Test Run

Our scene opens as we see an angry K-Money stomping through the backstage hallway, BOOM! He flings his locker-room door open so hard it smacks the wall. Almost as soon as the door flies open two men with their guns drawn grab K-Money and shove him into the locker room where we see J-Dub and Diego tied up in the corner of the room. Sitting in the center of the room we see another man in a suite sitting in a chair and even though the room is bright, somehow he keeps his face shrouded in shadows.

K-Money: That’s an awesome trick, you should teach that to Nio because nobody would complain about never having to see his face again.

Shadow Face: It’s a Freemason trick.

K-Money: That explains a lot, you wanna explain why the hell you little fuckers keep popping up around here?

SF: It’s quite simple Mr.Carter, you are simply a cog in a well-oiled machine and I’m here to make sure you don’t malfunction.

K-Money: Could you be more cryptic?

SF: What did you expect Mr.Carter, me to sit here like some movie villain and tell you our entire plan?

K-Money: Well….yeah as a matter of fact.

SF: No Mr. Carter I won’t be doing that since you would probably try to stop it if you knew the extent of our plan. However I will tell you what your role in our little plan is. It’s quite simple really Mr.Carter, we keep you winning because it makes the minorities happy.

K-Money: WHAT? You mean….

SF: Yes for the first time ever it actually is because you’re black….and Mexican.

K-Money: If that’s the case, why me? Why not Triggaman or Q.C. Thug?

SF: Jesus Christ Mr.Carter, we’re Freemason’s not miracle workers. There’s no way in hell we could turn either one of those guys into winners without making it obvious. You on the other hand are one of the best wrestlers ever so it makes it a lot easier to make sure you win. A little bit slower count when you get pinned, a little bit quicker count when you make a pin and poof you go from great to absolutely unbeatable. Of course we have to have matches like tonight where you get a loss added to your record but we never have you really “lose”.

K-Money: I don’t want to win that way; I’m going public with this.

SF: Yeah and who is going to put it in the news, we control the media.

K-Money: I thought the Jews controlled the media.

SF: Who do you think controls the Jews?

K-Money: Somebody will believe me.

SF: Even if they do Mr.Carter are you saying you don’t want make minorities happy?

K-Money: Wait, I never said that….

SF: Oh I think you did, I think you said you hate black people.

K-Money: Nobody will believe that you asshole.

SF: Look Mr.Carter I’m not here to argue with you, you can do whatever you please just be warned that you may end up like you’re friend Jack Nation.

One of the goons that dragged K-Money into the room grabs a black trash back sitting over in the corner and pulls something out of it, JACK NATION’S HEAD! The scene suddenly changes to a dark bedroom where we see a dark figure sit straight up in bed. The figure reaches over and turns on a lamp sitting on the nightstand on. The figure is revealed to be a sweat covered K-Money who is breathing very heavily, he wipes the sweat from his forehead as Sabrina sits up beside him in bed.

Sabrina: Fine, what’s wrong honey did you have a bad dream.

A single thought runs through the minds of everyone who is watching, oh god, a dream? Come on K-Money you’re really gonna end the “Unbeatable” series this way? Some people even go as far as to click their televisions off; those are the people that are missing out.

K-Money: Yeah, I dreamed that the Freemason’s killed Jack Nation and said I had no choice but to keep winning unless I wanted to end up like him.

Sabrina: So Kris, are you going to keep winning?

The camera pans around to Sabrina’s side of the bed where we see just a glimpse of her hand under her pillow caressing a nickel plated handgun.

K-Money: What? Of course I’m gonna keep winning, it was just a dream.

Sabrina: Good boy.

As Sabrina turns over to go back to sleep K-Money notices something about her that he’s never noticed before. She has a very small almost microscopic tattoo on her neck just under where her hair stops growing. However it just isn’t any tattoo, IT’S A FREEMASON TATOO! K-Money quickly reaches under his own pillow grabbing a black 9mm handgun. He then grabs Sabrina by the throat and puts the gun to her head.

Sabrina: Wait…..

BOOM! K-Money splatters Sabrina’s brains all over the bed sheets.

K-Money: Freemason bitch, NOBODY MAKES ME WIN BUT ME!

With that we….CHANGE SCENES AGAIN! Once again K-Money sits up in bed sweating and breathing heavily as he flips the light on. Just like last time Sabrina sits up beside him in bed.

Sabrina: What’s wrong baby, bad dream?

K-Money: Yeah I had a dream the Freemason’s were behind my constant winning and then in my dream I woke up from that dream. Once I woke up I realized that you were a Freemason so I blew your brains all over the bed.

Sabrina: YOU KILLED ME!?!?

K-Money: Yeah but you had a gun under your pillow and you were gonna kill me if I didn’t go along with the plan.

Sabrina: SO, YOU STILL KILLED ME!

K-Money: Oh it was just a dream, hey since we’re both up, how about a little….

Sabrina: No, you remember this the next time you think about killing me in a dream.

K-Money shrugs and the camera fades to black. That’s right I still ended it with a dream and made you watch longer just to find out it was a dream, HATE ME NOW BITCHES, HATE ME NOW!