The Scene opens with Narration, several Black and white shots flash in front of the screen, as the Narrator speaks...

Welcome back,  sense we left Justin and a lot has happened, after we left him signing autographs, he still had a match to go through, a view hours later Henry returned, and took Justin to his Locker room, although it was not the size he was use to, he adapted and begin to lift weights, warming up for the match, the sound of the fans cheering, started off the broadcast, and was well heard from Justin's locker room, as the show went on, Justin began to think, mentally preparing himself for the match, the hours past and Henry returned to Justin's locker room, and took Justin to his cue. Justin was announced and Song 2 by Blur began to play as he came out to a loud pop from the crowd, the chat Blade was heard across the Arena, the occasional Boo was heard, but was over shadowed by the cheering, the cheers died down, as A-bomb was announced, and a repetitive scene happened, the match begun with a star down, and after a long forty-five minute battle, it ended with The Fall-Out, Justin pinned the Big Man and gave A-bomb his first defeat, and A-bomb gave Justin his first Colosseum title, a small celebration happened, as well as a conference, although Justin could not enjoy it, he was thinking about his next match, two thousand miles away in Wisconsin, Justin left the party, and returned to his small plane and flew away... It is now 5 P.M. 6/17/99 in Wisconsin...

The Scene opens with Justin Blade, emerging out of his locker room, in the Green Bay arena, no longer among strangers, Justin Blade seems more relaxed, the lightweight title hangs from his shoulder as he finishes tying off his black and red wrestling tights, all though he did sleep he still has the look of a person who hasn't. Less then Twenty four hours ago he won the Regional Title, now he is back in the WAWF preparing to defend his Lightweight title, against "Mr. Prime time" Shane Morrison, although this is Shane's first WAWF match, Justin is prepared to defeat him, last night he placed the first mark of defeat on A-bomb, and tonight he plans on doing the same to Shane...

Justin Blade, who as I I've said has exited his locker room, and now holds a paper cup in his hand in search for water, the camera zooms in on him, as the familiar voice of Roy is heard...

Roy The Camera Guy: Hey Justin, congrats last night, sorry I couldn't go with you, but I am under contract... So are you ready for tonight, I meen two matches less then twenty-four hours apart must be hurting you...

Justin nods as he speaks

Justin: Yeah Roy, I am ready, last night I defeated one of the biggest men in this sport, that has given me the confidence that I need to defeat Shane Morrison tonight, although I have been thinking, this entire week, that I have been watching Morrison's interviews, I have realized something...

Roy: What's that Justin?

Justin: He has been acting more like me then I have this weekend, this kid thinks he already has this title around his waist, he has barley thought about the actual match, we have been Bullshiting each other more this week then we have actually been training, I have been working out for two matches, although I still have been talking just as much...

Roy: So you think Morrison is all talk no action?

Justin: Exactly, this man has been playing the mental game, he probably has no real skill he plays with his opponents mind, giving them a false feeling of defeat, then BAM, he actually does it, well I am prepared for him now, I am ready...

Roy: What about the comments he made earlier this morning, have you had a chance to watch the interview yet...

Justin: Yeah, one of the stage hands, brought a portable TV to my locker room earlier and let me watch it...

Roy: Any comments?

Justin: Roy when have you known me not to have a comment, when someone tries to make a joke about me. It seems that old Shane, went home to say his good-byes to mommy and daddy, and decided to bring his camera crew with him to do so, well when he went there he told his Daddy, that the victory against me will by a synch, first mistake, he is underestimating me and that will be one of his many problems tonight... You think your well ME, plain and simple, you try to be as Cocky as I am, and as flamboyant, but your not me, Shane, no matter how much you wish it, and as for you beating me to a bloody pulp don't count on it... I know how your telling your family how your my role model. I don't (beep) think so my role model, if you have to know is Cameron "Fireball" Reed, my only role model, and so  far only one man has been able to claim that he is my role model and lived that being my now friend, Ryan "Prime time" Johnson, and that was only by a hair...

Roy: Justin calm down, save the heat for the match, you don't have that much time until it happens...

Justin, turns from Roy, and begins to walk down a long hall, he looks behind him to make sure the camera is following, he turns a corner, looking around, he see's something he want's, and walks over to the water cooler, where he fills his paper cup, suddenly a ringing is heard, Justin reaches into his wrestling tights and pulls out a Cell phone where he speaks into it

Justin on Cell Phone: Yeah, he's not here yet, why not, plane problems in Chicago delayed him, that's fine he will be here, I know he will be, I want to kick his ass tonight, and if he know shows I am going to be pissed Whispering to the Camera  Morrison's plan is delayed he won't behere until about fifteen minutes before the match...Back to the phone Yeah, the plan is still go, yeah I was having second thoughts about it, no not before the match, you know how it is suppose to work, after the match, yeah you guys ru.... Looking back at the Camera Excuse me, private phone call, if you could wait over there I will be right with you...

The camera pans off of Justin, and begins to move to wear Justin turned at, when coming to the water cooler, the camera zooms in on Justin, as he walks back and forth speaking very quickly he sticks his finger in his ear trying to block out the back up noise, after several seconds pass, he hangs up the phone, placing back in his back pocket, and picking up his phone he walks back to us taking a large drink from the small cup, crushing it and tossing it behind him he continues to speak...

Justin: Oh now where was I...

Roy: Who was that, it sounded like an attack, being planned...

Justin: An attack know, just strategy my friend, just had to work out some last minute bugs with my...trainer, yes he wanted to go over some last minute details, and was informing me that my opponent had yet to arrive... Now as I was saying before, Shane tonight will be your night, your night to debut in the WAWF, and your night to weep, to weep in pain as your first match might be your last, your not taking this title from me with out a fight Shane, and that will be a strong fight, because I plan on keeping this title for a long time, or at least until I win the World Title and vacate it then, hell I could care less who holds it, but until then I will be the only holder of this title, so the only thing I have to say to you is tough shit kid tonight's not your night!!!

Roy: Are you gonna say it...

Justin: Say what???

Roy:  You know that thing we talked about...

Justin Blade, suddenly remembers and finishes off the interview with this...

Justin: Oh and Morrison, My Camera Crew could kick your Camera Crews ass any day of the week!!! Happy Roy...

Roy: Very...

The Scene ends as a young woman, approaches Blade, a badge on her shirt shows she is working with the WAWF, she tells Blade very softly "You have 15 minutes please make your way over to the entrance mark, for some pictures... Justin follows the young woman, as the camera stays stationary, the camera slowly fades out to an image and a quote.