Post by thepredator on May 22, 2007 15:50:49 GMT -6
:: The scene opens backstage at the Scottrade Center in St Louis, Missouri. David Hunter enters through the back door. He’s wearing a white vest and black tracksuit with a big Adidas bag over his shoulder. He walks down the corridor looking at the different doors which have temporary plaques on them. Jester the Clown…Flying Diamond Cutter Man…George Duke…Jay T Nitro…Murderous Intent…The Four Horsemen. David stops and looks at the door, before noticing the door opposite, “The Predator” Dave Hunter.::
David: What the hell.
::David has a look inside the room which has “Four Horsemen: XE” on the door. The room is empty. So he walks into his own lockerroom and he puts his bag on the bench, leaving the door slightly ajar to let some light into the room. The room has no windows and it is pitch black. He shuts the door and turns on the light before opening his bag and taking out the International Title…::
Voice: …nice belt.
::David anxiously jumps and turns around to find Mike McManus sitting opposite him on a UWC chair.::
David: Mike, you scared the shit out of me, man!
Mike: Thank you.
::Mike stands up and walks over to Dave. They clasp hands and sit down on the bench.::
Mike: How you doin’, Man?
David: I’m doin’ okay!
Mike: What was with the time off. Everything okay back on the other side of the pond?
David: It is now. They just needed “The Predator” to go and save the day.
Mike: Cool! Glad to see you back anyway…keeping out of trouble…ahem.
David: Yeah. The retard had it coming to him. It’s not the first time I’ve had shit off him. Not this bad though. f**k! I didn’t see that coming.
Mike: No, and I bet he didn’t see it coming when you smashed the frigger in the cheekbone, breaking not only his cheekbone, but his eye socket too and knocking out three of his teeth.
David: No, I don’t think he did…
Mike: Well, I hope you’re that aggressive tonight against Stevens. I might not have managed for a while, but you’ve certainly not gone down hill, despite being with out me…
David: Well…I think that all that last night will be nothing compared to tonight.
Mike: You hope. This is Shawn Stevens, remember!
David: Yeah and he wasn’t exactly a pussy, Mike. The guy was well over 300 pounds and 7 foot 1.
Mike: Yeah, but still. You’ve got a Midwest Heavyweight Champion on your hands tonight.
David: Yeah, and he’s got an International Champion on his hands! I’m not a walkover, Mikey!
Mike: Ha, you don’t need to tell me that. ‘You looking forward to it, Dave.
David: I am, Mike. It’s been a while since I’ve been thriving for some in-ring action but tonight I’m really excited. I can’t wait!
Mike: Good. ‘Cause if you weren’t, I’d be worried. I’d heard since you came to POW that you weren’t really getting the kicks anymore…
David: Well, it ain’t UWC is it. But POW has it’s own positives. I’m really enjoying my time here!
Mike: Glad to hear it…
David: So what’s with the rooms?
Mike: Pardon?
David: Why does Ci, Lance and Reck get the Four Horsemen’s room and I have to be in one of my own.
Mike: Dunno…privilege for the International Champ.
David: …Mike?
Mike: Yeah, I sorted it out with Dad. I intended to come down to ringside with ya tonight if you don’t mind.
David: Don’t be stupid, Mike. You’ve helped me get this far. I’m not throwing you off the band wagon now!
Mike: Thanks Dave. Glad to know I’m still appreciated.
David: Course you are. You’re my manager aren’t you!
::At this point, Big Ci walks into the room::
Big Ci: Dave…Michael…what’s going on?
David: Yeah, I asked the same question. Mike had arranged for me to have my own locker room with this being a UWC/POW show and me being a champion and he being my manager.
Big Ci: Right, okay. So is this just a One Nighter then.
David: Yeah…Don’t worry Big guy. I’ll be back in the Horsemen’s locker room soon enough.
Big Ci: Good…
Mike: So, Ci, you prepared for tonight.
Big Ci: I am, Michael, yes.
Mike: That’s good.
Big Ci: Yeah…it is.
Mike: Yep.
::Lance Erickson walks into the room with Reck Maverick following.::
Lance: How come we wasn’t invited to the party?
David: Lan…
Big Ci: Dave was just saying that Mike had arranged for Dave to have a locker room of his own with Mike being his manager…for tonight…one night only!
Lance: Cool!
Reck: (To David) How ya doin, man?
David: I’m well, Reck. You?
Reck: I’m doing good. Even better to see you back in the States…keeping out of trouble.
Mike: Haha, I said exactly the same thing!
Big Ci: …Hilarious!
Reck: So, Dave, you ready big man?
David: I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. It’s good to be back. I’ve got butterflies just thinking ‘bout tonight.
Lance: That’s ‘cause it’s SuperMania I I I!
David: Yeah, there’s always that extra buzz!
