A camera would slowly pan out a view just outside of the Turmoil arena better known as Terminal 5 in NYC. As the camera would pan downwards towards the sidewalk, it would reveal Jett Draven leaning against the front of the arena in a black and white “SPLX Wrestling” hoodie and solid black beanie cap on his head. The camera would slowly zoom in closer as he slightly pushed off the wall and walking closer towards the camera.

“New York, they say if you can make it here you can make​ it anywhere. Truer words haven't been spoken, even more so in the world of professional wrestling.”

Jett would tilt his head towards the arena behind him.

“The best and toughest fans in the world fill this arena every week, and there is no middle ground, they're either going to embrace you or they're going to reject you. To me it's a opportunity to learn about myself, if I go out there and the fans embrace me, then I know i'm doing my best every single night i'm out there. But if I go out and they reject me, I don't blame the fans I blame myself. It shows me that there's something that I need to adjust about myself to better reach them and if I reach them, I can reach the whole world.

Jett would rub his chin as some facial hair can be seen to be coming into the young teens face before looking back up at the camera.

That's why i’m all geared up for this weekend March 26, live from Washington DC OCW Road to Glory. Conveniently named, because I have be on the fast track to my own Road to Glory since debuting for Turmoil. However there's been a bit of a recurring roadblock set in front of me in the form of “The Orphanage.” There's been no avoiding them, there's been no way around them and they've made it clear that they are not going away anytime soon. They've thrown out the challenge and everyone's been waiting to see would I step up and accept the challenge, to see if I would actually step into the ring and stand alone across from the Orphanage.

The camera would pan in closely to Jett awaiting his answer as a cold breath of air could be seen flowing from his nose.

“There’s only one way over this roadblock and I for one ain't looking for away to avoid it or for a way around…. I'm heading straight for and through it! Consider your challenge accepted. I'll see you in Washington.”

Jett would walk out of the view of the camera as it would pan over to promotional graphics of Jett accepting the Orphanages​ challenge.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Hmmmmmmmmmm.
	Looks like that match is finally going to happen soon.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	What could this mean?
	Could it be?

The camera pans backstage to the Turmoil general manager's office. Ronald Regan is sat by his table while Wrex is sat on the other side of the table.

Regan picks up his kettle as he pours himself some Earl Grey tea.

Regan: "Thank you for joining me today Wrex. Tell me, would you like some tea?"

Wrex: "You got anything that's actually good to drink around here?"

Regan: "Tea is good Wrex, it can soothe your soul and keep you healthy."

Wrex: "I was talking about booze."

Regan: "I could make you some Irish tea?"

Wrex: "Does it contain alcohol?"

Regan: "It certainly does..."

Wrex: "Now we're talking. Count me in."

Regan goes into his draw and pulls out the bottle, it's empty.

Regan: "Looks like we're out. Biscuits?"

Wrex: "Just forget it. So why am I here?"

Regan: "Well Wrex. It's not often I invite people to come and drink tea in my office with me. So I want to get this time to learn about Wrex. So tell me, how do feel about how your career has progressed so far during your time here?"

Wrex: "How it's progressed? Its been a ride so far I suppose. The stuff at the start ain't that memorable, mainly cause I don't want to remember most of it, but once that Hardcore title made its way over here then the fun really started, some of my favorite times truly, reminds me of home."

Regan: "What would you say your goals are?"

Wrex: "Unlike everyone coming through the doors these days my first thoughts weren't about winning the world title, cause truth be told I knew when I got here that I wasn't some world class wrestler, I didn't go to all these different nameless promotions and won a hundred world titles or whatever the f**k, before this I was doing hardcore matches in community centers for twenty quid a night. My only goal right now is make a name for myself in front of a bigger audience."

Wrex: "Doesn't matter to me how I do it, nice and clean, play dirty behind that c**t refs back and smack him with a chair, at the end of the day, you've proven you are better than your opponent and that's what's written in the history book."

Regan: "You see? ... And people say you're not the talkative type. Let me ask you, who do you dislike the most here at this current time?"

Wrex: "Tough question, I could take an easy one and just say Austin, or B-17 but there are people I hate more, a lot of these other rookies. Prince and Devin especially. Prince is just a joke to me at this point but Devin just gets on my nerves."

Wrex: "Smug pr*ck shows up, gets his ass handed to him by a masked Canadian and barely scrapes a win over Hudsy, and trust me, nearly losing to him speaks a hell of a lot more about him than beating him. Then he goes on to call himself the gold standard. No wonder people treat Turmoil like a joke if that's our f**kin bar of excellence. Pathetic."

Regan: "Language Wrex. You're really throwing your fellow rookies under the bus here. Don't be a jerk now."

Wrex: "I can't help it."

Regan: "Let's talk about the Scottish league."

Wrex: "That what it's being called? Jesus Christ who came up with that one? It's a group of Scottish people being Scottish. I just wanted to find some people that I could actually hold a conversation with. Invictum or whatever they called themselves, this is just a nice wee bonus."

Regan: "Alright and lastly, what do you love about Turmoil?"

Wrex: "That's an easy one to answer. I get payed to beat people with sticks, what's there not to love?"

Regan: "Thank you Wrex, it's been fun having you here but that's all the time we have."

Wrex: "Next time we do this, let's go to a bar or something."

The camera pans to the announce team.

	How come Regan doesn't invite me for a cuppa?
	Maybe he doesn't like you.

	Naw we're best buds.
	Anyway Loki has arrived as he takes on Tully and it's coming up next.

Loki

vs

Jeremiah Tully

The camera pans to the announce team.

	JEEZE LOUISE!!!
	He wont be able to walk straight after that one.

Malu walks into the arena with a focus never before seen by the Samoan powerhouse. As he walks down the arena hallway he is stopped by Jim Black.

Jim: Malu how do you feel going into what could be your last match here on Turmoil?

Malu: Jim I’m ready for tonight. I feel great, because I know that despite what the record says I am better than Dennis Black. He’s run through damn near the whole roster in dominating fashion. But that’s not what happens with me. Every single time we’ve stood across from each other he has had the grace of someone up above looking over him. Tonight there won’t be excuses, no gimmicks. Just me beating Turmoil’s Ace that knees these chumps in the face.

Jim: What is going to be different this time?

Malu: Jim I have an ace in the whole. Dennis has show his hand. But I haven’t shown all of mine. He’s gonna feel it when he least expects it. I’m going to take his belt, and leave him a shell of himself for Durpee on Sunday.

Jim: Why put your career on the line, why not use this “ace” two weeks ago?

Malu: Because you don’t show everything with nothing on the line. There’s no reason I should be getting this chance if I wasn’t putting something like my career at stake. It’s something that half of the guys back here would be to scared to do. Especially against someone they haven’t beaten. But I’ve seen a lot of guys come and go and my time. And only a few have been willing to do what I’m doing tonight. I don’t plan on being Kage falling short. I’m going to reclaim the throne.

Malu: It is house Polamalu that runs Turmoil. And I’m going to lift this place above the Black cloud that’s been hanging over it since Summercide. I’ve given everything to be here and it’s not my time to say good bye. So Jim enjoy the show because I’ve leaving my mark tonight.

Malu walks away looking reading for the test of his life.

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