Post by Donald Deruty on Jul 15, 2011 19:09:02 GMT -5
The scene opens with the sound of birds chirping in the day light. The sound of the birds is all that is heard with there being no sight from the camera at all. Although the sight starts to slowly come with the sight of the sun light starting to rid the world of all of the darkness and shadows. The camera sees the beautiful orange, yellow, and red colored sun a rising from its dark nights sleep. The camera starts to lowers down when the sight of a roof of what looks like to be a white building. The camera continues to descend down until the sight of the name “Wrestling Training” painted in black very neatly and in cursive on the building. The camera seems to continue down the plain white building to the view of a young man about twelve standing in front of the glass doors of the establishment. The young boy looks up and down and seems to be rather nervous about entering the building. The young boy swallows and walk towards the glass doors in front of him. He slowly reaches in front of him and opens the doors to the establishment. The camera follows him seeming to go right through the glass like it was just transparent and not there.
The camera is set on the young boy, but you can see the inside of the “Wrestling Training” establishment. There are body builders on tricep and bicep machines, they are bench pressing two hundred easy. Everyone just seems to not focus on the young boy walking in the business, even though he sticks our like a bull in a fine china shop. He is all alone no one else that is even close to his size and age. Although the intimidation factor from all of the men, he still ascends through the establishment to the back towards the sight up office. In the very back of the “Wrestling Training” establishment there is a white door that has the words “Office” on a gold plaque towards the top of the door. The young boy stops at the door and takes a breath before reaching for the gold door knob and opens the door. The camera immediately goes in the room when the door opens. The sight of the young boy stops him right in his tracks like he was frozen right then and there.
The sight of gold trophies and plaques and medals shine upon the room, the sun light from a window on the left side of the room just glisten off of the medals and awards in the room. The young boy looks around the room before he is interrupted by the sound of a man sitting in a black leather chair, only the back of the chair is only seen before it spins around to greet the young boy.
Mystery Man: Hello, welcome to Wrestling Training the best god damn place to gain some muscle, learn to wrestling, or just learn some self defense. What is your name today sir?
Young Donald Deruty: Hello, sir it is nice to meet you! My name is Donald Deruty, and I was hoping to do all of that, that you mentioned. Get some muscle, and learn to wrestle.
Mystery Man: Well you can to the right place! My name is Mr. Hawg, Odis Hawg. I will be your instructor here at Wrestling Training. I am rather pleased to see someone the size of yourself in here! It shows character and that you don't just want to be a lazy ass and lay around and play those dumb ass video games all day! Also we have a member of Wrestling Training that is looking for a partner and is the same size as you!
Young Donald Deruty: That is great! Well when do I start?
Odis Hawg: Wow! Now hold up mister, I need to have some identification from you about yourself. How old are you son?
Young Donald Deruty: Twelve sir!
Odis Hawg: Ok Mr. Deruty! Do you have any adult confirmation that you can do this? You know anyone above the age of eighteen?
Young Donald Deruty: Well sir, you see the thing is that my mother would not approve of this kind of behavior. So I am really just here alone, I know it is bad that I do not have any permission to do this, but I would really like to change my life around. I have done bad things in the past that I am not at all happy about and I want it to end.
Odis Hawg: Well I shouldn't be doing this but you bring quite a bargain going. I will sign your permission. I like your cause kid! I will indeed sign that application for you.
Young Donald Deruty: Really?
Odis Hawg: Yes I will, just make sure you don't disappoint me and make me regret making this decision!
Young Donald Deruty: Yes sir! I promise I wont let you down or disappoint you!
Odis Hawg: Ok, good boy! Now do you have any questions for me?
Young Donald Deruty: Umm, yes I need to know when to show up? When I will be scheduled for my time here?
Odis Hawg: Well kid, you know what? I am going to let you decide that! I would like you to come in everyday if possible. I have a interest in you and I don't know why, but I can see potential inside of you! Your new partner will be here any minute why don't you have a seat and we can get to know each other while we wait for him to show up?
Yound Donald Deruty: Ok sir.
