B|E|G|I|N|N|I|N|G ... The World Championship Wrestling logo fades up, and then adjusts it's size and appears in the bottom left corner. The camera's open up the scene in a dark room. It's pitch black, not a thing can be seen with an open eye. Suddenly, a sadistic laugh begins. A flickering of a lamp is heard, which then show's us the face of Jerry Lynn.

' new f'n show ' | JERRY LYNN : Surprised to see me? Haha, I knew you would be.

Jerry Smirks at the camera before continuing on.

' new f'n show ' | JERRY LYNN : You know, ever since I got to this fuckin' place, all I've been hearing is shit about John Cena and all these newbies who think they're the top dog. What the fuck has this world come to/ We've got John Cena, a man who can't decide whether he want's to rap or wrestle, so he decides to do the two. I've got news for ya kid, you ain't gonna get far the way your goin' at the fuckin' moment. I mean, seriously, do you actually fucking think that rapping is a good combination with wrestling? Well seeing how you can't seem to come to that conclusion, I'll fuckin' tell ya myself. When you step into the business, kid, there ain't time for any other shit. You gotta be focused. You gotta have your mind on the job. You gotta do the fuckin' thing properly, not come out week in week out and try n' rap it. Who the fuck do you think you are, huh? Do you think your some hot shot that can do as he pleases? Let me tell ya somethin' John. Whilst you were sucking on your mother's tits for milk, I was out there showin' the wrestling world that Jerry Lynn is hardcore to the fucking BONE! And hell, I proved that by doin' it week in and week out. And now, in the year 2004, I get some arrogant little wannabe walkin' around with his pants hangin' down to his fucking ANKLES for christ sakes. Do you take this as a joke, John? Do you? Because I'm tellin' you right now kid, if your takin' this as a joke then by the end of tonight you'll be in line for fucking surgery. You'll be in line for amputation, because the way I wrestle kid, there's no fuckin' regrets.

Lynn pciks up something from the ground and slams it on the table in front of him. He opens it up and turns a few pages in. There's photo's of himself in wrestling matches and photo's of him out of the ring. In EVER solitary photo, Jerry is bleeding refusely ALL over his body. Jerry holds the photo album up for the camera and points to it.

' new f'n show ' | JERRY LYNN : Do you see this, John? It's ME going through HELL! It's ME in a pool of my own blood, John. Over my career I have learned to LIVE with the fact that I bath in my very own blood regularly. Does it scare me? No, why would it? It can be washed away, John. It's NOT the end of the world. Does it make me sick to my stomach? Nah, it doesn't, because it's just another reason to why I am HARDCORE to the fuckin' BONE! Ya see, I haven't earned this damn reputation for going around kissin' the owner's ass. Nah, I did it the hard way. I did it the only way a Hardcore BASTARD like myself knows how. It doesn't WORRY me knowing I've lost litres and litres of blood over the years. Fuck, I'll promise you now John that before my career is over there WILL BE PLENTY of buckets full of my blood.

As Jerry flicks over the page, he spits on the ground.

' new f'n show ' | JERRY LYNN : Look at them John. Take a hard look at them. That ain't fucin' tomato sauce all over me ; that's my very own BLOOD! Have you ever experienced that? Have you ever been in a situation where you're bleeding so much that you can barely breathe? Have you ever had that feeling, Cena? Or have you ever felt like.. dying, John? You see, there's a big difference between the fuckin' wrestling I go by and the shit you go by. Me, John, I'm Old School. I'm that sick son of a bitch waitin' for the opportunity to get a cheap shot in. I HURT people as MUCH as I get hurt myself, John. Does that tell you anything? Better yet, does that make you afraid? You can throw your new school shit at me. You can try and 'rap' your way to victory, but at the end of the day... the ONLY thing that counts is that three seconds. II'll do WHATEVER it takes to make somebody scared..to make somebody jealous.. to make somebody virtually shit their fucking pants! You, John, your a new school bitch .. and people like you, they shit me to tears. So when assholes like yourself piss me off, I rip them apart limb.. by limb. I dont give a fuck if I have to tear your fucking leg from it's SOCKET.. if THAT'S what I have to do to beat you, then that's exactly what I'll do. I ain't gonna sugar coat shit for ya kid, I'm tellin' ya straight how the fuck it's gonna be played out.

