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Date Posted: 18:53:31 08/26/02 Mon
Author: Xtreme
Subject: It is not a nice day for a walk in the park

(The scene opens in a apartment that seems familiar and upon closer inspection it is the apartment of Xtreme. The apartment looks a lot different clean, so having Ambre stay was a good idea after all. No one is in the apartment right now, except for Xtreme, who is sitting in his E-Z chair, flipping through the channels on the TV. He looks bored with the TV and turns it off. He sets the remote down on the arm rest of the chair and stands up and looks into the camera)


Xtreme: Well at least I'll have competition this week, even though the only man who seemingly cares about the match is Nicholas "Who?" Wolfwood, that is no matter. I am more then ready and willing to get my hands on Haseem Nasser Ali and I will show him what happens when you screw with Mr. Storm's plans. Him and his buddy Craven, The Usual Suspects, ruined everything when they challenged the Assassin and myself and put our #1 Contendership for the Legion titles up. Me and the Assassin were supposed to be the next Legion champions. We were supposed to take the titles away from the Violent Femmes...away from the Circle; but now that plan is fucked up worse than Nicholas Wolfwood is in the head. Ali was the one who ended the match and stole our Legion title #1 contendership, and I will personally make him pay for what he has stolen from myself and the Assassin. I can't wait until I can get my hands on him and show him what happens when you fuck up Mr. Storm's plans, when you fuck up the plans of his Chosen One. I may not be in any position to get back my #1 Contendership, but beating the tar out of one of the guys who robbed me of it is the next best thing and beat the tar out of him I will. Sure this is not like a singles match where I can focus all of my attention on Ali, but what threat do Demetri Lynn and Nicholas Wolfwood pose to me? Not enough of a threat to make me forget about the beating I'm going to hand out to Ali. Those two will probably be too busy bickering about who is the bigger newbie to worry about myself and Ali. Besides, when they see what coming Ali’s way is, they won't want to have anything to do with me. But for some reason, Ali has yet to come on TV and say a word about this week, or last week. I would've thought the great "One Nut Wonder" Ali had more respect for me, but I suppose these Circle-Jerks don't have respect for anyone but themselves. But if Ali doesn't offer the resistance I hope he does, I do have an alternative plan that should prove to be most entertaining. Over the past few days I've noticed that Nicholas Wolfwood has a few choice words for Mr. Storm's Chosen One. This kid....this NOBODY has the nerve to call me washed up and has been? Look, boy, I'm just getting started and I don't intend to let a little punk like you stand in my way. You ramble on and on and on endlessly about shit that not even I care about...you make me sit through all your stupid crap to hear you talk for less than a minute about how I am washed up and I suck. Who in the blue, bloody, fucking HELL do you think you are? You start quoting Skylar Thomas and bringing up the fact that I lost to him once, without stating the fact that it was ME who got the win over Skylar Thomas in our first meeting in the Colosseum title tournament. Did you just...conveniently forget about that? I suppose you can attribute it to selective memory. You want to know why you are being put into a main event already and that it took me a year? Because you're in one of the THREE count them THREE tag teams in the GWA...that is IT. Nothing else...not talent, not skill, you happened to be in the right place at the right time. The GWA is pushing the tag division, you happen to be in a tag team, you get the spotlight for a few moments. You didn't EARN the spotlight like I had to. You don't DESERVE the spotlight like I do. Once I knock you down off of that cloud you seem to be floating on, you'll be opening Insurrection like a good newbie should be doing. Don't worry, Wolfwood, I'll be at Insurrection. I'll be there ready and waiting to see if you can back up any of the big talk you've been spitting at me because, quite frankly, I think you are full of SHIT.


