“King Nothing�?by Metallica rocks the house.
Joey: Oh. Good.
The audience isn’t exactly pleased with that song being played, because they know what it means, so they start pelting the stage with boos and various other sounds of displeasure.
Trunks: Come on. If anything, when the Champ is around, it means entertainment is sure to follow.
Joey: Yeah, if you’re into shady manipulation.
Trunks: You aren’t?
Anyway, as you’ve surely inferred by now, Nic E. Dangeorusly steps through the curtain onto the stage carrying his W2K Championship Belt over his shoulder and a velvet bag in his right hand, followed closely by Sef Kinsley. It doesn’t take long before the Texas Connection is on its way down the stage, toward the ring. Dangerously takes the steps up onto the apron, where he steps through the ropes and into the ring, while Sef rolls under the bottom rope.
Joey: The last time we saw Dangerously holding that bag, his words definitely made it seem like the contents were important in some way.
Trunks: That was like�?two weeks ago.
Joey: Yeah. Weird that it took this long to get an explanation.
Taking a microphone from ringside, Dangerously returns to the middle of the ring as the music cuts and the world continues to hate his guts.
NED: Two weeks ago, in the Main Event of Anarchy 2008, a certain clown shoe somehow managed to win the Anarchy Battle Royal. Despite the time of his entrance, despite the company-wide bounty on his head, despite the fact that virtually *everyone* in the match hated him�?he somehow managed to win. Woohoo. Good for him. And at the same time, he won the golden ticket that guarantees admission to the Main Event of WrestlePalooza. He went straight to the front of the line of people waiting to get their “shot�?at me for the W2K Championship.
Letting the Title Belt slide down his arm into his free hand, NED looks into its faceplate before turning it to display it to the audience.
NED: For this belt. Ouch.
NED kinda cringes and shakes his head.
NED: Not so good for him.
Lowering the microphone, he takes a breath and exhales heavily before continuing.
NED: I’ve already said this once, but just to reiterate: I really feel like I jumped the gun after Anarchy. I don’t want to have to do to Ryan Cain what I’ve already done to the countless unlucky individuals that came before him. I don’t want to have to use up the time it takes to tear him apart the way I did Cross, Christian Michaels, JT Kash, Cross, PowerTrip�?Cross. You know the list, but the point is, I’m trying to give him an out here. I’m trying to do Ryan Cain the biggest favor anyone’s ever done for him, and, looking at the things that have been going on around him lately, you know he needs it.
Lifting the velvet bag in his hand up to eyelevel, Dangerously looks at it with a little smirk. Even Sef, arms crossed, looks kind of intrigued by the bag.
NED: And that’s where this bag comes in. The fact is, everyone knows Ryan Cain doesn’t belong in Pay-Per-View Main Events. He doesn’t belong in matches for the W2K Championship. And he sure as hell doesn’t belong in the ring with Nic E. Dangerously, and inside this bag is his ticket back to midcard mediocrity. This is his chance to wrap himself back up in that security blanket.
Kinda tossing the bag up, Nic catches it in the same hand, cupping it on the bottom so that he can loosen the opening on the top.
NED: In case anyone’s forgotten - and it’d be difficult to do so, since Ryan reminds us all every chance he gets - a long time ago�?/FONT>
Reaching into the bag with one hand�?/P>
NED: �?Ryan Cain took the unknown United States Title�?/FONT>
�?he pulls out the W2K United States Championship Belt.
NED: �?and carried it to heights no one had anticipated it ever reaching. Suddenly, a Championship meant to appease those who would never reach the level necessary to grasp the W2K Title was highly coveted. And it was all thanks to Ryan Cain, which is something he’s very proud of to this day. It’s cute, really, the way he tries to convince us all he’s really not a nobody by referencing what he did with a midcard Championship. And he somehow manages to make it almost believable.
NED just smirks.
NED: Almost. So here’s the deal: I’ve already cleared it with the Jerm, and right here, right now, Ryan Cain has a decision to make. It’s a decision that will ultimately make or break his entire career, so it’s something to really think about.
Dangerously turns to face the entryway.
NED: Ryan, you can either take this belt�?/FONT>
He lifts the US Title Belt.
NED: �?and you can immediately be named the United States Champion of Wrestling 2000 all over again. Everyone will recognize you as the Champion you were always meant to be, and you won’t have to tell us about it every time you open your mouth anymore, because the image of your average skill-level will be right there around your waist. Or�?/FONT>
NED looks down at the W2K Title Belt on his shoulder and smiles, shaking his head again.
