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Reality: the quality or state of being real.

one million reasons.

So, the boss gives me one million reasons to beat you in a ladder match. Typically I'd welcome this with open arms, because you see I'm worth two million easy just by stepping into a wrestling ring a fighting cage or any other arena you could find me " Your Perfect Drug " fighting in I'm a Rock star by heart and I play by trait so what why give me reasons to beat the franchise? I didn't want any reason because I have my reasons. You see Don Wilson I rather sit back after my match and chill out, prop my feet up on your chest and smoke the biggest Cuban cigar I could find on hand and if I can't find one then hell I'll bend the rules and use you to go find me one then burn your forehead with the bright end of it why? Because that's this little stipulation you made with Stevens, you made the bet that if you lost I get to use you for a month like a dog if I lost Stevens answered your prayers with a title shot.

Well he's not god long as I'm in the ring. I'll have no problem with beating the hell out of you with the ladder, even maybe after I'm done toying with you for kicks I'll beat you with the briefcase just so you can feel your million dollars smacking you in the head over and over. How bout we make this a two million reasons match? I put up half of my earnings form just public appearances, concerts and fights that I've fought since becoming this damn big which is a large sum well over seven figures. You just walk into United Wrestling Entertainment, pick your own poison and think you can win? I'm sorry I must stop myself form laughing directly in your face.

So let it be known, hail the King prosecute the Pretender.

The Perfect Drug, The Rock Star. Your new United Wrestling Entertainment Champion.

Las Vegas, Nevada: House Show
8:00 PM

I had taken the day to get some grub on my first day back on the job with United Wrestling Entertainment, I couldn't help but only laugh I've watched Promo after Promo of Don Wilson already so call " Getting My Number " shown of millions of fans over television world wide but I wasn't afraid of the after effects. You see I had this natural thing for only showing up meeting the problem head on, you know? I mean I was in the area and I heard Don was in the building so I politely showed up backstage and I wasn't hunting for him just strolling along minding my own business if I ran into him at any point in time I would be glad to offer conversation, that is if he was going to do the same thing. Lord behold I learned different, I'm more of a fighting man with clenched fist hidden masked under false ease.

I seen staff running backstage like slaves, whips being cracked over there backs as they don't fight oppression no it was the iron fist of Phil Stevens fat payout that kept them all inline even the make up artist, only getting work for interviews seem happy to only be doing work for the divas and getting the chance to be aroused by the boss when he needs a bit of a trim. But I wasn't impressed I found it amusing.

But without noticing the pattern of staff members I ran into the only man that granted me the return, Phil Stevens stood in my way with a coy smile on his face as he extended his hand yea, it seemed he worked his emotion side a lot lately he was Getty as the first time I met him as if I was this new superstar, that I had a rebirth or maybe I had just transcended everybody else around?

" Machtan Aomori, Oh my god. It's a pleasure to see you alive and well. "

" Oh yea, umm.. I guess. "

" No, No really it's something of a pleasure. "

" Not really, I mean I just came back and I heard you want to pay me off the bat. "

" Yea, I do and I find it a real thrill since we are in Vegas and the stakes are high. "

Hmm, I really needed money like a bullet to the brain. My brother owned senior casinos and my father ran the biggest entertainment empire not even close to what United Wrestling Entertainment put out, I didn't like mangling on the chain of family business so I quit got out at the age of nineteen and stayed free ever since.

" Well thanks for the money, I don't think I'll need the briefcase "

" Why not? "

" After I win the money, I expect it to be in my bank account. "

" Will do "

Phil gave me a hard slap on my semi injured shoulder, I didn't take to pain so I stood there looking at him and only nodding. He seem to have more important matters to attend to so he left me alone, I looked as he shuffled around in his blazer talking they where feeding him cookies and coffee until I couldn't keep track. Then I turned around only to be startled by the only guy I didn't mind coming in contact with. But it was too soon wasn't it? I was ready for a fight but was he.

" .................. "

"................... "

" Move, Boy. "

" You could be a lot nicer, unless you think your better then me. "

" Move. "

" Aw, dose Don Wilson have crap in his pants? "

I looked Don up and down, it seemed we dressed alike he had a dress shirt white as could be buttoned up gray slacks Armani shoes. His hair down his shoulders an unwelcoming grimace on his face, like he stuffed his ass with toilet dispensers up his ass and that his little ass wrangler buddies seem to follow him, or where they his fans? It didn't matter.

Me, I had a black dress shirt barley buttoned up at the chest my cuffs undone. If there was a fight I'd be quicker he'd want to be more manly and undo his cuffs to " subdue " Me. Black leather pants signature for I The Rock Star, but what made me different was the height I got form three inches of platform shoes making me six feet , two inches.

" I have money on the line, get out my way. "

" Yea you do, but it won't be you're money come Nitro. "

" You think? "

" Nope, I know that I will walk around with a million dollars granted and donated by you. "

He clenched his fist like he was going to hit me, but Don seem to want to tear me apart so bad he was on his best behavior. He turned around hearing a girl and they began to speak he nodded, I turned around only to turn back and see him staring me down and then he nodded and then while still staring me down he slid pass me smashing his shoulder into mine as he seem to have something else to do, yea they all seem to have something else to do right before a major pay per view maybe he was to constipated to fight? I didn't care none the less.

" Come Nitro Aomori, You won't be around to see my Reign as United Wrestling Entertainment Champion "

" What are you going to be beat me with? " The Finisher " "

I laughed as he strolled away, I stood there looked back and nodded yea Don was about to meet me in the ring in my special type of match what I've been called King of " The King of Ladders " would make his debut to United Wrestling Entertainment on Nitro the final show and the last time we'd here the name.