Mike: And there’ll be an even bigger buzz when You and I walk out of that arena with the POW Midwest Heavyweight Championship on your right shoulder and the UWC International Championship on the other…
Big Ci: And there’ll be an even bigger buzz when you walk into next weeks POW show as One Quarter of the Four Horsemen: XE and as POW Midwest Heavyweight Champion.
Lance: I’m liking the sounds of that!
David: Yeah, another accomplishment to add to the list.
Big Ci: Dave, do you wanna come down to the lobby and grab a cup of coffee.
David: Yeah, you guys comin’?
Lance: Me and Reck are gonna go down to the suite and see if any of the guys are already down there…and if not, we’re gonna grab some champagne and bring it up here for tonight’s celebrations.
Mike: I’m gonna go and nip down to see my dad…see if everything’s sorted!
David: Fair enough. Lance, bring up some sandwiches and some garlic bread too. I’ve got a hell of a hunger on me.
Lance: I’ll do my best.
::Big Ci and David exit the locker room.::
::Scene Fades::
::Scene re-opens in the lobby were David and Big Ci are sat on stools drinking coffee.::
Big Ci: So, David, what’s the deal with Mike?
David: What do you mean? It’s a UWC show. He was my manager in UWC and he’ll be managing me tonight.
Big Ci: And that’s it?
David: Yeah, that’s it.
Big Ci: So what about after tonight?
David: I’m not sure…
Big Ci: Dave, come on. You’re considering it aren’t you?
David: Considering what?
Big Ci: Going back to being “The Lone Man” with Mike McFrigginManus in your corner.
David: No, I’m not considering that.
Big Ci: So what you not sure about? What is it that you are considering?
David: It’s irrelevant what I’m considering. One thing that I am sure about is that I’ll be walking out of this building with not none, not one but two titles on my shoulder!
Big Ci: Well I suppose that’s good. I like your confidence and I agree that we should focus on the matter in hand and then start considering shit after all of Lance’s celebrations…
David: Too right. I’m ready Big man. I’ve got a feeling.
Big Ci: Yeah, so have I. Let’s go for it Pred. Shawn Stevens may be good. He may be Sensational. But you just remember who you are, man. You’re David Hunter. You’re The Predator! You’re Controversy Defined and above all else you are the UWC International Champion and King of the Ring. Lets add another accomplishment to the list. Let’s add the POW Midwest Heavyweight Championship to the list. Let’s bring gold back to the Horsemen and let’s take over. You fancy a last minute warm up…There’s punch bags and shit in the big locker room.
David: Now, I’m liking the sounds of that!
::The scene fades as they both finish their coffees and exit the lobby.::
David: What the hell.
::David has a look inside the room which has “Four Horsemen: XE” on the door. The room is empty. So he walks into his own lockerroom and he puts his bag on the bench, leaving the door slightly ajar to let some light into the room. The room has no windows and it is pitch black. He shuts the door and turns on the light before opening his bag and taking out the International Title…::
Voice: …nice belt.
::David anxiously jumps and turns around to find Mike McManus sitting opposite him on a UWC chair.::
David: Mike, you scared the shit out of me, man!
Mike: Thank you.
::Mike stands up and walks over to Dave. They clasp hands and sit down on the bench.::
Mike: How you doin’, Man?
David: I’m doin’ okay!
Mike: What was with the time off. Everything okay back on the other side of the pond?
David: It is now. They just needed “The Predator” to go and save the day.
Mike: Cool! Glad to see you back anyway…keeping out of trouble…ahem.
David: Yeah. The retard had it coming to him. It’s not the first time I’ve had shit off him. Not this bad though. f**k! I didn’t see that coming.
Mike: No, and I bet he didn’t see it coming when you smashed the frigger in the cheekbone, breaking not only his cheekbone, but his eye socket too and knocking out three of his teeth.
David: No, I don’t think he did…
Mike: Well, I hope you’re that aggressive tonight against Stevens. I might not have managed for a while, but you’ve certainly not gone down hill, despite being with out me…
David: Well…I think that all that last night will be nothing compared to tonight.
Mike: You hope. This is Shawn Stevens, remember!
David: Yeah and he wasn’t exactly a pussy, Mike. The guy was well over 300 pounds and 7 foot 1.
Mike: Yeah, but still. You’ve got a Midwest Heavyweight Champion on your hands tonight.
David: Yeah, and he’s got an International Champion on his hands! I’m not a walkover, Mikey!
Mike: Ha, you don’t need to tell me that. ‘You looking forward to it, Dave.
David: I am, Mike. It’s been a while since I’ve been thriving for some in-ring action but tonight I’m really excited. I can’t wait!
