Saturday night is it, the Natural Born Thrillers return to the ring in full force. Sean O'Haire has come back to wrestling and it’s time that we teach all these pathetic wannabe wrestlers a lesson. Look at Shawn Michaels, the man’s ego is the size of Texas. Ever since capturing that World Heavyweight Title he thinks the world revolves around him, he always has to be in the spotlight now. Shawn Michaels wants to believe he can take on anybody now because he defeated Triple H of all people, big victory there, but he is not ready to fight a real man. And he's lucky I dont qualify to be in the Invitational because I haven't been here two weeks which I think it's bullshit. He knew I was coming and that's why he made sure that was one the rules. Good Job there Champ. Ever since XWA Shut down a while back and I took off for a few months people think I am not the same anymore since then, they once again think I don't have it in me, but that doesn’t matter, I haven’t changed because of that, and no matter what anybody says, I am not in the dumps. They want to say I’m nothing anymore because of that but I will show them otherwise. Let people think what they want, the fact is I can still kick ass like I use too. I hate it when people think that because someone takes off for a while, that they are going down the drain, maybe some people do but I am not one of them. I am one of those people that could take ten years of and still come back and beat your ass. People can say they don’t respect me but let them fight me, let them step up and I will make them respect me. I respect other people and what they do, but all my respect for Shawn Michaels has just gone down the drain, I don’t know what happened to him. He’s not the same person I once knew, but it doesn’t matter anymore, let Shawn Michaels believe he is great now, because pretty soon I will get a shot to regain what's mine.And there's not a damn thing he could do about it.
Scene - As the cameras came on they showed us the outside of the building we saw a few inches of snow on the ground, and a few people walking into the building. Upon switching to the backstage area, cameras opened up right in front of a big black locker room door, with the words reading “Natural Born Thrillers” . Many people are amongst this elite group, but in the XWA, it only has three members. There are others out there, they're just not in XWA. The Natuaral Born Thrillers have become quite the force in the Xtreme Wrestling Alliance and two of it's members haven't even had a match yet. They already hold gold in the group as Mike Sanders captured the XWA Cruiserweight Championship at Vengeance. Camera's then went back and concentrated on the door. The locker room door was slightly open, and a chair was next to the door as cameras peeked through to find all three members inside. Sitting on a small chair was Sean O'Haire, who surprisingly wasn’t saying anything, he was dressed in black jeans, and was wearing his new official XWA T-Shirt as his eyes were locked on the newest XWA magazine, across from him sitting on the couch was Mike Sanders, who was wearing black jeans and a white shirt that says Avobe Average on it. His prestigious Cruiserweight Championship was beside him on his left, seemingly a little frustrated for some reason Sanders sat there with his amrs crossed some what thinking about something. In between Sanders and O'Haire back near the wall of the room sat Johnny in a semi big recliner chair. He has the foot rest out as he slouches a little bit staring up at the ceiling, he was in thought..
Lately I begin to think about what my return in the Xtreme Wrestling Alliance has been and I must say, I'm disappointed. It seems as if people have forgotten that I was the first ever Xtreme Wrestling Alliance Champion. It seems as they have all lost the respect they had for me and refure to acknowledge me. That's ok though, I am not going to stress over this at all. I am just going to let everyone think whatever they want to think as I will continue to climb up the ladder and reach the top once again. It wont take too long for that to happen though. We all know that I will be gettin my first XWA World Heavyweight Championship shot pretty damn soon. But for now I have to concentrate on what I was given now. The XWA Tag Team Championships. Honestly, I don't really care about the tag team titles and let alone tag team matches. All well, I guess since I do have the shot I might as well go and seize my moment. I guess the tag team championships will look good on my resumade. It is only my debut match anycase, well, actually my return match. I remember my debut match, I came into the ring and I did whatever I had to do to defeat over twenty men and become World Heavyweight Champion. It sucks that I never got to defended, but all well. What am I supposed to do? Nothing. That's all I could do. Going into my upcoming match I begin to think how much power we will have after that we beat Gangrel and his little buddy Dupree to become tag team Champions. Then the Natural Born Thriller will have three Championships on their side. It really upsets me that Jindrak came back and then decided to leave just like that. It seriously pissed me off the way he bailed on us, on me. He's like my brother and he goes and do that? Nah man. That's not right. We had a mission and everything was already to begin going good for us.. He completely ruined our plans and now we need to think of a new mission. We have to make new plans now. All well, I guess it doesn't really matter. We're still going to be dominating the Xtreme Wrestling Alliance with or with out him. No one will step or get in our way to greatness. We're here to dominate and that's that. Simple as that. We're the Natural Born Thrillers and we're here to stay. and after Saturday night we will stand great with all of it's members holding gold. Teaming me with O'haire this week was a good decision on Cintrons’s behalf, because we get to show that we can work as a team, we're going to shut everyone up and show them all the chemistry Sean and I have in that ring. We know what has to be done to get the victory and it’s going to happen. Gangrel and Dupree will be left with a rather bitter taste in their mouth when it’s over, and after that, maybe everyone will get our message, but if they don’t, we’ll be more than happy to deliver it personally. What is the message your probably wondering, well it’s quite simple, to put it bluntly, don’t fuck with the Natural Born Thrillers...
