|| Stepping on Toes ||

[Foreward] There's always been one thing that I've excelled at more than any other... And that's pissing people off.. Whether it be from a physical or psychological aspect, it doesn't matter. No one can piss another human being off quite as well as I can(with style too). Well, it looks like Possessed Sickness are filling some mighty big shoes... so it's time to start stepping on toes.

[Scene] The scene opens backstage a little before WILD hits the air. Josh Sutton is inside his locker room doing some warm-up exercises. There's a knock at the door and Josh turns his attention to it, answering with an annoyed "come in". The door opens and in walks Carol Diamond. She smiles at Sutton whom looks back with a look of dismay. He shakes his head and drops to a squat on the floor, looking up. Diamond walks the rest of the way into the room, shutting the door slightly behind her.

Sutton: What can I do for you... Miss Diamond?

Diamond: I've been trying to get an exclusive interview with you since you entered the ranks here in Chaos Heat Zone.

Sutton: I'm well aware of this Carol.. Thus the reason I run from you in the corridors. You seen, Carol, I don't fear much in this world. In fact, there's really only one thing I fear and that's stupidity. And that Carol Diamond is something my opponent and yourself have in common. All journalists have a stupid aura that glides around them. They pretend not to know shit and ask stupid questions that leave their interviewee's with a dumbfounded expression on their faces. Look into my eyes Carol.

[Scene] The camera pans up to see Carol looking down at Sutton. It gets a shot of both of them gazing at the other.

Sutton: Does this look like the face of a man who likes to be fed bullshit and treated like a common imbecile?

Diamond: You misunde...

Sutton: I believe I asked you a question, lady.

Diamond: No.

. Sutton: Then why must you barge in here in the middle of my warm ups and interrupt me? I realize that I'm the hot shot on the block these days, but really, don't flatter yourself by thinking I'd give you the time of day.

Diamond: Oh my god, whatever. I'm out of here.

[Scene] Carol starts to walk off but Sutton clears his throat.

Sutton: However, young lady, since you've already interrupted me, I feel ogligated to waste some of your time and get a point across to the mediocre asshole that steps into the ring to go toe to toe with me tonight, and that would be Sutton Enemy Number One's brother, Stetas.

Diamond: I can cope with that.

Sutton: Of course you can.

Diamond: Do you feel at all threatened that this could possibly be a setup masterminded by Possessed Sickness?

Sutton: Wow, a somewhat intelligent question. To answer, I'd have to say yes, Carol, that has been processed through my thought process. And if that's the case; good. I would love nothing more than for Damian to march his ass down to the ring. I wouldn't mind giving the fans and Damian himself a little taste of what's to come at Hell To Pay.

Diamond: Rumors have been circulating around here that you might be instituting a special match type.

Sutton: I don't like to spoil surprises, so I'll just have to leave you and the rest of the ponderers in a state of angst. But know this, the match I've chosen will leave an everlasting impact on Damian as it has the last three times I've competed in one.

Diamond: Well, I...

Sutton: That's all I have to say.

Diamond: But...

Sutton: No, Carol, that's all I have to say. But before you go Carol, Stetas tonight when the water hits and the pain surfaces there will be no where for you to go but beneath the currents of my undertow. Say it with the children, Carol... AND to the people in TV Land, THAT MY FRIENDS IS THE END!

[Scene] The scene fades to a commercial for tonight's WILD, pointing out the key matches.