And the first assignment is....who?!

The scene fades in. You see in front of you a large room. It looks like some sort of entertainment room or something.
In the center of the room is a large pool table, dark wood, dark red carpet on the pool table. Standing around the table is
Skarrphace, Scott Linx, and a few men you don't recognize. One looks familiar to you though.
Suddenly, the door opens up and in walks another man you don't recognize, although the rest of the group seems to.
He slaps hands with Skarrphace and Linx as he continues on inside. The following conversation is picked up.

Skarrphace: Hey King, what do you have with you tonight?

"Awesome" Adam King: Hey man, I've got the "Next Friday" soundtrack here, and wait til you hear cut 2 off this!

Now revealed as "Awesome" Adam King, the man who entered earlier, he walks over to the CD player in the stereo
system and opens the glass door. He pushes "POWER" then push "OPEN/CLOSE" on the CD player. Inserting the CD
in, he closes the tray, and presses "PLAY" and then forwards to track 2.

Press Play

Scott Linx: Damn....what the hell? Is that some girl fearing for her life or something?!

Skarrphace: Yeah, King, what the hell is this....

Adam King: Just wait....this is the good part....

Then, you hear the sound of the gunshot and the music kicks up. The group laughs together as the song plays on.

Skarrphace: Ah! Alright...now this is it....N-N-N-N...W-W-A-A-A-A.....yeah....talk about old school shit....

Scott Linx: Shit man, this is old school creep shit here. I remember this when I was back in high school listenin' to NWA thinkin' I was a true ass gangster...*laughs*...nowadays, Mafia, Inc. runs around and we ARE the living gangsters of professional wrestling today....a true to life family...that takes no prisoners and makes no excuses....

Skarrphace: How 'bout that line, gents? *grins at Scott* I'm tellin' you though, this shit used to bump in my....shit, what kinda car did I have....

Adam King: A broken down Pinto probably, borrowed from your broken down mother...*laughs*

Skarrphace: Hey now, let's get off mothers here....ok? Let's just get off mothers...cuz I just got off yours, King....

The group lets out a big "Ooooo" together as King and Phace give each other a high-five and laugh about it.

Scott Linx: Good one, 'Phace man....that's a good one....

Adam King: Another oldie-but-goodie comeback line....*laughs*....

Just then the phone in the room rings. It's on the wall by the pool table, so one of the unknown men picks it up. After
talking for a few seconds, he turns to Skarrphace and speaks over the music.

Unknown Man: Hey, 'Phace...it's for you....it's the BWO Commissioner....

Skarrphace walks over and takes the phone from the man. Skarrphace answers the phone and after a few moments,
hangs it up and turns around. His face shows a bit of disgust as he comes back to the pool table and takes his stick in hand.

Scott Linx: Well...what did he want?!

Skarrphace: I've got a match....

Adam King: Oh yeah? Against who...?

Skarrphace: Well, it's actually against whom....it's a 6 man tag match against 3 members of the Tortured Soulz....Congrel, The Outsider and Mizery...it's me, Supa Fly and Justin taking them out...I mean, taking them on....

Scott Linx: Well, then why are you so pissed off about it?

Skarrphace shoots his shot on the pool table, 10 ball, corner pocket, and then he turns to face Scott Linx.

Skarrphace: Because, Scotty, I'm a man focused right now. I told Berg that I specifically wanted to get on the path towards a match with Maelstrom, or whoever the US Champ was when it was time for my title shot. I'm sure it'll be Maelstrom, so I'm focused on him. This sort of match is only going to delay myself....

Scott Linx: Look, 'Phace, you have to look at this as an opportunity. The BWO is a great organization, and this is your first official match in the BWO. So, that being said, it's your only opportunity to make a first impression on Berg and the rest of the front office. You and Mark and Justin kick their ass and you'll have your shot at Maelstrom soon enough, and when you do, you'll take him down....

King comes up to the pool table and shoots his shot next, 12 ball, side pocket as Skarrphace continues.

Skarrphace: I guess you're right, Scotty....I need to focus on this threesome of Tortured Soulz...let's see. Well, I can't say too much about them other than the fact that they play this card of a loser team. It's simple really. But right now I wanna go on record as saying that when the time comes, the US title will be mine. Tortured Soulz or no Tortured Soulz, they can't stand in the way of my eventual meeting with Maelstrom for the US title....but I will say this....a 6 man tag. I wonder if I can get this to be...Texas Tornado rules....you are all familar with what that is right? Texas Tornado Rules in any tag match means that ALL participants are in the ring at the same time, and pinfalls can count from anywhere at anytime....it's a free-for-all, basically, and I want to make a very clear point when it comes to these three nimrods on Tuesday night....the point is that when you step into the ring with Mafia, Inc., the only thing you can hope for is mercy...and you aren't getting that either!

Linx slaps hands with Skarrphace as Skarrphace bends over the pool table again and shoots his shot, 13 ball, side pocket

Scott Linx: It would seem that Berg wants to test my patience as well, because I've got Spike on Tuesday night....

Skarrphace: Who?! *laughs*

Scott Linx: My point exactly....

Skarrphace: Well, don't sweat this 6-man tag match, Scotty, we're gonna hold this thing up and take care of business....the only way I know how, and that's Mafia-style....and Maelstrom, believe me when I say that this is only a detour on the road that leads to you and MY United States Title that you're holding for me....I'm coming to get it....

Adam King shoots the last ball in, 8 ball, corner pocket, and then looks to Linx and Skarrphace.

Adam King: Rrrrack 'em....*grins*

The group lets out a laugh as Skarrphace and Linx start pulling the balls out of the pockets.
The song begins to fade out as the scene also fades out. The last thing you see is this:

and then it fades out to complete and utter darkness...