Scene - Suddenly a thump was heard and cameras went off of Johnny and looked over at O'haire who was on the ground now. Cameras the chair apart on the floor. He looked around still holding the magazine in hand as he shook his head and got up. He brushed himself off and looked at Mike Sanders who was laughing.
Sean O'Haire ] - Fucking Taiwan people, can’t make anything right..
Mike Sanders ] - Uh, Sean, I highly doubt that thing was made in Taiwan.
Sean O'Haire ] - Well, whoever made the damn thing didn’t even make it so it would stay together!
Johnny Stamboli ] - Actually, I took the screws out of it earlier..
Sean O'Haire ] - What? why the hell did you do that for man?
Johnny Stamboli ] - To see you fall on your ass and watch you get all bitchy about it, why else?
Sean O'Haire ] - Yo man, that's some fucked up shit right there.
Johnny Stamboli ] - Well, it might of been fucked up, but it was funny as hell.
Mike Sanders ] - He's right you know. That was some funny shit right there..
Sean O'Haire ] - Fine, I see how it is, I'm just gonna go out there then.. Bitches!
Scene - Sean goes outside the locker room and closes the door. Everything is quiet once again until another thump is heard. Mike Sanders looks up at Johnny who is smiling.
Mike Sanders ] - Johnny, you didn't... did ya?
Scene - Johnny then reaches into his pocket and pulls out a few screws. He then shows them at Sanders as the both began laughin.
Johnny Stamboli ] - Oh but I did...
Scene - We then hear O'haire from outside the room screaming like a mad man.
Sean O'Haire ] - YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIT!! YOU CANT EVEN STAY TOGETHER SO I COULD SIT AND ENJOY READING MY MOTHER FUCKING ARTICLE IN THE MAGAZINE. HOW THE FUCK WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF YOU TRIED SITTING ON ME AND I BROKE ON YOU?! HUH?! WOULD YOU LIKE IT YOU STUPID ASSHOLE CHAIR?!! WOULD YOU?!!
Scene - The door opens as Sean walks in with his head down with a look of disappointment on his face. He then looks back up at Johnny and Sanders who pretend to not know anything..
Sean O'Haire ] - Hey guys... The uh.. chair broke again..
Mike Sanders ] - Oh really? well that sucks man.. That really does suck..
Johnny Stamboli ] - Yeah man, like you said, Taiwan people can't make anything right, now could they?
Sean O'Haire ] - Nope.. God damn bastards!
Scene - O'Haire takes a seat next to Sanders on the couch and continues reading his magazine. Cameras look back at Johnny again who is shaking his head somewhat laughing.
Ah that’s just the thing I needed to get me back to normal. I feel bad now though, let’s hope we never go on tour to Taiwan or Sean might snap. Now that I’m feeling better I’m starting to think more and more about the match. I want this victory, I want to beat these little team, I want to shut everyone up for good, and I can do it, no one can say otherwise. I need to show everyone that I still got it and the only way to do this is by coming into my debut match and picking up a win for me, and my team. I am not usually one of those guys who likes to rely on others, but that's what tag teams are all about. Having trust for eachother and although I haven't had one in a while I think that I could trust Sean. The man is ambitious such as my self, him and I just like Sanders want to do anything and everything we can to get to the top of the business and stand tall where no one could touch us. We have the same goals and purposes and that's what makes us such a great team. I know I said I wasn't going to join any stables, at least not yet, but I didn't say I wasn't going to make one either.. I don't like just being another member in the team, I like being the member who gets spotlight. I like being the center of attention. And although I would've gotten it no matter what faction I joined I wouldn't of still be happy with just that. I am not a follower, I'm a leader and no less. And a leader needs to guide his team to victory no matter what the circumstances are and in this case, I have to pick up the victory for Sean and my self. I need to go out there and do what I do best, no, not wrestle, but win. That's what I do best and that is what I will continue to do week in week out. I have continuesly said I'm untouchable and now it's time to prove it. I don't like losing, I hate that feeling and it's been an awful long time since I felt defeat, basically ever since leaving the WWE I haven't been defeated since then and I'm not going to start now. This match is very important to me in way because it's my return match. This tells people what I am made of and if I am worthy or not to be in the World Heavyweight Title hunt. And in my opinion, I am. I think I am more than deserving and I think that the World Championship that I never lost is calling my name out clearly. I could hear it, it's telling me it wants me to own it again and I will get it back pretty soon. Probably sooner than everyone thinks. I don't care if the champion is Shawn Michaels, or Undertaker, or even a hillbilly from Texas. That title is my main target and I want it. For now I'll settle with being one half of the tag team champions, but we all know that wont be enough for me. We all know I want bigger and better things for my self. Damn it.. I gotta stop thinking about my self, but it's quite hard. I can't concentrate on winning the tag team championships with the World title on my mind. This just isn't happening.. I know what has to be done and I will do it. This will mean alot of the team and I can't fail. I need to get my shit together and focus on this match. I gotta x out the world title from my head, but it is so hard when I see Shawn Michaels carrying it all over the place.. He never beat me for it.. That title is mine not his, it should be over my damn shoulder still. I am not asking for it to be just handed to me, but to atleast let me get a shot at it. And if I don't get it shortly, there will be hell to pay.
