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| {{First nations the the world. Dysan now has an opportunity to continue to make his mark in TWW. He can become TWW Nations champion. The real FN Deal Chirs Matthews has announced that he was the man who stole Dysan's title. Now Dysan goes up against him and Syth in a house of corrections cage match at Mind Games. Will Dysan add yet another title to his record. Tommorow we will find out.}} {{The scene opens at night where the streets are empty. Paper blusters around in the wind and some homeless bum argue about who smells the worst. Their speech is interupted, by Dysan and his porsche 911 speeding round the corner. The camera cuts to inside the car where smells like teen spirit by nirvana blasts. Dysan nods his head along with the beat. Obviously Dysan is looking for Sarah, as he described yesterday to Davey. As the car speed about the streets, a lady's voice is heard screaming and shouting 'get off' get your hands off me' Dysan drives past here a few time but fails to here the voice. After hours of driving, Dysan pulls of the road and parks his car, he slumps back in his seat and sighs}} Dysan:: " Maybe Davey was right, maybe this job is best left to the police, i aint never gonna find sarah this way" {{Dysan shakes his head and starts up the engine again, he drives off as the scene turns to static}} {{The scene reopens in Dysan's bedroom, he is packing his TWW attire and some deoderants and shampoo. Dysan zips up the huge back and swings it on to his back. The scene cut to his drive way, dysan slings the bag into the trunk of the car and gets in the car after locking his house up. The porsche drives away...where is Dysan going}} {{The scene reopens in the TWW where sam collins is talking about The Pay Per View}} Collins:: " Well folks what an action packed Pay Per View have for you, You will see...Dysan......." {{Collins is interupted by Smells like teen spirit, Dysan bursts out of the crowd to a huge applause, its ages since he has been out here for a promo. Dysan holds his arm up in the air and smiles. The fans begin chanting Dysan Dysan Dysan. Dysan gets in the ring and is thown a mic from the ring announcer. Sam Collins looks astonished and just sits and watches Dysan as he begins to speak}} Dysan:: "Well it seems tonight is the eve of destruction. The eve of the match in where Dysan has a chance to proove himself . Anyway i am out here to address one man and that one man is you, Chirs Matthews" {{Boo's from crowd}} Dysan:: " Your damn right. Chirs tommorow you will be given a small dosage of what to expect in thr future because this doesnt end here You see. You steling my title has caused me a lot of pain. You cause me pain, i cause you pain.. You see Matthews a lot more than the nations title is on the line. Up for grabs is two things. One, your blood and two respect. The second one i have none for you. Although you did say some good things matthews you made one major mistake. You called me a jobber. Take a look at the record son. See who's the jobber. When we meet up tommorow i intend to give you and syth some of the D man. Syth you have no idea what coming do you. You continue like this is some sort of feud that will blow over, uh uh. You wrong son. When i beat you ass and you are gone from TWW then it will be over...only then. You an Matthews will be both punished, it doesnt matter if you gang up, one on one two on two i can take just about anything. Syth, you my friend are by no means out of the picture, you see, what Matthews has done is something that benifits you as well as me. You see once i win this nations title, you will be welcome to try your luck and give it your best shot at beating me. Some how i dont think thats gonna happen. So Matthews when you and your friend decided to make me this deal, i accepted because of one thing and one ting only, the chance at beating not one but two guys i think two of the biggest jackass's in the TWW. So you two take a long hard ponder over how you are gonna deal with me......while i....well ill just sit back and wait until its time to kick some ass.......some jack-ass." {{Dysan drops the mic and head out of the arena to a standing ovation. He walks to his locker room and sits down the scene then fades to black}} {{The scene reopens later on at dysan home where he is watching TWW highlights from the past week. He see's his match with others and laughs as he mutters to him self, damn im good. Suddenly, interupting the match comes Chirs Matthews cutting a promo. Dysan watchs closely.....}} {{The promo finishes with some harsh words about both Dysan and Syth, the segments ends as Dysan begins to chuckle while looking into the camera}} Dysan:: " hahah, Chris,Chris Chris. When will you learn that pissing me off is the last thing you want to do before any match. Matthews you keep running your mouth like you are some sort of big shot around here in Tidal Wave Wrestling, when your nothing but a punk ass kid. You can wlak into a match 100, 200 percent fit and it wont make one hell of a difference. Dysan doesnt worry about the figures and facts, i worry about one thing i worry about how much my hand is gonna hurt after i have beat down on you so many times. You seem to think im some kind of wannabe, Chris? Why is that. Is that because you know im am about to become one of the most dominent athletes ever to walk into a wrestling ring, or is it because i tower above you, not only in height, Weight, Strength and above all......Class. Or is secret option c the fact that you are scared of me Chirs Matthews, you fear me, you know that without your friend Chinicide you are just some litte kid sqealing to get what he wants. Now i havent ruled out any involve ment from the big chin himself, i KNOW suicide will be making an appearance tommorow, Syth you better be ready as well. Suicide, hear this, You get involved and i will make it my personal duty not to let you even come near to winning the TWW title, you stay out of my buisness and ill stay out of yours. Got It? {{Dysan leans back in his chair and stretches out. He yawns and, mutters to himself, best get me some shut eye. He lies down on the sofa, and slowly nods off into a deep sleep}} Dysan:: " Uh, what uh who there" {{Dysan wkaes up in a mid dream, he wipes his eyes and then gets up yawning and stretching his arms out. He gets up and walks up the stairs to the bathroom where he washes up with