Empire Pro Aggression

[The scene opened up inside of a makeshift office. EPW World Heavyweight Champion, reigning King of the Cage, and "Blue-Eyed Badass" SEAN STEVENS sat at his desk, looking straightforward, exuding an aura of annoyance. In front of him were a stack of important looking papers, to his right, on a mantle, was the EPW World Heavyweight Championship shining as bright as it’s ever shined. Occasionally, the champ would glance at his title belt, as he continued to ruffle through the papers.]

[SFX: Loud chorus of boos.]

STEVENS: There are things that happen in life that can be summed up as injustices and then there are those events that go down in history that are just … wrong. For some, the day that George W. Bush ran roughshod over Al Gore and took the Presidency of the United States was one of those days … for Dan Ryan, it was probably the day that ***** – I mean, Beast – helped Irishred take over this company for six months, and for A1E? …it’s gotta be right about now that Dan Ryan owns the place.

But, I’ve got an even bigger injustice, a farce, and a travesty that took place a couple of months ago that will most certainly go down in America’s history books as the greatest robbery known to man…

… November 28th, 2007.

[The scene cuts to clip of Triple X nailing Ice Tre with his patented finisher, the X-Factor.

CUT TO: Another clip of Stevens, sitting on a chair, leaning in on a fallen Ice Tre, as he struggles to get on his feet.

CUT TO: Ice Tre attempting to climb out of a steel cage, as the champion tries to pull him back inside, hanging onto the faux gold ropes around Tre’s neck, as they eventually pop, and Ice tumbles to the floor.

CUT TO: Referee Emilio Gomez handing Ice Tre Triple X’s King of the Cage crown, while raising his hand in victory.]

STEVENS: On November 28th, 2007 something was stolen from me that I intend to get back. Originally, I was going to beat Ice Tre into submission each and every week until he handed me my crown. But, I wouldn’t want to break one of my championship nails doing unnecessary dirty work. Then, I decided I should go the legal route, and sue Cassidy Stewart’s bullsh_t agency, but then two things occured to me. One, I’d burn more money in legal fees than I’d actually be able to win from that dump. And, two … a lawsuit wouldn’t guarantee that Tre would give me my crown back because he’s too stupid to understand what a lawsuit actually means. So, I decided to go with option three … I’m going to deal with Tre in a language and manner that he understands perfectly clear. I'm going the "street" route…

… I’m putting a hit out on him.

[Stevens pulls a briefcase onto the table and opens it. Inside is stacks and stacks of one hundred dollar bills.]

STEVENS: I have one hundred thousand dollars for the man OR woman that can get me back my King of the Cage crown, and an extra fifty thousand if Tre’s head is still attached to it.

[Stevens aggressively stood up from his seat, shutting the briefcase, and clutching it dearly, as the camera panned backward for a full body shot.

He was dressed in full business attire. A dark blue, pin-striped suit, canary yellow shirt, with a matching canary yellow tie with light and dark blue diamond designs.

He had on business attire because he had serious business that needed to be dealt with. And, by any means ... on this night, it would get handled.]

[CUE UP: "Imperial March" - Rage Against the Machine. A video montage plays, featuring smoke-wreathed images of various wrestlers, some of them leaving blurred trails as they move.
CUT TO: Beast nailing the Absolution on Adam Benjamin.
CUT TO: Shawn Hart coming off the ropes with a Quebrada.
CUT TO: Felix Red standing victorious in the ring.
CUT TO: JA delivering the Karelin Driver to Ron Artest
CUT TO: Adam Benjamin delivering a Shining Wizard to Karl Brown.
CUT TO: Joey Melton, mugging for the crowd.
CUT TO: Lindsay Troy dropkicking Beast.
CUT TO: Ice Tre flailing away as he falls from a cage.
CUT TO: JA and Kin Hiroshi locking up in the middle of the ring.
CUT TO: Rocko Daymon, mugging with Caitlyn.
CUT TO: “Triple X” Sean Stevens on the second turnbuckle staring out into the crowd with the World Title raised overhead.
CUT TO: Dan Ryan sitting sedately in a chair, staring into the camera.
CUT TO: With a clash of metal, a logo slams across the screen, its edges flickering.]

DT: Hello everybody and welcome to the last show before Black Dawn 2008….Aggression 35!! I’m Dave Thomas and with me as always are Dean Matthews and one Mr. Mike Neely.

MN: Respect.

DT: What a show we have tonight with some matches having major major implications on Black Dawn and the ongoing soap opera between Dan Ryan and the folks from A1E….

MN: Not the folks from A1E, Thomas – just Beast and Irishred.

DM: And JA and SB and Troy Douglas….

DT: Indeed. And in the main event we’ll finally be getting some resolution to the question of who will challenge Sean Stevens for the World Title at Black Dawn as JA, Rocko Daymon and Kin Hiroshi face off in yet another epic three way dance.

DM: It’s all been building up to this, Dave. These guys have been through hell and back with each other and tonight we find out once and for all who gets the opportunity to take home the gold at Black Dawn.

["Did my time" by Korn blares over the PA and the crowd erupts in a chorus of boos as Stalker steps out from behind the curtains. Mic in hand he makes his way towards the ring with a determined look on his face.]

MN: Oh great….what the hell does this mental patient want?

[Stalker slides into the ring and tells them in the back to cut the music. Staring at the crowd as they boo him generously he grins and lets it pour on him like rain.]

Stalker: You know....

