*Tony Raine and the Tornadoes are finishing up a song while Storm Harrison sits at his desk listening. The band finishes and Storm turns to the camera while tapping a pencil on the desk.*
Storm Harrison: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest tonight is someone whom I have had a long standing feud with. It was last season when this man attacked me, unprovoked, and put me out of action for some time. Now, it is time to bury that hatchet and move on. Please welcome, Johnny Young!
*The Tornadoes begin to play something but it is suddenly muted out by Johnny Young's music blaring through the arena. The band stops and looks around. Tony Raine is clearly annoyed. Johnny Young steps out to the stage and the fans start cheering. He walks over to Storm Harrison who greets him in front of his desk. Storm looks agitated but does his best to grin and bear it. Johnny has a wide smile and gives Storm an overly enthusiastic handshake. Storm motions his hand to the chair next to Storm's desk and Johnny takes a seat. Storm walks back behind the desk and sits down.*
Johnny Young: Storm. I gotta say, it's a nice set you've got here. Great looking desk. Ikea?
SH: You son of a -- No. It is not Ikea. This is a very expensive desk! It has handcrafted by master craftsmen and... and you know what? It doesn't matter. I really don't appreciate you disrespecting my band by playing your music over them and I don't appreciate you making wise cracks about my fantastic talk show. That being said, you are Johnny Young and I shouldn't expect any less.
JY: Really, I do like the desk.
SH: Ok, ok. So the reason you are here is because you attacked me, injured me so badly that a lesser man would not have recovered. I think we'd both like to move on and you have graciously offered to apologize to me.
JY: I have agreed to make an apology.
SH: And right here, on my show!
JY: I have agreed to make an apology here, on your show.
SH: Well, anytime you are ready to apologize to me, you go ahead.
*Storm adjusts his tie and smiles with a look of victory on his face.*
JY: Well Storm, I said I would apologize but I never said I wanted to apologize to you.
*Storm looks puzzled.*
SH: What?
JY: I would like to take this opportunity to apologize to the NRWL fans. Fans, I am truly sorry that I shoved Storm Harrison down the stairs. If I had known that he would have become this annoying I would never, ever have done it. Please, I beg of you to find it in your hearts to forgive me for what I've done. It's all my fault that you have to deal with this obnoxious talking head.
SH: How dare you!!!
*Storm dives over the desk and tackles Johnny Young. Both men roll over the couch to the floor. Johnny gets the upper hand and throws Storm over the back of the couch. Storm gets up and raises his hands to Johnny, who is approaching from the other side of the couch.*
SH: Johnny, Stop! Stop Johnny! Don't do this! I'm serious. Don't do this. You don't know how big of a mistake this is. Johnny, if you don't back down right now it will be the biggest mistake of your life.
*Johnny jumps over the couch and grabs Storm by the tie. He looks over at Storm's desk and then looks to the crowd, pointing to the desk. The crowd cheers loudly. Johnny smiles, and throws Storm down to the floor behind the desk. He then sets Storm up for a power bomb through the desk. Just as he starts to pick Storm up, Johnny is hit from behind by a huge man in a leather jacket. Storm quickly crawls away. The huge man slams Johnny's head into the desk several times. He spins Johnny around and punches him in the face several times before a hard punch to the gut. The man delivers a gutwrench powerbomb to Johnny Young through the heavy desk. As the crowd boos loudly, the man stands over Johnny Young's motionless body, staring down at him. Storm Harrison stands up slowly and cautiously walks over to the destroyed desk. He finds a microphone among the wreckage.*
SH: *Speaking slowly* I told you, Johnny. You didn't listen to me. All you had to do was apologize. It's all I wanted and we could have moved on. You couldn't even give me that.You are a vicious, dangerous man and I haven't forgotten what you did to me. I wasn't going to be stupid enough to let it happen again. I knew I needed protection if things turned sour. So, I found one of the dangerous men to ever wrestle in the NRWL and I hired him to be my bodyguard.
*The man standing over Johnny Young's battered body lifts his head, revealing an angry face with cold, white eyes.*
SH: Johnny, meet my new bodyguard. Caleb!!!
*Storm tosses the microphone onto Johnny's chest and kicks him in the shoulder once. Johnny doesn't move. The fans boo Storm as he walks away. Caleb follows close behind his new employer as they walk backstage.*
