As the scene fades into view the camera pans out into a wide shot of what appears to be the outside of Michael's home.... Michael's navy blue 2016 Ford F-150 can be seen parked in the driveway and beside it, a brand new Harley Davidson Heritage Soft-tail shining in the sun. Off to the right there is a swing set and several toys scattered about the grass as some of his children are playing with the pit bull puppy that belongs to the family, and the rest are swinging happily on the swings. The camera zooms closer to the door and the cameraman knocks loudly on the door, soon after Michael's wife is standing in the doorway greeting their guest.


Cameraman: Hi! You must be Michael's wife?

Michael's Wife: Yes, my name is LeAnna! You must be here for Michael? Follow me, I'll take you into the study. But, I have to warn you, Michael likes it pretty dark in his study.. there's little light in there. Is that okay?

Cameraman: Yeah, that should be fine. This is his introduction promo to the XWF to allow the fans know who he is.

The Cameraman follows LeAnna through their house. LeAnna tours the cameraman through their house, showing him around as they make their way towards the study. Pictures of the family adorn the walls of the halls. They pass a living room, several bulldogs pass by them in the hall, and another living room is seen to the left. LeAnna explains that the one they had just passed is just for show and no one really goes in there. At the end of the hall is a showcase in the wall, lined with Michael's greatest achievements. Numerous awards and pictures of Michael with other well-known wrestlers are on display in the showcase. A large, extravagant kitchen is at the end of the hall and to the left of them as LeAnna leads him further into their home. The Cameraman couldn't help but admire the bar and the elegance of the marble floored room. Finally they reach a room past the kitchen, LeAnna explains that this is his study before she knocks on the door. As they stand at the door, sounds of the Misfits are coming through the walls of the study where Michael is at. She knocks louder so he can hear her.



LeAnna: MICHAEL! The film crew is here. They're needing you to shoot some segments for them!

The Cameraman and LeAnna stand, waiting, for a short moment before the music fades lower and the door slowly opens. Michael appears in the doorway, the camera engulfing his presence. He's wearing blue jeans, steel-toed Wolverine boots, and a black, cut off, Slipknot shirt. His hair is tied back into a ponytail.

Michael: Sorry about that guys, just doing some thinking. My dude, won't you come on in? We can get started. Thank you, LeAnna, for letting me know they're here. Why don't you go to the kitchen, honey, and get us some drinks ready? Sir, what would you like?

Michael slowly turns his head to the Cameraman, waiting for his response.


Cameraman: Scotch on the rocks should be fine.

As the Cameraman was telling his drink order to LeAnna, she takes both their requests and disappears into the kitchen for their drinks. As she walks away, Michael slowly closes the door behind her.

Cameraman: Alright, Mike, the only thing we're gonna do is shoot a couple segments. Introduce you to the XWF fans and show 'em what you're all about. But I'm pretty sure you know the drill already, so I won't explain much to you.

As the Cameraman was speaking to Mike, they both took their seats, across from each other. Michael slowly stands, turning on the light to show a better glimpse of his study. Michael slowly sits behind his desk, in a large office chair.

Michael: Yeah, that's fine. This isn't my first rodeo.

Cameraman: Okay, I'll be sitting in the chair across from you. You can start out however you want, just let me know when you're ready.

As the cameraman was speaking, Michael slowly prepared himself while the camera was getting set up. Michael sitting in his office chair, turns around with the back of the chair facing the cameraman, and Michael facing the giant bay window in the study.


Cameraman: Okay, Mike. You ready?

Michael: Ready when you are.

As the cameraman slowly picks up the camera and places it on his right shoulder, he turns on the camera.

Cameraman: Okay Michael, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1..

Finally, the camera is on and a shot of the inside of Michael's study is seen. The camera turns to the chair, facing the bay window.

Michael: I received a call from the XWF president telling me that he was looking for the best talent from around the world. As the camera panned in on the chair, we hear Michael give a slight chuckle as he talks. So, I tell the president. "Wow, I feel very privileged that you chose me and consider me that good and talented. To get that type of recognition is an honor coming from someone such as you (The president of XWF), I didn't have that growing up. I'm not used to getting that type of positive support and inspiration. Hell, even me being married, my wife brags on me, always giving me positive feedback. She's my biggest fan, but I still question her words of encouragement."