soap and water. After this he walks into his bedrom where he gathers up all his tape and wrist guards, he apparntly forgot these earlier. Dysan moves some things out of the way and he suddenly stops. He stares into the cupboard. The camera pans around to see what he is staring at....its a gun. A pistol. Dysan reaches for the pistol and is interupted byt the doorbell. He runs down the stairs to answer it. He opens the door and there standing is Sam Colins and a report crew. Dysan:: " Yes? Collins:: " Hey dysan, we where wondering. if we could......." Dysan:: " No" Collins:: " You dont even know what i am about to say yet" Dysan:: " An interview right?" Collins:: " well...err......no.....well yes. Its just that Syth has been on and " Dysan:: " syth, where" Collins:: " Well you see,he cut a promo in which he had some pretty harsh things to say about you and i think you will be give confirmation by watching this that we did indeed steal you wife from you" Dysan:: " Show me.......NOW!!!!!!" Collins:: " Dave, get the tape" {{One of Collins' crew goes and fetches a video tape from the van parked at the end of dysan's driveway. He brings it inside and places it in Dysan's VCR. He pushes play on the tap and fast forwards it to where syth begins speaking about Dysan}} {{Dysdan watches the promo with intent. He pauses at justr as Syth finishes talking}} Syth::I would say your thoughts will be out to rest but I think they will be put to a nightmare is far more suiting, as will you in a second. Dysan:: " Point that damn camera over here. Yeah thats better. Listen up Syth. i though you had learned your lesson. You just keep coming back for more dont you. Listen up, you know as well as i know, as well as all the people in the TWW know you didnt let me punish yo, the other night. I punished you because i damn well felt like it. You see, when i wanna hurt you Syth, ill hurt you, ill hurt you bad. Yeah you right that i wont end your career, i wouldnt wanna end our fun loving relation ship just yet, i wann punish yo someone. And if, no when i win this nations title, you'll be first inline to get your shot. You really think you have a chance at beating me do you Syth, think again jackass you have no idea what i intend on doing tommorow. No idea. You seem to think that, for some obscure reason that you will be walking out of the house of corrections match with that Nations title around your waist, uh uh i aint gonna happen hotshot. There is no way on this planet that you are walking out of the cage with that Nations title in your possestion. This is a house of corrections match up, things need to be corrected, i need to be corrected as champion once again. I will be champion, i will. {{dysan plays the tape and comes across his wife on the tv screen. He watches the scene closely and pauses the video without watching anymore. He walks out of the room and up the stairs. He goes to the cupboard where the gun is and takes it. The scene cuts to downstairs where Dysan comes rushing down and walks out of the front door, into his car and he drives away. Where is he going? To kill Syth}} {{The scene reopens outside the NYC Gun club shooting range. Dysan is shwon pulling up Cin his car and getting out , then walking into the building. Inside, Dysan checks in at the desk holding some sort of card up to the receptionist. She gives hime the nod and he walks through onto the shooting range. He enters a sound proof boothe with a few targets in the distance, Dysan pulls the pistol out of his pocket and lays it on the desk near him. He turns to look at the camera as he leans up against the wall. }} Dysan:: " Ahh this place brings back memories, lots of memories. Dont owrry Syth, Chirs im not gonna kill you guys, at least not yet. You see what you two have done is pissed me off. Time and time again i warn people not to piss me off. Chirs, you pissed me off be stealing my title and just being a total jackass. Syth, you are also a total jackass, you stole my wife, you must pay the price. People keep asking me, Dysan whats you motivation, how do you do it. I reply the same every time. Revenge. I live off of revenge, something that i have a lot of that need acting on you two guys. There wont be many people in TWW who will think about stealing my Nations title once this match is over. Matthews, pretty boy, dont think for one second that just because Syth is really getting to me that you wont get some as well. There will be plenty off my asskiking to go around. I saw you Chris talking about me, about four hours ago it was, you seem confident, a little too confident......." Dysan:: " You know Chris, you seem awfully confident that your gonna kick my ass....this coming from someone who put a restaining order on me so i couldnt touch you, you sound real tough. So since i wasnt able to beat the hell out of you on tuesday, tommorow will make do. The only difference is instead of thousands seeing me kick your ass it will be millions. So, you keep refering to this word....Jobber? What is a jobber by the sounds of things a jobber is someone who kicks everyones ass, thats what you called me right?....a jobber? Well i have a news flash for you kid this jobber is about to kick your sorry carcas from one end of the Mind Games arena to the other.You seem to think the Extreme title division was a weak division Chirs....why is that. Listen up biy....you couldnt last ten second in an Extreme rules match, though this is a house of corrections, this match i no extreme title match. About me being a paper champion and another face in the crowd, tell me this Chris, if your so good as you say you are how come, you havent beaten everyone in TWW, how come you arnt TWW champion, ill tell you why. You are none of those because you are some lud mouth little kid who thinks he can run with the big dogs. Let me shed some light on the subject son. You will be running with the big dogs tommorow, you will be running with a 6'11 big dog. A bog dog that will, with one powerbomb, take you out. ........Oh and Chris.....when i wanna take somone out............" {{Dysan raises the pistol and fires out the two targets. He then drops the gun and presses a small red button. The targets move forward. They are two pictures, one of Chris Matthews and one of Syth. Each has one bullet hole dead center between the eyes}} Dysan::" I dont miss" {{The scene fades to black}} |
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