[Mark Ward]

 OOC NOTE: In typical HS fashion, I have overdone it and a word limit (That I didn't know was there) has forced me to post in 3 parts. Please refer to my OOC note on the OOC board

The camera starts just looking at Hot Stuff Mark Ward's face, a large band-aid covering the top of his right eye. He just stares in to the camera.

HS: You lucky, lucky people you, it's time for you to step in to Hot Stuff's world. If you're watching this, I'm pretty sure you've worked out that this superstar wrestling genius is heading back to the ring for a match. Now, it's pretty damn easy to just have wrestling to worry about, turn up, smack the hell out of someone, get paid, but when ya running the damn place, it's not so easy to train for a major comeback, of one as good as I, so now it's time for you people to step behind the scenes in this documentary. It's time for you to come on back and see how I approach the whooping of a couple of has beens, mixed in with the shit I have to do, to put money in peoples pockets. People, you're in for a good ride, and you know me, I love a good ride.

Hot Stuff winks at the camera

HS: It's not easy making a come back at any time, but when you're running a company, it's not all easy. You'll see....



Monday...

A small office block is seen in the heart of Las Vegas. The street is fairly quiet, as Vegas says goodbye to the weekend tourists and awaits the arrival of new money to grace it's hotels and casinos. A cool morning air blows through the almost empty streets as a few cars, employees at businesses run through out the city, cruise past at low speeds.

The scene switches to inside the doorway of this office block, to see Hot Stuff Mark Ward, slowly making his way through the halls, a cup of coffee in his right hand. He pushes open a door with his left and and slowly makes his way in, before turning to the camera.

HS: Welcome to Sin City Wrestling headquarters.

Hot Stuff says motioning around the room

HS: This right here, the room you're in right now, is where Christian and I scout new talents.

The camera moves around the room to show a fifty inch plasma television on the side of a wall, with sofas connected to each other in a U shape, in front of the TV. A table sits in between the U shapes sofas, with magazines and papers on. Hot Stuff walks over to the sofa's and gently lays himself down across one of them, lifting his feet up and resting them at the other end. He places his coffee on the table and eases back

HS: This is where we watch DVD's of talents from all over the world, just itching for a shot in Vegas.

Hot Stuff closes his eyes for a few seconds, but a stack of folders land across his stomach. Air exits Hot Stuff's lungs with an "oof" as he opens his eyes.

HS: Hey man! Can't you see I'm feeling a little rough.

The camera turns to see Christian Underwood standing above him.

Christian: Feeling a little beat up there Mark?

HS: Well aren't you the clever one.

Christian: That's what all those degrees over my office wall say.

HS: Hey! I got degrees on mine too

Christian: Pretty sure the university of booty is not a real university.

HS: Oh it is.

Christian looks Hot Stuff up and down.

Christian: Nasty looking cut you got above your eye there.

HS: Well, you'd have a nasty looking cut above your eye too if you just got your arse handed to you by Kain.

Christian: It's your own damn fault.

HS: Is not! I gave him an offer and he responded by putting me through my own desk. I'm gonna be picking splinters out of my beautiful arse for days now. Everyone sat there and saw what was on TV, but you wanna hear the real story?

Christian: Do I have to? I mean, it's gonna be a long boring story, right?

HS: Piss off, none of my stories are boring, I'm Hot Stuff.

Christian: You're gonna tell me anyway, so get on with it.

HS: Ok, there was me, sitting there at my desk, just on the phone with the children's charity, about to donate a vast amount of my own personal wealth, when Kain comes bursting in the room with his little hoochy chick, that one that's clearly had more pricks then a second hand dart board, and just jumps across my desk and starts hitting me with brass knuckles. I tried to grab the phone to complete my donation and he put me through my desk.

Christian rolls his eyes at Hot Stuff.

Christian: Children's charity, eh?

Hot Stuff tries to look all innocent

HS: Yep, but because of Kain, they never got their money so they will go short.

Christian: I'm not buying it.

HS: That's lucky, I wasn't selling it, it's the truth. Kain has screwed orphans here, little tiny orphans because he wanted to attack me.

Christian just stares at Hot Stuff

HS: It's ok, I made good on it, cause I called up this morning, and donated Kain's monthly salary to them. He won't be needing it after that attack on me. Big time fine

Hot Stuff holds his ribs and winces in pain.

HS: Reckon I should sue him? I mean it was unprovoked attacks.

Christian: You attacked him the week before!

HS: I stopped short of busting him open and putting him through tables though. Compared to what that ugly guy did, our first little meeting of the fists, was a mere scuffle.

Christian: You reap what you sow Mark. I told you not to get too involved with this.

HS: Hey, I do what's best for business. Dragging Spike's whiny arse back to TV was good for business, just so people could see him whine and bitch.

Christian: Nothing to do with the ego boost you get every time he says you destroyed his career?

HS: Well, that too, but it makes for good TV.

Christian: So why Kain?

HS: Because at first, I wanted to help the guy, I saw his AWA vids and wanted him to be better then that. Back then, he was unstoppable, now, he's losing to fools like Spike and Casey Williams. I could have give him that winning streak but no, he thinks his way to the top is to kick my arse. That's fine with me, because now he will never make it to the top.

Christian raises an eyebrow

Christian: and what about his number one contenders match at Blaze of Glory?

Hot Stuff smirks

HS: That was not put in there for him. It was put in there for Damon Synn to wanna destroy him more. How stupid do you really think I am?

Christian: Do I have to answer that one?

HS: What's that supposed to mean?

Christian turns away with a smile

Christian: Oh nothing. By the way, all those folders, paper work.

HS: For what?

Christian: Renewing the Vegas and California TV deals, the internet deal, etc.

Hot Stuff rolls his eyes.

HS: Can't you see I'm hurting here?

Christian ignore Hot Stuff

Christian: And don't forget all the media lined up to promote Blaze Of Glory. You have the press conference, interviews, the lot.

Hot Stuff half sits up

HS: So getting the shit smacked outta me means nothing? Doesn't give me a day off?

Christian: Nope

HS: Brilliant. What will you be doing while I'm running around like a racehorse with the shits?

Christian: I will be working on the show, hitting the location, helping getting things organized.

HS: So you'll be sitting in a spa in the Palms and I'll be running around?

Christian: Well you do love the attention, and all this promotional work makes you center of attention.

Hot Stuff raises his head in thought

HS: Yes it does.

Christian drops a pen on top of the folders.

Christian: Now get signing.

HS: Who died and made you Queen?

Christian: The last Queen.

Hot Stuff looks up at Christian.

HS: No rest for the wicked, eh?

Christian: Nope, and you're pretty much on par with the devil

HS: That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me.

Christian: Oh, by the way, we got a drop out for the show, think before you fall asleep, you can actually find a replacement. Info's in the top folder.

Hot Stuff waves Christian off and reaches in to his pocket, pulling out a cell phone and flipping open the top folder.

HS: She'll do.

Hot Stuff starts to dial a number in to his phone and hits the call button, waiting for an answer from the other end.

HS: Hello, is this Brandi?

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HS: This is Mark Ward, Sin City Wrestling, how ya doing?

Pause

HS: Good, good. Listen, Christian Underwood and I have reviewed your DVD's and we'd like to have a look at you up close.

Pause

HS: Well I'm a busy guy, but I'm back in the office on Friday for a meeting, but we actually have a spot on the card for you at Blaze Of Glory

Pause

HS: Yes, the supercard

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HS: We'd like you to replace Gina Graham to face Veronica Taylor and Jesse Atlas

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HS: Yes, the supermodel Veronica Taylor.

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HS: To be honest, I have no idea, she's a Christian signing and well, I've not seen a lot from her.

Pause

HS: Well, if you can get to the bright lights of Vegas on Friday, we'll talk terms and get you all set.

Pause

HS: Looking forward to it too, bye now.

