Dave McIntyre vs. Ethan Everhart

[Ben Zenith]

NOTE: The Deadline for the First show will be Feb 1st. Midnight. The Deadline for the second (Award) show is Feb. 5th. this is JUST for this occassion only. All Surge Events are normally Bi-Weekly.
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Non-Title Match
Dave McIntyre vs. Ethan Everhart
Another potential show stealer! They were just tag partners not too long ago, but NOW they're facing off in a Non-Title Match, that Everyone and their mother will be watching.

[Davey]

It’s a typical early Saturday morning in Edinburgh. The January rain is pouring from the heavens and the howling wind is rattling the window pains of Dave’s Edinburgh mansion. Dave is in the living room of his home, with his open log fire roaring away in the background, watching with great interest as people scuttle about his home running lighting and other cable across the 200 year old floor.

You see, today isn’t really any typical normal day, as If there can be such a thin when you are one of wrestling’s biggest stars, no today is the day that The Wrestling channel we due to conduct and Interview with Dave at his home.

This was a Historic moment for the Channel, it was the first time anyone from television, barring Dave’s own PWO company, had been allowed inside the mansion to film, and boy were they planning on main the most of it.

Just then the door bursts open, and Dave’s wife Laura stands in the door way looking furious, she is clearly not happy about something, and when Laura is pissed off, then the whole world is going to find out about it, that you can be sure of.

Laura: Dave why the fuck did you agree to do this on a weekend, its bloody carnage in this house.

Dave doesn’t say a word but looks at his long suffering wife with a massive grin spread across his face.

Laura: Its alright for you, sitting there bloody smiling, all you have to do is go on Television and talk for a bit and get treated like a big star for it, this is disrupting my whole day.

Dave gets up out his chair and walks over to Laura, wrapping his arms round her neck and kissing her gently on the forehead.

McIntyre: how quickly you forget hey? If I didn’t do things like this to make the money to keep you in the lifestyle you were so accustomed how would you feel then hey? If we were living in a one bedroom box somewhere, me, you and the kids, then how would you feel?

Laura: Yeah, well I suppose, but at least give me some warning next time, I don’t like being woken to the sound of men running cables through my house.

Dave grin cheekily

McIntyre: No, I know how you like being woken up.

Laura shakes her head and leaves the room, off to tend to the children, while the shows producer comes over to speak to Dave.

Producer: We are ready to go whenever you are Dave

The producer leads Dave onto the make shift set in his living room, where he is introduce to the Wrestling Channels interviewer Joey Wright.

Wright: Dave, it’s a pleasure to meet you at long last.

Dave glares at Wright's and blatantly ignores his outstretched hand.

McIntyre: When you address me it’s Mr. McIntyre, it will pay to remember that.

Joey manages a wry smile as Dave takes a seat on the set, turning his head to look out of the window at the pouring rain.

Wright: Mr. McIntyre, I appreciate you taking the time to come meet with me, I know you must be very busy what with your PWO, ECWF and NBA commitments, so we will try not to take up to much of your time.

Dave says nothing but nods his head in agreement.

Wright: what brought you to NBA, you are a multi millionaire, and you already wrestle for PWO and ECWF as well as taking lead roles in booking for PWO. Why have you decided to stretch yourself further and join NBA?

McIntyre: Well Mr. Wright, lest just say I am there to add to my legacy. You see, I am a living legend, and one of the most decorated me in this business. I just want to show the people of NBA the real meaning of the word LEGEND. I’m not some punk ass kid claiming I might be a legend in the future, I am a living, breathing, larger than life, honest to god legend, and I feel I need to share that with the people. I mean, it wouldn’t be fair if I limited my talents to the fans of PWO and ECWF now would it? Back in my peak I was appearing in 4 or 5 federations a week, so 3 really is nothing new for me really.

Joey Wright shakes his head, almost amused at Dave’s arrogant response.

Wright: some would say you were more committed back in those days though, more focused, possibly more hungry, do you not agree?

