~{ Cameras open at Viking Hall the UWWF arena located in Philly. The parking lot is half full with a house show going on. The camera zooms around by the back entrance. A bright yellow Jeep Wrangler pulls up. Chris and Sean Van X jump out. Sean has on his Timberland boot’s with a pair of khakis. And a unbutton polo shirt. He has his hair slicked back in a pony tail and a pair of Oakley sunglasses on. Chris is wearing a pair of Adidas shoes with some blue jean shorts on with wife beater shirt. He is carrying his barb-wire Singapore cane. The two men make there way through the back and stop at the sound booth. Sean tosses a tape to the guy.}~
Sean: Play this the light crew will know what to do.
~{The sound tech. Take’s the tape and puts it in. Suddenly :Back in Black” by AC/DC comes over the sound system. The crowd all begin to go nuts. The pyro shoot’s off the smokes begins to clear and on the ramp way stand’s Chris and Sean Van X they then begin to make there way down to the ring and they roll in. Chris climb’s onto the middle turnbuckle and crosses his hands into the shape of a X with the cane. Sean reaches down and grabs the microphone and try’s to hush the crowd so he can speak.}~
Sean: Well well well I guess you all are glad to see us?
~{The crowd begins to go crazy and cheer again. Chris kinda smirk’s as he leans against the rope’s and hold’s the cane against his legs. Sean takes his glasses off and hooks them on his shirt. He then starts to speak.}~
Sean: Well I can tell you I sure as hell am excited about being back. It’s been a very….very long time since I have seen real blood pour out of someone’s body! It’s been a long time since I have seen real bar-wire! But now we get to. I was sitting home and saw a commercial for UWWF and almost shit in my drawers. I couldn’t believe that it was back. Last time I remember anything about this place my ass was carried out on a stretcher and spent the next 4 months in the hospital….. So I was thrilled to sign my name on the dotted line to once again be part of one of the most hardcore mother f*cking federations of all time! Guess what folks where back!!!!!
~{The crowd goes crazy and begins to cheer once again. Sean hands the microphone over to Chris and Sean kinda walks around for a moment. Chris slowly stands there waiting for the crowd to hush and then he gets ready to talk.}~
Chris: It’s been a long time coming. Ever since UWWF had closed I didn’t know what to do. We went to federations such as CWF, UCW, and the ever so famous WWWF. But even there idea of hardcore matches made me laugh. Shit even the steele chairs they used had padding on them!. See UWWF made me go crazy. I fell in love with the idea of beating someone to a bloody mess.. To slamming them through barb-wire ropes. To tossing them off the top of cages. To doing whatever it takes to win. See other places get mad if you bring out a barb-wire Singapore cane and cane someone with it until the cane breaks in half. They say it’s not fit for television! Well guess what neither are we then! But in UWWF it makes damn good TV! Now Maddog didn’t waste anytime in throwing us a welcome home party and at liberation we are going to celebrate. I have done heard these two guys running there mouth. Mr. Miraculous Preston Terranova and Big Lee Levec! Well I’ll give you guys credit your names sound tuff. But hell names don’t mean shit. You guys have used the same lines ever other team in history has about us calling us queers, gays the X fags.. Saying you know what we are going to say that this is our kinda match and that you’re the underdog? Well your right because this is our match you know why? Not because I love to use a Singapore cane. Not because UWWF is our home federation. But because you guys suck so bad it would be embarrassing if we lost to you! Preston, Lee…. Liberation comes around I am going to show you both what I like to do with barb-wire Singapore canes. Your right I do like to shove them up peoples ass. As of matter of fact I am going to take it and stick it so far up Big Lee’s ass that he’s going to cut his tongue on the barb-wire! You can kick as many elevator door’s as you want. It still wont stop us from beating the shit out of you chumps. Come liberation your going to think twice about those contracts you signed with UWWF. You’ll wanna reconsider and maybe head for the hills. Because we don’t play around with little pukes like you! Preston,……Lee come Liberation you both will be beaten,….bloodied,…. Mauled, and destroyed! You will remember your first match in UWWF because it might be your last!
~{Chris hands the microphone over to Sean. Sean stands there for a moment and runs his hand through his hair. He then slowly pulls the microphone up and gets ready to speak.}~
Sean: Preston,….Lee you guys have to understand something. Something that says that your not the first little chumps to call us gay fags, losers. That we are just another tag team. See there use to be a team that dominated the tag team world for a very long time. Then we came along and well they are nowhere to be seen anymore. We have beaten the very best teams in the world. You name it we have done it! You cant stop us! Preston you say your big man is going to stomp in one of our faces? Well you just don’t understand that a big fat loser like that will just get his ass beaten all over the floor! Preston after my brother Chris takes and beats the shit out of Lee what do you plan on doing? See because you will be left looking at the single greatest tag team to ever grace a ring. Then you will have to deal with me beating you down to the ground and laughing at you. I love to get blood all over me. Especially my fist. Just to beat another man into the ground and make him bleed is a awesome feeling. Preston your right you are the underdog. We are the favorites. But do you want to know why?… It’s because everyone knows you suck! When liberation rolls around you better be ready to be taken out on your backs. Because you will not walk out of the building! You guys are a waste of my time. I have bigger fish to fry!…. Jeremey Clarkson….Bonez You guy’s have something that you don’t have any business with! You have our Tag Team titles! I aint going to make a bunch of threats, aint going to say where going to beat the crap out of you just say this. It will be a lot easier to just hand them over. At least that way you wont get hurt to bad!
~{Sean tosses the microphone back to Chris. He grips it in his hand then walks towards the camera and looks right into it.}~
Chris: Clarkson,….Bonez I will make threats. I will say whatever I want. I am telling you guys name the time and place and we will be there! No matter what happens we will show up and then beat you! You will know that the Van X BoyZ are not for fun. We are for real! Get ready!
~{Chris drop’s the microphone. Back in black by AC/DC comes over the sound system. Chris and Sean pose in the center of the ring for a moment then start to walk towards the back as a the camera fades.}~