The show cuts to the parking lot as a Blue Chevy Impala speeds through the area and into the giant parking garage. That connects to the arena, the car comes to a screeching hault, the divers door swings open and out comes the Xtreme Icon. Holding his trademark Barbed Wire Wrapped Singapore Cane. Wearing a Grey Oregon State Sweatshirt, blue jeans, blue and white Nike Sneakers and a Oregon State hat, black with the Beaver logo on the front of it. He barely takes a few steps away when Brian Johnson comes up to him and starts asking questions
Brian: Icon why are you here? From what I understand you were not scheduled to be here.
Icon, already visibly angry after what happened the last time he was on Vendetta. Stares a hole in the least popular Vendetta interviewer. Icon grabs the mic and starts to speak.
Icon: Where the hell were you a few weeks ago? Off trying to get one of the divas to sleep with your ugly ass? While I was getting the shit kicked out of me by that jackass of a COOs bodyguards, you were trying to desperately get a piece off ass. What was your pick up line? I might have a small tool but I know how to work it? You couldn’t get the date off a damn calendar, even if the planets aligned, there was a blue moon, and somehow, Fred Phelps was let into heaven.
Brian: I’m trying to do my job, not my fault that Mr. Xtreme had to beat a lesson into a loose cannon like you.
Icon: Oh I forgot you are Smokes biggest cheerleader, because if you were paying any kind of attention to me, Or to the events of a few weeks ago, you would have seen Smoke stayed in his damn office, while his two gay lovers came out, busted me open, beat me pillar to post and then put me though the announce table. This last year has been complete bullshit, I got run down like a damn dog, lost several months of my career, could have ended it right then and there. But I came back to get suspended, because I made the guarantee I would find the son of a bitch who did it and make them pay. With a fake medical excuse, when I had been cleared months before. So now since those 300 pound assclowns like to sneak attack, I’m going to make sure I am on equal footing when I challenge them to a match. I don’t care if it’s 2 on 1, against both of them, take them on one at a time, in the ring, parking lot, or in the damn bar. I don’t give a crap if it’s normal rules, street fight, last man standing or the fucking Dutchess of Queensbury rules! Let’s see how damn brave they are on my terms.
Brian: Apparently you love to get your ass kicked by superior men. When your career is over, don’t come crying to me like the little bitch you are.
Icon looks at him, then grabs Brian by the collar and throws him into the car, onto the hood and into the windshield, as Brian rolls off, Icon cracks him over the head with his cane. Then walks away.
Miles: Somebody call the cops, Icon is a danger to anyone in his path!
Cedar: You want to cross him right now? Be my guest, the Xtreme Icon is going to pay us a visit after this break.
Vendetta comes back from commercial, American Badass hits the arenas sound system. Several Bright spotlights scan the arena for several seconds before converging on one spot in the arena, there stands the Xtreme Icon, holding the same cane he cracked over Brain Johnsons head a few minutes ago. He raises it over his head and the crowd pops. He turns around to pull a beer from his pocket opens and chugs it, he tosses his hat into the crowd then slams the can into his head. Cutting himself open before he starts to walk to the ring.
Miles: Can we get a medical update on Brian Johnson?
Cedar: Why don’t you go back there and do it yourself?
He makes it to the guard rail and grabs a chair from a nearby fan and sets it by the guard rail, he uses it a step ladder to set up to the guard rail. He holds his cane over his head for a few seconds before dropping to the floor, then starts walking by the announce table.
Miles: Oh great he’s coming our way.
Cedar: The fans love this guy. You might be one of the only few people who don’t.
Icon slams the cane into the table and looks straight at Joey Miles.
Icon: Hey Joey, I suggest you tread very lightly around me, as you have seen, I have no problems beating up cocky asshats who want to ride Smoke Xtremes dick.
Icon then walks away and rolls into the ring
He stands up and tells the ring announcer to toss him a mic. Icon drops his cane as the ring announcer obliges. Icon catches it and raises it to his lips.
Icon: Here we go again, I don’t have a match this week, I wasn’t even supposed to be here. Again due to Smokes flimsy medical excuse, and because his two bodyguards attacked me from behind, roughed me up and put me through a damn table. Why? Because he wants me out of the way and not coming after him for damn near taking my lively hood from me. I know for a fact we are all sick and tired of people like Smoke abusing their power and using the people he employs as toys just to entertain himself. If you are someone like Joey Miles or Brian Johnson, you do just fine.