Dave grins cockily and slides forward in his chair and squinting at Joey

McIntyre: ah I was wondering how long it would be before this old question was brought up, do you know how bored I am with having to come up with different sounding answers to this question?

You know what, maybe I was more focused in those days, I was blinkered, I would do whatever it took to reach my goals no matter who I had to trample over, or who I had to hurt to get there. To be frank I was a dick to everyone that new me, friends, family or foe, they all took the brunt of my attitude.

Am I the same person I was then? No, I have learnt how to focus my attention on the thins that really matter in life, like my wife and my children, but trust me when I say this Joey, don’t for one second believe that this makes me any less hungry for success. If you want to look at an example look at my short NBA career. My first night there and I won the US championship, does that sound like a man that has lost his hunger? It may have been the 17th title of my career Joey, but I tell you the feeling when you win the gold, it doesn’t get any less of an intense experience and this is why I fight tooth and nail every time I go out there, to make sure I keep the gold where it belongs, round my perfect waist.

Wright: Let’s talk a little about NBA’s VIP.

Dave’s face curls up into a scowl as he glares at Joey Wright

McIntyre: Lets not!

Ignoring Dave’s warning shot Joey plods on regardless

Wright: You and him had some issues, next thing we know, poof he’s gone. Back in the day you were known for being a master politician and using your stroke for getting your own way, some people in NBA may feel that this is your dark side raising its ugly head again. What do you have to say on the matter?

Dave stays quiet for a few moments to look into the glowing ember of the fire. It is clear that Dave is trying not to lose his cool, but his patience is being tried that’s for sure.

McIntyre: I’m going to say this only once, and then we are going to get right off this subject, cause really, you are beginning to piss me off.

VIP did something of questionable class and integrity, which I won’t go into here but most people know what I’m talking about, so yes, I made my displeasure known, just to make sure it wouldn’t happen again. It was his choice to leave, I had no part in that, now lets move on.

Wright: On this weeks surge you face a man who last week you teamed up with. Ethan Everhart is one of the fastest growing stars in NBA right now, how do you see this match going?

McIntyre: You know something, I actually like Ethan, I think he is going to go far, I hadn’t really seen a lot of him before last week, but last week he really impressed me. Can he hang with The Chosen One? Well that’s a question that remains to be answered, but over the next week we shall see.

I will say this though to my friend Ethan. This is your chance to take the spot light, you know that when you step into the ring with me the whole world will be watching. Make your play son, snatch that spotlight but rest assured you are going to have to earn it, I will not be handing anything to you on a plate.

Good luck Ethan……I will be seeing you soon!

With that Dave unclips his microphone and drops it to the table in front of him. He nods at Joey Wright before he exits the room and off to find Laura

[Ethan Everhart]

"The Oracle"
Ethan Everhart
In:

The Winning Factor


The scene opens on Ethan and Erin Everhart. It is exactly 8:12 in the morning in Las Vegas, Nevada. We are taken to the private gym of Ethan Everhart. A gym that Ethan built from scratch. This was a place where Ethan would usually go, to not only train, but to be by himself and think. Now, he gladly shares it with his wife, Erin. He knows that in order for her to stand in his corner, she has to ready for anything. Anything can, and will, happen in the NBA.



It's been several hours already. Ethan and his wife, Erin, have been up since the break of dawn, training. This has been the usual scene since the couple had decided to work together as a unit, in the ongoing preperation of Ethan's rise to the top of the NBA World. It was just a year and a half ago when Ethan began his career in another organization. An organization that went under, due to the lack of dedication by its owners. It's different for him now in the New Breed Alliance. It isn't an organization that has gotten stale and unoriginal with time. But an organization that has grown, due to its perserverance, and for its willingness to change with the times. Hence, it is called "New Breed". Some might even call Ethan, a New Breed of Talent. He is something that no one has ever seen before, and he likes it that way. His opponents? Not so much.

