The scene opens inside the local news station of Sydney. The broadcast has just finished their final story and now the camera focuses on the main reporter. She has blonde hair and sits in between two male colleges. After a long day on the job they all seem very tired a ready to go home. The woman gathers her papers, coughs, and then leans forward on the desk.
"Well that concludes our broadcast for tonight ladies and gentleman. As always we here at Channel 9 appriecate all the support we get from our local community and without you we would not be able to bring you the important news from around the world. From Karen Hallows and---"
The broadcast begins to cut out for a moment. It looks like the broadcast will be lost but at the last minute the connection returns.
"As I was saying, I'm Karen Hallows and from everyone here at Channel 9, good---"
Once again the static returns and the broadcast is cut off again. The screen is now grey and black with little blocks moving around. It makes a loud buzzing sound as the connection tries to be repaired. After a few moments the broadcast returns once again and the reporter is now very frustrated.
"It appears we are having some technical difficulties ladies and gentleman. While the connection seems to be working allow me to sign off from the team here at Channel---"
For the third time the reporter is cut off. This time the screen is completely black and the voices of the news crew can be heard in the background.
"What's going on?"
"I want to go home."
"Hey something's happening!"
As one of the crew members alludes to the screen is now lighting up with a white it. Slowly a picture begins to cover the screen. The news crew is now can no longer be heard in the background and it appears they are powerless to stop the situation at hand. The screen now displays a logo that takes up the entire screen.
Taking Control
Resistance Is Pointless
Time Is Now
High Society
When the graphic disappears we are no longer shown the news room of Channel 9. The scene has changed to the compound known as the High Society. It's poorly constructed houses, the people looking sick from a lack of food, and its fearless messiah Justin Cooper all indicators of where we now view. As always Justin wears a custom made suit looking clean and professional while his people struggle to survival under his control. Justin stands outside of his house, which is about ten times better than the rest, when Iris walks up beside him. Looking very arrogant Justin makes his way down the front steps of his house as Iris follows. The two men walk toward the camera and Justin positions himself in the middle of the shot so he gets the most attention while Iris stands to the right.
People are seen stumbling from exhaustion in the background but their messiah pays no attention to the needs of his people. In fact Justin takes extra measure to ignore the cries for help by calling for one of his guards to drag the people off the street and out of the view of the camera. The guards do as told and soon enough all the people who were falling down and crying out for help are now nowhere to be seen.
The messiah smirks at how easily his orders were followed. Justin looks around at his society and sees how things are crumbling around him. Since coming into power the High Society has never been in a position of wealth but has mostly been struggling with the basic because of the attitude of Justin Cooper. The people are so weak that they cannot fight back against Cooper and his main group of followers. Cooper has surrounded himself with the stronger members of the cult and now controls all of the muscle that could have overthrown him or even posed any threat to his leadership.
For now Justin begins to walk down a long stretch of dirt road which has been made by members of the society. Cooper looks directly at the camera and begins his address with Iris by his side.
"Ladies and gentleman allow me to welcome you here on this fine day. I know some of you may be a little confused while others are completely clueless as to what is happening. This will only take a moment and then we will restore power to the television station and you may go on watching your shows."
Justin looks across at Iris and places his hand on the shoulder of his second in command.
"I understand that some of you watching this may not know who I am or what I do. For those of you I would like to introduce myself. My name is Justin Cooper and I am the messiah of the High Society. This man to my right is Iris and he is a warrior."
Iris nods in agreement.
"Not in the literal sense of course. He doesn't go out and fight people but he is a representation of what a warrior should be. He is what I call an inner warrior."
"Warriors are much more than men who engaged in combat. They are men who know when to fight and when to think of another way to achieve victory."
"Exactly."
Iris steps back so that Justin is back in the middle of the camera view and maintains being the main figure.
"What I am here tonight to talk about is just that. Being a warrior or a champion is much more than winning a battle or even so far as winning a war. Just because you can win doesn't make you a warrior. It's a term that is thrown around and when you throw something around time and time again it will soon begin to corrupt."
