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LWA record:1-0-0
Career Record:6-1-0

People Used:Hardcore Justin, Micheal Hunt
People Mentioned:Just About everyone.


The scene opens up in Newark, NJ. It is about 10:30 at night. It is a very cold night in Newark, everyone is bundled up in their heavy coats, and walking home. A light snow begins to fall. Hardcore Justin is seen walking down the streets, wearing a Pair of ripped Jeans, with a Black trench coat on. Underneath he has a black KoRn shirt on. He reaches a 24-Hour mini mart and walks in. He shakes the snow from his long, blond hair and enters. A blast of warm air from the store hits him. He looks around, and the store is empty. He walks up to the counter. He looks the clerk in the eye and speaks.

Hardcore Justin-Pack of Newport.

The clerk takes the money from Justin and takes the Newport off the cigarete shelf. He puts it on the counter.

Clerk-Aren't you Hardcore Justin from Pride?

Hardcore Justin-Yeah, I'm Hardcore Justin. Pride closed however. I'm in a fed called LWA now.

Clerk-Hey, i didn't know you were in LWA. I caught that on TV the other night, Your in that IC Title Battle Royal?

Hardcore Justin-Yeah. In fact this week Showdown takes place right here in Newark, My Hometown. Hey, do you want my autograph? After all, i am going to be the biggest superstar in the LWA.

Clerk-Sorry, i don't take autographs from losers. And Vinchenzo is going to kick your ass.

Justin just laughs hystercially, and then stops. He hawks back, and spits right in the clerks face.

Hardcore Justin-Oh, you shall see soon enough asshole.

Justin takes his cigaretes off the counter, with the clerk screaming at him. Justin laughs as he leaves the store, and walks out. Twenty Minutes Later, Justin is back in his house. Justin is sitting on the couch, smoking a cigarete and watching TV. There is a knock at the door.

Hardcore Justin-Who the hell is this?

The knocking continues, as Justin gets up, and opens the door. In walks Micheal Hunt of the LWA. He is wearing a Black LWA Shirt with a pair of Black Dress pants. His hair is slicked back, and he is wearing a black tie.

Hardcore Justin-What are you doing here?

Hunt-Hey Justin, i was informed by President Floyd to get a few words with you, and seeing as how you live right in Newark, i thought i would stop by. Nice place you got here, mind if i sit down? You got anything to drink?

Hunt sits down on a black leather easy chair. Justin stares at him.

Hardcore Justin-I don't give a rats ass who sent you. And how dare you ask me for a drink, What do i look like? The fucking waiter? Well? DO I?

Hunt-No, im... terribly sorry. about your matches?

Justin finishes his cigarete and sits down. He looks over to Mike.

Mike-Well Justin, you have your hands full this comming Saturday where you will be fighting in not one, but two matches. And both of them are for a title. First match, is for The Hardcore title, you will be involved in a triple threat with Vinchenzo, and Shawn Showtime. Your thoughts?

Hardcore Justin-First off, Vinchenzo needs to keep his mouth shut. What, does he think he is some sort of god or something? Look, the only thing that is remotley close to a god around the LWA is me. Vinchezo you like to run your mouth about me, making fun of my name, making fun of the way i handle things in the ring. I got my name Hardcore from just doing my job. And Justin, well, its my real f'n name ass wipe. Vinchenzo, You come in here, and think you can just take over? I knew i was going to have problems with you the minute i saw your first promo. Your the one i will have most of my problems with. Then again, i will have problems with everyone here. Because Vinchenzo, we are all after the same thing, and that is to be the very best in this federation. To become the World champion. Don't worry Vinchenzo, This won't be the last time we meet. I have a strong feeling we shall meet in the near future. And don't worry dude, i will bring all of my Light tubes, barb wire 2x4's, and all of the other goodies i can come up with. Hardcore Title, it's just the first damn step to this whole puzzle.

Justin lights up another cigarete and blows the smoke into the air. He faces the camrea once again.

Hardcore Justin-As far as Shawn Showtime is concerned, well Shawn the same goes for you as well. See you might have gotten away with beating the holy hell out of Kalid last week, but you will never, and i mean ever beat me like that. You all need to accept the fact that i am better than all of you. I am the chosen one. I have been chosen to lead this federation. And once again, i will prove to everyone this fact. Shawn, i will crush you like the miserable bug you are, and i will take that LWA Hardcore Title and christen that belt with your blood. Then you are both going to look at me and accept your loss like men. And you will realize that you both have lost to the better man. And that man is, Hardcore Justin..

Mike-And your next match, you are involved in the Over the top, battle royal for the IC title. Your thoughts on this one?

Hardcore Justin-Once again Mike, i will prove to everyone that i am the only superior being here. After i get done winning the Hardcore title, i will go on to win the Battle Royal and the IC title. I shall win both titles in both matches. See, this battle royal is a lot like my life. Its been Me, Vs Everyone else my entire life. So this enviornemnt is nothing new to me. Not anyone can stop me. Vinchenzo, Showtime, you will all take a beating yet again from me. As far as everyone else is concerend, you all better accept the fact that you will be beaten. And when all the smoke has settled, and the night is over, one man will still be standing. He will be holding Both titles over his head, and that man's name is.. Hardcore Justin. People, Prepare yourselves. Your about to have an encounter, with the child.. from hell.

The camrea fades out into the LWA Logo.