Inside The Mind
A war of words, this is how it goes. For a few days now, it has been an ongoing battle between Tank and myself, this is where it only starts however, the end is far from here. No one has let up, and I know I'm not going to. Tank will not get the best of me, he will be do as he says, and defeat me. I know what is needed to get the victory here, and I am going to get it. The past few days, Tank has talked, and he has talked a lot, the guy has guts, he has potential, but he seems like he has a death wish as well. He knows what I'm capable of, and I know what he's capable of, but what he fails to see is I haven't grown different from the last time we have faced, I am not weaker, nor have I lost my touch. I have grown into an even better wrestler than what I was, I have gained strength, I am stronger than ever. No one can expect to go through life without any downfalls, no one is perfect, nothing is perfect, the term perfect in this lifetime doesn't even exist. Despite this match just being a standard one, I am still going to take Tank down, and turn him into a bloody pulp. I'll allow him to get his time in the light, each time he comes out here and speaks, let him think he has the upper advantage here, I honestly do not care.There is nothing on the line here, no titles, no contenderships, it's just a straight up fight to determine who the better wrestler is. The more I think about it, the more anxious I become, and what I am wondering about is, Can Tank be the man he once was and beat me? or can I prove that I am as good as I say I am? Time will only tell, and there is a lot left of it until this happens. I'm using time wisely, because as they say it is a precious thing, and I know I am more than ready. This is only the beginning..

The World Wrestling Entertainment camera's come on showing a very dark room. The only thing camera’s see clearly, is the glare on the wall straight ahead. Suddenly, toward the middle of the room a lighter has been lit, and then the small flame lights a candle sitting to what looks like in the middle of a table. The fire’s glare gets bigger, and seen sitting to the right of the table is Shaun Cabalar with his head into his hands and leaned forward in his chair. He looks up noticing the camera’s, then begins to look as if he is thinking about something.

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] " So is finally the day. The day where I will face one man who's goal is to destroy me in that ring, the day I take on one angry animal because we both as predators want the same thing.We want to show eachother that we can defeat eachother, we want to prove to everyone that we're both good, but only one can win. It seems as all odds are against me, not one person thinks that I can pull it off tonight. Not one person thinks that I can beat Tank, I seem to be asking my self what makes him so much better than me, what makes everyone believe in him? to this day I have yet to find the answer to that question, but what I do know that I am in no way anyones pick to walk out a winner. It seems to me as if everyone is rooting for Tank, All of you people have seem to bet on this weirdo, I'm fine with that but after tonight I dont expect to be treated like I have, I will just have to prove my self once again. I am going to have to show you all that I am as good as I say I am. I said it before and I'll say it again, play time is over and I'm all about bussiness now. Everyone from here on will have to beg god for mercy, because I dont have ANY"

Shaun begins slowly waving his hand back and forth in and out of the small flame. He finally stops, then stares at his palm where the small black print is seen on his finger tips. He smiles then pinches the small wick putting the little flame out and a little bit of smoke begins flaring into the room. He then begins rubbing his three fingers together like the burn didn’t even hurt his fingers. He begins smiling at the camera’s then suddenly a small glow is seen in his eyes. A gray shaded glow, coming from the puples of Shauns's’ eyes

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] "Yes, you can think of me as being evil, but evil is one thing I am definatly when it comes to getting inside that ring. I will be the evilest thing to ever walk across the face of this earth if tempted in the right direction, and pissed off to a certain limit. People that have stood in my path, have all been destroyed. Whether the person be a two hundred and ten pounder, or a five hundred and eighty pounder. I will knock down anybody to which finds themselves placed in my way. That is someplace not even the huge fat Shawn Winters would want to be right about now. I cannot stand people believing to themselves they are one of the best wrestlers in the world and that they are undefeatable when it comes to anyone they face. I have admitted and still will continue to admit I will was beaten a couple of times in my life, but you see, whoever it is that beats me, I will beat them in return. I always get my end of the deal whether whoever it is against likes it or not. The bargan will always be an opened invitation in my point of view. What Tank has done to me in that past Raw, is only something he can do, he bit me and tagged Winters cause I was too much for him. Tonight, there won’t be Winters in the ring to tag in. No more hiding, being scared. Tank, you will feel my wrath tonight!"