"That isn't the only thing is it Justin?"
"No of course not because people are ignorant and they do not understand what words can do. Take the word champion which seems innocent enough. Once the word champion meant you were great or you were above the rest of the pack. Now society has made us believe that anyone can be a champion."
Cooper shakes his head.
"Let me make this clear to everyone watching at home and to two special little boys that will face me this week. Overlast and Scumm I'm talking to you. You two live in a world where dreams and aspirations come true each day. A world where pixies fly, horses jump heights never seen before and turtles know karate. This world is the same that says anyone can become a champion. It's nice to dream that such a world exists but it isn't true. It nice think about but the fact is the world we live in does not care about dreams that we have."
"Dreams are for losers."
"Not exactly Iris but dreams are not to be seen has messages from some type of high purpose. Somehow this message didn't reach Johnny Scumm as he ran around backstage screaming like a child about how he's going to Kingdom Come. He wouldn't shut up for hours and it shows how ignorant he is."
"How so?"
Cooper looks back toward the camera.
"Listen up because this is really important."
"I'm all ears."
Speaking softly Cooper turns to Iris whilst keep in view of the camera.
"Johnny Scumm dreams of being a top guy in professional wrestling. Now I have no problem with that but I do have a problem with this fool acting like his path to Kingdom Come is set in stone because he gets one victory."
"He did beat…"
"I don't care who he beat!"
Small pause from both men.
"It was Phoenix in case you were wondering."
"I wasn't but the point remains the same. Johnny Scumm has one victory and that is it. Since All or Nothing Johnny Scumm has defeated one guy."
Cooper allows that to sink in.
"Now somehow he has a chance to get on the biggest event of the year for our industry. This is all because people love a good story about dreams coming true. If not for that then I would be the number one contender to the Elite X Championship. I'm the rightful holder to that claim and I should already be named as the challenger for Triple X at Kingdom Come because of my performance from this past week. It's sickening that Johnny Scumm has a shot to take my spot when he hasn't performed to my ability ever."
"Plus you already beat him Justin. You've got this won."
"It would seem that way but I'm sure Mick Overlast has something to say about that."
"Ah, who cares what he thinks."
"Steady Iris, this boy was trained by Blade for a short period of time. While Blade has failed to be relevant for the last couple months and has never been a World Champion I'm sure even the old bat knows a few tricks. What I fail to see is why Mick is in this match. He lost to Triple X in a poor effort while I took the champion to the limit. It makes no sense to me why he is in the match."
Cooper and Iris continue to walk forward until they reach the end of the path. Standing before them is a large steel fence that is used to keep outsiders from entering the society. Slowly Cooper runs his hand across the fence before looking back at the camera.
"This week is going to be the last time any of us wrestle before Kingdom Come and it will serve as the last chance round for anyone without a match. While I find it annoying that I am grouped with these losers I'm not going to bitch about it. I'm going to do what everyone watching this should do. Everyone needs to toughen up and make the right decisions. In a world where ignorance is plentiful it's a breath of fresh air when someone like me steps forward and guides people the right way. Both Overlast and Scumm and full of ignorance and to honest I was just telling them what they already knew. There is no chance that Scumm wins and faces Triple X at Kingdom Come and the same goes for Overlast."
With his hands now dirty from touching the fence Cooper takes out a tissue from his inner and pocket to clean them. Soon enough his hands are back to their sparkling condition and the messiah makes his way towards a car that is waiting on the outside of the society. Iris opens the door but Cooper does not enter immediately. He straightens up his suit and looks directly at Iris.
"Who's going to Kingdom Come to face Triple X for the Elite X Championship?"
Without hesitation Iris answers.
"You."
"Good answer."
Cooper turns back to the camera with a smirk across his face.
"Ladies and gentleman thank you for watching. In just a few short weeks I'll be the Elite X Champion and then not only will the High Society call me their messiah but the entire world will be bowing to me."
Cooper enters the car as the feed cuts out.