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[The scene opens up inside the hotel room of Josh Sutton. A vase lays broken on the floor, as Sutton paces around the room with his hands covering his face. Mini Sutton seems to be nowhere in sight. Sutton finally pulls his face from his hands and looks directly into the line of the camera.]
Sutton: I've sat back and watched The One and his band renegade lackies sneak attack one man after another. One, you expect everyone to be fearful and run from you, but I'm not running, and I sure as hell am not scared of you. Sutton: You know, aside from beating Xavier Citizen, I haven't seen you do a damn thing by yourself One. I'm begging, I'm pleading, I'M DYING for you to step up to the plate and attempt one of your masterminded attacks on me. That's not the way the Icon plays his cards. [Sutton grabs a cigarette off the nightstand and puts it between his lips, holding it there while he half toys with a match. Sutton strikes the match and lights the cancer stick.] Sutton: You talk about Xander being the patient one, you will test those patients....I however am not a patient man, and I'm tired of waiting. I'm tired of sitting here in this hotel room, comtemplating what will happen on Turmoil. But I've come to a conclusion, one that is going to be a hard pill for you to swallow Unlimited, even harder for you One. You see, Friday night, there will be nothing standing in my way, nothing will stop me from getting my hands on you and your posse, One. It's time for the talking to stop and the pain to start. Sutton: You talk about taking the fight out of me. There's been many men before you to bestow that promise before me, and I'm still here. The only way you're going to take the fight out of me, is to kill me dead. I believe in eye for an eye. You sneak attack me, you beat me in numbers, there will be hell to pay. I don't care if I alone have to walk into the depths of hell and step into your viscious circle jerk. [Sutton takes a puff from the cigarette, talking a moment to inhale, then exhaling the toxins. Sutton's eyes return to the camera, filled with complete seriousness.] Sutton: You're failing to realize the situation at hand here, Unlimited, One. You can add as many numbers to your little group as you deem nessecary. You can take under the whole EdW and lead them, and still I will continue to fight. You talk about a traitor within EdW..that you must control..that you will control. Let them show their true colors, and let me show them what a TRUE ass kicking is all about. Sutton: And then, there's a waste of my time, my so called opponent for Friday... Jason Jameson. Jameson, credit where credit is due, you won your battle royal, you won, you did. But you're wasting precious time, kid, precious time. And when you waste my time, you test my patience...and patience is something I have not a lot of right now. Jameson, unfortunately, you have to be an example this week, nothing more, nothing less than my whipping boy. Sutton: One..Unlimited..See you on Friday. [~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 |