Sean: I can’t believe you are making me come down here this time of night.

Chris: You didn’t have to come. I could have made it.

Sean: The last time you drove in weather like this you wrecked my Mustang.

Chris: Whatever, beside’s you should have grabbed my belt’s before you left the other night.

Sean: It wasn’t my job to keep up with your stuff.

Chris: I was out conscious. You had to carry me to the car.

~{The whole time the two men are arguing Sean has been picking at the lock on the door. During mid sentence he finally unlock’s it. He look’s at his brother.}~

Sean: Shut your yapping and let’s go in!

Chris: Bout time you got it.

Sean: Your really testing me tonight.

~{The two men make there way inside and begin to walk down a hall way. The light’s are all off and they seem to be following the exit sign’s. They come to a huge set of double door’s. They then push the door’s open and walk down yet another hall. Sean reaches into his pocket and pull’s out the small flashlight he had earlier.}~

Sean: I can’t see anything.

Chris: Me either,

~{The two men walk down the hall with the help of the flashlight. They then go through another set of double door’s. After a moment of walking they come to the locker room area. Sean stop’s dead in his track’s as he look’s at the name on one of the door’s “Acid”.}~

Chris: Come’ on Sean. It’s cold!

Sean: You go ahead. I am going to look around.

Chris: Fine then, But don’t be to long!

~{Sean pushes open the door of the locker room and enter’s. As he does you see Chris walking down the hall. Inside Sean flip’s on the light switch and when the light’s flicker on you see a locker room much like The Van X BoyZ. He look’s around and seat’s himself on the couch.}~

Sean: Acid, Acid, Acid, my friend what did I tell you? What did I say? I told you that each and every time I step out there I reinvent myself and the sport. That I always go above and beyond the call of simply entertaining the fan’s. I always seem to add a little something extra in there. I seem to amaze and stun everyone. I did just that when I jumped off a ladder and went through you, barb-wire, light tubes, a table and two ladders! Acid I beat you in the ring and I proved that you are nothing. Just like I said you where! Your nothing but trash. I hope you know that when this hardcore tournament comes around and we are meeting in the first round. The same outcome will rise up again. You will be defeated. Acid you’re a joke. I warned you that I’d win. I warned you that I was HARD-GORE! But you failed to listen. Now you know, I showed you the hard way. I showed you that it’s not nice to mess with someone you can’t contend with. Now you know. I’ll see you in the tournament!

~{Sean rises from the couch and walk’s over to the locker there. It has a picture of Acid’s wife on it and Sean chuckles slightly. He then run’s his hand’s through his hair. He then look’s at the camera.}~

Sean: I remember like it was yesterday. It was the biggest pay per view in the history of UWWF. It was called Made of Glass! Back to the bloody root’s! It was a match for the age’s. It was the two greatest tag team’s in the history of UWWF! The team from the early era, they men who dominated the tag team division. They had made themselves famous by beating Final Judgement. They were known as legend’s. The two men who made HARD-GORE wrestling what it has become. The Van X BoyZ, Chris and Sean! Then on the other side where the two front men of the new era. They where leading the way into the next generation! They had set out and beaten everyone who stood against them and there machine they call the Apocalypse of Wrestling. They where dominate and powerful. They where known as the Purveyors of Perfection, Jeremy “Repent” Clarkson and Curtis “Bonez” Schmitt! Legend’s against legends! The greatest tag team match ever in the history of UWWF. The best part of it all was, it was the match that made Chris and Sean famous. A scaffold match. That night was made for dreamer’s everywhere to see the ultimate match! But that night instead of the entire world finally seeing who was truly the greatest tag team, we all saw something no one wanted to see. A split decision!

Sean: That night both Curtis and myself fell off that scaffold at the exact same time. Then instead of us finding out who the true champions are. We saw as the belt’s where split up. Repent got to keep his, and Chris got one. But that’s not what the people wanted to see. They wanted to see one of the tag team’s that they love to watch get the gold. Well at Viking Hall on November the twenty fourth. The people will get to see what they want. They will see one team capture the gold. They will see one team become what they have claimed to be for so long, and that is the best. One team will walk away with the belt’s. Who shall it be? I’m standing here right now and I proclaim this,….. Come HIGH HELL! Chris and Sean Van X will be walking away from Viking Hall with the Brass-Knuckle tag team championship in there arm’s! There’s not a chance in the world of anyone or anything stopping us. We will be victorious!

~{Sean slowly walk’s out of the dressing room and make’s his way down the hall. He walk’s into his dressing room which is pitch dark. He flick’s on the light and no one is in sight. The UWWF Streetfight and Brass Knuckle Tag Team title’s are not there either. Sean look’s around for a moment.}~

Sean: I am looking forward to our match coming up. Not because it’s a chance for me to get my half of the Brass knuckle tag team title’s, But it’s chance for me and Chris to once again put a rest to all the rumors. To lay everything out on the line. To stand atop the heap and know we are truly the king’s of the mountain. See for me and Chris the childhood game known as king of the mountain, or king of the hill. Some kids called it king of the porch or king of the couch. But for me and Chris we called it king of the mountain. It’s where one or in this case two kid’s would get atop the hill. Then the other kid’s would run and attempt to push them off. They would some time’s get the kid at the top to fall off but sometimes not. For Jeremy Clarkson and Curtis Schmitt you guy’s pushed one of us off the hill. But not the other. You only got the job half done! You only got one of us off. But let’s be honest…. Did you really think you where going to get both of us? I’ll admit you guy’s caught us off guard. You had more to offer than we gave you credit for. You two came into our backyard. You entered into our territory and one of you walked away. You guy’s did a excellent job of standing your ground. But the thing is you didn’t get the job done you wanted to get done! You didn’t finish the job. Well guess what….. We don’t give second chances! Come Liberation television when you two climb to the top of that scaffold I want you both to know this. You have entered into something you shall never walk away from the same! You are going into something that mine and Chris’ evil mind’s have conspired! Something that I don’t think the two of you are capable of walking away from. We have called it High Hell! Clarkson….. Schmitt you two better bring what you have! Because when we get you atop those two scaffolds we are going to show you exactly what HARD-GORE truly is! Repent, I’m coming, and I will be taking my gold back home with me!

