Iron Claw , Miami Branch, Monday April 1st, 9:07 AM :

Braer is wearing some red with green trim boxing trunks, and worn Adidas running shoes, doing some stretches on an aerobics mat. He is shirtless, exposing his fine chest hair and a nasty scar in a jagged, zig zag shape. Scorpion is wearing a pair of black windbreakers and is shirtless and shoeless. He has a whistle on a cord around his neck. He blows the whistle and Braer freezes.

Scorpion: Now it is time train, especially for your next opponent. Now to see who it is...

Scorpion pulls out a memo from his pocket and gives it a read.

Scorpion: Hot mama! Bad Karma!

Braer: I'm wrestling Karma?

Scorpion: You ain't gonna be wrestling her, you'll be throwing her around like a rag doll and turn that world upside down man. Her boobs will be pointing up when her shoulders pinned to the mat. Damn lucky! Not only is that an easy win, but I bet she's easy to, heh heh.

Braer: Didn't you say last week that you were impressed by her?

Scorpion: Impressed at the ass yes. I might not have said that specifically, but you got to be kidding if you actually believe that she's a good wrestler.

Braer: Well she beat me and Keane and Frost and Weinstein.

Scorpion: Yes but you unlike all the others aren't pathetic. And she didn't beat you and Frost she only beat Keane and that warewolf freak. You just got distracted by Frost, who can be pretty deceiving when it comes to displaying his lack of true skills. And she happened to be better then that Dooshebag Keane. As for Warewolf, as Johnny Jarvis said, he's too horrible for words to describe.

Braer: It was just luck?

Scorpion: Yep, she just doesn't have what it takes man. As least to compete in the male circuit. She is too busy giving her boyfriend Smirtdogg severed body parts and beating up dooshebags to actually put up a good fight.

Braer just gives a look of disbelief

Scorpion: Ok, I lied. She's a great wrestler. Don't let that get to you though. I don't think she is good enough to beat you, under fair rules and conditions, but this is a HARDCORE match. Anything goes. That means that she can go below the belt, use anything at her disposal, and will just be a mean bitch like a lot of people here. But that's enough about her. The focus of today is to demonstrate your flexibility and style. If there's one things female wrestlers are good at, besides showing their tits, is things like Aerobics and Gymnastics...

Downtown, Tuesday April 2nd, 1:47 AM

Wayne Braer is on the streets, wearing his trench coat and a black baseball cap frontways and some shades to avoid being spoted. He walks around the corner of a nightclub into a dark alley. A man stands in the shadows as he walks in the alley, it is very dark and you can't make him out. The man speaks

?: Its about high time that somebody gets to shoot a promo with you.

Braer: Indeed it is, I finally get a chance to truly speak out, Trent.

Trent Roberts: Scorpion has always been controlling.

Braer: Exactly, he wants his way, but he knows best. I would not have made it without him. I want to keep this short though, Trent, I don't really have much to say.

Roberts: So, what are your thoughts on your upcoming match, or just NWF in general?

Braer: Well first I would like to say that it's been very fun, and I have met a lot of people in the NWF. And my 21st Birthday at March of Death rocked, I got to meet a lot of wrestlers that I was also fans of like Reptile, Poppa Bear, and Puppetmaster, I remember them all when they were in NWO back in FWA. And Reptile taught me a lot. He told me to trust only my instincts in the ring. And that is exactly what I will do. Karma is a fierce woman, and I would be lying if I say I don't find her attractive. But she is not here for that, she's here simply for business. Its a real pleasure that I will get to settle our score once and for all. She is a good wrestler, but I have to trust the professionals on this. We are forsaken in the ring, its just us two Karma. See you around...

Iron Claw, Wednesday, 1:14PM

Scorpion: You call this a promo?

Braer: What was wrong with it?

Scorpion: Well for one thing you clearly show that you have no idea what you are talking about. Do I see (Blinking his eyes wildly) compliments? No no no, that's not how you do it. Man, this is why I do the talking. I have a way with words, that you don't yet. You'll get there but anyway, watch this one.

Scorpion grabs a remote from the floor and turns on a Televisions in the GYM, the promo's playing

Inside the TD Waterhouse Centre, Unknown Time

Scorpion is sitting down at a lounge, drinking a cup o' Java. He stands up and goes to get another cup, when he bumps into Royce Garland, causing Roy to spill some of his

Scorpion:Man my bad.

Garland: Ignorant punk.

Scorpion: (peeved, but trys to make a joke out of it) Hah, shows how much you know. Just happens us punks, me and Braer, been cleanin' house old school style, maybe you should shut it.

Garland: Is that so? Why don't you get yourself a hotel room you narcissist!

Scorpion slams his cup on the counter, shattering into pieces, spread along the countertop. Scorpion flings the handle out of the room.

Scorpion: I been busting my balls for my co-workers and fans and management for years old man, and when I ask for a little respect I'm called a narcissist. What kind of respect is that huh?

Garland: ...

Scorpion: That's pretty ****ed up if you ask me. That's some twisted ****. I gotta cut me a promo...

Garland: How about an interview?

Scorpion: That be great as long as you hold your tongue, let's start it now.

Garland: How do you feel about Braer as a wrestler?

