Barney Green is shown sitting on the driver’s side of his parked trash collection truck. He’s parked off a beaten path underneath the shade of large oak trees. Barney opens the door before hopping out of the truck where he removes his green vest that sits on top of his coveralls.


Barney Green- “What a day…”


Barney tosses his vest into the garbage truck before stretching his arms high above his head as he lets out a massive yawn before looking towards the camera as he starts to state.


Barney Green- “ I still can’t believe what a rollercoaster ride I’ve been on over the last eight weeks…”


Barney reaches up and into the cab of his truck where he pulls out a six-pack of White Claw. Barney pops the top of a can as he then gulps the can.


Barney Green- “ What a day of work this turned out to be. People calling out and leaving me left to pick up the slack thanks to the Christmas holiday.”


Barney lets out a deep breath.


Barney Green- “Nothing tastes better than a white claw after a long day… and with High Stakes, in the rearview, I’d like to think that while I might not have won I earned a little bit of respect from everyone involved in the Battle Royale; to be able to hang in there with guys like Thaddeus Duke and Chris Page is more than a win in my book.”


Barney holds up his White Claw.


Barney Green- “ Here's to us, XWF. ”


He takes another drink before lowering the can as he swallows.


Barney Green- “ But I can’t rest on being “good”… I have to evolve myself into being something great. Since I have been involved with the XWF I’ve been constantly been glossed over or looked at as a non-threat. Just look at how Savannah and Liam tried to jump all over me when the card for the final Warfare of the year was in the process of being put together. They both assumed that they would be able to bully me because in their eyes I’m weak, or I’m an easy victory.”


Barney casually shakes his head from side to side as the mere thoughts of constantly being looked past dance through his head which bring a serious expression across his face.


Barney Green- “I’m sick of being looked at as a joke, I’ve grown tired of guys and girls thinking that they are superior to me just because I might not be that Main Event player that people mistake me for not being. Need I remind everyone that I am not only a former XWF World Heavyweight Champion but I am a multiple-time champion within the ranks of this federation, I’m also the guy that is partially responsible for there even being an XWF for everyone to compete in today. I got a little bit of that respect back and now I’m going to take the rest of it as well.”


Barney finishes off his White Claw before crushing the can against his forehead.


Barney Green- “ I thought long and hard about how I am going to go about taking the respect that I deserve and I’ve come to the realization that to get what I want I’m going to have to put in that much more work to end my career as I want. My appearance at High Stakes has only fueled my passion to strive to reach the top one more time, and it starts with Warfare. I’m prepared to take Savannah and Liam on by myself if it means that I can take one more step forward to attaining the goal that I’ve set for myself. I might take a beating, I might take a loss in the process but it’s not going to be because I’m gutless or heartless.”


Barney tosses his crushed can into the floorboard of his garbage truck before taking out another White Claw. He walks around to the front of the truck before looking up towards the heavens above as he starts to speak.


Barney Green- “ It’s times like these that I wish you were still here, Foley. You always knew the right things to say in moments like this.


Foley Anderson was the longtime mentor of Barney Green who tragically passed away many years ago. He was the cornerstone that molded Barney into the man he’s become while taking a vested interest in a guy that nobody expected anything to come from and turned him into a superstar of today.


Barney Green- “Sure could use some of your guidance now to help me get through the next hurdle that awaits for me.”


Lowering his head Barney cracks the top on his second White Claw.


Barney Green- “I’ve never forgotten the lessons that you taught me, and it pains me every day that you’re gone. At least you got to see me achieve victory and become World Champion before you left this earth and went to the next stage of life.”


Barney is shown starting to tear up at the thought of his mentor when suddenly he hears calling out from behind him.


“ I didn’t teach you to be a sappy bastard!”


Shockingly Barney turns around towards one of the large oak trees where he sees…








Barney Green- “FOLEY!”


Still in complete shock as he stares at his mentor.


” Pick your jaw up off the ground son, I’m just your guardian angel.”


A dejected Barney Green walks forward towards Foley.


Barney Green-“
I miss you, man.”


Barney takes a drink of his White Claw.


” I know you do and I miss you too… but it’s not time for you to give up. You’re on the verge of breaking out to a completely different level. You’ve garnered the support of millions of people around the world that believe in you… at times you are your own worst enemy. The Green Machine never died, it’s always been within you and takes someone special to bring it out of you.”


Foley places his hands on his hips as he looks over at Barney.


” Goddamn kid, you’ve lost some weight.”


A sly smirk graces the face of Barney as he throws a thumbs up with his free hand while gleefully spouting out.


Barney Green- “Yep!”


Lowering his hand Barney asks.


Barney Green- “I’m not sure what to do here, Foley. It’s like I’m at a crossroads with this Liam, Savannah situation. Part of me just wants to take them on and let the cards fall where they may but I know that if I do that then I’m going to be opening myself up to being taken advantage of. What should I do?”


Foley’s hands drop from his waist to his side.


” First thing… lay off the White Claw, shit’s nasty. Second thing… I wouldn’t be much of a guardian angel if I didn’t have a plan in motion, would I?”


Foley walks over to Barney where he wraps his arm around the broad shoulders of Big Barn.


” You’re not going into this alone. I made some phone calls, pulled some strings, and have you somebody that’s going to whip you back into wrestling shape; he’s going to take you under his wing and he’s going to show you the path to take. I’ll be the first to admit that it’s going to be trying and it’s going to be a difficult road for you but you’re going to come out way better than you are going in.”


Barney Green- “Who?”


” What time is it?”


Barney pulls out his phone with his free hand taking notice of the time.


Barney Green- “ Three-thirty.”


