Post by sss on Feb 21, 2007 23:51:24 GMT -6
The scene opens in Shawn Stevens locker room. He is taping up his wrists when his phone rings. He reaches over and clicks it on to speaker phone. And leaves it on the chair next to him.
Shawn: Hello, who's calling?
Jay: It's your brother dumbass.....
Shawn: I knew that, sheesh, just messing bro. You get my message?
Jay: Yeah, you think it really was him huh?
Shawn: I think so. But he just disappeared. If it was him though I don't know what he's here for.
Jay: You think he'd get involved and cost you the match?
Shawn: No, if anything I actually see him screwing Rich. He said he likes me more than Rich, and I can't really blame him. I mean seriously, it's Rich Morrison.....that's like ten Josh Eagles worth of annoyance with one tenth the skill. It's easily the worst trade off.
Jay: Hahaha. True. Well if it really is him, maybe he is just there for the show. Or maybe it was an impostor. He was a popular guy everywhere he went. I wouldn't be suprised.
Shawn: That's what I'd like to believe. But at least now maybe Rich will see and be watching his own back even moreso.
Jay: I dunno man....
Shawn: You're right, his ego won't allow him to actually worry. Either that or maybe he thinks he can slip him a hundred and get him to work for him instead of against him.
Jay: You should know by now that he doesn't work like that. He will do just the opposite of someone trying to bribe him. Anything he can do to spite someone will be done.
Shawn: I know, I remember. Not like I'm not familiar with him.
The phone beeps loudly.
Shawn: I got another call bro. Talk to you after I win?
Jay: Sure thing, good luck.
Shawn leans and clicks the phone to the next call.
Shawn: Yo Kipper, what's new?
Kip: Just got that interview finalized. My editor loved it. He wants the follow up after the win. So you better win.
Shawn: Don't worry. I got it. Sorry you had to deal with Captain Insano.
Kip: Haha, yeah a couple of stupid questions and a false promise and he shut up. That man is so full of himself. When he thought he was gonna get the cover he damn near pushed me out of the building to get to work on it.
Shawn: Don't doubt it. I can't honestly believe that he thought he was gonna convince you to put him on the cover and give him a story. The magazine wants INTERESTING acticles. Something people want to read. It does wanna make it past the first issue. And I think the Shawn Stevens exclusive will hook those first time readers.
Kip: Yeah, well it's still undecided for the final draft, but right now the cover has you standing infront of the POW banner with the POW Heavyweight Championship above you're head.
Shawn: Wow, that's quite an honor. But what are you gonna do when I win? It won't be above my head, it'll be around my waist. Or maybe over my shoulder.
Kip: That's what the second issue will have with the followup. All you have to do is make good winning the title.
Shawn: Really Kipper, don't worry. I got this one in the bag.
Kip: Alright well I am gonna finish up this piece and then be on my way back for the victory celebration.
Shawn: See you then man. With about fifteen to twenty pounds of gold in my possession.
Kip laughs and the two end their conversation. Someone knocks on Stevens' door.
Shawn: Come in, it's open.
The person enters and it is a security guard for the show.
Guard: Uh, Shawn? Rich Morrison was outside bothering fans. He was talking something about the Morrison Fellowship and how the fans need to bow down to him and all. Some crazy stuff. Jason Lee told me to come tell you. He also had some big enforcer type guy hanging around him.
Shawn: Wait, so he thinks he's Jesus again? Wow.....as if when he went nuts in UWL wasn't enough. Now he does it here. And this time out in the public. What did the people have to say?
Guard: Haha, they booed him unmericlessly.
Shawn: That's expected. Good to see he finally realizes that the people hate him. Sad to see him lose his mind again. Or well, I don't know if I can say again. I don't think he ever had a mind to lose since I have known him. Flanagan looks sane and sober compared to Morrison.
Guard: What about the guy with him? If he doesn't have a ticket we can throw him out.
Shawn: Stop him if he tries to get involved, but don't throw him out of the building. I have a couple backups of my own if that happens. And maybe a third, I'm not sure.....
Guard: Alright. I'll be by the left side of the ramp and if I see anyone getting close to getting involved I'll take care of it.
Shawn: Thanks, I want this as clean as possible. No one interferes. No shady finishes I want to beat him clean. So once and for all he can shut his mouth that he's better than me, cause we all know the truth....it's just taking him a little longer to get it.
The guard nods and leaves the room. Stevens stands up. The taping can be heard starting in the building. The screaming fans, the lights, the glitz, the glammour, the glory, the gold.
Shawn: Tonight is the night. Rich, I know you're listening. Hope you're ready for this because it's not gonna be fun or pretty for you in any way. The night can only end one way.....and that way is Simply Sensational........
Stevens hops to his feet. He opens his locker room door and the crowd can be heard even louder throughout the halls. Stevens looks to have no fear and no jitters. He exits the locker room and the scene fades.