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[Scenes are shown from the previous night after Sutton's grueling encounter with EDW's Universal Champion Xavier Citizen. Fade...]
::::Last Night:::: [Sutton walks backstage, a huge scowl on his face as he turns the corner. Aaron Tyler is waiting for him at his dressing room door. Sutton's expression doesn't change as Aaron breaks into a greeting. Aaron Tyler: Mr. Sutton, a word please. Josh Sutton: Oh I have a word for you alright, the word for today is revenge. Which is exactly what I plan to get. Tyler: So I take it the attack orchestrated by Xander tonight will not be taken lightly? Sutton: You hit the nail right on the damn head, Aaron Tyler. Xander wants to walk his little ass to the ring, put his hands on me from behind. That doesn't bode too well with me Aaron, in fact to be frank about the whole scenario, it pisses me off. Tyler: With all due respect, I believe that was his intention. Sutton: Aaron Tyler, don't you stand there and play me out to be an idiot, you might just find yourself on the receiving end of a beating half as bad as I am going to give Xander when I find his ass. (Sutton pulls the camera around and near his face.) Xander I want you to watch closely, yes, that's right open your eyes and ears. Sutton: Normally I would dish out to you a piece of advice that I passed a long to your Universal Champion and running buddy, Xavier Citizen. You fuck with the bull, you get the horns. But I believe we're already past that stage, wouldn't you agree, Aaron? Tyler: Well..erm..uh(Sutton puts his hand on Aaron Tyler's head and moves it up and down) Sutton: Yes? Yes, exactly. Xander, we're in stage two. In retrospect that's a stage you don't want to be in. Why? Because it's the last fucking stage of your life. The second those hands touched me is the second you signed your life contract over, and I'm the contractor. You fucked with me, and now it's time for me to show you what fucking with people is all about. Tyler: Yes wel.. Sutton: SHUT your mouth boy. Don't you ever interrupt me. Because I'm far from finished, oh I'm not even to the climax of tonight insightful event. Xavier Citizen.. I should have listened to you, I should have known, I shouldn't have underestimated you. With the exception of one minor scratch, I did exactly what I said I would do. I left you laying in the middle of the ring, and I defeated you. The only thing I was unsuccessful at was pinning your shoulders to the mat for the 1,2,3. But hey, they always said two out of three ain't bad, right? Right. Sutton: But, with all the shit subsided, we're even right? Wouldn't you say we're even Aaron? Tyler: Well certainly would be a good idea. You attacked him, he had Xander attack you. Yep, seems even. Sutton: WRONG! WRONG WRONG! Xavier, after what took place tonight, we will never be even, not even when I finally get your little punk ass back in the ring, which I will, and next time there won't be a Xander to help you out... Tyler: Funny you should mention that, because you will indeed be able to get a shot at Xavier Citizen, permitting that he can beat Big Daddy Dreamer...only a bigger task stands before you. Two battle royals. 14 in each bracket, the winner faces the champion. Sutton: So I heard, and to be honest, there's nothing I love more than throwing bastards right, left, up, and over the top rope. Thirteen other pieces of trash standing opposite of me. Chalk up a victory, because my destiny is already set in stone. Tyler: Sorry to shatter your dreams, but Xander to is in this battle royal. Sutton: Even more glorious, Two birds with one stone...Well that is if Xander makes it. This interview is over, but on a footnote, Xander, when the water hits and the pain surfaces...ah fuck it, you know the drill. [Sutton shoves Aaron Tyler to the floor and walks into his dressing room, quickly slamming the door as the scene begins to... [~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 |