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*Scene fades from commercial break. The cameras are showing fans outside the building, and outside shots surround the arena. The cameraman notices someone mysteriously walking with caution from their truck towards a south entrance to the building. The camera doesn't get a good shot of the identity to the suspicious individual walking towards the entrance. The cameraman walks slowly to get a better view. As he gets closer the cameras get a better shot, and reveals it's Vincent Valmont in different street clothes than earlier. Also wearing a hat, and shades this time.*

*The security guards that is patrolling went into a quick meeting as they begin to leave in a hurry. Valmont notices and waits in the background out of plain sight. Leaving only a crew member that was backstage to watch the entrance. The head guard gives the guy the sheet list, and a radio. He informs him something that couldn't be caught off audio. They all leave, and as they do Valmont approaches the lonely crew member that is guarding the entrance. Unaware not to let Valmont in the building, but is unaware who Valmont is and what he looks like.*


CrewMember:"Hey, you... hey! I'm sorry, sir, but until the guards are back I'm not allowed anyone at all back through here no matter unless they have i.d. I just started here tonight is my first show working for OCW backstage. Hell, I don't even have my dumb self a i.d badge they're waiting to give me one after tonight. I only have this headset, and this crew member shirt. I help control the audio, and lights during matches, and entrances for wrestlers."

*Valmont knowing this young guy doesn't know who he is or what Vincent Valmont looks like. So in a quick hurry to try to speed things up to get into the building before the guards come back he answers with a smirk.*

???:"My name is Cornelius Pumpernickel... and I just started here myself working backstage for OCW. I'm a janitor, and my shift just started. I left my i.d here this morning in my locker and i don't have my spare i.d badge. It's at my home so I feel your dilema about not having i.d on you. So I know you can't, you aren't allowed, but can you help me out so much. Please? I won't let anyone know, nobody will have to know you did this, and you can help me out someone in your shoes. 

I'm new working here I'm nervous I don't know anyone, and i don't get to talk to many people or make new friends. I'm working off a prison release program helping ex-convicts get jobs. I did some hard time in some tough places, but thats my past. A past I can't go talking about, top secret, but now I'm a janitor, and if I don't get into that building in the next 3 minutes I will get fired for being late."

*The crew member looks at Valmont not knowing who he really is. He looks at Valmont and starts to believe his story. He nods his head in approval.*

CrewMember:"I feel ya, brotha... I feel ya. I'm glad I know someone else here. I had a uncle that was in prison, but he's dead. He died in the big joint, but it's ok. I don't want you to get fired, so let's act like I never saw you enter the building. The guards don't have to know, and I can do this one, and only freebie. So hurry up, and get into the building so you can get to your locker, and start your shift. I appreciate talking with you, and who knows. Maybe you'll be like me one day, and not scrubbing toilets."

*The arrogant young crewmember unaware what he just did, and who he just let enter the building as he waves bye to Valmont. The cameras fade on Valmont walking into the building*

 

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Well, he's in.

Someone's getting sacked in the morning.

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We return from commercial break to the sound of DJ OMZA's Shippu Jinrai coming to an end. Even as the song fades the capacity crowd keeps the arena shaking with thunderous applause and even louder chants of "MAT-SU-DA BOM-BAE-YE" for the man himself standing in the middle of the ring. The look on his face is familiar, though far from the recent norm--a piercing gaze under furrowed brows signify the return of a far more serious Matsuda.

A ring hand brings him a microphone, though he soaks in the moment a bit longer, his lips curling into his signature arrogant smirk. He puts the microphone to his mouth.


Matsuda: You know it's a bit odd being on this side of a gang beating...

The crowd laughs as a small "LOTUS" chant breaks out in the rafters.

Matsuda: Anyways… AC Cobra, was it? What the hell kind of name is that anyways?

The crowd pops again and begins to chant "Air Conditioning".

Matsuda: But in all seriousness, Cobra, I get the message you sent loudly and clearly. I wrote the damn book on messages, and that was chapter one: "Picking Your Spots".

Matsuda: See you're clever. You seem to understand that I won't take a beating lying down all the while establishing that although I carry a hundred and fifty pounds of golden manifest accomplishment on my person week in and week out, you have one thing that I don't right now…

Matsuda: Numbers. You have me outnumbered and I'm not afraid to admit it. And although I have no idea who the hell you are or what you are doing on my show with a picture of another man's face on your ass, I would be discourteous if I didn't introduce myself to you.

Matsuda: My name is Hideto Matsuda.

Crowd: NANI?

Matsuda: Ex Division Champion.

Crowd: NANI?

Matsuda: Light Heavyweight Champion.

Crowd: NANI?

Matsuda: Hardcore Champion.

Crowd: NANI?

Matsuda: The Dear Leader.

Crowd: NANI?

Matsuda: The Villain.

Crowd: NANI?

Matsuda: And listen carefully because I don't care what fat land whale you worship, because I am the one who's name is spoken in reverent tones and terrified whispers. BOKU WA AKUMA. I AM THE DEVIL.

The crowd pops!

Matsuda: I know you haven't been here long enough to know this side of me. The side that tells me to maim, torture and destroy everything in my path. But when you look into my eyes at Summercide, with no where to run from my inauspicious brand of justice, you will see not the eyes of a man, but the eyes of natural selection. Cold and unwavering judgment.

Matsuda: So bring your family! Bring you're prophet! Bring your GOD himself--even if he stood in my way I would cut him down! And when you use the last ounce of breath in your lungs as I choke the life out of you in the biggest match of your career to ask the simple question, "Why?" I will inform you what these people have already known for years.

Matsuda: Because I am the Devil, and I need no reason.

With a grin on his face Our Villain drops the microphone and collects his titles from the canvas before rolling out of the ring, heading up the ramp as the capacity crowd chants "ADAPT OR DIE". The scene fades.

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Jacob paces, fretting back and forth, tugging at his hair and beard.

Trance: Can you hear that?

He continues to pace before coming to a stop, roaring into the camera.

Trance: I ASKED YOU A QUESTION!

Jacob drops his voice to a whisper.

Trance: Can you hear that? It's change, as Dylan sang so shall I... These times are a changin'! I am the sun of this universe, the light... Pugh.... Paul Pugh... You represent the old era, the last standing knight of the Ambition era... Things have changed... I climbed out of the darkness and let my little light shine and shine until I become a bonfire, roaring over this land.

Jacob smirks and walks backwards, chuckling

Trance: I look forward to matching wits with you... Not as much as I look forward to you and the good child, Bobby Minio tearing each other apart just to prove who has the biggest...

Jacob pauses.

Trance: Ego... It's your armour, your sword and your shield. Everything about you is held firmly within your ego. It's what drives you... Keeps you going, but I need to snuff it out, extinguish your light and plunge your world into darkness...

 

 

 

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