Lynn closes up the book and tosses it back down to where he got it from. Jerry leans forward into the camera, STILL looking as serious as we've ever seen him before.

' new f'n show ' | JERRY LYNN : What you are to me John is another helpless lamb being lead to slaughter. I've seen many a you come and go, kid. It's down right fucking pathetic that kid's like you come into the business, win one Title and think your the new Elvis. Fucking outrageous, if your asking the opinion of mine. (Jerry Laughs) Mark my words John, tonight is the beginning of the end. It's where push comes to shove, your ass is layin' down on the cold concrete ground with no where to go. But hey, it's not your fault because afterall, we aren't talking about some slackass from the bush like Jeff Jarrett. We aren't talking about a man who paints his fucking face black and white. We aren't talking about a man who named himself after a god damn bird. I mean seriously John, for FUCK-SAKE, open your eyes. Can't you see? I'm The NEW F'N Show, I'm the man that puts my career on the line EVERY fuckin' night that i go out to that ring. I'm not AFRAID of losing an arm or a leg, John. I'm not here to stop myself from getting hurt, kid. I'm here to cut my way through the pile of fucking SHIT that the wrestling world has been dealt with over the last five or more years. I'm here to become the VERY BEST, and if that means losing half my blood or an arm, or a leg, or WHATEVR THE FUCK IT MAY BE.... then so be it. I'm a man on a mission, John. Do you honestly to god think you stand a chance? You look at my history and compare it to yours. Your just a fuckin' pretty boy who decides to his wear pants down to his ankles and say a bunch of SHIT that rhymes. It's pathetic, and quite frankly I'm getting SICK of it. Every few weeks there's something new that bobs up out of the water. Something new, but STILl the same in the aspect that it's pure crap. Just like you, John. So tonight, when you climb into that ring with the NEW FN SHOW, I'm gonna introduce you to OLD SCHOOL WRESTLING! I'm gonna introduce your ass to being Hardcore To The BONE ; and trust me jackass when I say that I dont need a fuckin' steel chair to perform it. Make no mistake about it John, your ass is up for crucifixion and there's not a damn thing you can do about it. (Jerry Spits On The Ground) You're NOTHING new to me, kid. You're NOTHING that I cannot crush and nothing that I cannot make an example out of. Professional Wrestling has LONG gone down the shitter because of idiots like yourself, Cena. Not only does it take guts, John, but it takes this. (Jerry Points To His Head) At new Blood Rising, kid, I'm gonna out-class you in EVERY single aspect of wrestling. Take this as a lesson, John, but I suppose the bad thing about it is this is ONE lesson that your ass won't ever be able to practise because ONCE I'm finished with you, you won't even want to remember your own fuckin' NAME! Mark my WORDS .. You signed the death certificate you were never shown. Fact the facts Cena, you're

JUST ANOTHER F'N STATISTIC!

Once again Jerry spits onto the surface below him. He runs his hand through his hair before looking back into the camera.

' new f'n show ' | JERRY LYNN : That United States Championship is comin' home around my waiste whether I'm being carted off on a fucki' stretcher or not. The concequences of agreeing to wrestle tonight will haunt you for the rest of your misreable life.. and ALL it came down to.. was one SINGLE roll of the dice. Sound's like a hefty price to pay, don't it? Ha-ha!

Jerry Lynn begins laughing manically, leaving much doubt in the mind of John Cena without a doubt. Jerry turns off the lamp as the scene draws to a close just moments after.

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