-:There are many wrestling talents in the world of wrestling, some up and comers, some people who have been in the game for a little while, and those who are veterans and know almost if not for certain every tactic, and strategy of how to play 'the game'. Every once and a while, one of those up and comers surpasses all odds and pulls off an upset win, but then again at other times they get clobbered, and learn a big time lesson that they need to improve their game. The people who are in between are those who aren't sure where they are at at the point in their career, those who are either confused, or so sure of themselves that its pitiful. They don't always get what they want, but they don't exactly always fall short either. On January 17th, 2003, many of the top up and comers, moderate, and veteran superstars in Pro Wrestling do battle. Almost every star represents the Primetime Central brand of organizations, and they all hope to win the big match for their respectful company. The person who wins will definately be recognized as a great star, and if they may be an up and comer, an in-between type wrestler, or one of those veterans, the winner will surely have to fight hard. Everyone enters, but only one will remain standing, that person goes from PrimeTime, to the Big Time!:-

The scene opens as we see WIA superstar Kris Red in his home in the great Wichita, Kansas. Kris relaxes on his comfortable, rather new sofa, with a Redfusion Dr.Pepper in a transparent glass sitting on the table next to the sofa. He lifts the glass up and takes a drink. He sets the glass of Redfusion down on the table, and goes 'ahh' enjoying the drink. He grabs something off of the arm of the sofa, which is a black remote control, and turns the volume up on the television set. The camera pans around as we see onthe TV Screen, WIA Insanity! A re-broadcast of it is being shown on the PrimeTime Central network, and Kris watches with enjoyment in his eyes. The show comes to an end, as it was very close to ending, about five minutes later. Kris takes another drink of his Redfusion, and then a commercial that strikes his attention comes on the screen. It is an ad for the PrimeTime Central No Limits Battle Royal. He smiles, as he hopes to be the one to win that match. He remembers signing up and wondering to himself if he really had what it took to compete. He looks at the television screen as it lists the many names of competitors in the match...

((Julius Corbin, Jade, Donny Diamond, Noah White, Kraze, Shawna Blaze, Syko Arsonist, James Van Allen, Real Deal, JJ Dynasty, Shane Wethers, Tony Stecchino, Chris Camero, Fusion Rayne, Jay Vyper, Silent Wind , Pax, Terry Woods, Chris Kinsley, Annihilation, Jesse Jamester, Iron Lung, Jason Killings, Dwight Maverick, Tyler Stevenson, Digital Mortality, Tsunami Oni ,Christian Payne, Kash, Enigma, Eddie Van Dorn, Nick Adams, Damien Thorne, Venny Le Trav, Mal Somers, Grunge, Wes Sanders, Shaman, Chance, Deimos, Lance Vega, Adam Davis, Andrew Flash, Guy, Karloff Hechter, Draco, King Krash, The Falcon, Micheal McCormick, Brock Levine, The Superstar, Brett Wayne, Johnny NightMare, Red-Visionz, Bruce McGinnis, Unknown Ninja, Reality/Mayhem, Spawn, Jason Star, Jesse Friend, Jordy Scott, Benny Juventud, The Crazy Mofo, Overweighter, K-Town Klown, Whistler, Dracolich, The Executioner , Spastic, African American Hero, Hein Bloeck, Chimera, Steve Jackson, Joey Castellano, Reel Deal, Kris Red, Lee Smith, Cyrus Skar, 9th Wonder of Foam, Profusion, The Sabbath Xavier Morningstar, Apocalypse, Pat Dwyer, Nendur, Chris Metal, Hardcore Jono, Erik Erratic, Steve Hanger, Spider and MANY MORE!))

As the commercial comes to an end Kris still thinks to himself, wondering if in fact he has what it takes. He sees this as a big oppurtunity to shine with the best of them. Kris begins to think outloud...