As Michael was talking there was a knock at the door. Slowly the chair turns around, revealing a glimpse of Mike. Dreaded hair tied back, cut off slipknot shirt on his torso, and a smirk on his face. Michael gets up from the chair and head to the door, once he opens it LeAnna is on the other side. She's holding a tray of drinks for them.

Michael: That must be our drinks? Thanks, LeAnna. I appreciate that baby, I love you!

As Michael grabs the tray from LeAnna, he holds the tray in one hand and his other hand remains on the doorknob. He leans in to LeAnna, kissing her slowly as he shuts the door. As Michael closes the door, we hear him tell her that he loves her, and she tells him the same, warning him not to go overboard. She assures him that everything will be alright and he will do great. Michael shakes his head, and turns to face the camera. He grabs one of the drinks and hands it to the cameraman, taking the other for himself and placing the tray on a nearby bookshelf. He walks back to the chair and sits down, sipping his drink before placing it on the desk.

Michael: That's good scotch, isn't it? It's aged 75 years. I only get the best. The cameraman's arm extends from behind the camera and he gets a shot of him giving a thumbs up to Michael on the film. Don't get too used to that. I'm not so friendly to everybody. Trust is a rare thing in this world, most people have forgotten that. They take it for granted. There's no such thing as relationships anymore. Everyone wants to jump to the sex and not get to know the person they're hooking up with. No trust is built between them. There's no such thing as ladies and gentlemen anymore. Growing up I never really had anyone. I had a drug induced mother and a biker for a father. I raised myself, My father's sister somewhat being there for me. She was all I really had growing up, if anyone. I could go to her and vent. Tell her about my day, she'd tell me everything will be okay. As I would go to her house, that was the first time I got introduced to my very first rush. I was introduced to professional wrestling there. My first addiction.

The camera pans off from Michael, taking in the pictures on the wall. It focused on one, a child version of Michael and his aunt, Rita. As the camera takes in the picture, it moves back to Mike, who's grabbing his drink for a sip and leans back in his chair.

Michael: Michael slowly crosses his arms over his legs as he begins to speak once again. My aunt taught me real things. She was always real to me. She told me materialistic things are what ruined the world. People have lost their values and morals, they only want things that are popular trends of the moment. They would go to any length to grab them, no matter what. They feel that having the most expensive things, the newest of new, is what makes you someone in the world of today's society. When I would go back home to my mother and father from her house, I wouldn't seek the attention I needed from them. I put up a wall and a grudge built more and more inside of me for them that i would carry over into my wrestling career in the eariler days as i first broke into the business. I watched them lose themselves in their own lives. I would wait for them to communicate with me, but they never would. As I was there, I couldn't vent to them. My mother was too high on her, or someone else's, medication. My father was always on the road, being part of The Outlaws. The only venting release I had at their home was the television, and wrestling. Which I watched as much as I possibly could. Later in life, as life goes, I lost my aunt. She passed away and a part of me passed away with her. I had no one I could go to anymore. All I had was professional wrestling. That's all I wanted to do. I didn't want to be a cop, a firefighter, hell, not even the President of the United States.

Michael turns to face the bay window once again as he's telling his story.

Michael: What appealed to me most was professional wrestling. Now, don't get me wrong. Like everybody, I watched WWF, but that was more of a comic book, cartooned type of wrestling. I still knew the big wrestlers on their scene..but before my aunt passed away she introduced me to something that would change my life forever!!!!...Going to her house on the weekends as I would when i was a kid, myself and her would turn the big screen t.v on that she had and began to watch "Jim Crockett Promotions the N.W.A" everything from how the arenas looked and how the wrestlers would carry themselves intrigued me to the fullest!!!

as the cameraman remains to shoot the back of Michael's chair we see the chair turn around and mike extends his arms placing them onto to his desk as he leans in as the camera does a wide shot of him behind the desk