Hot Stuff presses a button on his phone and ends the call

HS: Sorted

Hot Stuff picks up the other folders as the scene fades



A yawn is heard and the camera moves to the face of Hot Stuff Mark Ward, laying on crisp white sheets. Angelica rests her head across Hot Stuff's chest as the  boss opens his eyes, picking up his phone and sighing

HS: Christ, everyone's addicted to Twitter it seems after last night.

Hot stuff types a message on through and talks out loud to the words he types

HS: Press... conference.... day. Oh joy of joys.

Hot Stuff yawns and looks in to the camera, ready to introduce this section of the documentary.

HS: Being a boss isn't just about signing contracts, making sure people get paid, all the rest of it. Being the boss is also about promoting your product for as little money as possible, turning profits, making sure there's still a business to come back to in the morning. Most of our guys turn up in Vegas or Cali the day or two before the show, go hit the hotel, go to the spa, come out on camera and do their thing, get paid and go home to whatever place they call their home. I haven't been able to get back to my home that regular, because I work in one way or another, six days a week, doing things like I'm set to do today, get out there, make my face seen and make people remember what Sin City Wrestling is, try and pick up the tourists and make them see that coming to our show is better then going to see Celine Dion in concert or any of the other lazy bastards who no longer wanna tour. Never did understand why singers who could no longer compete in the real world, decide that Vegas is their Mecca. I can understand why other acts come here, Magicians, comedians, stage shows, but Celine Dion... it's all competition but I hate Celine Dion, i had that bloody song from Titanic, I wouldn't pay to see that old goat sing it in Vegas, and I have to show people why seeing SCW is better then listening to her. Enjoy your lay in today people, cause the boss has work to do.... or none of you get paid.

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A row of chairs are seen set up in three lines, facing a table with the Blaze of Glory banner hanging above the table. People start to shuffle in to the room, taking up seats as close to the front as they can possibly get holding cameras, video recording equipment and note pads, ready to gather up any information they can. After a few minutes of chairs squeezing, and general chatter amongst themselves. A door to the side of the table opens and Hot Stuff Mark Ward, dressed in a shiny silver suit, with a pale blue shirt and matching tie, with a band aid still present above his eye, walks through the door. In a business like manor, Hot Stuff is seen carrying a briefcase, which he places on the table, next to a microphone and glass of water. Standing while leaning his hands on the table, he looks out at the crowd before addressing them all.

HS: Ladies and Gentlemen of the press, internet sites and local news stations, welcome to a Blaze Of Glory press conference. I'm gonna answer questions about Blaze Of Glory for a bit, then I'll answer whatever you want to know.

Hot Stuff sits down and voices in the crowd intensify. Hot Stuff points in one direction

Voice in crowd: Mark, this is Sin City Wrestling's third supercard, how do you think this will compare to the previous two?

HS: I have serious high hopes for this card. It's the biggest we've ever put together, ten matches, and we know it puts extra pressure on everyone involved in running the show, but we feel we can pull it off and make it bigger then the last two. I was extremely proud of December 2 Dismember, as was everyone involved in the show, but I feel we can out do ourselves with this one and make it bigger and better then the last.

Voice in crowd: What match do you see as one that could potentially set the bar in professional wrestling?

HS: We don't have a bar, we try to constantly push ourselves week in, week out. I think everyone will up their game, I think Blade Alexander Vs Nick Jones has the potential to be one of the greatest technical matches SCW has ever put on, I think Kain Vs Damon Synn could be one of the most violent and brutal matches wrestling has ever seen. There is no weak match on the card and any one of them could be the match of the show. Everyone brings something different to their match and all together, it adds to the overall card. Our Bombshell title match could steal the show, myself and Justin Underwood against Jordan Williams and Spike Staggs could steal the show, the Roulette title is unique and could steal the show. We have ten matches of pure class, that could raise the bar as you put it.

Voice in crowd: Do you feel this show could be the one that breaks you in to mainstream America?

HS: Define mainstream really. We're already known over a couple of states and popular on the internet. People from all over pay to watch our show online, so in a way, we are mainstream without the billion dollar backing. Christian and I are smart, and we have a plan for Sin City Wrestling to continue to grow, but I think Blaze Of Glory will open the eyes of new fans. I like to think of us as the biggest small promotion in the world and after Blaze Of Glory, we will get bigger.

Hot Stuff takes a drink of water before pointing out to the chattering crowd again

Voice in crowd: What made you decide this was the right time to get back in the ring?

HS: Nothing really, but there's only so much hell you can take watching guys like Jordan Williams and Spike Staggs think they can run around, running amock with something I created. Sometimes, you just have to step forward and let people know who the boss is, and this is one of those times.

Voice in crowd: Is this the first of many matches for you?

HS: No, there might be a couple of matches, but I won't be back full time. Everyone wants to be part of the supercards and well, everyone is pretty much part of Blaze Of Glory.

Voice in crowd: Any chance Christian Underwood may be tempted to return to the ring in Sin City Wrestling if you have success at Blaze Of Glory?

HS: I doubt it, Christian didn't open this place to wrestle, neither did I, but I do what's good for business, Christian still wrestles overseas on a part time basis when he can, but as for SCW, I doubt it very much. Can we go back to the BlazeOf Glory questions please?

Hot Stuff's eyes scan the crowd and he points in another direction

Voice in crowd: You made the choice to give Casey Williams a shot at the NeWA television title, regardless of the fact that he is in a rival group and associated with Spike Staggs, what made you come to this decision?

HS: Casey was on a roll when he first got here, which surprised me, but he's grown every week, to the point where he's gone from opening shows, to main eventing them in a few months. I know he's working his way towards the heavyweight title, but he lacks a little when it comes to carrying titles, so taking the NeWA Television title will give him the experience he needs to step up in SCW. Holding a title will do him the world of good, and he deserved the chance based purely on how much he's improved. I've heard from a few people who have worked hard with him to bring out the potential in him. I might not like Casey and he might constantly give me a headache with his randomness, but can't argue that he deserves this and I fully expect him to bring the NeWA title back to SCW.

Voice in crowd: You made the choice to book Kain against Damon Synn, which I can see the fans wanting, but if you put a number one contendership on the line. After the way Kain attacked you, I wouldn't have thought you'd want him anywhere near the top.

HS: Ok, more of a statement then a question, but let me answer that. The title shot is not for Kain. Do you really think for a second he's going to beat Damon Synn? I want Kain destroyed, I want him running home, crying to his momma about the mean boys at work. Putting that contendership in that match isn't for him, it's to make Damon Synn want it more, and to go out and destroy Kain. Damon legitimately hears voices in his head, those voices will be telling him over and over what he can have if he destroys Kain, those voices will be forcing Damon to push the boundries. There is no DQ, Damon can beat Kain within an inch of his life for all I care and there's nothing Kain can do about it.

Voice in crowd: There's lot's of matches worthy of main eventing Blaze Of Glory, what made you go with Nick Jones and Blade Alexander.

HS: The heavyweight title... idiot. Next question...

Voice in crowd: Do you think Nick Jones has what it takes to get past Blade Alexander and move on to face either Kain or Damon Synn?

HS: He does but I think this is Blade's year. At some point, he is gonna break out and start taking control of his division.

Voice in crowd: Do you find it strange he put himself forward for the J Cup and Cruiserweight title just days after a chance of being SCW heavyweight champion.

Hot Stuff pauses for a second, picking his words wisely

HS: Honestly, I think Blade should have focused on SCW and the heavyweight title. I feel a cruiserweight title is below him, no matter where it is. I think if he focuses on this match, gets in a couple of promos, he stands a great chance of being noticed as one of our go to guys. He has superstar written all over him, and I feel he should be looking to control SCW rather then a title beneath him, but we respected Blade's choice to step up to the plate and represent his home region.

Voice in crowd: Rumour has it that Blade is putting himself in the shop window, inviting big money offers from other federations.

