Slam 'the common' Man

[Ryan Green]

<>the awa world heavyweight champion is walking the halls backstage in the awa arena. suddenly all hell breaks loose as he sprints off in the direction of someone who is leaning up against a wall with a bottle of beer in their hand.
Green steam rolls into them with a forearm to the side of their head.
the 'drinker' had no defense and flies to the side before dropping down, the glass bottle falling from his grip and then hits the floor below.
Green stands over the 'drinker' and delivers kick after kick after kick all over his prone body. The champ then grabs the 'drinker' and pulls him to his feet, as he staggers around Green picks up the glass beer bottle and with one uncaring move cracks it over the 'drinkers' head, it shatters and the 'drinker' drops to the ground and blood stains the floor almost straight away.
Green looks over him<>

"You piece of crap! If you think you are walking into the awa that i rule and are going to have an easy time of it then think again you friggin twat.
The Guv has put you in a match against me on monday night and this, well this is just a warning.
You are nothing but a common wanker who is trying his luck one more time, and im getting sick of people returning to the awa and thinking they can just friggin take over! Its not happening!
After monday, after i have made you tap out it wont just be your heads thats bleeding, ill have made you cough up friggin blood too!!!"

<>Green turns and gets a bit of a shock, but quickly settles as it is Marcus Cooper standing there<>

Marcus Cooper
"So, what did he do to warrant that?"

"Thats David Slam and he happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time"

Marcus Cooper
"Thats not David Slam"

"Yes it is"

Marcus Cooper
"No, its not. Thats John the sound guy"

<>Green turns his neck and looks behind him at the bloke on the floor, he then turns back to Cooper<>

"Na, thats Slam, the guy is a drunk, a drug addict. He was leaning up against the wall like some kind of tramp with a beer bottle in his hand.
Thats Slam!"

Marcus Cooper
"Still no. Thats John, and he just got told he is being made redundant, he has two weeks left on his contract and then he is out of work. Probably just needed a beer?"

<>once again Green turns and looks at who he now knows to be 'John' and takes in what state he has just left him in. A slight look of concern shows on his face<>

"Ah ha, well er, i guess this could be a good thing? The poor bloke has been beaten up by an unknown attacker in his place of work, surely he can sue and make some money out of it or something?
Hey, i did him a favour!"

<>Cooper just shakes his head as Green quickly rushes off, he stops at the Medics room and busts the door open.<>

"Hey, get your arses down the hall, John the sound guy has been attacked, he looks in a bad way so friggin hurry up"

<>the medics grab their stuff and rush out of the room as Green takes a breath and heads in the opposite direction<>

[SLAM II]

Slam 2 stood watching the whole meltdown between Green and John the soundman. The former champion just smiled the whole time and he puffed on his joint, when Green was walking away Slam 2 stepped from around the corner holding up a hand to the current champion.[/color]

-Slam II- "Listen Green? Its Green right?"

Green took the defensive ready for anything from Slam 2, but he nodded to Slam 2.[/color]

-Slam II- "Green don't let Donzig warp your mind, I'm here for one reason and one REASON only Green"

Slam 2 steps closer and with balls pokes the World title shaking his head.[/color]

-Slam II- "Its not for that belt or for the matter any of the belts, I'm above that right Green. I come here to shut that barking mutt up Donzig, I want nothing more and its sad he put me against you instead of getting his ass kicking out of the way he has to weaken me! Why? Fuck if I know its Donzig. Shit I had no other intentions of going toe-to-toe with anyone here except Donzig"

Slam 2 takes another hit of his joint smiling and laughing the smoke from his mouth.[/color]

-Slam II- "But hell I will roll with the mutts flow and I will gladly step into the ring and go face to face with the champ! But some words of wisdom from a former champion Green, don't fucking threaten me that your going to make me bleed UNLESS YOU GOING TO DAMN WELL DO IT TO MY FACE!"

Slam 2 was now in the face of Green smiling.[/color]

-Slam II- "I fear no mother fucker around here! I have nothing to prove to anyone around here! I just want the mutt and no one else, but if the mutt thinks he can soften me up before I kick his fucking teeth to the back of his fucking head then GOD DAMN so be it let him throw..."

Slam 2 took a step back hitting his joint and looking the champion over. He smiled again and blew the smoke out in Greens face.[/color]

-Slam II- "Whatever the hell he wants to at me, because Ill be there no matter what to kick whoevers ass it there. So you know what Green fuck you and Ill see you Monday"

Slam 2 tosses down the joint and walks past Green brushing his shoulder. He keeps walking laughing to himself and the scene fades or does Green have anything left to say?[/color]

[Donzig]

As Slam II, walks down the hallway Donzig appears from around the corner. He is dressed for action, and he flicked ashes from his cigar as his eyes narrowed on the retreating form of Slam II. Then he snorted, looking to Green and Cooper before he waved a hand.

"Listen, boys, I have been thinking." Donzig said, and he rolled his shoulders. "And what I am thinking is that Mr. Green is the AWA World Heavyweight Champion, and it disgusts me that he is forced to fight a washed up piece of shit like David Slam II."

Donzig shrugged, chewing on his cigar. "I wish I could book you against real talent like say anyone else in the history of wrestling then that waste of skin. But you know what?"

Green and Cooper shrugged, and Donzig laughed. "I can't find Kokaine or Scorpion anywhere, and the Enforcer retired. Which means you are stuck with Slam, not even Slam, but Slam II."

A sigh.

"It's like Coke Two, you wish it was good. But it isn't, to be honest? I hate Coke, and I hate New Coke! I am a Pepsi guy, and find Coke to be boring, flat, lacking taste and only good to be mixed with cheap vodka."

Cooper chuckled, and Green and Donzig stared at him. Then the Hardcore Incarnate continued, smoke swirling as he spoke. "I hear Slam was around here, I am shocked he didn't stun you. That is normally his go to since well, he has nothing remotely intelligent or interesting to say."

Green snorted, and Donzig waved his cigar. "By chance, do you know whether or not you own a cabin in the woods? Because sometimes when Slam is involved? You get jacked up cabins that you didn't know you had, or were gong to."

The pair stared, and Donzig shrugged.

"I warned you. Now listen, I am thinking since you are a World Champion and Slam is well, barely a step above the bWa. I am going to let you name the stipulation for your match."

Cooper blinked, and Green glanced down the hall as Donzig smiled around his cigar.

[Ryan Green]

<>Green has a lot to think about, having heard from Slam and now being offered the chance to organise the stip for his match with Slam on monday<>

"I like this Guv, see this is what i was talking about when i said we could work together and giving me the say so over what the stip will be on monday night is a show of faith and i like that Guv.
So, how about this, the stip will deal with Joel Frost.
If that twat dares to announce Slam as the winner on monday, whether it be pinfal, DQ, count out, whatever, if gives the win to Slam the Joel Frost is placed as the 1st entrant into the chamber.
But, if i win the match then Joel Frost gets spot number 6 and with that he gets the best chance of walking out of the chamber with at least his health in tact.
What do you say Guv?"