[Foreward] When you talk about tag teams, pain and pleasure go hand in hand. This situation has brought upon both. My words have been like darts screeching through the air, impaling the mind of THG. Pain at its finest hour. This brings me an immense amount of pleasure, and for this reason I haven't been able to remove the smile from my face. Through these eyes I can see my hand raised in victory as The Hired Gun lay prone to the mat, battered and beaten, proven to be nothing more than, as I said, hype. These visions never fail me. THG, I welcome crucifiction, but I must warn you... I died for your sins once; never will I do it again.
[Scene] Smack... Smack... Smack... Repeated thundering shots can be heard throughout a local gym. Josh Sutton can be seen showcasing his agility on the speed bag, using 'Rocky' like tactics to obviously condition himself for the battle that precedes him tonight.
Sutton: I must applaud you, Mr. Gun. Beating up that menacing youngster at The Plunge.. In my name no less. That's even better than the tape. I'm ever so glad to see that my games have managed to seep into that tiny little head of yours. But unfortunately the time for games has subsided and now the physical side lays in wait. Are you ready THG? Are you ready to place the foot through the door? It doesn't matter. Because as soon as that foot enters the door I'll be there to slam it shut. Because make no mistake about it, beating on me will only delay the inevitable. I've said it once and I'll say it again, now for the last time, you were born to fail, and so you shall.
[Scene] Sutton crouches down low to the ground, looking up at the target speed bag. In a feint swoop Sutton leaps up executing a Tiger uppercut, knocking the bag free from its position. Sutton Tai Au rolls to his feet and sits flat to the ground, staring into the camera.
Sutton: I realize you're scared THG. It's okay to be scared sometimes. I wish I could tell you that it will all be over soon, but it won't. I'm afraid I must make an example of you, precious. As much as it hurts me to do so..
[Scene] Sutton smirks menacingly at his sarcasm.
Sutton: I've been at square one for far too long, THG. It's time for my uprising, and you have just enough hype to lift me. Defeating you just simply won't be enough. I must take and take until there's nothing for you to give.
[Scene] We can hear the sound of footsteps approaching from the distance. An older man of about fifty walks up behind Sutton, standing with his arms crossed.
Man: Well, you 'bout ready there Sutton?
Sutton: Ah, Jack. Indeed, give me just a spare moment. Then we'll be on our way to the arena.
Jack: No problem, kiddo.
[Scene] A slight look of agitation comes over Josh's face but it quickly subsides as he nods at Jack Riley, his mentor and trainer. Jack turns away and walks off, leaving Sutton in solitude yet again.
Sutton: THG, if you had the brains of your wife you might be dangerous. But unfortunately your God wasn't very generous to you. Therefore you're made to be the casual pawn to the masses. Never leader, always follower. Sad, but true.
Sutton: I'm through playing games now.. Tonight when your music sounds and you walk down that aisle.. with the snot running down your nose, the fear running down your spine, and the PISS running down your leg... You will know that the currents are coming... that they're sorrounding you like a incessant haze... Tonight I take your dignity, purity, pride, and spoil your debut. You bring the beer.. I'll bring the blood.. And we'll have us a helluva hardcore shindig...
[Scene] Sutton lets out of small laugh then snaps a look of seriousness, almost obsessiveness.
Sutton: And all of my children said... THAT MY FRIENDS IS THE END!
[Scene] Sutton leaps to his feet and turns heading toward the exit. As he nears it he turns his head around and feeds the camera a sadistic smile as we begin to fade out.