HS: That's why they're called rumours. As far as I know, I see Blade as a future star, ok, he's a star now, but a bigger one, and I'd love to tie him down to a longer contract. He will still be able to wrestle at NeWA shows if he and I come to some arrangements, but I would like him focused on pushing himself to become a legend in SCW.

Voice in crowd: Do you see the J Cup as a distraction for some of your stars leading in to Blaze Of Glory?

HS: I wouldn't say distraction. I'd like to think their focus is with their home. Everyone involved in the J Cup from us, has a huge match at Blaze Of Glory. Blade could become heavyweight champ, Misty could become bombshell champ, Frost has his roulette title to defend and Justin Underwood is in the biggest match of his life. I think they know that SCW is the important thing, but I know one of the four will be bringing back the NeWA cruiser weight championship. I know each of them are good enough to do it, so I expect two NeWA titles here with us shortly.

Hot Stuff pauses for a few seconds

HS: Ok, this is the part when you can ask me about whatever in SCW.

Hot Stuff points in another direction.

HS: You

Voice in crowd: Lately, we've seen the return of many former GCW and GXW stars, who will be see next?

HS: Well Christian and I have been bugging everyone. We hope we can get in a couple more in. Thing is, as happened with a couple of other returns, they happened pretty much out of the blue. We spoke to people, we offered deals and never heard back, and then a contract appears on one of our desks.

Voice in crowd: Do you have a wishlist?

HS: Of course, Adam Rich, Damien Diamond, Billy James.

Voice in crowd: but you never got on with Billy James.

HS: Maybe so but it made a shed load of money back in the day. If it wasn't for the Hot Stuff Vs Billy James matches, certain federations would have been lost in the crowd. If Billy shows his face in SCW, then it's obvious that more people would sit up and take notice, because everyone would be expecting us to kick the daylights out of each other again. Good business.

Voice in crowd: What are the chances of Billy James coming to SCW?

HS: At this point? Less then one percent, but if Billy is watching this.... Billy, you're a bitch and I could still kick your sorry looking arse.

The crowd laugh as Hot Stuff smiles.

Voice in crowd: Jordan Williams has been introducing some old faces through his promo work lately, any chance of those signing?

HS: I would love to offer a deal to Rob Anderson, and know he gets to Vegas a fair amount, but I think he's a little busy spending his millions to be interested in coming to get beat up again. Jordan has a lot of people he trained over the year, I'm sure he could get them a deal with Christian if they wanted.

Voice in crowd: It was mentioned somewhere that Justin Underwood was forced to step away from SCW or he'd lose his career, is there any truth to that?

HS: Someone's been following someone on Twitter I see. Yes, Justin had a choice, step away or be forced to step away.

Voice in crowd: Why?

HS: Because he was broken. He was torn in so many directions with that silly chick he turned up with to start with, then Matt Ward, then the tattooed blonde. They all wanted their own thing from him, and none of them got him ready to be a champion, to lead the company. Not one of them thought that far ahead and he was breaking bit by bit. The boy didn't even know how to celebrate his title win, he sat there, glass eyed just looking at the belt, and it needed to change.

Voice in crowd: So you stepped in.

HS: I had to before it broke him and lead him down a bad path. He wants to emulate me, but I had a lot better training through out my career. I started off being trained by none other then my opponent, Jordan Williams, he gave me the basics of single wrestling. Jordan was a successful man at the time, holding gold all over the world, then moved on to be trained by a legendary tag team you all know as the TSSA, Chippendale and Thunder. They showed me how to be successful in a team. I got the chance to work with ring legends like Golden Glenn, who gave me advice and even after taking titles, and making a name for myself, Austin Parker refined my skills, showed me how to be who I am today, added moves to my arsenal that I didn't have before. I got the chance to work with the best at a young age, that got me ready to be the best myself. Justin never, he got my cousin, who has never really stepped up to my level, he got some chick who knew nothing about wrestling, she just had blonde hair, and tattoos and thought that gave her the look, and some redheaded chick who ran away after her first match. None of them put that pedigree of winning in to Justin, not one of them, but I will. They left him shattered, he had to step away.

Voice in crowd: How do you plan on fixing him?

HS: He's already close to being fixed. A long time ago, Matt came to my house in London, tried to get me to train him, left a DVD. People thought I just left that DVD there to rot, and for a while, I did. Then I got bored, put it in a player and watched it. I saw raw talent and I saw that Matt was going to ruin him, too different when it came to styles, but me, I knew I could make something of him if I wanted to. After we decided it was best for Justin to step away, I took him to England, I left him in my house in London and I went. I came back to Vegas. I left him around all the memorabilia of mine, the title belts, the trophies, the awards, the lot. A week or so later, Angelica and I went back to England and looked for Justin. We found him in the gym, a place he had spent eight hours a day while I'd been gone. You see looking at those pictures, those title belts, had the effect I was looking for from him. It had the effect that you only get when wrestling is in your blood. I saw the look in his eyes and I knew he'd shaken off the things that he heard and he was ready to step it up and return.

Voice in crowd: Everyone sees Justin as the weak link in your match, how do you respond to that.

HS: I respond with a shut the hell up. People think that because he doesn't have the prestige that Spike, Jordan or I have collected through our careers? Justin is just starting his career, the rest of us have been around for a long time. Justin is hungry for success here and is not a weak link, he's the wild card. He wants to beat Spike and Jordan as much as  I do. He will not be our weak link, and he will prove he deserves to hand with these people.

Voice in crowd: Is it going to be possible for both he and Nick to be around you at the same time. Both men have made it clear they don't like each other.

HS: To be fair, Nick doesn't really like anyone. I like to think of it as friendly competition. It's healthy, keeps them both on their toes. They wanna kick each others arse, so be it.  

Voice in crowd: Is it hard work controlling the egos backstage?

HS: Nah. I'm not saying it's easy work either, but it's not as bad as people think. I'm lucky to have a lot of professionals backstage who are willing to help out and work with others. Everyone wants to win, but defeat makes them a better person. I don't like people who whine and moan about losing and such. I like people who come back stronger the following week and take care of business. I like people who come back out and work harder to improve. You see, it's not about who has the better work in the ring, it's about the whole package. It's about loyalty, commitment and hard work. It's about being able to show us that we can trust you to take the company and lead it in to the next era. I'm not gonna let just anyone do that. I need proper superstars to take the lead on that one. People have to prove they can step up.

Voice in crowd: A lot of SCW stars are now on twitter, what do you make of that?

HS: I love it. I think it's fun to see people moaning and insulting each other constant as well as speaking to their fans.

Voice in crowd: Will we see more SCW stars on Twitter?

HS: I hope so. I don't wanna be stuck in the dark ages of wrestling, it's time to step forward an embrace everything there is to be offered out there. I got time for a couple more questions.

Voice in crowd: Is Sin City Wrestling, turning out the way you envisioned it to be?

HS: Yes, but there's more to the vision then most see. Ok, I'm gonna let you in on a little secret. Sin City Wrestling is not all about the wrestling. Christian Underwood is a great guy, one of the most giving I know, SCW was set up not to fund ourselves, but to put money in to charity. To be fair, Christian and I earn next to nothing here when you pay the people it takes to set up an arena and to wrestle. We have guys like Tom Dudely, Shane Boswell, Matt Ward and Synn doubling up as on screen talent and behind the scene agents. We have people like Jordan, Spike and Misty helping people backstage, helping them improve and  better themselves, for no extra cost. Once all that is paid out, it leaves us with enough to start the next show, and we take whatever's left and we split it. 25% each for us, and 50% goes to charity. When you pay for a ticket, a part of that goes to charity. We didn't use that "Pay to be a wrestler" thing at the last supercard as a way to introduce a wrestler. He actually paid 30 grand and every penny of it went to charity. In fact, SCW is starting a new initiative as of right now. The Stop Cyber Bullying initiative. It's been well documented that cyber bullying is as bad as face to face bullying. You wouldn't wanna sit there and see your kids suffer because some jealous little jerk off wants to abuse them because he has no friends. This is what I want you to do. Every time someone tweets with the hash tag #StopCyberBullying - I will personally give ten dollars to charity to help stop this crime of jealousy.