Scene - Hours have passed now, it was deep into the night, all the stars were out, and a nice breeze passed by us as we found ourselves walking down a sidewalk along some abandoned warehouses. The streetlight on the corner flickered a few times before it finally clicked and stayed on. Walking through the darkness, cameras stopped in their paths as loud sounds were heard drawing closer to our location. Soon enough we were able to identify them as car engines. Cameras began to walk a bit faster and cut a small corner, turning down a small alleyway hugging up against the wall. A few feet into the alley they stopped and glanced back over to see around 9 cars driving by, all with neon lights on them, and of course, all of them hooked up for street racing. Leading the pack was a midnight blue Mitsubishi Eclipse, a white neon pulse light underneath, blue tinted windows, a black spoiler, and along the side of the car, some sort of tribal vinyl. A few decals were also visible near the front and back tires. The car came to a stop in the middle of two buildings, in the middle of the road, as the other cars pulled to its sides. Four cars on the left, four on the right. Everyone got out of their cars and surrounded the Eclipse, whose ignition was still on. Within seconds it shut off and the driver’s door opened. Cameras zoomed in and noticed none other than Johnny Stamboli stepping out. Everyone started clapping as a smirk crossed his face. He extended his arms and changed the smirk to a smile as a small, rather built man approached him. He was wearing a jumpsuit and on the left side of it we read the name “Jeff” sewn into it. He extended his hand, and Johnny shook it and the two embraced in a short hug. Johnny then backed away and looked down into his hand as cameras noticed Johnny holding a good amount of cash. He smiled as he put it into his pocket and looked over into the small crowd of people who were checking out his car.
Jeff ] - Hey man, I know I've said this before, but that is one fast car!
Johnny Stamboli ] - You damn right it's fast, if it wasn't I wouldn't of just left you on the dust and got all this money now would I?
Jeff ] - Ah shut up. You can brag all you want tonight, but tomorrow is a whole new day and I won't lose again this time.
Johnny Stamboli ] - That's just what you said last time, and the time after that. Come on man, just give it up, you know I'm just going to beat you again..
Jeff ] - Oh no you're not. You're days of reigning supreme are over chump.
Johnny Stamboli ] - Haha, sure they are. Here's what we could do, you give me half of the money that you we're gonna put up tomorrow night, then I'll kick you in the nuts and we'll call it a day. Deal?
Jeff ] - Haha, very funny Johnny, very funny.
Scene - The crowd laughed as Johnny friendly hit Jeff in the shoulder as he just shrugged. As a minute passed though, another car was heard drawing closer. It was coming from in front of us. The bright headlights made it hard for us to see but as Johnny stood on the side of his car with his hand over his eyes, the car drew closer. So close that its front bumper lightly touched Johnny’s. The car was a red Toyata Supra, with black tinted windows. A few decals were on it as well. Johnny looked around at everyone, but no one seemed to know who was in the car. Johnny smirked and shook his head as he walked around the car. The ignition shut off and everything was silent. Suddenly the drivers seat opened as out walked XWA Cruiserweight Champion, Mike Sanders.
Mike Sanders ] - Alright, Alright. I'm Here, let's race. Come on, let me take your money now.
Johnny Stamboli ] - The race is over man. You didn't show so we just replaced you with someone else.
Mike Sanders ] - WHAT?! you mean to tell me I drove all the way over here for nothing?! I came here to make some money damn it!
Johnny Stamboli ] - Haha. Mike, if you would've raced you would've lost all of your money, to me. Just like everyone else, so don't feel bad you're late. Be glad.
Mike Sanders ] - Oh yeah? shut up! You'll see when we race again, I'm gonna own you!
Johnny Stamboli ] - Sure, that's what they all say.
Mike Sanders ] - Well, I'm not just everyone, I'm gonna beat you, and that's that!
Johnny Stamboli ] - Yeah yeah yeah. Whatever, I'll be glad to take your money tomorrow night too.
Mike Sanders ] - Why wait until tomorrow night? let's do it right now..
Jeff ] - Yeah, he's right. I wanna win some of my money back. Let's not wait until tomorrow, what cha say chump?
Johnny Stamboli ] - Alright then, I'll take you guys on.
Mike Sanders ] - Ok, just be prepared to lose all your money.
Johnny Stamboli ] - Yeah, yeah, yeah..
Scene - Johnny along with the other drivers then get back into their cars as they go to the start line. They then wait for a few seconds as you could hear their engines going on. After a minute or so a girl comes up infront of the car and waves to go as all drivers speed up and the scene slowly comes to an end.
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