We cut in to a tracking shot of Jim Black moving towards what sounds like some loud singing. As he rounds a corner, he notices Antonio Everrett walking down the corridor towards the exit, holding Terra Daturas in a cheerleader pose seated on his left shoulder. He’s humming to himself happily as Black moves in for an interview.
Jim Black: Antonio! Mind if we-
Antonio: The hills are aliiiive! I love my job god damn it I LOVE IT!
He lifts Terra off of his shoulder and places her onto her feet, stealing a cheeky kiss as he turns and finally acknowledges Jim.
Antonio: Jim?
Jim: Yes, mind if I ask you a-
Antonio: If you say more than five words in a row without finishing with a question mark we’re leaving.
Jim: Sure… are you satisfied with your win tonight after gaining victory using such under-handed tactics like you did tonight?
Antonio sighs.
Antonio: Oh, Jim, I could get you sacked for just saying that but I’m in a great mood at the minute so I’ll choose to ignore it. Satisfied? Yes, of course I’m satisfied with what I did tonight. Look at me, Jim. I solidified my role as the gatekeeper and I did so with the love of my life standing right by my side. Tell me how one could be more satisfied.
Jim: Some would say you have not earned the right to be known as the gatekeeper as you did not earn a victory, what would be your response to that?
Terra takes a quick glance past Jim nervously.
Everett: Simple, they’re delusional. What you saw right there was a plan that was executed to perfection. All it took was… communication. Trust me, I’ve been working on it and it benefitted me immensely tonight, and later on Wrex and H20 will get the benefit of Dominion and yet another set of my plans!
KD: I DIDN’T KNOW YOU COULD GET ANY MORE LIGHT SKIN TONY BUT I’M COMING FOR THAT ASS BOY!
Terra quickly slips away from the interview and further towards the exit Antonio gulps and quickly continues.
Antonio: If you don’t mind me, Jim, I have places to be. Cheers all the best god bless-
KD: YOU BETTER START RUNNING QUICKER THAN THAT IF YOU WANNA GET AWAY BOY!
KD comes barrelling around the corner. Limping, but sprinting as fast as he can muster to chase after Antonio, who has followed Terra to get away. A revving engine begins to reverberate around as Antonio runs now shoeless towards a familiar Mercedes A Class, Terra sat in the driver’s seat, looking nervously at Antonio.
KD has closed a large amount of distance at this point as the pursuit takes them towards the passenger’s door. Tony makes a leap for it and manages to get his front half into the car. His bare feet still dangling out of the window, the car pulls off just as KD makes a reach for Tony’s leg.
KD: GOD DAMNIT TONY YOU BETTER NOT SHOW UP NEXT SEASON OR THERE’S GONNA BE-
KD’s shouting is drowned out by a loud screech as the car peels back around and pulls up right next to his face.
Antonio: I'M THE GATE KEEPER NOW, SISSAY!!
Terra Honks The Horn Twice!
The Mercedes peels away as KD launches a nearby bumper at the escaping duo as the scene fades out.
Mercer: I guess it starts. A new path to travel down and new people to destroy. I knew it wouldn't be long until my return to wrestling but God I enjoyed the peace.
Mercer:
I haven't missed the fans, the press or having a boss and I bet you're wondering why I've decided to come back.
Mercer:
I miss hurting people, I miss the feeling of my knuckles clashing with someone's skull, I miss the sound of someone's face smashing into the ground and hearing the crowd cry out for their heroes.
Mercer reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cigarette, he lights it and then blows out the smoke.
Mercer: I'm not calling out names and I'm not calling for titles. I'll do what I've always done and force myself into contention.
Mercer:
Step by step I'll assert myself into the rankings and I will leave behind me a pile of bodies that won't even have the strength to warn you of the force that is heading your way!
Mercer then flicks the cigarette butt towards the camera and offers a half smile.
Mercer: I guess it's time to remind the world just who I am!
Mercer then throws his hood over his head and walks off down the alley. His bulky stature slowly getting smaller as he disappears into the darkness.
2 YEAR GRUDGE MATCH
IJITU QUARTZ vs.CODE JACKMAN
The camera fades into a backstage area where we see a handful of the new recruits sitting around and talking, some eating. Jehst and Cort wander into the room and look around.
Jehst: You rookies seen Colin Locke anywhere?
They all look at him perplexed, like the name was unfamiliar.
Cort: What, don’t you know each other? Back in MY DAY, I knew every rookie around. Some of them even threw me in a dumpster. Well, he didn’t last long… most of them don’t… no pressure…
He coughs.
Cort: So where’s he at?
An off screen voice pipes up.
?????: Through the catering area and to your left.
Jehst: Thanks, rookie!
The tag team veer off and blow past the catering area before coming to a makeshift storage area in a separate room. Crates and boxes litter the space, with white sheets and tarpaulin scattered across a bunch of them. A white sheet begins to rustle in the back corner, and someone can clearly be heard singing to themselves.
?????: It's not an official episode, 'cause you've not seen the logo.
Having noticed that he's not alone, the person singing stops and clears their throat.
????? You guys here for the merch delivery? For some reason the delivery men thought this is a post office and just gave me loads of stuff.
Jehst and Cort look on trying to figure out what’s going on.
Cort: Well we ain’t here for Halloween, McSheety.
Jehst: We’re here for my End Games attire - it was designed and dropped off through your business, but I think ya gone and messed up Colin - cos it wasn’t in the locker room!
The sheet rises, seeming to stand up in the classic sheet-ghost fashion before thrashing around for a second, the person underneath it clearly trying to get out of the sheet. Colin Locke emerges, throwing the sheet to the ground beside him and dusting himself off.
Colin: Yeah, usually I make it so I don't know what's inside each lot, makes it more fun when I open it. Again, post isn't really my thing, so I think someone's just shoved it in somewhere. What lot did the message say it was meant to go in?
Jehst: 54.
Colin: Alright, that's an issue, lot fifty-four's full, and I'm saving that for a special occasion. I bet some actual donkey has read that upside down, and sent you that message, so let's see what's meant to go in lot fourty-five.
Colin rummages through the boxes for a moment before finding one with “45” scribbled on the side. He lifts it and places it on top of one of the bigger crates.
Colin: Give that a go, see what's inside.
Justin tears the box open, and to his surprise, it’s his ring attire for the night.
Jehst: BOOYAH! Thanks, rookie...Wait what’s this?
He reaches in and pulls out a simple white A4 piece of card with words on it inscribed in thick gold calligraphy.
NOTE: Enjoy your opportunity…
Jehst scrunches his nose up, confused.
Cort: Another secret admirer?
Jehst: Maybe it was from the seamstress? She’s a bit of a cow - I wouldn’t think so. Can sew like a demon though… Anyway, we got what we came for.
Cort: Justin! Never known you to be rude to women. That’s MY thing.
Justin ignores him and looks over to Colin, who is moving the boxes over to the wall.
Jehst: Hey - good luck here, rookie. Keep your chin up...Unless you fight Wrex, then always tuck your chin!
Colin: Yeah, it'll be ace, everyone thinks they're hard until they're getting tossed across the ring.
Cort pats Jehst on the shoulder as they exit the room.
Cort: Let’s go get you ready to fight a doom machine…
The scene fades out.
THE XTRON FLICKERS ON!