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December 2018

Talk of Evil

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At a campground outside of Charlotte, North Carolina, “Firestorm” Johnathan Mills sits on a log by a small fire to keep warm. His motorcycle that he has stolen from one of Gabriel Tuck’s clowns is behind him. He hadn’t dared return to the motel room that had been supplied to him by SCW for fear that Gabriel Tuck would be able to find him again. He has opened the saddlebags of the motorcycle to discover that the bike was loaded with enough supplies to camp out. A sleeping bag and blanket anyway.

JOHNATHAN MILLS: Brian Kennedy. You think you know evil? You would slap a baby and kick a woman in the face? I’ve seen evil. I’ve fought evil. Hell, I’ve been evil. Slapping a baby and kicking a woman in the face isn’t evil incarnate like you say. It’s more like a brainless bully brute who cannot manage to do much for himself beyond a typical physical confrontation with someone who cannot defend themself well. You’re out of luck here as I can defend myself very well. Ask your partner and she will tell you that I’m no slouch in the wrestling ring.

Johnathan stops talking when he hears a motorcycle going down the nearby road. He reaches down by him where sits a pistol and grips it tight while listening for the inevitable honk of clown noses that come with Gabriel Tuck’s posse. He relaxes as the sounds of the motorcycle continue down the road. He hasn’t been found yet. He places the gun back to the ground and looks back at the camera with a smile.

JOHNATHAN MILLS: Brian, you win more than you lose. I’m sure that’s bred in you a certain amount of confidence that you expect to be winning. Don’t expect that here. I can outpace you in any match up with my superior speed. I hit faster and thus hit harder that you could ever imagine. Just ask Emily Desmond how I stack up in the ring. Sure, she defeated me, but not without a struggle. You won’t get by me in this Mega Cup. I’ll be sure to make certain that you are the one without a title shot in this thing.

Johnathan reaches into a small pack to pull out a two pronged skewer that he places two hot dogs on the end of and begins to roast them over the fire.

JOHNATHAN MILLS: You know what, Brian? I almost feel sorry for you that you have to face me in the ring. I’m going to dance circles around you before putting you to shame in the ring. You think that you’re the end all, be all of evil. You don’t even hold a candle to what I have seen and experienced out in the world. You’re at a King Koopa level of evil. Lame and most certainly comedic.

Johnathan brings the skewer close to inspect the hot dogs for a moment before putting them back over the fire.

JOHNATHAN MILLS: This brings me to Jessica Tendonin. I know that you would prefer to tag up with a winner, but this is an asshole on steroids. I mean really. You wanna talk about a man who’s level of evil would cause him to tie up his girlfriend before beating her to be certain that she cannot hit back really casts a shadow upon your capacity at decision making. What have you become, Jessie? So hungry for gold that you would tag up with a monster and a coward just to be able to ensure that you would get a win in the ring? Stand up for what’s right and true, Jessica. Dump that miserable curse for a partner and stand alongside someone who won’t steal candy from a baby and kick the baby momma in the face for fun. Don’t tag with a basic bully!

Prelude to the Maddness

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Brian is seen sitting at his desk in his study. In front of him sits a stack of papers that he is filling out.  As the camera pans in, he smirks as he looks into the camera and begins speaking while he takes the stack of papers and puts them in the drawer. 

 

Brian:  “So, Brian Kennedy is still standing after the huge tag match at TLC.  Now I am about to step in the ring against a former partner of my current partner in J. Mills.  What do I think about it?  The truth is I know I am about to face off against a man that is just as a big of a name as I am.  I am facing off against another Living Legend.  I have to admit, after talkin to Jess I have to say at the end of the day I respect that man.  Win or lose I am still going to keep my eyes on him.  The DEA is always looking for members. But, let’s get onto this match.” 

 

He pauses for a second. 

 

“I am climbing the ladder again here in SCW.  There isn’t anything or anyone that is going to stand in my damn way.  Johnny Boy, I’m coming for a fight.  I am going to bring everything I have into this match.  I know you watched the Tag Match I was in at TLC.  You already know I am a fucking monster.  Well, just like I have told many men in my time.  Get down or lay down.  Because I really don’t give two shits about what you have done in other companies.  This is SCW and we are the Big Boys.  While you have already kicked the shit out of plenty of men on this roster. I am a different breed.  You already know Jessica won’t have shit to do with losers.  Well, it was me and her that built The DEA and we are unstoppable.  You have the chance here to join something that will boost your career here in SCW.  Or, you can jump the band wagon with Eric and his band of losers or Brewster and her clan and try to stop us.  Try your best and watch how bad you lay in the ring beaten and bloody.  You see what we have done.  SOD hasn’t ever beaten us, and well.  You already know Brewster Hell Fire or whatever they call themselves today is on the losing side as well.” 

 

He shakes his head. 

 

“Don’t get me wrong.  I do know there is someone out there that can beat my ass.  I have lost before.  But I win as hell of a lot more than I have ever lost.  I make that my main business.  Winning and claiming the top as my own. Along with Jessica we pave the way for the rest of DEA.  We are the winners and if you want that you know who to join.  But, this match.  I am asking you before you join.  Let’s rip the fucking roof off and give the crowd a show of the year and see who is the better man.  Because I already know you want to use the chance to say you beat me.  So, I know your bringing all you have.  I’d expect nothing more than you to see how fuckin tough I really am.  What do I have to say?” 

 

He pauses. 

 

“It’s about fuckin time.  I have been waiting all year for someone hell, anyone to bring a fight to me that I would have to actually step outside my comfort zone.  I know you are going to push me harder than Emily or Cam ever could.  I know that beating you once won’t cut it.  It is going to take a few times of me beating you into reality that I am the One-Man Apocalypse that I won’t be stopped.  So, what I am going to wait to hear from you is the J.Mills that I have heard of.  The ruthless mean son of a bitch that would smack a baby and kick a woman in the face and laugh as he walks off.  Let me see what you got.  Mills.  I won’t go down easy and I am a lot fuckin better than you ever thought.  I’m gonna surprise you.  Don’t take it personal Mills.  Cause it’s all for good business.” 

 

The scene fades to a DEA logo