The camera cuts backstage to where we see SPEED...Hanging upside down?...Yeah, well, he's doing sit-ups. he does a few more but stops before letting a huge sigh, thinking to himself "oh for fucks sake" as the camera pans and there we see Eric Star and Lesmond standing there, both their eyes obscured by sunglasses. Lesmond and Star look down at him while SPEED continues his sit-ups, attempting to ignore them...
Lesmond: To think, thats the most work you've put into this place since you signed your contract...
Lesmond looks down at a small table where SPEEDS tag-title rests. Les smirks and picks it up. SPEED sees Lesmond pick it up and he gets down off the bar as Les holds it...
Lesmond: Yet somehow, somehow you have this...Now, I don't know what you're doing with something like this, because this title, it represents the best Tag-Team this business has...And whos the best; The one person that falls into that bracket?...
Lesmond points to himself and goes to speak, but a voice from the side interrupts...
"Cross!"
Lesmond turns his head as the shot zooms out and there standing is JJ Cool J...
JJ: Well umm...It's true, see, he holds the W2K title, but I'm guessing you failed to notice that...
Lesmond scoffs
Lesmond: I noticed, and incase you didn't notice I'll also be taking it off him very soon....
Lesmond pauses...
Lesmond: Unless of course, you have a problem with that?...
JJ nods
JJ: Well uh, see, I do have a problem with that because last time I checked, you can't even beat me one-on-one...What makes you think YOU deserve a shot over me?...
Lesmond looks on..
SPEED: Now see thats what I thought; You talk a good game about being at the front of the line but the fact remains that we both know that ain't true cuz JJ right here...He beat you last time, putting him right in front of you...
Lesmond goes to take a step forward, gearing up for confrontation but Star puts a hand in front of him...
Star: Forget it pizon...Punks not worth it...Our match is up next....
Lesmond looks down before holding up the title belt he had and dropping it to the ground...
Lesmond: We'll settle this later....
The New Wave walks away, eyes on High Impact the whole time as the shot fades to commercials.
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