The scene opens with Saboteur strolling down the street his apartment is on, whistling as he enjoys another lovely day in Union City, New Jersey. Saboteur gets to the front door of his building and opens it up. As he starts to walk in a man in a suit bumps Saboteur as he walks out.
Saboteur: Hey watch where youre going ya buffoon!
Man in Suit: Im terribly sorry sir. Excuse me for asking, but arent you Saboteur?
Saboteur: Yeah, and what of it?
Man in Suit: Thats all I needed to know. Boys?
Two more men in dark suits and sunglasses burst onto the scene. One puts a chloroformed rag over Saboteurs mouth, and the other man restrains Saboteurs arms.
Saboteur struggles for a brief moment before the chloroform gets the better of him. The two cronies drag Saboteur out of the building by his arms as the third man in the suit follows them outside. As the men reach the curb, a white van pulls up and the back door opens. The two cronies get in the back of the van with Saboteur as the leader climbs into the passenger seat. The doors to the van close, and the tightly orchestrated plan turns into a well-executed mission.
---Sometime Later---
Saboteur woozily wakes up in the back of the van. He is groggy and his vision is blurred, but he quickly realizes his hands and feet are bound as he struggles to move. As Saboteur regains his vision, he is able to make out the figures of two men sitting across from him.
Saboteur: Whe
where am I? Who are you guys? Are we going to Disney Land?
Keith: My name is Keith. This is my partner, Shelton. And no, we are not going to Disney Land, were going to the woods.
Saboteur: The woods? But I didnt even bring my sleeping bag! Do you guys have an extra? Oh I just LOVE camping. It reminds me of when I used to hunt rebel scum when I was doing a job in Bosnia. Or was that Boston?
Shelton: Were not going camping, Saboteur. Were taking you to your new home.
Saboteur: Wait
is this a reality show? Did I finally get on Extreme Home Makeover?! Wheres Ty Pennington?! I wanna see if he talks like that all the time!
Keith: No. Were taking you to the woods. And youre staying there. Forever.
Saboteur: What? Why?
Shelton: Saboteur
it has come to our attention that youre good.
Keith: Really good.
Shelton: Like cigarette after sex good.
Keith: Like a sandwich after sex good.
Saboteur: What about a cigarette sandwich after sex good?
Shelton: Ive never tried that. Regardless, youve caught the attention of some very powerful people.
Keith: People who dont want you around.
Shelton: People that can afford to make that happen.
Saboteur: Sounds a lot like a certain person whose name rhymes with Thiegh Burna
Keith: Were not at liberty to discuss who our employer is, but its not Mr. Burna.
Saboteur: Hmmm, what about that Stephen Holmes guy? He hates everything.
Shelton: No, its not Mr. Holmes either, but really, we arent at a liberty to discuss.
Keith: Regardless of who employed us, were here to make sure you never show up at a WZCW event ever again. Ever.
The van suddenly starts to get bumpy.
Saboteur: Yeah, whatever. Im pretty sure I can find my way out of whatever forest you throw me into. Besides, this is New Jersey. There are no trees in Jersey!
The van comes to a screeching halt and Shelton and Keith stand up. The doors to the back of the van are opened by the drive and the leader of the bunch, and Keith and Shelton throw Saboteur face first out of the van. Keith hops out of the back of the van and cuts the ropes that kept Saboteur bound, and the gang of men in dark suits get back in the van and drive off, leaving Saboteur alone in the woods.
Saboteur gets up slowly in slight pain after being tossed from a van onto the cold, hard earth.
Saboteur: Where did all these trees come from? Where the hell am I?
Saboteur turns around and sees a sign. He decides to read it out loud for effect.
Saboteur: Pine Barrens New Jersey: Home of the New Jersey Devil, Red Necks, and People that Hate Masked Wrestlers. Well now that last part just seems silly.
Voice: Hey! That thars one of them masked wrestler types. Lets git em!
Saboteur turns around to see an angry mob of toothless red necks forming. Knowing that he wont get the satisfaction of knocking their teeth down their throats, Saboteur decides to make a run for it instead, and flees into a deeply wooded part of the forest.
-----A few minutes later------
Saboteur jumps over a fallen pine tree and slows his run to a walk, and then stops completely to catch his breath.
Saboteur: Phew, I think I lost them. Now to get out of these woods
theres a Good Times marathon tonight and I refuse to miss it.
As Saboteur regains his bearings he hears leaves crunching. His head perks up as he looks towards the direction the sound is coming from. He cautiously follows the sound, careful as to not startle whoever is making it for fear of giving himself up to the angry redneck mob.
As Saboteur gets closer to the source of the sound he begins to hear heavy breathing and a man mumbling something to himself. Saboteur moves closer and closer to the source of the sound, and as he gets closer the sound gets louder. Saboteur peeks around the tree towards the direction of the sounds and is startled at what he sees: a grown man rolling around on the ground in deer feces.
Saboteur is obviously disgusted by the actions of the man and goes back to hiding behind the tree. He mouths the word gross, but peers around the tree again to again see the horrific sight. However, when Saboteur looks to the spot where the man once lay, he sees nothing.
Saboteur: What the
whered he go?
Saboteur starts to approach the site of the man and the poop. He takes a few steps towards the clearing when a dark, cloaked figure rises from behind him and suddenly grabs him and holds a knife to Saboteurs throat.
