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| The scene opens out on the street, moments after Sutton was in pursuit of Snoops. Sutton is in the middle of the road, on his knees wiping the blood from his face. He pulls himself up using one of the car's he plowed into trying to catch Snoops, who had recently kidnapped Mini Sutton. Josh stumbles around, stopping inches from the stolen Lexus to pick up his High Octane title. Sutton gets into the damaged Lexus and tries to start it, nothing. Sutton steps out of the car and slams the door. He sees a car coming down to the road and he runs in front of it. The driver slams on his breaks, stopping inches away from Sutton. Sutton shakes his head and walks around to the driver's side of the vehicle. Sutton signals for the driver to roll down the window, as he does Sutton discovers that it is Shawn Shafton. Shawn starts to talk to Sutton but Sutton cuts him off... Sutton: I'm going to say this one time and one time only. I'm having a really really bad night, and I need to borrow your car. Shafton starts laughing at Sutton. Shafton: You have to be out of your mind, this is a 2001 Dodge Viper. I just got this two days ago. Back up off of me. And get outta the way, I got places to be. Shafton pushes Sutton's arm off the window panel of his ride and puts the car in drive. Sutton reaches in and grabs Shafton by the collar of his shirt and balls up his fist. The car begins to roll forward, but Sutton keeps his grip on his collar. Sutton: Put the car in park, this is the last time I'm asking you nicely. Put it in park and get out. Shafton: Damn man, chill out. I can't let you have the car, truth is, I don't even have insurance on it yet. Sutton: I don't care. YOU'RE WASTING MY TIME! I am a man that values his time, do not make me do something that you will regret little one. GET OUT and LET ME IN! Shafton puts the car in park and takes off his seat belt. He steps out of the car. Sutton starts to get in but Shafton grabs him on the shoulder and turns him around. Shafton swings at Sutton's head but Sutton ducks and Shafton's fist goes through the backseat window. Shafton screams out in pain and Sutton drops him with a right, sending him onto the side of the road, motionless. Sutton: Damn, the nerve of some people... Sutton gets in the vehicle and goes a quick U-TURN, moving to the left side of the road, he guns it. The scene fades.
The scene reopens at the arena. Shafton's Dodge Viper pulls up and stops. Sutton gets out, cursing the night and enters the arena. Sutton walks down the corridor and finds Cyrus Storm's dressing room. Sutton opens the door to find everything gone and noone but a janitor in site. Sutton walks out, a photographer comes up to Sutton, and asks Sutton stupid questions. Sutton ignores him but the photographer insists on following him. Sutton decks the young man and continues walking down the hallway. He walks past the door that says "VP Masters", he turns around and walks in.
| Sutton: ARGGGH! SNOOPS! I WANT SNOOPS! VP Masters: You seem to be having a problem Mr. Sutton. Anything I can help you with? Sutton: Snoops, I want Snoops in a match on Showdown, I don't care about Tommy Kane. Noone and I mean noone takes something from Josh Sutton! NOONE! I want you to sign the match. Will you sign the match for me? Masters look at the intensity in Sutton's eyes and calmly speaks the single mosted hated word in Sutton's dictionary. Master: No. Sutton: No? Did you just say no? DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! I AM JOSH SUTTON! You cannot say no to me. Masters: SECURITY! SECURITY! Get this troubled man away from me! Two security guards enter Masters' office and grab Sutton, one on each arm and begin to drag him toward the exit. All the while Sutton is screaming. Sutton: I AM JOSH SUTTON! You can't do this to me. I will have your jobs for this. Do you hear me, I will have your jobs. HAHAHAHA! The guards throw Sutton out the door and he lands with a thud on the concrete. Sutton gets back up and starts to walk back into the building. Guard 1: Mr. Sutton, please do not make this sitiuation anymore worse than it has already become. Guard 2: Yes, please, just walk away. Don't make yourself look anymore un professional than you already have. Sutton: What the hell do you two whipping boys know about professionalism? What DO you two swills know about professionalism? You walk around the backstage areas all day, pretending to be important, when really you both look down apon yourselves and wish you had lives. Let the truth be known that all security guards are nothing more than some higher authorities' bitch! The security guards ignore Sutton's continuous rambling and re-enter the building. Sutton walks into the parking garage on the other side, talking to himself as if someone was there along the way. He comes to his ragged Jaguar and opens the door. He looks at the torn seats in the back and laughs to himself. As he gets in and speeds off.