Scorpion: He's a good wrestler and kid, there's nothing more to it. You seen the raw talent he has. And with me being his mentor he's been moving along quite nicely. He's got a long of great moves man, Forsaken Penalty is brilliant, Haynes surprised me when he got out of that. But he couldn't handle a Running Armbar, I don't even know where the kid came up with that one, but I bet it's painful. This kid is a technical wrestler, but he goes for pain instead of flash, injury instead of insult, that's why he's been so successful this early in this career. Not many wrestlers get a overwhelming victory like that, especially after taking a rough pounding. Yea man, I really miss wrestling, I wish I was in that ring, kickin' ass like he was. But after wrestling for about 7 years straight with just 1 summer break I figure I needed some time away from the ring, but Im anxious to get back in. Braer is basically a younger version of me, and anybody that doesn't recognize this is missin' out, heh.

Garland: Now how do you feel about Karma?

Scorpion: Karma is a great woman, and I know she's hard for a bod like this but I'm a married man now, believe it or not. (laughs) But seriously, I saw her in the ring, she killed Keane and the Warewolf. That unfortunently isn't good enough though, because dooshebags are the lowest rung of the ladder, and each rung from that is Expotentially better. Its all goes down to the math. If Dooshebags are a 2, then Morons would be a 4 and so on. But Im not here to teach you about that boring stuff hon, Im just here to tell you why you don't have a chance in HELL Karm. See, this is a HARDCORE championship, and simply cheating isn't going to cut it, not one bit. It doesn't matter if you got a weapon or not, it's inevitable that Braer rock's your world, turn it upside down and lay the Forsaken Penalty for your indecent behavior. The only reason you have succeeded is as I said, your a few rungs above Dooshebag. Your achievements will mean nothing here at the Waterhouse, and your fans won't do jack squat for you its just you and Wayne, mono e mono. Or maybe not, I guess. I'll be there, and your boyfriends like Smirtdogg and Constance Lamphier might show up too, that's cool, if anyone shows, I'll have something to do.

This is how it will go down. It's simple as this, play by play, we are gonna come out, then you come out, the fans all go crazy for you, the horny guys that can't get any will blow kisses at you and you'll act ditzy and cute as always, you might as well walk out with a dress licking a lollipop, to complete your act. Braer is one tough mother ****er he's will work on you from the start with fierce passion. His fuel will be your anguish and blood curdling screams, his fire will be the anger that he has had to deal with in his life. As I said before, its all in the math, 2 and 2 equals 4, Braer and a fist full of pain equals new Hardcore champ. You might as well write your career off in an Arcanum when he is done with you. Whatever an arcanum is...

Interruption while promo is playing

Braer: An Arcanum is a deep secret or mystery

Scorpion: Who care's that's not the point just watch the promo...

/Interruption

... and that is what I have to say.

Garland: Sounds to me like your awfully cocky, despite the fact that you nor Braer have the position to speak out like that.

Scorpion: Hey man, I earned the right. Karma's good, I'll admit it. But...

Interruption

Braer: There you are with your buts.

Scorpion: Bah, shut up!

/Interruption

... doesn't know what she is getting into. It is no secret that Braer is going to kick her ass...

Interruption

Braer: This just go on and on, stop the tape.

Scorpion stops the tape, and the TV screen shuts off.

Scorpion: Ok so that exactly wasn't my best. But I ramble on like that man, because it is true. What would you have done?

Braer: Let's cut a promo now (turns to the camera)

Karma, this is Braer again. Alright, Scorp, cut feed...

At the Practice Ring, about 5 minutes later

Braer: Karma, observe this...

Braer is on a gymnast mat circling the ring, on a corner of it. He leans to his left side and does a cartwheel. He stands straight, nods to the camera, then starts cartwheeling again, but doesn't stop, and he cartwheels with a rough ovalish shape around the ring, until he gets somewhere close to the original point, and then stands straight for a moment, and takes a deep breath. He then does a backflip, stops, nods, then backflips the rest of the way, to the other end.

Graceful, but should that mean anything to you?

Braer begins to walk off camera, which pans to the direction Braer is heading. He is at some gym equipment like a punching bag and weight bench. Braer starts with the punching bag, at first giving quick bicycle-like punchs, but then starts hammering it with clinched fists, and eventually pulls and tears it apart. He then grabs the bar off the bench and Scorpion helps put weights on. He does some steady curls but then begins to furiously pumping and eventually with all his strength he tosses it to Scorpion. Scorpion tries catching it and barely does it, his arms sink with the weights.

Powerful, but should that mean anything to you?

Scorpion drops the weights on the floor and then opens the cooler next to him and tosses Braer a drink. Braer almost doesn't see it coming but he catches it using his left hand and right forearm. He twists the cap and begins engulfing the drink.

Im glad it means nothing to you. Grace and Power, are meaningless in the match that we are going to have. It's all down to grit and wit for us. It's a mindgame, but I shouldn't have to tell you about that, you're fully aware of that.

Wayne finishes the drink then tosses it aside, wiping his lip

Scorpion has trained me well, and it is with my pleasure that I take that shiny plastic belt they call a 'hardcore title' off your hips. Anyways, I heard about the bloody ear you got. Maybe somebody sent it to you to make you listen. And now that you are paying attention, heed this. Sunday is my night, and I'll be damned if you take this away from me. Forget the math crap and the descriptions and all that, the only thing that will be taught is a lesson in wrestling history. I will make you a living example of why men have always dominated wrestling, why we dominate now, and why we will always dominate. And if you have say or do otherwise, then you will be forsaken, penalyzed, and then you'll only hear 3 things: 1, 2, and 3! See you, darling...

Braer makes a kiss and throws it at the camera then gives a big grin and waves his left hand over his hair as the camera fades to black