The scene opens up somewhere in Newark, NJ. It is about 8 PM at night. A light snow is falling. The streets are for the most part empty. The scene shifts to a cheesy motel. The lights are on. We see a taxi pull up. A man gets out. He is wearing a flannel jacket, with the hood put up. He is wearing ripped jeans, and a pair of beat up blue converse on his feet.
Taxi Driver:Well, here we are. Sure i can't take you to another hotel? This one is really sleezy.
Man:No, this is fine. I know this part of town all too well.
The man pays the driver, and he speeds away. The man coughs as he makes his way inside. He pulls open the door and enters. He makes his way to the check in desk. The motel is poorly lit, the carpets are stained, the walls are beginning to crack. He steps up to the counter and rings the bell. The guy behind the counter comes into view. He is wearing a white tank top, a red baseball cap, and a pair of jeans. He has a cigar in his mouth.
Guy:Can i help you?
Man:I need a room.
The guy behind the counter nods as he fumbles around with something in the desk. The man puts down his hood. He has long, dirty blond hair and cold blue eyes.
Guy behind the desk:Holy shit! Justin! Where the hell have you been? I haven't seen you in over two years! I thought you died or something!
Hardcore Justin:No, i didn't die. Let's just say i've been to hell and back. After the LWA closed down I had no where to go. I wrestled in independent feds for awhile. Wrestling in bars, putting your life in danger every single night for fans who could care less. Working for next to nothing. That's why i decided to come back here. Get a job or something. I'm done with wrestling.
Guy:You can't be serious. Justin i can't see you in a 9-5 job dude. Wrestling is your life.
Hardcore Justin:It used to be. Now it's not. It's a thing of the past.
The guys shakes his head. He hands Justin the key as Justin takes it. He walks down the hall, past the junkies in the hall way. inside one of the rooms, Justin hears a couple fighting over something. Justin mutters something to himself as he gets to his room. He opens the lock with the key and lets himself in. He flicks on the light and throws himself down onto the bed. He flicks on the TV. TNT recap is on the tv. Justin stares into the tv. He watches some of the matches and then at the end of the show, a number comes on the screen.
TNT Announcer:If you would like to be a part of TNT Wrestling, give us a call at.. TNT!! Become a part of history! We are always looking for new wrestlers!
Justin grins as he looks at the phone. He picks it up and starts to dial....
Hardcore Justin:It's offical.. I'm now under contract with TNT Wrestling. For all of you that don't know me, allow me to introduce myself. I'm Hardcore Justin. I'm now 21 years old. I started my carreer with PRIDE, and then after that i went to LWA. Yes, you might say i'm still a rookie, but i advise everyone in the TNT Locker room not to take me lightly. I was trained by The Legendary Floyd, who is as far as i know, retired. But this isn't about Floyd now. It's about me. It's my time now. Alot of people say i will never be as good as Floyd, but i'm sick of living in his shadow. This is my time to shine. This is my time to rule. I'm going to show everyone that i am not some kid.
Hardcore Justin gets up and looks out of the window. He faces the camrea again and starts to speak once again.
Hardcore Justin:Which brings me to my openant for this week. A new commer just like myself, Macintosh Rogers. First of all, i have no idea who Mr. Rogers is. I've never seen him, never heard of him. Quite frankily, i don't even know what to say about him. Okay Mr. Rogers. I'm not going to sit here and quote un quote dis you. I'm not like that. I'm just going to bring everything i have to the ring with me. I will show no mercy. I haven't been in a real ring for two years. I am a bit rusty, but you know what? It's just like riding a bike.. Once you learn, you never forget.
Hardcore JustinMacintosh Rogers listen. You will serve as a stepping stone into this federation. My plan here is to rule this federation. You are the first to taste Justin's path of rage. I promise all of you, i will rule this federation. And you know what? There's nothing you, or any of the TNT Wrestling federation and do about it. Mr. Rogers, get ready, because you have never faced anyone like me before. And the rest of you.. Don't stand in my way. Or you will end up just like Mr. Rogers. You guys had better start believing in god.. because he is the only one that can save you now..
Justin puts his jacket back on and leaves the room. The scene cuts...