Ethan knows however, that he is going into a match that will once again test his abilities, as well as his heart. Why his heart? Dave McIntyre isn't a legend in his own mouth. He understands that no one becomes the NBA United States Champion in their first match, because of politics. Ethan has gotten the chance to see the man in action. He has gotten the chance to team up with the man. Now, he gets the opportunity to face the man. It won't be easy, but for Ethan, that makes this confrontation all the worthwild. Ethan's eyes tell the story. Erin has seen that look in his eyes before. It is the look of a determined warrior.

Erin: "That is so sexy."

Ethan: "Excuse me, hon?"

Erin: (Laughing) "Sorry, that was just me thinking out loud."

Ethan: "Well then, you need to think out loud more often."

They both chuckle, as Ethan holds his wife and gives her a gentle kiss on the cheek. Across from them, they look at themselves in a huge mirror. She sighs in sweet bliss, thanking God for the time she has been able to spent with her husband. He, in turn, does the same. All these years, she has supported him. She has become more than just a wife he goes to every night. She is the wind beneath his wings. They are tuly as the Bible says, One Flesh. She has made the decision to be a part of Ethan's wrestling career. Together, they have embarked on a new journey. A journey filled with tests and trials, but at the same time, it is a journey that will be filled with joys and triumphs. No matter what the journey may face them, they will be facing it together.

Suddenly, footsteps can be heard in the background. They can already tell who it is. Ian Mason; A manager, an agent, and most importantly, a friend, who has been more like a brother. Ethan never had a brother growing up. Ian was just the person to fill that void. It is no secret that Ian has a ruthless side. But when he is around Ethan and Erin, something inside of him changes. Secretly, he sometimes wish he had what they have. The type of relationship that they have, can only be found in story books.
Ian is always working behind the scenes, making sure that everything that needs to be taken care of, is. He notices that Ethan and Erin are having an intimate moment. He appears hesitant, as he enters the room.


Ian: "Good Morning."

Ethan: "Morning."

Erin: "Morning, Ian."

Ian: "Ethan, you got some time right now?"

Ethan: "Sure."

Erin: "I'll let you two boys talk."

Ian: "Thanks Erin."

Ethan: "Don't go too far now babe."

Erin: "Oh, I won't."

Still smiling, Erin walks out of the room, to let Ethan and Ian talk business. Not because she isn't welcomed to the conversation, but simply because she trusts Ian. She also knows that there are times when guys just want to be able to hang out with other guys. Besides, she knows that Ethan will tell her everything later.

Ian: "Sorry if I interrupted something."

Ethan: "Don't worry about it Ian. So what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?"

Ian: "Well, I have comprised a list of people that are interested in talking with you about endorsements. I'm not sure if you are into that sort of thing. Consider it."

Ethan: "Not that I don't appreciate it Ian, but right now I've got a lot of other things on my mind right now. Namely, my upcoming match with the NBA United States Champion, Dave McIntyre."

Ian: "True. Sorry about that. I didn't mean to distract you. But once you get a chance, we'll talk."

Ethan: "Sounds good, buddy."

Ian: "Speaking of Dave, what about that situation with VIP last week? I mean, what was that all about?"

Ethan: "I honestly do not know the whole story Ian. But, I think VIP may have pissed off someone higher up in NBA management. I did hear about VIP's questionable actions. That sort of thing just doesn't belong in this sport Ian. VIP has been known to piss a few people off here and there, but this time, he may have gone too far. It's too bad though. I felt he had a bright future here in the NBA. In reality, he only has himself to blame. But enough about him Ian. He is now just a memory. And what I do with memories, is leave them in the past. This is now. And right now, all I can say about the "living", "breathing" Legend is that although I may not be considered a "Legend", nor do I claim to be one, I am also "living" and "breathing" as well. And as long as I am alive and breathing my friend, I am not going to go quietly into the night. Now I truly respect Dave as an athlete and as a legend in the sport, but in no way am I star-strucked. Don't get me wrong Ian, this won't be a cakewalk by any means. Nor do I underestimate Dave. But in no way am I intimidated by his Legendary status. I can't afford to be. I am going into this match Saturday with one thing on my mind, and that is winning."

