Jimmy StrykerRhiannon James

[ Don't you just hate it when you have to start over in a be it in a new wrestling company..or having a new love in your life. It in awy it's all the same... everybody knows you anyway? Where everybody knows your past? Where everybody knows what you can do? Don't you hate when you go from World Heavyweight Champion Contender, the best in the industry, to Zero? Zip? Zilch? Nada? Sucks, eh? Well, unfortunately, that is the travesty that has fallen upon me. The infamous Jimmy Stryker, is being forced to start from scratch; start at the bottom. Why? Yes, that is the question. What lies ahead in my life? Is it fair Rick Young gets the hottest piece of ass in AWA and I have to start from scratch? On top of it..now since my unglorious fall from main event status...Is it fair since my lost to Cody Carson that I have to be at the bottom of the barrel? I surely hope not because there will be an uprising. Hell will fall upon AWA and simply due to the fact that they do not recognize talent. You see, there are many great stars present in AWA as of right now... But one shines above the rest. But, who? Who in the fuck do you think? Me you curtain jerkers, you idiots. ]

[ The scene opens to the home of Jimmy Stryker. What is he doing? PACKING YOU NITWITS! He is getting ready to venture out into the world for his next match at AWA's Xtreme Warefare against Salem Caprione & Cyprus Lolita. In the room is Jimmy's assistant, Kasey. Jimmy finally shoves his things into a suitcase and then takes a seat on the bed. Kasey having been drinking and taken god knows what else hops up and down and then leaps on the bed as well. Jimmy glances over at his assistant and then punches him in the face. Kasey flies off the bed and onto the floor and begins rolling around in pain. Jimmy stands and kicks his cousin and then grbas his suitcase. He lifts it up, effortlessly, and carries it out of the room. The camera cuts into the other room to see Jimmy walking down the stairs. Near the door you can see the lovely Rhiannon James. What's she doing? Nothing, really, so shutup and let me finish. Jimmy walks down the stairs and reaches the marble floor below. He smirks and walks over to Rhiannon, kissing her on the cheek. Jimmy opens the door and the two are about to step out when... ]

Kasey: "Hey wait for me-- WhooOOOoOOOoooOOOoooOOoaH!!!"

[ The camera pans to the top of the stairs to see Kasey stumble and fall down. He rolls down the stairs, nailing his face on the floor. Kasey lifts his head up slightly. You can see a tear rolling down his cheek. Kasey begins to crawl towards the door as Jimmy just shakes his head. Jimmy and Rhiannon step out of the house and stand in the doorway for a moment. Kasey finally crawls to the door and is halfway through then.... BAM!!! Jimmy slams the door against Kasey's midsection/side area. Kasey yelps in pain and lies motionless, seemingly dead. Jimmy and Rhiannon both laugh. Jimmy pulls Kasey out of the doorway and onto the front steps of the house. He closes the door and then locks it. From there, he lifts Kasey to his feet and puts him over his shoulders. He carries his assistant to the car and pops the trunk with his electronic key. He throws his suitcase into the trunk and then throws Kasey in as well. He pushes the trunk down and then walks over to the front of his car. He opens the passenger side door for Rhiannon. She giggles and then steps in. Jimmy closes the door behind her and then walks to the driver's side. He opens the door, climbs in, closes the door, and starts the car. Jimmy immediately turns on his Slipknot - Iowa CD and puts it on the song, "Disasterpiece". He looks at Rhiannon and chuckles. He puts the car in drive and begins to take off. ]

Jimmy Stryker: "Are you ready for Xtreme Warefare?"

Rhiannon James: "Hah, was that a serious question? I'm always ready."

Jimmy Stryker: "Good point. And, although I talk about my match being an insult to my ability... You maybe shoulder consider wrestling yourself. I'm sure you could kick Skylar Blacks ass and be the Fem-X Champion before you know it babe."

Rhiannon James: "No doubt about that."

Jimmy Stryker: "You know, I'm getting kind of skeptical about this whole AWA thing."

Rhiannon James: "Ehh? Why's that?"

Jimmy Stryker: "Well, let's analyze the situation here. First off, they have people like Mike Young, Rick Young, and Skylar Black winning titles. People who should be shot for their lack of in ring skills. And then AWA has people like The Box and The Marcos. The Box? I mean COME ON. it should be hung, or squashed...literally. Someone should just flatted it for good. Now wouldn't that be funny? The Box is an absolute moron. Not to mention I haven't even seen a promo from it. The Box should be praying to me... Believing in yours truly... But, I think I need to inform you of something. I do not... I repeat.. DO NOT... Want a reject such as yourself praying to me. If you continue to do so, I will have lightning strike down upon you. Got it? But enough talking about idiots that don't deserve to breathe but have them.... Let's get to the stars that deserve gold but don't have any here in AWA. Three names quickly come to mind when you think of that. Jimmy Stryker, Rhiannon James, And Simon Sensation. Titles just do not seem complete unless we are holding them. But, of course, AWA will never allow that... They don't seem to take too kindly to the absolute SUPERSTARS. It seems as if we are the outcasts here in AWA. Well, as far as I'm concerned, I have been an outcast before. I have proved everyone wrong. I have achieved greatness... Numerous times... What's to stop me from doing so in AWA? Nothing. You see, AWA may not recognize our talents just yet... But when we start to win match after match after match after match after match... They'll get it. We are The Deviants. We can't be stopped."

[ Jimmy smirks. ]

Jimmy Stryker: "You know, I wasn't even going to show up for Xtreme Warfare. I figured... Why waste my talent on useless fools? But then I thought.. Hey, a win's a win, right? Indeed it is. As of right now... In this point in my career, I'll take a win any way I can get it. I, more than likely, will be fighting in matches with no names for quite some time, so why not improve my record? There is no reason not to. Some people may say that Cyprus is a competitor; that she is good. I say different. I say that Cyprus is nothing but a hapless loser that stands no chance against an athlete like myself. You know she did date Carson...so you can't account for her taste. I may be the little man in this match but I pack quite a punch. You see, Cyprus, I have to come to the AWA for one reason. To gain the AWA World Heavyweight Title. Honestly, do you think that YOU will be able to stop me? Oh I forgot you and your great one title shot..big deal..I'll get mine before you do again..count it..?

[ The camera looks out the front windsheild of the car to see them nearing a Chic-fil-a. Jimmy looks over at Rhiannon. ]

Jimmy Stryker: "Hungry?"

Rhiannon James: "Ehhh no, not really."

[ Jimmy shrugs. ]

Jimmy Stryker: "Well... I am."

[ Rhiannon laughs a little as Jimmy pulls into the Chic-Fil-A parking lot. He drives into the drive through and orders at the speaker. He pulls through to the first window and pays the woman. She gives him his change back and leaves view to get the food. She finally returns and is about to hand him his food when you can hear banging and screaming inside the trunk. ]

Rhiannon James: "Shit."

[ The woman gets a confused look on her face. ]

Woman: "What... Was that?"

[ An innocent look graces Jimmy's face. ]

Jimmy Stryker:"Uh, what was what?"

Woman: "The noise coming from your trunk..."

Rhiannon James: "Listen, BITCH, it was nothing!"

Woman: "I'm calling the police!"

[ The woman grabs the phone and picks it up and dials '911'. ]

Jimmy Stryker:"Fuck."

[ Jimmy floors the car out of the drive through as you can hear.....]

Kasey: "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"

[ Scene fades. ]