The scene opens up in Manhattan, the New York City Subway. It is about 6 PM at night, Thursday. Everyone is going home, coming home from a hard day's work. There is many people walking around, running for trains. Hardcore Justin is seen, standing in the corner. He is wearing a black System of a Down t-shirt, with a pair of ripped Black jeans. His Long, blond hair covers his eyes. The hot air seems to be getting to Justin, as he takes off his Blue Flannel jacket. He breathes in the musty air of the NYC Subway, and coughs. He looks at his watch, and impatiently begins to tap his foot up and down. Finally, The A train gets there, and many people get off at the stop. People file into the train, and Justin gets in himself. The cold air from the AC blasts Justin in the face. Justin looks around, and notices the train is very crowded. There is a Bum in the corner, sleeping on the seat, another woman trying to calm a screaming child down. One guy is playing his Rap music very loudly from a black boom box.

Train Conductor-Next stop will be 34th street, this is a Queens Bound A Train. Stand clear of the closing doors.

Hardcore Justin-Damn.. This is gonna be a long ride..

The train doors close, and Justin looks for an empty seat. He finds one next to a Hispanic old man. He sits down. The man smiles. And he starts to speak.

Old Man-How ya doing Youngster? Nice day today huh?

Hardcore Justin-Yeah. Not bad. I went to Manhattan for a visit, i'm heading home now.

The old man smiles, and Justin looks at the floor. The train comes to another stop, and some people get off, and some get on. The Train conductor is heard announcing the next stop, and The doors close once again. The train starts up again, and the old man looks at Justin.

Old Man-So where you headed? Queens? Your not from around here right?

Hardcore Justin-Yeah, i grew up in New Jersey.. I'm staying with a friend for right now.

Justin thinks to himself, crazy old bastard.. And the Old man smiles once again at Justin, as Justin coughs.

Old Man-Good luck with your match against Adam. It's tomorrow right?

Justin is shocked to hear that the old man knows.

Hardcore Justin-You know me?

Old Man-Why of course. Your Hardcore Justin, from Pride. I love Pride. I never miss a show. I like you, you remind me of my grandson. He's alot like you. I would never have imagined i'd meet you here.

Hardcore Justin-Yeah, small world i guess.

A few more stops pass, The old man gets up.

Old man-Well, i got to get going now. It was nice meeting you. Good luck!

Hardcore Justin-Yeah, thanks.

The doors open, and the old man gets off. Justin puts his feet up, and closes his eyes.

45 Minutes Later..

The camera then fades into the streets of Queens, NY. Justin is seen walking down the street. He comes to a rundown building. He opens the gate, and slams it shut. He enters the apartment complex. The air from the Heat blasts him. He walks to the elevator, and pushes the up button. A few seconds later, the elevator door opens. He enters, and pushes the 4 button. The doors close. They open again, and Justin walks down the hall, and comes to Floyd's apartment. He shuffles around in his pocket and produces a set of keys. He opens the door, and steps inside. Floyd is sitting in the easy chair, wearing a pair of Black shorts, with a Black Ozzy Shirt. He is eating a bag of Doritos.

Floyd-Hey. How was your visit?

Justin takes off his jacket and sits in the on the couch, lighting up a Newport.

Hardcore Justin-Pretty cool.

Floyd-Lax was just on TV, doing a promo. I taped it for you. Take a look. You should say something in return.

Floyd gets up and puts the tape in the VCR. Justin stares at the TV and listens to Adam's interview. A few minutes later, Justin finishes his cigarette and clears his throat.

Hardcore Justin-Interesting comments Outsyder. Indeed. Well Adam allow me to say this. I am not scared of anything you say. Say what you will to me. Call me every name in the book. Tell me that i'm living in a dream. Perhaps i am Lax. Perhaps i am. Maybe i will never make it in this business. Maybe after our match my views will change. But i gotta try. Don't get me wrong Lax. I don't hate you. I never hated you. Floyd and I have all the respect in the world for you. But i see that title you have. And i realize how much i want it. How much i need it. I don't know where you get off that i hate you. The only people i have severe hatred for are my parents. But that is a another story. I will not sit here and cry about it. I told you once before Adam. Me and you, we are the same. I think we would make one hell of a team. But As long as you have the World title around your waist, We will never be a team. Tomorrow will be the day. The day when the two biggest names in Pride will collide. Hardcore Justin, Adam Lax. It will be a night to remember. It's one on one. No one will help you. No one will help me. I have to prove to everyone. You are not some kind of god. You can be beaten. And i will try my hardest to win. Win or lose, i will give you all that i got. I will give all my blood, sweat and tears. And maybe, just maybe, i will end your legacy, and begin mine. But you will not break my spirit Lax. You won't destroy me. The fire will still burn within me. No matter how many times you defeat me. I will come back. I won't go back. I can't go back. You won't send me back into the darkness from which i came. Not you, or anyone else can send me back. I am here to stay. You say that fate has played a trick on me? No my friend, it has done no such thing. It has given me a chance. And this is a chance i cannot fail at. I will try my hardest. You must prepare. Do not underestimate me. Whatever you dish out Adam, i will come back with stuff just as hard. This will be a night to remember. If i win.. It's an automatic title shot for me. Your a wanted man Adam. I see that World title as a bullseye. and i'm going to hit it someday. Tomorrow will be step one. Hopefully, i will make it to step two. And Adam.. Allow me to use a line from your promo? If you don't believe in god.. well, start believing. Because he is the only one that can save you.. From the child from hell..

Floyd-Well Adam. I have one thing to ask. I challenged you a few days ago. I have actually thought of something we can put on the line. That DCW world title. Yes, you know what i'm talking about. The title that is sitting in your house. First off, That title belongs to me. And secondly, What makes you think you even deserve to have it? I was the greatest DCW champion. Not you. So here is my proposition. Floyd, Adam Lax, one last time. DCW World title on the line. Give me your answer Lax, Lets give the fans what they really want to see. Lets give them a treat, one last time.

The Camrea then fades out.

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