Ian: "Well you have to admit it was kind of funny how VIP was taken away in a dump truck."

Ethan: "Listen Ian, I really have to get back to work. But I want to thank you my friend, for working hard behind the scenes. You've been a big help to me and Erin."

Ian: "Hey man, it comes with the job. Besides, if I let you do it, you'd be in the poor house."

Ethan chuckles and shakes Ian's hands. Ian nods and walks out of the gym. Erin returns back into the gym. She hands Ethan a bottle of water.

Ethan: "Thanks babe."

Erin: "Your welcome. Now, are we going to work out our muscles or our mouths?"

Ethan: "Hey, you have really been working out hard baby."

Erin: "And you know what? It's working. I feel good. I haven't felt this good in a long time. Look at these muscles."

Erin flexes her biceps and places Ethan's right hand on them. He squeezes gently and nods in approval. They once again chuckle, and in an instant, she is back in his arms.

Erin: "So now where were we before we were interrupted?"

Ethan gives her a kiss on the lips, but as difficult as it is, he shows some restraint.

Erin: "Why stop now?"

Ethan: "Babe, if I don't stop now, It will be that much more difficult to stop me later. Besides, who knows who could be watching us right now."

Erin: "Fine. We'll finish that part of our training in the privacy of our bedroom. Besides, you look as ready as I have ever seen you."

Ethan: "Thank you. I know that with you by my side, I am more than ready."

Erin: "Oh, you're just saying that because you love me."

Ethan: "You know that I do."

Erin: "So what time do you expect your sparring partners to arrive?"

Ethan: "They should be here soon."

Erin: "You have me till then."

Ethan: "Ha, ha. Yes I do darling."

Erin: "I was just thinking sweety. Don't you find it sort of ironic that you are now going to face Dave McIntyre, especially when he was your tag partner just recently? I really don't understand how that works."

Ethan: "You know, it is funny how just last week, Dave and I were partners. And now, we're facing each other. But this match was bound to take place. I didn't think it would happen so soon, but I'm glad it did. That's just how the wrestling business works. Now, they say this might be a potential showstopper, but I disagree. This will be a definite showstopper."

Erin: "Well, if you say it will be, then I agree."

Ethan: "I always said you were a wise woman Erin."

Erin: "I can already see you with the NBA World Title."

Ethan: "Okay, you're a genius. But seriously, I'm not looking past Dave McIntyre on this one. Yes, the match between Craig Lovecraft, Jimmy Ice, and myself, showed the world what I am capable of. But it also showed me what I am capable of. Yes, I want a World Title shot so bad that it hurts. But before I can even think of getting a match for the NBA Major League Title, or, even better, a match with Ben Zenith for the coveted NBA World Heavyweight Title, my thoughts are in winning my match against McIntyre, first and foremost. One reason so few of us achieve what we truly want is that we never direct our focus; we never concentrate our power. Most people dabble their way through life, never deciding to master anything in particular. The rest will come in due time. Am I capable of stealing the spotlight, and "hang" with the legendary Dave McIntyre? I personally don't care that much about stealing the spotlight, but I plan on doing more than just "hang" with Dave. But if I had to answer that question, I would put it this way; After taking 20 or so chairshots by Eddie G. and still coming out on top, and then a week later, be able to kick out of 20 or so Classic Ironman's and Craig Bottoms, I would say, what do you think? The answer is an unequivocal yes."

Erin: "And the world will most definitely be watching."

Ethan: "That, you can also be sure of."

Erin: "That is so sexy."

Ethan: "Excuse me, hon?"

Erin: (Laughing) "Sorry, that was just me thinking out loud."

Ethan: "Well then, you need to think out loud more often."

The scene finally fades on a determined looking Ethan Everhart. However, the story continues. Ethan knows that his climb to the top requires that he first defeat the NBA United States Champion, Dave McIntyre. It is a challenge he welcomes, and more than ready to face, head on.


