The scene opens back up in Wichita, Kansas, in the home of WIA Star Kris Red. We can hear something in the back of the house, some sort of noise. The camera man merges closer and closer towards the sound, as it grows louder. We can still hear it, as it has grown in sound, and the camera focuses on a brown, wooden door, which seems to lead to the bathroom. The sound is that of a shower. The shower turns off and the camera stays put there watching, and listening. A Few minutes pass, and the door opens. There stands a rather..'bare' Kris Red, who has not noticed the camera until he turns his head and...

Kris Red: (eyes wide)"What The hell?!"

Kris slams the door shut quickly as we can hear the camera man chuckling...Kris starts to speak but his voice is sort of mumbled by the door.

Kris Red: "What the hell man?! Why you gotta do that? Why in the hell would you do that dawg?! Did the camera see anything? I sure hope it didn't!"

CameraMan: (still laughing)"Not..not that I know of..Kris."

Kris Red: "Ah! Yeah right yo I can tell by your voice. Damn, well, hopefully ya'll enjoyed that, because its the last time you'll be seeing the "Hot One's" goods! Damn man, (laughing) damn.."

A Few minutes pass, and the camera man has relocated in the living room and sits on an arm chair. He gets a shot of Kris Red coming out of the bathroom with some Red baggy jeans on, and a towel on his head drying it off.

Kris Red: "Man, what the hell was that all about? Man..I REALLY need to get used to this camera following me around all of the time, this is weird as heck. Almost as weird and bizarre as the match I'm in on January 18th, for PTC. Remember my match man? This is going to be huge, its going to be like..WHOA! Ya know what I'm sayin'? Its gon' be off the heezy man, I tell ya what! But as I said before there are many, many competitors also competing in the same match against me, almost One-Hundred infact, and that means I must try my best or just be one of the rest..and lose."

Kris pauses, continuing to rub his long, blonde and brown hair with the white towel. He dries his hair completely, and tosses it over the side of the couch. He takes a seat and continues to speak.

Kris Red: "I have been listening, all last night and earlier this morning, on the PTC network. I've heard a lot of people talking about the No Limits Battle Royal and what it means to them. Some of them make sense and I can relate to totally, but some of the people that spoke are some that I remember hearing about, the 'know it alls' and the people that just 'can't' be defeated, at least in their minds. How about we go down the list of the wrestlers that have spoken so far?"

"First of all, we had the WWA in full force as two members decided to show their courage and two of the first few to comment. First, there was Grunge. He is a lot like me, in a way. He is someone, at least in my eyes, who seems to have not gotten maybe what he deserved totally in his career. He is a guy who wants it all, he wants to show the world that he can do it, that he is just as good as anyone else if given the oppurtunity. Well Grunge, you have the oppurtunity as you have seen, and now you are going to have to go through nintey-plus men to complete it successfully. You are one of the few people I can kind of relate to, but that doesn't mean we are hardly alike. You want to win this, so you will be recognized and taken seriously, which I have some of the same wants as well. However you see this as just another test, and if the way you are speaking is what I think it is, the sound of your voice means that you haven't done very well on tests in the past. It seems to me that you aren't that good at coming out the winner in crucial matches, matches that count. Trust me, get your thoughts straight man. I have only been in this business for a few months, but I still know that if you want to get to the top you don't start with the best, you work your way up. This No Limits battle royal is sort of against that rule, but you are saying how you want to find new challenges, and find the best. Dude, yo if you fail at the so called 'tests' all of the time, don't it check in that brain of yours that maybe its because you are always being a stupid a*s and looking for the best??? I mean, c'mon! If you want the best, there will be a whole lot of people in this match who think they are just that, and some actually will be the real deal. I can tell you I ain't the best, but I can sure as hell assure you that my intentions are not as totally the same as yours..while I want to win, and want to be the final man in the match, unlike you I see the big challenges, I see the big stars and the big names and I understand that its nearly impossible. What I want is to make a name for myself, if you go in there just thinking about being the last guy, what will happen? Huh? While you're concentrating on being the last guy in the ring, somebody else is concentrating on tossing you over the top rope..maybe that somebody will be..me?"

