....Just make sure you're there. I want a definate win over this guy. yeah, yeah... We had a good run in that federation. Im solo now, remember that though man. Yes, i know. Look, I'll meet you at the house in an hour or so. Be there, so we can strategize this out more, Just don't fuck me over, alright, I'm out.

Interviewer: Mr. Sutton

What the fuck are you trying to do!? Give me a god damn heart attack? jesus, what is it with you reporters. Always in other people's business. I can't ever do anything without a reporter hanging on my shoulder. What do i owe this "pleasure".

Well, mind if we take this into a place alittle less freezing?

Is this going to take long, I got alittle bit of business at the house.

I would really like to get this interview with you Mr. Sutton.

Fuck... Ok... You got 30 minutes. No more than that.. Understand... Follow me..

Sutton, the interviewer, and the camera man walk into a chinese restraunt.

I'll have a curry with a sidedish of yakizoba, hold the soy sauce. Bottle of red wine also please.

Nothing for us. We're here with him.

Sutton moves to the back of the restraunt. He takes up one of the booths and Simon sits in the other.

Ok first things first, Mr. Sutton, care to inform us who exactly that was you were talking to on the phone just a few seconds ago?

That's none of your damn business, Simon. I will tell you this though, if all goes according to plan, on the 26th, The Legend and the whole state of EWWL will bare witness to a VERY shocking occurance.

Polls allover the internet have been taken and they say The Living Legend could be your biggest challenge ever.

I really don't give a damn what the internet polls have to say. I really don't give a damn what the wrestling marks have to say, because as good as The Living Legend is, I am only 10 times better than that.

Even some of the wrestlers in the back feel that The Living Legend has alittle bit of an advantage over you.

You don't get it do you? They obviously don't know me. People need to start doing their homework alittle more and stop running their mouths before they know the facts. All the guys in the back are jealous of me. I am the fastest rising star to ever step foot into the EWWL, and they can't stand it. Durst can't stand it, L^2 can't stand it, Ac Carter can't stand, HELL even you can't stand it.

I have no opinion. I have total respect for you, Josh. I have respect for all the guys in the back. But you're going to sit there and tell me you have no worries?

I don't get worried. I have said that time and time again, I never get worried. To be worried, is to be weak. And everyone knows Icon's aren't weak. And even if i did get worried, why the fuck would i be worried, I have a big surprise, and some of the best abilities the sport has ever seen.

A small Japanese waiter brings Sutton his dish, covered in soy sauce. Josh looks down at it and looks pretty pissed off when he raises his head. The Japanese man bows his head and Sutton jumps up. Evenflow DDT through the catering tray! Sutton turns the waiter onto his back and grabs his throat.

I HATE SOY SAUCE.

Sutton picks up the plate and throws it down onto the young waiter. He then brushes himself off and takes a seat once again.

Jesus! Sutton, calm down, you're going to get yourself arrested before the big "Full Force" event.

DONT YOU TELL ME WHAT TO DO, I will do to you what i just did to him, and don't think i won't either boy, I'm in a worse mood now then before. Hurry up with your fucking questions so i can get out of this dump.

Ok, Ok, sorry. Just calm down. Ok so you are confident about your victory over The Living Legend coming up at the return "Full Force" event?

Isn't that what i've been saying all along? There is nothing i can do to be anymore readier. I am going into this match thinking only three things. 1. Pain. 2. Suffering. 3. Gold. In that order. Legend, it's going to be a night for you alright, a nightmare, only it's going to be a reality nightmare. And after i'm finished with you, you might as well retire, because YOU will never have another piece of gold around your waist as long as I am still breathing. Understand that going into this match. On Tuesday, I close your book.......for good.

Very well. Now another man that you seem to be having very disputive comments with as of now, is our world champion, Dillion "The Legacy" Durs..

First off, He's your world champion, Not mine. He didn't beat me for that title. I've said it before, HE should be kissing my feet and thanking me that he didnt have to try and take the title away from me. If it wasn't for this fucking knee of mine, i would still have that beautiful golden hunk of gold around my waist. You say you are the champion, because you are the best. No, You are the champion, because that piece of shit, AC Carter, fucked Stevie .C out of the title. Hell, you shouldn't even have that fucking title, you should just give it to AC, since he is really the one that beat the hell out of Stevie. He basically handed you the damn belt. You're just his little puppet.

