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We have to back in time to 2016, I know so last year right? To continue to tell the story of SCULLY and what you call it? His outbursts so to speak. Let’s bring you up to scratch with the whole drama, a brief telling of what has occurred so far. Scully seen his Union acquaintance Charles Elton whilst out on a family trip at the zoo, they were inside a bat enclosure and Skull beat the holy shit outta him. Why? Because Skull had been abandoned by his Union teammates since he won the Uni title and was pissed off, obviously. Skull had put Charles in intensive care and went to finish the job he started but too many obstacles stood in his way at the hospital including a slut of a nurse. Anyway as Scully was leaving the hospital, Ted & Dave, the two idiots who tagged along with The Union caught him in their sight, much to Skulls annoyance. All three men got to the top of the stairs in the hospitals car park and after some words, an altercation occurred. Skull really had lost patience with Ted & Dave and after they grabbed him, tried to rough him up, I think that’s what they were trying to do, Skull reacted. He pushed both Ted & Dave hard and they bumped their way down the stairs. Skull did a runner and the two men were left unconscious with bloody heads. Let’s see what happened after....

October, 21st 2016
Location: New Orleans.

Skull sat behind the wheel of his new dark red, 2016 Ford Mustang Shelby GT500 thinking about everything that had happened. His car radio wasn’t working and now he just sat in silence, which made him think harder. Skull had broken the car radio in a moment of rage all because it played “Adele”. Man, he hated Adele. The truth be told since Scully snapped and took out Charles, he hasn’t mentally been the same. His relationship with Natalie is up and down, he was thinking hard about his life. In the XWF other superstars were questioning his XWF Universal title reign, when he dreamt of becoming the XWF Uni Champion, this wasn’t what he had in mind. Skull was in New Orleans and decided to stay at a nearby a hotel. Skull parked up into an empty bay and exited the vehicle, sports bag in hand. He goes to the reception where a rough looking, thirty year old man with piercings all over his face, is watching porn. His hand is down his trousers and Skull interrupts him. The guy stops and turns to look at Scully, with the porn still on in the background. Skull looks up at the explicit movie, a brunette with big tits is tied to some railings whilst being pounced by a well endowed black man. Skull looks at the receptionist who is weirdly staring back at him.

“Can I have a room please? Not too shabby.”

Weird Looking Cunt(WLC): “Sure!”

The receptionist turns around and grabs a key of the hook. He places it on the table.

WLC: “It’s forty dollars a night, sir.”

Scully goes in his pocket and pulls out his wallet. He takes out forty dollars in notes and hands it to the receptionist. The Receptionist sniffs and hands Scully a key which Scully reluctantly takes using his jacket sleeve to cover his hand.

WLC: “It’s room seven. Down the pavement, past that Knight statue, on the left.”

“Okay thanks.”

WLC: “Hey ain’t you the XWF Uni Champion?”

“Yeah..”

WLC: “Bout time you defended it isn’t it?”

“Bout time you got laid isn’t it?!”

Scully turns and quickly walks away from the weirdo, who sits opened mouth. He strolls to the room he had been given, still grasping the key with his sleeve, he inserts it into the lock and opens the door. Scully enters the room and turns the light on. He looks around at the room, which isn’t the best but it’ll do, he places the sports bag on the floor, closes the door, locking it behind him and then shuts the curtains. Skull sits on the end of the bed and turns the TV on. He goes into his pocket, pulling out his Samsung Galaxy S7 and noticing numerous missed calls from Natalie, a ton of text messages. Skull sighs, he’d have to call her back and receive a whole lot of ear ache. Just as he is about to ring her back, he hears sirens from outside. Skull walks to the window, moves the curtains to one side and peaks through the window. Obviously worried, he is relieved as he watches a multiple of emergency services passing by with flashing lights. Skull walks back over to the bed and calls Natalie. The phone rings, he puts it on loudspeaker and Natalie answers in angry fashion.

Natalie: “About time! I was getting worried.”

“Not even a hello?”

Natalie: “Why haven’t you been answering your phone?”

“Sorry mum for disobeying you!”

Natalie: “Don’t be a Prick! I have been worried about you.”

“Look I’m fine.”

Natalie: “Where are you?”

“New Orleans.”

Natalie: “What the hell you doing there?”

“Erm... Visiting.”

Natalie: “Visiting who?”

“Look I needed to get away and have some time on my own.”

Natalie: “You’ve been away plenty. What about me and what about your son?”

“How is he?”

Natalie: “He’s all fast asleep, tucked up in bed.”

“Look babe, I’m sorry. I’m going to stay at a hotel tonight but I’ll be home tomorrow and we can do something together as a family.”

Natalie: “Whatever!”

“I will.....”