~{Sean turn’s and exit’s his dressing room. He flick’s the light off as he walk’s out. He then stand’s and look’s both way’s. He mumble’s to himself as he take’s off to find his brother. Camera then flashes back to Chris Van X who is back outside leaning on the Jeep. He has the streetfight championship laying on the hood of the Jeep, and the Tag Team title draped over his shoulder. He look’s at the camera as it zooms in on his scarred face.}~

Chris: Hey Gary,…..How you feeling? How’s those scar’s? Has the bleeding stopped? Did they get all of the glass out? Has the swelling gone down?….. You know what I don’t really care. Because Gary you failed to get the job done! You didn’t stop me from walking away and living another day. Gary I told you I could take you to the limit and I did just that! I went out on the ledge and you couldn’t finish me off. Britton you know what though. They said that there is anywhere from twenty to forty shards of glass in my back still. So to you I tip my hat for that. But guess what Britton…… I’m not wearing a hat and the only thing I would tip to you is a fifty gallon drum full of tacks! Britton one day our world’s will collide again. When they do I will tell you this. Don’t expect to walk away from it this time! Gary I told you that you had nothing to bring to the table. I told you that you where nothing that could stop this force! I ran through you like a pile of leaf’s. Britton you can’t touch me!

~{Chris stand’s there and adjust his jack. He also brings his toboggan down over his ears some more. He then look’s back at the camera.}~

Chris: Now coming up this week I have unfinished business to take care of. See a few week’s ago at a pay per view called Made of Glass Back to the Bloody roots, the unthinkable happen. My brother, my tag team partner fell off a scaffold. For the first time ever we lost in a match that made us famous. But the thing is we didn’t actually lose. Well, I didn’t. Because at the same time Bonez fell as well. So our undefeated streak in scaffold matches sort of came to a end. But the chaos has yet to stop. See they split up the most precious thing in the world they took our Brass Knuckle Tag Team titles and split them up. Gave one to me,…. Gave the other to this undeserving sorry waste of sperm punk called Jeremy “Repent” Clarkson! But see myself and Sean have put our head’s together and came up with something that will change the sport as we know it. There will be not one but two scaffolds above the ring. Then covering the ring will be a barb-wire circus net, The top scaffold has thumb tacks all over it, the edge’s are in gulped in flame’s. Not to mention the weapons laying all over it. But the trick isn’t what it use to be! See just tossing your opponents off the scaffold wont win the match for you. You can toss your opponents off as much as you want to…. Or as much as you can. How do you win you ask? See the two precious tag team title’s are going to be hanging about four feet off the side of the top scaffold. In this match….. Someone is going to get hurt!

Chris: Jeremy, Curtis….. The history of UWWF is something sacred. It’s always meant one thing. When you hear the name UWWF you always think extreme, you think hardcore, you think taking it to the limit’s….. The match that we have come up with doesn’t even begin to describe those things. See me and Sean went out and invented the next level. We call it HARD-GORE! Well after this match…. I’m not sure that will describe what we can do. Repent you are currently one half of the champions. But after Liberation……. You will known as one half of the guy’s laying in intensive care….. Bonez,….. You stepped into my world a few week’s ago…. Be honest Curtis….. Do you really want to enter it again? Do you really want to try me again? I beat you before and I shall do it once more. There’s nothing you can do to stop it. You see this match is more than just about the belt’s…. It’s about pride! It’s about being known as the greatest! It’s just the simple fact of us knowing that we are the single greatest tag team to ever set foot into the wrestling ring……. See many year’s ago Final Judgement made there claim at being the best…. We came and took that away from them. We beat them down and we even took there name. We destroyed those two. What the funniest part about it all is….. Have you seen or heard from either one of them since we beat them? I don’t think you have.

~{Chris take’s and places one of the belt’s over his shoulder. He grab’s the other one in his hand. He turn’s and start’s to walk back inside. He swing’s open the door and begins to make his way down the hallway. You then hear his voice yell out.}~

Chris: SEAN!… WHERE ARE YOU?

~{Chris is walking down the hall. The camera then flashes over to Sean who is walking down a different hall. He look’s over at a set of double door’s and stop’s. He stare’s at them for a moment. He then walk’s over and swing’s them open. Inside is a wide variety of weapons. He look’s around for a moment then speaks out loud.}~

Sean: What do we have here?

~{Sean start’s to rummage through the weapons. There are kendo sticks, baseball bat’s, wooden chairs, barb-wire, trash cans, metal poles. Then Sean climb’s the small shelf there that has buckets of tacks, light bulb’s and un armed C4. He gets to the top shelf and look’s way back in the corner. You then hear him speak out loud again.}~

Sean: Bingo! That’s exactly what I need!

~{Sean climb’s down from the shelf and has a object in his hand. From the dim light’s inside the closet you cant see what it is. As he closes the door back you see the figure of his brother Chris appear.}~

Chris: Sean…. You ready?

Sean: I am now

Chris: What do you have?

~{As Sean speak’s he hold’s up the object he got off the top shelf. It is slightly out of the view of the camera.}~

Sean: This old thing.

Chris: Your not bring that old thing out are you?

Sean: You better believe it.

Chris: Well let’s go. It’s freezing cold and I’m tired.

Sean: Alright let’s go.