I would have to agree with some parts of that Mr. Sutton. It was indeed a cheap victory over Stevie .C, however you can't doubt that Durst has alot of talent backing that world title.

The only thing Dillion Durst does is run his mouth. But he won't be able to run it when my foot is cramed down it. I could really care less how long you've been here. I could really care less how many times you've held the United States title. And i really don't give a damn that you call yourself the world champion. You talk about being recognized, after i am done with you, YOU WONT BE ABLE TO BE RECOGNIZED BOY!

I don't know if you realize it or not, but Durst has accepted your challenge for the scaffold match and has said he wants to put the world title on the line.

Oh Yeah, I seen it alright. Durst, you are by far the stupidest man I have ever laid eyes on. I tried to take it easy on you. Because i know i can beat you. But your ego has once again overcame you, and you put the world title on the line. Fine with me, just another chance for me to regain what is rightfully MINE! Durst, realize where you are. Were in Chicago, My hometown. I grew up on these streets boy. I know this place better than anyone, even Stevie .C, Durst, in the scaffold, I am going to be unrelentless, unpredictable, and FUCKING HOSTILE. You and I both are going to feel the pain of time when we step atop the bitterness of the scaffold and one of us are going to be plunged to a hopeful death on the cold pavement and barbwire below, and my instincts say it's going to be you who takes that fall, for i am far too smart to fall into the wrong place. You my friend are out matched. You've met your maker, now all that's left for you to do is to feel my pain. Prepare to be broken.

Now...

This Interview is over. I got a meeting i need to attend. Thanks for the time.

Anytime

Sutton gets up and heads for the door. The man at the cash register says something to Sutton and he walks over to the man.

I didn't pay my bill? Oh, I am so sorry, I forgot to pay it. Let me pay it right now..

Sutton reaches for his pocket. The man looks on. Suddenly, Josh right hands the man in the face and slams his head right onto the cash register. Sutton climbs over the counter and throws the small man threw the drive through window. Sutton then pushes over an oven and steps back over the counter, with a tainted smile across his face. Sutton exits the Japanese restraunt and gets into his car.

Thanks again for the interview Josh!

Sutton throws up the middle finger at Simon and the cameraman as he takes off down the road. The cameraman zooms in on the car as it takes off.

Were going to find out just exactly what Sutton's big eletrifying surprise is. Come on. He'll never know were there. haha!

Stan climbs into his piece of shit rent-a-car and starts the ignition. The cameraman sits in the back seat and immediatly busts out laughing when he hears Backstreet Boys play in the car. The car finally takes off and begins moving down the road.

What are you laughing at? It's my wifes. She's makes me listen to it. She said it's good for the heart. Anyway, who cares about that. I could get a promotion for this. Think about it, you could get a raise. If we actually found out who Sutton's secret was before the big night. Why, Why, I COULD SELL THE INFO TO THE LIVING LEGEND! IM GONNA BE rich! rich! RICHHHHH!!! AHHHH!!!!!!!!

Simon is freaked out when he realizes his car has went into the wrong lane. He is nearly smashed into pieces by a greyhound bus. Simon moves just in time. Simon, with piss running down his leg, continues to drive, with the smile returning to his face.

Cameraman: You're going to get my killed! Keep your eyes on the road, Simon!

Sorry, thinking about all that money went to my head. ahhhh, it's going to be great. I wonder who or what is at Sutton's house. We are going to have to be really quiet though, no noises.

Simon parks out behind an abandoned barn, across the street from Sutton's ranch. Simon turns the car off and steps out, stretching, followed by the cameraman. They begin moving toward the house.

Simon, how the hell are we going to see them and hear what they are saying when they are inside?

hmmmm... Ya know, I never thought of that. Any ideas?

Yeah, lets get out of here, before Sutton and whatever he has in that house catches us out here and beats our asses.

Nonsense, he won't catch us. If we sees us, run to the car. His tired old ass will never be able to catch my sweet ride.

The cameraman sighs as he continues to follow Simon across the street now, to Sutton's house. Simon stands by Sutton's house and presses his ear to a window. He can hear Sutton, but not clearly. He stands and thinks for a second then walks around the otherside of the house.