Michael: As each wrestler got their respectful shots at whatever title they were going for, the feuds that I got a chance to witness was on another level to me as i watched on the t.v. and a lot better than WWF!!!!....From the opening match all the way to the main event each match was built to mean something very special!!!!!....These special moments I shared with my beloved aunt as we watched what she called real wrestling.. just seeing the sparkle in her eyes and hearing the yells as her favorite wrestler would lose or win made me realize at a young age that's what I wanted to do. As a teenager i had gotten a lump some of money my aunt had set up for me when I was young, for me to enjoy at the appropriate age to enjoy that much money. As I ventured out into the world after I had gotten out of wrestling school, I would notice narcissistic people that only cared about themselves, they only wanted to have things done for them but not do onto others. I began to have a hatred start to grow inside me that when I would wrestle I would take out my rage on my opponent!Over theses figures of the world that i would come to encounter.... Slowly we see Mike tilt his head to the right and get an evil smile on his face Ya see, my aunt would tell me she would say, "Michael in life if you want things, you gotta reach out and take whatever it is you want. Because it's not gonna be handed to you son!. She'd tell me also that being a good guy doesn't always work out the way its suppose to go!...I have so much built up frustration inside of me that I gotta take it out on someone, somebody.....Now im not trying to be a hero and come save the XWF from whatever??...But im something of a monster and im going to just take the things i want to take.....

Michael remains talking, and the camera pans out into another wide view as we see Michael get up from his chair and walks over to the bay window. Michael then places both arms behind his back as they laid crossed over one another with his hands clinched together.


Michael: Wanting to prove ones self is a very big deal in life its some what of a right of passage if you will for a boy to venture out on his own so he can become a man. It happens everyday, so to prove myself, there's only one place to do so, The XWF. The only place where only nothing but the best wrestlers go to prove that they are the best in this business. But as I've noticed over the years and my experience traveling the world, I've seen a lot of the "top" stars get lost in the materialism of the things they would gain as their pockets grew. They lost their drive, their will. Almost like one of my favorite movies, Rocky 3. I'm sure all you fans at home like movies, right? Michael faces the camera, using a hand gesture to indicate the word "right" in his sentence, a smirk appearing on his face The reason Rocky 3 was my favorite movie, we see Rocky lose his ambition and focus on what meant them most to him, the world title. As the movie continued we'd see his manager have hand-picked fights lined up for him with opponents that were sure to lose against the BIG AND POWERFUL ROCKY. Then we would be introduced to one of the greatest antagonists, or villains rather, that Rocky would ever have. Clubber Lang. Clubber Lang had that drive, that hunger, that Rocky lost to be quite honest here clubber lang was a straight beast that rocky was once before. Ultimately, Clubber Lang went on to show the mighty Rocky that he can be beaten, he was only a man. He was not invincible as he had perceived once before.

Michael turns from the bay window and walks over, sitting upon his desk as he continues to talk

Michael: See, I can relate myself to Clubber Lang, a lot. I see myself as the Clubber Lang of professional wrestling THE BEAST THAT HAS ALL THE DRIVE ALL THE DETERMINATION to be sucessful in sport of professional wrestling today, but most of all i have the heart thats to big for most to carry and the set of balls that few wished they had...!! With all the materialistic things I own, they mean nothing to me. They are just that, materialistic items hell if it wasnt for me being married and having kids none of these things would be here that we sit inside of i do it for them for my kids first of all and my loving wife. As I've captured title after title, match after match, all over the world.. one thing I never lost was the drive and will to dominate each opponent. One right after the other. But there's one difference between Clubber Lang and myself. As Clubber gave Rocky a rematch, he lost his focus and underestimated Rocky. Rocky regained his world title thats where we differ i will never ever understimate no man at any given time . Ya see, fans of the XWF, as I make my awaited debut to Wednesday Warfare, I'm going to prove to each and every opponent that steps in my path inside the squared circle, I am nothing to play with and please by all means dont ever let these looks fool ya because you might get a surprise! To me there's no such thing as a hero. I consider myself a monster! And I'm going to take what I want. When I want. How I want and theres no man that will stand in my way of doing so! Soon, everybody will see the new breed of what todays professional wrestlers are supposed to be. So in closing, folks, no matter what, whatever match it may be. I will go to any length to get the job done! You know, it's funny, I can remember as a kid I got introduced to the Philadelphia Bingo Hall and what was introduced as ECW, there were so many wrestlers I could relate to. But one in particular I was fascinated with, from his promos to the many matches he was put in he massacred who ever stood across from him... He was one of the many reasons why I entered this sport as I did this mans name was TAZ "the human suplex machine". And as he would say at the end of each and every promo he would say this very saying im about to utter for you now, I'm say to you, "Beat me if you can, survive if I let you!" See you soon!





The scene slowly fades to black as we see Mike walk behind his desk and sit down, finishing his drink.