<The Scene:> The camera opens up watching Justin Rage walking down a hall way. He is pasting himself down to his locker room. He kicks the door wide open. Scott Summers is seen sitting at a table with a piece of paper in his hand. Scott starts to talk.

<Scott Summers:> Hey Justin sit down. As you might know, Keats is back from his week off. Well he wanted a match.

<Justin Rage:> What's this got to do with me?

<Scott Throws the piece of paper towards Justin. Justin takes a look at it.>

<Justin Rage:> (says it in his head) Keats vs. Me? My US title? HAHAHA. This is a joke right? I mean this guy was away for a week and gets a shot. Man the CEO is really kissing ass now. I do not care what the hell this Eliminator thinks he is but I know what I have to do.

<Scott Summers:> Yea I know what you are saying. But you got to worry bout Keats. He is a tough cookie. I mean he didnt win the match he had at the PPV. So where does he get off getting a match for a title?

<Justin Rage:> Well you know you right. But I will not sit here and bitch and moan. But I will site here and give a few words to Keats. Keats this might be in your mind the luckiest day in your life. But if you think deep inside you will know this will be one big assassination on you. I mean as I look you record is 1-2. What the hell is that. I see that as one hell of a bad record. You are a former ICW TV champion. But you are not going to be a US champion. Only true United States citizens should hold this title. But you are one sorry ass citizen! You put USA to shame. Maybe you should ship up and move to Canada. Keats you aren't even a wrestler that stays for more then two weeks. What happen to the TV title. Oh that's right you had to go on leave. What happen to the ICW International Tourney? Oh that's right on leave. When the tough gets going, you cant go run off. I mean sure Rico Smith would beat your ass. You did save your self from humiliation. But it doesn't mean you friggen run off. That just pisses me off. More of a reason to beat your ass. If you don't know, I am the US and WORLD champion. You might have thought you did a number on meat the PPV. Hitting me over the head with a chair. But no that wasn't a good move on your part. Now you should start running. More of the reason to put the bulls eye right on your forehead. I don't give two shits or three fucks about you and that you have your issues and any other excuses before to go on leave. Maybe now you should try and fight. Or is it you will come and fight since a Title is on the line. Most of all your matches had a title in it.

<Scott Summers:> Justin, Keats is a bitch. He doesn't know what the flying hell he is doing. But the Midnight Assassins will make sure he will never come across us again. so Saturday there will be a little surprise for Keats. So Keats if you come out on Top or not be ready.

<Justin Rage:> Well there you have it Keats. not only do you have to worry about me, you got A Legend on your hands. But Saturday I will hit you with all the moves I know. Keats you might have slipped by some other chumps but not me. I am assassin and I will put an end to your career. If you didn't know that's what we do. Put ends to careers. so Keats you are the next the the crossfire. When The Target is locked on, it doesn't let you go, nor forget, So Keats the actions you have pulled in the last weeks will never be forgotten. But neither will mine. The Lumber Jacks, we have no idea who these people are but I assure you that they will not get in our way. If they do I will put a stop to there career. But Keats it is not me that you want. Isn't it Rico Smith. Ahh yes. Rico Smith the man that was starting an angle with you but to stop that you leave. that's not a bad idea. Like a fugitive you run. But an assassin never lets his prey go. You might run but you can never hide. 

<Scott Summers:> True, so true. Keats is now on Americas Most Wanted. And the callers are calling up for leads on your case. It will all come together on Saturday. Time will not stop for you.

<Justin Rage:> Well Yes Keats my friend, my foe, my next victim. You are like a torn in the side that no one can get off. A pimple that just wont pop. A shit that wont come out. But Saturday I will put a stop to you. I will pull you out of my side. Pinch you till you pop and eat all the raisins I can eat till you just squeeze out. So Keats you better remember who you are going against. Not only an Assassin but you are going up against your worst nightmare. Now get the hell out.

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