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1:Dylan Dunn
2:Lawrence Jarvis
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What happens to you, if you let greed take you over, if you let power control., don't know? You Become a Champion!!!!
Matt Flash. The idiot that likes to run his mouth in the back hasn`t even said a word to me. What's wrong? Not such a big man when you're actually put face-to-face with someone, eh? But I'll get to you in a minute, I have a few other things to say..
Dylan Dunn.
The man that ran at the sight of me last week. You didn't have to run, Dunn. You could have stood and fought me right there. We didn't have to be in the little glass house. But oh no, lets run out of the arena like a fucking pussy. You know what Dunn? It makes me feel pretty good knowing that you fear me. Your day will come.
It's a bird! It's a plane! Never mind, its just Matt Flash.
The one that is suppose to end my winning steak. Flash, I'm the International champion for a reason. I have the longest winning streak in EWO history. I am one of the top dogs in the fed. I beat the World champion in my debut match. I have made a name for myself in a very short time. I am Cody Carson, The Sensation.
Let's change the subject, shall we?
It seems as though Jarvis still can't get over the fact that I beat him. He hates the fact that I pushed him down to the lowly Primetime championship. The only thing on his mind is regaining the International title. Reality check, "Franchise", it’s not going to happen. He’s pissy because I was the first person to put a blemish on his record. How about I add another one? You want it that bad, Jarvis?. Bring your ass out of the shadows and step up. I love putting people back in their place.
A little off topic...
Well little Flash, your day is creeping up very fast. You haven’t even opened your filthy mouth yet. Even if you plan to, I would shut it for you. You're a punk, just like every other undeserving rookie in the back. You think because you won one match that it makes you a worthy to face me? News flash, asshole, you're a nobody. You will never be anything so long as I'm here. But hey, there's no shame in losing to a true champion. When you get beaten by someone the likes of Dylan Dunn, then you’re in trouble.
Did I say that?
In conclusion Matt, after this match I suggest you go home and work your ass off. Then when you think you're good enough, come back and I'll knock you down again. And again. Until you finally realize the IN title isn't going anywhere.
Scene Title: Hockey
Time: 5:00pm
Location:Carson Home
Status: On Camera
**The scene opens up in the drive way of Cody Carson’s home. He is finally back in Vancouver, seeing as Seth and Jalie Thomas kicked his ass out for the week he decided to come home. You See three Guys standing in a row, all holding Hockey sticks. Cody lowers the garage door and pulls out an old hockey net. He lays down on the ground and one of the men sighs. He walks over and starts pulling on the straps, tightening them for Cody. Cody pushes himself to his feet and slips a chest pad on over his t-shirt, sliding a dragon hoodie over that. He then grabs the trapper, blocker, stick and Mask. He slips the mask on as a car pulls up and a man steps out. He opens the back door of his car and pulls out a hockey stick and several orange hockey balls.
Cody: Kyle, got enough ball there?
Kyle: Got enough padding?
Cody: No.
Man that helped with pads: Yo Cody man, we playing two on two?
Cody: Yeah Tristan, You and Marty vs. Kyle and RJ.
RJ: Hit the road as center and then bring it back and shoot on your ass?
Cody: Or a free for all, No halves, nothing, just shoot, shoot and shoot.
RJ: Nah. We want to get more then one game out of you.
Marty: First to five?
Cody: Sure, but that might take awhile.
** Cody Smiles behind the mask and Marty slaps a hockey ball that Tristan had dropped at Cody, the shots rings the top corner and hit’s the garage. Marty raise his eyebrows and starts a little dance. Cody shoots the puck out to Tristan.
Cody: Lucky shot Marty.
** Tristan comes in, deking hard and fats, Cody moves from side to side and tristan flips a quick wrist shot at him, Cody catches it in the trapper and tosses it out to RJ, who one times the rolling ball. Cody Shoots his pad out and just tips it wide. He flips it to Kyle and he pulls a couple of spin moves, shooting the puck between his legs and then flipping it over Carson’s head and into the top of the net.
Cody: Smart ass,
Kyle: You warmed up yet?
Cody: I was born ready boys.
Marty: NHL guys.
** Marty lines up parallel with the ball as does Kyle. Tristin stays to the left of Marty and RJ stays behind Kyle. Kyle and Marty hit sticks three times and fight for the balls. Marty gets it and sends it out to Tristan. Tristan brings it in fast, just passing RJ and coming in on a breakaway on Carson. He deks twice and flips the ball over Cody’s pad, but Cody knocks the ball out with his stick, right to the stick of Marty. Marty wrists it but Cody spins and catches it with his trapper. The tosses it high and onto the road. RJ stops it, ties up and slaps it, it flies over the neck and leaves a good size dint in the garage. Cody smiles and takes the ball off the top of the net, tossing it to Marty seeing as he has to go to the road. Marty flips it over to Tristan, But Kyle intercepts it and fakes Carson out, flipping it over him and into the net for the first goal.
Kyle: That’s one.
Cody: Yeah, yeah shut up. You won’t be doing it again.
** Cody tosses the ball out to Marty seeing as they didn‘t score. They start off with it. Marty brings it in, but Kyle pokes it away to RJ. RJ quickly wines up and fakes a slap, flipping it up to Kyle who once again beats Carson, blocker side.
Kyle: That’s two.
Cody: Stop shooting blocker side and you won’t be scoring.
** Kyle just smiles and Tristan takes the ball out of Carson’s trapper. He walks back to the side walk and drops it, Passing it quickly to Marty, Cody turns his body to face Marty, But Marty sends the pass back to Tristan. Cody slide across, but Tristan passes it to Marty, who shoots it in.
Cody: Damn it!
Marty: Don’t sweet it Cody, no Goalie can stand up against me.
Cody: You have your head further up your ass then anyone I have ever met.
** Cody smiles and tosses the ball out to RJ. He tees it up again and lets on hell of a slap shot go, Cody catches it in the chest and drops to his knees, looking down at the ball.
Cody: Ha.
RJ: Shut up.
** Cody drops the ball to Tristan. Tristan walks out with it, deking around RJ and getting to the road. Tristan turns and flips it high, its bounces in front of Cody and Marty flips it just over the trapper. Cody stands up and looks frustrated. Just then a moving van pulls into the house next door. Cody looks over and raises the goalie mask. As RJ takes the ball out of the net. A woman wearing a pink mini skirt and a matching halter top steps out of a black SUV. She flips her purse over her shoulder and looks over at the guys, lowering her sunglasses. All of a sudden the crack of a stick is heard and Cody drops like a rock. The woman smiles and everyone looks at Cody who is on the ground in a lot of pain, holding his groin. The scene fades and Cody’s friends rush over to him and the woman next door walks off into the house.
Through the pain, brakes bumps and hard fot battles... There is... Nothing, No one is proud, no one is happy, no one knows the hart and soul it took to get here. To them, it's just a game, But to ME! It's LIFE!
