It is a cold raining night in Oakland, California, headquarters of the BFW house show of the 2012 season. Vance Maxwell, a rookie watches from his seat how Robert Harris "Texas Butcher" and Number One contender for the BFW championship was challenging and dominating his opponent: "Brandon Newton", the current champion and all-around douchebag. Maxwell was there talking with his agent, Craig Adams.
" Do you know him, Vance? ", asked Adams.
" Hell yeah... I remember him from a club... He dumped his girlfriend and began to get laid with the other ladies there... Fuckin' jabroni. I can't wait to kick his bitch-ass in that ring. ", said Maxwell.
" Well, conform with the fact that the Butcher is now beating the crap out of him. ", said Adams.
" Yeah... Get ready for some laughing. ", said Maxwell with a smile.
In the commentator's zone was Edward "Vitani" Kilgore, a violent guy that has been arrested three times for assault and battery. He is the current BFW Hardcore Champion. Apparently, he was there to support Harris as he threw a steel chair to him.
Harris took the chair and began to attack Newton hitting him in the forehead, and after that, Harris began to hit him repeteadly in different body parts, specially in ankles. Newton was there, lying on the mat with his forehead gushing blood everywhere. The Butcher procceded to execute his finisher move: The Ankle Lock. Newton tapped out, but Harris was still performing his move and the bell was still ringing.
Suddenly, a "crack" sound and Newton screamed. Harris stopped, then looked with a smirk, that he had broken Newton's ankle. The Butcher got him up and called Kilgore to get to the ring. Harris threw a unconscious Newton to a turnbuckle and then "Vitani" ran to Newton and speared him brutally. Medical assistance began to come to the ring to assist Newton.
" Hope that this teach you a lesson about being a gentleman! ", yelled Harris.
" She was your girlfriend, motherfucker! Now you lost her and your title! ", yelled Kilgore.
Maxwell and his agent were looking with admiration to the duo in the ring. The crowd began to applaud and cheer at them.
" Those aren't supposed to be the bad guys? ", asked Maxwell.
" And they're the bad guys... They're just looking for a reason to do what we've seen ", said his agent.
Then, the action returned to the duo in the ring.
" Hey Vitani... or Kilgore... or whatever's your goddamn name. Want a beer? ", asked Harris.
" Beer is for pussies, brother. I prefer an ice-cold vodka or mead. ", then Kilgore retired from the arena.
Harris, continued to celebrate, raising his championship. And began to stare at Maxwell with a smirk and with his title raised.
" This is gonna be a 12 week war, kid. I hope you're ready. ", said Adams.
" Ha! It's time to kick some butt. For good. ", answered a fearless Maxwell.
