(Brian Fury paces back in forth in front of the camera. He is in an empty gym and his pacing has him growing angrier by the minute. His ribs are heavily bandaged and he has a bruise over his eye. He stops pacing and looks into the camera)
Fury: Arzon, I’ll make this short and sweet. You’re in the big leagues now! You’ve wanted to get a Beckett for a while now and on Assault you’ll get your chance. This doesn’t mean that we’re friends. This doesn’t mean that we’ll hang out and grab beers after matches. Understand that this is strictly business....but you do have guts! I can respect that. Just stay outta my way and we’ll be fine.
The Union WON’T be fine when I’m done with them! I had Pennyworth beat and they jumped me and cost me my victory. Pennyworth, you’re on borrowed time! Union.....I’m gonna enjoy ripping you apart with my bare hands! At Assault there are no threats, just promises, and I PROMISE you’ll pay!!!
(Scene fades to black.)
Brian Fury has something to say
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Akira Wyld has some thinking to do...
***The scene opens in the San Jose branch of the Greco Wyld School of Wrestling a few days before PWA Assault. Akira Wyld is in his ring gear and is making his way towards one of the school’s two wrestling rings. It’s an open gym day and there are a few trainees clustered in small groups exercising or running drills. As Akira approaches the ring, he stops short and frowns. Alyssa Wyld is already in the ring, leaning against the ropes, watching as he approaches. Akira scowls and sighs as he approaches. Alyssa holds the ring ropes open for him sarcastically as he enter the ring***
AKIRA: “I didn’t realize anyone else was here.”
ALYSSA: “It’s your school too. You’ve got as much a right to be here as I do.”
AKIRA: “Uh-huh. Tell Rebel that.”
ALYSSA: “He knows you pay your portion of the bills that keep the lights on here.”
AKIRA: “He’d better. This is my turf Alyssa. Like it or not, you and Rebel are trampling all over my lawn.”
***Akira points at the ring mat.***
AKIRA: “PWA is MY organization. I’ve put in the hours. You have no idea how hard I’ve fought to be a success here. So how come less than a week after you and Rebel debut, I feel like an outsider again.”
***Alyssa flexes her shoulders and does a couple squats in the ring.***
ALYSSA: “Oh please. You’re an outsider everywhere you go. You THRIVE on being unwanted. You didn’t need our help to act like the world is gunning for you.”
***Akira tightens his wrist tape and cracks his neck.***
AKIRA: “You always think you know me don’t you?”
ALYSSA: “I am older after all.”
AKIRA: “By two minutes.”
ALYSSA: “My point is... you can lie to yourself Akira. But you can’t lie to your twin. It doesn’t work. I was born knowing all of your tells. You can play the victim game all you want with Damion Black... but I know full well what’s really going on here. I know you’re using the Union as a crutch. You did the same thing with the Devil’s Own in PWS. You TRIED to do the same thing with the Wyld Family in the mid-south territories a decade ago. It’s a well worn playbook and I’m sick of it. You don’t need to run your career the way you do, Akira. You’re too good for that.”
AKIRA: “You can stop right now. I already heard all this from Rebel.”
ALYSSA: “Ok, then what are you going to do with that information? You have a match scheduled against Brian Fury and Derrick Arzon this week at Assault. Tell me... what happens after the ref makes the three count?”
AKIRA: “What are you talking about?”
ALYSSA: “I’m asking... what’s your play? After you get dropped on your head by Fury, are your Union buddies going to rush the ring and beat everyone up?”
AKIRA: “What do you mean ‘after I get dropped on my head’? Beckett and I are NOT going to lose to those two clowns.”
ALYSSA: “Ok... fine, say you win then. What are you going to do after that? Grab a kendo stick and go to town? Put Arzon through a table? Teach them both a lesson?”
***Akira stares at his sister coldly.***
AKIRA: “The Union will do whatever it has to. We have to...”
ALYSSA: “...send a message to the locker room. Right, right. That’s always your big justification. But you know what? The only message you’re really sending to anyone... is that Akira Wyld can’t get anything done on his own. How in the world is anyone going to respect you for your accomplishments when you cheat to take things you could have earned on your own?”
***Akira slams his hands down on the top turnbuckle and spins around to face Alyssa with fire in his eyes.***
AKIRA: “The Union wasn’t there when I pinned Brian Fury for a clean three-count in season one! The Union wasn’t there when I made it to the final four in the heavyweight championship tournament at Rise of Kings! The Union wasn’t there when I walked into iNCW and became the first ever NWC World Heavyweight Champion!”