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] " "The way I see it is like this, Tank, I am coming after you with all I got, I am going to show you why I am the Ultimate Asassin, I am going to show you why you're not as great as you say you are, I am going to show everyone that you're nothing, Tank what I do to you tonight words will not be able to describe it; tonight that ring will not be a ring, that ring will be a battle field where only the strong one will survive, where only the biggest and baddest will stand tall and that my friend will not be you. Tank, what I'm going to do on tonight is going to be much more than just brutal, it will almost be like a massacre. A fantasizing blood bath that only could be thought of in explanation or drawing it out on paper for others to see and think of as a terrorist attack plan or something of that nature. With this match being my third match I am going to make sure that nothing stands in my way to victory. You have absolutely no idea what you're gettin yourself into, you will be given no chances to back down and easily step out of the ring to think about it. Once you step into the ring you will be in there until I decide you could leave. Once you step through those ropes, there is only one possible way out and that's by not showing up or if you get yourself desqualief by attacking the referee.Might I say, I want to do nothing more but pick at your skull like a dentist does with giving fillings to others teeth. I want to bust you open like stabbing a full milk carton with a sling blade. I want to make sure that you do not leave that ring without having respect for what I do and why I do it. Tank, you simply do not understand why I'm here. Not to be the World Heavyweight Champion, or any kind of champion, those titles are nothing but side topics for me right now. Tank, I'm here to make a name for my self, I am here to show everyone how great I truly am. but Tank, let me tell you something when you step inside that ring there will not be anyone on the face of this earth or anyplace in outer space who will be able to help you escape the pain that I issue out to you tonight. Tank, later on tonight I am going to tear you apart like as if you were Spike Dudley and I the Big Show. I hope you prey Tank, cause that's what you're going to have to do, you're actually going to have to do a lot of that. I can assure you that you will never forget this day, you are never going to forget the day that Shaun Cabalar annahiliated you with out one single bit of remorse, the day that Shaun Cabalar took you a part and slaped you around like the little bitch that you are, After tonight Tank, I doubt there will be anything left of you to come back next Raw and have a match. If you think I am in anyway bloffing oh man are you wrong, Tank, I am going to be your worse nightmare, I am going to hunt you in your dreams night after night after this match is all set and done, Raw is going to be my time...tonight is my damn night you hear me? it's going be my ring, my rules and my mother fucking time you got that boy?"

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] " Tank, ten years from now when you have grand kids, and you go and try to pick them up but you cant because you're not that strong anymore, just because your body has nothing left in it, not because you're old but because its ruined, because it's severely damaged you will remember me. And what you can do is put the video tape of tonight's match and show to them who did that to you, show them who was the sick man that whipped the floor with you all over the arena, you can then tell them that you wished you would've listened to me and not showed up that day, that perhaps if you would've not showed your face someone else would've payed the prize and not you; but it will be too late and there wont be a damn thing that you could do about it now. Now you're fucked up for the rest of your life and it's all because of your naiveness, because you thought I was playing around with you and talking shit because I like to. See Tank, thats not what's happening here, what's happening is here is that I'm giving you a chance to not come to the ring tonight, to go back to do whatever is that you do, so it wont be you who I wipe the floor with, if you're not here tonight then I'll go find someone in the backstage arean and they will get the beating of their life. You know I look at you and what I see is a disgrace, I see one big sorry excuse of a wrestler is what I see, I see a man who is not capeable of winning a match with out cheating, I see a man that claims he is a great wrestler when he's not. Tank, all I'm gonna say to you is the fact of the matter is you cant and will never beat me, listen to me carefully... once again YOU CANT BEAT ME!"

