The Mysterious jAi 1 is seen with a box

[JohnnyX]

***Scene opens in the dressing room of aMx later that evening. Johnny Ecks is preparing to leave for the night. He has a smitten glow that puts a spring in his step and a gleam in his eye. He whistles to himself as he packs
his things into his monogrammed duffel bag. After a moment, MysterioJai1 comes walking into the dressing room. He is holding a crushed gift box.***

Mj1: “Yo B, that big dude Redel Wyld was out there in the hall and he was trippin’ balls! I’m serious man, he was like, Freeza level trippin, B. He came up on me and shoved this thing in my face. What the hell is his problem B? Or... wait a minute man.”

***MysterioJai1 looks at Johnny Ecks and cocks his head.***


Mj1: “Wait a minute. Dude what the f*ck did you do?”

Ecks: “Ah, don’t worry bout it man. Nothing I can’t handle ya know?”

Mj1: “You sure bout that?”

***MysterioJai1 tosses Ecks the smashed box, which he catches one-handed. He frowns at how utterly destroyed the package is. He pops the lid off and looks inside. The gift is gone, but there is a note in the bottom of the
box***

Ecks: “Ey man, there's a note...”

Mj1: “What it saying B?”


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Johnny Ecks,


Got a bone to pick with you ‘Hearthrob Kid’. Meet me in the ring and we can hash it out. Assault. Next week. Be there or I’ll come
find you.

P.S. Stay the hell away from my
sister.

Rebel Wyld

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Ecks: “Man, who the hell does this jackhole think he is? I can't help it if his sister has the love bug biting her in da butt. Yo, dog she be in love son...I knew it!”

Mj1: “Yo B, I don't think that is what is happening B! This Rebel dude?? He looks like the real deal man.”

Ecks: “Ok, first there's that Akeeva dude aka Johnny Ecks light. He stole all my moves and he trying tah look cool doin it. Second this Rebel widoutacause has beef? Da fuk outta here wide dat noise son!”

***Ecks slams his fist in his palm and smiles.***

Ecks: “You got beef? We got problems son. Don't tell me who I can not see son. I will see you in the ring! You sumbitch!!”

***scene fades to black***

[Quillz]

***The scene opens at a local gym, where Rebel Wyld is finishing a heavy machine session. As Rebel wipes off the equipment and turns to head to the next machine, he is met face-to-face by a well-tanned and stylishly dressed Johnny Ecks. Ecks puffs up his chest and brushes off his shoulder as he addresses Wyld.***

ECKS: “Well, look what we got here. The one and only Rebel Wyld. Didn’t expect to see one of you silver-hairs our among the commoners. Figured all ya all only worked out at gyms you owned. What with you being ‘wrestling royalty’ and all.”

***Wyld glares at him coldly.***

WYLD: “We don’t have a branch in this town.”

ECKS: “I was walkin’ by and saw you in the window and I just HAD to come in and have it out witchu man-to-man. What’s your problem with me man? Why the hell you callin’ me out?This because you’re some knight in shining armor protectin’ your sister? Or did you just hear about how I’ve kicked your bro Akira’s ass all over the world for 15 year and you wanted you a piece of a grade-a badass?”

WYLD: “Ok... two things ‘Hearthrob Kid’. First off... my sister is more than capable of taking care of herself. You barked up the wrong tree when you got in her face Ecks. She doesn’t need ME to beat some sense into you. But... that doesn’t mean I’m cool with some high-toned jagoff walking in on my sister and niece in the locker room, swinging his... ego... around. I’m going to teach you a lesson in respecting boundaries ‘bro’.”

ECKS: “Oh! Is THAT what you’re gonna do? Well I’ll tell you, MISTER Rebel Wyld... I know a good deal when I see one. And right now, what I see... is a golden opportunity to knock a stick-up-his-ass Wyld down a peg or two. And lemmie tell you, Johnny Ecks NEVER lets a chance like that slip by. So let’s dance man.”

WYLD: “You’ve got a hell of a lot more more fighting spirit than you have sense Ecks. But don’t worry... I’ll be happy to beat plenty of that into you.”

***Johnny Ecks looks over a workout equipment and smirks.***

ECKS: “Oh we got a real man here folks! Thats fine, that’s what we’re all here for right? So it sounds to me like YOU better get back to workin’ out then man. Get your swoll on. Cause at Assault, you better be in top condition. Johnny Ecks is officially your PWA welcoming committee. And make sure your sister is watching... but not too close. Exposure to this much man makes women faint at close range.”

***Ecks strikes a freeze frame pose, winks, and struts out of the gym, leaving Rebel Wyld fuming. Fade to black.***

[JohnnyX]

At the base gym of aMx, the Mysterious jAi 1 is seen walking back and forth, while the Samoan Storm are see training in the ring. Absent is their leader, Johnny Ecks. Mj1 changes his position and heads over the ropes to do some rope training. He does a back flip and grabs the ropes as he lands on his two feet.

Talofah sees him and claps.

Talofah: Uso!!!

Tama: Uso!!!

Mj1: yeah B! Brothers B! Brothers! Usos!

Talofah: bu..bu..burahdas! Uso!!

Tama: Burahdas!!!

Mj1: yeah B. My brothers!! Let finish up here so we can go eat some fried chicken B!

Voice: that's what I left here? For you to eat fried food?!

Mj1: Who the hell? ** turns his head ** Oh shi- sensei!!!

Allen Stromwell: yeah the one and only. Where is Ecks?

Mj1: he went to see his opponent this upcoming show. Redel Wyldassface!!!

Allen: I see, he will be fighting Greco Wyld's son eh.

Mj1: yes sensei. What are you doin here?

Allen: I came by to see how you are all doing?

Mj1: well as you can see B, we doin fine. These two are the Samoans we grabbed, Talofah and Tama.

Allen: I see that. So these are the fabled Samoan Storm? Kinda fishy you named them that considering Toulus Lautrec and I are the Storm Ryders.

Mj1: Haha B, I guess you figured it out. Come join us, we going to Jollibee for some Chicken Joy, B.

Allen: hey I could use some of that, we finally opened on up in London, the chicken is delicious. You buyin?

Mj1: of course, B. It helps with the popularity of the klub sizzle fah sizzle mah dizzle. Let us bounce.

Allen: So you still wrestle with the mask. Eh?

Mj1: yeah B, I never lost it. And I been upgrading it.

Allen: ah yes, I do miss wearing my Panther Mask. Back in my days it was Panther Mask 1, black panther, tiger what's his name and your uncle, the original Myterious Masked King.

Mj1: man you going way way back sensei. How did you lose the blue panther mask?

Allen: the stupid way. My own ego ruined it for me. Good thing you listened and did not do what I did. Keep it up.

Mj1: for sure, B! Let's go get some chicken!

Scene fades to black as they leave for Jollibee in National City.