Post by Medos on Aug 23, 2010 15:12:40 GMT -5
June 14th, 2010: Revolution
After the Main Event.
We arrive to an image of the ring, with Medos still sprawled out in the middle of the ring, only having moved slightly since being pinned by Hastings earlier on. Medos is simply looking up to the ceiling. Medos has no expression on his face as who should slide into the ring than none other but Covert Jay.
Covert Jay: Medos. Show was over eons ago! They need to put this place back to what it is normally used for... Ya know, that Vegetable on Ice show, where kids learn about all different vegetables... And tomatoes... I'm appearing in it tonight, I'm playing the Zucchini. He's a bad cousin of the Cucumber, but there's some good in him, and I think it shows...
Medos just looks blankly at the ceiling, he hears Jay, just isn't able to respond.
Covert Jay: Fine, I didn't want to do this but... TRIPLE P!
Triple P, an alumni member of LWF appears at the top of the ramp. He seems to have gathered more weight since he was last seen, and it's evident he clearly has not wash, as the smell he produces makes a close stagehand turn green and run off. He waddles down, but trips over his own feet. He starts to roll down the ramp, his masses of fat simply propelling him faster and faster. Triple P rams into the ring which collapses sideways. Medos still lays motionless.
Covert Jay: Did that really do nothing? Medos if you can hear me, blink.
Medos blinks.
Covert Jay: Woah! Violent blink man! Anyway, Triple P! Get in here and carry him away!
Triple P tries to pick himself up but is unable to. He seems to be more like a turtle stuck on it's back rather than a Warble.
Covert Jay: Well, this escapade misfired... Medos, let's get you out of here... With ninja skills! SMOKE BOMB!
Jay throws a Smoke Bomb at Medos who is covered by black smoke, as soon as it clears Medos is no longer in the ring. Jay looks astonished.
Covert Jay: Wow... It actually worked! I'm... OK, no time to waste this! While it's working!
Jay throws another bomb at his feet, however this time when the smoke clears, Jay is sandwiched underneath Triple P. As we hear a Forklift on it's way down to Triple P to lift him up and escort him out of the arena.
June 15th, 2010
Hotel Room near the TD Gardens.
A knock on the door, Medos is lying on his bed, now in casual clothes, he hasn't spoken to anyone since last night. The door opens and one of the hotel workers pops the newspaper on the side. The front page is seen and reads: Hastings Inevitable Victory! A picture of Hastings connecting the Inevitability onto Medos is next to it. Near the picture is a smaller article which reads: Covert Jay brings an incredible Zucchini performance which stirs tears.
Medos rolls his head to wards the newspaper, and slowly moves to wards it. Picking it up he stares at the one image of Hastings standing above Medos, belt in his hands. Medos' eyes tells all us we need to know. The feelings of confusion, anger, sadness and more are all easily out in the eyes, but not anywhere else. The phone starts to ring. He picks it up and the man on the other end starts to talk.
Voice: Hey Medos! Good match last night, shame on the result. Never mind, next time. Unless of course you make a hash of that. HAHAHA! Boy I'm funny. Anyways, you got a rematch against Donovan Hastings, not for the title. For kicks. See if you can do something. Though let's face it... There is a reason why he is champion and you are not!
The phone call is disconnected by Medos who hits his red button. He walks over to the bed and sits on it before placing his head into his hands.
June 28th, 2010
Moments Before Donovan Hastings Vs Medos
Stagehand: Hey, have you seen Medos?
We spot a Stagehand running around frantically searching for Medos. He bursts into Medos locker room to find Medos sat there with his wrestling attire next to him on the left. A alcohol bottle to his right. One of the things Medos claimed he would never do is drink that "poison", and at this moment he was tempting it.
Stagehand: Medos, get into your attire! You're match is next! C'mon you against Donovan Hastings!
The stagehand leaves and Medos gives a heavy sigh. He grabs his attire.
We cut to Medos entering on the stage, pyro's go off as per norm, Medos looks more cheerful but not as happy as he has been in the past. The crowd aren't reacting to him. One or two little kids are excited to see him but then they would probably be excited if Mr. Hanky the Christmas Poo visited them. However, Medos gives them a high five and tries to be energized but something just isn't clicking and Medos rolls into the ring.