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] "I have told Tank thousands of times just how much trouble he has gotten himself into over the hours going into Raw already. There are still just a bit of more hours remaining until a perfect amount of days. He still has time to get himself out of the picture in one piece, much rather than facing me and leaving in a body bag. I will send Tank to the morgue in more than a million pieces to where the person examining him wont be able to tell what his arm or his face looks like. I am going to put Tank through more pain, than what he has received in his entire career. I will make Tank cry and not be able to get up. He will lay helplessly in the middle of that ring, a circle of his blood surrounding his face, and the wind nearly knocked out of him, and just give up and not try to get up , then I will pin him.That is all he has to do in order to leave a happy man, he just has to stay down. Tank time clock is running out of life. Sooner or later, it will just stop and stay that way whether it receives a new battery or not. He has no further purpose to be inside of a wrestling ring. What he needs to now do, is retire with pride still left inside of him, go write a book about how his waste of a career has effected his life, and then just pass on. While I sit here and watch this small flame burn, I think of Tank's career. It only has just a few days left until it completely burns out into a crisp of ash and hardened wax. Tank lives in his own little world of believing only what his mind will allow his ears to hear. His mind works only one path. The path of only believing what message his mind throws down his kneck and out his mouth. Tank, is unable to control what he says, because he was born to a family that believes they are the greatest damn thing ever. So all he ever says, but he did say he never understimated me but he still a cocky asshole who deserves a beatin.Tome this opponent is more than fantastic, this opponent is breath taking, marvelous, eye candy. I have no words to say what I will do to Tank, but I will say one thing. I hope he plans on living in a hosptial afterwards. Tank should start practicing how to be fed through a straw or a tube that goes into his veins. He should begin practicing how to craps on bed pans and walk the halls wearing robes and connected to i.v’s…I can destroy Tank, I know I can. I have to destroy Tank. It is a must, an I have to do so situation. If I lose to Tank Monday night, my life would be officialy over. I would pull the trigger myself. Losing to Tank would be like being five hundred pounds and being body slammed by a midget. Losing to Tank, would be like being taunted by the devil for not succeeding on a mission he has ordered you to accomplish. I will not have it, I will not let Tank slip through my hands.I Will not let Tank beat me, he will have to literally kill me first. He will have to end my life before I give up and not kickout. I will not leave the WWE, not just yet anyway. And if and when I do, I won’t leave knowing I lost and was forced out because of it. I will leave because I am ready to leave and go someplace elsewhere with my career. I will leave with loads of accomplishments on my record, and my name on the hall of fame for WWE. I won’t be stopped, not by Tank. I won’t let this fool trick me into falling under his spell anymore. I cannot fail, I cannot let him get in between me and my career. I must keep him as far from a tko situation as possible. If I have to repeatedly beat him over the skull with a chair, a brick, a sledge hammer or whatever to keep him down than I will do just that. Whatever the limits are, I will overpass them, and take them to a whole new level. I will take Tank to the edge of the cliff and we will battle it out to who the one man is that should remain standing. It will be me, it has to be. I mean if you look at the circumstances, nobody likes Tank, nobody wants him around, nobody wants to even be in his presence. He is a total waste of valuable ring time, and I will prove that this Monday night. A man like Tank is what makes this world a horrible place to live in. There would be fights all over the place, no government, no society that would be half way decent. But a man like me, a Legend in the making sitting in the locker rooms is what would make this world a known place. A place with a trademark stamped on it. A place where nobody would want to come unless invited. Knowing that someone like Tank is standing backstage ruins the whole point of even being in that federation. You can’t want passed him without him mocking the way you look or walk. Personally, I would do the same if I was in that type of mood, but at least I would have the decentsy to tell whoever it was in their face. I have no problems with people here in the WWE, my only problem is with ignorant pathedic people such as Tank and the gang he runs with. They all think they are popular by calling themselves Evolution or whatever it is they call themselves. There will be no more running come Raw there will be no more hiding behind the book shelf’s or hiding in the corner of your closets. I will find Tank somewhere in that ring, bring him out of hiding and destroy him, then leave him for the rest of the WWE to get rid of. You know Tank I heard every word you had to say and I must say you did piss me of, you have angered me just like I angered you. You can try and kill me because I will be trying to kill you as well, see Tank you and I are more alike than what I thought. The fact is I like seeing people bleeding to death and destroying their dreams, I love to look at them and have them ask for mercy. I am as sick if not more than you. I'm not afraid of killing anyone in that ring just like you. On Monday Night Raw we're going to make history because one of us is more likely to die in that match, one of us is more likely to not walk out at all. I have a duty and my duty is to kill you, I have to murder you just because you are an obstacle standing in my way. You still dont mean a damn thing to me, you can say how many things you have acomplished but it will be useless, I honestly dont give a flying fuck about your stupid acomplishments. Oh and by the way you need to get your story right buddy, I have never faced Shawn Winters in a one on one, because if we did you better believe that it wouldnt had ended the way last Raw did. I am not Jason Madison and he sure as hell isnt the man who makes High Definition, I am the man who makes High Definition what it is, I am the man who will not stop until he reaches his goal, I am the one man who will make sure you disappear from the face of this earth. I am going to do everything and anything that I can to defeat you and I will come out on top. If you didnt have your head so far up your ass you would know this. I am the man who has gotten into your head and made you crazy, I am the one man who you want to defeat, I am the man who you hate the most. but I am also the man that you will never defeat, You will never defeat what is unstoppable, you will never kill what you didnt create, you are never going to kill me! I am the ULTIMATE ASSASSIN!! Have you not payed attention to what that means? are you simply that stupid? Probably you are, I am not called the "Ultimate Assassin" because it sounds pretty or is a catchy name, I am the Ultimate Assassin because I kill things, I kill dreams, hopes, and last but not least I kill people. You are no different Tank, You're just a bitch who I need to kill, Monday Night will not be my Judgement day, it will be YOURS!"