Cedar: Need any burn ointment Joey?
Miles: Shut it.
Icon: But if you go against the grain, you take on the system, like I have always done. Smoke tries to make your life a living hell. You know what I do? I don’t wear suits, I’d rather wear jeans and t shirts. I sit in the back and drink a few cold ones before the show. I don’t have a limo drive me around town, go to fancy restaurants etc.. you know what I drive? A 2005 Chevy Impala, I’d rather sit in my back yard, grill up a steak, burgers, or hot dogs. Have my buddies over play beer darts, video games whatever. Smoke and his brother Razor have never liked me. Now that one of them is COO, they have more power to try and run me out of town. It’s going to take a lot more to get me from walking away from what I love to do. So Smoke, why don’t you send those two bodyguards of yours out here right now, with a ref and I take them both on in a match. Hell lets make it a No Holds Barred, falls count anywhere fight.
Miles: He’s crazy, does he really think he can take on the best bodyguards that money can buy?
Cedar: Icon will never back down from a fight. Even when he might be biting off more than he can chew.
Just then Smokes music hits and the fans begin to boo. Smoke walks out after a few seconds Wearing a black suit, he no doubt payed three thousand dollars, at least for. Reiko to hias right and Scorpion to his left. He raises a mic to his lips and begins to speak as his music fades out.
Smoke: Icon, Icon, Icon, why do you continually want to get the crap beaten out of you? You’re sticking to your claims, that I had anything to do with the unfortunate events of last year. You know how much money we could have made if we had one of our biggest stars able to wrestle every week?
Icon: So is that all I am to you, a tool to make money? What about the money I lost because I couldn’t come into work? My career could have ended that night, and all you care about is lining your own pockets.
Smoke: I have to see that my company is able to make a profit right? We can’t be like like past wrestling organizations that lost millions upon on millions of dollars due to bad business decisions.
Icon: Keep hiding behind your excuses, until I get some proof that you had nothing to do with what happened, you are Suspect #1. XWA will do just fine when I finally ride off into the sunset, I’m just another spoke in the wheel, I get that. Look, it’s not like we are wrestling in front of 300 people , we get packed houses every week. Even while I was recovering XWA was doing just as good. I will give you credit, you actually came out this time, and I can see those two 300 pound piles of trash coming. Are you going to send them down? Or because they can’t blindside me they are just going to stay up there looking like the idiots they are?
Smoke: No I came out here to do two things, deny you of this match you want, because I can’t risk having the guys I pay to protect me getting hurt by a loose cannon like you and B. Tell you Brian Johnson is pressing charges for you attacking him with a weapon earlier.
As Smoke finishes speaking, several uniformed police officers walk to the ring. Smoke and his bodyguards walk to the ring behind them as well. Icon tosses the mic to the side and grabs his cane ready to fight.
Smoke; Hey Icon, I suggest you stand down, unless you want assaulting a police officer added to your record.
As the cops slide into the ring Icon tosses the cane behind him, realizing that Smoke had a very good point, and allows the police to put the handcuffs on him, behind him. Smoke and his bodyguards enter the ring as the cops are handcuffing Icon.
Smoke: Thank you, you men have done your job very well, you may now leave the ring.
Cedar: What?
Miles: I love it! Smoke is going to be a hands on COO and lead by example.
Icon looks at smoke and says “You son of a bitch” Before Reiko punches Icon in the jaw, knocking him to the ground. Smoke grabs Icons cane and tells Scorpion to pick him up. He does, both he and Reiko hold one of Icons arms and Smoke swings the cane and hits Icon over the head, several times before taking the cane and grinding it into Icons head, further opening the cut. As blood flows from Icon head, Reiko holds onto Icon as Scorpion runs at the ropes and comes back in he hits Icon with his Execution Style clothesline.
Cedar: This is the second time these guys have beaten down Icon, for what?
Miles: Because Icon needs to be put in his place. He’s been shooting his mouth off making accusations, and he deserves it.
Smoke demands Scorpion to pick up Icon one more time. Smoke then superkicks Icon and knocks him out cold. Icon gets dropped to the mat. As the three men leave the ring, the show cuts to commercial on a close up of an unconscious Icon
Subject: PROMO | Xtreme Icon - "Anyone else tired of Authority abusing their power?" 
