Cameras open up outside the Grand Hotel located in New York city. The street is packed with people going to and from work. From the front doors step’s Mason Meadows. He has on black dress slacks, some black dress shoes and a navy blue silk shirt tucked in. He has the jacket of the suit on his arm. He sits his bag down and puts it on. He lifts his duffle bag up and walks toward the curb. As he whistles for a taxi a man approaches him. The man is dressed in khakis and a dress shirt and has a briefcase with him.

Man: Hey Mason!

Who are you?

Man: Stephen Glaser from Pro Wrestling Illustrated

And?

Mason look’s at the guy like he is a idiot. A cab has seen Mason waive and stops. Mason swings the door open and tosses his bag inside. Mason goes to get in and the guy runs to the other side and climbs in.

What are you doing?

SG: I’m going to ride with you to the airport.

How do you know I’m going to the airport?

SG: I’m smart I know things! Let me get a interview!

Fuck you! Get out of my cab! How did you know I was going to the airport?

Cab Driver: Hey ladies are we going or not!

SG: YES!

NO!

SG: I’ll tell you how I know your going to the airport if you give me a story!

Fine then! But your paying the fare!

SG: Driver lets go!

Cab Driver: Bout damn time!

The cab driver pull’s off and starts to fight with the New York City traffic. Stephen Glaser open’s his briefcase and gets out a tape recorder and a pen and pencil. He closes the case back and all the while Mason sits and watches him.

So who told you I was going to the airport?

SG: Two people actually. My brother in law is the manager of the Grand Hotel and he booked your flight for you. Also my sources in Tempe told me that you didn’t show up at the ACW Monday Meltdown.

Fucking prick! You need to stay out of my business!

SG: Mason your one of the hottest stories in wrestling right now. After your run in Pride when it folded and you had three serious concussions the doctors told you not to wrestle again. You jumped back marched into ACW took the Generation championship. Now you walked into ICW as a un signed wrestler and took the spot as number one contender! Your on fire!

So what your point? I’ve always been on top of my game!

SG: You still don’t get it…. You have a chance to be holding championship belts at two major federations! Mason you look better than you ever have before!

I still don’t know what you want a story for!

SG: Just answer a few questions for me.

Fine whatever.

SG: Great…. First off why aren’t you in Tempe Arizona for tonight’s ACW Meltdown?

I have to train for my worlds title match.

SG: I want a real answer.

Take what you can get next question.

SG: Fine then…. How do you feel about winning the number one contenders battle royal?

Great

SG: Can you elaborate?

Geesh, I feel like I always do… A winner. Why? Because that’s what I am! I am a winner. I told everyone that I would walk out of Night of Champions as the number one contender! I did just that. When I speak you can take it to the bank! I back up what I say! I’m not some push over little bitch like the rest of the people here. I do what I want when I want!

SG: What made you sign up for Night of Champions?

Just the simple fact of knowing I could win and then take the worlds title! I mean look at me! I am the best of the best! The most elite! I wanted to make my name go up in lights! I want everyone to know Mason Meadows! See what I am all about. I don’t just talk trash…… I beat the shit out of it!

SG: A quick flashback for you. Last year the end of November you left the Jefferson Davis Memorial Hospital and took a plane to the Staples Center in Los Angeles. You where set to go into a four way ladder match with Kraze, Chris Pace and Joe Blackthorne….. You never made it to the arena and Pride Pro Wrestling folded. What happen to you? Where did you go?

You know I had three severe concussions, My doctor told me to hang it up. But there wasn’t a damn chance in hell of me letting those bitches take my belt. I walked out of the hospital jumped a cab to the airport and got on a plane…… The next thing I know I woke up in a small town outside of Rome called Ehurly, Italy. That was in March of two thousand and four. I have no clue what the hell happen. New question.

SG: But you must have some type of recognition of wh…..

Shut up! I said next question!

Stephen look’s at the seriousness on the face of Mason Meadows. He then look’s down at his notepad and scribbles some words out. He then look’s back up.

SG: You made the comment towards LJ Black that you are a outsider coming to take the gold of a company he helped build! What did you mean by that?

Are you really this stupid? Come on are there hidden cameras around here somewhere? I meant what I said. A outsider marching into ICW kicking some ass and taking the gold. What else is there to explain?

SG: This Saturday Night you are set to take on Dante for the ICW Worlds Heavyweight championship. How are you going to prepare for this match?

Just like I do any other match. Dante doesn’t pose any sort of threat to me. He is nothing. He’s weak and a pushover! I will tear him apart. He may be some hardcore freak of nature but we are wrestling! Where not beating each other over the heads with chairs or anything. We are wrestling in the ring. He thinks he is something worth worrying about? Hell no he’s a punk. He wont last as champion! He will have a one week long reign. Because after Saturday night shock ICW will have a brand new worlds champion!

The driver has now reached the airport and is trying to pull into a spot on the curb. Mason grabs his duffle bag and prepares to get out.

SG: Mason one final question. After you win the ICW worlds title what do plan to do with it?

What will I do with it?….. I guess you will have to tune in and watch and see!

After those words Mason jumps out of the cab. He emerges onto a jam packed sidewalk and begins to make his way through the crowd towards his gate. The camera then flashes out to black for a moment.

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Cameras open back up a hour later and Mason is now in the first class part of the plane. He is drinking on a bottle water. He sits his water down on the tray and then puts his hands together.

Dante. Hmmmm how should I begin to speak to you? Speak of my many victories I have had over the years? Tell you what I am capable of? Tell you that I am unstoppable? No All I will say is you better get ready. I am coming for you. Dante you may have won some Iron Maiden match last week but this week it’s me! Mason Meadows! The complete package. I’d hate to se you not prepared. Because I am going to come at you with full force. I’m leaveing nothing out. Dante bring it all to the table and I will stomp on whatever you have. I am going to capture that belt! You may have beaten some other pricks in the past but your dealing with Mason Meadows! You can’t stop me! I am the greatest. Dante come Saturday get ready to hand over your belt chump!

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