The cameras stay looking at Shaun's face then slowly starts to dissolve.

|Scene Title: Speaking The Truth Part III(section II).|Time: 8:00 P.M.|Date: Monday,7,2004|

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Cameras come on showing Shaun Cabalar walking from out of the cameras view and into view on the right side of the screen. He is seen wearing a black shirt and black sunglasses, unable to see what color pants and shoes he is wearing because of how close the cameras are to him, cameras back up and then reveal him wearing black shoes with dark blue baggy jeans on. He begins looking around as if he were waiting on someone to show up for something important, and then he slowly takes his right arm and brushes his hand throughout his hair. His left hand is seen in his left pocket, and then he pulls it out of his pocket and check the time by looking at the watch on his left wrist. He begins to look a bit frustrated, and then he turns around and walks over to his silver Mustang. Cameras walk to the left a bit while turning to reveal his car, and he opens the driver side door and then sits inside the drivers seat. He shuts the door and then the car is heard starting up or being turned on in some cases. The headlights are seen flicking on to that redish glow. Shaun Cabalar begins driving the car and turns a sharp right so he does not accidentally hit the camera crew. Cameras follow the car by turning around and just standing there looking in the direction of the cars movement, then suddenly, the car drives out of the camera crews visualization. Cameras blacken, showing nothing but a bold black screen. Then begin transparently dissolving and then shows the same car arriving to the arena and is parking in the valet parking area. The car is heard cutting off, and then the driver door opens and Shaun Cabalar steps out shutting the door following him exiting the vehicle. He is seen wearing the same clothing, and the same sunglasses and is walking into the arena from the backstage valet area entrance. As he walked passed some of the very expensive concession stands, he is stopped right in the middle of the large hallway area by WWE Interviewer, Jonathan Coachman.

[:-:]'The Interviewer 'Jonathan Coachman : [:-:]"Hi Shaun, Can i have a word with you? "

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] " Sure, why not? I happen to be in a good mood."

