(A drum beat echoes in the darkness, an unfamiliar but driving beat from a dark screen. Suddenly, faces emerge – a collage of faces all over the screen one by one highlighted as the downbeat hits…
“Triple X” Sean Stevens…
Mr. Entertainment…
JA…
“The Future” Rex Reynolds…
James Irish…
MWG…
Chaos…
Bored of Edukashun…
Nakita Dahaka…
Frankie Scott…
Peter File…
Class Act…
Jason Payne…
Cameron Cruise…
The Proletariat…
HAL…
Beast…
Anarky…
Tina Davis…
Richard Farnswirth & Adam Benjamin, The Highland Park Social Club…
Karl “The Dragon” Brown & Foxx, side by side…
Cat’s Meow…
Karla Starr…
John Doe…
Then suddenly the beat picks up, double time…
Jonathan Marx… Joey Melton… The Phantom Republican… Rocko Daymon… Shawn Hart… “Queen of the Ring” Lindsay Troy… Jean Rabesque…
And finally… on one hard downbeat… a final shot of Dan Ryan, standing with his arms crossed next to Marcus Laroque, who smiles and glances over at Ryan before rubbing his hands together…
The faces on the screen all light up finally and we cut to the logo, baby…)
(Scene fades in to backstage at Wrestlestock, Jason 'Stalker' Reeves is seen walking into his locker room with a duffle bag and street clothes on. Delroy Hawkins follows in behind him with a smirk on his face. The smirk quickly turns to a frown as he sees a basket of muffins sitting at the table in the middle of the room.)
DELROY: "I know that punk didn't have the balls to send us a damn basket of muffins."
(Jason now stopped dead in his tracks stares at the basket, his eye suddenly going wild with anger.)
DELROY: "Boss I hope that..."
(Before Delroy can finish his sentence Jason slings his duffle bag across the room nailing the muffin basket sending it flying to the ground and muffins spilling out all over the floor. Delroy bursts out almost into a quick laugh but stops himself short.)
STALKER: "This asshole is a dead man. After everything is said and done, Delroy......make sure there is an ambulance here for his body..... cause he is dead... DEAD!!"
(Jason lets out a hellish scream in anger and stomps off to the back of the locker room into the shower area. Delroy walks over to the muffins and smiles to himself.)
DELROY: "I did go.. I did go.. now he is truly ready for tonight's match. Kin's a dead man... and next in line is that bitch, Rocko Daymon."