[The boos become even louder, practically drowning out his first two words, Stalker not one bit phased just continues to grin.]

Stalker: YOU KNOW, being banned from that match tonight just isn't right. Ryan knows it, I know it, hell even you fans know it.

[Booing continues even some debris is thrown in the ring, still, it doesn't phase him one bit.]

Stalker: All of this effort, everything i've put into what i've done these past few shows is coming to a head TONIGHT! AND I CANT EVEN PARTICIPATE! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT BULL****!

MN: Is there really a need for him to yell like that?

[Stalker hears Mike's comment and gives him an icy stare.]

DT: [Under his breath] Shut up, Mike.

Stalker: You got a problem there, Neely?

[Neely shakes his head no.]

Stalker: That's what I thought. Anyways, fact is "I" should be involved in that match tonight, no, not by interfering. I should be a participant! I deserve it. All the work i've put into deciding who the Number one contendor for Sean's title should be, there is no way I should be held out in the ninth inning!

[More boos erupt from the crowd.]

Stalker: In fact, I DARE ANYONE! Someone please, PLEASE have the balls to come out here and TELL ME IM [Beep]ing wrong!!

[Stalker stares down at the curtains for what seems like an eternity and no one shows, not even Dan Ryan himself.]

Stalker: See that's what I thought punk ass.....

[Lights out, son. Who that is? Spotlight hits the entrance. You know who that
is. And he has a micophone.]

ICE TRE: SAY WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT???

[The crowd EXPLODES]

DT: Ice Tre is in the building and he is ... confronting the certifiable MANIAC, Stalker?

MN: That makes TRE a maniac!

[Camera cuts to Stalker, in the ring, fists balled. He fumes, pacing in the ring as the fans bathe Tre in adulation.]

ICE TRE: Listen to you, yo! You straight off the chain! Out yo' damn MIND! You know what you doin'? You WHININ' LIKE A GOT'DAYUM B_TCH!

[Big pop as the camera zooms in on Stalker's wild eyes, half-obscured by the hair in his eyes. Tre wears the [stolen] King of the Cage crown atop his head like a badge of honor. His greatest prize.]

ICE TRE: You think you're the ONLY man in EPW that feels like he been overlooked? You the only one been passed over for TITLE SHOTS and WHATNOT? You the SOLE INDIVIDUAL that hasn't GOT the RESPECK you DESERVE? Guess what, TALKER ... you AIN'T the ONLY ONE. You cryin' 'cause you LEFT OUT of the #1 Contenders match here tonight with J A, Kin HIROSHI, and Rocko DAYMON? I'mma keep it real wit'chu; I don't know what those three PUNKS are SQUABBLIN' over! You're LOOKIN' at the TRU NUMBA ONE CONTENDA! The TRU K'ANG of the STREETZ! The TRU K'ANG of the CAGE! Ice Maw'fuggin' TRE. Act like ya KNOW!

[Tre begins to make his way to the ring to a THUNDEROUS chorus of cheerz.]

ICE TRE: You wanna be in the MIX, homie? You wanna be the REAL Numba One Contenda?

[He skips up the ring steps and through the ropes -- surprisingly without tripping through them.]

ICE TRE: To get there ... you gotta go through ME!

[Oh gosh. A staredown! Stalker looks down slightly to Tre, intensity pouring from BOTH of them. The crowd eats it up, naturally.]

MN: Oh ... boy.

ICE TRE: And if you feel like STEPPIN' to ME? We gon' STEP ... at BLACK DAWN.

[Another sizzling round of approval by the fans in attendance. Stalker just smirks at Tre, almost amused; unsure if there was ANYTHING about Tre to be taken seriously.]

ICE TRE: And I know you like doin' things YOUR way. Stalker's Rules. Well, Homie Don't Play That. We gon' do things MY way. On MY TERMS. CAGE MATCH.

DT: Oh my GOD! Is Ice Tre for REAL!?! He's challenging one of the most dangerous, hard-hitting, VIOLENT wrestlers not just in EPW, but in ANY promotion to one of the most dangerous ... hard-hitting ... VIOLENT matches in HISTORY?

ICE TRE: What'chu say, PUNK?

Stalker: Is this a joke?

[The crowd's cheering is almost deafening.]

Stalker: Did you just challenge me to a Cage match at Black Dawn?

[Ice gets ready to answer but Stalker throws his hand up.]

Stalker: Shut your bling bling, Tre. I don't know what the hell you’re thinking, but....

[A grin appears over his face.]

Stalker: I LIKE IT! You think you can merely step into my WORLD and leave it how you see fit, that ain't happening.... homie. You know it's punks like you that give Rocko Daymon a bad name and hell he already has a bad name. This isn't your world Tre. It's MINE! AND AT BLACK DAWN when you step into that cage with me and I destroy every OUNCE of your body THEN you will realize just how serious my world can be, *****. One last thing though... that crown you wear. IT's going to be on the line! That way, when I win I can give it back to it's rightful owner.

[Ice Tre gets ready to accept it but Stalker NAILS him with a quick kick to the gut that causes the crown to going rolling around the ring. Stalker hooks Tre and EVENFLOWS him straight to the mat. Ice Tre is laid out and Stalker kicks him over.]

Stalker: That was an early taste of my world. HOLLA!

[Slamming the mic down Stalker picks up the crown and lays it on Tre's helpless body, he then spits on him and exits the ring to a chorus of boos and thrown debris.]