The results are in

DALLAS, TEXAS

 

The scene opens in at one of the local health clinics. Landon walks in the door and pulls a number. He looks at his number...24...then looks up at the sign which reads "now serving: 3". Landon slouches down and slowly makes his way to a chair. Most of the people in the waiting area are young girls, possible eighteen, but it is hard to say for sure. "Fuck this is going to be a long day," he thinks to himself. One of the girls walks up to Landon and takes a seat next to him.

 

Hey, I know you. I saw you on tv last week.

 

Congratulations.

 

Well, someone obviously has something stuck up there butt. Is that why you are here?

 

WHAT!

 

I am just saying, you aren't going to get anyone to like you with an attitude like that.

 

Listen girl, I am not asking for anyone to like me nor do I care if they do.

 

I am 18 you know...

 

The girl sets her hand on Landon's leg and bats her eyes at him. Landon's first reaction is to flirt back a little, but at a second thought he jumps up out of his seat.

 

Whoa, whoa, whoa...hold on there little lady.

 

What is your problem? Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed or something?

 

Not that it is any of your business, but yes I kind of did. And it is because of that I am just going to keep my distance from you and wait until it is my turn.

 

Whatever, you're a dickhead.

 

So I have been told.

 

Landon walks across the room and takes a seat on the other side. After waiting for an hour and a half his number is finally called. He stands up from his seat and follows the doctor back to the room.

 

All right young man, what brings you in today?

 

Umm...is it possible to get a male doctor in here?

 

Sorry sir, but as you can tell we are little backed up today so this is it. Take it or leave it.

 

Fine, whatever. So here is my predicament...Well, you see, last night I kind of tide one on with some of the guys and when I woke up I was in a bed with a chick, but I can't remember anything about how I got there.

Sounds like you had quite the night.

 

Yeah, you could say that. So anyways, I was just hoping I could get a quick checkup.

 

Okay. Drop your pants and bend over the table.

 

Landon's eyes get real big and he reluctantly does as he his told and the curtain is pulled...

 

45 minutes later

 

Landon exits the office walking kind of funny. He looks back at the doctor lady and she gives him a kind of sly grin and winks as Landon is turning the corner. Landon leaves the clinic and sees that he has a new text message from Liam.

 

-you took to long...found place. Its called Merc, nice plaza suite.

 

Landon throws his phone into the passenger seat of his car and sets off towards Liam's new pad. He pulls up in front and parks behind Liam's car. He slowly creeps into the house in complete stealth mode and lurks silently into the room where he sees Liam and Lorenzo sitting at what appears to be the only piece of furniture in the house. Landon makes one swift move and shouts...

 

INCOMING!!!!

 

There is a loud crash as the scene fades to black and comes back into focus roughly 20 minutes later...

 

The three men break out from the huddle. Liam and Lorenzo walk to the window admiring the view and talking amongst themselves as Landon makes his way back to the couch. As the two men are looking out the window, Lorenzo catches a glimpse of Landon in the reflection. He picked up his hat and put it back on. Without warning, both men turn and rush Landon tackling him over the couch and crashing to floor. They begin to stomp him and his ridiculous hat. The two of them finally stop and laugh for quite sometime. Meanwhile, Landon has regained his composure and lifted the couch back to its original position.

 

Yeah...so fuck you guys! I got a real important match against two guys and you want to jump me. That is real cool dicks.

 

Man quit your damn whining. We are fighting two guys also so grow a set and shut up.

 

Whatever man. I will be in my bedroom.

 

I told you already you are not living here!

 

Landon pays no attention to what Liam is saying and grabs his bag and heads for one of the empty rooms. He drops his bag down and plops down on the floor staring up at the ceiling.

 

Those guys...they are to much. I can't be worried about them though. They have there thing and I have mine and this week it just so happens that my thing is El Linchador. Oh yeah, Arachne is in the match as well.

