As the Honor cameras come back to our screens, we see Mark Regis and the Kid tip toeing around the casino building hiding from the security and the streets full of people who have been forced to leave the building due to the xWo’s antics. Kid-X looks on rather pleased with himself, taking this moment to pretend as if he’s in an action shoot, whilst the more level headed Regis continues to berate his older cousin.
Mark Regis
You know Kid, if we don’t make it to our match on Thursday night, I blame this completely on you, If I had a dollar for every time you have ever got me in trouble, I’d be a rich man. You my friend are a grade A idiot, and the fact I have to team up with you this week, well it says it all, obviously the big man upstairs wants me to look out for your spontaneous ass.
Kid-X
Spontaneous ass? Hell, that’s a big word, even for the likes of you my pedigree chum. Now stop whining like a little girl and create a diversion!
Mark Regis
Hey! How comes it’s always me that has to create the diversion?
Kid-X
Because you’re stupid enough to do it that’s why, and we are a team, remember?
Mark Regis
Call me stupid again, I dare ya!
Kid-X
Your STUPID! Happy?
Mark Regis
Why you son of a!!!
Regis and his cousin Kid begin scrapping behind the building laying into each other with rights and lefts, the two men then grab hold of one another and begin trying to throw each other around before they both fall over and land on the open pavement, a flash light suddenly glares into they’re faces causing then to stop dead and turn around…
Security Guard
There they are… HEY YOU TWO, GET BACK HERE!
Mark Regis & Kid-X
Ahh SHIT!
Kid-X
Time to split!
Mark Regis
Let’s get the hell out of here, go, go, go!
Regis and the Kid suddenly snap out of their current dilemma and put on they’re skating boots, rushing to they’re feet and sprinting off in the opposite direction. Two security guards give chase as something resembling a scene out of an action movie takes place. Kid-X runs off down a dark alley whilst Regis keeps cruising down the main road as the security guards take one in each and carry on they’re pursuit of the two superstars. As the Kid turns a corner the guard is seen catching up with him rather quick, the Honor superstar then pulls himself up the wall and spins off it evading the security man by mere centimetres, before jumping over the opposite fence and evacuating the premises through a resident garden. Meanwhile…
Security Guard
I’ve got you now boy… There’s no escape!
Mark Regis
Can’t we just talk about this, I mean damn, you win the fifteen hundred metres when you was at school?
Security Guard
Actually… YES.
Mark Regis
Jesus Christ!
Security Guard
Believe me boy, he’s not here to help you!
Shattered, out of breathe and looking as if he’s resigned to missing his match with the prophets from hell, Mark Regis buckles over in pain before spotting a pizza delivery man passing bye on his motor cycle. Regis’s eyes suddenly light up as he pulls the guy off and jumps on with a smirk on his face and zooms off waving sarcastically to the chasing guard.
Mark Regis
Ha, ha, ha… bye, bye SUCKER! Crap…
(CRASH) After turning down a footpath to his right Regis Crashes into the onrushing Kid-X as both men fall to the pavement and lay there crippled in pain. They pull themselves together and catch they’re breath before helping one another to their feet and dusting themselves off. Trapped, the security guard rushes round breathing heavily and with a look of anger on his face, pulls out his baton and begins to walk up slowly batting it into his hand with a smug look on his face… Kid and Regis look at one another, then…
Mark Regis & Kid-X
He did it!
Mark Regis
Why you little grass!
Kid-X
You can talk you god damn snitch!
Mark Regis
If this wasn’t because of you we wouldn’t even be in this mess.
Kid-X
If you wasn’t such a girl we would have never got caught!
Mark Regis
Call me a girl again you son of a…
Security Guard
SHUT UP!
Both men stop dead in their tracks and look to the security guard who with every step is getting more and more angry. Both men try to defuse the situation by getting in a word edgeways…
Mark Regis
Look, I’m sure who recognise us right, you heard the speech, we are members of the xWo. You know, Honor Underground Wrestling. We didn’t mean nothing by tonight, you see we got this huge match coming up in the next few days, we are facing the Prophets of Hell, I’m sure you’ve heard of them, they are meant to be icons in this business.
Kid-X
Icons, they look like chumps to me, anyways… If you take us down to the station and hand us over to the cops, we wont be able to wrestle. And believe me, you don’t want to upset the millions of fans do you? Everybody is going to be there, and I mean everybody because they wasn’t to see the Kid and Mark Regis kick the holy Crap out of these two pumped up balloons and kick they’re asses all around the canvas.
Mark Regis
And around the ring, don’t forget that…
Kid-X
Yea, and around the ring!
Mark Regis
People love us!
Kid-X
Love…
Mark Regis
People admire us!
Kid-X
Admire…
Mark Regis
Do you know what sort of a riot it would cause if you was to take us over to custody and get us put in shackles, it wouldn’t look good on your c.v. would it, so why don’t you just put the baton away, pretend this never happened, and well, accept our offer of free tickets to the show!
The security guard stops dead in his tracks…
Security Guard
Did you guys say the Prophets of Hell?
Kid-X
Yea… they suck dick don’t they?
Security Guard
Actually, they are my favourites… more reason to beat your asses!
Kid-X
This ain’t working Mark...
Mark Regis
Well what do you suggest we do?
Kid-X
Let’s just kick his ass!
Mark Regis
Don’t be stupid, we would just get in more…
(CRACK) As the guard stepped towards the pair he suddenly drops to the floor out cold. As his body falls, standing behind him in a ripped xWo tank top and jeans is the lovely miss Kayla Lopez holding none other than Mr. Sledge. Shatter-X appears from around the corner and takes his prized possession off Kayla before raising his eyebrow to the team of Regis and Kid…
Shatter-X
The Shatter man thanks you Kayla. Now… The Shatter man was walking around the Binions Casino, Las Vegas… He was walking with Kayla Lopez, and do you have any idea what the hell the X-Man was looking for? Don’t answer that! The Shatter man was looking for you two idiots! Now, it’s nice to see you both getting along so well, but next time you want to go do something stupid, the next time you want to go do something dumb, the next time you both feel like raising hell. Remember the three most important things to take with you! Number one, The sledgehammer Assassin, Shatter-X! Number two, the Lady of the xWo, Kayla Lopez! And thirdly, most importantly, where the hell are your spray cans? The Shatter man doesn’t want you two having all the fun, how the hell was you going to brand this stupid son of a bitch with the team X logo? This time you can answer me!
Regis dips into his pocket…
Mark Regis
I… I have a biro!
Shatter-X looks to the floor, sighs, then looks back up again.
Shatter-X
Kid, do something horrible, I can’t take this anymore!
(SLAP) The Kid lands a back hander to the face of Regis who just looks on bemused rubbing the side of his face giving his tag partner evils…
Mark Regis
I think I needed that.
Kid-X
Glad you feel better.
Shatter-X
Now… Lets go back, get strapped up, and get ready for the goddamn show, by the time Redemption comes around we need to be ready for the Prophets, and the Shatter man needs to be ready for Vindictive, Oh! And next time… Just kick his ass!
Kid-X glares over to Regis who just shrugs his shoulders, the three men and Kayla then reach into they’re pockets and simultaneously pull out they’re shades and put them on. The xWo then pull them selves together and begin to walk off as the cameras fade out…
Kid-X
I told you we should have just kicked they’re asses as if they were the Prophets!
Mark Regis
Yea, yea, yea… next time cus…