Mike: Good. ‘Cause if you weren’t, I’d be worried. I’d heard since you came to POW that you weren’t really getting the kicks anymore…
David: Well, it ain’t UWC is it. But POW has it’s own positives. I’m really enjoying my time here!
Mike: Glad to hear it…
David: So what’s with the rooms?
Mike: Pardon?
David: Why does Ci, Lance and Reck get the Four Horsemen’s room and I have to be in one of my own.
Mike: Dunno…privilege for the International Champ.
David: …Mike?
Mike: Yeah, I sorted it out with Dad. I intended to come down to ringside with ya tonight if you don’t mind.
David: Don’t be stupid, Mike. You’ve helped me get this far. I’m not throwing you off the band wagon now!
Mike: Thanks Dave. Glad to know I’m still appreciated.
David: Course you are. You’re my manager aren’t you!
::At this point, Big Ci walks into the room::
Big Ci: Dave…Michael…what’s going on?
David: Yeah, I asked the same question. Mike had arranged for me to have my own locker room with this being a UWC/POW show and me being a champion and he being my manager.
Big Ci: Right, okay. So is this just a One Nighter then.
David: Yeah…Don’t worry Big guy. I’ll be back in the Horsemen’s locker room soon enough.
Big Ci: Good…
Mike: So, Ci, you prepared for tonight.
Big Ci: I am, Michael, yes.
Mike: That’s good.
Big Ci: Yeah…it is.
Mike: Yep.
::Lance Erickson walks into the room with Reck Maverick following.::
Lance: How come we wasn’t invited to the party?
David: Lan…
Big Ci: Dave was just saying that Mike had arranged for Dave to have a locker room of his own with Mike being his manager…for tonight…one night only!
Lance: Cool!
Reck: (To David) How ya doin, man?
David: I’m well, Reck. You?
Reck: I’m doing good. Even better to see you back in the States…keeping out of trouble.
Mike: Haha, I said exactly the same thing!
Big Ci: …Hilarious!
Reck: So, Dave, you ready big man?
David: I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. It’s good to be back. I’ve got butterflies just thinking ‘bout tonight.
Lance: That’s ‘cause it’s SuperMania I I I!
David: Yeah, there’s always that extra buzz!
Mike: And there’ll be an even bigger buzz when You and I walk out of that arena with the POW Midwest Heavyweight Championship on your right shoulder and the UWC International Championship on the other…
Big Ci: And there’ll be an even bigger buzz when you walk into next weeks POW show as One Quarter of the Four Horsemen: XE and as POW Midwest Heavyweight Champion.
Lance: I’m liking the sounds of that!
David: Yeah, another accomplishment to add to the list.
Big Ci: Dave, do you wanna come down to the lobby and grab a cup of coffee.
David: Yeah, you guys comin’?
Lance: Me and Reck are gonna go down to the suite and see if any of the guys are already down there…and if not, we’re gonna grab some champagne and bring it up here for tonight’s celebrations.
Mike: I’m gonna go and nip down to see my dad…see if everything’s sorted!
David: Fair enough. Lance, bring up some sandwiches and some garlic bread too. I’ve got a hell of a hunger on me.
Lance: I’ll do my best.
::Big Ci and David exit the locker room.::
::Scene Fades::
::Scene re-opens in the lobby were David and Big Ci are sat on stools drinking coffee.::
Big Ci: So, David, what’s the deal with Mike?
David: What do you mean? It’s a UWC show. He was my manager in UWC and he’ll be managing me tonight.
Big Ci: And that’s it?
David: Yeah, that’s it.
Big Ci: So what about after tonight?
David: I’m not sure…
Big Ci: Dave, come on. You’re considering it aren’t you?
David: Considering what?
Big Ci: Going back to being “The Lone Man” with Mike McFrigginManus in your corner.
David: No, I’m not considering that.
Big Ci: So what you not sure about? What is it that you are considering?
David: It’s irrelevant what I’m considering. One thing that I am sure about is that I’ll be walking out of this building with not none, not one but two titles on my shoulder!
Big Ci: Well I suppose that’s good. I like your confidence and I agree that we should focus on the matter in hand and then start considering shit after all of Lance’s celebrations…
David: Too right. I’m ready Big man. I’ve got a feeling.
Big Ci: Yeah, so have I. Let’s go for it Pred. Shawn Stevens may be good. He may be Sensational. But you just remember who you are, man. You’re David Hunter. You’re The Predator! You’re Controversy Defined and above all else you are the UWC International Champion and King of the Ring. Lets add another accomplishment to the list. Let’s add the POW Midwest Heavyweight Championship to the list. Let’s bring gold back to the Horsemen and let’s take over. You fancy a last minute warm up…There’s punch bags and shit in the big locker room.
David: Now, I’m liking the sounds of that!
::The scene fades as they both finish their coffees and exit the lobby.::