***Alyssa smiles humorlessly.***
ALYSSA: “I know Akira. You did all those things on your own. So... why do you need a crutch like the Union to make you feel strong?”
***Akira stares doubtfully at the ground for a moment... then shakes his head and steps between the ropes to leave.***
ALYSSA: “Wait a minute.”
***Akira stops halfway between the ropes and raises his eyes to his sister. Alyssa cracks her knuckles and bounces back and forth from foot to foot.***
ALYSSA: “Where do you think you’re going? We gonna do this or not?”
***Akira pauses for a moment... then the briefest of smiles crosses his face. He steps back in the ring and bounces off the ropes. He and Alyssa circle each other in the ring... and then lock up in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Fade to black.***
AKIRA: “I didn’t realize anyone else was here.”
ALYSSA: “It’s your school too. You’ve got as much a right to be here as I do.”
AKIRA: “Uh-huh. Tell Rebel that.”
ALYSSA: “He knows you pay your portion of the bills that keep the lights on here.”
AKIRA: “He’d better. This is my turf Alyssa. Like it or not, you and Rebel are trampling all over my lawn.”
***Akira points at the ring mat.***
AKIRA: “PWA is MY organization. I’ve put in the hours. You have no idea how hard I’ve fought to be a success here. So how come less than a week after you and Rebel debut, I feel like an outsider again.”
***Alyssa flexes her shoulders and does a couple squats in the ring.***
ALYSSA: “Oh please. You’re an outsider everywhere you go. You THRIVE on being unwanted. You didn’t need our help to act like the world is gunning for you.”
***Akira tightens his wrist tape and cracks his neck.***
AKIRA: “You always think you know me don’t you?”
ALYSSA: “I am older after all.”
AKIRA: “By two minutes.”
ALYSSA: “My point is... you can lie to yourself Akira. But you can’t lie to your twin. It doesn’t work. I was born knowing all of your tells. You can play the victim game all you want with Damion Black... but I know full well what’s really going on here. I know you’re using the Union as a crutch. You did the same thing with the Devil’s Own in PWS. You TRIED to do the same thing with the Wyld Family in the mid-south territories a decade ago. It’s a well worn playbook and I’m sick of it. You don’t need to run your career the way you do, Akira. You’re too good for that.”
AKIRA: “You can stop right now. I already heard all this from Rebel.”
ALYSSA: “Ok, then what are you going to do with that information? You have a match scheduled against Brian Fury and Derrick Arzon this week at Assault. Tell me... what happens after the ref makes the three count?”
AKIRA: “What are you talking about?”
ALYSSA: “I’m asking... what’s your play? After you get dropped on your head by Fury, are your Union buddies going to rush the ring and beat everyone up?”
AKIRA: “What do you mean ‘after I get dropped on my head’? Beckett and I are NOT going to lose to those two clowns.”
ALYSSA: “Ok... fine, say you win then. What are you going to do after that? Grab a kendo stick and go to town? Put Arzon through a table? Teach them both a lesson?”
***Akira stares at his sister coldly.***
AKIRA: “The Union will do whatever it has to. We have to...”
ALYSSA: “...send a message to the locker room. Right, right. That’s always your big justification. But you know what? The only message you’re really sending to anyone... is that Akira Wyld can’t get anything done on his own. How in the world is anyone going to respect you for your accomplishments when you cheat to take things you could have earned on your own?”
***Akira slams his hands down on the top turnbuckle and spins around to face Alyssa with fire in his eyes.***
AKIRA: “The Union wasn’t there when I pinned Brian Fury for a clean three-count in season one! The Union wasn’t there when I made it to the final four in the heavyweight championship tournament at Rise of Kings! The Union wasn’t there when I walked into iNCW and became the first ever NWC World Heavyweight Champion!”
***Alyssa smiles humorlessly.***
ALYSSA: “I know Akira. You did all those things on your own. So... why do you need a crutch like the Union to make you feel strong?”
***Akira stares doubtfully at the ground for a moment... then shakes his head and steps between the ropes to leave.***
ALYSSA: “Wait a minute.”
***Akira stops halfway between the ropes and raises his eyes to his sister. Alyssa cracks her knuckles and bounces back and forth from foot to foot.***
ALYSSA: “Where do you think you’re going? We gonna do this or not?”
***Akira pauses for a moment... then the briefest of smiles crosses his face. He steps back in the ring and bounces off the ropes. He and Alyssa circle each other in the ring... and then lock up in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Fade to black.***
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