Thanks for nothing.... (Sane/o2a)

[William James]

Guitar riffs ring thru the arena, as 'I Stand Alone' begins to play.
WJ walks out onto the stage, and continues down the ramp to the ring.
He grabs a mic from the ring apron, and climbs the stairs.
The crowd starts a 'You Suck' chant, as he enters the ring.
He takes a brief look at the crowd, and shakes his head.
The crowd settles down, as WJ lifts the mic to speak...

"Thank you all for the warm welcome.
I see you people haven't changed abit."

WJ smiles, as he was obviously being sarcastic.

"Now let's get down to business, shall we?

Seems like my official return to GCW, at Absolution, didn't go quite as planned.
To the delight of all of you, I'm sure.

First, it was booked that myself and that punk, Sugar-smack...
or whatever his name was, would be having a classic one-on-one match,
pitting my favorable skills against his...well... lack there of.

Then, I get to the show, and here the rules had changed...
No biggie, whatever is best for the show.

Here I was now booked in a match with a so-called partner, Justin Sane...
...clever name...*WJ rolls his eyes underneath his shades*
against Sugar-smack and some other fool.

Still, I was fine with that... whatever.

During the match, however, that's when things changed...

When I had the match clearly won...
here, my partner decides to cut and run,
leading me to get pinned, by that punk, Sugar-smack.

That is why I'm out here, tonight.
Not to whine and cry about a loss, I could careless about that, really.
I'm not all about wins and losses, like some in this company.
I'll get mine when I WANT mine.
Not any sooner, not any later."

WJ pauses a minute, then continues...

"No... tonight, I'm calling out that no-good punk, Justin Sane.
Got some unfinished business with you, pal.
And since we are here at MAYHEM, I know you are in the back, listening to every word I've said.

You see, Sane, I'm no stranger to tag team wrestling.
But, apparently, you missed the concept somewhere.
You don't duck and run, leaving your partner to fend for himself.
You have his back, whether you wanted to be in the match or not.

So, for your lack of respect towards me...
looks like I'm gonna have to beat some into you, pal.

TONIGHT!

So, get out here and get what's coming to ya..."

WJ looks to the stage, to see if Sane answers the challenge,
or if someone else gets in his way...

[Justin Sane]

~ "Hunt You Down" starts up over the GCW arena as Justin Sane steps onto the stage with a grin on his face. He is amused by William James and his idle threats. At first Sane wasn't even going to bother answering his little challenge, but he was bored and say to himself "Why not". Justin was a little bit angry William James cost them the match with his horrid tag team wrestling. ~

~ Some in the crowd cheered for Sane to spite William James. Then there where some scattered boos from those who thought he was wrong for ditching his partner for that match. Sane could careless either way what these people thought or what William James thought for that matter. He did what he wanted. When he wanted to do it. ~

~ This playing the nice guy bored him now. An trying to be the good tag team partner in their match at Absolution was the last draw. He did what to be in any tag team match. Especially not one with this chump Mr. James. He had already planned to do what he did if he saw that William James wasn't worth wrestling next to him. An getting handled time and time again by "Sugar Smack" as he called him. He lost interest in the match plain and simple. ~

~ As his music died down. Justin Sane stood on the stage staring at James in the ring mad at what happen. His grin got bigger as he lifted the mic he brought with him. ~

laughs....Well hello again Mr. William James. It's nice to see you are doing well. A bit angry but still. Now onto why you called me out here. First things first...I did lose that match at Absolution. I was never pinned YOU were. YOU lose the match for us not me. So I don't think it's fair that you should try to blame me for YOUR short comings. I try to help you. I did my part in that match. I controlled the match when I was in the ring. I even give you the best opportunity to win, and what did you do with it. YOU flushed in down the toilet.

So yeah....I "Ditched" the dead weight. Which was YOU...Mr. William James. Because WE were never partners. I never consider you my tag team partner. You where nothing more the dead weight to me. Dead weight that by the night of the night I had to cut loose.

But you are right about one thing Mr. James. I don't have any tag team experience. I never wanted any. I don't work well with others you see. Never have. So don't blame me. Blame Miss Wallace for reconstructing the match into what it was. Something I never wanted. So yeah I didn't care about that match at all, and I really don't care about how you feel either. You see I'm like the title of them theme song there Mr. James. I STAND ALONE.

~ Sane's devilish grin appears on his face. The crowd starts to boo him more now then before now. They don't like his attitude. Because even though they didn't like William James either. They started not to dislike Justin Sane more. ~

Oh your so kind...he directed to the crowd...Anyway back to you Mr. James, and your little challenge for Mayhem. I accept your challenge Mr. James. I mean I still got some pent up aggression to unleash. So why not unleash it on you...smiles...So who do you want to do this thing mate. How are you going to give me what's coming to me?

~ Sane lowers the mic to a chorus of boos from the audience. He bows to the crowd of GCW fans and smile. He then turns his attention back to William James in the ring, and waits for his retort. ~

[William James]

WJ shakes his head at what Sane had said.
He steps close to Sane, looking into his eyes, and lifts his mic to speak...

"Dead weight, you say?

I was the one that carried you that whole match.
You had one job to do, and you 'dropped the ball'.
Take care of Freedom, that was all you had to do.
A failure on your part..."

WJ takes a step back, and continues...

"Whatever...
You know what, this whole thing is just starting to piss me off.

I'm glad you accepted this match, but it wouldn't have mattered anyway.
One way or another, I was gonna find you, tonight.
Give you what you got coming to ya, son.

A simple one on one match (single), is all I want.
Prove to me that you are more than just a clever name
listed on the GCW roster.

When I take you to the Point of No Return,
we'll see who the dead weight around here truly is.

See you later on tonight, pal!"

WJ drops the mic at Sane's feet, and climbs out of the ring.
As he gets to the stage, he takes one last look at Sane,
still in the ring, and walks out of the arena.