The scene opens up on Liberty Island, New York.


It is slightly overcast day and there is a small group of tourists stood looking up and the giant lady listing to their tour guide filling their minds with every piece of information there is to know about the Statue that has been stood in this same spot since 1886 when it was given as a gift to the United States from the French. It is an icon of Freedom. Workmen still take up most of the islands occupants still working hard at fixing any issues caused by Hurricane Sandy which hit October of last year. The island is only now letting in small groups of tourists, or should we say VIPS.

The camera continues around the statue until it comes across another small group of tourists. They seem to be distracted away from the statue as there is a camera crew stood very close filming XWF professional wrestler Chris Macbeth who is stood with his backs to the railings looking intently into the camera with the New York skyline behind him.

What a joke the XWF officials really are. Screwed over again because the official failed to spot,

The Dozen Ninjas constantly attacking me throughout the match...

The Fat headed Beef Cake, Ultra trying to get involved...

Finally, the stupidly obvious distraction techniques from them 2 chicks with dicks and the dumb ass clown.

But never mind I think I showed enough in that match against all the odds to prove myself again. Did you notice how I didn’t even mention Miss Jackson who I was actually supposed to be against. I didn’t mention him because all he did was hiding on the outside of the ring like a little bitch while all of the previously mentioned tried to do the job for him. Ok so eventually they all got the better of me id admit that but one thing is for sure all of them Ninjas will think twice again and as for Ultra I’m sure you all saw what I did to his arm when I snapped it in two causing him to cry in pain.

Honestly there were actual tears, I saw them. In fact I think it was the puddle these tears left on the mat that caused me to slip and accidently get beat. Anyway this is all now in the past and we must look to the future.

That future being a match up that Wally set up for 2 weeks time against some punk called A.J Powell. Well Powell I showed you on Wednesday what is in store for you with that little chair shot to your skull and like I said you better be ready for 2 weeks time.

Speaking of chair shots to the skull I have noticed that this week at Ultimate Wednesday Warfare I have been put in a little match up against Luca Arzegotti for the X-Treme Championship. I must admit when I was told I did think it was a wind up. I mean week after week Wally has put me in poor matches like he doesn’t know what’s good for his own show. Well finally it seems the penny has dropped with him and he has decided to put on a real show, a entertaining show. For once the loyal Wednesday Warfare fans will be entertained. They will be able to stand on their seats and cheer and hola as Luca attempts to defend his title v a worthy opponent.

I must say my congratulations to Luca though as it was a great achievement winning the X-Treme Title at Gauntlet City. Unfortunately for him though he now already has to defend this title against me in the Octagon on Warfare. The unfortunate factor for Luca is that the Octagon is my domain, my speciality and my world and I am confident enough to truly believe that in these conditions with it being a real knockout or submission hold to win match that there is nobody and on the XWF roster that can beat me. I truly mean nobody. As I have previously mentioned that last week on Warfare I snapped the arm of the big blubbering idiot Ultra. Now it is your turn Luca.

Now I know this is obviously for that strap you currently hold so this is obviously a X-Treme Rules match. So I am guessing this may not necessarily stay in the Octagon. Don’t you worry though Luca my old chum because I know I can handle that side of the game hell I may even bring my trusty steel chair along with me once I have straightened it out again. A.J Powell’s skull really did make a mess of it bless him.

I do have a feeling though. A feeling that this maybe the most one sided “UN X-TREME” X-TREME TITLE match in the history of the XWF. I mean were going to be locked in a cage to start the match off just me and you one on one. By the time you realize that you better get out of there and get yourself some weapons the match will be over when I have you on the mat crying your little eyes out in pain tapping the ground franticly hoping I will break the hold and your torture will be over.

Let’s just hope I notice the tapping, sometimes I miss things and people end up like wobbly arm Ultra did last week.

Yes Luca enjoy your time as champion while you have it because next week there can only be one winner and X-Treme Rules or not that winner will be me.

Somebody once said that New York is and I quote A S#it tip. I don’t agree I like it here so I will go with this other quote from some singer or something. They said that New York was a Concrete Jungle where Dreams are made of.

Well my dream is and has been for some time now to be successful here in the XWF. Now this Wednesday Night here in the dream maker of a city New York I have my chance. Luca you better bring your top game because it seems that the planets are aligning and all that bollocks and everything is falling into place for a new X-Treme Champion to be crowned.

Macbeth walks away from the camera crew and past the group of tourist who had been watching what Macbeth had to say signing a few autographs before continuing on. A few drops of rain began to fall around him as he walked towards the ferry he was taking back to Manhattan. The rain falls heavier as a full blown storm seems to be edging closer so Macbeth takes makes a quick change of direction and heads into the statue.

Sometime later.

Looking out of the statues crown the storm has cleared and the Manhattan skyline can be seen in clear view. The skyline had not been the same since the terrible events that took place all them years ago. It's hard to believe that Macbeth had never been to New York prior to 9/11 so he was never to experience the magnificent site of the two giant towers standing tall above the rest of the famous skyline.

A Liberty Island worker approaches with a big smile on her face. Macbeth had noticed her when he got out the elevator. She was stood talking to another man who seemed to be getting a little heated. There was definitely an argument going on between so Macbeth ignored them and walked the other way. Bit why is she walking over to him now?


"Your Chris Macbeth" she asks.

I know I am, who are you.

"My name is Faith, I have seen your work. I am impressed."

Thanks

Macbeth turns to look out the window and Faith does the same.

"I'm a wrestler as well you know"

no I didn't know, I just met you.

"Are you always this cocky and arrogant?"

Yes I am

Faith leans in a little closer to Macbeth and whispers in his ear.

"Well, your shouldn't always be that arrogant because one day it may come back to bite ya"

Macbeth finally diverts his eyes from looking out of the window.

I'll look forward to it.

Faith smiles and turns and walks away from Macbeth leaving him a little confused about what just happened.

What was that all about?

Macbeths phone rings and he answers it as he makes his way back down the many steps to the bottom of the statue.

Yeah, I'm on my way now.

Macbeth puts his phone back into his jean pocket thinking about why the sudden need for a band meeting today. There were no plans for the band to get together this week. No doubt there going to get back on at me about taking to much of my time focusing on wrestling. Well the fact I have a title shot this week shows that it had all been worth it.

Macbeth steps off the elevator at the ground floor and walks out into the open air. There is only a small group of people left on the island stood waiting to get on the ferry. The workers were rushing around doing there thing before they could head home to there families.

Sitting down on the ferry Macbeth's stomach turns slightly as he feels the waves underneath him rocking the boat up and down and side to side. There is a constant banging going on as the ferry hits the dock with every rock. Macbeth looks out onto the island and see's the mysterious woman he met earlier. She leaning against the a wall on her own only looking over once.

She didn't spot Macbeth staring back at her, well at least she didn't let on that she did. She just started walking back towards the statue entrance. Macbeth kicks his brain into gear as he tries to remember her name and workout if it was someone he had net before and forgot or who knows. Her name was Faith he thinks to himself as the ferry sets sail away from the island.

What did she mean by my arrogant's might come back to bite me?

Macbeth continues think about the young lady as the ferry turns leaving the Statue of Liberty behind.