A small round of applause echoes through the room

HS: SCW is a charitable company and we will back good causes like this one. Things like this is not tolerated around here.

Voice in crowd: That's great news Mark, do you feel you can get more of the alliance feds to follow suit?

HS: I hope so. Alliance's have the power to do a lot and if anyone from the alliance sees this, I hope they open their eyes, and go back and report it and actually give SCW some credit.

Voice in crowd: Sounds like some issues between you and the NeWA

HS: Not at all. I feel everything can be improved upon, SCW and NeWA included. I think every option should be explored before making choices. I get it's not easy being fair to every federation, but there are some things I'd like to change. The whole "Must be in NYDW to get a shot at the women's WORLD title" is a bit stupid. Hardly a world title if just defended by one region. Simple fact is, we have the strongest women's roster in the alliance and if the title should be defended, it should be defended between NYDW and SCW. I don't buy in to the words that it's only in their region till they're strong enough to have their own title. When we started, we got a bombshell champ crowned with 7 on the roster. Seven is enough to crown a champion. If NYDW wanna argue the fact, I'd gladly invite each and every one of their roster to SCW to take on the Bombshells.

Voice in crowd: How do you see your position in the NeWA?

HS: I think we're the strongest fed. I've watched other shows and considering we have on screen talent helping out off screen, makes our shows come across better. Hell, I sat backstage the other day and watched our most in tune tag team, The Aristocrats, sitting there talking to the younger guys and advising them. You don't see that everywhere else. SCW is family, it's simple, it's a family that don't get on and falls apart at times, but it's family, and we keep things locked tight. I think that makes us stronger then most. I think when you look at things from top to bottom of the alliance, although we're not recognised yet as number one, I think we are. Our rosters are the best. How many other federations can boast of having about 7 or 8 guys that could just go in and win the heavyweight title out of the blue? How many can boast a bombshell roster that could whoop half the guys in other places? Other places stuggle to keep both men and female in equal light, we don't. I feel we're the best, but if people wanna argue that fact, they're welcome to come to Vegas and take their chances.

Voice in crowd: NeWA tag team champions The Hardkore Warriors made an appearence on last weeks Climax Control, do you have a response for them?

HS: Sure. They might have messed around with little teams in the past, might have beat a couple of nobodies to get those title belts, but boys, this is SCW and in SCW, we don't play games. I'm pretty damn sure any of our teams can take them on and releave them of thier titles. I'd gladly let them decide who they want to take on, but I will tell them straight up, those titles will come to SCW at the first oppotunity we get at them. That's your lot, thanks for coming.

Hot Stuff stands up and straightens his tie as he turns to walk out amongst the flashing bulbs of cameras, and general chatter amongst the people there.



Sitting on a private luxury jet, Hot Stuff Mark Ward is seen sitting with a beer in his hand. He looks in to the camera to speak to the camera.

HS: So now we're going in to the next section of this documentry. Getting ready for a comeback is a little about getting back in the ring training. I've been lucky to have some of the best trainers in the world, some of the world best have shown me how to surpass them. It's not all about the training, you need to be born to do this, you need to be ready to step up to the plate when needed. Mentally, physically, you need to be on a constant state of readiness but you need a little more then this to be a star. You need to have the charisma, you need to be able to connect with the fans, you need to be able to lead. I see all that in my partner, Justin Underwood, he will get there, but you need to keep your skills sharp. There's only one man to sharpen these skills...

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The scene starts with Hot Stuff Mark Ward sitting up in bed, laptop on his lap, his bare chest is seen, but a sheet covers his lower body. Hot Stuff types away, when the sound of a Skype call catches his attention. The camera turns around to face the screen to see the words "In coming call from Christian Underwood". Hot Stuff quickly clicks accept and the familiar face of Christian pops up on the screen, Christian wearing a robe.

HS: Morning

Christian: Morning, where are you?

[Mark Ward]

 HS: Georgia, I left a note with your secretary

Christian: I don't have a secretary. What are you doing in Georgia?

HS: That's probably why you didn't get the note then. I'm training. More importantly, is that lace on the robe you big girl?

Christian rolls his eyes

Christian: I don't see you dressed in suit for this business meeting.

HS: I'm wearing a suit, my birthday suit and before you get any ideas princess, looking down at the bottom of the screen is not gonna allow you to see my junk.

Christian laughs

Christian: Always worth a try. So what's so important that you wanted this meeting before coffee time?

HS: I'm wondering, can we fire someone for being a dick?

Christian looks slightly confused by this but raises his head with a smile, as the lightbulb lights above his head.

Christian: Are we talking about Twitter? I heard what's going on there and I don't think you can fire him for being a dick.

HS: Come on, he's picking on everyone, and surely that goes against our Stop Cyber Bullying initative? He's seriously bullying everyone he follows on Twitter. I don't really give a damn about his ranking here, he's pushing himself away from the great work environment we've built.

Christian: If you fire people for being a dick, you'd have to fire half the roster, yourself included.

HS: Hey! What about you?

Christian: I'm more of a bitch then a dick

HS: Can't argue that. Look, here's the thing. If he keeps it up, we're gonna have another "Kandi" situation all over again. No one will want to work with him anymore, I won't want to push him cause that attitude stinks, and I think he may drag the moral of the locker room down. I don't mind it when he responds to what's said to him, but picking fights with everyone and not knowing when to back down, is putting him on my shit list here and I want him gone.

Christian scratches his head

Christian: Still not enough to drop him.

HS: What about Gross Misconduct? Counts as that when he questioned my sanity to run SCW. Pretty sure that is a firing offence, for shit stirring and trying to make people think I'm not doing my job right, even though I put in more of hours of my life to this thing then he will ever know.

Christian: Bad mouthing an owner when you're not feuding with him, could be considered a reason to terminate I guess.

HS: Exactly, just because me and his friends have something going on, that doesn't include him, it makes him jealous. I'm sick of himm butting his nose in everything. So can I fire him?

Christian: For the right reasons, but not for being a dick. Look give him one more chance, and if he keeps it up, I'll leave it up to you.

HS: He's running out of chances now. No matter what I say, fed related or otherwise, he's forever sticking that ugly nose in everything.

Christian: You really want him gone, don't you?

HS: He's a dick

Christian: Really? You should have said.

Hot Stuff rolls his eyes.

Christian: One more chance, if he screws up again, or pisses you off away from SCW TV, then it's down to you.

HS: I don't like working with people who are like that. Thinking they're something special when they're not and can be replaced.

Christian: Pot, Kettle, Black

HS: Yeah, yeah, yeah, anyway, I better get out of bed, Austin don't like me training in the nude.

Christian: He doesn't know what he's missing.

Hot Stuff raises an eyebrow

HS: Goodbye Christian.

Hot Stuff closes the lid of the laptop.

HS: Training time

******

"Ya not working hard enough"

The voice of Austin Parker is heard saying.

The scene is not exactly the bright lights of Las Vegas, but a dimly lit barn at the home of wrestling legend, Austin Parker. The scene switches around to see Hot Stuff just lifting weights. Hot Stuff is seen wearing sweat pants, while Austin wears his usual "cowboy" style of blue jeans, a button up shirt and a smart cowboy hat.

Austin: Ah'm telling you, ya not working hard enough.

Hot Stuff places the weights down and sits up from the weight bench, staring at Austin.

HS: How do you expect me to work harder lifting this things?

Austin: Faster, focus more.

HS: It's lifting weights man, it's not like I'm out running or anything.

Austin: That's still to come.

Hot Stuff raises an eyebrow, looking at Austin.

HS: You want me to go running after I lift these?

