Starting again (o2a)

[James Hunter]

After a comerccial break were back to see james hunter stood in the ring with a microphone in head he has some bussiness to adress, Raising the mic to his mouth he begins to speak

Suprised to see me? Yeah I've not been around for these last few weeks those last few losses were hard to take but taking nothing away from my opponents they were the better men on both of my last outings in this ring. Tonight im going to change all that and start my rise to the top again, Once...

James is cut off before he could finish his speech

[William James]

The sound of guitars begins to fill the arena, as WJ walks out onto the stage.
He walks down to the ring, and climbs in, grabbing a mic from the ring apron.
He walks right up to Hunter, and begins to speak...

"Welcome back, James..."

WJ smirks, as he continues...

"Sorry to intrupt your little speach you started there.
But, I saw where it was going, and to save the fans from having to listen to your same garbage...

William James is here to accept, whatever match you think you want to have.

You see, like yourself it seems, my record here is not what you would call spectacular...
But, really, I could care less about wins and losses.

I'm here to fight, and that is just what you get from me.
A FIGHT...

Win or lose, you're gonna know that you've been tested.

So, what's it gonna be Hunter?
Keep on with this talk'n or Fight?"

WJ looks at Hunter for a response...

[Jacob Cruise]

"Blah, blah, blah...

Out strolls Cruise from behind the backstage curtain. Mic in hand, already in his ring attire, apparently ready for some action.

"James Hunter and William James huh? I'll make this short and simple....who the hell are you guys? You know this is a GCW Pay-Per-View right? This isn't some kids birthday party where some rich parents are paying you morons a couple hundred bucks to wrestle in the backyard and look like clowns.

Cruise begins to slowly stroll down the rampway. A bit of a cocky strut in his step. He shakes his head in a disappointingly fashion as he reaches the ring...

"The fans didn't pay the outrageous prices of their tickets to come see you two nobodies....They paid that green to see yours truly.

Cruise slides into the ring beneath the bottom rope. A devilish grin spread across his face as he approaches the two.

"So, I'm going to present you two with another option. You can have your pathetic little one on one match. Where the fans will all either be chanting 'boring' two minutes into it...Or they'll be passed out in their seats....Or you can choose my option...and make this a triple threat match. Thats right, all three of us in the ring at once. And with me being in the match, the fans will give you two a standing ovation for taking the ass whoopin's of a life time...So, what do you say...juniors?

[William James]

"Careful of what you wish for, Cruise.

I've got no problem with adding you into this...
gives me a chance to see what you got before I win that Rumble match, later on in the night.

Haven't really watched any of your matches...
but, none have been worth MY time, until now."

WJ looks to Hunter, for his response...

[James Hunter]

James rolls his eye's just what he needs another ass that thinks he's the best thing going. But just who was he? james had no idea

You know i have no freaking idea just who the hell you are, But the time for names and introductions is over. I really dont give a fuck who you are, what you've done or who you claim to be. Your just a thorn in my side that will be tossed aside and forgotten about, I dont know why i should waste my time, But im going to give you the benfit of the doubt and accept your Little Triple Threat proposal.

[Jacob Cruise]

"Ya....yo...you....You don't know....You don't know who I am? Are you dumb boy? A little on the retarded side? Ignorant? Stupid? You moronic, non-iconic, while pregnant with you your mother smoked chronic, and now thats why your hooked on phonixs...Piece of low life...Arghhhh...

Cruise turns his back to this nobody and begins rubbing his forehead intently as he paces about the back of the ring...

"You know, maybe if you spent more time in the ring and actually ON THE SHOW...instead of backstage milking some pathetic little injury...Or were you just depressed or something about losing? Was that it? You know, they have pills to help with that now. And guess what! If you take enough you might overdose and die so none of us have to put up with your lame ass anymore...But my point....If you were actually ever here...You would know who I am."

Cruise now turns to look back at Hunter. Slowly marching up to him, Cruise extends his finger and points at him. Cruise's hand only being mere inches away from Hunters face...

"You...oh, you...You got some learn'n to do. You see I am..."

Cruise walks to the center of the ring and strikes a Mr.Kennedy-Esq pose.

Jaaaaacob....Muuuuuutherfugggggin.....Cruuuuuuuuise!....Bitch!"

Cruise turns back to face Hunter, still completely ignoring that other guy.

But after I win tonight you...

Cruise turns to face that OTHER guy...

And you.....may both just call me....Your GAWD"

With that. Cruise drops his Mic and exits the ring. I think he made his point.

[William James]

WJ watches the actions of Cruise...and rolls his eyes...
and watches Cruise exit the ring.

"GAWD...huh?"

He looks at Hunter...

"And I thought I had an ego problem.
It's gonna be fun kick'n this guy's azz...

I'll see you later tonight, pal ..."

WJ follows Cruise, and passes him on the exit ramp.
He thought about punching the guy out right there,
but, figured it would be best left for an other time...
like later on tonight, in the ring.

[James Hunter]

James just shrugs his shoulders, He rolls out the ring and heads up the ramp shortly after cruise and WJ left.