The end of the match, another loss to Donovan. Medos simply rolls out of the ring and walks off, head down, he doesn't respond to the little kids at the barricades trying to speak to him, as he walks backstage. He ignores anyone and everyone as he heads back to his locker room. The door shuts as we see Medos staring back at that bottle of alcohol.
July 2nd, 2010
Hospital.
We see Medos in a hospital bed, looking at a doctor.
Doctor: Medos, are you ok? Do you know what happened?
Medos doesn't answer but just stares at the Doctor. His eyes tells everything the Doctor needs to know.
Doctor: So you had a bit too much?
Medos doesn't shake his head, but he doesn't confirm this. He just carries on staring at the Doctor who now has no idea if Medos overdrank or if it was some other condition.
Doctor: Medos, if you're not gonna help us, we can't help you. All we know, is that you collapse in the middle of the street late last night. And what with your match against John Russo, we need to see if you are able to compete. I mean look at you, you are looking paler, you are getting weaker man. Any shot could do you severe damage.
Medos looks away.
Doctor: Fine... Discharge him.
July 5th, 2010
John Russo Vs Medos
Medos runs into a punch from Russo and is instantly KO'd. He is given help in order to get backstage. The Doctor from the hospital runs to him.
Doctor: Did I not tell you, that without helping us, we can't help you and this would happen! Damn Medos! Why are you doing this to yourself?
Medos is staring at the Doctor, but in such a poor state he doesn't hear everything. Infact the only thing he can hear are the insults from various people running through his head.
Voices: Lesser Man. Distraction. Underdog. Ineffectual. Clueless. Half-arsed. Mulish. Stubborn. Whimsical. Sloppy.
The voices get louder and they drown out the Doctor. Medos starts to shake. He grips his head and tightens. Medos starts to scream, however no noise escapes his body. But to Medos it feels like every part of him is burning down.
Doctor: Get an ambulance! Quick!
July 9th, 2010
England.
Medos is currently in a hotel. He was taken out of UGWC by Doctor's order and given time to rest up. He was sent to England to calm himself. Medos switches on a TV, and what should come up but his very first Fed he was involved in: SCW. This was where Medos started training, Southern County Wrestling.
TV: Tonight SCW holds it's biggest PPV of the year: The Southern Slaughter! Tonight history is made as Tyson The Terrible makes his return, and we respect Jake The Jack as he leaves SCW forever and will no longer wrestle again.
Medos looks at the TV with shock. What had Jake done? Jake the Jack and Medos were close friends back in SCW, with Medos purposely losing at The Southern Slaughter some years ago, so Jake The Jack would win the British Title. This was in a 30 Man Battle Royal, and Medos eliminated Tyson and himself leaving Jake as the winner. Jake was the same age as Medos. What had Jake done in order to be made not to no longer wrestle in SCW? Medos leaves the hotel room.
July 9th, 2010
The Southern Slaughter
Medos looks around. He runs into several old members of SCW, who recognise him, however Medos just ignores them all and rushes past them all. He bursts into the backstage locker room and rushes straight to Jake's room. Opening the door, he spots Tyson standing over an unconcious Jake.
Tyson: That was too easy...
Tyson turns around to spot Medos standing at the door.
Tyson: ..... So look who it is... Medos, good to see you again. This? Oh I wouldn't worry about Jake. It was his final match tonight, but I guess not. Never mind. It was also meant to be against myself. But I have one other person I'd rather face. The man who stopped me from winning the SCW British Title all those years ago. I never forgot about that moment, where you cheated me out of the win. Medos, tonight you will face me. You have no say in the matter. It's either face me and defend Jake's reputation and your own. Or I take you out now, and neither of you will ever wrestle again.
Medos doesn't say anything, except he nods. Tyson chuckles and walks past him. Medos rushes to Jake's aid.
July 9th, 2010
Medos Vs Tyson The Terrible.
Tyson is in the ring.
Tyson: Ladies and Gentlemen! I was scheduled to face Jake The Jack in his final match with SCW! However, unforeseen circumstances arised. So that match is cancelled.
The crowd boo.
