One Thought

[Thunder]

///Prologue///
Normally it would be safe to say that Thunder has a million thoughts running through his mind. When it’s not his own finances Thunder is thinking about, he is seemingly always thinking about many different aspects of his wrestling career. The previous week’s match, his next match, and even the match following that are normally on Thunder’s mind. But this is not the case in the days leading up to One, WCF’s biggest PPV of the year. Thunder is thinking and focusing on only one thing: defeating JJ Biggs to retain the Television Title. This truly is the most important match of Thunder’s career. With a win against JJ Biggs at One, Thunder can show that he truly is as great as he says.

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The scene opens on a cold and snowy night on January 28th. Snow falls from the sky and covers the sidewalks and roads. On this cold evening, it is very likely that some ice lies under the snow on the road. Because of this, almost no one is walking on the sidewalk along the high-class restaurant or the expensive hotel on the other side. A few cars inch their way along the road, fearing that they will slide on the ice. Thunder stands on the hotel’s front steps, apparently waiting for his ride to the arena. The arena can be seen in the distance, due to it not being that far away. Thunder continues to watch the road, but his limo still will not come. After looking down at his watch, Thunder’s cell phone begins to ring. He reaches into his overcoat and pulls out the phone.

Thunder: You going to be late? Are you kidding me?

There is a pause as Thunder listens to what the person’s reply is.

Thunder: Yeah, I can see it’s snowing. I’m not blind. But I’ve got the biggest match in my WCF career tonight and you are not going to ruin that for me. So you better get here within five minutes or you will not be employed by me anymore.

Thunder closes the phone and stuffs it back into his overcoat before the other person, presumably his limo driver, can say other word. Now Thunder is left staring at the near deserted area once again. A few people walk out of the high-class restaurant and hail a passing cab. They get in and are soon off in the direction of the arena. Thunder had seen the cab and knew that there would have been no problems getting a ride in it. But he would wait. Getting into a smelly cab was a last resort that Thunder didn’t even want to think about.

While standing there waiting, Thunder couldn’t help but think about what his fate would be. The first thought was what Thunder always thought about his matches: any easy victory. But then as he thought more, Thunder realized this wouldn’t be an easy match at all…

Suddenly a black limo comes speeding up to the hotel steps, tires skidding as it stops. Thunder is now out of his trance, having no idea how long he was standing there thinking. The limo driver steps out onto the snow-covered road.

Limo Driver: I’m terribly sorry sir. I got here as quickly as I could.

Thunder looks down at his watch.

Thunder: It’s not too late.

Limo Driver: Well in that case, we should head out now. If you just head over to the limo I’ll grab your bag.

The limo driver walks towards the steps at the same time Thunder walks off them. As he heads to the right side door, the limo driver picks up the black gym bag that sat behind Thunder. After placing it in the trunk, the limo driver lets Thunder in the back, and then steps inside the limo himself. Thunder sits in the middle of the long plush leather seat. Almost directly above him is the sunroof. Near Thunder is a flat screen TV and a large amount of wine. But Thunder is not interested in either. He only has one thought on his mind: his match against JJ Biggs.

Now inside the limo, the driver talks to Thunder during their trip.

Limo Driver: So this is a really big match?

Thunder: Oh course it is, you idiot. I pretty sure I mentioned that on the phone. Do you ever listen?

Limo Driver: Sorry. I guess I just forgot. You don’t have to get so angry about it.

Thunder: Sure, sure. I only have the biggest match of my career coming up, a match that no one believes I can win. The last thing I need is an idiot like you almost making me late and asking stupid questions.

Limo Driver: Once again sir, I’m very sorry.

Thunder: Yeah, yeah.

After a brief awkward pause, the limo driver speaks again.

Limo Driver: So you’re the underdog, so to speak, tonight?

Thunder: Yeah. That’s what everyone says.

Limo Driver: Why is that? I may not know much about wrestling, but shouldn’t the champion be the favorite?

Thunder: Not in this case. Because tonight I am facing someone who is essentially a WCF legend in JJ Biggs. He calls himself The Greatest and most people seem to believe that. He is a former World Champion, Television Champion, and Tag Team Champion. So everybody thinks that the great and mighty JJ Biggs will pick up another title and another easy victory.

Limo Driver: You don’t think that will happen?

Thunder appears angry after such a comment.

Thunder: Are you that stupid? I’m going to win tonight and there’s no doubt about that. I doesn’t matter to me if there’s not one person alive that thinks I can’t win. I’m going to shock the world tonight and show the idiots like you that I am as great as I say I am. Don’t you dare talk to me again until we’re at the arena.

The glass window separating the driver from Thunder goes up. The two men now find themselves in complete silence, except for the sound of the engine.

After a few minutes of silence, the car stops and the window goes down.

Limo Driver: We’re here.

The driver exits the car, opens Thunder’s door, and then takes his gym bag out of the trunk. As he hands the gym bag to Thunder, Thunder gives him a tip.

Limo Driver: Thank you very much sir.

Thunder now walks towards the entrance to the arena. In the distance he hears the limo driver call him.

Limo Driver: Good luck tonight!

He stops and turns his head back.

Thunder: Like I need it.

Following that statement, Thunder continues on the path to the arena. Finally, he steps inside and walks down the hall. After walking a short distance, he sees that the WCF interview center is right next to him. It is a black backdrop with “WCF One” written in silver. The flat screen TV at the top of the backdrop says the same thing. Hank Brown, WCF interviewer, immediately approaches Thunder.

Hank Brown: Thunder! I know you have a big match tonight, but do you could take a few seconds to talk about your match?

Thunder: Actually, yes I would. I’ve got a lot of things on my mind, so it’s time to say it.

Thunder steps in front of the backdrop and speaks.

Thunder: Tonight I am wrestling in the biggest match of my career against my toughest opponent to date. JJ Biggs is great, there’s no doubt about that. And it seems that everyone believes that not only is JJ Biggs “the greatest” but they also believe that I have no chance against him. I don’t care what anyone thinks about me and I never have. But there is something I want to say to JJ Biggs.

Biggs, you are making a severe mistake coming into this match. You’re coming into this match thinking I am no threat whatsoever, and that will be your downfall. Do you really think that me holding three titles at one time was a fluke? Do you really think that I didn’t deserve any of those titles? You obviously don’t think that I deserve the Television Title, but I’m going to show you in the worst way that I am better than you.

When I drop you on your head and pin you, I won’t be an undeserving champion anymore. When I kick your skull in, I won’t be the guy that is out of his league. And when I hold the Television Title at the end of the match, you’ll know that you made the worst mistake of your career when you underestimated me. Tonight is my night, not yours. I’ll still be Television Champion when the night is over, and I will shock the wrestling world.

Thunder continues to walk down the hall as the scene fades. [/b][/center]