 

However, nobody cares about Arachne. That guy is a worthless waste of space. I will be surprised if he even makes it to the match. With that said, I am finished wasting my precious breath on the likes of that has been.

 

Which leads me to the other guy. The man with more nicknames than Apollo Creed. Seriously, man your name is enough as it is. You don't need to go complicating things any more. El Linchy o' Blah Blah de'homo. Or something to that effect, right? Talk about a mouth full.

 

So upon further review, I have learned quite a bit about you Linchy. For starters, you suck. Come on, who do you think you are? You nothing more than the average joe. A mediocre man who up until this point has had a mediocre career. I pulled your history mate...Not impressed.

 

You are a measly 4-4 in your professional career here in GCWA. That is sad. And to think I was under the impression that you were actually good until I was put up against you and had to do some homework on you. With you it is basically "flip a coin". That is the vibe I get from you. Are you going to show up and have a good night or are you going to show up and make a fool out of yourself. Well, this week it is the second option.

 

Just earlier this month you lost to Dangerous Dan. How the hell did that happen? That guy couldn't fight his way out of a wet paper bag and yet he bested you in the ring...I just don't understand. I just handed that clown his own ass, but you think you are man enough to defeat me. Perhaps you are funny after all.

 

Or perhaps you are just an idiot. I am going to go with idiot based upon your alleged knowledge that you obtained. For the record, we are not all listed at 6 foot...You are actually listed at 6'1. Interesting that you have taking so many beatings to that head of yours that you don't even remember how tall you are. And in case you forgot what your head is...it is that lump three feet above your ass.

 

Before Landon can get out another word he hears something at the door. He stands up from the floor and can hear whispering outside in the hall. He makes his way to the door and as he grabs the doorknob, Liam busts through smacking Landon in the face with the door and starts to hit him with a leg from the coffee table that Landon broke earlier. Landon's nose begins gushing blood as he puts his hand up to it to stop the bleeding.

 

Fuck!!! Damnit man, I think you broke my nose.

 

Well, I guess that makes us even then.

 

What are you talking about?

 

You broke something of mine and now I have broken something of yours. Kind of an eye for an eye.

 

I broke a table jackass not a part of your body.

 

Yeah...well, I am a dickhead so deal with it.

 

You are definitely a dickhead. I will be back later on man.

 

Oh don't be a cry baby. I barely touched you.

I'll be back later tonight dick.

 

Whatever you little bitch.

 

Landon leaves the suite and hops back in his car...

 

That son of a bitch. He just has to pick on me because I am the new guy. His table wasn't even that nice. Got me all off track. Hmmm...where was I?

 

That's right, Linchy. I have noticed what this really is all about. This triple threat match. It is really quite simple actually. This is nothing more than a miniature preview of the feud that is going to occur between the stables. All the power is at the top and they want to see what there pawns are capable of. Well, I am going to prove that NFB is true to our name. The new Roman Empire is nothing more than a bunch of fairies dressed up in toga's at night enjoying a nice circle jerk.

 

We are the future of this business and beating you and Arachne is only the first step in us portraying our dominance in this fed.

 

Landon pulls into a familiar parking lot and stops his car. He is back at the clinic where he got checked out earlier today. He walks in and goes to the front desk. This time he is seen by a male doctor who kindly places his nose back into its correct place. As he is leaving the facility the female doctor who checked him out earlier is out at the front...

 

It's you again. I was just going to call you and let you know the results.

 

Well, lucky for me my cousin was nice enough to break my face and so now you don't have to call. So what are the results doc.

 

Walk me to my car and I will let you know.

 

Curious about his results, Landon walks with her to her car. However, on the way she never says a word. When they arrive at her car she gestures for him to get in the passenger side and so he does. They drive around downtown Dallas for about an hour and then they arrive at what Landon is assuming is her house. They walk in Landon takes a seat on the couch. The doctor jumps up on his lap and whispers something into his ear as she moves into a straddling position over top of him. Landon's eyes light up and the scene fades...