Austin: No, Ah want you to go running after you get in that ring an' show me you still got something there

HS: Who's arse am I kicking? Yours?

Austin: Boy, you couldn't handle me.

HS: You've been out of the ring longer then I have.

Austin: Doesn't mean ah can't take ya back t' school.

HS: Ever thought about getting back in the ring at some point? We know you and Nick don't like each other, I... I mean we can make some serious money out of this.

Austin: Nah, ah don't need to get back in the ring. Ah got mah family, ah got my ranch, ah got money in the bank and more importantly, ah got my health. Ah don't need to throw my ass around the ring anymore. Hell, you don't have to throw your ass around the ring any more, so what gives?

Hot Stuff rubs his chin and looks at Austin.

HS: Thrill of the fight mate. That nervous tension you get backstage right before you hear that music play. You heard that music play and the tension becomes energy and you step through that curtain. You look around at the crowd cheering or booing you, a reaction that you made happen through hard work and getting yourself over. The fact you made them hate or love you, I miss that.

Austin arches an eyebrow at Hot Stuff and laughs

Austin: Now tell the truth.

Hot Stuff smiles and sighs.

HS: Ok. I can't win the heavyweight title in Sin City Wrestling, because people would cry fix. I'm not gonna waist my time pissing about in another alliance federation, because the lot of them will want me starting at the bottom, when I can generally walk in every place and take their title. I considered a couple but I barely get enough time as it is. Now if I win our title, moaning and bitching will start, regardless of the fact I'd deserve it, so what else can I do? Beat the main contenders for it. I'm giving the fans what they've wanted to see since the day I sent him that Mr. Mom apron.

Austin nods, understanding the title situation.

Austin: Ah see, but where does Justin Underwood come in to all this?

HS: Justin is going to be a hybrid.

Austin: Whatcha mean?

HS: Well, what do you get if you cross Hot Stuff Mark Ward and Nick Jones.

Austin: A headache.

Hot Stuff smirks

HS: Seriously...

Austin: You're gonna have to help me out a bit.

HS: You get a wrestler with solid technical, ground, brawling and high flying skills, with bags of charisma,

Austin: An' the worlds biggest ego.

HS: That too.

Austin: There's no way Nick is training this guy, Nick doesn't even like you.

HS: I know that, but he can learn watching Nick. Justin is like a young me, me ten years ago, stupid as shit when it comes to the wrestling business, same as I was. What you did for me, after I got training from others, really refined my game and tweaked me in to greatness, is what I will do for Justin.

Austin scratches his head.

HS: Was gonna send him to you, but I figure he's a little way off from that.

Austin: You mean you don't want me hurting your boy?

HS: Same thing, different wording cowboy.

Austin: You know the difference between me an' Spike?

HS: What?

Austin: You went after his wife to work his nerve and what does he do? He signs a contract to work for your promotion. Aj just woulda killed ya.

HS: I believe it! Haven't you wondered why I've never gone after your missus?

A tap on the door is heard, echoing through the barn.

Austin: Your sparing partner has arrived. Come on in.

Bo Dreamwolf walks through the door and smiles towards his mentor Austin and long term friend, Hot Stuff.

Bo: Mr Parker, Mr Ward.

Bo extends a hand to the pair, shaking both.

Bo: Nice to see you again Mr Ward.

HS: Bo, you've known me years, you can call me Mark.

Bo: Thank you Mr Ward.

Hot Stuff looks at Austin and whispers

HS: He's never gonna call me Mark, is he?

Austin shakes his head.

Austin: Ok, you two, ah figured that getting you two in the same ring at the same time will get you both ready for your matches. Bo, Mark represents the experience factor y'all be faced with, and Mark, ya be facing the technical skills that your opponents possess.

Hot Stuff and Bo nod. Bo steps up on the ring apron and in to the ring. Hot Stuff whispers to Austin.

HS: Is he ok?

Austin: Whatcha mean?

HS: He doesn't look like his usual self.

Austin and Hot Stuff look towards the ring, in Bo's direction.

Austin: He looks fine.

Hot Stuff shrugs and moves towards the ring, climbing up on the ring apron and stepping through the ropes.

HS: You ok Bo? You seem a little distant

Bo shakes his head fast, as if to snap back to reality.

Bo: I'm fine Mr Ward.

Austin calls out from outside the ring.

Austin: When you two ladies are done talking, how about you give me a technical wrestling match?

HS: How about kissing my firm British arse?

Austin glares at Hot Stuff.

HS: Right, technical match.

Hot Stuff nods towards Bo and the two men lock up, Bo quickly uses his speed advantage to get behind Hot Stuff. Hot Stuff rolls through and flips Bo over, forcing Bo on to his back. Hot Stuff looks towards Austin and shrugs, but Bo uses the distraction to lift Hot Stuff off his feet and forces him backwards towards the corner of the ring. Hot Stuff spring on the top rope and jumps over Bo's head, but Bo spins around and catches Hot Stuff's arm and flips him over with a deep arm drag, shades of Ricky Steamboat creeping through. Hot Stuff rolls through and too his feet and nods at Bo. Bo steps towards him, but Hot Stuff drops him with a drop toehold and quickly springs to his feet, turning to Austin and winking.

Austin: Enough of the showboating, you're you in front of your fans now.

HS: Sure I am, I'm in front of you.

Bo uses Hot Stuff's showboating to roll him up but Hot Stuff kicks through and get back to his feet. He tries to clothesline Bo, but Bo takes him down in an armbar. Hot Stuff pulls away from the armbar and rolls away, but Bo locks him in a sleeper hold, but Hot Stuff drops down in a jawbreaker. Hot Stuff gets up and pulls Bo up, whipping him to the ropes, but Bo reverses and sends Hot Stuff in to the ropes. Bo drops his head as Hot Stuff bounces off the ropes. As Hot Stuff returns, he jumps over Bo, back to back and lands on his feet.

Austin: Cocky bastard.

HS: I am who I am.

Hot Stuff turns back to Bo, who seems distant.

HS: Bo?

Hot Stuff waves his hand in front of Bo's face.

Austin: Bo, are you ok?

Bo: Fine. Mr Parker.

Hot Stuff leaves the ring and moves towards Austin.

HS: You might wanna have a word?

Austin nods and moves towards the ring. Austin climbs up the steps and in to the ring. Hot Stuff picks up his phone and shakes his head.

HS: That Casey Williams is more of a bellend on Twitter then he is in person. Guy needs to grow up.

Austin: Hey, don't get too comfy, you're about to go for a run.

HS: Brilliant

Hot Stuff fires back sarcastically.

The scene fades out



A bright mid morning is seen, back in Las Vegas, the recent trip to Austin's ranch seems not to have any effect on "the returning king" as he sits outside a bar. Wearing a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt, in the biting mid morning breeze, Hot Stuff lowers his sunglasses as two young women walk past, catching his eye. Noticeably above Hot Stuff's head, the band aid has gone, but a slight scar across the top of his eye is seen. Hot Stuff speaks to himself.

HS: Those two would be the perfect present to take home to Angelica, wowzer. You could crack walnuts with that arse.

Hot Stuff replaces the sunglasses on his face and wraps his hand round a cold beer and stares at the camera.

HS: Never too early to have a couple. You see, people think when you're on your way to returning to the ring after so long, you need to cut back on everything. Screw that, I haven't wrestled in years and I still look simply amazing. Yesterday, Austin whooped my arse and then some in the ring, look at me, looking great and fully recovered from that shit.

Hot Stuff picks up the beer and takes a sip

HS: Why bother worrying? I mean seriously, I have to be the most relaxed fed boss in history. The last few days, you've seen interviews, you've seen business shit, you've seen me get back in the ring in a warm up and in just over a week, a match against two that know me so well, still not breaking a sweat in this one.

Hot Stuff replaces the beer back to the table.