[:-:]'The Interviewer 'Jonathan Coachman : [:-:]"Well first of all I would like to ask you What do you have to say about Last Monday Night, I mean tonight you're facing one of the men that you lost to last week, what do you have to say about that?"

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] "First of all I said that already, it was a fluke like they would like to say, but in any case Tank is not Shawn Winters."

[:-:]'The Interviewer 'Jonathan Coachman : [:-:]"Can you tell us what a superkick feels like?"

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] ".....What kind of question is that? the spear surely doesn't feel good, its not something you want to get hit by. "

[:-:]'The Interviewer 'Jonathan Coachman : [:-:]"So are you saying that if Shawn Winters hits that superkick later on tonight he can maybe beat you?"

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] "..... I'm facing Tank you jackass!"

[:-:]'The Interviewer 'Jonathan Coachman : [:-:]"Oh I'm sorry, we probably had a confusion with this information. so What about High Definition? we have all seen that you guys might not be gettin along does this mean that High Definition is going to break up? "

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] "No, Actually we have been gettin along perfectly and we're more united than before."

. [:-:]'The Interviewer 'Jonathan Coachman : [:-:]"Well do you have anything else to say to Tank?"

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] "Yes I do, Tank, you cant take me, you know you can’t pal..so came with what you got, see if you walk out alive.I can guarantee that you will not, no wait I promise that you will not, wanna know why? well simply because I’m a beast that you can’t tame,I’m the dream you can’t grasp,I’m the game you can’t win, I’m the pain you can’t take, I’m the thief you can’t catch, I’m the treasure you can’t find, I’m the light you can’t see, I’m the riddle you can’t solve. What i'm saying here is that I am What you cant beat, I am out of your league and you aint ever going to be on my league never..ever.. ever."

[:-:]'The Interviewer 'Jonathan Coachman : [:-:]"You seriously are confident about this match. And you know Shaun, I know you said that no one thinks you can beat Tank but Shaun, I believe that you can and I think you will."

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] "Well I aprichiate that but just let me tell you something, I know that deep in your heart you are like theothers, you dont think I can do it, you think I'm too weak and that I cant beat Tank either no one thinks I can. But thats ok its a free world and everyone deserves to belive what they want and I cant force them, I guess its up to them."

[:-:]'The Interviewer 'Jonathan Coachman : [:-:]"Aren’t you at least the tad bit scared of Tank?"

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] "Scared? No…Terrified? No…The word I would be searching for is more like unsatisfied. I am very unsatisfied that the one lone ranger Gina or Vince could pick out of the bushes to face me was this clone of a lawn gnome named Tank. Tank reminds me of a red headed step child, he does nothing but nag and nag and nag and nag and nag. He makes you just want to back hand him a bunch of times until he is knocked unconcious, but you can’t do that because your afraid you would end every aspect of his existance. In this match, I dont' care what I do to Tank, whether I break his neck, break his back, or even kill the son of a bitch, I won’t walk out of that ring with his music playing. I will leave that ring with my music blaring. Coach, You know This guy says that he can beat me and that he can do this and that, well so can I."

[:-:]'The Interviewer 'Jonathan Coachman : [:-:]"What do you have to say on what he said, about he giving you the spotlight if you want it so damn bad?"

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] "(taking a deep breath.) He said that he will give me the spotlight? please how is he going to do that after what I do to him? Tank is going to be my next victim tonight night, and I won’t just blow him out of his missery like that, I am going to torture Tank. Tank, you say that I am going to be just another victim of the sic? is that right, you say that you're a legend? well maybe in your brain because someone like you cant be a Legend, Legends are sacred and Legends are loved, Legends are people that everyone knows, but you? look at you no one knows who the hell you are, you're just some bitch, who is going get his ass handed to him by me."

[:-:]'The Interviewer 'Jonathan Coachman : [:-:]"Well Shaun, You and Tank have been basically saying the same about eachother, you both say you will destroy eachother and that you're both going to this and that but my question is who can we believe?"

