We come in to a backstage area at Apocalypse. The hall is mostly empty with the only noticeable person being a techie. A figure turns the corner in, and we see Richard King in a formal shirt and tie. He looks both ways down the hall, then turns to walk in the direction of the techie. He taps him on the shoulder and seems to ask him something. The techie cranes his head to look both directions, and then points to the left, with Richard nodding his thanks. He heads the way the techie pointed, and we see two figures with their backs to him. Richard tries to walk through, and they turn to reveal them to be the new tag team champions, Stan-Time. They walk past Richard without giving him a glance. Richard turns to look at them, and then continues down the hall. He stops in front of a locker room with a red triforce crudely painted on it. Richard goes to knock, when a loud crash is heard from inside. Richard quickly enters to see James King in a rage. Richard turns his head to see an opened chair on its side next to the wall. James turns to see who entered, his long hair a tangled mess and his eyes full of anger. On the realization of who entered, he takes a deep breath and walks over.
Richard: James, I know you just lost
James just pushes him out of the way and walks away from the locker room. Richard tries to keep up with him as he makes his way out of the backstage area. As James walks out the door to leave, his eyes still raging, the elder King takes the opportunity to run in front of him and stop him.
Richard: James, calm down! Yes, you lost. Thats no reason to flip like this.
James stops walking and turns his head to look at his father, visibly shaking.
James: It is when you should still be the rightful champion! When Showtime hit me with the title, he just showed what we have claimed since the beginning. No one can stop us. We were clearly going to win until they had to resort to cheating to just get us down. We won those titles, they stole them from us. They will return.
James starts walking again while Richard just stands there. When James is at his car, Richard quickly runs up to stop him.
Richard: Be that as it may, there is still no reason to be like this. Just accept it and go beat them.
James seems to ignore him as he gets in the passengers seat. Richard climbs into the drivers seat and starts the car up while we fade.
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We come back in to the basement of the King house. There are weights of different size place across the floor, and we see a bar leaning against the wall. Sitting on the bench with a white muscle shirt on and a pair of headphones on is James King. His head is looking down, his hair still a mess, but straight down his back. He is unmoving, but every couple of seconds, he moves his fingers just a little. He remains in this position for a few minutes. He looks up to view all the weights scattered around, then goes to pick one up. He lifts for a minute when footsteps can be heard. We see Richard King come down the stairs, with a phone in his hand. He looks at James, who is oblivious to his presence. Richard pulls the headphones out as James looks up quickly.
James: What?
Richard holds the phone out and shakes it. James shakes his head in very confused manner.
James: What is it?
Richard: The Company called. Your next match has been announced.
James jumps up and makes his way upstairs. Richard follows as the door is heard open. The former Tag champion turns to view his father, who is just coming up the stairs.
James: Well, who we facing?
Richard: An old battler in Toyota
James turns to stare at his father, who has stopped talking at his sons motion.
James: Again? I thought he ran from this division when we destroyed them for the titles. No matter, Im sure that he will fall again.
Richard sighs at James impulse to belittle Wasabi.
Richard: Remember, hes a two time tag champion and took you to your limit every time you fought. But his partners the real wild card.
James sits down on the couch as Richard follows him into the living room and sits in the chair across from the window. He stares out as James takes a drink from a water bottle.
James: Well, whos his partner? Dont tell me its Hammond again.
Richard: No, not Hammond. Wasabi will be teaming with Barbosa.
James looks at his father, and then leans back on the couch as Richard walks to the office to get the laptop. When he comes back, James is nowhere to be found. Richard looks in the kitchen, as music can faintly be heard. Richard opens the door to the basement and the music is now heard clearly. Richard closes his eyes and takes a breath, then makes his way back down. We see James sitting on the bench, lifting more. Richard walks over to turn the music off as James puts his weight down.
James: What now?
Richard: James, you cant take this match lightly. Anything can happen. You could be out of the tag title picture after this match.
James chuckles a little as Richard stands in front of him glaring.
James: Father, were the only other team in the division. Theres no way were going out of the title picture. Were facing an old punching bag, a term I use quite literally, and a maniac who cant control his person. We will be victorious, and then we will get our rightful rematch and reclaim our tag titles.
Richard sighs as James lifts more to fade out.
