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This, ladies and gentlemen, could spark the start of a new era in the XWF. An accolade and a status that only four others in the UNIVERSE can match. Four others known undoubtedly and unarguably as KINGS™. In two weeks, another KING will be crowned. The final four in the tournament will meet at the King of the Ring pay-per-view with one going home with the crown. Will it be King Feder? King Panzer? King Trax? King Engy w/ Madison Dyson? There's been a few surprises already. A couple close, crazy wins. The biggest question though... The main thing going through people's heads is.... "What are the KINGS™ doing to prepare for this?" As they prepare for the results of the KOTR Tournament, they're long awaited opponents have been named. Theo Pryce and Doc put the titles on the line once again in an attempt to continue their long reign as champs. Leading up to the pay-per-view, Doc meets up with Theo to get to make sure everyone's on the same page.

Theo's Office Sunday

I don't GIVE A FUCK, Cadryn.

Theo basically spells out his sentence into the office phone.

Just get the supplies and bring them back to the office. We'll talk again then.

There's more jibber-jabber from the other line. Theo's eyes roll into the back of his head and after a few more seconds he just hangs it up.

Fucking, hell.

Hardly.

Doc appears behind Theo and scares the bejesus out of him. He stands with a grin and a cigar pinched in his fingers. Theo just looks up at him with a sigh.

I---

Just to make it clear, I have no desire of being as part of this as you wish.

Okay.

I understand that you're battle with you're other half here sometimes goes further than dollars and ink, hm?

What the fuck are you talking about?

The KINGS™ hosting Warfare, the happy little pats on the back we're giving everyone, the gifts. I heard something about a PARTY for the new King?!

Theo shakes his head.

We're not having a party.. Just congrulating the King and---

We've been far too political for my tastes. Keeping our hands in our pockets rather than fists.

Theo takes a deep breath and looks up to Doc.

It's simple Doc. I like the challenge of it. Being that guy that you want me to be, that's easy, dare I say it's natural but times change and so have I. That doesn't mean that the way things are is the way they have to be.

[doc]Time changing brought the gays out. Time changing killed off most of the hippies. Time changing made it so women could vote. Time changing put a dress on a man. So, you're telling me, that time changing replaced your knife with a fucking spoon? Your steel with rubber? Your gun with a flower?

Theo stares at Doc.

I.... guess that's one way to look at it.

Theo keeps his business-like manner towards the doctor as he remains seated while Doc begins to walk around to the front of the desk.

Another way would be that time changed my impulsivity and taught me the virtue of patience. All good things Doc. All good things.

Doc sighs and takes a seat in one of the chairs.

I have been VERY patient, in many different departments, as well, Mister Pryce. You know this.

You'll get what's coming to ya. What went down when you came to see Lane?

Went.

What?

I went to see Mister Lane.

Where? At his house?

Doc nods and Theo chuckles a little.

Yeah? How DID that go then?

Theo leans in much more interested than he was before.

Tell me you just barged in like you do in here all the time. And by barged in I mean appearing out nowhere and scaring the fuck out of everybody in the room.

Entrances were never really my thing. I just show up, say or do whatever need be, and I take my leave.

Like Batman?

Like me.

Was he and his woman filming a porno at the time?

They were about to, I think.

Living Room of Vincent Lane 7-14-2017 Around Midnight

Vincent Lane sits on his couch in the dark, the only light in the room is a television which he flicks through the channels. Behind him struts Roxy Cotton, wearing nothing back a black and white bath robe, and she sits down next to him.

Whatcha watchin'?

You at the moment, mon cher.

She giggles and steals the remote and lies her head down on Vincent's crotch as she begins flipping through the channels herself. He reaches down and starts pulling her robe apart, she let's him. The robe is half of before he gets a whiff of cigar smoke. He turns his head and sitting in a chair across the room is Doc.

What the fuck?!

Roxy screams and pulls her robe closed as she falls off the couch and runs into the bedroom.

Hello.

Doc takes a drag of his cigar and let's out a huge puff of smoke.

My friend.

Dude, you know you can't smoke in here.

Doc stares at Lane as the smoke crawls out of his mouth and nose and crawl up his face.

What are you trying to do here, Mister Lane?

Lane sighs and gets up, walks across the room, and opens a window.

Trying to get a piece of ass. Duh?

Refrain from the jokes, please. I've come to you personally because I think you're trying to sabotage EVERYTHING that I've been working towards for the past year.

Vinnie gets a confused look about him and walks back to the couch.

How so?

Again, don't play stupid with me. Don't pretend you haven't had a master plan from the start.

Vinnie chuckles to himself and holds his arms out.

That start of what? Do I look like some super villain out to take over the world, Doc? Dude, why the fuck would I try to hold you back? You're Doc D'Ville for fuck sake. You bring in boat loads of cash and your own fucked up little following. I can't deny you of shit..

