We open outside the Wolf's Den, Wolfdogg's occupancy in Lousiana, the
neon sign flickering on and off in the swampy, humid summer evening.
We walk up to the front door, from the prespective of the cameraman.
The cameraman knocks at the door. The door opens and Hikari is in the
doorway. Suddenly, the cameraman is pounced by Wolfdogg's 9 Akitas,
each licking his face, as a sign of affection. Hikari tries to get
the dogs under control and the cameraman gets to his feet. He then
walks over to see Wolfdogg, wearing a generic white T-Shirt, a pair
of black shorts and boiling his feet in a washing pan full of hot
water. He's chugging down hot water from his usual iron kettle. After
a few moments, Wolf pulls the spout from his mouth, puts the kettle
on the ground next to him, and wipes his mouth of any access water.

Cameraman [off-screen]: "...Um, why are you boiling your feet?"

Wolf: "Well, after those bastards stole the 'copter, I had to walk
back. And, excuse the pun, but my dogs are still barking!"

In the background, a few of Wolf's Akitas start barking.

Cameraman: "Well, what are your thoughts on Summer Heat?"

Wolf looks over to his wall, and looks at the newly framed Apocalypse
Hardcore Title. A plaque under it reads, "A blemish destroyed...at a
cost...".

Wolf: "Hmmm, first off, my hardcore unification match. Apocalypse,
damnit, your sissy rival got in my way again, he distracted me and
allowed you to get off that crappy finisher of yours! Bastard! I
swear, if there's anything left of him after your match with him, I
swear, Crumpet...uh, that's not it, McRichen, no, Lemon! I'd like to
take a shot at this rich bastard for stealing my pride for the third
straight time, I can't have a serious match with Apoc, without that
bastard being somewhat involved! Grrr...I fucking hate people who
interfere with my mission..."

Cameraman: "...That being...?"

Wolf: "To regain my pride!!! I will crush all rivals!!! And I can't
gain any respect, if some asshole tries to stop me from winning
matches on my own!!! Grrr...but, the point is, it seems that
Apocalypse is the only member of his family that realizes the meaning
of pride."

Cameraman: "What are you implying...?"

Wolf: "Nebula. You and your partner had to use CONSTRUCTION EQUIPMENT
to beat me, and after I got out, you and your pussy-ass partner ran
off like cowards!!! Real champions you guys are! I'd like to fight
you on my turf, but according to the HWF, it seems that the rest of
the U.S. appears to have disappeared. And the thought that Louisiana
being the only part of the U.S., ...you guessed it, it gives me the
heebie-jeeblies. I have to admit, I had a soft landing in that
Louisiana soil. Then again, that's probably because the soil is as
soft as shit."

Wolf smiles...

Wolf: "Or maybe..."

Cameraman: "I think we get what you're trying to imply."

Wolf: "Hmmm, as much as it is my duty to spell my thoughts out to
this public, the idea of leaving them in suspense makes me smile.
But, back to what I was saying, Nebula. You. Me. Mano e Mano. Let's
drop the silly tag-team matches and have ourselves a brawl. Then
again, I guess we can never see you on T.V. without your baggage, so
your partner will more than likely interfere in any match I challenge
you to. But, that's Louisiana public schooling for you, isn't it?"

Wolf smirks again.

Wolf: "Let's move onto a different subject, shall we? Cracker, our
new champion. I must say..."

Wolf stops in mid-sentence. He then smiles at the camera.

Wolf: "Congratulations. Hopefully, you can bring this fed back to its
near-mythological past. I must admit, if anything you deserve it. I
mean, let's face it, you're the ONLY man in this fed to beat me, fair
and square. No partners. No previous matches. No huge electrical
equipments. Just a man who beat a giant without any help from
anybody. I must admit, at first, I was pissed off. I couldn't believe
that I was beaten. But, now, I've learned to swallow my lumps, and
take my first fair loss in the HWF. But, please, don't let my
seriousness dampen your party, you'd better be living it up! Ha-ha!"

Cameraman: ".......Well...that was odd."

Wolf: "So, what's on for this week?"

Cameraman: "Well, you fighting Amp Axton."

Wolf's smile immediately turns into a frown.

Wolf: "You mean that Australian rocking jobber?"

Cameraman: "Actually, he's..."

Wolf: "Y'know, I actually went to Australia once. Pretty nice place,
too many kangaroos, though. That's where I met Hikari."

Wolf looks over and smiles at Hikari. She smiles back.

Cameraman: "ACTUALLY, he's British."

Wolf: "Oh. Couldn't tell. Sounded like an Australian to me. So, looks
like Sniper owes me 3 bucks."

Cameraman: "Huh?"

Wolf: "After the last Frenzy, when we were walking out, I bet Sniper
3 bucks, that I'd be reduced to fighting another loser on the next
Frenzy."

Cameraman: "Well, actually, he almost got the tag titles."

Wolf: "Actually, he was so far away from getting the tag titles, that
he only got hits off when Sniper and I interfered in that match.
What's he going to do? Play 'Stairway to Heaven' so many times that I
want to bludgeon him with his own 'bloody' guitar? Hell, now I
remember him, always saying, 'Bloody 'ell. Bloody 'ell' WELL, I'LL
GIVE HIM A REASON TO ALWAYS SAY BLOODY!!! He'll be so damn bloody,
that they'll be mopping up his remains for weeks to come!!!!"

Cameraman: "Tough words."

Wolf then pulls his feet out of the boiling water, and stands up. He
smiles fiercely at the camera. The scene cuts to static...