[Scene] A drop of water splashes onto a wooden surface. The camera slowly begins to pan out until the drops are longer... Soon the camera comes to an eye, showing the source of the drops. The focus takes a backstep revealing Josh Sutton. He's shaking and the tears are rolling freely. His lip quivers as his eyes are burning through a book... A photo album.
Sutton: Shad...
[Scene] Sutton wipes the tears away, turning to the next page of the photo album. In the picture a young Josh stands side by side with a large, muscular man. Title belts are strapped across their shoulders. Smiles broaden the horizon of the picture.
Sutton: Shad and I... Back in the early 90's, we broke into the business together. He had the size. He had the looks. All of the scouting agents predicted him to go pro first. Funny...
[Scene] Sutton taps the end of a cigarette on the table, dabbling with it. He puts it between his lips and lights it. After a slow inhale, he continues.
Sutton: It'd be an understatement to claim that it went to his head. He was on cloud nine. He became almost intolerable to be around, even if we were racking in the fame, fortune, and titles on the indy scene.
[Scene] Sutton inhales the rest of the cigarette and flicks it to the table. Another tear forms and spills from his eye. He quickly blinks it away and it lands in the pile of ashes. He flips to the next page. There's a large group photo that catches the eye. Josh and Shad stand in between their trainers, Maxwell Sutton and Victor Blood.
Sutton: Heh... It's so surreal. This was the last photograph I ever had taken with him. This was taken right after I got a call from Eiji Takamura, representing Burning Spirit Pro Wrestling... I got the big call up and I could see the anguish in my cousin's eyes. The pinch of jealousy, but he held it back. He held it back for me even though it killed him inside.
Sutton: I remember the plane ride to the Orients. I remember it very well... I had a sense of regret in my conscience. It felt as if I was closing the door on someone that had been there to help elevate me. But I ignored it, because I wanted to prove my naysayers wrong.
[Scene] A sarcastic smirk escapes Josh as he closes the book.
Sutton: About six months into my tour I received a call from my father. He spoke to me for several hours, keeping me calm. He told me of Shad's trifles... How he had pissed his career away on cocaine and gambling... I asked dad if I should come home, and he told me no. He said he'd take care of it.
Sutton: Heh... Another few months down the road, I get another call. It's dad again, bearing me bad news once again. Turns out my cousin is in a local Vegas hospital after an attempted overdose on pills. "Everything is fine... Everything will be okay." I wanted to come home, but my better judgment kept me in Japan.
Sutton: Then it happened... I got the call that has haunted me to this day... "Shad Sutton, 26, found dead in Las Vegas hotel room with self-inflicted gun shot wound to the head. Investigation pending..."
Sutton: The only investigation that should have taken place was against me. I wasn't there for him. I wasn't there for him when he needed me the most. I turned my back on the only man I've ever considered a brother. While I was in Japan, having the time of my life and making myself... My cousin, the destined one was here in this shit city, fading away. Lock me up...
[Scene] Sutton's head finds itself buried in his hands. He's visibly trembling in a crying state. When he resurfaces there's a tone of anger in his voice. One that we've never heard before.
Sutton: This is something I've had to deal with for five long, hard fucking years. The mental anguish has ripped my head apart. And you've exposed this to others, Keyser Soze. You've shown my weakness. You've ripped my chest open and shown the world my heart. This goes beyond matches.. Beyond titles.. Beyond feds.. Beyond sluts. You have entered a world of endless torture... You speak so fluently of YOUR world...
[Scene] Sutton's eye twitches as he's no longer shaking with tears, but of shear anger.
Sutton: Well Soze! From now on, you can live in your world but we're going to fucking PLAY in mine. I've never quite been able to forgive myself for not being there when I was needed the most. But I can put my conscience to rest finally, Keyser. You've opened that cellar door for me.
Sutton: Soze... At Sins of Summer IV, I put the past behind me. This one isn't for me... It isn't for CHZ...
Sutton: Shad... This one's for you! And with that said! Keyser Soze! The wicked winds of my world are blowing... The sirens are ringing... The applicable measures have been balanced... When the waters hit and the pain surfaces... There will be nowhere for you to go, but beneath the currents of the pasts' undertow...
Sutton: For my cousin... That my friends, is the end.
[Scene] The scene fades into the ashes on the table. As we fade further into them the screen turns to fuzz... Fade To Black.