You'll never learn, will you?

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"Hell March" by RedAlert

The scene opens up inside of Skarrphace's 2000 black Range Rover. Skarrphace is driving the car,
and you're sitting in the passenger's front seat. There's some music playing over the stereo, a rap song.
Skarrphace is dressed in a pair of black slacks, a white silk button down shirt, and his sunglasses. It's around
3:30 p.m. local time, and the windows are rolled down, letting the wind in on a beautiful March California
day. Skarrphace makes a right turn and as he does, the phone rings. The cellphone is sitting on the dash, hooked
up to the hands-free speakerphone. Skarrphace presses a button and speaks aloud.

Skarrphace: Yo, this 'Phace....who's this?

Voice: This is Linx, man....Scotty....what's up 'Phace man?

Skarrphace: Hey Scotty, what's going on man?

Scott Linx: Not shit man, 'bout to head out for Takedown....what's your deal?

Skarrphace: I've gotta run by Tuff Ryder's for a bit, then I'll be headed to LAX myself....

Scott Linx: You see what Outsider has done with your match?

Skarrphace: He's tried, but I gotta tell you, I don't expect much of a problem tomorrow night bustin' his ass wide open....he doesn't seem to understand how it's run around here, but Mafia, Inc. steals the show, and when it comes down to the come-down, it'll be another win for me and another loss on his record, and the 'Phace keeps movin' up the charts, ya know what I'm sayin'?

Scott Linx: Yeah man, you sound ready...just don't be late, we've got a party to attend tonight before Takedown tomorrow night, so don't be late, aight?

Skarrphace: Me late for a party? Scotty, you know who you're talkin' to, right? *laughs*

Scott Linx: *laughs* Yeah...I do....see ya 'Phace man....

Skarrphace: Peace...*pressing the button on the phone and the call ends* Yeah, I know I'm ready....I've been listenin' to what this punkass kid Outsider has been sayin'....and well, I'm not impressed. In fact, I did notice he had a bit of a problem with an acrostic in his last interview....I think he was tryin' to make fun of Mafia, Inc. with it, but it just made him look like the dumbass he is....see, let me point this out to you....he says something like "what does Mafia, Inc. stand for....Many Idiot Faggots with Itching Asses?" And now, just so everyone can understand this....that spells "M-I-F-I-A".....yes! I'm a part of the most powerful organization in the BWO....MIFIA, INC.!!! *laughs* Figures...leave it to a complete idiot like The Outsider to actually come up with a decent idea and then absolutely botch it up by misspelling my group's name....how perfect....

Skarrphace continues on, driving the car down the L.A. street, then gets to a stoplight and stops.

Skarrphace: And now the clock is ticking, Outsider....ticking towards our showdown. Tuesday Takedown. And you're right, I did request this match....I knew after facing you in our little 6-man tag match, which ending up being a 4-man tag match, when I took your pathetic ass up and down for the 3-count that I could take you out myself. And this is to show an example to the BWO....but now I feel as if beating you won't prove much to the rest of the league. I mean, the more I've been thinking about it, the more I've thought that beating you won't impress a damn soul. The last couple of interviews you've had have been right up Shit Alley, man, and now I think maybe challenging you was a bad idea, because The Only 1 That Matters can beat you when you're on your best day, and my worst day. Simple as that. But just so you know, I'm walking into the arena tomorrow night with one thing in mind, and that's permanently erasing your existance from the BWO Roster. We call it a hit in Mafia-life, Outsider, and the target is painted on your back, on your head and on your ass....just one by one by damn one I'm gonna make sure each part of your body feels the wrath of the 'Phace...and the time will come for me to end it and end it I will do....tomorrow night, Outsider....

Skarrphace makes a right-hand turn and pulls into the parking lot. There is a building being constructed
to the left of the lot. Skarrphace stops the car, gets out and heads over to the building. One of the builders
approaches Skarrphace and the two men shake hands.

Builder: Everything is going according to plan, Mr. Vincenetti. We should have this place back up and running in less than a month, 2 weeks ahead of schedule.

Skarrphace: That's good to hear, Mr. Johnson. I would hate to have to report to my father that you couldn't come through for me here....

Mr. Johnson: That won't be necessary, Mr. Vincenetti. Besides, like I said, we're 2 weeks ahead of schedule here.

Skarrphace: Then get to work, so you don't get behind schedule kissing my ass.

Mr. Johnson: Right away, Mr. Vincenetti.

Skarrphace stares the man down a bit as he walks off. Skarrphace stands on the sidewalk and looks at
the building under construction. He breathes a deep sigh as he speaks to himself.

Skarrphace: Damn Mike Powers and damn the Foundation. They destroyed this building, my gym that I built from nothing. And now that we're building it back up, things just don't seem the way they used to with this. It's not the real Tuff Ryder's Gym....but, I'm sure once it's finished, looking the way it looked before Powers set fire to it, things will be back to normal....and I can train here again. Home to me....Outsider, I'm coming for you....make no mistake about it, you and I are on a collision course and the only thing that can stop you from meeting me head-on is if you decide not to show up....you've decided to take my challenge like a man, so for that I applaud you. But in the same breath, I laugh in your face, because taking me up on my challenge was the biggest mistake of your BWO life. I plan on making you my example come tomorrow night. The example for the entire league to see exactly why I am The Only 1 That Matters....when we step into that ring Tuesday night, I'm bringing my entire lineup of destroying moves and manuevers....it won't be a teammate or a 10-count that saves your ass from feelin' The Regulator right in the center of the ring....and when the ref makes that famous 3-count and my hand is raised in victory, you will then know why I'm called The Only 1....and that big fat "L" on your record will be courtesy of Skarrphace....The Only 1 That Matters....so if you're ready to ride....ready to ride that Merry-Go-Round....then all I have is two words for you, Outsider....Mount Up....

Skarrphace takes one long last look at the building in front of him and walks off. He gets inside his car
and starts it up. Soon, he's out of the parking lot and headed to the highway. And soon, he's gone, leaving the
scene to fade to black.

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