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Date Posted: 14:01:43 01/20/03 Mon
Author: Trent Rudiger
Subject: Re: Countdown to Immortality, Part II-Two Days
In reply to: Trent Rudiger 's message, "Countdown to Immortality, Part I-Three Days" on 23:38:53 01/19/03 Sun

* We are greeted with the view of someone's hotel room. The room looks as if someone has been living in it for a couple of days. The bed is completely disheveled, with the blankets strewn about. The floor has clothes littered about as if thrown in a haphazard manner. There is a black suitcase that lies open in the corner of the room. It has been thoroughly rummaged in, no doubt in an attempt to find clothes for each day. Next to it lies a black gym bag. Strangely, this bag has not even been opened. In the background, we can hear the sound of a shower running. As we make our way into the bathroom, the shower cuts out and a hand grabs a towel. After a moment the shower curtain opens and steam expands to encompass the entire room. As the figure makes their way to the mirror the glass has become completely fogged. A moment later a hand wipes away a circle in the glass to reveal the face of Trent Rudiger. He continues to wipe a bigger circle in the mirror as he dries himself off. Rudiger looks a little bit worried throughout this entire routine of waking up. He looks as if there are many different thoughts plaguing his mind causing him this level of stress that he appears to be under. All of a sudden, Rudiger starts talking to himself. *

Rudiger (to himself): Travis Smith. I still can not believe it. I have the unbelievable task of taking on Travis Smith. Damn, President Stevens. I should be in the tournament already. But no, he has to screw with me just so that his little group has better chances. Better chances. Then he gives me another opportunity for the PRO title, but makes me face Travis Smith. This was a man who put it all on the line in the Web of Pain at Rock Bottom. This is a man who has been around for along time. This is a man who is my opponent Wednesday.

* Trent has finished cleaning up the bathroom and has made his way into the main room. He cleans up a little and grabs some clothes out of the already messed up suitcase. He heads back into the bathroom and shuts the door. A few seconds later he reemerges fully dressed and walks over to the phone. He dials a number and a voice responds.

Voice: Hello, Thank you for calling room service what can I get you?

Rudiger: Hello? Wow, you speak English very well.

Voice: Thank you. I spent a few years in the United States. What can I get for you?

* Rudiger spends a moment looking over the provided menu and places his order with the voice on the phone.

Voice: Thank you for placing your order. It should be ready and up to you in about a half an hour.

Rudiger: Thanks.

* Rudiger hangs up the phone and walks over to the chair and sits down. He grabs a pad of paper and a pen. He begins to write some things down, but what he is writing can not be seen.

Rudiger (to himself): Okay. Travis Smith. Smith is skilled all-around but really likes to use his brawling ability. He will definitely make this more of a fight than a wrestling match. But, he does like to use technical aspects of wrestling, like STF's and such. I also need to be prepared for the Last Breath. I can't let him since me in that or I may not be able to escape. Okay. Now me on the other hand. I will have to use my speed and quickness like I always do, but I will also have to take advantage of some high-flying maneuvers. I have to be ready for this match. This is my opportunity to really stake my claim here in the CWF. Quite possibly, without a shadow of a doubt this Wednesday will be my chance to claim some degree of immortality. Either that or get my ass handed to me three ways to Sunday.

* Trent stands up and makes his way over to the blinds of his hotel room. His opens them up, bathing the room in a new level of brightness. He walks back to the chair and sits down again. He again starts writing on that same pad and begins talking to himself again. *

Rudiger (to himself): Yeah, I have a great challenge before me Wednesday. Probably my biggest challenge yet in the CWF. I need to be prepared. I need to hit the gym.

* With that, Trent gets up and heads over to his as of yet untouched black bag. He opens it up revealing all of his wrestling gear. He grabs a pair of sweats and a sweatshirt and folds the flap back over the bag. He makes his way to the door, but not before grabbing his key to the room. As he passes the table, he looks down upon the pad that he was writing on it. He quickly underlines three things. As he is closing the door to his room, he says one more thing to himself. He says what almost has become his mantra for now. *

Rudiger (to himself): My countdown to immortality ends Wednesday.

* The door shuts. With the room now completely empty the view slowly focuses on the pad in which Trent was writing. The piece of paper reads: Passion, Responsibility, Originality. Over and over, those three words. The last three words however are different. These are the words that Rudiger underlined: Glory. Smith. PRO. *

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