Evil meets Evil

[Ace Static]

Following this weeks Havok, Ace Static stalks down the halls of UECW. Ace is dressed in all black. His demonic blue eyes pierce through us. Following right behind Ace is a man known from UECW history. Former President and current Agent of Ace, Khristian and Dean: James Jonas. Jonas' hair is wild and frizzy, he is clad in a black business suit with fire-engine red Converse. James Jonas steps in front of Ace and knocks on the door. From behind the door we hear:

ENTER!

James spins the door-knob and steps in Ace follows. Vegas smiles as James and Ace take a seat. Ace grabs Austin Trigg's title that sat upon Vegas' desk.

Jonas: Mister Vegas, We finally meet in person... All the chain emails and text messages. Your facebook messages and telephone calls. I am the most dominate manager in UECW history. The manager of Axle Vengeance, Ace Static, Dean Judas, Khristian Shadows.. Damien Drake and on a lighter note Krystal Meth. I see all of my hard-work since Ace's return paid off.

James Jonas looks at the UECW title that rest on Ace's shoulder. Ace's stares at Victor Vegas like a viper ready to strike.

Jonas: Now Vic, What are your plans for Austin Trigg? Better yet how do WE take over UECW Vegas?

James sits there waiting for a reply.

[Victor Vegas]

..:: Vegas smirks ::..

Victor Vegas: Either your clients here are misinforming you, or you haven't been watching the product lately have you Mr. Jonas? You don't need to know my plans for Austin Trigg, because soon enough, there will be no Austin Trigg. As far as taking over the UECW, I've already done it. You don't see Mike Nelson walking around backstage anymore do you? No, you don't. Instead you see me, The Most dominant man, in UECW History. Now what you need to do, Mr. Jonas, is make sure your boys, are in for the long haul. Because if Dean, Ace or Khristian Shadows aren't. I can find people who are.

[Dean Judas]

[Strolling into Vegas' office I wasn't happy in fact I was outraged, livid, fucking steaming about the previous Havok.  Now granted Vegas, Ace and myself had put the boots to Trigg and that was quite a joyous experience but I was literally screwed for the SECOND time in a row with the No-Limits Championship.]

Dean Judas: Whoa, whoa, whoa hold the fucking phone.  Vegas you've got some explaining to do.  You see we all agreed on something here and Ace, Khristian and myself are here for the long haul...yes but and a big BUT something went down that doesn't sit well with me.  On Havok all of the competitors were taken out but I, Dean Judas was still standing and I Dean Judas was prepared to win that match for the No-Limits Championship.  Now it isn't my fault those fucks couldn't compete against me for the belt.  I won that belt and I'm here demanding you hand it over to me.

[I leaned forward on Vegas' desk obviously still pissed off staring a hole through the man in the suit.]

[Victor Vegas]

..:: Vegas stands up, grabbing the No Limits title off of his desk. ::..

Victor Vegas: I don't give a fuck what you want Dean. You can't have a battle royal with 1 person, and on my show, you earn your titles. This isn't Rampage where they are just given to you. You haven't earned this title. But I'll tell you what, If you impress me enough against Trigg, I'll consider giving you the title.

[Ace Static]

So now Vegas's office consist of all that is wrong with UECW. Ace sits there grasping the title. James looks from dean to Vegas. Looking ever so cocky he speaks. 

"Yes WE.. Not as you and myself but Ace Static and Dean Judas. Being a agent it is beginning to piss me off seeing Dean Judas get screwed over week after Week. So Vegas I do believe you should fork over that no limits title as you did with the world. Not only does it prove you aligned with the most manical men in UECW. It seperates the elites from the normals. "

[Victor Vegas]

..:: Vegas stands again. ::..

Victor Vegas: Jonas, I don't recall ever sending you anything. So, If you will, get the fuck out of my office, out of my arena, and Get the Fuck out of My Company.

[Ace Static]

James Jonas laughs. As he looks around the office not making eye contact with Victor Vegas.

"Victor get the fuck out of UECW? Jesus' calm yourself man. Being in this office, it brings back memories. Oh what the Presidential role in UECW brings you. I've done things in the room Tristan Moore and Eric Telfor cybered about. I do believe we started off on the wrong foot sir,"

James stands up and leans across the desk so he and Vegas are face to face.

"Good Evening let me introduce myself... James Jonas.. The legal advisor of Dean Judas and Ace Static. So instead of going to them you'll be coming to me. And I gurantee Dean Judas will prove to you why he should be wearing the No Limits Title this week..."

James looks at Ace.

"Won't he Sal? This Monday will be a good night for the enterprise. Oh and if I were you I wouldn't touch the door-knobs in this office that Jenny Tolly was a dirty girl..  "

[Victor Vegas]

..:: Vegas Smirks ::..

Victor Vegas: Mr. Jonas, I, nor anyone in my company will be coming to speak to you. I speak directly to my talent, and according to my Secretary, your not even on the payroll. So, I will not be speaking to you, and I wouldn't be surprised if you attempt to get into the building for Havok, that your aren't granted access. As for My office, Its mine. It was never anyones before it was mine. That office your speaking of, belonged to Mr. Holliday, before he was let go. No, again, I will say, leave my office and put the title back on my desk. I'll be speaking to Ace, Dean, and Khristian Shadows alone, on Havok.

[Dean Judas]

[Dean has had just about enough of the excuses and bullshit he lights up a smoke and pushes through Ace and James to give one final say.]

Dean Judas: Listen up captain suit.  We have a deal right now, yes very true.  But to call me out and talk to me about how I have to EARN something.  Listen up mother fucker I've busted my ass and have YET to complain about positioning or title shots.  I was in that ring ready to go for that belt and you canceled it on me last minute.  You didn't even have the courage to tell me before hand.  How am I supposed to have faith in Vegas if Vegas shows ZERO faith in me?  I'll go down to that ring and I'll make a mockery of that paper champion Austin Trigg but as soon as I do I suggest you do what's right with that No-Limits Championship...

[Dean smashes his hand down on the No-Limits Championship with anger and force.]

Dean Judas: MY No-Limits Championship...

[Smiling like a man possesed by the devil himself Dean turns around and heads out of the office to get ready for his match against Trigg.]