"One reason so few of us achieve what we truly want is that we never direct our focus; we never concentrate our power. Most people dabble their way through life, never deciding to master anything in particular.” - Ethan



To Be Continued

[Davey]

It’s a muggy and wet January morning in the heart of Texas. The driving rain falls in sheets, battering the tarmac below. Dave slowly winds through the morning traffic in downtown Dallas, with his long suffering wife Laura beside him. Both Dave and his wife sit in complete silence, not uttering a word, Laura gazes out of the window into the black thunder clouds forming over head, there is a veil of tension in the air and it will soon become apparent why.

A word first on our location, Dallas, Texas you see is wrapped and twisted round Dave’s history, since the age of 18 it is quiet possible that Dave has spent more time in this Texas City than in his home town back in Scotland. It was here in 1991 that Dave honed his craft, it was in this very city that Dave met up with veteran south African grappler Dave Seward, and it was in this very city that Dave built himself to be the man he is today.

By coincidence, or maybe not so, Dallas was also the home to the head quarters of Dave’s Powerslam Wrestling Organization, a company that he had helped build from the ground up. A company that he took from the ashes of another failed organization and moulded into one of the finest independent organizations in the world today, and a company that had consumed much of his life for the last 22 months. This is the very reason why Dave is here today.

Dave pulls into the parking lot of PWO head quarters, a strange 4 story building, a mass of glass and steel and pulls into his private parking space right in front of the building, Dave sits for a few moments, with the engine still running, it is clear that The Chosen one is caught in two minds, about what is about to transpire, and he is still not 100% sure that the decision he is about to take is right, in his mind with the engine still running its not to late, he can still change his mind.

Laura looks at her husband with a look of pity on her face. His wide eyes and furrowed brow give the impression of a very troubled man. She rests her hand on his leg gently as not only a way of trying to reassure her husband, but also a way of brining him out of his trance like state that he has found himself in since pulling in to his parking space.

Dave turns to look at his wife, but says nothing, he rests his head in his hands for a few moments, half looking at Laura, half gazing out of the window at the sheets of rain falling around them.

Laura: You ready to go?

Dave says nothing but looks down at the floor, he slowly turns the keys in the ignition, bringing the purring engine to a spluttering stop. He removes the keys and slowly opens his door, stepping out into the pouring rain.

Laura makes a dash for the front door off the office block, and the shelter from the rain. Dave on the other hand pauses and looks up at the office he had helped create, he is oblivious to the fact that he is getting soaked he just gazes up at the Scottish flag, that flutters and swirls in the wind beside its American and PWO cousins, struggling to stay alive in the driving rain.

Dave shakes his head sadly as he puts his head down and joins his wife in the lobby of the building. The Chosen one keeps his head down as he makes his way past the reception desk on the way to the elevator to take his to his office on the 4th Floor. Dave’s eyes are trained on his feet, not acknowledging or even looking at his various personnel on the way past them. They whisper amongst themselves as Dave goes past on a walk he has done so many times before, only on this occasion it seems longer somehow

Laura leads Dave into the elevator and the unmistakeable crackle of crap music fills the air. Why is it that no matter how nice the building the music in the elevator is always shit? It is not long till Dave reaches his office, where he is met by his attorney. Dave sits down at his desk and his attorney hands him a think wedge of papers to sign.

Dave rests his head on his hands again and looks down at the stack in front of him. This was it, decision time. Dave was about to make what could be the biggest business decision of his life, and one that could change how the wrestling world was shaped forever.

Dave looks up from his desk and takes a few moments to look around at the cluttered walls. All around Dave’s office hang memories of a brilliant career. From titles to magazine covers. From picture of his great accomplishments to articles from the crowning achievements of PWO. This office is his safe haven, and like Ali Baba’s cave it is filled with treasure. Although theses treasures are not ones that you can spend, oh no, theses treasures are years of wrestling history all under one roof.

