Unintimidated (Cole vs. Judge)

[The Judge]

The scene opens up to a shot of The Judge sitting in a small room, the same room he usually sits in when he vents, there is a calm look on his face however instead of the usual frustrated or high emotion shown. The Judge begins speaking, his voice was calm, his tone philosophical.

"A few months ago I wondered to myself if I still had what it took to be a good wrestler. I knew I was capable of still competing, and my body hasn't shown any signs of holding me back, but mentally I wondered if I still had that special 'it' factor that you need to be one of the best. I never had a problem succeeding or winning matches, those two things come hand in hand with effort, but I had never succeeded in the way I really wanted to. I never reached the goals I set for myself, and that's something that's haunted me for years. When I came here my goals were modest, oh trust me I will win any championship belt placed in front of me, but it's not about the championships, it's about the respect. When you ask me what I want, I want when it's all said and done to walk home satisfied. I wouldn't mind being stuck somewhere on a top ten list, but what I really want is to say I did the best I could this time around, because I didn't do that last time as I'm sure O'Donnell more then anyone is fully aware."

The Judge pauses for a moment at the mention of O'Donnell's name. He takes in a deep breath and then smiles a bit before continuing, loosing his black tie from his crimson red shirt.

"I came here because I wanted to show the world that I mean what I say. I want a challenge, I crave challenge, I crave facing someone that I can grow from. I don't care what week it is, what title is on the line, what the gimmick is, or what the reason for the match is... All I care about is winning the match and climbing a little further up the ladder. I don't know anything about you Cole and I don't care one bit what your issue with Frank the kung fu panda is, I'm not looking to stand in your way. Have fun with our champion because I'm not looking for friends, I'm looking to prove something to myself and everybody else, and I'll never be in the position I need to be in to do that if I let someone like you defeat me. I don't know a thing about you, but to be honest it doesn't really matter. You're just another brick in the wall. When you're done having your fun you'll be replaced with another bolt in the machine, just like I will."

The Judge takes a drink of water from the bottle sitting on a table behind him. He then shakes his head slowly, looking to the camera as he continued.

"Just like you, I will be easily replaced, but for a very different reason. When I go I will have a replacement, there will be a man who steps up in my absence and carries the torch I hand to him, but that person's name isn't Cole. Make your impact, go get your man, target our champion and get out of my way, because I'm way to good to be your punching bag or example man. You wanna give people scars, well go give them to somebody else because I'm not stupid enough to let you. Use somebody else's carcass to make a point, because The Judge is not a broken legend, and I'm not going to lay down for anyone's shit. This is my time now, and it's not blinking anymore. Give me a challenge, or show me the way to someone who can."

The Judge stands and moves directly to the camera shutting it off.

[APostingGod]

The scene opens as Cole sits alone in a locker-room, as everyone tends to stay clear of the new guy.

Cole: Ain't no use in raising your voice, the right words and actions are strong enough as it is. All you boys are so damn melodramatic round here, always crying about this or that. Bitching about lost love and betrayl. What happened to a man beating another man's ass strickly because he wants to prove he can. No, I don't know nothin about poetry or anything of that sorts. I know about laying a mother****** out and feeling like ****** man. You now what I mean? Don't you? Na, you probably don't. None of you school boys no nothing about being a man. You are all probably to busy fixing your hair or writing your diaries. You don't know shit about how to use these (He looks at his hand and then balls it into a fist) You don't know how each little bent knuckle reminds you of last mother****** who tried to tell you that you ain't man. You don't know how take these hands and make love to a woman, no, you all to busy screaming about your revenge or whatever. See, I come from a family that ain't never had one damn thing but a Daddy who deserted you, and another unpaid bill that tells you ain't good enough to have heat anymore. So when I see I an opportunity to make a impact against one of you little boys, especially one that dresses like a 8 year old on Halloween, I ain't got no remorse for that.

Still, I ain't got no huge reason for doing what I did to that boy last week. Merely a transaction that keeps a few euros in my pocket. If that little white boy wanted me to kill the Champion, I wouldn't have had much objection as long as I got a warm bed at night, you got me? I'm a cold ****, and I ain't gonna start apologizing for that.

He looks down at a schedule for the next EWE event, and shows a picture of the judge.

Now, they got me wrestling some boy who think he controls his destiny. Na, when I'm staring across the ring from you, ain't one damn thing you will controlling. Not no damn match, no damn future, and especially no damn results. See, I'm going in there to do one thing, and that's **** you up. Ain't nothing, or nobody gonna stop me from doing just that. So whine like all the other little boys, because boy - I'm gonna put the fear of death in to you. Na, you ain't no broken legend, but I can promise you - you gonna break something, I'M gonna break something.

I do apologize for that.

He grins and the camera slowly fades to black.