These obstacles. These detours. You're doing everything you can to keep me from the UNIVERSAL Title. The action this title has seen in the past year is NOTHING like it's ever been. You like that don't you? Your era produces champions like none other. Seeing a new champion every couple of months just shows the talent that's brewing down below. Makes you look like all the more fabulous. All the more a MEGASTAR.

Of course I like seeing different guys going for the Uni, Doc. You're exactly right and---

And if I held the title you're afraid that I would do the same thing I did last time. The same thing I'm doing with these Tag Team Championships that you decided to use to destroy the Trios Titles with. I would hold the title until I, Doctor Louis D'Ville, decided when and where and how the title leaves my possession. Who was the knight in shining armor last time?

*GASP*

It was you. You saved the XWF from my shadow and look at you now. If I couldn't find a better example of EVERYTHING I've been saying all along. The same thing that's happened to Chris Chaos and why EVERY single person looks at me as nothing more than a trophy they'll never ever win. You walked away that night destroyed from the outside-in, but the XWF had a light shining down from the sky that wasn't there for a long, long time. The landscape of the game changed over time and now you own the place. What a story. What a hero.

Listen Doc. I'm not sure where the hell all of this is coming from, dude. You had a shot at the title, all you had to do was beat James Raven at High Stakes. You'd be getting his shot at King of the Ring, had you did.

I had it won, of course I did. I had it won for months, until you entered HIM into the equation.

Who? Raven?

Doc nods very slowly and Vinnie kind of smirks.

Are you kidding me right now, dude? Are you saying you would've won if Raven wasn't there? Why cuz he's better than you? You scared of Raven dude?

Doc's facial expression doesn't change.

Nothing comes easy around here, and, I'm sure you realize, that i understand that. What I don't understand is how this big-time player from the past comes in here and gets the world on a silver platter after years of so-called retirement.

Ohhhhhhh..... I get it. I get it. You're jealous, aren't you, Doc?

I'm growing impatient.

He won High Stakes, dude! He beat you! Doctor D'Ville! You said it yourself about fucking guys beating you and shortly after winning the Uni, right? You can't screw with fate, dude!

Don't patronize me. I---

EXCUSE me!

Roxy Cotton is standing in front of the hallway to the bedroom fully clothed now in sweat pants and tee shirt. Vinnie looks up to her and looks back at Doc.

Oh dude.

What kind of person just shows up like that?!

Back at the Office of Theo Pryce Sunday

Theo is wiping a tear from his eye from laughing.

And she kicked you out?!

Doc sits unamused.

The great Doc D'Ville, defeated TWICE by a chick.

Really unamused now. Theo chokes on a couple of laughs and regains his composure rather quickly and changes the subject.

You ever fight Guppy, Doc?

Doc takes a moment to light another cigar, then answers Theo.

I don't believe so.

They sit and ponder for a moment.

He did compliment me being a doctor when I first arrived. That was quite nice of him. In fact, that, I believe it is the only encounter we and I have ever had.

Guppy's been around and he's more than capable of winning championships.

Doc with a smug look.

I'm SURE he is, but under certain circumstances his capablities get smaller, and smaller, and smaller. Am I right?

Well, of course, Scully and Guppy don't stand a chance.

Of course the don't, they're idiots.

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The camera focuses in on Doc.

Right! The second coming of Team . You would think, at the very least, Scully would know better, but he's just as bad as some of the other "ones" around here if you catch my drift. Keep coming back for more, my friend. Go ahead. Your one-time failed partner, Robbie Bourbon was trying the same thing in this stupid little tournament, but again, he failed miserably. Go home, Robbie Bourbon. Go back to your lair and talk more strategy with your team of misfits.

You see, Robbie Bourbon and Scully were there the night I first won the XWF Tag Team Titles. It was a fall Wednesday night, September 28th, 2016, where they were BEATEN by Doctor Satan!. See, that was at the end of a silly little waste of MY time tournament. Robbie was champ after finding the titles in the garbage and since he ran into the same trouble I eventually did, he HAD to find a partner. I think I have better friends than he does, which is WHY I am still champion today. It's also why Theo and I are walking out of Wembley with the titles. It's why the titles are never leaving our possession. The walls around this FINE federation could fall to the ground and people will forever know and remember the KINGS™. Not just as your XWF Tag Team Champions. Not just the ones to take down the Evil Owners from Past and Present™, but as a consistent, driving force that, without a shadow of a doubt, cannot be reckoned with. Even if some days, weeks, months, or years it seems un-so, I assure you, we ARE forever. Guys like Guppy and Scully? They're not. Batman is, but that's only because of guy's like Guppy and Scully to put on the suit and fight whatever demons they have that episode.

