**The scene opens up at a local bar nearby the Pro Wrestling Smarks International head office building in Las Vegas, Nevada. The camera zooms into a tall man in the shadows who is seen drinking a Bud Light beer. The camera moves closer to the person, as the camera makes it to the persons face, he is revealed to be Andrew Ryder. Andrew looks straight into the camera and begins speaking.**
Andrew Ryder: This week we are having the Championship League matches, where there are 4 guys counting myself in the section B, David Shane, Mr. Anderson, Mike Dunn and myself. I am facing off against Mike Dunn, the big humongous gorilla, the product of Jack Dunn’s loin. Jackie boy, you think by having your son face me this week on PWSI Worldwide is going to intimidate me, I am sorry but your mistaken because there is no one out there in the business that will ever force or cause me to stop being myself. Mike Dunn, you big walking dummy, you go around trying to say that you’re the biggest animal in all of professional wrestling but you need to look into my eyes when I say this.
**The camera zooms closer to Andrew, until only his eyes can be seen.**
Andrew Ryder: I am the real beast around here and everyone in the back knows so.
**A second voice can be heard speaking up. The voice that Andrew always calls Victor**
Victor: Annnnndy, Andrew my boy, you are half right with your statement, you said that no one in the business will make you stop being yourself. That part is true, because the one person that can, isn’t in the business, that person is me. I will make you change yourself, really from my view point Andrew, you already have. You might not see it, but I see it, and so does your lovely wife. You are right on another point Mike Dunn, isn’t a guy to be messed with, you have to watch out for him Annnndy, he can quickly take you out, so watch him very closely.
**Andrew Ryder’s eyes changes to more of a deep, deep blue as he stares coldly into the camera, seemingly ignoring the voice. The cameraman gets a little scared and runs off leaving the camera behind so Andrew grabs it from the floor and begins to film himself. Staring more intently into the camera.**
Andrew Ryder: This is what’s in store for you, Mike, the minute you step into the ring with yours truly, “The Killer” Andrew Ryder. I will dissect every part of your body, as I will come raining down with punches on you big man. And unless you have thick skin over that blubber, it is gonna hurt. I’ll be raining those punches on you so fast and so strong you will be shielding yourself instead of wrestling. You’ll hear the crowd cheering for me above the ringing in your ears. I can already hear it now.
**Andrew Ryder begins to smile, as a voice over can be heard of fans chanting, Ry…der…Ry…der…Ry…der.**
Victor: The Killer, is that what you call yourself Andrew. You a Killer, really, really, really, you don’t have it in you Andrew, to kill anyone.
Andrew Ryder: Sureeeeee Victor, whatever you say, you haven’t been watching me then, because you would see some of my matches, where I took out some of the toughest stars.
Victor: Do you really, really, think that those punches of yours are going to be able to stop Mike, you are more dumb then I thought you were, if you think that is going to stop him. Don’t let him to close to you Annndy, because you wouldn’t want him on top of you ever, the weight alone would be hard to muster, unless of course you have the strength in your legs to use momentum and push with your all to flip him off.
**Andrew Ryder takes another swig of his beer before continuing, seeing as him talking about Mike Dunn, and hearing the other voice, made him real thirsty.
Andrew Ryder: It doesn’t matter whether I hit you with the Ryder Stretch, the AKR Slam, The Destroyer Bomb, or even The Killer Punt because no matter which one I choose it will cause you nothing but agonizing pain and defeat. I’ve seen your finisher, the Mass Effect and it might be able to put away smaller guys but in case you forgot Mike, I am no small guy. I am a 6 foot 8 inch, two hundred and fifty pound killer so you are going to need more than just the Mass Effect to beat me. I am known to go out of the norms in order to beat my opponent.
Victor: You can’t overlook that move of his Annnnndy, it might take out some smaller guys, but it can take out the bigger guys too. So don’t take that move too lightly. When have you ever been normal my son.