Dave looks at his record of achievement, then looks down at the papers on his desk. Dave looks back at the walls again, then back at the papers on his desk. It is clear that the chosen one is torn between two worlds and knows not to which one he belongs.

McIntyre:

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings -- nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run --
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And -- which is more -- you'll be a Man, my son

!

Those were the some of the words Rudyard Kipling's inspirational poem If, which first came to print in 1909, and since that day the words of the famous author have been inspiring men and women all round the world. Today that is exactly what I am seeking, inspiration, guidance and courage.

You see these paper that sit on this desk in front of me? This is a contract, confirming the sale of my beloved PWO, and relinquishing all the power I have over the product, all it is waiting for is my signature, and then after nearly two years at the helm I will turn over my baby to another man.

The only experience I can liken this to would be parents giving away there child for adoption. I was there since the beginning. The very first Disorder card? Look at it, there in black and white for the rest of History is the name Dave McIntyre. No other current PWO superstar can make that claim, no one! So I saw my baby being born, and watched like a loving parent as my small child began to grow, and my little bundle of joy was growing at some rate, looking back at it now two years down the line, if you look at the roster it’s a who’s who of our business! Guys like Tony Cliffton, JM Hardy, Maverick, Damian, Jay St Clair, Jimmy Ice, Daniel Golding and hell even a Dave McIntyre, that’s a mighty impressive roster when you consider that people had written us off before we had even begun, we were given 2 months as the most before people thought we would die.

Dave smirks

McIntyre: Guess we proved them wrong! Anyway, I am sure the question on everyone’s lips is, why if I love it so much am I ready to give it up? I can answer that question with one word……greatness!

You see as great as PWO is, it has taken up mammoth amounts of my time and energy, and as a result I have let myself become the sacrifice. Go back two years, before PWO emerged and look at some of my promos from back then, look at some of my matches from back the. Now compare them to what I have become.

Dave gets up from his desk and begins to slowly wander round the room, getting a closer look at the pictures that make an accurate timeline of is past. He pauses beside a picture of himself just after winning his first NAW world title.

McIntyre: This man in this picture, he sees like a million miles away from the man I have become. I have allowed myself get so distracted by the running of PWO that I have forgotten my first passion, competing, winning matches and taking the gold. Back in my day I was almost unbeatable, theses days I seem to struggle to keep myself above mediocre.

Oh sure, once in a while you will get to see flashes of brilliance a glimpse of the old me, but I have to face facts.

Dave comes across a picture of him with his friend Jimmy Ice in an ECWF ring.

McIntyre: I have become little more than a midcareer, playing lackey or sidekick to men that during my peak wouldn’t have been able to touch me, and I mean no offence to anyone, but it’s the truth, seldom few could match up to me.

Dave perches on the corner of his desk and runs his hand through his hair. As Laura starts packing all Dave’s memories away into boxes ready to take home.

McIntyre: So my friends, this has what it has come down to, In order to be great once more I have to get me focus back to where it belongs, and that’s what I do inside the ring.

Ethan, I know you have seen what I do, and I’m sure biased on current performance’s you think that this one is yours for the taking, you have this in the bag. And lets face it, why shouldn’t you, any man that can hang with Jimmy Ice and Craig Lovecraft has the right to feel supremely confident about there abilities, you may have the right to think that stepping into the ring with me will be a foregone conclusion, biased on my below par performances that the world has seen recently.

Dave leans forward and grins wickedly as Laura takes the boxes down to the car with the help of a porter.

McIntyre: But rest assured the world is about to see a whole different chosen one…..not a new chosen one…..but the chosen one of old!

And Ethan old pal, when you look up at me from your back, and you are squinting through the glare of the lights as the referee raises my hand, try to remember on thing…..

Its Just Business!

Dave turns to sign the papers before handing them back to his attorney. He walks towards the door, pausing for one moment to look back over his shoulder to what, for 2 years, was his world. He takes a deep breath and pulls shut the door, leaving the camera to fade out on the plaque on the door.