Tyson: Do not worry. I found his replacement! Some of our older fans will remember him. And you newer ones, you need not to know him as he will be of no importance after tonight. I re-introduce to SCW, my distraction for the night, Medos!
"Firefly" by Breaking Benjamin hits as Medos walks out, in wrestling attire, focused on Tyson. As soon as he rolls into the ring he launches himself at Tyson pounding straight on him. Tyson uses his strength advantage and shoves Medos off before placing him in a Headlock. The match continues for a while, with Medos refusing to give in, determined more than he has been in a long time. Despite the advantage Tyson has, he doesn't have the heart Medos does. Tyson lifts Medos up going for an Alabama Slam, but Medos rolls out of it, then hits a Roundhouse Kick knocking Tyson into the ropes! Tyson bounces off the ropes and lands straight into a Falling Future! Medos looks up to the ceiling then to the turnbuckle, he climbs up on it to the confusion of the crowd. He looks around, gives a cheeky smile and winks, the first time we've seen Medos as his usual self for a long time. Suddenly Medos launches himself off the top turnbuckle, and actually connecting an 540° corkscrew senton bomb! Medos not done yet, rushes to the ropes bounces off it and hits a Running Shooting Star Press! Pin! One! Two! Three! Medos kicks Tyson out of the ring and stands, slap bang in the centre of it. Looking around at the standing ovation he has been given for what will be a match going down in SCW history, Medos drops to his knees, and smiles. He even manages to shed a tear of happiness.
July 14th, 2010
Hospital
We see Medos sat in a hospital seat with Jake the Jack in a hospital bed. Medos has been watching over his long time friend ever since Jake was hospitalized by Tyson. It is here, Medos utters his first words in coming up close to a month.
Medos: Jake. How did this all happen? I don't mean the attack that happened to you. I mean everything. Why am I here now? Why was I not able to wrestle until the other day? Why was my health deteriating? Why was I unable to actually do anything properly? I let down the fans of UGWC. I let down pretty much everyone. And why? I haven't been able to figure it out. But I have now. After losing that World Title match, I started to doubt myself. Was I good enough to win the World Title? Will I be good enough to win the World Title? I clearly did well enough to get myself to the chance, but then when I got there. I was tossed aside. I wasn't seen as a contender. I just wasn't seen as a wrestler good enough to even be in the same thing, despite the fact I worked just as hard. I've always worked just as hard, and infact harder to be seen as one of the best wrestlers in UGWC today. You know this is what I want. To be one of the best wrestlers, to hold that elusive gold. Not a bad thing is it? It's something we all want. I can do it... Can't I? I swear I can. No, I know I can. My time just wasn't then. So when will my time be? I'm fine at getting the chances, what I'm not so good at is cashing it in. But then the same was the same for Red Fusion, and he broke through the glass ceiling... So why can't I? What is stopping me? I don't know, nor do I need to know. Because you know what? I can still do it. I don't need to be holding the belt right now, I could be holding it by the end of the year. Or perhaps next year. One thing I know, it's definitely going to be in my grasp.
July 26th, 2010
Hotel Room
Medos is sat watching In Your Hands the latest UGWC PPV. The main event: Donovan Hastings vs
Medos: Wonder who it'll be?
The person has been revealed to be Phrixus Deimos. Medos watches Deimos and Donovan fight it out, with Deimos ending up the eventual winner.
Medos: So Deimos is now the holder? The man I beat in order to become the number one contender. Is now the champion. Something will have to be done. But how am I meant to return to UGWC?
At that time, coincidential an advert for the next UGWC appears: Outlast.
Medos: Well what do you know?
August 16th, 2010
America
Medos' phone beeps. Taking a look at it, Medos reads the message. A quick smile and a chuckle.
Medos: I'm on my way back.
August 20th, 2010
The Piercing Truth
Medos is walking around the set.
Medos: It's been a while since I was last here. Definitely had an improvement from LWF days... Oh look, a Starbucks. And here he is, Rob Cartwright!
Rob walks into shot, and the two men shake hands.
Rob: Medos, how you doing? All good?
Medos: Err... Yeah, I suppose. How is it going with the Can of Gold Bond? He still out to get you?
Rob: Nah! We made up!