**Andrew Ryder gets an enraged look on his face, with the mention of the words, my son.**
Andrew Ryder: That there is something that you need to keep in the back of your mind Mike, because I am not going to be held responsible for my actions against you. Your father wants to try and use you as a weapon of mass destruction in hopes of taking me out and leaving me on the shelf but I am afraid that your father is sadly mistaken because a normal man has limits and knows when he is at his wits end but you see I am not a normal man.
Victor: Annnndy, I see you like your beer, you shouldn’t be drinking at the moment. But enjoy that beer, because we will see at the end of the match who will be bathed in champagne.
Andrew Ryder: I have no limits and I have no remorse for my opponents. I won’t stop just because of a little injury from kicking your ass all over that arena in Switzerland Mike Dunn, for far too long you have been treated as a spoiled brat getting everything that you wanted but come time for our match in Switzerland, there is nothing no one can do to help you get yourself out of this match because I am not going to allow them to. Mike Dunn, you seem like a nice guy but it is your father that puts you in sticky situations so that is something if I were you that I would try to fix with my father before coming out to the ring for the next match your father interjects you into.
**Andrew Ryder orders another beer and continues speaking into the camera, ignoring the warnings from Victor that he should slack off on the drinking. Andrew after a moment stops in his tracks, realizing that he doesn’t need to be drinking at the moment, he gets an enraged look on his face before throwing the beer against the wall.**
Andrew Ryder: Mike Dunn, you cut a darn good promo package bringing up that I am a former 3 time World Champion, and that I need to bring my game up to the level of the legends in this business but I think you need to be the one to look in the mirror because unlike yourself I am at that level and this week on Worldwide you’re going to find that out firsthand the hard way. Mike Dunn, while you were away for some time doing who knows what, I have been perfecting my craft and making my move set better in the ring so you are in for a nice surprise when the two of us get in the ring. Mike Dunn, you seem to know a lot about everything and me. The I in PWSI stands for International as it is something greater than normal so what is what I am going to show the fans around the world especially the sold-out crowd in Switzerland when I beat you in this Champions League match, you and I both are representing group B, and I will be the victor in this match. You will fall down to obscurity.
**Andrew Ryder walks over to the broken beer bottle laying on the ground, as the glass shards are laying all around, he picks one of them up, and pulls it towards his head slightly cutting a small gash in his head that begins to pour blood down the front of his face. Andrew gets an evil look in his eyes as he is transforming. With the blood still in his face he pays for his tab, and walks out. He reaches up wiping some of the blood off his head, and rubs it against his shirt; the blood can be seen on his shirt, in an X shape. He walks across the street to the airport parking lot where his truck is parked. He grabs his gear out of the truck and heads towards the airport. He shakes his head, as some of the blood shakes off. Andrew Ryder takes off the shirt he has own and uses it to wipe the blood off his forehead, and changes into another shirt. At this point the blood as dwindled down, and it is just a cut across his head, but isn’t bleeding.**
Victor: This can be the proof of what kind of man my son… Annnndy has turned into as of late, he is no longer the pussy type Andrew, that would turn over for anyone. He will do anything and everything to get a victory, so Mike get ready for a war. Be jealous of my son, once he is victorious.
**Andrew Ryder walks through the scanning and shows his boarding pass as he waits with others in the waiting area for the plane. They call his row as he shows the flight attendant his plane ticket as he boards the plane. He orders a coffee after he takes his seat and the plane is in the air. Shortly after the airplane hostess brings Andrew Ryder his coffee. He thanks her and begins to take a sip of the coffee. Afterwards he lays his head back against the seat, resting his eyes for a little while. The scene skips on until the plane is about to land. Andrew Ryder looks out of the window with an intense stare. He sees the clouds overhead of the landing. The plane lands, and he unboards the plane, grabbing his carrying on bag, which is his only luggage. His private chauffeur is there waiting on him, they leave the airport, as the scene draws to a close.**