"The next person from WWA To show up last night was Shaman, and his lovely friend Suzy..youch! Shaman seems like an organized man, I think he definately will be ready for this match. He is thinking of almost anything he can in order to get info on the competitors and find out things about them, that maybe he can use to his advantage in the Battle Royal. That's clever man. You want reports on every single one of us, but in reality how are you going to go through all ninety-plus of those reports? Gonna take a while that's for sure. I can tell you the info about me right here, right now if you like? I started my career as a Color Commentator for another organization, and I signed a contract to WIA last week. Now I'm here, there done! You sure won't find any useful videotape of me wrestling, unless you like to watch me at the announcer table. I can see that you are one of the most intense people in this match, because by you gathering all of that information, and the way you talk, you are one of the good ones. You talk about how its time to put up or shut up for the people in this match, how you've held numerous titles from the WWA, and how you psyched about this match and hurting more, and more people. That's all good and well, but have you stopped for one second to think that maybe you aren't the only person who feels the same way. I am way psyched for this match, I can't wait! And I don't totally feel like hurting some people the way you do, but I still want to make my point come across in the match, that I am one of the best Cruiserweights that has never been witnessed before! Its nice that you want to brag about your title reigns, but what titles do you hold now? Oh, the Tag? Well, is your tag team partner in this Battle Royal, if so, can you trust him? You talk about dishing out waves of pain, ramming your fist down our throats, and breaking our bones. I guess that's a good tactic, with our bones broken we would be a lot more limber to get tossed over the top rope right? Heh..you can go ahead and try to end careers, break bodies, and scare us all out of our tights, but the truth of the matter is that the so called, self proclaimed "Most sadistic SOB of the WWA" may indeed wake up the next morning with nightmares of his own, nightmares of losing to The Hot One. Then, you will realize that it wasn't a nightmare, oh my goodness! (cups mouth, then takes hand away) KRIS RED REALLY BEAT ME! AHH!"

Kris gets a smile on his face, and laughs. He leans back in the sofa, and continues his speech.

Kris Red: "This next guy, well damn I sure hope I don't see any more of his promos. The only place I want to see him is in the ring at the No Limits Battle Royal, because I want to personally toss his a*s over the top and eliminate him! He is too damn cocky, one of the people I really don't like. Not only is he too damn cocky, but it seems he is just graduating Middle School..by the sound of his voice he has to be 13 or 14. His choice of words are rather, insulting to say the least. It also pissed me off a whole damn lot when he mentioned, not to me directly, but to everyone that we may be retarded, crybaby bi*ches! There was more, but if you really want to hear them, watch a promo of..KTown Klown. That's the man I'm talking about. He is tired of being fair apparently, well damn, I'm tired of you sounding like you are are just going through puberty kid! You insulted people in almost every childish way possible, but no wait, I'm sure you got more up your sleave huh? If you want to quit being fair, fine, nobody asks you to do so. Try and mess with me, try to say those words to my face, and we will see how fair you think it is when you get tossed over the top rope and are gone from the match. You are a damn freak, a know it all brat, and you need to be taught a lesson. The lesson is that just because you talk tough, doesn't mean you are tough. I think we will all find out just how macho you really are in two weeks."

Kris pauses, and sits forward. He thinks for a minute, and holds up his index finger to the camera and then motions for him to follow. The cameraman and Kris get up, and walk into the bathroom where Kris hangs his towel over the bath tub. He puts on some deoderant, and then walks into his bedroom where there is a TV screen, a nice king size bed, and a window with a red throw to cover it. He looks through his closet and finds a white jersey and puts it on. Kris looks to the camera to speak once more.

Kris Red: "A few of the people didn't have much to say. There was Julius Corbin, who tells us all how much we will suffer, oh god, another one of those guys is what I was thinking. Julius, you want me to become one with your pain, your suffering and your 'hell'? Oh come on man, that is so late '90's talk. Who are you? Mick Foley? Taker? What? Give it up man, everyone is basically saying the same thing, except you just plum out want us to, and I'm guessing here..:"REST..IN..PEICE!" If you want recognition, you will get it. I'll recognize you, as one of the many people that I tossed over the top rope to remain in the Battle royal."

Kris walks into the living room, then into the kitchen where he finds a nice, ice cold Redfusion bottle sitting in the refrigerator. He takes it out and twists the cap off of the 2Liter, and takes a nice long swig of it. He puts the cap back on and puts it back inside of the refrigerator. Kris looks at the camera again and speaks.