(Xtreme pauses and collects his thoughts then begins to speak again)


Xtreme: But as if the Circle and these newbies weren't enough to keep the Chosen One occupied, Lost Worlds is still on my case about me screwing his wife. I don't know what the hell is wrong with him but it obvious Lost is not going to listen anymore. After he attacked me last week, the gloves came off. If it is a fight Lost wants, it's a fight he's found. If I said all these years I hadn't cared about losing to him all those years ago, I'd be lying. If I said I'd like another shot at Lost I'd be telling the straight truth and it finally seems Lost has given me a good reason shut his mouth after all these years. All the fights we had in the IWF were meaningless...the IWF was meaningless. Nothing back then matters anymore, the only thing that matters now is the fact that Lost attacked me I'll be damned if I'm gonna let him get away with it. Lost has been bragging about the fact that he's beaten me in the past and honestly, it started to get on my nerves. Times change, Lost, and people do too. I may not have been able to take you down back then but now...I have no reserve about beating you into a pulp, if that is what you truly want. When you attacked me last week, it wasn't so much the fact that you attacked me...it was the sheer shock that he actually is that much out of his mind that he attacked me. After it happened I remember thinking to myself, "What the FUCK just happened? Did Lost just attack me?!" I knew we had been at each others throats recently, but I never thought it would've driven him to take these sort of steps toward whatever twisted goal he is trying to reach. I thought Lost was just angry...just needed time to blow off some steam and he'd come around just like after that Fabio incident last year but this time it seems Lost has really gone off the deep end. I don't know what pushed him into the deep end, but if he plans on staying there I'm not going to sit back and let him attack me week after week. I said before Lost if it's a fight you want, it's a fight you've got. I don't know what's been running through Lost's head lately but until he changes...we are both in for some rough times. Ah damn, look at the time, I'm supposed to go meet Ambre and Jake in the park!


(Xtreme finds his shoes and slips them on as his exits his apartment quickly. The scene cuts to Ambre and Jake playing frisbee in the park. They toss it back and forth a few times, Jake seems more experienced at tossing the frisbee than Ambre, who's throws wobble and frequently hit the ground early. Then Ambre tries to compensate for this and wings the frisbee with all her might. The frisbee sails over Jake's head and he turns to watch where it lands. He walks over to pick it up and suddenly a foot steps down onto the frisbee so Jake cannot pick it up. Jake looks up to see who is hindering from picking up the frisbee and it is none other than the leader of the Pikachu Posse, Morton, who has two of his little buddies with him. Jake stands up so he can look down at Morton)


Jake: Morton, what do you want?


Morton: First off, junior, you address me as Pikachu Master Morton. Secondly, this frisbee landed in our turf. It's ours now.


Jake: First off, MORTON, you're only ten so you can't call me junior. This isn't your "turf", it's a public park!


Morton: Well this here area is ours, you sees those tags over there? That means this place is ours!


(Jake looks up at a tree and sees a crudely drawn picture of a Pikachu in yellow crayon. Jake rolls his eyes as Ambre walks up to the group and looks puzzled)


Ambre: What's going on here, Jake?


Jake: Nothing, Ambre. I was just getting the frisbee and...


Morton: Hey, who's the dame?


(Ambre looks slightly insulted)


Jake: This is my friend Ambre and we were playing frisbee so if you'll excuse me, I'll be taking it back now.


(Jake shoves Morton lightly off the frisbee. Not hard, but enough to get his foot off the frisbee. Jake reaches down to pick up the frisbee, but he has apparently made Morton angry. Morton jumps on top of Jake, and his two friends follow suit. Ambre looks more surprised at what she's seeing than scared or fearing for Jake's well being. Jake stands up and shakes Morton off his back and pushes the other two away. Morton picks himself up and takes another run at Jake, but this time his two friends hold Jake's legs and Morton jumps into Jake's chest, knocking him flat on his back. Now Ambre seems a little more concerned than before as Morton is now weakly pummeling the prone Jake. Just then, Xtreme walks up in the picture and up to Ambre)


Xtreme: Hey Ambre what's going....what the hell!


(Xtreme drags Morton off of Jake and gets the two other kids off his legs. Morton tries to get at Jake again, but Xtreme holds him at arms length)


Morton: Lemme at 'im! I'm murderlize the jerk!


Xtreme: Damnit, Morton, why do you always have to mess with Jake?