Medos: What? Really?
Rob: Yeah! Look, over here.
Rob takes Medos off to a side where we see the Can of Gold Bond next to the Jar of Ragu.
Rob: Turned out the Jar of Ragu was pregnant. And it gave birth!
Medos: How does a Jar of Ragu give birth?
Rob: The babies are a Tin of Spam.
We spot a small Tin of Spam infront of them.
Rob: Cute thing isn't it. I'm it's Godfather!
Suddenly the Spam launches itself at Rob.
Rob: Unfortunately it has the Cans hatred of me, and doesn't realise not to attack me. Though it is a baby I suppose.
Medos manages to sneak in a snicker.
Rob: And they had another baby. But it's not that talked about.
Medos: Tell the world.
Rob: Well, the other one was a Cheeseburger Helper Hand. However, the Ragu and Gold Bond wanted it to become a lawyer because it would become as forgotten as that guy who walked up those stairs in that TV show ages, and never came back down.
Medos: Ah right... Well... I gotta go now, and be on the show.
Rob: I know, I helped find your number.
Medos: Oh. Of course. I'll see you in a minute then I guess...
August 21st, 2010
UGWC Headquarters
Medos is seen in a room talking to some of the bigger members of the UGWC including Moss Edwards.
Moss: So Medos, what brings you back?
Medos: I'm gonna compete at Outlast.
Moss: And what makes you so sure of that?
Medos: Because... Wait, what?
Moss: Well maybe we don't want you at Outlast. Ever think of that?
Medos: What are you trying to say?
Moss: Ahhhh! I'm kidding! You know I love messing with you!
Medos: Right... Yeah.
Moss: Welcome back, Medos! You do realise you are gonna have to put on some of your best matches though now that you are back, after your recent... Self implosion?
Medos: I do, and I'm willing to put everything on the line. I've been working on a new move called the Lionheart which you'd be amazed to see when I hit the move.
Moss: Well, you better keep to your word. I want a good show when you next wrestle. And if you don't, well, I don't think it has to be mentioned. Deal?
Medos: Deal.
Moss: Where have you been, Medos? Who knows... But welcome home.
Scene fades to black.
After the Main Event.
We arrive to an image of the ring, with Medos still sprawled out in the middle of the ring, only having moved slightly since being pinned by Hastings earlier on. Medos is simply looking up to the ceiling. Medos has no expression on his face as who should slide into the ring than none other but Covert Jay.
Covert Jay: Medos. Show was over eons ago! They need to put this place back to what it is normally used for... Ya know, that Vegetable on Ice show, where kids learn about all different vegetables... And tomatoes... I'm appearing in it tonight, I'm playing the Zucchini. He's a bad cousin of the Cucumber, but there's some good in him, and I think it shows...
Medos just looks blankly at the ceiling, he hears Jay, just isn't able to respond.
Covert Jay: Fine, I didn't want to do this but... TRIPLE P!
Triple P, an alumni member of LWF appears at the top of the ramp. He seems to have gathered more weight since he was last seen, and it's evident he clearly has not wash, as the smell he produces makes a close stagehand turn green and run off. He waddles down, but trips over his own feet. He starts to roll down the ramp, his masses of fat simply propelling him faster and faster. Triple P rams into the ring which collapses sideways. Medos still lays motionless.
Covert Jay: Did that really do nothing? Medos if you can hear me, blink.
Medos blinks.
Covert Jay: Woah! Violent blink man! Anyway, Triple P! Get in here and carry him away!
Triple P tries to pick himself up but is unable to. He seems to be more like a turtle stuck on it's back rather than a Warble.
Covert Jay: Well, this escapade misfired... Medos, let's get you out of here... With ninja skills! SMOKE BOMB!
Jay throws a Smoke Bomb at Medos who is covered by black smoke, as soon as it clears Medos is no longer in the ring. Jay looks astonished.
Covert Jay: Wow... It actually worked! I'm... OK, no time to waste this! While it's working!
Jay throws another bomb at his feet, however this time when the smoke clears, Jay is sandwiched underneath Triple P. As we hear a Forklift on it's way down to Triple P to lift him up and escort him out of the arena.
June 15th, 2010
Hotel Room near the TD Gardens.