Scully was speaking to nobody, Natalie had hung up the phone. She had heard enough of Scully’s empty words lately and Skull had no one to blame but himself. That night Scully showered, got into bed and stared at the ceiling for a couple of hours... His mind doing back flips and thinking about what had been happening in his life......

To be continued......

The Present Day

"XWF, It is I your XWF Xtreme Champion, Scully. I am the Xtreme Champ whether you approve or not, whether you like it or not. I'm riding solo, fuck ya'll, this is my cup of give a shit and it's fucking empty. You all wanted me to lose my XWF Universal title to Gillberg and you got your wish, I lost because my mind wasn't on the job. I succeeded in reaching my goal and I fucked it up. Unlike some of you twats though, I learn from my mistakes and i'm not going to do the same thing twice. I won this XWF Xtreme Championship from Michael McBride in Xtreme fashion, see what I did there? McBride met my friends Des and Troy, he felt the wrath of the Scullanator. Now being the Xtreme Champ, people attack you whether you are asleep, having a wank, or even having a shit. I can't even eat my Lucky Charms in peace but that's also the fun of it. Since I won the title, many have tried to cheap-shot me to take my gold. The thing is me and the Xtreme Championship have become quite close, best of friends if you will, more trustworthy than most of the XWF. I don't plan on loosing it and I certainly am I not going to become an even worse Xtreme Champion than I was a Uni. The funny thing is when I lost to Gilly, everyone slated me but no one laughed at him when he lost it like a week later and no one is bitching about Chaos not defending his title. Look at Soldier and Doc riding along without a tilte defense in God knows how long. You are all hypocrites and you can kiss the ring! Typical racist XWF fans, hating on the Brits, wanting them to be unsuccessful. Jealousy isn't good for the brain, makes you do crazy things.

So Savage is the place for my first official title defense. My opponent? The Irish Pussy, McBride. You may remember when I put on an absolute clinic and beat him for this very title. Now you get round 2, England VS Ireland, one on one with the same result, Not a new champion, no but the same winner. The writing is on the wall. Look at your last match McBride, absolutely schooled by the Uni Champion. Chaos absolutely owned you, that's a shame, I expected you to put up of a fight. That was your chance, a great opportunity to take the bull by the horns and upset the Champion. Imagine if you tried harder and gave the champ a real close match, but you didn't did you? And now for like a second week in a row, you are going to be embarrassed. I don't think you even deserve a rematch, I never got a Uni rematch did I? Once again the system is flawed, the Brits get Union Jacked. Well I got news for you, I am The Union and I represent England all alone. I don't need one escorting me to the ring or getting in my way. If you want something done right, you gotta do it yourself. Another lesson learnt.

So McBride, you really are embarrassment to the Irish. I said it last time we faced each other, my surname is Irish and I have a shit load of Irish relatives. My cousin, Finlay rang me the other day, he said...

Scully begins to speak in an Irish accent.

"Hey Michael, I see you're facin' that vagina, McBride. Beat da Gambeen for me will ya? He ain't Irish, he's too much of a ballbag to be Irish."

Scully goes back to his normal, English, Birmingham accent.

" You upset him, McBride, much to the point, he went to the pub that day and glassed some random American tourist. Not that he or I think Americans are huge bellends, the guy was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. In fact it turned out the American had bigger grapefruits than you. After Fin smashed the glass over his head, blood pouring down his face, he got back to his feet eventually and ya know what he did? He head-butted Fin right on the nose. The funny thing is they became good friends afterwards. True story. That sounded Xtreme right? But not as Xtreme as it'll be in Texas. Yeeeee Haw cowboy. We're gonna be in Dallas and the XWF Galaxy will get a treat, they will get to see me live, doing what I do best and that is? Putting people in the trash. McBride wanted to act like rubbish against Chris Chaos last week? Well I'm going to treat him like trash. This is going to be Xtreme and you will see me, Scully, The God of Xtreme make light work of McBride.

This is the Main Event of the evening, I know you all want your money's worth, well me being in the Main Event already gives you that. Scully will bring you entertainment, I will try and keep the match lasting for your benefit. What? You don't think I care about your precious feelings? Of course I don't.. You're right about that! If the match goes longer than it needs to be, it's not for you... No it's because I will enjoy caving that Cunts head in. It will be because I'm enjoying myself, having too much fun to stop. Poor McBride, do you like hospital food? I hope so because that's where you will be going, a nice trip to the hospital. You might be eating that microwave shit for a while. Are we ready to be privileged? Honoured to see The Scullmeister live on Savage? You better fuckin' be! McBride you better show your face otherwise I will come back there and look for you, I will drag you to the ring by your ear. I am going to enjoy beating you to a pulp with every object I come across. It's time.. Let's get fuckin' Xtreme. Da end, Scully has spoken!"