HS: In fact, people think being the boss, I just sit there, sign things, pay people, all of that. Nope, you have to be father, brother, doctor, shrink to everyone on the roster. You have to sit there and take everyone under your wing to try and bring the best out of them, but sometimes, you just need one person. Just one person to set the wrestling world on fire, with a little nudge in the right direction. Who better to give that nudge then a guy that has seen and done it all. a guy who has taken on and beaten the best. You see, it's an honour for young wrestlers to get earmarked as "the next" you. Sometimes, they don't see it, I'm lucky though. The next me wasn't hard to find in terms of potential... but in terms of acting the part, some work might just need to be done.

**********

The scene cuts to an approaching man, none other then Justin Underwood, strolling down the road, dressed in Affliction Black Premium Cooper Boot Jeans, and a black Xtreme Couture Lightning Shirt, white and red designs aceoss the front. On his feet, Justin is wearing UA Natural III Baseball Training Shoes. Justin walks in the direction of Hot Stuff, clearly a planned meeting is set to happen as he stands outside the bar. His eyes dart around in various directions, looking around. Finally, he spots Hot Stuff Mark Ward, just sitting at a table, with a blonde to his left, and a redhead to his right. A casual laugh erupts from the table as Justin breathes deeply as he approaches the group. Justin looks down before clearing his throat, catching Hot Stuff's attention.

HS: Hey! Justin, take a seat. This is Sarah and Claire. Long story short, they were walking past earlier, and now they're here. Ladies, this is the guy I was telling you about.

Justin shoots Hot Stuff a strange look but Hot Stuff nods at Justin to take a seat.

Justin: Hi...

Justin says, addressing the group of people in front of him. The look on his face tells the story of a man confused slightly by his surroundings and the addition of new people in front of him. Justin takes a seat opposite Hot Stuff, firing a confused look with his eyes.

HS: Justin here is the next me.

Sarah: Really?

Sarah, the blonde of the two women turns to Justin with a smile.

Justin: If you say so.

HS: I do. You see ladies, when I was wrestling, I was a god. There was not a soul on earth that I could not defeat. I could beat people with my eyes opened, closed, both hands tied behind my back, and that is what Justin is going to become.

Claire looks at Justin, also smiling.

HS: But ladies, I'm sorry to cut this short, but Justin and I need to have a meeting, but if you leave us your numbers, we'll give you a call later, meet up and party.

Sarah: Sounds good

The two ladies take the hint and stand up, Claire bending down and scribbling her number down and putting it in the middle of the table.

Claire: Thanks for the drinks

HS: Anytime

The two ladies walk away, Hot Stuff watches them leave before turning to Justin.

HS: Did you see the arse on that son? God damn, tonight could be party night.

Justin: Aren't you seeing someone?

HS: Yes, don't worry, I'll share her with Angelica.

Justin runs his fingers through his hair and looks across the table, not questioning Hot Stuff. A waitress walks past.

Justin: Can I get a water?

Hot Stuff shakes his head slowly at Justin.

Hot Stuff: Get him a beer sweetheart.

The waitress nods and walks away.

Justin: Beer at this time?

HS: Yes, and if you wanna be like the man that sits before you Justin, it's time to learn how to be exactly like him. Let's start by saying this. All that shit Matt taught you about characters, all that shit either of them women tried to push you to become, forget it right now.

Justin: Already forgotten.

HS: Good, because this is not about being a character, it's about being you. Screw the arse kissing to the fans. I have to to take their cash, you don't have to, you don't have to give a damn about them, because if your career ended tomorrow, they wouldn't give a damn about you Justin.

Justin: I learned that fast. The amount of stuff I listened to because of them, all trying to drag me in different directions, all trying to get what they could from me.

HS: It stops here and now. It's time to start living the lifestyle Justin. Being a champion means nothing if you go home to a cheap, sleazy motel room at the end of the night. It's time to merge your real life with the job. Look at me for example. I'm a slut, I admit it, I get more arse then a toilet seat. On television, I'm with Angelica, away from television, I'm with Angelica. On TV, we like to share, off TV, we like to share. On TV, I'm just fucking amazing, off TV, I'm just fucking amazing. On TV, I'm a flash, cocky, arrogant playboy, off TV, I'm just a flash, cocky, arrogant playboy. People have seen my house in England on TV, that's not some fake shit to build a  character, that is my house. They see my cars on TV, MY cars Justin. It's time to stop being a TV character and live to your calling.

Justin: Live to my calling?

HS: Yeah, this is the way it was always meant to be before people got their claws in you. You was meant to be the next big thing, you was meant to tell people the way it is, like you did leading up to Sunday. Tell people how it is, not just on TV, but away from the screen.

The waitress returns, placing a beer in from of Justin.

HS: Just put that on my tab darling, and I will come see you personally to pay it.

The waitress smiles at Hot Stuff and walks away.

HS: It's about confidence Justin, you wanna be the next me, stop caring about what people think, cause what people think, means shit. Go out and be confident in yourself to do anything. You see something you want, go get it. Doesn't matter if its a house, car, boat, or a married chick, go get it. Bollocks to what everyone else thinks.

Justin: I like that attitude, but I got the house sorted, remember?.

HS: Yeah, but why have just the one? If you want something, take it.

Justin takes a sip of his beer and looks at Hot Stuff

Justin: So those women from earlier, you're saying if I want them, they're mine.

HS: Sure, just let me and Angie have a go on the redhead first. Hate to pull rank, but I am like god here.

Justin smirks at Hot Stuff, something unseen of from Justin, a possible indication of his changing persona.

HS: But you drive a shitbox car, live in a tiny place, that shit needs to change if you wanna be the best. No one's gonna respect you unless you live the part, not act the part, actually live the part. The part is yours to live Justin if you take on board the advice I'm giving you. You're luckier then most, you know that?

Justin: How so?

HS: Because you get to team with a living legend at Blaze Of Glory, you get to see me in action up close and personal. You're the youngest man in that ring at Blaze Of Glory, but you get to learn from the master. I was whooping clowns like these two when you was back in school with braces and everything.

Justin: I never had braces

HS: Whatever, my point is you bring the youth, the energy. You get to see what I am all about in that ring Justin. You should look up close, real close, see what it's all about to be just like me. You get to see how much there is to learn from me.

Justin: Don't worry, I'll be taking care of business too.

HS: I expect you will Justin, but before we get that far, we need to get you living large so to speak. You got the attitude creeping in, but we need to get that confidence flowing to be just like me. See something, take it.

Justin: Like the heavyweight title?

HS: Sure, you and Nick are friendly competition to me, keep each other on your toes. Kick the daylights out of each other, good for business, which means it's good for me, means I get to line my pockets and live the high life.

Justin: So that's all it's about to you? Living the high life?

HS: If you believe half the crack pots in this world, listen to all their bullshit stories about the world ending and silly stuff like that, then you probably listen to all this crap about having one life to live and all the rest of it. If that's the case of only having one life to live, then fuck it, live that life and damn well enjoy it, don't piss around thinking small, think big. Live like this is your only life, and piss away money on possessions. Don't get me wrong, put a little aside, but you're young, you're sitting there on a potential gold mine, just like I was. Barring no injury, you'll be making money for years to come, so enjoy it, let it go to your head. Fuck everything with a pair of tits that moves, drive the fastest cars you can find, spend like Charlie Sheen.

Justin listens, as if to take in every word

HS: What's the point of busting your arse, if you're not gonna spend it?

Justin: You don't pay me enough to piss away money.

HS: Yeah, well, we're not exactly global yet, but you know how this works. You put arses on seats, you get paid more. You win a title, you get paid more. If ever there was an incentive, this would be it.

Justin: well right now, living most of that high life is out of my price range.