A knock on the door, Medos is lying on his bed, now in casual clothes, he hasn't spoken to anyone since last night. The door opens and one of the hotel workers pops the newspaper on the side. The front page is seen and reads: Hastings Inevitable Victory! A picture of Hastings connecting the Inevitability onto Medos is next to it. Near the picture is a smaller article which reads: Covert Jay brings an incredible Zucchini performance which stirs tears.
Medos rolls his head to wards the newspaper, and slowly moves to wards it. Picking it up he stares at the one image of Hastings standing above Medos, belt in his hands. Medos' eyes tells all us we need to know. The feelings of confusion, anger, sadness and more are all easily out in the eyes, but not anywhere else. The phone starts to ring. He picks it up and the man on the other end starts to talk.
Voice: Hey Medos! Good match last night, shame on the result. Never mind, next time. Unless of course you make a hash of that. HAHAHA! Boy I'm funny. Anyways, you got a rematch against Donovan Hastings, not for the title. For kicks. See if you can do something. Though let's face it... There is a reason why he is champion and you are not!
The phone call is disconnected by Medos who hits his red button. He walks over to the bed and sits on it before placing his head into his hands.
June 28th, 2010
Moments Before Donovan Hastings Vs Medos
Stagehand: Hey, have you seen Medos?
We spot a Stagehand running around frantically searching for Medos. He bursts into Medos locker room to find Medos sat there with his wrestling attire next to him on the left. A alcohol bottle to his right. One of the things Medos claimed he would never do is drink that "poison", and at this moment he was tempting it.
Stagehand: Medos, get into your attire! You're match is next! C'mon you against Donovan Hastings!
The stagehand leaves and Medos gives a heavy sigh. He grabs his attire.
We cut to Medos entering on the stage, pyro's go off as per norm, Medos looks more cheerful but not as happy as he has been in the past. The crowd aren't reacting to him. One or two little kids are excited to see him but then they would probably be excited if Mr. Hanky the Christmas Poo visited them. However, Medos gives them a high five and tries to be energized but something just isn't clicking and Medos rolls into the ring.
The end of the match, another loss to Donovan. Medos simply rolls out of the ring and walks off, head down, he doesn't respond to the little kids at the barricades trying to speak to him, as he walks backstage. He ignores anyone and everyone as he heads back to his locker room. The door shuts as we see Medos staring back at that bottle of alcohol.
July 2nd, 2010
Hospital.
We see Medos in a hospital bed, looking at a doctor.
Doctor: Medos, are you ok? Do you know what happened?
Medos doesn't answer but just stares at the Doctor. His eyes tells everything the Doctor needs to know.
Doctor: So you had a bit too much?
Medos doesn't shake his head, but he doesn't confirm this. He just carries on staring at the Doctor who now has no idea if Medos overdrank or if it was some other condition.
Doctor: Medos, if you're not gonna help us, we can't help you. All we know, is that you collapse in the middle of the street late last night. And what with your match against John Russo, we need to see if you are able to compete. I mean look at you, you are looking paler, you are getting weaker man. Any shot could do you severe damage.
Medos looks away.
Doctor: Fine... Discharge him.
July 5th, 2010
John Russo Vs Medos
Medos runs into a punch from Russo and is instantly KO'd. He is given help in order to get backstage. The Doctor from the hospital runs to him.
Doctor: Did I not tell you, that without helping us, we can't help you and this would happen! Damn Medos! Why are you doing this to yourself?
Medos is staring at the Doctor, but in such a poor state he doesn't hear everything. Infact the only thing he can hear are the insults from various people running through his head.
Voices: Lesser Man. Distraction. Underdog. Ineffectual. Clueless. Half-arsed. Mulish. Stubborn. Whimsical. Sloppy.
The voices get louder and they drown out the Doctor. Medos starts to shake. He grips his head and tightens. Medos starts to scream, however no noise escapes his body. But to Medos it feels like every part of him is burning down.
Doctor: Get an ambulance! Quick!
July 9th, 2010
England.
Medos is currently in a hotel. He was taken out of UGWC by Doctor's order and given time to rest up. He was sent to England to calm himself. Medos switches on a TV, and what should come up but his very first Fed he was involved in: SCW. This was where Medos started training, Southern County Wrestling.