The young Donald Deruty pulls up one of the two chairs in front of the wooden desk that Mr Hawg is behind. They sit there quiet before they start to have a conversation while the two wait.
Odis Hawg: So Mr. Deruty is it?...
Odis is interrupted by the sound of the office door opening with a young man wearing dark green shorts and a white T shirt. He has a very spikey and slick hair, almost like that of a millionaire. He looks up at Odis before speaking.
Mystery Boy: Hey Odis whats up? Do we have some fresh meat?
Odis Hawg: Marcus this is Donald and he will be your partner for the rest of the time you two are here! I want you two to go and get to know each other. Go start your workout, Donald you will do the same weights as Marcus here.
Donald nods as well as Marcus, they both exits his office and go to the nearest curling machine that they can find Marcus walks through the crowd patting the other men on the back. Marcus gets on it first when they start to talk to each other.
Marcus: So Donald right? How are you doing Donald?
Young Donald Deruty: Ok, I guess. My name is Donald, Donald Deruty.
Marcus: Well nice to meet you Donald, my name is Marcus Moneybanks. Son of the famous Martin Moneybanks, the owner of the biggest cigar company in all of the United Kingdom!
Young Donald Deruty: Wait...United Kingdom? Like in England?
Marcus Moneybanks: Indeed, I was born in the United Kingdom, but I am here for my families vacation. We like to visit the states every once and awhile it helps get away from all of the stuff going on in the UK. Well where are you from Donald Deruty?
Marcus lets go of the bar on the curling machine causing the weights to slam into each other but with the sound of the other men in the room dropping weights and yelling it is barely heard. Marcus shows Donald to the curling machine while they continue on with their conversation.
Young Donald Deruty: Well I am born and raised in New York City! Been here all my life and in the same house ever since I was born.
Marcus Moneybanks: So tell me more about yourself Donald. Like of your life, it looks like we will become very good friends here. Os tel me more and I will do mutual.
Young Donald Deruty: Ok well, a couple of months ago. Five to be exact, that was about the time I got a letter by a man in an American Army uniform. He stood at my door and handed me a letter in an envelope. He then just walked off. I looked inside of the letter and I found that the letter said that my father and brother's bodies were found in a raided camp.
Marcus Moneybanks: Ohh man, I am so sorry!
Donald gets up from the curling machine and the two young men lock eyes before walking on to the next machine. The two continue to speak to each other as the sight slowly goes out following by the sound of their voices. The sight from the camera starts to slowly fade back in with the sight of a old and beaten up curling machine in a corner with graffiti on the walls beside it. There is one man standing in front of it with a tuxedo on. He is staring down at it before sound starts to be heard.
Donald Deruty: This very item. One of the many things that helped me meet one of my best childhood friends are we are still friends this very day. This curling machine helped me in so many different ways. It helped me physically, mentally, and emotionally. To many of you people this machine is just a piece of junk that belongs in the shit hole called of a building. There are so many memories that I experienced here in this very room and building. I developed as a true man here and now look at it just a piece of shit that some one pushed out of their ass. What has society gone to today? So many childhood memories just tore down and destroyed in a matter of a push of a button of dynamite or one swing from a wrecking ball. This very building is scheduled for demolition tomorrow, and I was here when I had the good times, and I will be here when they tear it up. A place where so many people have worked their ass off to get that perfect body, or just change normally. A wonderful place just going to be put down just like a snap. To this day the only real friend I have in the world, I met here. That man is Marcus Moneybanks.
Marcus was a man of his word. Even through the good and the bad times. Marcus helped me through all of my bad times as well as cherished the good times with me. Marcus will be a good friend of mine till death. The only person who gave a damn about me! A person that knew I had a good future ahead of me. The only person who kept me working on something that I had doubts about. The only man that ever believed in me from day one. Still to this day he was the only one who ever thought I would achieve what I did. No one not even my best of friends in the WCF.
