Showdown (Devlin)

[tryton]

As Solstice returns from a previous segment, "Ladies & Gentlemen" cues over the PA, signaling the arrival of Tommy Tryton...

Buzz: Here comes Tryton. One of the best young talents I've seen in recent years. He's got all the tools to become World Champion one day. I still for the life of me have no idea why someone with such potential would join forces with someone the likes of Scott O'Dell.

Roach: Simple. Opportunity. Being involved with O'Dell means instant notoriety, and Tryton took it and ran with it. He'll be joining Syrus The Entertainer in "The Last Dance", and is the 1st competitor NOT to have began his career in XWA to do so. So you have to argue that his means worked to the nines, Buzz.

Buzz: I still say he could have done it just as well without being one of O'Dell's yes-men.

Tommy makes his way to the ring. Inside, he calls for the PA announcer's mic. As the fans boo the brash young superstar, Tommy grins. He then brings his mic up to address the crowd.

For the last two months, I've been going at it tooth and nail with XWA's prodigal son, Adam Devlin. A man who everyone loves and respects. A man who stands for "Sportsmanship" and "Honor" in wrestling. A man who was born about 20 years to late if you ask me. Those days in wrestling are dead and buried. These days, it's about selling out arenas and wrestling in front of packed houses. Money is the driving force behind the industry of today, and you idiots can deny it all you want, but you all paid your hard earned money to come see an XWA PPV live, and you idiots at home paid the same to watch it on Cable, or Online. So each and every one of you are proving my point as we speak.

The boos from the fans increase from Tommy's jab at them.

What? Angry because it's true? That's just what I thought. But for some reason, you've got a guy like Adam Devlin, who claims to wrestle for you people. He does this for the love of the sport, and nothing more. I recall him saying about a month ago that he'd do this for free if he needed to. Proof positive that the man's a couple ounces short of a gallon. This is a billion dollar...BILLION...DOLLAR...business. I travel from show to show in the lap of luxury. I rent out the finest hotels. Eat the finest food. And why? Because of the money I make as an XWA wrestler. So why for the life of me does Adam pride himself on being so humble? I'm still trying to figure that out. He's managed to beat me our last two matches. And yes it urks me, but when you think of it, Adam Devlin should be the one pissed.

You've got guys who've done less for this company getting all kinds of opportunities. Guys who think you get a hammer lock from Home Depot getting title shots. And then there's you Adam, probably one of the best pound for pound wrestlers on roster, and what are you getting? Nothing. I'm already where I wanna be. Come November, I complete this chapter of my career by beating flames out of STE and whatever other two chumps get in the ring with me and become XWA World Champion. But what do you have, Adam? Yea...my point exactly.

Tommy grins as he continues to dig in.

It's time we put an end to this, Adam. One more match. This time for all the marbles. Yea, you're ahead of me head to head, but tonight it's not about individual records. It's about that stupid pride of yours. It's about breaking that iron will of yours. And I can't think of any better a way to break an iron will then in a STEEL CAGE. And wouldn't you know it? There's one hanging over the ring tonight. How convenient? Maybe me putting your skull into some solid steel will knock some sense into your god damn ass.

Tommy continues to grin, but his expression changes once Adam's music hits the PA.

[adam]

Adam steps out into the arena met by the roaring cheer of his fans. As he looks down to the ring at Tryton, he grins from ear to ear. With a mic of his own in hand, he gets right into responding to the challenge made as his music fades out.

The only person I can see here who's lost any sense is you, Tryton. Let's face it, bro. You've officially sold out. I mean here there've been so many stories about how you were such a fan favorite back in your old haunts, but look what all the fame you've gotten has turned you into? As much as I never thought I'd ever say this, but you're even worse then you're boy O'Dell. Because at least he has some level of respect for this business. You? You just rape it for dollar signs. You're not a wrestler, Tryton. You're a "Sports Entertainer". Just a piece of eye candy to get females to buy tickets. You don't have a place in that ring, and you damn sure don't have a place in The Last Dance. You may have been a damn good wrestler when you started your career. But right now, all I see is a freakin' turn coat.

The fans cheer on Adam's words with vigor. A fired up Adam continues on.

Tonight, you claim you wanna finish this, but let's face it. We're far from finished. Not now. Not ever. Because I'm not going to rest until I see you put in your place. Guys like you are a cancer in this business. And guys like me are the cure. And your vaccination is coming via cold hard steel. You want me in a cage? Fine. But let's not leave any room for errors. No pins, no submissions. The only way to win tonight, is over and out of the cage. You're always talking about being big money and all. Let's see you put it where that big ass burger trap of yours is.

Anticipation continued to rise as the fans awaited Tryton's next response.

[tryton]

Never one to be out done, Tommy readies an interesting reply of his own.

Put my money where my mouth is, eh Devlin? You know what, I'm gonna do exactly that. I'm gonna pound your ass into paste in this ring tonight. In fact, I'm so confident that I'm going to kick your damn ass tonight, that I'm gonna sweeten the deal that much more. I hear from the grapevine that after tonight we're headed over to Europe for the Only The Strong tour. If you beat me tonight, I'll let you book a match for me at the next show. Any match you can think of, against anyone on roster. But if I win, heheheh...well, I'll keep that a little secret. Just to keep you on your toes. I'll just say that if I win, booking you in an unfair match would be the easy road for what I have in store for you. So what do you say Adam? Up for some Las Vegas gambling?

[adam]

Adam brings up his mic for one final response.

You know what, Tryton? Seeing as I've handed you your ass two weeks in a row, I'm liking my odds tonight. A three game sweep here in Vegas. Consider your little bet accepted.

Adam lowers his mic. His music hits the PA. As both men stand off, Buzz and Roach give their insight.

Buzz: Oooooooooooooh man. You can cut the tension with a knife between these two. You wanna talk about a pressure cooker.

Roach: This match has more implications into it that most of the title matches tonight. The winner's gonna have some kinda edge in this bitter and heated rivalry. This is going to be a sfive star rocket buster of a match I tell you.

Buzz: I couldn't have said it any better myself, partner.

The scene ends as Solstice cuts to a scheduled promo.

The End.