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[Foreward] Last Night history was made once again in the career of Josh Sutton. Thousands of fans stood on their feet and cheered as Big Daddy Dreamer set to give Sutton a huge superplex. Sutton dodged the attack and went for a front face lock of his own, he hooked BDD's leg and delivered one of the most frightening Twisting Fisherman Buster's the world had laid eyes on. Following up, Sutton made a cover, which could possibly be the longest three count in his decade long career. Sutton's arm was raised and the blood, sweat, and tears leaked down his face as he was handed the Universal title. Another shock to the EdW fans was seeing Shocka, former JEW3 alumni back to haunt Josh Sutton's life. His plot was to ruin the chances of Josh Sutton's title victory but his personal influence could not stand in the way of the true 'Icon's' way. Aside from that last night, we learned that Malcolm King, the disturbed outside alias of Xavier Citizen, now known as Wrestler X had taken the identity of The One. The crowd watched in horror as he orchestrated an outlandish attack on Xander, ending with him being crucified to the steel cage structure by handcuffs and lifted into the air. Is anyone safe anymore...must everyone continuously watch their back until Malcolm King and his group of thugs are laid to rest...This looks like a job for Batman..
[Prolouge to scene] The setting is Chicago, Illinois. The time is 10:29 A.M. The scene is Josh Sutton, inside his house. [Scene] A loud yawn escapes Josh as he drowsily walks down a corridor. A large bandage is placed over his right eye, obviously there to cover the damage he obtained at Lethal Injection just last night. His eyes are bloodshot and he appears to be lacking sleep. He steps into the kitchen and turns on the coffee maker. Ashley, Josh's wife steps onto the scene. Ashley walks over and puts her arms around him. "How's the champ feeling this morning?" Sutton smiles weakly. "Well, the champ's not feeling much like a champ to tell you the truth. My head feels like it was bounced off the ring about a thousand times." "That's because it was." Sutton rubs his head. "Oh.. That would definately explain this migraine." Ashley reaches over Sutton's head and opens a medicine cabinet. She drops three tylenol into Josh's palm. "Take these." Sutton takes them. "Thanks." Sutton pours himself a cup of coffee and takes a sip of the steaming black substance. "Josh...I know this probably isn't the right time to be asking such a thing but...well. Sutton stops drinking his coffee for a moment and looks at her. "What is it? Is it about your affair with Mini Sutton, I already forgave you for that..PLEASE tell me it didn't happen again. "No, no, no sweety, nothing like that... "Then what? "When can I start going back out on the road with you...like old times. "OOOH NO YOU DON'T! I should have seen this coming. Everytime I allow you to come along I end up getting set off my game. I end up making some unfortunate mistake and lose because of your appearance at ringside. Not this time, not this federation, you're staying home where you belong...in this room, cooking. "Fine.. It just gets so boring here. Always having to sleep in the same bed alone." "You don't have to be alone all the time, that's what they invented vibrators for. Ashley face goes a bright red and anger fills her. She balls her fists up. "Oh, sometimes I don't even know why I put up with you." Ashley storms out of the room and Sutton laughs for a moment. "Women.." Ding Dong..the sound of the doorbell is heard. There's a moment of silence and again the door bell is rang. "Jesus Christ, get the fucking door Ashley", Sutton yells. "FUCK YOU!", she yells back in response. "God damn, what use are women except for giving head and having sex?" Sutton makes a slow walk to the door and it rings again. "Hold your damn horses, jackass, I'm coming." [Scene] Sutton pushes the latch over and opens the door. EdW's head reporter Aaron Tyler stands on the otherside of the door. Sutton thinks for a moment, then starts to shut the door. Aaron puts his foot in front of it and tries to push it back open. "Damnit, Tyler, what the hell do you want? It's Ten-Thirty in the morning. Aaron Tyler takes a moment and looks at his watch. "Actually, it's about eleven. Can I come in? Sutton ponders for a moment. "Let me think about it." He puts his fingers on his chin and plays with his goatee. "Nah." Sutton tries to shut the door again but Aaron is already halfway in the house. "Damnit, Aaron Tyler, you have got to be the most annoying, overcomposed reporter EdW has on their staff." Tyler scratches his head. "Why thank you Josh." Aaron smiles as he takes off his coat and tosses it onto the rack beside the door. ~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 |