showing the gun to the cameras. All of a sudden the little dude Leo runs up and tackles Cody. Cody quickly pulls the gun out and it goes off. Cody looks down and everyone is staring at Cody and Leo on the ground. Cody looks down again and sees that the bullet just missed his nuts. Cody breathes a sigh of relief. Leo tries to crack him with the gun butt but Cody turns around and clocks the little man in the face. He rolls to his feet and takes off, jumping onto his blue and black crotch-rocket. And speeding off. The scene fades out again.
** The scene fades in for the third and final time. It is dark out side, but inside the Stryker house, the lights are bright. Cody Carson is sitting on the front step, sipping on a beer. The women we saw earlier… Sarah is sitting with him.
Cody: DO you think I could win this match?
Sarah: Yeah. You have beaten the soon to be world champion Dylan Dunn right?
Cody: Yeah, but that was then.
Sarah: This is now. Cody, you have a hell of a lot more going for you now.
Cody: I know, but still… a big debut like this really gets to you, no matter how many times you do it.
Sarah: If you can win this match, then you got the International title. If you beat these guys, you can sure as hell beat the so call International champ.
Cody: I know that.
Sarah: Then why are you like worried?
Cody: I’m not.
Sarah: Your afraid.
Cody: I am not. What the fuck do you know, you have never been in a match like this have you.
Sarah: No but I can see that you are scared shitless of this match.
Cody: I’m not afraid of the match. I’m not afraid of anything or any one. I can run this fucking fed if I wanted to. So shut the fuck up and lets talk about something else.
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