” At any moment you’re going to see a black limo pull up… when it does, get inside. It’s inside that you’re going to find all the answers that you’ve ever been looking for.”


Foley suddenly starts to evaporate into thin air which catches Barney by surprise as he calls out for his mentor.


Barney Green- “Foley! Foley come back!”


It’s too late.


Foley is gone.


Barney takes another swallow of his white claw before his attention diverts up the street where pulling down this isolated stretch… a black stretch limousine. Barney can see as the limo starts to get closer than the windows are blacked out with a dark tint.

The closer the limo gets the bigger the butterflies begin to grow inside the stomach of Barney. The limo finally pulls to a stop just before Barney’s work truck. Barney stands and looks at the limo before he shrugs his shoulder and turns up the White Claw until it’s gone before hurling the can in the back of the truck.

He walks to the backdoor of the limo and opens it up allowing himself to get into the limo where the door closes behind him. We fade inside the limo itself where Barney has an extremely confused look on his face as he stares across at…









Barney Green- “What the hell is going on here?”


Barney sits across from “Chronic” Chris Page who sits in equal befuddlement as Chris finally answers.


” So uh, funny story…”


Chris states.


” I got a phone call from some guy named Foley Anderson… he told me that I had some sort of “moral” obligation to show up at this location at this time; something about Tristan Slater urinating on a casket? He said that since Slater’s not around anymore that I owed it to him to help out a friend of his.”


Chris stops as he looks at Barney and asks.


” Any of this ring a bell?


Barney Green- “ More than you’ll ever know.”


” At least it is for one of us. Long story short I was compelled to see what who he was talking about and shocked to see that you’re sitting across from me here and now.”


Chris pauses before he continues.


” He told me that I was to help you find yourself and get you on the right track.”


Barney Green- “That sounds like Foley.”


” So it looks like you and I are about to go to war on Warfare, brother.”


Barney Green- “I can’t think of a better person to stand in the trenches with.”


” First things first Barney… we got to get you in a ring. Time for the master to show you a few tricks.”



To Be Continued.



I don't even know what's going on or if this is just some weird fever dream I am having right now. Either that white claw was spiked with something or I just saw a ghost. I go from being considered a joke now to having people being genuinely shocked that I could rise to the level I did. I May not have won the match but that's okay. I Got Star Of The Month. One thing people forget about me is I have been around for so long that they tend to write me off but that's okay for now. Looks like I got a new set of eyes on me after that performance.

I admit I didn't get noticed because of my fancy technical prowess in the ring but because of my ultra-violent style. The human body is amazing in that sense. Frail yet very durable when it comes to withstanding trauma that isn't normal. I still feel the aches and pains running through my right knee on a daily, at times so painful most people wouldn’t get out of bed. Looking at who I am teaming with. Am I truly worthy of teaming with a true veteran on his craft? Never met a 50-year old that could hit as hard as he does. Those punches hurt a lot. He's not wearing boxing gloves so he isn't hiding bricks which could fool me with some of those shots.

I have an unnaturally high pain tolerance and even I felt it. The fact I am teaming with Page of all people was a shock. Two different styles we bring to the table. He is the better wrestler by far and I am not gonna lie and say I am a great wrestler. I am not but I know how to throw a few hammers of my own. Every move I do, I have perfected and learned from some of the best wrestlers the XWF has ever had. From James Raven to Centurion to Jim Caedus. The list goes on of who I have faced.

Now turning my attention to my opponents. Liam Roberts. I heard you run your jaw awhile back saying that fans wanted the old fatter version of me back. You are looking at a man with nothing to lose and knowing his career is coming to an end. A guy who has no problem breaking out the weapons if needed. You are gonna get a Green Awakening. Daddy may not be able to use his weapons for this match but that's alright. I can still wrestle a normal match and still wreck your face.

Savannah Knightly. Our paths cross. You are just merely a victim in all this and I do feel a little bad for what might come your way. You are pretty, I'll give you that but once that bell rings, it becomes strictly business for the Daddy Of Violence to make his impact. A couple of quick moves of my own should end it fast. I may not be a high flier or technical wizard but I got the Green Dream ready to throw out anytime I need it. The first move I ever learned in this business, Simple yet effective. Don't need to do all that fancy stuff to make it work. One of the few submission moves I am very proficient at. Been using it for years. Most people tap right away when it comes down to it.

Heaven knows by now, I am not gonna fly off the top rope much hence why they get so shocked when I do it. Never needed that stuff. Against all odds, I have managed to carve out a name for myself in a business where you have to look or wrestle a certain way. I never hid anything about myself and most people learned that right away. So many people tried to test me back in the day to see if I would break yet here I am. Seemingly having the run of my life many years later. Should call this team Chronic Pain because you got perhaps one of the hardest working wrestlers still in this business who can still go in the ring and then you got me who is the wildcard and unpredictable with what I may do during a match.

I'm willing to withstand a ton of pain to make you suffer as well. There is no going back for what I have put my body through. I know within the next few years, that right knee of mine is gonna need to be replaced so why stop now? What can you possibly take from me? I already lost my right eye in battle. Can barely walk some days but once that bell rings, the pain fades away. That's a scary sign when you look and see a man willing to die and sacrifice everything for one last shot.

I have a stable enough job outside of the business but that doesn't matter to me. The fans mean more to me. Be ready because Daddy is ready to crack some skulls open. Be ready, Liam and Savannah. This isn't gonna be an easy match like you thought. You probably laughed when you saw I was Page's partner but I can hold my own more than people realize. This is a dance that isn't gonna be pretty.

Chronic Pain is going to come rolling into Warfare with only one goal.

Winning.

At your expense.