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] "Who can you believe you ask? well it is obvious that you are all in the middle and you know all I have to say is that I've never been more ready in my life to prove a point, I am ready for anything that Tank has to offer wether is this or that, I am ready and I will be ready tonight, tonight I said it before and I'll say it again its going to be my time. My time and only mine. Tank, you and i can both run our mouths all we want but when the time comes there will be no more talking, no more playing around or insulting eachother, it will be time to get down and back up our words, giving eachother all we have and I know, you know, everyone knows this will be a war tonight, everyone knows that the chances of one of us not walking out are very high.The Expectations for this match are completely out in a new level. You know Coach, As the hours quickly fade away, the intensity for this matchup is gradually increasing. Wrestlers are actually beginning to prove to me how they should be concerned about their match and what possibly could happen, much rather than themselves. I cannot wait until my match tonight, my blood is beginning to rush quickly through my veins and I am getting more and more excited. I am also beginning to feel a bit of concern going on through my body as well. I do not know what will happen between Tank and I, but I do know that there must be a decided winner and there must be a decided loser. I have the feeling inside of me that is telling me I have this match won, in the bag I could also say. There is still that small tingling feeling in the pit of my stomach that aches, a pinching feeling. The feeling that you get when you have a thought on your mind that there could be that one little aspect of a screw up you could wind up causing. One man’s career will come up short in this matchup, and I am going to make very much sure that it won’t be mine. Tank will fall at my hands, Tank will fail where victory is requested."

[:-:]'The Interviewer 'Jonathan Coachman : [:-:]"Well Shaun as the time is ticking for your match are you having any second thoughts? "

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] "Yeah, I have actually thought long and hard a couple of times all this past week. I began thinking just what in the hell is Tank trying to prove? Then, I came up with a solution. All he is trying to do, is make himself look like some sort of superhero. A superhero is something he definatly is not and will not ever become. Tank has thought of a way to get rid of the Ultimate Assassin, but it is up to him to be able to get the job done and make sure it stay’s that way. If you leave something up to Tank, whatever it was you left up to him will be screwed into oblivion. He cannot get rid of me, why you ask? Because nobody has ever gotten rid of me. People have fought long and hard to knock me down so that I wouldn’t return standing up, but I have always gotten right back up on my own two feet. My third thought on this match was why Tank would even think about wanting this match. I just dont understand why, Tank doesnt think he has to worry about me but the truth is he does, I am not the usual wrestler that everyone thinks, I am a very innovative fighter and I do anything I can to win and by god you better believe me when I say that if I have to kill Tank then I will, I am not afraid of him and I dont care about anything I do, I am going to cheat if i have to because I am not going to lose later on tonight I just wouldnt be able to live with my self if I was to lose tonight therefore I will not lose, I cant allow my self to lose!"

[:-:]'The Interviewer 'Jonathan Coachman : [:-:]"Shaun, is there anyway you believe you have to prove to anyone here how extreme you really are?"