I don't agree with Mister Loverboy very often, but I'll have to agree with him in being disappointed at the result of this tournament. Now his reasoning for being disappointed varies mine a bit, and backs up what I was accusing him of in his living room that fateful night, but I can't help but feel a bit robbed once again on what once again in what will be a challenge less taxing than taking a morning crap. I have one of the longest reigns as Tag Team Champion in history and it's all going down in vein because of THIS. A title reign that's tickling the year mark and what do I have to show for it? Two defenses over AX3 with the KINGS™ and a couple more earlier than that. It's sad that there isn't a pair of selfish pricks that could put their own agendas aside for a week and try their best against the best. Defenses are forced on unwilling challengers just to make our reign justified. It's not just sad, it's sick. It's disgusting. It leads to tournaments with unlikely duos or duos that have no business IN the business or even be allowed outside their facilities for that matter. It leads to a three month wait for nothing. All of this because no one will step forth and challenges the KINGS™. Before you try to spoon feed me back my words, I know all of you stepped up in the tournament. I get that. Why didn't we see the Power Couple prior to that though? Or Team ? Robbie Bourbon made an attempt to get under the KINGS'™ skin once, but after the tournament was already underway. That, and I haven't seen Beared War Pig since. Instead, he used a bullpen to get the the final match and LOOOOOOOST.

After all of this nonsense we're going to be right back where we started. Theo and I will defeat Guppy and Scully with MUCH ease and after they've won a tournament with the rest of the tag teams in the XWF... It'd would HARDLY be worth our time to back track and defend against any of them. We can't even look next in line because there is no line.

Just like when Guppy wears his Batman get-up and has little Robin next to him, it's up to them to save the world. It's up to them to save the Tag Team Division from the KINGS™.

Or is it up to the KINGS™ to keep the Tag Team Titles safe from anyone not worth them? Could you imagine if Jim Caedus or Micheal Graves.... Trax... Chris Chaos... Could you image if AX3 ever had the titles? I'm sure you could because they had most of them at one point. Now they don't exist. Maybe the Tag belts were the missing piece of the puzzle that could have held them together. So, when you think about it, the KINGS™ most definitely saved the XWF from AX3 by defending the titles not once, but twice against them. We'll do the same at KOTR when the titles are threatened again by MORE .

I'd be lying if I said many have tried in the past, because they haven't. Try if you wish Mister Guppy and Scully, but you will look like fools.

The door to the office opens up and Cadryn Tiberius piles in with bags and boxes full of stuff. He stumbles in and kicks the door shut behind him.

HEY DAWK!!!

[theo]Speaking of fools.

He stiff legs it over to a table and throws all of the stuff down on it. Doc walks over to the table where Cadryn's eyes light up as he holds out his hand for handshake. Doc looks through him towards the stuff on the table and begins digging through it. He pulls out a bag of balloons, streamers, party hats, paper plates, a pinata...

What the shit is all of this?! Not having a party, Theo?

Theo looks over and sees all of the crap Cadryn brought with him.

Cadryn, what the fuck?!

Cadryn looks back and forth from Doc to Theo several times.

What? You said get party supplies.

Theo smacks his head and Doc laughs out loud.

Construction Site Downtown Later that day...

A construction crew is working on site of a new building being structured in an empty lot downtown. The trucks and equipment have the same logo on the side with Theo Pryce's name plastered on it. "Theo Pryce Inc."

Everyone seems to be working diligently at whatever task they were assigned except for one erratic fork lift driver. He zooms back and forth doing donuts in a still open part of the lot. The foreman, assuming so because he's the only one wearing a white hard hat opposed to yellow and is dressed nice carrying a clipboard, walks with two other larger men towards it. With a closer you look you can see it's John Madison driving the forklift. He sees the foreman approaching him and yelling for him to stop and go over there. He stops doing his donuts, they were making him kind of dizzy anyway, and drives over to the irate foreman.

"Hey, buddy! What the fuck do you think you're doing?!"

Testing out the equipment, I'm Theo Pryce.

Madison pulls his wallet out and Theo Pryce's driver's license to show it.

"I don't care who you are! You're not authorized to be in here at all and you're defniitely not authorized to run mobile equipment on an active site! Get the fuck off my loader!"

Maddy sighs and jumps off.

"I could have you fucking arrested buddy. What the fuck is the matter with you? Did you momma drop you on your head when you were a baby? What kind of fucking moron...."

The two men and the foreman escort Maddy off site and lock the gate behind them. Maddy kicks a few stones along the sidewalk and almost runs into Doc D'Ville.

Mister Madison!

Hi Doc!

The two of them do the super secret KINGS™ handshake™ and walks together down the street.

Mister Maddy, I've been meaning to talk to you.

About bears?

Not quite.

Bear awareness is important.

I'm aware, I'm aware.

Doc pulls a cigar from his inside pocket and hands one to Madison, who accepts.

There's a lot happening at and after the pay-per-view. I just want to make sure you're caught up.

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- End Credits - Theo Pryce Cadryn Tiberius Vincent Lane Roxy Cotton John Madison Special Appearances by: Joe Pesci - Foreman And Doctor Louis D'Ville