TV: Tonight SCW holds it's biggest PPV of the year: The Southern Slaughter! Tonight history is made as Tyson The Terrible makes his return, and we respect Jake The Jack as he leaves SCW forever and will no longer wrestle again.
Medos looks at the TV with shock. What had Jake done? Jake the Jack and Medos were close friends back in SCW, with Medos purposely losing at The Southern Slaughter some years ago, so Jake The Jack would win the British Title. This was in a 30 Man Battle Royal, and Medos eliminated Tyson and himself leaving Jake as the winner. Jake was the same age as Medos. What had Jake done in order to be made not to no longer wrestle in SCW? Medos leaves the hotel room.
July 9th, 2010
The Southern Slaughter
Medos looks around. He runs into several old members of SCW, who recognise him, however Medos just ignores them all and rushes past them all. He bursts into the backstage locker room and rushes straight to Jake's room. Opening the door, he spots Tyson standing over an unconcious Jake.
Tyson: That was too easy...
Tyson turns around to spot Medos standing at the door.
Tyson: ..... So look who it is... Medos, good to see you again. This? Oh I wouldn't worry about Jake. It was his final match tonight, but I guess not. Never mind. It was also meant to be against myself. But I have one other person I'd rather face. The man who stopped me from winning the SCW British Title all those years ago. I never forgot about that moment, where you cheated me out of the win. Medos, tonight you will face me. You have no say in the matter. It's either face me and defend Jake's reputation and your own. Or I take you out now, and neither of you will ever wrestle again.
Medos doesn't say anything, except he nods. Tyson chuckles and walks past him. Medos rushes to Jake's aid.
July 9th, 2010
Medos Vs Tyson The Terrible.
Tyson is in the ring.
Tyson: Ladies and Gentlemen! I was scheduled to face Jake The Jack in his final match with SCW! However, unforeseen circumstances arised. So that match is cancelled.
The crowd boo.
Tyson: Do not worry. I found his replacement! Some of our older fans will remember him. And you newer ones, you need not to know him as he will be of no importance after tonight. I re-introduce to SCW, my distraction for the night, Medos!
"Firefly" by Breaking Benjamin hits as Medos walks out, in wrestling attire, focused on Tyson. As soon as he rolls into the ring he launches himself at Tyson pounding straight on him. Tyson uses his strength advantage and shoves Medos off before placing him in a Headlock. The match continues for a while, with Medos refusing to give in, determined more than he has been in a long time. Despite the advantage Tyson has, he doesn't have the heart Medos does. Tyson lifts Medos up going for an Alabama Slam, but Medos rolls out of it, then hits a Roundhouse Kick knocking Tyson into the ropes! Tyson bounces off the ropes and lands straight into a Falling Future! Medos looks up to the ceiling then to the turnbuckle, he climbs up on it to the confusion of the crowd. He looks around, gives a cheeky smile and winks, the first time we've seen Medos as his usual self for a long time. Suddenly Medos launches himself off the top turnbuckle, and actually connecting an 540° corkscrew senton bomb! Medos not done yet, rushes to the ropes bounces off it and hits a Running Shooting Star Press! Pin! One! Two! Three! Medos kicks Tyson out of the ring and stands, slap bang in the centre of it. Looking around at the standing ovation he has been given for what will be a match going down in SCW history, Medos drops to his knees, and smiles. He even manages to shed a tear of happiness.
July 14th, 2010
Hospital
We see Medos sat in a hospital seat with Jake the Jack in a hospital bed. Medos has been watching over his long time friend ever since Jake was hospitalized by Tyson. It is here, Medos utters his first words in coming up close to a month.