Everyone looked at me like a was just going to be here for a couple of weeks. I wouldn't amount to shit I maybe get lucky and win a cheap ass championship for one week and then lose it the next week. I was just a stupid rookie that people thought that they could just trample all over me. And I was that person the first couple of me. Just a loser who was dreaming of being at the top someday, well guess the fuck what? I did it! I am at the top! I am the WCF World Champion! I am main eventing Pay Per Views that I never thought I would before! I made it, I proved all of you wrong. All of you say that it was my time t shine? Well my time in the spot light has just begun!
D-Day lifts his head and looks into the camera before speaking once again.
Donald Deruty: Odin Balfore. A giant? A Norse nerd? No matter how you look at him there is one thing that will always be right about him. He is a man who thinks he knows everything. I mean please Odin, you say that I don't even believe in myself? Where the fuck has you been the past couple of months? Having gay sex with your little pervert that you carry around with you? I mean I don't believe in myself? Are you fucking mad? I have been kicking ass and taking names for the past couple of months. Torture, Jay Williams, and everyone else that I have faced in that ring since I beat Torture! No one has even graced me! All I have been doing is kicking ass and getting the 1...2...3. What have you been doing? Harassing the hell out of a female superstar here and one that could easily kick your ass to the curb. Odin you also say that I am one of the best here in the WCF, and that is true I am in a group of the best wrestlers here in the WCF. I am not the best here yet, but I do have this...THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP around my waist! What do you have? The dinky little United States Championship, now I know and I have heard that same shit, about that all of the championships in the WCF should be treated equal, blahh blahh blahh. Well Odin that shit doesn't matter. What the fuck has the United States Championship been producing? Just a mid card championship, that is all it is. Tell me something Odin, has anyone here in the Ultimate Showdown main event even said anything about the United States Championship? No they haven't just the WCF World Championship! The truth is, holding that United States Championship doesn't mean shit unless you are like the so called Arch Angels. Well the Television Championship will be a big shock for anyone.
Odin, my time is now! It wasn't a week ago, it wasn't a month ago. It is right now! Oh and about your little stable The Alliance, The Perfect Alliance? Which ever the hell it actually is. I really don't give a fuck when it was established it and who did! What has your so called Perfect Alliance done since coming to the WCF? Nothing, that is what it has done absolutely nothing, maybe tried to hassle the bosses girl; but other than that...not much. Odin you are nothing, just an old man who needs a walker to walk around on because I am scared that I may break your back in the ring on Monday. I mean how old are you? 60? 70? 80? No one fucking knows! We just know you are old as dirt! I have faced people that have been in the WCF longer than me, and trust me experience like yourself, like when you met Jesus, doesn't matter in the ring. Experience can be a good thing to have against a rookie, but not Oblivion, not Jay Price, not Kaylyn James Evans, not Roy Speede, and sure as hell not me!
D-Day clears his throat before continuing on with his speaking.
Donald Deruty: Since we were talking about giants. Let me start off with another opponent of mine at Ultimate Showdown. Oblivion! The Dark One, The Monster! Not matter how you want to call him, all you can say is he is one scare son of a bitch. Oblivion the intimidation factor has nothing on people like myself and the rest of the Ultimate Showdown main event participants. Oblivion you have held the WCF World Championship before well actually many times before, you are very respected in the world of the WCF. Oblivion we have faced each other before when you were Ace Slaughter, and we have been on the same side when you were Oblivion. Oblivion I know you moves I know how you think. I know how you act in that ring. I am not in your Dark World, you are in my control really, I can almost read your mind! Oblivion, Ace, Stephen, what ever you want to be called. I can predict what will come from you on Monday at Ultimate Showdown. You are really just a psycho maniac in a mask, with midgets! Oblivion no matter how much I respect you, or no matter how much you want it; I will stop at nothing to retain my WCF World Championship at Ultimate Showdown!