[Mark Ward]

 HS: Ah Justin, that's all about to change, you see you've ditched the wrong Ward and joined the right Ward. Life is about to get a whole lot sweeter for you son, trust me. You think you're the dogs bollocks wearing a few hundred dollars worth of clothes there, very soon, your socks alone will be worth a few hundred dollars. Your haircut, will cost more then most of these lower card fools, will earn in a month. You made the right choice siding with me. No more confusion in your direction, no more people using that against you. There is only one direction for you to go now and that's up. There's not many out there that can really stop you, once you get in the flow of things.

Justin: No one will stop me.

HS: Exactly, no one will. Blaze Of Glory will be a huge challenge, it will be a big test but it's a test we are going to pass.

Justin: It doesn't worry you about getting in the ring after all this time?

Hot Stuff smirks at Justin

HS: Not in the slightest. I was born to wrestle, when I opened SCW with Christian, there was no plan for me to ever wrestle again, but I do what's good for business and look at what it's brought us, it's brought us some of the biggest names from the past. Doesn't bother me in the slightest that I'm stepping in to beat those names again, it should remind them who ruled the roost back then, and who still rules the roost now. Getting back in the ring is like riding a bike, you never forget how. In fact, Kain should watch this match closely, because after I'm done with these two, Kain will be next on my list. Kain never had the honour of seeing how good I am, Kain will see that his attack has done nothing to get at me, just put him on my shit list, just means Kain will get to see just what he started. Anyway, screw Kain, this is about turning Justin Underwood in to a star. What better way to do that, then to beat a couple of people who used to be a big name?

Justin: I'll drink to that.

The two men ching their glasses together

Justin: Hey HS, I'll be right back.

Hot Stuff nods, and Justin stands up and walks away from the table.

HS: Oh Blaze Of Glory is gonna be fun...



HS: Now it's time for the classic promo, something I was always good at, something I will always be good at. As I mentioned earlier, skills will only get you so far, god given talent will only get you so far but the rest, you have to do yourself. For years, I have been considered the best promo man in the business. Give me a ring, a microphone and a bellend to talk about and trust me, I'm on it like a a rat up a drainpipe. No one's gonna give a flying fuck if two people are just kicking the daylights out of each other in this business. Out on the street, two guys fighting provokes emotion, fear, shock, a million others, but inside our business, where fighting is expected, people don't give a fuck if they don't know what you're fighting for. It's like reading a story, it's about getting the interest. We didn't have to work hard to get interest in this match, but we do it anyway.

*******

The racetrack is seen in the distance, why am I at a racetrack? I think you should go watch Justin's promo. Hot Stuff sits up high in the stands looking down as a car shoots past on the track. The cool sunlight drops down across the face of the casually dressed boss, as he glares down at the track. He looks up at the camera and rungs his fingers across his lips.

HS: Who would have thought there would be a day where I'd be sitting here, talking about returning to the ring? I knew from the second Christian and I made a deal to start Sin City Wrestling, someone, anyone, would want a shot at me, I mean it's the nature of the animal kingdom, it's the nature of life. Take animals for example, the king of the pride rules his subjects, till a young lion comes along and wants to take over the pride. The young lion challenges and tries to prove his superiority. A lot of the time, these young lions are not good enough and fail immediately. I knew being around all these young lions, someone would challenge my leadership, it was only a matter of time. Kain turned out to be that young lion. Kain you ask? You've been trying to rip Spike's head off for months, why mention Kain? Simple, Spike is not after my position, Spike is after retribution, but Kain, Kain wants to be noticed. Now it's a damn shame I can't snap your head off Kain, but I think you're a little too busy worrying about Damon Synn. You should be worried about him, because he's not a nice guy. Your time will come though, I have no fear about that.

Hot Stuff tilts down his sunglasses and looks around.

HS: People have been questioning why Justin should trust me, why he should believe in my gospel, telling him I will stab him in the back. Morons need to open their eyes a little. Nick Jones, I have known for six years, did I once turn on Nick? No. I could have with that ego of his and this ego of mine, I could have turned on him and showed him who is boss, but I didn't. Six years plus people, I had Nick's back. Austin Parker.... I've known that bad arse SOB for what, ten long years. I had matches with Austin before we joined forces, but did I ever stab Austin in the back? Nope, didn't stab Austin in the back. Ten years people, ten long, long years, no backstabbing. Then there's Jordan Williams. My first ever trainer, the man who set me on the road to stardom a good eleven years ago. There was a man who took a very talented kid and lined him up with the basic tools to become a star. See, that man at the time had some of the best promo skills in the business, that man had the best all round mat game, easily translated to any style of wrestling, that man had pretty much everything to pass on. Eleven years, that man was almost like a mentor to me, was almost like family to me, eleven years and that man returned to stab ME in the back! More to the point, people love the fact that he turned on family and cheer him for it! They scream his name for what he did to me!

Hot Stuff shakes his head disappointingly

HS: You can talk about backstabbing all you want, but Jordan Williams got away with it, Jordan Williams is still getting away with it. Jordan Williams is stepping in to the ring with me, knowing he did this. He has to go home to his family and answer the question "Why did you have to turn on him? Is Uncle Mark not part of the family anymore?"

Hot Stuff lowers his head.

HS: You see the New Xtreme members are just waiting for the day I turn on Justin, but I think you need to be more aware of who you've let in to your own home, your own place. You've let in a man who waited eleven years to show his jealous for something he helped to create. That's the thing though, isn't it? Jordan Williams helped create the person you see before you, Jordan Williams, helped put this man together. When New Xtreme actually have to question who is to blame for my actions, they need not look further then Jordan Williams. I've had a lot of talented people help me, but Jordan Williams was grass roots, he was number one on the list to turn me in to the man I am today, he was the man who actually took me, molded me and started this journey. The villain is technically amongst the New Xtremes, the wolf if sheep's clothing is actually Jordan Williams.

Hot Stuff smirks

HS: Maybe you guys should be worried if Jordan Williams is, what Jordan Williams says he is. I mean eleven years is hard to just throw away, don't you think?

Hot Stuff pushes out his lower lip.

HS: I bet you didn't think of that, did you Spike?

A smile crosses Hot Stuff's face

HS: All that time, I stayed alongside Jordan, helping him become a more successful wrestler then he every imagined. Without me dragging you along, pulling you through the rough times and becoming the most successful star you've ever had a hand in helping, you woulda been gone from this business a long time ago, never to be offered a chance to come back. Everyone knows and gives some credit to you for me being a living legend. It's the only reason so many have asked you to train them, because of me. I put money in your pocket long after you stopped becoming useful. It was my name that got you work Jordan, long after you stopped being worthy of being linked with this business anymore. I gotta ask Jordan, what would you be doing right now if it wasn't for me? For me opening this company and letting people like you steal another living?

Hot Stuff rolls his shoulder back

HS: I'm not gonna lie Jordan, you've been pretty impressive since you've returned. You haven't seem to have lost a beat since you returned, you've come back all guns blazing and ready to go, but Jordan, here's the thing. I'm coming back in the same way. This whole promo has been a classic one for me, and to be fair about it and giving you advanced warning Jordan, I'm coming back like I haven't missed a step. All those years ago where I was selling out arena's all over, that's the Hot Stuff you're going to see Jordan, you worked with him, you know what he's like, and now you get to have your arse kicked by him. Join the list of legends who have felt the same.

Hot Stuff smirks

HS: Spike, how ya doing buddy? Are we listening now? Good, good, it's a shame you didn't listen all those months ago. If you did, we wouldn't be in this position, would we Spike? You'd have signed like a good little boy and not have to sit there and get your arse kicked for months. You could have worked hard enough to be heavyweight champion by now, but you decided to play hard to get. You decided to dance around the houses to get to the point you're at now. How'd that work out for you? You see, you could have been so much more if you stopped being a bitch and just got on with it. Grudges are a horrible thing to have Spike, absolutely horrible. They eat at you Spike, make you bitter and twisted and that's simple what you have become.

