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~The scene opens up with Josh Sutton pulling into his driveway in his jaguar. He steps out with a huge smile on his face and his newly won ASW Global strap over his shoulder. He heads up to the house and unlocks it. He walks in and finds Ashley sitting in the recliner, watching TV. Sutton sneaks up on her and lays the ASW Global title on her shoulder. She stands up and slaps him across the face. Sutton: What the fuck was that for? Ashley: You had me worried sick. I sat up all night waiting for you to come home and you never did. I thought you were dead. Sutton: I went out celebrating, I know what your gonna say, "without me?" I should have came back and got ya, but I was so overcome with joy in winning the Global title that I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry. Ashley: That's ok, hun. Some reporter called a couple of hours ago. Said he wants you to meet him down at some chinese restraunt on second street, at about, what time was it, oh yeah 2 o'clock. Sutton: Alright, well I'll be back shortly. Ashley: Aren't you forgetting something? Sutton: Oh yeah... ~Sutton takes the ASW Global Title off of Ashley's shoulder and puts it on his own. Ashley looks at the floor. Sutton: I'm just kidding. ~Sutton kisses Ashley. He walks out the door and she smiles. Sutton heads back down to his jaguar, gets in, and takes off. About ten minutes later, he pulls into a Japanese Restraunt called "BoBo's Japanese Sushi Bar". Sutton steps out of the car and heads in. He quickly finds the reporter sitting a few tables away from the door. He walks up to Sutton and greets him. Dave the Reporter: How ya feeling today, champ? By the way, the name is Dave. Sutton: Like shit, how about you Dave? Dave: I'm doing pretty good. Impressive fight last night. Alot of the wrestling fans are calling it the match of the year just a day after. You don't mind If i interview you do ya? Sutton: Nah, Ain't got anything better to do. Dave: Alright, right this way my man. Take a seat. ~Sutton pulls up a chair and sits down. Dave snaps his fingers and a waiter comes over. Chang: What can i get you sir's? Would you like to try our special today? Egg Rolls and Yakizoba? Sutton: I just want a beer. Dave: Two beers, please. Dave: Alright, so Josh last night, you made history by becoming the first ever ASW Global Champion. How did it feel? Sutton: It felt great. It is great to finally be back in the big picture, everyone knows I haven't held a major title like this in over two years, knee injuries held me back, last night i just told my body "Fuck it" and went for the gold. But as i said before the event, I wasn't just there to win the gold, I was there to give and recieve punishment. Dave: From the stiches on your face, it appears to me that maybe you recieved more than you gave. I always thought it was "It's better to give than recieve." Sutton: Alot of them were gunning for me last night. They all knew Assassin and myself were the biggest threats in the ring. They went after us. They beat us, but I stood tall and i prevailed. Assassin was the toughest guy I squared off with last night. It was a night filled with both excitement and hell. I wouldn't do it again for anything. Dave: Speaking of Assassin, this coming tuesday on "Twist of Fate" you once again team up with Carl Cash to take on two other former members of the perfect sin, Tom Wagner and of course, Assassin. Sutton: I am always the last person to learn about this shit. Parker must have a sick twisted sense of humor. He knows damn well that I hate all three of those men and in return they hate me. I think Parker is holding some kind of grudge against me. Maybe him and Cash have something going. Who the fuck knows, but what I wanna know, is why in the fuck am I teaming with a nobody such as Cash. I could see going one on one with him, but teaming? That's a big no no. But i tell ya what Cash, I don't hate you as much as I hate Assassin. So let's team up one more time. You watch my back and I'll try to keep myself from beating your ass. Dave: How are you two even going to be able to co-exist. Alot of people have said that they doubt you and Cash will even make it down the ramp without tearing eachother's heads off. You brutally busted Cash's head open with a chair not even a week ago. Sutton: That was the first time, but that damn sure won't be the last. ASW is going to learn that Josh Sutton doesn't do Tag Team matches. By the way Carl, how does your head feel? What I don't get, is if ASW wanted me to face Tom Wagner and Assassin so bad, why didn't they just put me in a handicapped match. Because that's basically what I am walking into anyway. I mean, look at what happened to Carl Cash last night, He had his ass kicked the entire time. Everytime I looked for him, he was laying flat on his back, getting the hell stomped out of him. Dave: What are your opinions on one half of the tag team your facing, in Tom Wagner? Sutton: Tom Wagner, back in EWWL, I was like this guy's mentor. This guy could easily be a world champion. He has all the talent in the world, but to be teaming with trash like Assassin, that goes against everything I taught him. Looks like I'm gonna have to take him to school and give him the ultimate lesson. Dave: Now something has been bothering me since after last night. When you were climbing that cage, Nemesis ran to the ring. What was that all about. Sutton: The little bastard was trying to steal the Global title from me. I showed him who the king was, and sent that bitch down to the concrete. You can bet your bottom dollar that Nemesis will get what's coming to him. Because noone, and I mean noone, fucks with Josh Sutton. ~The waiter brings the two their beers and then walks off. Sutton: I really don't care who I face from now forward. I got this title around my waist and there is not a damn soul in this federation that will be able to take it from me. It's like taking a bone from a rabie infested dog. Try it and you get bit. Tuesday, tag team action. Carl Cash and Josh Sutton vs. Tom Wagner and Assassin. Not my highest of intrest, but never the less, I, I mean we, will walk out victorious. And that my friends is the end. ~Sutton drinks his beer, then gets up, throwing his coat over his shoulder, and walks out. FADE TO BLACK 
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