The setting are the streets of Newark, NJ. The time is about 9:00 PM at night. The steets are dark. The only light that is seen is the dim lights of the street lights. The streets are quiet, no one is seen on the streets, except for a few people. The Camara then focuses on an alley way. The camrea man then starts to walk down the dark alley way. Soon it comes to a Dumpster. Sitting on the dumpster is a man. The man has long, dirty blond hair, and is wearing a pair of ripped blue jeans, a white t-shirt with a Flannel jacket on. He is smoking a cigarete as his hands begin to shake. He exhales, and the smoke rises up into the cold night air. He looks up at the camrea with cold blue eyes. He smiles.
Hardcore Justin-Ahhh. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Justin. Hardcore Justin. A funny thing happened to me the other day. I applied for this new federation, Pride Pro wrestling. Months ago, i sent in this letter, and tape of myself. And Yesterday.. I recieved this back.
Justin takes a few more drags of his cigarete and fishes into his pocket. with trembeling hands, he produces an ordinary, everyday envelope. He holds it up to the camrea. The words PPW are on it.
Hardcore Justin-Yes. I got this back from PPW. And guess what? They liked me. They want me. You can't even know how i feel right now. All these years of suffering. All these years of growing up without a father. All these years of Torment. What was it for? I'll tell you. It was for this. I'm 19. I don't even have a High School diploma. I know what your thinking. What a loser. But my friend, i am not a loser. At least, not anymore. Allow me to tell you about myself. As i said. I'm 19. Dropped out of Highschool when i was 16. I didn't need it. I told myself that. I grew up in a family. Ha Ha Ha. Yeah, right. My mom.. Let's see. She's a Drug Addicted, Bitch, who told me something one day, that i almost killed myself. Mom's are supposed to be supportive, and are supposed to love you no matter what you do. Well, thats not the case with my lovely mother, Emily.
Justin finishes with his cigarete and closes his eyes. His whole body starts to shake. He puts his head down. He starts to cry a little. His tears turn into laughs.
Hardcore Justin-Look at me.. Crying. I'm a grown man. I'm not supposed to be crying. But dammit, it's a feeling that i've felt all the time. Hold on. Justin, get a hold of yourself man. Wipe the tears from your eyes. All the things that Emily said to you.. It's all in the past.. All gone. Ha. You wanna know what that bitch said my friends? She said and i quote.. "Justin, I'm disapointed in you." "Look at you. Your pathetic. You will never be anything more than a bum. You dropped out of school, to do what Justin? Wrestling?" "Do you have any idea how many people have the same dream as you?" "Justin, i don't care anymore. Do what you want." "Your a faliure, and you will never be anything. My biggest mistake was made 19 years ago, giving birth to you.." Thats exactally how she put it. I almost killed myself that night. I was going to end it all. But now.. Now, i get to prove her wrong. I get to prove everybody wrong.
Justin Picks his head up, the tears rolling down his face. He picks up his tremebling hand, and wipes the tears from his face. He jumps off the dumpster, and begins to walk out of the alley way. He reaches the streets, and begins to walk, and speaks again.
Hardcore Justin-And My father. Heh. I don't even know my father. My father doesen't even know i exist. I don't even know his name. All my mom told me was 20 years ago, She got all stoned, by the way, what a suprise, at a party. Some guy, came up to her and well, you can guess the rest. People tell me i'm fucked up. Yeah, i know i'm fucked up. I've been fucked up all me life. I grew up, no friends, no girls, no anything. Getting beat down everyday at school. What kind of life is that? Girls never wanted to go out with me. I don't know love. And frankily, i don't need it. I've been a loser all my life, and now, i get to change it. Now i can show all these bastards just what i got. I can finally replace these tears of sorrow with tears of happiness. Wrestling has been my fuel in life. Without it, i would have killed myself long ago. Even now, still, the demons inside me have been telling me. They taunt me. The voices.. They don't shut up. They keep telling me.. Justin... Your nothing. Kill yourself.. Make the world a better place.. You are not good at anything. Your a waste of space. I still hear the voices.. They call everyday. But fuck man, I'm not going to give into them. Wrestling keeps me alive. Floyd.. He keeps me alive. My idol, Floyd. The one that tought me all this. Floyd, i thank you. I thank you for helping me cope with these inner demons of mine. And i thank you for teaching me. And now, this sunday, i am involved in a match. My first match ever.. And it is for the PPW World title. What a first match. So much on the line. If i win this match... I will prove my mother wrong... I will prove everyone wrong. I will prove the voices wrong. And i dedicate this match to the one person that ever cared about me.. Floyd. If your watching this.. I dedicate it to you.
Hardcore Justin-Wow. As i saw this card, i saw my name in the main event. It looks like all the people of the PPW is in this event. And me. Me. VS. Everyone. It seems its been like that all my life. So, it won't be like its anything different. i've noticed all the names, none of them look familar, only one. i'll get to that man in a second, but lets go over some of the other ones. Some of the other people. I see a few people on this list. A list of victims. Troy Pain, umm, Jesse Kreet, what the hell? Who cares what your names are? I certainly don't. You don't know me, i don't know you. The fans, i don't know them. Will they like me? Will they dislike me? Thats all up to them. But i tell you all one thing. I am going to win this match. I have to win it. I have to prove everyone wrong... I have to shut these voices up. I have to shut Emily up. So guys, i'm going to do everything in my power to win this match. And im going to throw you all out. Every last one of you. And i will become the first ever, PPW world champion. First match.. First PPW Champ. wow. Now i come to a man that Floyd knows all so well, and a man that i have heard about all my time spent with Floyd.
Justin lights up another cigarete and blows the smoke into the camrea. He starts to speak again.
Hardcore Justin-Adam Lax. Floyd talked about you constantly. Thats why i was shocked to see you on the roster. Let me tell you something Adam. You and i.. We are almost the same. We both are mocked by inner demons. We are like brothers. Adam, i respect you. And Floyd respects you. But Adam, even though i have no desire to hurt you, i must. See you are in this match also, and i have already told myself that i will win. So, i must beat you. Adam, I know alot about you. I've been watching you from the shadows, and finally, we meet in the ring. And it won't be the last. Adam, may the best man win. All these other people, they don't even come close. You will be the man i will have the most trouble with. But Adam, When it all comes down to it, we are the last two people in the ring, I will be the victor. I will toss you out. You will be tossed out my a 19 year old punk. And i will become the youngest world champion ever. And i will show all the people that mocked me. All the people that tourted me, And i will show Floyd, that i am, one tough little son of a bitch. And ill shut that bitch mother of mine up. Fellas.. I'm here in PPW. Your about to meet.. Hardcore.. Justin... The kid from hell..
Justin stops at a small, brick house. The house looks to be in semi decent shape. The lights in the house are all dark. The tears start to roll down Justins face. Justin wipes the tears from his face, and he clinches his teeth together. He picks up a brick and tosses it at the house. The brick goes flying threw a window. The window shatters. Justin starts to scream.
Hardcore Justin-You hear that mom!? I'm going to prove you wrong! I'm going to prove you wrong you bitch! You have no hold over me anymore! This house has no hold over me anymore! Your son is going to make something of himself now! Next time you see me, im going to the PPW World champ!! FUCK YOU!!!
Justin Drops to his knees and falls on the ground. He starts to weep with joy, as the camrea fades out.