Kris Red: "Wow, what an oppurtunity this match is going to be for me. Just imagine it: The Winner of the No Limits Battle Royal being me, Kris Red, that would definately be a hot happening! But I have to understand that there are a whole lot of talented stars in this match. Some of the most talented men and women in professional wrestling will be competing in the same ring as I will all striving for the win. This is going to be the toughest match of my career, and very well could be, my first. Seeing as how I have yet to be in a match in WIA, this could be the first, and biggest match all in one. If I win this, wow, what a great accomplishment, but I don't neccessarily know for sure enough, to say I am going to win. The cockiness never really helps, I mean when it comes to singles: one on one matches, maybe I will probably do pretty well. This match is full of small, medium and very large men compared to me. I am a pretty small guy, and I can fly pretty damn high, just there may not be a whole lot of room to do that 'flying' in this battle royal with everyone in there. I could easily get tossed over the top rope and be eliminated, simple as that. That's something I don't want to happen, and its something I will try my damndest to assure won't."

Kris picks up his glass and takes one last drink out of it until the ice falls to his lips as he drinks, he brings the glass back and takes a look, empty. He stands up and walks to the kitchen, which is rather a good size. Not too big, not too small, just right. Kris poors his ice out in the sink, turns on the fossit and rinses the glass out, then places it in the sink. He dries his hands off with a red towel that is hanging from one of the drawers, and then walks back into the living room. He looks out one of the windows, a cloudy day, and its kind of chilly outside. Weatherman said 59 degrees, its about 44, a mistake as has been happening quite recently. Kris stares outside as a few cars pass, he begins to speak once more.

Kris Red: "Close to one-hundred, -if it hasn't reached that amount yet-, superstars competing for their fed and hoping to get this win for it. They not only want the win for their fed, but for themselves. I know I am fighting for both WIA, and myself. This is a big step, and win or lose I will remember this match for many years after. I do have a good advantage in this match though, being that nobody knows my style of wrestling before because I have never had a match! That way they cannot study my skills, and crap. But damn, then again that ain't so cool, because I'm a rookie! I ain't never had a match and I'm going into this big ol' thing, will I survive?" "I sure as hell hope so! I wouldn't want to get my ass kicked so bad this early in my career that it puts me out of action, there is just too much out there that I wouldn't get to see if that happened. But now, I can't think negative, I need to think positive thoughts, more positive thoughts...more..more, positive thoughts..I can't let myself get down on this, I need to go in chin up, hopes high, and ready to roll, because I am sure that this is going to be a bumpy ride!"

Kris pauses, and sighs a little bit, sort of taking a deep breath and being in shock at the same time, trying to keep his mind straight. He knows that this is a big challenge, and he is trying to think positive, but can't get the facts of the negative possibilities out of his brain.

Kris Red: "There has to be some way I can get this done, I mean, surely I won't be the worst wrestling out there! I am a pretty good wrestler I think, I have a lot of great moves ready to be showcased, I have some great offensive, and defensive maneuvers to pull off and if I do indeed pull them off, my opponents will be reeling! The winner of this Battle Royal gets a shot at the PTC Global Title, and the runner up gets a shot at the PTC Extreme Title! Going out there, and doing what I can to assure the first or second place spot is my goal, and I feel great knowing that I could very well do that."

"If I do get in control at any certain point in time, I will be steaming hot, I will be doing my best, I will be running left, running right, jumping up way so high, with a lot of height. If I get the chance to do some high flying, there ain't no stoppin' me. They need to keep me grounded, and they will realize it if they don't attempt in the first place. Hopefully they won't know much about me when I go into this match because I am a rookie, but rookie's don't always fall short handed.. Sometimes a rookie does the unthinkable, sometimes the rookie pulls an 'upset', the unthinkable may very well happen January 18th...maybe I will pull off the unthinkable?

Kris puts his hands on his hips, thinking hard. He stares out at the cloudy sky, as if looking for a sign of relief of things to come...the scene fades to black.