DAVE MCINTYRE
PWO PRESIDENT

~end~

[Ethan Everhart]

“Time is free, but it's priceless. You can't
own it, but you can use it. You can't keep
it, but you can spend it. Once you've lost it
you can never get it back.”

- Harvey McKay

"The Oracle"
Ethan Everhart

In:


The Time Is Now


It is now exactly 4:12 in the afternoon in Las Vegas, Nevada. We are once again taken to the private gym of Ethan Everhart. This has been the most familiar room for Ethan as of late. His wife, Erin, has been preparing dinner. In the background, several men leave the scene, wishing Ethan luck in his upcoming match. Luck doesn't hurt, but Skill is all he needs.





The scene cuts in on a sweaty Ethan Everhart. He has been sparring with some of the most talented wrestling superstars in history. Their names will be witheld, due to legal issues. Ethan Everhart has realized that once again, he is in the Main Event of NBA Saturday Night Surge. His opponent? None other than the legendary Dave McIntyre. For Dave, it's Just business. For Ethan, it means much more than that. This is his career. This is his life.


Ethan takes a drink of water from his bottle. The rest, he pours on his face and head. He sits on the corner of his ring apron.
The camera pans around the impressive private gym of Ethan Everhart. Finally, the camera rests upon the face of Ethan, who has a determined look across his face. A look that says, "Don't mess with me." Trust us you don't.


If someone would have told Ethan that one day he would be a rising star in the NBA, he would have laughed, but NOW he's more than just a rising star. He is...a star. No, a Superstar. Going toe to toe with the likes of Dave McIntyre is something he is looking forward to. Dave hasn't had much to say against Ethan. His mind appears to be occupied by other things. But, no matter.
Ethan continues to train hard, knowing that HIS time has arrived. Yes, he is confident, but smart. Confident, because he has to be. Confident, because he has busted his ass to be here. The old Dave has never faced a man like Ethan. So for Ethan, Out with the old...In with a NEW BREED.


Ethan has invited an NBA Camera crew. He has a message for the "Legend". Ethan Everhart has never been knowned to mince words. He has been straight forward with every opponent he has ever faced. This time is no different. Ethan truly respects the legends of our sports. He knows that without the older talent, he probably would not be putting food on the table of his family. But Ethan is not star strucked. He isn't going to take it easy on the legend.


Ethan: "Dave, I respect you. I respect what you have done. And I promise that when I put you on YOUR back, I will shake your hand and thank you for a great match. I said it once, and I'll say it again. I don't plan on losing my match against you this Saturday on Surge. The only game plan I have, is to win. I'm glad to see that you're doing great things in the sport of wrestling. President of the PWO? Congratulations. All of your accomplishments? Congratulations. But none of that will matter when you face the Oracle Ethan Everhart. None of that has anything to do with "right here", and "right now". And right NOW, you still have to face me at Surge. You still have to beat me. And as long as you haven't done so, none of what you say matters. I repeat Dave, I respect you...but I don't fear you."

"To fear you would mean that I doubt myself. I don't doubt myself. There's a saying about fear that says, Only when we are no longer afraid do we begin to live. So Davey, get ready for a match that will surpass anything that you have ever experienced before. Get ready for the fight of your life. Get ready...to lose."

Erin comes into the scene. She brings Ethan a towel, and he dries himself off. He looks up at Erin, who simply smiles at Ethan. Her warm smile can brighten up any room in an instant. All these days, Erin has been training side by side with her husband. They have been like a team. It wasn't so long ago, when Erin might have had her doubts about Ethan competing inside the squared circle. But now, she is addicted to being by his side and standing at his corner. With a smaller towel, Erin helps dry off Ethan's chest. She caresses his biceps and looks at Ethan with a seductive look on her face. She likes that her man is buffed.

Erin: "Wow, what a work out babe. I'm sweating just looking at you."

Ethan chuckles and takes another sip of water, as Erin looks on admiringly at her husband.

Ethan: "Thanks sweety. You've been a big help as well."