Morton: Because it's fun and easy.


Xtreme: You got a point there but that doesn't make it right! I suggest you boys leave before I go and do something rash like...


Morton: What? Beat up us little kids? Yeah, you're real tough, Xtreme.


Xtreme: I was thinking more along the lines of...hmm...burning each of your Pokemon card binders? How does that sound?


(Morton looks terrified that Xtreme threatened his cards and backs off considerably)


Morton: You may have won this round, Jake, but mark my words this is not over!


(Morton and his two lackies walk off and Xtreme looks over at Jake)


Xtreme: Jake don't tell me you couldn't handle Morton and his two friends by yourself.


Jake: Oh, I had everything well in hand when you showed up, trust me.


Ambre: That's not what it looked like to me.


Xtreme: And when you say "in hand", Jake, does that mean letting Morton use your face as a punching bag?


Jake: Yes...I mean no! I was about to bust out my black magic kung fu on them but you showed up right before I was...uh...about to...use...it.


Xtreme: Sure, Jake.


Jake: I was!


(Ah, another fine day in the park for Xtreme and Jake. A game of frisbee ends in Jake getting taken down by three ten year olds...same old same old for Xtreme and his friends. Xtreme, Jake and Ambre get the frisbee and walk back over to the stroller where Y is fast asleep. The three sit down under the shade of a tree and Ambre says)


Ambre: I hope you understand how much I appreciate you letting me stay with you, Xtreme. I know you have a big match this week against Ali, Wolfwood, and Lynn but I hope I won't have to be bothering you much longer.


Xtreme: Ambre, you can stay with me as long as you need to. I do have a big match this week, but you aren't affecting it at all. I'm going to have my revenge on Ali one way or another and I'm going to shut Nicholas Wolfwood's mouth for him before it gets him into any more trouble.


Jake: What about Demetri Lynn?


Xtreme: What about him? He hasn't even shown his ugly mug on TV yet to talk about our match. He doesn't care, he doesn't matter. Sure Critically Acclaimed may have had a Legion title shot last week, but did they win? No, just like both of them will fail at this Insurrection's double main event. They were given a shot because they Violent Femmes hadn't had any competition and they needed a match so the GWA threw them some fresh meat in the way of Critically Acclaimed. Demetri Lynn is of threat to me whatsoever, Ali and Wolfwood are the people I need to watch in this match. I need to get revenge on Ali for screwing me and Assassin out of our legion title shot and Wolfwood is just really getting on my nerves. I may give him just a bad a beating as Ali just because I hate newbies who think they are automatically supposed to be given everything they want. Wolfwood can talk big, but I doubt he has nearly what it takes to back up such threatening words. He can play his stupid stories about him and his cadre of losers doing whatever it is they do because frankly, I didn't care to watch ANYTHING other than what pertained to me and after sitting through a half hour of crap, I get about a minute's worth of stuff that actually was relevant to Insurrection. I don't know who the hell you think you are, Wolfwood, but if you picked the wrong man to piss off. I've come off a couple of big losses lately and I need something to take my mind off of them....and I think a good old fashioned ass whooping is just what the doctor ordered. I'll make you eat every word you ever uttered about me and you'll hope against hope that there is some shred of mercy left in my being when in fact...there was never any mercy to begin with. Once I get started, nothing can stop me. Hell, Skylar Thomas set me on fire a couple weeks ago and I'm still here, ready to fight. I went though hell last week in a last man standing hell in a cell match, Nicky, do you think you can stand that? I highly doubt you could, yet you still insist that I am a "nobody" and that I "suck" as you so eloquently put it. But I know next week you'll be pulling excuses out of your ass to explain your loss to me, just like you were pulling reasons out of your ass as to why you're going to win this week. Listen, I'm sick of talking about you, Nicholas, so I'm gonna enjoy this day at the park with my friends and not worry about how bad you're going to "kick my ass" at Insurrection.


(Xtreme stops talking and turns back to Jake and Ambre as the scene fades out to black)

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