As Sutton drives, he speaks about the events that have transpired on the eve of this very night.
| Sutton: Snoops wants to steal from me. Snoops, pay close attention to what I am saying. It's not the fact that you stole Mini Sutton, hell I could care less, If you wanted him, all you had to do was ask, I would have gave him to you. But it's the fact that you STOLE him from me. NOONE and I mean noone ever steals anything from me. Snoops, you can bet on your life, that when I finally get my hands on you, it willbe not, shall not be a pleasant sight for anyone with a faint heart and virgin eyes. You have crossed that thin line, that thin line between sane and insane. Once you've crossed the line, you are open prey for the inner demons to eat away at, slowly. You are probably sitting there, on your couch, with your two dollar whore of a girlfriend, Mini Sutton is probably hitting on her, and you are probably regretting ever doing this to not just me, but yourself aswell. As the days number count down until I get to step into the ring with you, I will watch in humor as the little bastard midget sucks you of all your esteem you've been building up these past few weeks. Snoops, not even GOD can save you from the beating you've got coming. Prepare, try, but not too hard, wouldn't want to wear you done before you met your greatest challenge yet. You've beaten some tough opponents, yes, credit willbe given where credit is due. But the best awaits, only one small task seperates us from battling for the highest peak in JEW. The World title. Something you've already gotten a tiny taste of. You're hungry for it. You are very hungry for it, so hungry that the greed and overconfidence is filling your head, am I right? You are starting to feel sure of yourself, but don't count down Josh Sutton too soon or Tommy Kane for that matter. It will not be an easy task at hand Snoops. Oh and, word of advice, keep an open eye on your new pal, because he is quite the ladies man, trust me, I know from expierence. Sutton: As for tonight....Tonight, Glen Ohio, Nero, you failed the test, and you were doing sooo well. You had that confidence all built up, you were ready to go, but once the spotlights hit, the music reigned through the air, and the crowd was pumped, where was the energy, where was the fight? That victory for me, was my easiest yet. Even with the distractions Tommy Kane and The Snoops had caused, I defeated not one, but TWO men. Seems my manipulation worked, eh boys? You tried to play the game with the gamemaster. But never fear, there willbe more chapters in the book for you two. You are young, stupid, but young none the less. Everyone makes mistakes, and speaking of mistakes, let me discuss Tommy Kane. Sutton coughs and pauses for a moment. Sutton: Tommy Kane. Ah, my long lost friend. That friendship ran into a cold front didn't it? Yes it did. Your own personal greed and anguish has driven us apart. But it wasn't just your doing that ended the friendship was it? Ah, no, because it was mine as well. You see Tommy, the people, the fans as the wrestlers like to call them, have been waiting for this match for some time now. We couldn't let the adoring fans down now could we. Could we? Of course not. In your little interview with Bruddy, you claimed that I had no technical skills what so ever, but let's take a chance to go back in time. Five years ago Tommy Kane, I was using technical wrestling as my main agenda in the ring. While you, you were probably out flipping burgers at some McDonalds, dreaming of making something of yourself in the world. And don't worry, Tommy, you did become big. Your dreams became true. But along came a spider, and here I am, ready to take it all away from you. Poor, Tommy, and he never even seen it coming. Tommy, I will trade you my pity for your pride. Do we have a deal? No? Then, I guess I'll see you in Minnesota, pleasant dreams Kane....You will need them for the nightmares that await you on Tuesday......And that my friends...is the end. ~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
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