Kris Red: "Much betta now! Mmm, moving on, to the WWA Cruiserweight and uh-oh LOOK OUT NOW..Extreme Champion! The man is Enigma! And? What's your point? (laughs) Enigma, its nice you are a Cruiserweight, I wish there were more guys out there in that match that were, and I know of a few more. This way, not only do I get to show my superiority over the big guys, but the people my size as well. I'm going to tell you this, you have never met a cruiserweight as talented as myself. I may sound cocky, but I'm tellin' the truth. I got some hella tight moves that nobody here in the PTC has ever witnessed. Especially my Red Star Press, wow, what a move! I noticed that you said you are unstoppable, well here we go, an unstoppable cruiserweight! Well, I hate to tell ya but its us little guys who are going to be targeted the most I do believe, but we can still try our hardest right? I bet you will, I know I will! Let me ask you this, if nothing can stop you, then what are you going to do and say after you get into a mess, after I hit a move, then the Red Star Press, and you're through? Huh? What then? Oh, I'm sure you'll get over it in due time, just don't count on being in the ring after me, if any cruiserweight will remain in the final few, that man will be me."

"Another man, Chris Metal, who is apparently very worried about this match. He is worried about his chances, and if he is in good enough shape to compete with us all. Well, as you can see I'm in damn good shape, and being in shape is one of the major factors in winning. Though, you still outweigh me, but how much of that is fat? And how much of that is muscle? You will have to be able to keep up with me if I get a chance to do some high flying because I move fast in the ring. Oh and a little note to yourself, next time if you want to act like a tough man, how about punching somebody in the ring, instead of being a stupid a*s and punching your hand through a Television screen? Dumba*s."

Kris thinks to himself, figuring out who else spoke a few words this morning...he then begins to laugh as he remembers the actions in The Overweighter's promo earlier.

Kris Red: "Boy oh boy, that was some funny sh*t yo! Damn man I mean how retarded are those cops? I mean the way you were acting to them, pissed them off and that's really what they wanted..but still! You givin' them a hard time and crap, I enjoyed that. But then you actin' like an idiot at times, what was the deal with the water park thing? Man, don't you know not to go in those? And in the beginning of it all, you and that teenager had a little conflict. I tell ya, getting spit in your burger ain't cool man, and what you did was hella tight! But I can promise you that 'spotty' teenagers and cops who get off by beating men...will be the least of your worries two weeks from today! Because in two weeks, I'm gonna be writing a song of my own. It goes a little somethin' like this: Well there was a man, his name was Kris, he won the battle royal with the Red Star Press! He kicked some a*s, yeah he made some angry, and when they whined he just didn't care any! If you're gonna act tough, and you're gonna act cocky, make sure you can take ALL of the pain, and suffering. So learn this name, learn it fast. Kris Red's the man who will eliminate your a*s! ...How's that Overweighter? Heh?"

Kris sits on the couch again and turns on the TV but mutes it, as he continues on now.

Kris Red: "And we have Kingkrash, of P1W. He says that lots doubt him of his abilities, but says that we won't forget him. Well man, from what I hear and from the way you look we WON'T forget you after the Battle Royal. Infact the ring and the whole arena won't foget ya because of the rechid smell coming from your body! Man, you stink, not only in the ring but you need to take a shower. Now don't come here I won't let you take one here, hell no. But man you needs to get clean, or at least do SOMETHING to make yourself smell good. You may not want to take too long getting nice and all lookin', 'cause who knows how bad I may rough you up in order to get you over the top rope as soon as possible! I don't wanna bring that stinch to my house, shoot man, that ain't no way to get the ladies. And let me comment on your truck, that FORD Explorer of yours. Just like the old saying goes, and just like your life is going, you too will be "Found On Road Dead", in a way, after the battle royal. If I have to take you out myself, just getting you out of there and stinkin' a little bit is okay with me other than you stinkin' up the whole match and making me smell worse! Man, you just down right smell! I would say your career is going 'down the toilet', but apparently its not going down the way I see it you came up from the toilet!"

Kris un-mutes the television. He speaks once more though...

Kris Red: "You see, I am determined to win, whoever may step in my way. I know it will be tough, but I will go out there and make sure, win or lose, nobody forgets the name of Kris Red."

Kris changes it to the PTC Promo channel, where a man is holding a stuffed toy bear, naked in a corner. He is talking to the bear, and Kris raises and eyebrow and says..

Kris Red: "Hey, at least I look better than that guy naked!"

With that said, the scene fades to black.