Now I am going from a monster to a man that calls himself “The Silver Lining”, yes I am talking about one half of the WCF Tag Team Champions, Roy Speede. Now Roy do you really think that you are ready for the WCF World Championship? Me personally I don't think you are Mr. Loverboy! You are way too in love with your little girlfriend Aubrey Summers to ever be able to focus on winning the WCF World Championship, hell you are even more distracted by trying to destroy Kaylyn James Evans. You say all you want about your little sweet heart of a girlfriend Aubrey, I mean I cant complain she is pretty easy on the eyes, but Roy you too distracted by your girlfriend that you act like you don't care about the WCF World Championship. You are not showing too good of thought about you and Aubrey, I mean if you want to be successful here in the WCF then you are going to have to focus on your future in the WCF, not you AND Aubrey's future together. Roy I respect you, but you are getting side tracked, your main focus needs to be the Ultimate Showdown main event match, not the beautiful Aubrey Summers.
Donald continues to walk around the room where graffiti covers the walls. He takes a deep breath before continuing on.
Donald Deruty: Speaking of beautiful women, that takes me to my next meaning of business; Kaylyn James Evans. Kaylyn, we have had no problems before, none at all and I want to keep it like that; but really pretty boy? Well I am flattered that you think I am attractive, but I just got onto Roy about being a lover not a fighter, don't try to flatter me into one! Kaylyn I am really impressed with what you have been showing in that ring. You are not only one of the sexiest women I have ever seen, but you can kick some ass too. Kaylyn, I was right about what I said earlier, I am impressed, but not too impressed. Kaylyn you are a sly fox, but at Ultimate Showdown you will be in the dog house. You see the at the main event you will be just a pretty little face. Kaylyn the people you will face at Ultimate Showdown aren't push overs, I guarantee that the match at Ultimate Showdown will be the hardest match you have faced in your entire career here in the WCF. Kaylyn I don't know what you have on Aubrey Summers at all, but her and Roy's personal life shouldn't be the one thing that you should be focused it should be the Ultimate Showdown main event.
Well the last person in the mix for the Ultimate Showdown match is Jay Price, a man that is looking to finish a legacy by winning the WCF United States Championship and the WCF World Championship. A man that is looking forward to being initiated in the WCF Hall of Fame, with the rest of the greats. Creeping Death, Madd Dogg, Rick Mad, Hellz Angels, Outcast, Slickie T, Logan, and many many more. Jay you are becoming way too worried about being initiated into the WCF Hall of Fame. Jay you need to worry more about winning the match at Ultimate Showdown first. “The Future” is more worried about his future than the present, Jay you are just like you were when you were first here and was labeled “The Future”. Jay at what suspense and reason were you labeled “The Future”? Ohh I know, it was because Seth knew that you would leave and then return almost a year later in “The Future”? I mean really, come on Jay. You are preaching the same old shit that you were before you left for such a long time, “I deserve a shot at the WCF World Championship...blah blah blah....yatta yatta yatta. Please save your breath Jay! We have heard it before, you were so mistreated weren't you? All of those championships that you held including the Television Championship rein, and holding the Hardcore Championship, I mean that must have been rough as hell wasn't it?
Jay I have to say, you were impressive when you first came here to the WCF. Capturing the Television Championship and holding it for so long, I mean that is impressive, and that was while you were voted Rookie of the Year, but Jay you have not improved from then. You are still the rookie that you will always be. You will always be the same WCF Rookie of the Year Jay Price, and nothing else. Returning to your so called legacy? You will not be getting the WCF World Championship while I am still the WCF World Championship. Jay you can dream all you want because that is all you are doing right now, but come Ultimate Showdown, reality will punch you in the face when you are eliminated from the match. Only then you will recognize that you need to worry about the present and not so much the future of Jay Price.
D-Day walks towards the camera once again before speaking one final time.
Donald Deruty: The Ultimate Showdown main event is not a normal Pay Per View main event . Three different WCF championships are on the line on Monday. The WCF World Championship, the WCF United States Championship, and the WCF Television Championship, this match is not even close to a normal match. Six men start in the ring one by one they are eliminated, the superstar to come in third wins the WCF Television Championship, the superstar that comes in second wins the WCF United States Championship, and finally the superstar that comes in first wins the patent WCF World Championship. At Ultimate Showdown, I will become Ultimate Showdown's ultimate superstar! I will retain my WCF World Championship, and I will not let go of it because of any means or consequences. At the end of Ultimate Showdown I will have my hands raised high in victory with my WCF World Championship around my waist!
