Bringing back the way of the fist! ALL

[The Outlaw]

His boots were proped up in the large desk he sat in front of. His cowboy hat tipped back along with his head as he pulled an empty beer bottle to his lips and spit the juice from his pinch of skoal inside....

Without a worry in the world other than the events that transpired in the ring with the scientists Aaron Holiday sat kicked back and waiting for the high back leather chair sitting before him so spin around. A cloud of smoke billowed up and slowly the REW boss man turned around locking eyes with The Cowboy.

[Scotty Raven] "So do you know why I've called you here?"

[Holiday] "Normally the only time I'm called to the office is because someones pissed or wanting something, so which one is it or both?"

[Scotty] "With your victory at Wrath you made the comment along the lines of that being your final chapter with UVCW and closing the book, well there's something in the beginning of that book I'd like to write into the future history of REW."

[Holiday] "Brother, REW couldn't handle it...if you execute anything from UVCW you'd need a whole new division!"

[Scotty] "My thoughts exactly...now what do you say we discuss a little buisness?"

[Holiday] "I'm all ears..."

With that said Scotty looks up from Holiday at the camera men in his room and they know without saying a words that's there cue to leave.

Fade To Black

(Hopefully Scotty Will Continue This!)

[Scotty Raven]

Waiting for every one to leave before turning back to Aaron. Ravens finger tips pushed together before tapping the top of his desk leaning forward.

::Scotty Raven:: You know what Aaron you have done a lot since coming here. And I also know you done so much even before coming here all the stuff you done in Myth’s company and also working your ass off in Vegas to try and save Posh’s titanic of a company from sinking then every thing you done in UVCW. You’re a fighter I know that. I see it and I damn near love it.

Aaron looks on a hint of confusion on his face not use to being sat in a cooperate office hearing complements, but Aaron likening what he’s hearing leans back not saying a word wanting to know where this is going.

::Scotty Raven:: I understand that chapters have to close and new ones as to open and the passed as come and gone but my blood, sweat and tears is what started Real Extreme Wrestling and the blood for every one is what keeps it going but I need some one to keep that blood flowing and with our technically strong world title and intercontinental title there is nothing for our hardcore fans.

Aaron starts to smile his hands rubbing together as he shifts himself to the edge of his chair pushing up his cowboy hat with his index finger. Aaron picks up his beer gulping down a mouthful placing it on my desk, witch makes my eyes double in size looking down at the beer bottle watching as a runaway trail of beer runs down the bottle heading right for my £50’000 desk. But before it stains my desk Aaron snatches it back up and a let out a sire of relief.

::Aaron Holiday:: I think I see what you saying…you want me to win….

Stopping the Cowboy, I hold up a hand.

::Scotty Raven:: Ha Ha very ambitious of you Mr. Holiday but not quite what I had in mind you see you don’t have to win nothing you just have to keep it in your own little nasty way.

::Aaron Holiday:: Keep it?.. Keep what?

::Scotty Raven:: Let’s just say we have a lot of blood thirsty guys out back and they all want to cut lose and be set free and you my boy have more anger and hate behind your eyes to lead this very division. I want the essence of UVCW pumping through this division, I want your to bring out the meanest in people.

I retch under the desk picking up a gold case and placing it on the desk in front of Aaron his eyes looks down at the gold case then back up to me twisting a cigar in my mouth. Picking up a lighter and sucking back on the Cuban cigar. I offer Aaron one with he happily obliges lighting it up.

::Scotty Raven:: This is going to be what it’s all for some thing that have seen many, many men fight and fall for.

Spinning the gold case around letting the lid pop open Aaron’s infamous smirk lights up his face as he looks down into the gold case.

::Scotty Raven:: The Bar Room Brawl title it wont become the prize for how good you wrestle or how many moves you can string together no… it will be the prize for how hardcore you are how nasty you get, That river you threw your opponent in wont be enough with this title I want to see you nearly drowned that son of a bitch do you see where I’m coming form.

Aaron still not yet took his eyes off the title retches in picking up the belt he grains placing it to his waste.

::Aaron Holiday:: I’m going to rock this boat like a hurricane.