Erin: "Really? You mean that?"

Ethan: "Of course I do darling."

Erin: "Well, to be honest, I've never seen you train so hard."

Ethan: "I know that if I'm going to beat Dave McIntyre, it's going to take all that I have. Dave isn't going to lay down and die for me sweety."

Erin: "He might not have to."

Ethan: "What do you mean?"

Erin: "You'll probably knock him down by what I see."

Ethan: "That's the plan darling."

Erin: "Good plan. Well, I just came here to let you know that dinner was ready babe. I made your favorite."

Ethan: "What did I ever do to deserve someone as great as you?"

Erin: "The world will never know."

Both Ethan and Erin laugh out loud. Ethan pulls Erin over and gives her a kiss on the cheek. Erin has been waiting for a few hours, and not even Ethan's sweaty body is going to stop her from getting a real kiss. She grabs the back of his head and pulls him in for a deep passionate kiss. Erin feels as though she has fallen in love all over again, and so does Ethan.

Erin: "Ah, now that's the kiss I've been waiting for."

Ethan: "May I please have another?"

Erin: "Hmmm, I don't know."

Ethan: "Pretty please."

Erin: "Well.....okay."

Ethan and Erin Everhart begin to kiss each other while smiling and lauging. Ethan's cellphone rings, but he ignores it. After hours of slamming sweaty men, this is a welcomed change for Ethan. The soft touch of Erin melts his heart.

Ethan: "Wow, that was...incredible."

Erin: "Right back at ya babe."

Ethan: "Now, If you don't mind, I'm going to take a shower hon. Then I'll eat, if that's okay."

Erin: "Um, can I join? Oh my, are the camera's on? Oh, how embarrassing."

Ethan: "I wouldn't have it any other way baby. But don't worry about that comment sweety. I'm sure they'll edit that out later."

Erin: "Good."

Ethan: "I think."

Erin: "What?"

Ethan: "Let me just say one more thing hon."

Erin: Go ahead. But don't let your dinner get cold."


Ethan once again looks at the camera. He gives off a cold stare. The camera slowly zooms on his face while he speaks. Erin stands behind her man. Ethan feels even more confident than ever. His best friend and manager, Ian Mason, is by his side. And now his wife, the love of his life, Erin Everhart, is by his side. He knows that with her by his side, he can conquer the world. It isn't so much because of his past matches that he is confident, it's because of them.

Ethan knows that his Time is NOW. NOW is the time. His dream of main eventing NBA Surge has come true several times already. But now, he wants to feel Gold around his waist again. The only obstacle at this point, is a man named Dave McIntyre. A man that has been a multiple champion. But don't EVER sell Ethan short. Like McIntyre, Ethan won a title in his first match in the NBA. Ethan has proven himself constantly by taking many of the greatest stars of our time to the limit. But like I said....NOW is the time for the Oracle Ethan Everhart.


Ethan: "Dave, it's due or die time buddy. I know that I am ready. I hope you are. Because as big of a legnd you are, I am not taking it easy on you. I know you won't be taking it easy either, but know this, I am coming at you full force. You are, after all, the NBA United States Champion. Can you expect anything less? I think not. All the talking is done and over with. Now....it's time to get it on. I applaud your accomplishments Dave, but now it's time to move on to the present. Now it's time for others to go on to the top and win the belts, and become the legends of tomorrow. So for me, Out with the old...In with a NEW BREED. See you at Surge, Dave."

Erin: "And I'll see all of you fans at Surge as well."

Ethan: "You always want to get in the last word, don't you?

Erin: "Sorry babe, bad habit."

Ethan: "You must have gotten it from me."

Erin: "I think you're right hon."

Once again, Ethan and Erin Everhart give off a chuckle.

Ethan: "Let's get out of here darling."


Ethan walks out of the gym, hand in hand with his lovely wife Erin. As he does so, the lights from the gym turn off and the scene fades to black.



“The only reason for time is so that everything doesn't happen at once.”

- Albert Einstein