The scene opens as the HCW camera crew is traveling down a remote dirt road. After traveling for about half and hour, the crew enters a clearing and in the clearing is a large building that looks like an old abandoned ware house. As the crew pulls up, the camera focuses in on a large black truck with dual chrome stack pipes, a 5” lift, oversize off road tires, and an 8-foot bed. Just over the door, written in airbrushed metallic blue letters in the name Thunder. The Tom Waits and the camera crew reach the doors, and one of them pushed the buzzer. A voice appears over the speaker.
Voice: Can I help you?
Waits: We have an interview to conduct can we come in?
Voice: Very well, you can enter.
The steel door slowly starts to rise, and the crew enters. They slowly make their way down a long corridor. On the walls are pictures of Thunder in his military garb, medals, and various pics of Thunder in the different feds he’s been in, holding various titles. When they reach the end of the corridor they enter a large area. As the camera pans around the room there is all kinds of weight training equipment in one section. In another section there is various martial arts training devices, and sparing mats. The center of the room there is a wrestling ring. Up on the wall there is a large banner, which reads THUNDER’S SCHOOL OF PAIN. The camera crew enters the large training area. Tom and the crew look around and finally they find Thunder doing Kata. He is wearing no shoes, black windbreaker pants, and no shirt revealing his extremely well built upper body. He finishes up his Kata, and then notices the camera crew has arrived.
Thunder: Oh good it’s you. I’m glad to see you’re on time for once. Well take a seat somewhere and lets get this little party started.
Waits and the cameramen take a seat on a long wooden bench in the far right corner of the room. Thunder walks off into another room, and comes back several minutes later with a towel draped across his neck and bottle of beer in his hand. He pops the top off and takes a long drink, then turns to the cameramen and takes a seat in his leather chair.
Waits: Lately Thunder you have been the target of several people’s comments. First we have someone who wishes to remain nameless, although it’s painfully obvious who it is.
Thunder: Painfully obvious doesn’t give him justice. It’s “The Mercenary” Michael Miller.
Waits: And how do you feel about his recent comments and actions towards you?
Thunder doubles over and bursts out laughing from Waits comments.
Thunder: Miller is nothing but a coward hiding behind a mask. He likes to come out here and insult me, and play with my entrance banner, and make false predictions.
Waits: Well Miller was the WCHW’s very first World Champion, and it appears he’s going to make a go at getting it back.
Thunder: Do you really think I care if Miller was the WCHW’s first world champion. He’s a weakling, a no talent loser. He left the WCHW with his tail between his legs after Spider K beat his ass senseless and took his title from him. He couldn’t accept the fact that he is nothing more than mid card jobber. Sure he’s pretty mean with a can of spray paint, but painting someone’s locker room with graffiti is one thing and stepping into the ring with me, the most dominant wrestler in the WCHW is totally different. If he’s trying to frighten me, or get under my skin to piss me off, he’s failing miserably.
Waits: Well the crowd has certainly responded to his recent actions..
Thunder: Since when did I ever give a shit about what the crowd thought about me. The can love me, hate me, want to kill me, all they want. I could care less about the pathetic crowd, or Miller. He’s nothing compared to me. He’s a washed up former champion who is coming back to the fed he quit to try and make a run for the championship he used to hold. But he’s going to fail quite miserably.
Waits: It seems that you aren’t taking these warnings seriously.
Thunder glares at Waits before taking a long drink from his beer.
Thunder: Why should I. Like I said before, Miller is nothing. If he ever gets a shot at this title, he’ll be stepping into the ring with greatness. He’s going to be stepping into the ring against the most dominant wrestler here, namely me. And when he does, I’ll be more than happy to give him a lesson or two in true pain, and knock him all the way to the bottom of the ladder again.
Waits: Now what about this recent tag team to enter the WCHW Venom. They had some interesting comments about you, along with what seemed to be a threat.
Thunder stares coldly at Waits before finishing his beer.
Thunder: Well Well Viper, and Scorpion have once again arisen from the depths of the darkness. It is good to see you two. And it has certainly been a while. The last time I saw you two was when we walked out of the pitiful fed known as the FWF. We ruled that fed with an iron fist and struck terror into everyone around us. Ahh those were the good old days. But those days are gone, and after you left, I found another fed, and continued the destruction. I followed the multiple paths of the dark and evil, and conquered. I brought my destructive ways into the WCHW, and have reigned supreme. Now you boys come out and say that because I am a part of Redeems faction that I sicken you, and that you will have to show me the err of my ways. Well you may have shown me the way of the darkside. You may have drove out the light that once existed, and turned my heart black, but since then my power has grown far greater than you could imagine. So if you want to try and make me see the err of my ways, then just step up, and I’ll gladly put you two in your place.
Waits: So Thunder about the PPV…
Thunder: What about it?
Waits: What are your feelings about your match with Cajuh Diab Manson.
Thunder: I win. Plain and simple. I’ve kicked Manson’s ass on several occasions now, and I’ll do it once more tomorrow night. What disappoints me is that it isn’t even going to be a challenge for me to kick his ass. So what I’m going to do is take my sweet time and prolong his suffering as much as possible. This match could be over in less than 3 minutes, but instead I’m going to make it last a lot longer. I am going to ever so slowly torture Manson. I want to hear him scream out in pain as I break every bone in his body. And when I’m good and ready, I’ll finish him off with the Storm Front, and leave him in a pool of blood.
Waits: Well thank you for your time Thunder.
Thunder: What ever. Now get the fuck out of here.
The scene fades out as the camera crew and Tom Waits make their exit as Thunder rises and goes back to performing some Kata. Scene cuts.
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