Hot Stuff nods convincingly

HS: You could have done so much more with your life after wrestling but you didn't. You dwelled on the fact that I ruined you, you sat and sulked about the fact that I took your career and pulled the chain on it. You wasn't the first career I ended. I doubt you'll be the last. Before you, there was the great Austin Parker. Now yes, it was different circumstance, but did he sit at home and whine and bitch, no, he did something about it. He got up and passed his experiences on to others and showed them that there is life after injury. He took the high road Spike, stepped up and took the high road. He gave back to the world that gave him so much. Look at that Spike, then look at you sat there whining like a little bitch, you should be embarrassed by yourself, you should look in that mirror and be ashamed of yourself.

Before Hot Stuff can continue, the phone in his pocket starts to ring. He pulls it out of his pocket and answers

HS: Hello?

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HS: Christian, bad timing, in the middle...

Hot Stuff's eyes go wide

HS: WHAT?!?!

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HS: You are shitting me here!

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HS: I spent most of Tuesday bigging him up, telling people 2012 was going to be his years and he's what?

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HS: This has to be a fucking joke!

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HS: I spent time saying.... ugh! I can't believe this bollocks!

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HS: Christian, you do realize that has just bollocked up...

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HS: Well... truthfully, part of me here is gutted, and part of me is feeling like a complete tit for what was said at the press conference. We put serious time and money in him, he was in line for the biggest....

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HS: I know there's nothing we can do, but we need...

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HS: Well aren't you on the ball today? Yeah, I'll give him a call. Cheers for letting me know Christian, will be back in the office soon, will sort this mess out.

Hot Stuff hangs up the phone and looks in to the camera while he dials a number in to the phone.

HS: Bollocks, just bollocks. Sorry Spike, I have a shitload more to say to you, but it's gonna have to wait. Grown up stuff to do.

Hot Stuff puts the phone to his ear.

HS: Hello bud... today's your lucky day...

The camera fades out



Hot Stuff is seen standing, a graffiti wall behind him.

HS: Ok, so you've made it to the final part of this documentery. This part was not meant to be in until I got that one call every owner hates. The part where days before your biggest show you've ever put together, your main event goes to high hell. When someone you've worked hard on promoting simply pisses off and leaves the staff, the wrestlers and the fans, right in the shit. Cheers Blade, everyone you've worked with in SCW, everyone who has paid their cash to see you and every fan that was looking forward to seeing you perform at Blaze of Glory, thanks you for your professionalism.... now that's fucking sarcasm.

******

Hot Stuff Mark Ward looks intensly at a laptop screen, on a desk, in what looks like a study. Shaking his head as he reads some of the recent reports of Blade Alexander's exit from Sin City Wrestling. The co-owner rubs his brow with his thumb, his other four fingers as he reads on. He let's out a sigh from his lungs as Angelica walks up behind him, putting her arms around his neck.

Angelica: Hi

HS: Oh hey

Hot Stuff replies tiredly.

Angelica: You shouldn't worry about that loser, he was going nowhere fast anyway. He wasn't good enough to lace your boots, he wasn't good enough to lace Nick's boots, he ran from Nick.

Hot Stuff let's out a sigh.

HS: He would have been over the next year. There was big plans he pissed on by walking out. You know, win or lose against Nick, he was set to be offered the bloody world. Why work so hard to earn a title shot, only to throw months of booking and build up, in peoples faces?

Angelica: He was nothing, just another fool who wasn't cut out for SCW.

HS: Strange thing happened though at that press conference.

Angelica: What?

HS: There was a question, about Blade possibly putting himself in the shop window, trying to attract offers from other federations.

Angelica: So?

HS: So what if that reporter knew more then he let on? What if one of these other alliance feds have had a word in his ear and poached him away from us? I fucking hate poaching and if it's happened, I'm not sure I want us associated with the alliance anymore.

Angelica: You think that's possible?

HS: Who walks out on a big pay day and a chance to become heavyweight champion? He came so close to beating Nick the first time around, that loss would have helped him be ready for this one. I wouldn't be shocked if he turns up in another alliances federation, if he does...

Angelica: What can you do about it?

HS: Send Rage to that fed to rip his head off?

Angelica smiles

Angelica: Good riddence to bad rubbish I say.

HS: Christian is gonna be pissed if he does show up in one. We spoke about fear of having people poached away from us. That chick fed already tried to take our women for that show without coming to us. I was fuming but Christian went after them about it, they fucked off after that, but Blade turning up in one of their feds could be the last straw for us and the alliance. If Blade felt under appreciated, maybe he shoulda come to us first, because I had this set up.

Hot Stuff opens a desk drawer and pulls out a piece of paper, holding it in front of Angelica.

HS: New contract I had drawn up over the weekend for Blade.

Angelica's eyes dart over the paper

Angelica: Wow! A two year deal...

HS: On double pay

Angelica: With options for more money if he meets certain goals. No one has this kind of contract with SCW, not an exclusive one.

HS: That's because half our roster are only here because they're friends of mine or Christian's. We know they don't wanna be tied down, but we also know they won't up and leave us in the shit for a big match.

Angelica: So you thought Blade would leave?

HS: No, but I wanted to tie down a bright young star, because Christian had massive plans for him, win or lose, Blade was gonna be a legit main eventer, going to the top. He was gonna be offered a chance to pick his next rivalry, with someone he could work with. Christian and I were gonna advise him on his skills and let him know how to push himself to be his best. The company would have been built around him. I didn't want him getting to the top of popularity one way or the other and end up being poached away. Blade Alexander was going to become one of the faces of SCW, as a thank you for his hard word helping build us up. When we switched to weekly, it was to benefit guys like Blade, cause on a one promo versus one promo, Blade was one of the best, and we saw that, hence this contract.

Angelica: That makes him even more of an idiot to me, people would kill to be one of the go to guys in SCW.

HS: I still think that reporter knew something and that he'd be poached, just waiting for things to calm down before he appears. To think we wasted all that time building him, for him to just spit on us and force us to change our biggest card of the year. Couldn't he have called in the week before.

Angelica: No respect there baby.

HS: None at all

Hot Stuff takes the contract and rips it in two, before putting the pages across each other and tearing them again, before repeating the process one more time.

HS: I figured we could hand out a few of these deals being as we're starting to grow a lot more as a company, and got some interesting news about breaking through in to Europe, but hell, if he don't want job security like this and to get paid even when he's not booked, his loss.

Hot Stuff throws the torn paper up in the air. Angelica leans over and kisses Hot Stuff on the cheek.

Angelica: Now time to focus on more garbage by beating Jordan and Spike.

Hot Stuff smiles as the scene fades out.



Hot Stuff is now seen sitting in a chair, just looking down the camera.

HS: You've reached the end of this promo, I know your mind is blown right there. I know you've learned a lot. Before this promo aired, I bet you didn't know SCW gave away most of it's money to charity... you do now. Before this, I bet you didn't know all the shit Christian and I go through to give you a good show.... you do now. I'd lay money down, that you didn't even know we had a headquarters, or that we get out there and promote our shows ourselves instead of paying people to.... you do now. Did it even cross your mind about the amount of effort we put in to this place? Every story has a moral to it, or it's just words and here's the moral to my story. All these stuff I have done for SCW and don't get any appreciation for, is done for others, not for me. The last minute scrambling, it's done for you. The moral of this story is no matter what gets thrown at me, no matter what the situation, I fight back and get things done. At Blaze Of Glory, I will fight back and you can bet your life on it, I WILL GET THIS DONE! I mixed work with training and came through determined. I worked by bollocks off to show everyone here why I am the boss, why I lead by example. I worked by bollocks off to stop these pissant little challenges from people who are not worth my time. I worked my bollocks off because it's the only way I know how to work. Spike, Jordan, I will be bringing it bitches, and I will be too damn hot, for you to handle.

Hot Stuff smirks

HS: I bet you didn't know who was gonna win our match before you saw this promo.... you do now.

The camera fades out for the last time