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The scene opens in a room with little to no light. No Sound, no sight. Then suddenly the lights flicker. Sutton: Neat Trick isn't it? Not really. It's rather sad. EWWL, old school, of course, but come on, were not 1980's old school, drop the whole flashing lights thing. Liam Reid doesn't deserve that sort of treatment. Liam you want to stick your nose in my business? Doesn't go over to well with me. You see, I'm not a low class superstar like those other three I put away tonight, oh no, I am the best, I put the STAR in All Star to say the least. And you Liam, you put the lame in lameness. Step into my world boy, step into the real world. There is a knock at the locker room door. Sutton answers it and a hand slips in handing Sutton a note. Sutton takes it and shuts the door, tearing it open and reading it. Sutton: Mmmmhmmm, I see...Well ain't this shit something. It's just come to my attention that this Saturday, Josh Sutton makes his Stairway to Heaven return! Oh and Barbwire fashion as well. I like, I like. Compliments to the chef Stevie, haha. Sutton continues to read over the note and he comes to his opponents. Sutton stares at the paper blankly and a sick smile forms on his face. He tosses the note to the ground and pulls up a chair. Sutton: hmm.hmm..hmm.. Liam Reid, looks like we will not have to wait long at all to settle of meddly differences. Because along with The Living Legend you will step into my ring, in my match, on my turf! Living Legend, seems you were the one who requested the match. You don't learn do you? Of course not, your thick headed and naive, just like Tristan Masters. Tonight Legend, you lost three things. I want you to think about what they were, come on buddy, think. "Your not thinking hard enough. Give up? Tonight, Living Legend you lost your purity, dignity, and pride. And you want to step back into the ring with the very man who took those from you. The world has your eyes covered. Try to open them, will you, understand what your getting yourself into. Saturday, you might not be so lucky just to lose those three things. Saturday, you might lose your career and maybe even your life. Sutton snickers to himself as he switches his position in the chair. Sutton: Liam Reid, you were here before. Old School you are, but you were and probably still are the whipping boy of Nathan Dalgarno. You're the man bitch of Shane Jackson. The Homosexual of Society. The Englishman that I have yourned to unleash hellacious pain apon. Finally my chance Liam, Finally my chance. I'll make a soldier out of you yet son. "Shane...sending a boy to do a man's job. tsk-tsk-tsk. 10 point reduction for you, it seems as though you cannot stand up for yourself. You cannot take the Icon out yourself, so you send Liam Reid. Christ! Your sending an innocent man to die Shane. But we all have to die for our sins, when do you want to die for yours? Silence fills the air as Sutton stands up and paces around the locker room. He comes over to the light switch and faces the camera. Sutton: Liam, Legend, my boys. Learn to swim, because Saturday, when the water hits and the pain surfaces, there willbe no where for you to go but beneath the currents of the undertow. AND THAT MY FRIENDS IS THE FUCKING END! "Lights out boys... Sutton flips the light switch as we... ~FADE TO BLACK
| "To women, I am like a drug....They can't get enough of me. Men envy what I have while their children look up to me as their hero." - Josh Sutton |