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] "Coach, I don’t have to prove anything to anybody. Especially to that weirdo Tank. I am more than willing, to take Tank to the sky line and show him how far I will reach to end someone’s career. I will finish Tank, then when I am done, I am going to carve my initials through his chest and straight into his heart.You know I have no remource for what it is that I do inside that ring, and taken elsewhere. I wouldn’t give a single damn if on what I'll do to him later on tonight, I will burry him right beneath that ring after I kill him if I have to! Tank should listen to me when I say that he is making a huge mistake, you see Coach this guy doesnt listen but hey thats cool although Tank thinks he can tear me a part the very same truth is that he has no glory. He has nothing to keep him for being alive after I break him and send him home to the rest of his miserable family. There is one thing I have realized with my career as of lately, I don’t ask questions, I give answers. Tank will be asking the questions while I answer each one of them so quick he won’t have enough time to remember them. The first thing on my mind when I wake up in the morning is actually not Tank. It is thanking the man upstairs for giving me another day to live my life the way I should. Every night, before I go to sleep, I pray to god, my lord and savior that he grant’s me just one request. And that request is to make sure I send Tank home, and him not sending me home. I won’t allow Tank to cause this federation total wreckage, and watch him screw everyone from head to toe anymore. Now if you ask me, I think I smell a cheating, maniacle piece of garbage that should be thrown out with the rest of the crap that belongs to the bottom of the dupster. If I had the word of picking the match between me and Tank, I wouldn’t have chosen an Normal Match, I would have chosen a dupster match. Why you ask? Because when the time finally comes, I will Overdose him right into that dumpster which he thinks of as his home and send him on a one way trip off the stage right back to the depth’s of sarcasam where it is he came from.You know if Tank is so obsessed with trying to get rid of me, wait until he know’s what I am obsessed for. I am obsessed with making sure he doesn’t breath any longer! I want him completely out of the picture, completely gone from this world because of how much of a hole he has dug into it as of yet. I do want the thought of Tank being in my head a past story. I never want to remember Tank. But I do want to go down as the one and only man who could successfully destoryed Tank Also the man that made him leave the federation for good. I get tired of sitting at my home at night, with nothing to do but get Tank's name scrolled up and down through my mind. I go to bed at night wishing Tank was never even brought into existance. People like him are what make this world come to a complete stop and always cause humility which is a very bad thing. I know that this battle between me and him will be long fought, and hard to win. I know that the both of us are going to be cut open, battered and very tired but when the match is finally over, but there is one thing that I know for sure, and that is I won’t let some school prep like him stand in my way and tell me I won’t go any further than where I stand now. The only person to make that decision is me and me only. After I am finished with Tank tonight, I am personally going to hire a therapist to go to his home and help him. He needs all of the therapy he can afford, and all of the convincing he can get. He just dones’t understand that he will NOT go anywhere after I am done with him. I am the wrath in his world, I am the dark forbidden forest that a being like him wouldn’t dare seek into. Tank has no further purpose here, and I am going to make total sure of it!"

[:-:]'The Interviewer 'Jonathan Coachman : [:-:]"Shaun, One last question why do you have Tank so much that you want him dead? "

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] " Why do I hate Tank? you know thats a question I haven't heard and well the reason why I hate Tank.... um... I dont know to be honest I just dislike the guy, no real reason, can it be because he's in my way to my spotlight? .. maybe, can it be because he is all everyone talks about? maybe... or do I just dislike him for no reason? Maybe that can be it too, the real reason is I dont know what a good reason is for me to have all this hatred agaisnt him. I dont know what it is , but the fact is that I dont like him now and I will probably never like him in my life, there might not be a reason but hell who cares I dont wanna make friends I'm only friends with the people I talk to which are basically High Definition members and thats about it, but anyway now I have to get ready to go and kick someones ass. One last thing Coach, watch my match tonight, tonight I make history!"

With those words finally said, Shaun is now looking deep into the camera’s lens, and then after about five seconds, he looks in the other direction and then walks away out of camera’s view. Interviewer Jonathan Coachman is seen looking in the direction that he had been walking toward, and then he begins walking toward the opposite direction. Camera’s then go to a black screen.

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|Scene Title: Speaking The Truth Part III(section III).|Time: 8:30 P.M.|Date: Monday,7,2004|

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Camera’s come on showing Shaun entering the arena from the backstage entry area. He is seen holding a large gym bag which originally, should be holding his wrestling gear. He is seen walking toward the ‘A’ section locker rooms, which are numbered between ‘001’ and ‘019’. As he reaches the beginning of the narrow hallway area, he is stopped by a co-worker of the backstage area for a quick word.

[:-:]'The Co-Worker'Jack Johnson: [:-:]" Hey Shaun, dude, you are seriously not thinking about facing Tank tonight now are you? I mean come on, he would destroy you."

