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PROLOGUE - Setting a stage.

It’s now been a couple of days since the most epic main event in Shut Out television history took place and while I came out the victor (like I said that I would) I was also on the receiving end of a chair shot to head which busted me wide open.

15 stitches to the head just to stop the blood from seeping out of my open wound.

Much as I hate to do it, I have to give some credit where it’s due but, on the other hand I REALLY don’t owe him shit. He did EXACTLY what I knew he’d do cause it’s something I would have done in his position if I knew that I had lost control in a match like we had. Mikey, see what happened is that you thought you were going to walk into this match and it would be a cake walk for you. Judging by that single mistake you made, I took to it and hit you with the ‘Kill Shot’ and while not exactly obtaining my goal, I did soften you up for TJ Bryce.

More on that shortly. Let’s get into this mess.

CHAPTER ONE: To gloat or not to gloat?

It’s about two in the morning and both myself and Tamara (My wife) have just finished our ‘Victory Celebration’ and what a ‘Celebration’ it was. That woman... Well, that’s a story for another time, Tamara is laying in bed still totally naked and damn it is she hot!

I digress.

She’s still in bed so I take the opportunity to put some clothes on and finally record a promo via the webcam on my laptop. I grab a pair of brown cargo shorts and a dark green Affliction t-shirt and walk over to the computer and get it all set up. As the computer is booting, I flip on the lamp that is to my left and as I sit here waiting for everything to load, I take my fingers and run it along the stitches I received the other night.

The log in screen comes up and I put in my password and watch as the screen comes to life. I go and open up my video recording software and watch as the green light on my webcam comes on. I then go ahead and click the red button to begin recording.

***ON CAMERA***

The Rocket says: What a night last Sunday was. Take into account that Drew Stevenson has returned to WWoW and the word EPIC comes to mind. It was only seventy two hours ago that Michael Harris and I beat the hell out of each other in the middle of the Leon Civic Center where it was... Yours truly who came out with the win.

I run my fingers over the stitches on my head.

The Rocket says: I have to give you some credit Mike. You were able to make me bleed and that’s not something a lot of people can say they've done. I have been through some of the most barbaric matches in my career, some of which you can clearly see scar my body but, none of them have ever been as personal as Sunday night was. Really the only thing left to say is this... If you thought that this thing between us was over, you have another thing coming. If you retain that Championship two Sundays from now then you are truly going to find out what physical pain really is. The things we did to each other three days ago were NOTHING! Retain that title on April 3rd, I want you to just so I have the chance to end your pathetic reign as Apex Champion.

I grab the water bottle to my left and take a drink.

The Rocket says: It’s tied right now my friend. One a piece, fight like hell and make sure you keep that title so that I can truly kick your ass. Because if you retain that title, the next challenger is going to kick you in the skull and put you down like the dog you really are. That’s all for Shut Out though, while your licking your wounds at your house somewhere in a trailer park I will be headlining WWoW’s newest TV show entitled ‘Aftermath’ and you can bet your ass that what I do to Chuck Alexander will only be much worse then the things I have planned for own next meeting, Mike. I’ll move on to another topic though and that is the aforementioned Charles Alexander.

I straighten up in my chair.

The Rocket says: Chuck my friend, your come back is about to officially be halted. I remember all the shit you used to do back in the good old MSN days. You were a piece of shit then and seeing you in the middle of a WWoW ring when you decided to make your come back made me think of one thing and one thing only.

I pick up a sheet of paper with a picture of me kicking Chuck’s ass and show it to the camera.

The Rocket says: Yeah, it’s a Photoshop manipulation but what it shows is exactly what’s going to happen on ‘Aftermath’ see when I started getting into program with Michael Harris and I saw all these new kids coming around to the WWoW’s block I gotta say that I was excited and then I saw you. All the memories of all the bullshit I saw you do started rushing back and then I came back to the present and realized that this time, you are on MY turf. This company isn't going to be like BWF Unlimited for you. These fans WON’T welcome you into the building like they do for TJ Bryce or Scott Addams or even myself. You’re in the Undiscovered Country now and there’s no way out of it.

I put the picture back down and take another sip of my water.

The Rocket says: The one thing that Michael Harris and you have in common is that you both think WAY TOO HIGHLY of yourselves. He calls himself ‘The Legendary King’ and you call yourself ‘The Real Fucking Deal’ check it out though, neither of you are exactly sitting on your rockers correctly because the true ‘Legendary King’ and the actual ‘Real Fucking Deal’ is the same guy that’s speaking to you right now, ME! The issues between me and Mike are far from over and you wanted someone to face you for your comeback match so I answered the call and I can guarantee you that I am better at less than one hundred percent then I am in the condition that Mike is currently in. At ‘Aftermath’ you are going to begin your road to glory with a loss and that’s all there is to it.

I begin to click the red button to end the promo but, I forget there is a little more.

The Rocket says: Before I head back to bed with my wife, let me ONCE AGAIN just throw out that while I am not on the next Shut Out card, I will be in the building watching the re-match for the Apex Championship and once the winner is decided you can bet that I will be making my presence known. Mike, you know all about that don’t you? You remember getting the ‘Kill Shot’ after you beat TJ that title right? Might happen again if you aren't on your guard. Just saying, watch your back cause you never know when I’ll fire the ‘Kill Shot.

And with that I press the little record button and screen goes black.

FADE.

END OF CHAPTER ONE.

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