D-Day walks away from the camera and heads towards the glass doors of the building. The scene ends with the last sight is of D-Days tuxedo collar and the last sounds is of the glass door shutting then turning to complete silence and darkness.
The camera is set on the young boy, but you can see the inside of the “Wrestling Training” establishment. There are body builders on tricep and bicep machines, they are bench pressing two hundred easy. Everyone just seems to not focus on the young boy walking in the business, even though he sticks our like a bull in a fine china shop. He is all alone no one else that is even close to his size and age. Although the intimidation factor from all of the men, he still ascends through the establishment to the back towards the sight up office. In the very back of the “Wrestling Training” establishment there is a white door that has the words “Office” on a gold plaque towards the top of the door. The young boy stops at the door and takes a breath before reaching for the gold door knob and opens the door. The camera immediately goes in the room when the door opens. The sight of the young boy stops him right in his tracks like he was frozen right then and there.
The sight of gold trophies and plaques and medals shine upon the room, the sun light from a window on the left side of the room just glisten off of the medals and awards in the room. The young boy looks around the room before he is interrupted by the sound of a man sitting in a black leather chair, only the back of the chair is only seen before it spins around to greet the young boy.
Mystery Man: Hello, welcome to Wrestling Training the best god damn place to gain some muscle, learn to wrestling, or just learn some self defense. What is your name today sir?
Young Donald Deruty: Hello, sir it is nice to meet you! My name is Donald Deruty, and I was hoping to do all of that, that you mentioned. Get some muscle, and learn to wrestle.
Mystery Man: Well you can to the right place! My name is Mr. Hawg, Odis Hawg. I will be your instructor here at Wrestling Training. I am rather pleased to see someone the size of yourself in here! It shows character and that you don't just want to be a lazy ass and lay around and play those dumb ass video games all day! Also we have a member of Wrestling Training that is looking for a partner and is the same size as you!
Young Donald Deruty: That is great! Well when do I start?
Odis Hawg: Wow! Now hold up mister, I need to have some identification from you about yourself. How old are you son?
Young Donald Deruty: Twelve sir!
Odis Hawg: Ok Mr. Deruty! Do you have any adult confirmation that you can do this? You know anyone above the age of eighteen?
Young Donald Deruty: Well sir, you see the thing is that my mother would not approve of this kind of behavior. So I am really just here alone, I know it is bad that I do not have any permission to do this, but I would really like to change my life around. I have done bad things in the past that I am not at all happy about and I want it to end.
Odis Hawg: Well I shouldn't be doing this but you bring quite a bargain going. I will sign your permission. I like your cause kid! I will indeed sign that application for you.
Young Donald Deruty: Really?
Odis Hawg: Yes I will, just make sure you don't disappoint me and make me regret making this decision!
Young Donald Deruty: Yes sir! I promise I wont let you down or disappoint you!
Odis Hawg: Ok, good boy! Now do you have any questions for me?
Young Donald Deruty: Umm, yes I need to know when to show up? When I will be scheduled for my time here?
Odis Hawg: Well kid, you know what? I am going to let you decide that! I would like you to come in everyday if possible. I have a interest in you and I don't know why, but I can see potential inside of you! Your new partner will be here any minute why don't you have a seat and we can get to know each other while we wait for him to show up?
Yound Donald Deruty: Ok sir.
The young Donald Deruty pulls up one of the two chairs in front of the wooden desk that Mr Hawg is behind. They sit there quiet before they start to have a conversation while the two wait.
Odis Hawg: So Mr. Deruty is it?...
Odis is interrupted by the sound of the office door opening with a young man wearing dark green shorts and a white T shirt. He has a very spikey and slick hair, almost like that of a millionaire. He looks up at Odis before speaking.
