[We open up on a balcony, where John Pariah is standing-watching the rain fall.]
Empty, an empty house, and empty mind.
[He takes a sip of his drink, as he hears the front door ring. He looks at his iPhone, and see’s the time as 1:24 AM]
Pariah: Who in hell?
[He walks inside the house, as the door continues to ring.]
Pariah: Hold your fucking horses!
[He walks up to the door-and opens it. Lillith Morgan stands there, drenched in rain.]
[She walks in and grabs him-kissing him as we fade to black.]
[We open up on the Chicago streets. The camera pans around to the front of the United Center, where a statue of Micheal Jordan stands. John Pariah is standing infront of the statue-admiring it, before turning to the camera and smiling.]
Pariah: A lot has changed in my life. Some for the better, some for the worst.
[He pauses again and smirks.]
Pariah: Micheal Jordan is arguably the greatest basketball player-not just in the history of Chicago-but in the history of the game. He’s come back from injuries, retirement, trades and roster changes. He led the Bulls to more championships than most other NBA teams could dream about. He is a legend for this city. Just like me.
[He pauses and smiles again-taking a quick peak at his iPhone before continuing]
Pariah: Jason Aries, Jason Aries, Jason Aries. You are correct, you’re not a hard man to find. Infact the only thing I’ve heard about is the party you and your ‘friends’ threw at Excalibur last week. Plus, all I have to do is look for the inflated ego walking around-and I’m sure you’ll be right there. You want to learn a lesson from a master, that’s fine Jason. You’ll learn that lesson tomorrow night-right down the road at the Frontier Arena. As far as your challenge goes Jason? Hammond, Indiana. High Stakes? I’ll give you an answer tomorrow night.
[He smirks, and looks at the statue once more.]
Pariah: You ask a lot of me Jason. When was the last time I held up a full ring schedule? You’re right-it’s been a long time since I’ve wrestled day in and day out. Let me ask you this though, after fourteen years in this business-of wrestling seven days a week, of traveling the roads all night, of working for mere change. After twenty one World Championships-Jason, let me ask you why you don’t maintain a full time schedule? Because you won’t. This business, it changes people, it changes lives. It creates bonds, and destroys lives. You want to talk about me working a full time schedule Jason? Seven months ago I was in a fucking coma! I came back months-hell years-before doctors told me to-and I wrestled a match of the year with Jake Keeton. I came back, and I beat Timothy Hunt-and last week Jason, I beat the man you team with-the man that holds the World Title of this company-Darin Zion. You want to talk about disgracing the greats of this city. Jason-everything you and the Untouchables stand for is a disgrace to this company. It’s that same cancer that has seeped in before-just with a hot new name and gimmick. Tomorrow night Jason? Tomorrow night I will teach you a lesson-and I will put you right to sleep!
[He pauses and smirks-again glancing at his phone.]
Pariah: And than there is Darin Zion…the World Champion. Let me ask you this Darin, why do you even bother anymore? You’ve become a laughingstock. Hell the kids from HOW have turned their attention away from bad mouthing me-and turned their venom to you. That’s pretty sad to be frank-because we all know how much Lee Best and his cronies like to talk shit about their superiors. Your World Title reign has been nothing but fluke after fluke after fluke. Had Ness of brought his A Game in Tokyo-you wouldn’t be standing there as a belt warmer-and come April 2nd in Hammond, your time as a seat filler in the record books will come to an end.
[He pauses again.]
Pariah: The man who will end that term of employement? Nighthawk. My tag team partner this week. Now Nighthawk-I have nothing but respect for you. You are another man who carries on the fine tradition of being one of Chicago’s Finest. Technically sound, and one of the best pure wrestlers I’ve ever seen. It will be an honor to one day clash with you over the World Title sir. I do agree, while “war” may be a bit harsh of a marketing term-as there are three of the best technical wrestlers PWX has on its roster in one match in the ring at once-and Darin Zion. This match will be something of a spectacle though-because not only will we see you and Zion clash for the first time ever-but Mr. Aries will get a small taste of whats to come. Trust me, I don’t think either party will enjoy that…
[He pauses again and smiles.]
Pariah: They say the more things change, the more they stay the same. It’s funny how this company has brought me full circle. It’s amusing to see things go back to the way they were, issues resolved-and alliances forged.
[He pauses again, as Lillith Morgan steps out from behind the statue.]
Lillith: But rest assured, that the First Family is still as powerful as ever. There is nothing Untouchable about the Untouchables.
Pariah: Mr. Aries, you will get an answer tomorrow night about High Stakes. In the mean time, if any of your cronies-be it my brother or someone else-try to interfere tomorrow night. There will be hell to pay. I am Chicago’s Finest-and there isn’t a damn thing you can do about it!
[He smirks, as he and Lillith walk out of frame, and we fade to static.]