D-ToX vs. Assassin

A Night Off

The scene opens with D-ToX sitting in airport, he has a small carry on bag, and has his XV and tag title around his waste, covered by his black suit jacket. He drops his head back and closes his eyes.

Familiar voice:
Dee is that you,

D-ToX:
No autographs, I’m tired, sorry

Familiar voice:
It’s me you idiot.

D-ToX opens his eyes, his vision a bit blurred, he sees a figure that he recognises and that person comes clear into vision.

D-ToX:
Jake…

Familiar voice:
No, it’s Gonzo you idiot.

D-ToX:
Jesus Christ

D-ToX jumps up and shakes Gonzo’s hand; we can now see the man, he is wearing a cheap white suit, and a tacky Hawaiian shirt. The man takes of his gold framed sun glasses, and both men sit down.

Gonzo:
What the hell are you doing here?

D-ToX:
Me, I’m getting ready to fly to Manhattan, I’m still wrestling, and doing quite well.

He points down at his titles.

But what are you doing here; I thought you moved to Europe.

Gonzo:
I was there for a while, but after getting married twice, at the same time, to two very different people, one was a man.

D-ToX:
What?

Gonzo:
I’m kidding… sort off.
But I’m back in the US of A, and I’ve got a few new business deals set up for next week. I was just going to go hit the party district in this town.

D-ToX: (looking very confused)
Ok, well…enjoy it.

Gonzo:
Why don’t you come with?
It will be cool; we will drink, drug and pick up some chicks.

D-ToX:
You go ahead; I’ve got a very important match it’s a PPV, I need to be ready

Gonzo:
I’m paying…

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We cut to both men in an open top convertible; we can only imagine the amount of substances that have passed between the two of them. D-ToX is driving with his eyes wide open, and gonzo is out cold, with a bottle of whiskey in his hand.

D-ToX: (acting very paranoid, twitching and wildly blinking)Oh my god, oh my god, were did I put it were did I put it.

His eyes facing forwards, hands still on the wheel.

I knew I had it here somewhere
Oh god if he finds out hes going to be very mad.

Gonzo: (slurred)
What?

The steering wheel, were is the steering wheel.

In your hands.

You sure

Yes, positive

Good

Shut up

Ok, now we have the wheel, we can get going, did you put in the petrol

You’re already driving the car.

The car swerves uncontrollably as D-ToX realises he’s driving.

Shit

Relax, its just the stuff kicking in, it fucks the mind

What was it?

I don’t know, but it’s infamous.

AHHHHHHHHHH… a giraffe

Where?

In my mind

Stop

Too late, I’m going to hit it.

Pull over

No time

Concentrate, you’re in a car, with me, on an open highway.

ok

Look there’s a turn off, take it, it looks like a small town. Perfect

They drive into this small town and park in a hotel car park. They both get out, Gonzo grabs his brief case and they head to the reception

Hello, we need a room

Receptionist:
Together

No each.

Ok, sign here, and il take a deposit

Ok

They hand over the money and go stand outside.

Right I think you need to rest, those drugs have kicked in, hard

NOOOOO….. What we need is a monkey

Were not getting a monkey

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We cut again to a few hours later, there both sitting on the bedroom floor, and monkey is swinging around on the light over the wardrobe and across the curtain rail.

Were did we get the monkey?

I don’t know

Is it safe?

Properly not

I think we did too much of that stuff

Why

I can’t feel my hat

You weren’t wearing a hat.

Then what’s on my head

Nothing, that’s the problem,

So why am I scared

Because there’s a warlock on your back

Oh he’s cool; he buys me cake and hammers.

Cool

Yeah

Then the bathroom door opens and there stands an amazingly hot girl, they both stare at her with a confuse look on there face.

Girl:
You guys feel better after that

Who the fuck is that

I don’t know

Its ok, I do.

You’re out of it

So are you

prove it

D-ToX flicks the air

Hey don’t you flick my glitter fairy, she’s trying to rest….oh point proven

Erm… Guys are you just going to ignore me.

Hang on a second

Both men stand up and turn away from the girl.

What did we do?

Erm… well I remember drugs

Yes there was definitely a lot of unknown drugs, but after that what the fuck did we do.

Her, I think

You’re not helping, I remember a club, dancing, and we must have met her there.

They both turn back

Did you have a nice time at the club?

I wasn’t there.

Oh yeah

They turn back

Ok after that, we went to a shop

They turn to her again

We met you in the shop didn’t we?

Yes

They turn back

What shop though?

They turn back; the girl is now cuddling the monkey and feeding it a banana

Pet shop

They walk over, and stroke the monkey

It was good, last night, wasn’t it?

Oh yeah

Cool.

Just then the door is smashed down, a swat team burst in, and everybody hits the deck, there are loads of police swarming, and noise of shouting and instructions fill the air. Soon it all dies down D-ToX and Gonzo have there head firmly on the floor, and can’t see what’s going on. When everything is silent, they both lift up; there is nothing but destruction, but the girl and the monkey are gone, the door has been ripped apart, they both walk outside, the place is empty.

Let’s go Ive got a match.

Well three actually, against a guy named Assassin, I can’t help think he my have done more training than I have, but at least the drugs are wearing off.

D-ToX turns to Gonzo, who is pointing to the sky

Look, a dinosaur

What?

Gonzo then collapses, D-ToX, picks him up and throws him in the back seat before taking the drivers position and driving out of the car park at high speed, dust filling the air, D-ToX, now with a relaxed mind, ready for action.

3 stages, is that all.

The scene opens, D-ToX is sitting in the catering section of the arena in Manhattan New York, its pretty quiet, with random workers eating and relaxing before they go back to work. The no smoking sign on the table is promptly ignored by the sharply dressed X-Treme violence champion, as he lights up a cigarette and stairs down the lens of the DUW camera.

D-ToX:
A monologue is an extended, uninterrupted speech or poem by a single person. The person may be speaking his or her thoughts aloud or directly addressing other persons, and today I will be addressing my thoughts on the Assassin

Today I have been thinking, who... the... hell... are you? And why do you get three chances to try and pin me, Lucky son of a bitch! When I won the title, I had to battle threw a one shot inferno match, and I had real risk.

I have decided that I will not make this quick, however you can expect me to go for the win during the second match, but we will see how long it needs to go. The point is, I can do whatever I want to, I can set fire to the ring, cover the ring area in ice, fill the ring with broken glass and beat you over the head with a piano, if I so wish. However I believe I can sometimes be oldskool, and a nice folding chair, always hitting you, until you fall, and in one match in particular it could be for a ten count.

Then again, I am willing to concede a match to you. for example if we enter the cage, its going to be difficult for me, if we both get to the top, and I take control, lock in the arms, and drive your head into the concrete floor with the D-ToXic, technically that match would be yours, but fuck, I would rather break your neck. It’s going to be messy.

Sadly, for you, I think its going to take more than three stages. I mean if I get the first two, I win, so what you need is five out of nine, six out of eleven, so on, so on.

I do want you to know that this match will be brutal, the first inferno match in DUW, that I won, my greatest match, my finest hour, will be no were near as violent as this match, because it will be longer, and a lot more extreme, I was talking to some workers earlier on, and apparently a lot more fans watch the PPVS, because it guarantees blood and no holds bared violence.

And I’m not a man that likes to disappoint.

He stubs out his cigarette, and we fade to black, and DUW logo.