J. Bennett vs. E. Edwards

[Neo]

Jason Bennett is standing alone, in a dimly lit underground car park, leaning against a pillar. Above him, there is a sign, but it’s all but legible. Jason glances around the car park and acknowledges the camera.

Jason: Car parks. They seem to be Elijah Edwards venue of choice these days. After all, he’s tried to take out the One more than once, all from behind the wheel of a car. To me, that screams coward.

Jason tuts and shakes his head. He then looks into the camera.

Jason: Man up Elijah. If you’re gonna take someone out, do it properly. Take a lesson from someone who knows what they are doing when it comes to making an impact or taking someone out.

Me.

Look back at what I did to Stallion. I fucked that boy up, and look at what he’s become now. A drug addled has been.

Jason stares intently into the camera for a few moments.

Jason: That’s how you take someone out properly. None of this ‘hiding behind the wheel of a car’ shit. Grab something and hunt someone down. Then, you mess ‘em up.

Jason smiles wickedly.

Jason: Maybe I should come looking for you Elijah. Show you up close and personal, how to take a man out.

Jason bows his head as the scene is briefly lit up for a second by a car, moving slowly through the car park.

Jason: Hell, I could find out where you live in seconds. All I have to do is use a computer. I know exactly what I’d need to do. If I wanted to make your life a living hell, a computer is all I need. I could wipe your bank accounts, and that’s just the beginning.

Either way is fine with me. I could cave your skull in with a baseball bat, or ruin your life in my own unique way. So I guess you’d better find a car and come find me, huh?

Jason smirks and spins on his heels. He then strides into a darkened area of the car park, stepping out of shot as the scene ends.

[Elijah Edwards]

It's mid after noon in Toronto Canada, and in the living room of Elijah Edwards' luxurious home, Double E is watching a 52 inch flat screen television that is playing a match The One has participated in. The coffee table sitting in front of Elijah is covered with DVDs. Elijah watching intently, periodically jotting down notes. Cindy, Elijah's long time girlfriend, enters the room.

Elijah.

He doesn't respond. Cindy walks over placing her hands on his right arm. Elijah is startled for a moment until he realizes it's only Cindy.

Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I called out your name, you didn't answer.

Yeah, sorry. I'm just getting prepared for Redemption.

How about you take a break? You've been down here for hours.

Yeah, I guess. I've got thirty minutes to spare.

Elijah places the notebook down on the table before looking up to Cindy with a smile..

Yeah, you can use that time to respond to Jason Bennett.

Why would I waste time talking about Jason Bennett?

Because the two of you have a match coming up in a couple of days.

What?! Since when?

It was announced days ago.

I don't remember hearing about it.

We talked about it.

Edwards givers her a look. She sits down next to him, nodding her head as if saying, "I'm right". She grabs the remote, flipping it to the EWE's 24/7 channel. They've greeted with the visual of Jason Bennett strolling through a parking garage talking about Double E. Once the interview is over, Elijah looks to Cindy.


[COLOR="steelblue"]Call me a camera crew. Now.


An Hour Later

Elijah is learning forward on his leather couch, shaking his head in disappointment.

How many times are we going to go through this, Jason? It seems to me that every three weeks you and I are always ending up across the ring from one another. We're like Batman and The Joker. Our paths are doomed to cross til the end of time. But there was something different about you, Jason. Something you said didn't sit right with me... Actually, it's what you didn't say. Your promos are so predictable I've even made a check list of what you would normally say. It goes something like this: remind everyone you've been a Champion, you're not the lesser Bennett, reference a professional wrestler made famous by a company who operates out of New York; and finally you say, in so many words, that you're going to kick my ass. Nice job, Jason. You broke your normal routine. I tip my hat for you. Now that I'm done singing your praises, it's time I share with you my criticisms of your promo.

For starters, you said I went about making an impact the "cowardly" way, and I needed to learn a thing or two from you. You told us the tale of how you decimated Stallion. How long ago was that, Jason? And what have you done since? Double E, on the other hand, has run down The One and got himself a high profile match against said individual. I don't know what your definition of making an impact is, but to me that's pretty much it. I achieved my goal. I--

Elijah stops speaking, shaking his head in disgust.


Jason, this match is pointless. You've already shown that based on what you said in your promo. You're just spinning your wheels. As a matter of fact, so am I. I've spent the last week and a half preparing for my match against The One. That's all I care about at this moment in time. This isn't the first time you and I have faced off, and it won't be the last. I'll see you at Awakening.


The scene fades to black.



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