NED: �?Or, you can be a stubborn bastard and turn the offer down. You can come after this belt- *my* belt�?and you can get dismantled and cast to the wayside like all the rest. It’s not a difficult decision, Ryan, but, given your current stressful circumstances, I’ll give you until next week to make your choi-�?/FONT>
�?6 Quite Bitter Beings�?by CKY rocks the house and every fan in the arena comes off his seat in an uproar. Ryan Cain rips the curtain open and steps out onto the stage, immediately walking down the ramp without any kind of hesitation. NED takes a few steps back away from the ropes and Ryan rolls under the bottom one, standing up with a microphone already in his hand.
Joey: A bold move by Ryan Cain to get in the ring with two TX members.
Trunks: Bold. Stupid. Whatever. He’s still gonna get his ass scorched if he makes one wrong move.
The music cuts and Ryan’s pacing back and forth, gripping the microphone tightly in his hand. Taking his free hand, he rubs his face momentarily and then runs his fingers back through his hair.
NED: Well, Ryan Ca-�?/FONT>
Suddenly, Ryan stops pacing and gets right in Dangerously’s face.
Ryan: DON’T YOU F***ING SPEAK!
Joey: �?Whoa.
Sef starts to step forward, but Nic extends an arm, gesturing for him to stay back while Ryan starts pacing again, a little more slowly this time.
Ryan: It’s common knowledge that I’ve been dealing with some pretty messed-up shit. Everyone knows that I’m not exactly in a “favorable�?position right now�?and still- *still* you come out here�?and you do this. Can’t you just give me a damn break? I mean, Nic, let’s be honest�?you know as well as I do that this�?/FONT>
He gestures toward the United States Title Belt in NED’s hand.
Ryan: �?it’s all just for show. You know what my answer’s gonna be just like everyone else does. You knew the outcome as soon as you came up with the stupid idea. The fact is, the only reason you’re doing this is to just keep the pressure on me. Keep me off balance, right? Do whatever it takes to keep my focus from establishing itself. I can’t say I blame you.
Again, Ryan stops pacing and looks Dangerously in the eyes.
Ryan: I’d be scared, too. I’d be scared if I were slated to face someone like me�?someone working on a skill-level superior to my own and a vendetta against me to fuel it even further, and something going on in his life that would instill more rage in his heart than anyone has ever been able to measure. That’s what you’re up against here, Nic, and you know it. So you’re desperately searching for ways out. You’re desperately searching for methods to chip away at my trembling foundation. Give me one thing to worry about after another until I crumble under the pressure. I’ll tell you right now, Dangerously�?it’s not going to f***ing happen!
Ryan’s right in Nic’s face again, breathing heavily all over him�?until Ryan leans down and snatches the US Title Belt away from Dangerously.
Ryan: Things like this bullshit right here�?things like pulling out *my* United States Title Belt and putting it right in front of me as though it’s even a plausible option�?your stupid crap isn’t going to work, Nic. There’s nothing you can do and there’s nothing you can say to make me any less sure that I’m going to slaughter your ass at WrestlePalooza. See, right now�?someone’s playing little games with me and my family. Someone’s trying to use something against me that’s only going to blow up in their face in the end. Because in moments of weakness, I find strength that I never would’ve found otherwise. I grow more powerful than anyone else could ever be. The fact is, I don’t know who’s behind it, but until someone tells me otherwise�?and until you stop trying to pull manipulative *shit* like *this*�?/FONT>
He holds up the US Title Belt and starts moving toward Dangerously again, getting right in his face one more time.
Ryan: �?I’m just going to assume it’s you. I’m going to assume you’re the one behind the whole thing, you son of a bitch. And even if you aren’t, you deserve any repercussions I decide to throw your way, just because of who you are and the things you *have* done. And when your picking your teeth out of my clown shoe�?maybe you’ll realize you’ve been treading in places you never should’ve considered going.
Ryan starts to walk backwards now, still looking at Nic.
Ryan: I’ll see you both later tonight. That’s where it’ll start for you, Nic.
He tosses the US Title Belt at Nic, who catches it against his chest.
Ryan: And it’ll end at WrestlePalooza.
�?6 Quite Bitter Beings�?blasts through the arena again as Ryan drops down, rolling out of the ring under the bottom rope and heading back up the ramp toward the backstage area.
Joey: Despite everything he’s dealing with involving his family right now, Ryan Cain remains focused on Nic E. Dangerously and the W2K Championship. Perhaps because he still has revenge to take over Dangerously for the kidnapping of his sister.
Trunks: Or because he’s selfish and doesn’t really care about what’s going on with his family.
Joey: You’re an idiot.
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