Mystery Boy: Hey Odis whats up? Do we have some fresh meat?
Odis Hawg: Marcus this is Donald and he will be your partner for the rest of the time you two are here! I want you two to go and get to know each other. Go start your workout, Donald you will do the same weights as Marcus here.
Donald nods as well as Marcus, they both exits his office and go to the nearest curling machine that they can find Marcus walks through the crowd patting the other men on the back. Marcus gets on it first when they start to talk to each other.
Marcus: So Donald right? How are you doing Donald?
Young Donald Deruty: Ok, I guess. My name is Donald, Donald Deruty.
Marcus: Well nice to meet you Donald, my name is Marcus Moneybanks. Son of the famous Martin Moneybanks, the owner of the biggest cigar company in all of the United Kingdom!
Young Donald Deruty: Wait...United Kingdom? Like in England?
Marcus Moneybanks: Indeed, I was born in the United Kingdom, but I am here for my families vacation. We like to visit the states every once and awhile it helps get away from all of the stuff going on in the UK. Well where are you from Donald Deruty?
Marcus lets go of the bar on the curling machine causing the weights to slam into each other but with the sound of the other men in the room dropping weights and yelling it is barely heard. Marcus shows Donald to the curling machine while they continue on with their conversation.
Young Donald Deruty: Well I am born and raised in New York City! Been here all my life and in the same house ever since I was born.
Marcus Moneybanks: So tell me more about yourself Donald. Like of your life, it looks like we will become very good friends here. Os tel me more and I will do mutual.
Young Donald Deruty: Ok well, a couple of months ago. Five to be exact, that was about the time I got a letter by a man in an American Army uniform. He stood at my door and handed me a letter in an envelope. He then just walked off. I looked inside of the letter and I found that the letter said that my father and brother's bodies were found in a raided camp.
Marcus Moneybanks: Ohh man, I am so sorry!
Donald gets up from the curling machine and the two young men lock eyes before walking on to the next machine. The two continue to speak to each other as the sight slowly goes out following by the sound of their voices. The sight from the camera starts to slowly fade back in with the sight of a old and beaten up curling machine in a corner with graffiti on the walls beside it. There is one man standing in front of it with a tuxedo on. He is staring down at it before sound starts to be heard.
Donald Deruty: This very item. One of the many things that helped me meet one of my best childhood friends are we are still friends this very day. This curling machine helped me in so many different ways. It helped me physically, mentally, and emotionally. To many of you people this machine is just a piece of junk that belongs in the shit hole called of a building. There are so many memories that I experienced here in this very room and building. I developed as a true man here and now look at it just a piece of shit that some one pushed out of their ass. What has society gone to today? So many childhood memories just tore down and destroyed in a matter of a push of a button of dynamite or one swing from a wrecking ball. This very building is scheduled for demolition tomorrow, and I was here when I had the good times, and I will be here when they tear it up. A place where so many people have worked their ass off to get that perfect body, or just change normally. A wonderful place just going to be put down just like a snap. To this day the only real friend I have in the world, I met here. That man is Marcus Moneybanks.
Marcus was a man of his word. Even through the good and the bad times. Marcus helped me through all of my bad times as well as cherished the good times with me. Marcus will be a good friend of mine till death. The only person who gave a damn about me! A person that knew I had a good future ahead of me. The only person who kept me working on something that I had doubts about. The only man that ever believed in me from day one. Still to this day he was the only one who ever thought I would achieve what I did. No one not even my best of friends in the WCF.
Everyone looked at me like a was just going to be here for a couple of weeks. I wouldn't amount to shit I maybe get lucky and win a cheap ass championship for one week and then lose it the next week. I was just a stupid rookie that people thought that they could just trample all over me. And I was that person the first couple of me. Just a loser who was dreaming of being at the top someday, well guess the fuck what? I did it! I am at the top! I am the WCF World Champion! I am main eventing Pay Per Views that I never thought I would before! I made it, I proved all of you wrong. All of you say that it was my time t shine? Well my time in the spot light has just begun!
