*camera cuts to the locker room area where Chris Jones is seen laying on a bench, eyes closed. Leon Kensworth walks into the frame*
Kensworth: Ladies and gentlemen, what looked to be an incredible and historic ladder match was cut short due to the Mayhem Title being stolen from the harness it was hanging off of. While all signs point to the thief being Dr. Steven Kurtesy, no concrete evidence has been revealed yet, but what can be said is that all participants in that ladder match are looking for blood. With me now is one of those participants, Chris Jones.
*Kensworth moves over to where Jones is, kneeling down beside him*
Kensworth: Jones, considering you especially took some serious damage in that six-man ladder after you were thrown into the crowd from the ladder, how are you handling the aftereffects of this match?
Jones: I can tell you that I've felt better, Kensworth. Even after the night-long hospital stay, every part of my body aches. So much so that I've barely been able to move from this spot since I got here.
Kensworth: What are-
Jones: Incidentally, Kensworth...
Kensworth: Um...what?
*Jones opens his eyes, glaring at Kensworth*
Jones: Didn't you consider the possibility that I was sleeping?
Kensworth: Er...
Jones: Did you consider the fact that, by starting an interview with me, you would have woken me up?
Kensworth: Well...I...
Jones: And did you consider that, since you woke me up, that I would be especially cranky, and possibly want to cause someone serious harm?
Kensworth: ....well....you....uh....
*Jones stares at Kensworth for a minute, then closes his eyes again*
Jones: Ah, forget it. Even if I wanted to snap your neck like a twig, I can't be bothered right now. But next time, consider knocking.
Kensworth: I'll...keep that in mind...at any rate, what are your thoughts on the Mayhem Title's disappearance? Do you believe the rumours that Steven Kurtesy is behind it?
Jones: Truth be told, Kensworth, I couldn't care less.
Kensworth: But...I thought you wanted the Mayhem Title?
Jones: What would be the point in taking it from a champion that doesn't even have the belt with him? The belt represents the championship. Without it, Killjoy or Baez or whatever is only a champion because the board room says he is. Taking the championship from him now wouldn't have anywhere near as much importance than if I took it from him with the belt. No, I'm going to wait until Baez gets his belt back, then take it from him. As for Kurtesy, if he is the one behind this, I don't envy him at all.
Kensworth: Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you have a match this week on Meltdown, against the former Mayhem Champion, Scott Hammond. Your thoughts?
*Jones opens his eyes again*
Jones: Is that guy still hanging around this division?
Kensworth: Yeah...why wouldn't he be?
Jones: I was hoping he realized that he's no longer relevant in this group. Guess I was asking for too much. Truth is, Leon, Scott Hammond is everything wrong with the wrestling business in general. He tried to move up to another division in this company, realized that he couldn't get anywhere, and came back here to make things harder for the ones who are trying to make a name for themselves, like me. All because he can't accept that no one cares about him anymore. It's pathetic, and quite frankly, if I were Hammond, I'd be ashamed to leave my house in the morning.
Kensworth: What exactly is your game plan going into this match against a veteran like Hammond?
Jones: You ask that question as though you expect me to have a game plan.
Kensworth: So you're saying you're not prepared for this?
Jones: I'm saying that I don't care enough to prepare for this. Like I said, Kensworth, right now I'm just biding my time while Baez gets his belt back. It's not like there's anything important to do until that time comes.
*a knocking on the door interrupts the interview*
Jones: It's open.
*one of the camera crew walks in and gives Jones a DVD before leaving*
Kensworth: What's that?
Jones: The promo between Doug Crashin and some guy named Constantine. Ever since Apocalypse, people have been asking me if I saw it and what I thought of it. I figured it must be important, so I asked someone to make me a copy of it.
*Jones then hands the disc to Kensworth*
Jones: Go put it in the player, I'm too sore.
*Kensworth frowns, but walks over to the DVD player and puts it in. As the promo plays, Jones grows more and more interested, slowly getting to his feet while it plays. The promo ends with Jones staring at the TV intently*
Kensworth: Um...Mr. Jones?
Jones: Hm....hmhmhm.....hehehe....
*Jones starts to chuckle slightly, which soon turns into laughter, which eventually turns into screaming, maniacal cackling. Jones falls to his knees, laughing all the while, pounding the ground with his hands. The laughter soon dies down, though Jones is still shaking*
Jones: Hehe....gotta say....Crashin has a better sense of humour than I thought. And this Constantine guy.....once his political campaign fails, he should become a stand-up comedian...
Kensworth: Wait...what's so funny?
Jones: Don't you get it, Kensworth? I'm the only true Savior of this company! And yet these two clowns think that they can claim to be the same? It's the funniest thing I've ever heard!
*Jones gets back to his feet, still chuckling slightly*
Jones: I suppose I should thank them, though...that little bit of comedy got my motivation back...
Kensworth: Motivation...?
Jones: Yeah...now I'm going to rip through Scott Hammond and leave him in pieces on the mat. After all, he's now standing in my way against Crashin and Constantine. Once Hammond's out of the picture, the two false prophets are next. Then, I can prove, once and for all, that I am the true Savior of this company...
*Jones grins his usual wide grin, chuckling more and more*
Jones: And that, that will most certainly be the sweetest justice of all!
*Jones resumes laughing loudly as the camera fades to black*