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] "Excuse me? The last time I checked there uh, Jack, you weren't told to go around making stupid little remarks to people who you especially would know of to being the baddest hardcore wrestler in sports entertainment today. You see, the man you know as Tank, is none other then a fake, a disgrace to the WWE, and an embarrassment to all of mankind. He couldn’t get the job done if he was destined to by the forces within, and you know that deep down inside the very pit of your stomach and I do not lie when I speak now. You know that the only reason you say those things about me losing to Tank, is to give yourself a spare laugh because of how boring your life is as of right now. Well, you my friend can go ahead, laugh it all up and suck it all in, but when I have you gasping for air on the floor because of how badly I reversed what your mind is telling you, do not tell the hospital you attend later on tonight that it was my fault."

The Ultimate Assassin turns his back on the co-worker, then slightly tilts his head looking back at him. There is about a seven foot distance between the two men, and then suddenly, Shaun nails a superkick from out of no where on the co-worker knocking him out completely and leaving him laying out cold on the cold, concrete floor to which everyone walks on. Shaun looks toward the camera’s, then he begins to speak."

[:-:]'The Ultimate Asassin ' Shaun Cabalar : [:-:] "You see Tank, sending me some trick co-worker to run his mouth and make me to try and believe that he is intimidating me? You are wrong Tank, some fake co-worker with a big mouth shall not make me be the least bit afraid of someone such as yourself. Do you want to know why Tank? Because there is nothing that you have that I have not already had before more then once. Everything you have done, or accomplished, I have done that plus things that could blow that out of the park. Now while you are sitting back here someplace in your little locker room getting yourself in your wrestling gear, you’d better place your lucky charm in your shorts or your elbow pads, because there is nothing that will cause me to not send you within an inch of your life later on here tonight. Tank you have absolutely no possible idea what it is that you are getting yourself into, and what just happened is a little preview, a little message being sent right back to you flat in your face of what is going to happen. There is no fighting the truth anymore Tank, and right now, that is exactly what it is that you are doing. You are fighting the truth and I am going to be the one thing that pulls the truth out of your body and slams it right back down onto your head. Being a great wrestler in this business requires fame, qualification, and most of all, skills. Something you have no idea about, but show a lot of it. You go out there and burn other wrestlers alive with what it is that you do.Now Tank, I heard what it is that you had to say earlier on here tonight, and I have a few things that I would enjoy saying in remark toward those things that you said. You are right, in just a couple hours the both of us will be facing one another inside that ring, going head to head together like two rabid wolverines.But you know what Tank? What happens to you here tonight, is not of any kind of concern towards me. I am not here tonight to be obligated toward understanding the feelings of my opponents. I am here for one purpose, and that is to make damn well sure that you feel my pain, and understand why I am here to destroy you. You got the advantage over me here tonight, just like you awhile had it on Monday night.I came in and said I could beat anyone and You and Winters proved me wrong, which is just exactly what I have planned for you come later on tonight when I smash your face through that wrestling ring. You see Tank, you are probably hearing the words that come out of my mouth flowing through in and out of your ears right now, and you are probably getting ready to burst allowing your ego get in front of you which will cause you to get into a lot of horrible trouble. Well, let me inform you on a little something, your ego is the one and only thing that I need to boost myself up and break you into tiny pieces. I do not care how dominant of a male wrestler you claim toward being right at this very moment, but you sit around acting like people can read your mind and understand the ways that you are feeling. Nobody around here is capable of reading minds Tank, you have got to open your mouth and force something to literally, come out. you have got to spill your guts to the world and let them know the ways that you are feeling, let them all know what you think about them and why you feel that way. Come tonight, you are going down and let me tell you, you wont enjoy any of it"

Shaun stares into the cameras for about three seconds until he turns around and begins walking in the direction that is away from the cameras. He turns a corner and then is now out of camera view, and then cameras begin looking below at the still remaining knocked out, Co-Worker. Afterwards, cameras go straight into a black screen.