Hmmm.. We may have to break in.

You are off your rocker..There is no way I am going to break into Josh Sutton's house for a measly little raise. Forget that. Not worth getting my neck and back broken.

I'll give you half of what i make from that sap, The Legend.

Well why didn't you say so.

Help me open this basement window.

The cameraman lays down the camera and helps Simon open the window. There is a loud squeek as the window opens. Simon cuts his finger on a nail and nearly screams, but the cameraman puts his hand over his mouth and points down. Simon shakes his head yes and moves down into the basement. The cameraman picks up the camera and hands it down to Simon, then he climbs down too.

I think i found the lightswitch. Here take the camera.

Come on, lets get the hell out of the basement!

The cameraman and Simon begin tiptoeing up the basement steps. They get to the top of the steps and Simon grabs the cameraman.

If we get caught, run like hell, ok?

Don't worry, i will.

Simon slowly opens the door and holds it as the cameraman moves up the stairs first. Simon follows and closes the door slowly behind him. They are two rooms away from the living room. They can hear Sutton and whoever he is talking to, pretty good. They decide this is a good spot to stay for now.

Remember, be quiet..

Sutton: ...Ok... So lets get this sorted out. As you know, I face the Living Legend on the 26th, a day after Christmas. Although the EWWL staff may not know, I am having a little bit of doubts about this match. Everyone on the polls are voting against me, they don't think I can beat him on my own, which i think i probably could, but you're here as an insurance policy. Now I've known you for a long time so i know you won't let me down when i tell you what you're going to do.

Unknown Man: First off, You aren't going to tell me what I'm going to tell. I am not your slave. I am here to do you a favor. I am here to knock off the Legend in your match, to make it easier for you to put him away. So show me some respect or fuck you!

That's what the money is for, so i don't have to show you respect, You aren't doing me a favor, You're doing a job that i payed you to do. Now shut up and listen to the plan.

I am listening.

Ok, So this Living Legend, is a pretty good scientific wrestler. One of the best. That's where i am worried. I don't have a very good record against technical wrestlers. If this guy was some hardcore wrestler or powerful big man, i would have no problem. But I've got bad knees.

Ok, so....get to the plan...You are boring me with this useless shit.

Fine..Fine.. Ok... Either before or during the match, I want you to jump him. I don't care what you use or what you do, but i want him hurt and softened up for me to put him away.

1 million dollars for that? I thought you were going to have me murder someone. Hell, no sweat. I would have done that for free. Beating up middle aged men is what i do best.

On..On..One MILLION DOLLARS?!?!?!? JESUS! That is ALOT of money for an attack on Legend. Sutton must want that title or to defeat Legend pretty bad.

Either that or he has alot of money just to throw aroun.

Pleasure doing business with you.

yeah... I guess. Like i said. Get the job done and don't fuck me over and you'll get you're money.

Don't worry about it. You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours.

Yeah...See you Tuesday...

Until then...Don't break a hip old timer.

A door shuts and we hear glass smash against a wall. Sutton mumbles something.

Old timer? I'll show that retarded bastard a thing or two. He isn't going to get his money. But he's going to get his ass kicked after he finishes off the legend. muhhahahahaa

Always knew Sutton was cheap. Damn.. Now if i can find out who this guy is I, I mean we can make twice as much money.

Yeah, ok, Lets get the hell out of here before Sutton finds us.

Just then there is a knock at the door. Sutton answers it.

Policeman: Josh Sutton. You are under arrest under the charges of assault and battery. Cuff him, Charlie.

Wait. No fucking wait. Who the fuck did i assault?

Man, If you don't get away from me, I am going to assault your ass!

Sutton lets out a groan as he has obviously been struck with a nightstick.

You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do willbe held against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attourney, your rich ass probably has 4 or 5, eh? Any questions, too bad, because were on a tight schedule. Lets go.

The door opens again and then slams shut. Simon and the cameraman remain silent for a few seconds until they hear a car door shut and the sound of a the squad car backing out the drive.

Shit...Sutton's in trouble now. Should have never laid a hand on those japanese people. His fault.

Oh man, EWWL is going to be SOOO pissed at us now. We were with him.

Oh well...Think of all the money! Lets get out of here.

Fade to black

To Be Continued....