D-Day lifts his head and looks into the camera before speaking once again.
Donald Deruty: Odin Balfore. A giant? A Norse nerd? No matter how you look at him there is one thing that will always be right about him. He is a man who thinks he knows everything. I mean please Odin, you say that I don't even believe in myself? Where the fuck has you been the past couple of months? Having gay sex with your little pervert that you carry around with you? I mean I don't believe in myself? Are you fucking mad? I have been kicking ass and taking names for the past couple of months. Torture, Jay Williams, and everyone else that I have faced in that ring since I beat Torture! No one has even graced me! All I have been doing is kicking ass and getting the 1...2...3. What have you been doing? Harassing the hell out of a female superstar here and one that could easily kick your ass to the curb. Odin you also say that I am one of the best here in the WCF, and that is true I am in a group of the best wrestlers here in the WCF. I am not the best here yet, but I do have this...THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP around my waist! What do you have? The dinky little United States Championship, now I know and I have heard that same shit, about that all of the championships in the WCF should be treated equal, blahh blahh blahh. Well Odin that shit doesn't matter. What the fuck has the United States Championship been producing? Just a mid card championship, that is all it is. Tell me something Odin, has anyone here in the Ultimate Showdown main event even said anything about the United States Championship? No they haven't just the WCF World Championship! The truth is, holding that United States Championship doesn't mean shit unless you are like the so called Arch Angels. Well the Television Championship will be a big shock for anyone.
Odin, my time is now! It wasn't a week ago, it wasn't a month ago. It is right now! Oh and about your little stable The Alliance, The Perfect Alliance? Which ever the hell it actually is. I really don't give a fuck when it was established it and who did! What has your so called Perfect Alliance done since coming to the WCF? Nothing, that is what it has done absolutely nothing, maybe tried to hassle the bosses girl; but other than that...not much. Odin you are nothing, just an old man who needs a walker to walk around on because I am scared that I may break your back in the ring on Monday. I mean how old are you? 60? 70? 80? No one fucking knows! We just know you are old as dirt! I have faced people that have been in the WCF longer than me, and trust me experience like yourself, like when you met Jesus, doesn't matter in the ring. Experience can be a good thing to have against a rookie, but not Oblivion, not Jay Price, not Kaylyn James Evans, not Roy Speede, and sure as hell not me!
D-Day clears his throat before continuing on with his speaking.
Donald Deruty: Since we were talking about giants. Let me start off with another opponent of mine at Ultimate Showdown. Oblivion! The Dark One, The Monster! Not matter how you want to call him, all you can say is he is one scare son of a bitch. Oblivion the intimidation factor has nothing on people like myself and the rest of the Ultimate Showdown main event participants. Oblivion you have held the WCF World Championship before well actually many times before, you are very respected in the world of the WCF. Oblivion we have faced each other before when you were Ace Slaughter, and we have been on the same side when you were Oblivion. Oblivion I know you moves I know how you think. I know how you act in that ring. I am not in your Dark World, you are in my control really, I can almost read your mind! Oblivion, Ace, Stephen, what ever you want to be called. I can predict what will come from you on Monday at Ultimate Showdown. You are really just a psycho maniac in a mask, with midgets! Oblivion no matter how much I respect you, or no matter how much you want it; I will stop at nothing to retain my WCF World Championship at Ultimate Showdown!
Now I am going from a monster to a man that calls himself “The Silver Lining”, yes I am talking about one half of the WCF Tag Team Champions, Roy Speede. Now Roy do you really think that you are ready for the WCF World Championship? Me personally I don't think you are Mr. Loverboy! You are way too in love with your little girlfriend Aubrey Summers to ever be able to focus on winning the WCF World Championship, hell you are even more distracted by trying to destroy Kaylyn James Evans. You say all you want about your little sweet heart of a girlfriend Aubrey, I mean I cant complain she is pretty easy on the eyes, but Roy you too distracted by your girlfriend that you act like you don't care about the WCF World Championship. You are not showing too good of thought about you and Aubrey, I mean if you want to be successful here in the WCF then you are going to have to focus on your future in the WCF, not you AND Aubrey's future together. Roy I respect you, but you are getting side tracked, your main focus needs to be the Ultimate Showdown main event match, not the beautiful Aubrey Summers.