Medos: Jake. How did this all happen? I don't mean the attack that happened to you. I mean everything. Why am I here now? Why was I not able to wrestle until the other day? Why was my health deteriating? Why was I unable to actually do anything properly? I let down the fans of UGWC. I let down pretty much everyone. And why? I haven't been able to figure it out. But I have now. After losing that World Title match, I started to doubt myself. Was I good enough to win the World Title? Will I be good enough to win the World Title? I clearly did well enough to get myself to the chance, but then when I got there. I was tossed aside. I wasn't seen as a contender. I just wasn't seen as a wrestler good enough to even be in the same thing, despite the fact I worked just as hard. I've always worked just as hard, and infact harder to be seen as one of the best wrestlers in UGWC today. You know this is what I want. To be one of the best wrestlers, to hold that elusive gold. Not a bad thing is it? It's something we all want. I can do it... Can't I? I swear I can. No, I know I can. My time just wasn't then. So when will my time be? I'm fine at getting the chances, what I'm not so good at is cashing it in. But then the same was the same for Red Fusion, and he broke through the glass ceiling... So why can't I? What is stopping me? I don't know, nor do I need to know. Because you know what? I can still do it. I don't need to be holding the belt right now, I could be holding it by the end of the year. Or perhaps next year. One thing I know, it's definitely going to be in my grasp.
July 26th, 2010
Hotel Room
Medos is sat watching In Your Hands the latest UGWC PPV. The main event: Donovan Hastings vs
Medos: Wonder who it'll be?
The person has been revealed to be Phrixus Deimos. Medos watches Deimos and Donovan fight it out, with Deimos ending up the eventual winner.
Medos: So Deimos is now the holder? The man I beat in order to become the number one contender. Is now the champion. Something will have to be done. But how am I meant to return to UGWC?
At that time, coincidential an advert for the next UGWC appears: Outlast.
Medos: Well what do you know?
August 16th, 2010
America
Medos' phone beeps. Taking a look at it, Medos reads the message. A quick smile and a chuckle.
Medos: I'm on my way back.
August 20th, 2010
The Piercing Truth
Medos is walking around the set.
Medos: It's been a while since I was last here. Definitely had an improvement from LWF days... Oh look, a Starbucks. And here he is, Rob Cartwright!
Rob walks into shot, and the two men shake hands.
Rob: Medos, how you doing? All good?
Medos: Err... Yeah, I suppose. How is it going with the Can of Gold Bond? He still out to get you?
Rob: Nah! We made up!
Medos: What? Really?
Rob: Yeah! Look, over here.
Rob takes Medos off to a side where we see the Can of Gold Bond next to the Jar of Ragu.
Rob: Turned out the Jar of Ragu was pregnant. And it gave birth!
Medos: How does a Jar of Ragu give birth?
Rob: The babies are a Tin of Spam.
We spot a small Tin of Spam infront of them.
Rob: Cute thing isn't it. I'm it's Godfather!
Suddenly the Spam launches itself at Rob.
Rob: Unfortunately it has the Cans hatred of me, and doesn't realise not to attack me. Though it is a baby I suppose.
Medos manages to sneak in a snicker.
Rob: And they had another baby. But it's not that talked about.
Medos: Tell the world.
Rob: Well, the other one was a Cheeseburger Helper Hand. However, the Ragu and Gold Bond wanted it to become a lawyer because it would become as forgotten as that guy who walked up those stairs in that TV show ages, and never came back down.
Medos: Ah right... Well... I gotta go now, and be on the show.
Rob: I know, I helped find your number.
Medos: Oh. Of course. I'll see you in a minute then I guess...
August 21st, 2010
UGWC Headquarters
Medos is seen in a room talking to some of the bigger members of the UGWC including Moss Edwards.
Moss: So Medos, what brings you back?
Medos: I'm gonna compete at Outlast.
Moss: And what makes you so sure of that?
Medos: Because... Wait, what?
Moss: Well maybe we don't want you at Outlast. Ever think of that?
Medos: What are you trying to say?
Moss: Ahhhh! I'm kidding! You know I love messing with you!
Medos: Right... Yeah.
Moss: Welcome back, Medos! You do realise you are gonna have to put on some of your best matches though now that you are back, after your recent... Self implosion?
Medos: I do, and I'm willing to put everything on the line. I've been working on a new move called the Lionheart which you'd be amazed to see when I hit the move.
Moss: Well, you better keep to your word. I want a good show when you next wrestle. And if you don't, well, I don't think it has to be mentioned. Deal?
Medos: Deal.
Moss: Where have you been, Medos? Who knows... But welcome home.
Scene fades to black.