The TLC match was to be starting in about 10 minutes. Grenier heard Dupre moan, and looked over at him as he sat up in bed. "We're about to go on." Grenier said.
"That's it, man." Dupre said in French. "I've had enough of this shit."
"What do you mean?"
"We're supposed to kick ass a bit then get ours kicked. These Americans are on their own agendas. That Anonymous guy knocking me out earlier was not supposed to happen, let alone him even interrupting us. I can't take much more of this stuff. It's all supposed to be fake, but this shit hurts."
"So, that's it? You're just quitting?"
"Fuck yeah. I've heard that thing is teaming up with Kane tonight. Kane! One of the biggest fucking' American patriots in the business! I won't last 3 seconds in that ring with them!"
Just then, Bischoff walked into the locker room. "Well, well, well. If it isn't La Resistance. You 2 better win this thing tonight. Dupre you want to quit?" Dupre nodded. "Well, here's the ultimatum. If you 2 win, you stay in the business, and no one touches you and gets away with it. But if you loose, then you're both out looking for jobs." Without saying anything else, Bischoff left the 2 Frenchmen to think it over.
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Kane stood beside the curtain as he heard the pyros go off. He and his mysterious partner were the only people not in the ring yet. He pushed the small black curtain out of his way and walked down the ramp as everyone got out of the ring for his fire thing.
He stood in the center of the ring, listening for the music.
The wonder of the World is gone.
He let his hands drop and the pyros in the turnbuckles ignited. The fans cheered wildly as this happened. He smiled to himself, as he looked at all the fans that were cheering for him. He just hoped he would make them happy tonight. Little did he know was that he and his partner would forever change the business...