Donald continues to walk around the room where graffiti covers the walls. He takes a deep breath before continuing on.
Donald Deruty: Speaking of beautiful women, that takes me to my next meaning of business; Kaylyn James Evans. Kaylyn, we have had no problems before, none at all and I want to keep it like that; but really pretty boy? Well I am flattered that you think I am attractive, but I just got onto Roy about being a lover not a fighter, don't try to flatter me into one! Kaylyn I am really impressed with what you have been showing in that ring. You are not only one of the sexiest women I have ever seen, but you can kick some ass too. Kaylyn, I was right about what I said earlier, I am impressed, but not too impressed. Kaylyn you are a sly fox, but at Ultimate Showdown you will be in the dog house. You see the at the main event you will be just a pretty little face. Kaylyn the people you will face at Ultimate Showdown aren't push overs, I guarantee that the match at Ultimate Showdown will be the hardest match you have faced in your entire career here in the WCF. Kaylyn I don't know what you have on Aubrey Summers at all, but her and Roy's personal life shouldn't be the one thing that you should be focused it should be the Ultimate Showdown main event.
Well the last person in the mix for the Ultimate Showdown match is Jay Price, a man that is looking to finish a legacy by winning the WCF United States Championship and the WCF World Championship. A man that is looking forward to being initiated in the WCF Hall of Fame, with the rest of the greats. Creeping Death, Madd Dogg, Rick Mad, Hellz Angels, Outcast, Slickie T, Logan, and many many more. Jay you are becoming way too worried about being initiated into the WCF Hall of Fame. Jay you need to worry more about winning the match at Ultimate Showdown first. “The Future” is more worried about his future than the present, Jay you are just like you were when you were first here and was labeled “The Future”. Jay at what suspense and reason were you labeled “The Future”? Ohh I know, it was because Seth knew that you would leave and then return almost a year later in “The Future”? I mean really, come on Jay. You are preaching the same old shit that you were before you left for such a long time, “I deserve a shot at the WCF World Championship...blah blah blah....yatta yatta yatta. Please save your breath Jay! We have heard it before, you were so mistreated weren't you? All of those championships that you held including the Television Championship rein, and holding the Hardcore Championship, I mean that must have been rough as hell wasn't it?
Jay I have to say, you were impressive when you first came here to the WCF. Capturing the Television Championship and holding it for so long, I mean that is impressive, and that was while you were voted Rookie of the Year, but Jay you have not improved from then. You are still the rookie that you will always be. You will always be the same WCF Rookie of the Year Jay Price, and nothing else. Returning to your so called legacy? You will not be getting the WCF World Championship while I am still the WCF World Championship. Jay you can dream all you want because that is all you are doing right now, but come Ultimate Showdown, reality will punch you in the face when you are eliminated from the match. Only then you will recognize that you need to worry about the present and not so much the future of Jay Price.
D-Day walks towards the camera once again before speaking one final time.
Donald Deruty: The Ultimate Showdown main event is not a normal Pay Per View main event . Three different WCF championships are on the line on Monday. The WCF World Championship, the WCF United States Championship, and the WCF Television Championship, this match is not even close to a normal match. Six men start in the ring one by one they are eliminated, the superstar to come in third wins the WCF Television Championship, the superstar that comes in second wins the WCF United States Championship, and finally the superstar that comes in first wins the patent WCF World Championship. At Ultimate Showdown, I will become Ultimate Showdown's ultimate superstar! I will retain my WCF World Championship, and I will not let go of it because of any means or consequences. At the end of Ultimate Showdown I will have my hands raised high in victory with my WCF World Championship around my waist!
D-Day walks away from the camera and heads towards the glass doors of the building. The scene ends with the last sight is of D-Days tuxedo collar and the last sounds is of the glass door shutting then turning to complete silence and darkness.
