***Akira Wyld’s theme music erupts from the arena sound system, as the stage dances with blue and white laser lights.***

 

 

GARY BLOOMFIELD:  “Well folks, as you may already know, Akira Wyld has requested a few minutes to address the PWA fans, and, in his own words, ‘everyone in the locker room’.  This will be the first time we’ve seen the Surgical Specialist in a PWA ring since the end of last season.”

 

 

***After a moment, Akira Wyld appears at the entrance ramp and begins to make his way down to the ring. He is wearing his signature charcoal leather jacket and has a microphone in his hand.  In a smooth motion he slides sideways under the bottom ring rope and makes a beeline for the far corner post. Without slowing, he vaults to the top turnbuckle and stares cold daggers to the fans in attendance. After a few moments, he hops down to the mat and begins pacing in the ring.  His music stops and he takes a few seconds to scan the crowd before raising his microphone to speak.***

 

 

WYLD:  “Perception really is everything, isn’t it?  We live in a world where it doesn’t really matter what you do… because the people ‘in charge’ can just package the facts any way they want to sell you the story that ‘they’ want you to hear.  Let me give you an example. Last season in PWA… I dominated each and every superstar I stepped in the ring with. Single-handedly, I stood up to a corrupt organization, and I bravely took on all comers.  I fought impossible odds and not only did I persevere… I beat the system.”

 

 

***Wyld holds up a taped right hand and begins counting off on his fingers.***

 

 

WYLD: “Right in the center of this ring… I beat Brian Fury.  I beat Rhett Holiday. I beat Robert MacElroy.  I beat Nakamura Yamasaki TWICE.  People talk about the dominating season the ‘legendary’ Tiger Gold had. But they don’t talk about the fact I beat him right in the middle of the ring along with all the rest. People gush about our new heavyweight champion ‘the Natural’ Kevin Starr. Well guess what?  I beat him too!”

 

 

***Wyld holds both of his arms out and does a slow turn in the center of the ring.***

 

 

WYLD:  “Nobody had a better first season than me in PWA… NOBODY.  I should be a celebrated HERO in this organization. But when you read the dirt sheets what does the ‘wrestling media’ have to say about Akira Wyld?  They say I’m a whiner… they say I’m a cheater… a manipulator.  Well you know what I say?  I say Damion Black has deep pockets.  Well Black… it doesn’t matter how much money you spend. It doesn’t matter how many wrestling magazines you pay off to talk crap about me… you can’t argue with facts. And the fact is that my win/loss record says that I’m the main man here in PWA.”

 

 

***Wyld stands in the center of the ring and soaks in a chorus of boos from the hostile crowd.***

 

 

WYLD:  “So… I’m here tonight to declare to the ‘PWA Armada’ that Akira Wyld is YOUR number one contender to the heavyweight championship.  It doesn’t matter what Robert MacElroy thinks he deserves… it doesn’t matter who Kevin Starr wants to face. If Damion Black has a single shred of integrity… he will announce that the line for a title shot starts BEHIND Akira Wyld.”

 

 

***The crowd boos loudly.  Wyld smiles and rakes his fingers through his hair. He sighs and shakes his head.***

 

 

WYLD:  “I don’t expect any of you idiots to get it.  No… you’re all just sheep.  Damion Black rings his little bell and you flock to wherever he tells you to go. Well that’s FINE. You don’t have to listen to a word I say. I’ll SHOW you that I’m the best in the world.  Last week… our ‘glorious’ champion Kevin Starr took on Snow at Assault.  And I’ll admit, it was a hell of a match.  Well guess what Starr… anything you can do, I can do better.”

 

 

***Wyld turns to the entrance ramp.***

 

 

WYLD:  “So listen up Snow!  If you have any guys at all, you’ll come down to the ring right now and face off against the Surgical Specialist!”

 

 

***Wyld paces back and forth in the ring awaiting a response from Snow.***

 

 

BLOOMFIELD: “Fans, I don’t know what kind of game Akira Wyld is playing. We know that Snow is in the building, but Wyld must know that he already has a scheduled match tonight.”

 

 

***Suddenly familiar music erupts on the arena speakers… and the PWA Light Heavyweight Champion Pantaro steps out from behind the curtain.***

 

 

BLOOMFIELD: “Oh my! Folks, it looks as if at least one of the Blood Brothers has had enough of Akira Wyld’s fighting words!”

 

 

***Pantaro makes his way to the ring, slapping high-fives and shaking hands with fans on the way.  He slides into the ring and goes nose-to-nose with Akira Wyld.***

 

 

PANTARO:  “Senior Wyld, I understand your desire to prove yourself against the best in the world, and I almost understand your reason why you challenge mi amigo to a match tonight, but I do not think doing something that’s already been done will get you noticed.  I think to get noticed, you must done something you have not done before, not follow someone else’s path!  Still, Snow is a worthy opponent for you, and if you want mi opinion, I think he beat you in a match.  Only problem is, Snow is in a match tonight.

 

“But my dance card is empty!  And what is better to prove yourself a champion than to FACE a champion?  You want a match, amigo?  Then face me tonight and we will see if you are ready!”

 

 

***In the ring, Wyld rubs his chin and paces slowly in the ring, glaring at Pantaro.  After a moment a sly smile creases his face.***

 

 

WYLD:  “So… you want to step up and face the Surgical Specialist, do you champ?  You want to take your little division to the next level  and face a real challenger? Okay… okay you bet your ass I accept your challenge. But… not just yet. I was all prepared and ready to face your little lucha buddy Snow… but like a MAN I’m more than willing to step up and take you on in his place… later tonight.”

 

 

***Wyld steps back and rolls out of the ring. His music plays as he backs up the entrance ramp, smiling and staring down Pantaro as he goes. The cameras catch him mouthing ‘I’ll see you later tonight.  Be ready’ to Pantaro as he goes. In the ring, a confused looking Pantaro stands with his hands on his hips, watching Wyld go.***

 

 

BLOOMFIELD:  “Fans I’m not sure exactly what Wyld is playing at here but… it looks as if Akira Wyld and Pantaro WILL in fact be squaring off later tonight on Assault. Stay tuned!”