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The cameras catch up with Kaylyn James Evans who is walking towards her locker room after entering the building. She approaches with caution as she can see the door isn’t completely closed. She pushes the door open and steps lightly; a figured is silhouetted sitting in a chair looking back at her from the most distant wall.

Man: Hey Blue Fin.

Kaylyn: Who are -- 

WHAM! 

The door comes crashing down . Kaylyn get out of the way just in time as the door gets kicked off its hinges. 

Man: Damn it Odin, now people will know we’re here.

]Odin: How ya doin’ Blue Fin?

Kaylyn throws a punch at Odin but Odin catches it and squeezes her hand tight. 

Odin: I can break it you know but I have.. Other… things in mind.

Odin motions to Santiago who stands up, folding the chair and taking it with him. 

Santiago: Ya know Kaylyn, what Odin won’t do- I certainly will. We heard that you like playing with chairs.

Odin: We like to play with chairs too. 

With out warning Odin back hands Kaylyn into Santiago who slams her to the ground by her hair. Odin puts his foot on kaylyns chest to prevent her from getting up. 

Odin: You must feel like a real tough chick, don’t cha?

Santiago sets up the chair over Kaylynns head so that the support bar between the legs pressed up under her chin as Odin keeps her pinned. 

Odin: Do you know what my favorite game was when I was a kid? Musical chairs. Sure it was all fun and games when the music was going but when the music stopped.. Well, I’m sure you can image what I’d do to get seat. 

Santiago: Odin do you hear that?

Odin: I don’t know Santi’, It don’t sound like there’s music. 

Santiago: You’d better find a seat then.

Odin: There’s one right here; do you think anyone would mind if I sat in it?

Santiago: Be my guest.

Odin: Do you mind, Blue Fin ?

Odin sits on the chair, adding the crushing weight of frame to it. Santiago kneel down and decides to have a chat with Kaylyn but not before brushing her hair aside. 

Santiago: We know that you like being the center of attention but there is such a thing as the wrong kind. This right here Blue Fin, this is the wrong kind. You wanted to get involved in Odin’s affairs, that’s one thing.. You wanted to gloat and brag and parade yourself around WCF; well that’s something completely different. Its different because now I have to deal with it, with you. I nearly tore Ana Valentines legs from their hip joints and you wana teennie bop around- you make me fucking SICK! So this is the warning to just stay out of our affairs because now I WILL take your little title because you’ve made it clear is just something to give your ass more air time. This is wrestling, not the spring break. Although this could be neck break if you’re not careful. I could hum the wheels on the bus for a few seconds, just long enough for Odin to get off the chair, stop and boom! He plops his nearly four hundred pound fat ass back down on that chair and POP.. Goes your head.

Odin: This isn’t even about number 6-7-2. This is about showing you and WCF that The Alliance is all about business. You and Steve take away from business.. So if you’re not careful then we’ll take the business away from both of you.

Just then, Steve Thunder rushes into the room after hearing all of the commotion and starts laying heavy rights onto Odin who starts to tip off his seat. Santiago jumps up and begins clubbing at the back of Steve. All three men topple over each other as Santiago pulls Steve up and they start trading blows. Steve gets the upper hand as he battles Santiago right out of the room leaving Odin. Odin gets up close and personal with Steve as Kaylyn starts to get to her feet, rubbing her neck. Odin just smiles and laughs to himself as he walks out of the room under his own power, knowing the message has been sent. Scene cuts out.

Oblivious to all of this, Creeping Death is seen in his office as the scene cuts there. In his office is a man dressed in baggy jeans and a hoodie.

Creeping Death: You're sure you want this shot? I mean... I don't care either way. I can go out there and show those other five guys what's up, or I can let you have the shot.

The man nods.

Creeping Death: It's all you, then.