Respect

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The camera fades in to the Locker Room of Mastermind as he prepares for his Parking Lot Brawl with Ruben A. Mitchell. It finds him sitting in the middle of the floor, cross legged concentrating. His eyes are closed.

"All roads lead to here, all roads lead to tonight, all roads lead to the Park Lot out the back where I will face the newbie Ruben A. Mitchell.

"All week I have been speaking about Respect. Why? Because Mitchell does not respect anyone, including the opposite sex. Why do I bang on about that when all I have to talk about is Brawling and Parking Lots? Because I was brought up to respect the opposite sex.

"Now I know the Xtreme Wrestling Federation sometimes places us in matches with females, but that's just the rules of the federation, and those women can stand up for themselves but I also still respect them."

Mastermind opens his eyes. Uncrosses his legs, and stands up.

"Ruben A. Mitchell, you disgust me. There's not many people in the XWF who do that, but you, you are a different kettle of fish all together. You need to learn humility, you need to learn respect, and you to learn your place. Your anger towards people is telling, you're anger against the world is telling, and most of all you're anger against women is very telling.

"You don't give a flying cahoots about anyone, heck I don't even think you give a flying cahoots about yourself. Well you know what Ruben, I'm almost done talking. It's almost time for action. No words will get in my way. You, me, the Parking Lot is all I care about, and pretty soon that's going to happen."

Mastermind walked over to a chair, grabbed it and threw it against a wall, and it smashed into pieces. He could feel his anger brewing deep down inside, he could also feel his past wanting to explode back into life again, and for his own reasoning, he was mulling over that decision.

Suddenly he grabs a chair and up turns it. He looks back at the camera.

"Ruben A. Mitchell you think you can get away from your past here in the XWF? You think you can carry on where you left off and destroy people? You think you can walk into XWF and just do whatever the hell you dam well want? The XWF has a habit of sorting people out who have chips on their shoulders. I for one will make god dame sure, that you pay for your past crimes. Your dammed if you do and your dammed if you don't. I will be the one to make you suffer, and it will be your damnation."

Suddenly Mastermind grabs his head, and sinks to his knees, as though he is in pain, but he is realizing, with every passing minute, the more angry he gets, the more his past self is coming back. This time he doesn't fight it. He gives in, and the camera shows a small change in Mastermind's facial features. He goes from a youthful face to an angry old sneering face. He drops his arms and looks down at the floor. He then speaks. But he sounds different. A deeper voice.

"Ruben A. Mitchell is it? The self processed hater of women, the self processed hater of others, the self processed anger towards authority, and anyone who stands in his way."

Mastermind lifts his head to the camera.

"Tonight in a Parking Lot Brawl, I am you judge, I am your jury, and I am your enforcer and executioner. It's time to stand up and face your past. You may continue after tonight, but not before I lay down your judgement. The time for words is almost over."

Mastermind stands up and starts laughing an evil laugh. The camera fades out.