"One Death is a tradgedy.. A million deaths is a statistic..." -Stalin Justin's Theme
The scene opens up in Newark, NJ. It is about 11PM at night. It has been unusually cold these past few days. Snow is falling from the sky. There is some patches of snow on the ground, here and there. A few people are out on the streets, getting there grocieres. Other than that, everyone else is gone. Except for one man. The camrea pans around a park area. There is not a soul in here. Sitting on the bench area is Hardcore Justin. His head is down. He wears his usuall atire, a pair of Jeans, with a Flannel jacket. He has a white, Pride shirt underneath. He picks up his cigarete with a trembeling hand. He exhales, and faces the camrea.
Hardcore Justin-Aint been my week.. I went on and on all last week that i was going to win that Rumble. But no. Here i am, tossed out by the mystery guy. Didn't even last. Hardly made any impression. I didn't show anyone. I proved to everyone what a loser i am. But maybe, This Sunday. I have a chance at retribution. I am fighting in a Deathmatch title tourney. My oponent will be someone named.. Jack Kor. Hmpf. Here i am, in main event matches, and now im forced to fight some worthless match against Jack Kor. Whatever. I don't really care anymore. So Jack, I've seen your promos. Good, i see your working out. You will wanna be in good shape when you fight me. But sadly, it won't be enough. You are not going to beat me. I will not lose to a worthless, bottom feeding wrestler such as yourself. I am too good for that. And no matter what anyone else thinks.. I will win this match and this tournament. I must. I don't care if Adam Lax is in this tourney. I will win the Deathmatch title, and then i will take that world title off his shoulder. So Jack, you are just a small apetizer. Once i get passed you, there will be no stopping me. I am The future of PRIDE. Aint no stopping me. Whether you all like it or not, I will rule Pride someday. And Jack, i am going to start it all with you. Sunday awaits for us. Your doomsday is almost upon you. I bid thee farewell..
Justin lights up another cigarete and blows the smoke into the cold, night air. He looks at the camrea again, and laughs.
Hardcore Justin-Well, Well, Well. Adam Lax. I see Adam walked out of the arena the Pride world champion. Listen Adam, your not going to get my congradulations. You don't deserve that belt, and you know it. I liked the comments you made about me. Listen to yourself. Your tone has changed has it not? After you won the world title, is like your a new man. So, you think Floyd picked a loser huh? Adam, you weren't even the man that eliminated me. You want me to just take your belt huh? Okay.. i will. Adam our feud is far from over. The next time we meet in the ring, it will be one.. on one.. There won't be anyone else in that ring.. Just me and you. Then we will see just who the better wrestler is. And who knows? You might just lose that Pride World title you cherish so much. But the more i think about your comments, the more angry i become. So you think im not as good as Floyd thought? Well, maybe so. But im going to keep on trying to be the best. So Adam, how about the next Pride PPV? Sound good for you? And why don't we make things interesting? How about a Japanese Deathmatch? Barbed wire for ropes, C-4.. How about it Adam? I think we will make history with that one. So.. Give me your decision. Adam Lax.. Hardcore Justin. Japanese deathmatch.. Pride world title on the line. The thought of that brings chills down your spine doesen't it Adam? Well.. Give me your answer.. I'll be waiting.
Hardcore Justin throws his cigarate out, and then a man comes up from the shadows. A Man that Adam knows, all so well. A Man.. named.. Floyd. Floyd wears a pair of Black Jeans, and a leather trench coat. He stares into the camrea.
"The Legendary" Floyd-Adam.. You have been a thorn in my side for a long, long time. You and i.. we have done it all. Battle after battle, war after war. It all ends up the same way. Me winning. You losing. See, you must be wondering why i am here. See, i am retired. But i was watching your promos on Pride TV. And when you mentioned my name.. I needed to come back here. So you wanted to see me again huh Lax? Well here i am. Listen to me. Hardcore Justin will beat you in that match. I still believe in him. And let me tell you something. I will be in his corner come the next PPV. so.. you will be able to see me. again. DCW will repeat itself. You will see.
As for us.. Adam.. You and i should go at it one more time. a final match for Floyd. To prove who exactlly is the best. Will it be You Adam? Or will it be me? Will history repeat itself? You damn right. Adam, I made you, and i can destroy you just as easily. Adam, someday.. it may not me tommrow. It may not be next month.. But someday. You and i. We will be facing eachother again. And Adam.. I will finally finish you off...For good...
The camrea then fades out into darkness..
