Reporter: Mr. Sutton? Can we have a word with you?

Pure silence, the reporter shakes Sutton, trying to get him to look up. Sutton remains looking down apon the ground. The reporter reaches out his arm to shake him again, but Sutton wraps his hand around the reporter's wrist. Sutton finally looks up with the bloodshot eyes of fury. Sutton throws the reporter's arm away from him and stands up.

Sutton: Don't EVER touch me again. This has been the worsy week of my life. So this is what you reporters like to call a life. Stalking a man until he's on the verge of hostility and trying to get alittle attention from me. I haven't slept in days. I've had reporters knocking on my door, all hours of the day and all hours of the night. And they all ask the same question.

Reporter: And what question is that?

Sutton: Don't play stupid with me. You know the question, "Are you retiring" "What are your future plans in the sport of professional wrestling".

Reporter: And?

Sutton: And What?!

Man: Hey, aren't you that punkass wrestler, what's your name Jace Sitton? Something like that. You ain't nuthin but some tight wearing sissy ass.

Sutton: I KNOW you just didn't say that! Man, I don't got time for this. I suggest you turn around and walk the other way, I've delt with so many assholes today, If you don't walk away now, you won't walk away at all.

The man shoves the reporter out of the way and shoves Sutton back off of his feet. Sutton steps up in front of him, clenched fists. Ashley jumps up and runs over. She grabs Josh's hand as he rears back to hit the man.

Man: Ya, that's what i thought you little bitch. Gotta have your little slut of a woman hold ya back? Is that what it i.....

Sutton breaks through and tackles the man, unloading hard right hands into him. The man screams out in shear pain as Josh repeatedly brings his taped right hand across his eye. The reporter and Ashley pull him off. Sutton kicks him as they pull him off. The camera gets a close up of Sutton, who is in a state of rage at the moment, they sit him down on the bench and Ashley takes a seat on his lap.

Reporter: I know this isn't the best time Josh, but ASW has sent me to get an interview with you. Them aswell as myself would like to know your status and what you are going to do. Please?

Sutton: Why is that so important to everyone? I can't walk down the street without 100's of people coming up to me and asking me that very question. I can't watch TV, I CANT EVEN TAKE A PISS without someone asking me that question. So if it will make your life any fucking better, I will give you a short time frame of an interview. That make you happy. Good...Now sit down and wipe that shit eating grin off your face.

Reporter: Thank you, Mr. Sutton. First things first, your career. What is in line for you, Josh. Everyone as you have said, have been asking this question for over a week now.

Sutton: Well, the fact of the matter is this, for about a week now, I've been sitting at my house in Chicago. I've been sitting there, thinking about what my future holds. I've been sitting back and watching what's going on. Been resting my knee injury. While i sat, as i said, i thought. And i came to the conclusion. That I will never fully know what I am going to do. I know as of right now, I am here with All Star Wrestling, I will continue to pour my blood, sweat, and tears into the ring. I will continue to work my ass off for the fans, and I will continue to be the most dominant force in wrestling today, and that is a fact.

Reporter: That is great to here!!! Now concerning the newly formed Stable, The Perfect Sin? What has become of it?

Sutton: The Perfect Sin, what the hell was I thinking when i formed this dastard alliance. It is somewhat pathetic when you think about it. I mean look at the members. All terrible, LeShawn Spade, I mean who the hell does this guy think he is? He comes into this federation and basically tells everyone to bow down to him. Rob Sensation, WHO IS THIS GUY! Assassin, I don't have a damn thing to say to you, because frankly, you claim you are beyond a shadow of a doubt, the best wrestler atop the ASW circuit. Which all of those plees are not fact, but yet fiction. You see Assassin, there is no Perfect Sin without me. Only Sin. Because when you look at me, Josh Sutton, the most violent man walking the earth today, you see nothing but perfection. But lets stop right there for a minute. You see, the Perfect Sin was never meant to be. It came way before it's time, and that is where it failed. You see, all of these young guys are ready to form some alliance that has nothing but big egos. They wanted to try and draw power from the one man who has basically led the industry for ten years. A man who has become far beyond driven, and that man is Me. But it ain't gonna happen, not now not ever. Because this beautiful girl here, Ashley, has made me realize, just exactly what made me a success. It wasn't hiding behind henchmen, it wasn't grouping myself with nobodies. It wasn't giving a damn what the fans think. It was about 100% hardcore, blood spilling, mayhem. And from now on, what the people want, the people get. It starts now, right here.

Reporter: Speaking of the ring, tommorow night, in front of the world, you face a man you know pretty well, a man known as Grim.

Sutton: Grim...you are just like the rest of them. You always wanted to be like me. Always, there was not a waking moment in your life when you didn't envy me. Grim, back in EWWL. You got a little victory over me. You got lucky, that's right, everyone has a lucky day. You and your pet trash can got the best of me, but tell me Grim, do you remember the saying, lightning never strikes twice? I will proove that myth to be true when i leave you laying in the middle of the ring, puddles of your own blood spilling apon the mat, on tuesday night. You know Grim, all those years we were on the road together, I had nothing but hate in my heart for you. We teamed together, I hated every minute of it. We faced in the ring, I loved every minute of it. Every single ounce of pain you poured on, I returned with much more than you could sustain. And we both knew who the better man was. Tommorow, Grim, old nemesis, the beating I give you will dig you your own grave. I willbe the high you were never able to sustain and I will end you in front of the world. Tommorow, Grim, It starts with you. Tommorow Grim, is the end. As the old saying goes, You bring the beer, And I'll bring the blood.

Reporter: Jos...

Sutton: No more questions. I'm out of here. AND THAT MY FRIENDS IS THE FUCKING END!

Reporter: But...

Sutton: NO MORE QUESTIONS!

Sutton shoves the reporter to the ground and steps onto the train with Ashley. The scene fades to black with the reporter laying flat on his back with a traumatic look on his face.