Dark Figure: Aha! I knew theyd send one of their henchmen to finish off the job those cowards started!
Saboteur: Ive had just about enough of this today, thank you.
Saboteur grabs the dark figures arm and flips him over to the ground. The figure drops the knife, which Saboteur picks up and holds to the mysterious mans throat.
Saboteur: Ha! The tables have turned! Now lets just see who you really are!
Saboteur pulls the hood of the cloak off to reveal the mans face.
Saboteur: *GASP*! Its
uh
the guy who was in WZCW when I started.
Dark Figure: My name is Hunter Kravinoff you donkeys ass! And Im at least fourteen times the man you will ever be!
Saboteur no longer feels threatened by the man, but is now rather intrigued.
Saboteur: Kravinoff? Werent you like
good? Really good?
Kravinoff: Yes, I was really good. One might say I was cigarette sandwich after sex good. But that doesnt matter anymore, I have a new life.
Saboteur pulls the knife away from Kravinoffs throat and allows the great Hunter to sit up.
Saboteur: What? Living in the Pine Barrens of New Jersey? Youd rather roll around in deer crap than get paid money for kicking ass?
Kravinoff: Hah, I dont expect a city slicker like you to understand. I wrestled because I thought it was the greatest challenge for a wild man like me. I wanted to show the world that no man, woman, or child could compete with my raw animalistic fierceness. But I have found a new challenge: one far greater than any human could provide for me.
Saboteur: If its fighting a toothless red neck mob, than I think we could really work something out here.
Kravinoff ignores Saboteur and continues.
Kravinoff: I, Hunter Kravinoff, am going to be the man to kill the New Jersey Devil.
Saboteur: What?! What did they ever do to you? And why not kill a bunch of toothless rednecks instead of a bunch of toothless hockey players?
Kravinoff: Not the hockey team you idiot! The monster! The beast! The Devil incarnate himself!
Saboteur: Yeah
Im pretty sure that thats just a legend.
Karvinoff: What if I told you I saw the beast with my own two eyes?
Saboteur: Id say youre pretty crazy.
Kravinoff: Im crazy?! Im not the one running around in a full bodysuit masquerading as some sort of super hero, pandering to the masses with my antics and (Kravinoff begins to sneer) joyfulness.
Saboteur: Well Im not the one that was just rolling around in deer poop.
------Later that Night-----
Saboteur and Kravinoff sit on opposite ends sides of a campfire eating dinner. Kravinoff chomps away at what appears to be an entire leg of a deer, as Saboteur roasts a piece of meat over the open fire.
Saboteur: So
what part of the deer did you say this was?
Kravinoff answers with a full mouth
Kravinoff: Thats the tongue. Consider yourself lucky that Im allowing you to eat such a tasty treat.
Saboteurs face sours at the thought of eating tongue.
Saboteur: Got anything else? Maybe some hotdogs? Peanut butter and Jelly? Fruity Pebbles?
Kravinoff: No, but theres a 7/11 right behind that giant rock over there, you might be able to get a two day old burrito and a slurpee.
Saboteur: Really!?
Kravinoff: No, now eat your tongue.
Saboteurs brief moment of optimism turns to one of disappointment as he gingerly bites into the deer tongue. He begins to chew the deer tongue as the sudden rush of euphoria reaches his taste buds. Saboteur lights up at the deliciousness in his mouth.
Saboteur: Holy taste buds Kravinoff, this is delicious!
Kravinoff: Not only is the deer tongue a treat for the senses, but its very nutritious as well, and youll need it for tomorrow.
Saboteur: Why? Whats happening tomorrow?
Kravinoff: Were going hunting for the Jersey Devil.
Saboteur: How many times have I told you? The Jersey Devil isnt real!
Kravinoff: Once, and I dont believe you. Ive seen it myself, and I plan to kill it.
Saboteur: Okay, Ill humor you. So if the Jersey Devil is real, how do you plan on catching it, let alone killing it?
Kravinoff: Im an expert hunter and tracker. I caught this deer, didnt I?
Saboteur: You took it off the side of a highway! I can see the tire marks on its hide!
Kravinoff: And if I hadnt found my way to the highway, wed be stuck eating whatever worms we can dig out of the ground. Youre welcome.
Saboteur: Say
if you can find your way to the highway, why not go back to WZCW?
Kravinoff stops eating for a bit, looks up at Saboteur for a brief moment, and then back down at his meal. He starts picking at the deer bone as he begins his story.
Kravinoff: Why should I go back? They dont want me there anyway.
Saboteur: The fans not might like you, but you were good wrestler.
Kravinoff: I was a GREAT wrestler you ingrate, better than anyone else in that company, including that fat Wasabi Toyota or that pathetic lackey of mine Barbosa. I was the only one that would have been able to break Ty Burnas unbeaten streak.
Saboteur: Toyota is gone, Barbosa was World Champion, and I snapped Ty Burnas streak.
Karvinoff throws the deer leg to the ground and stands up and roars
Kravinoff: LIES! Why do you taunt me with such filth!? I have the right mind to slit your throat and eat your tongue.
Saboteur gets up and defiantly answers
Saboteur: Im not lying Kravinoff. Toyota is gone, he left after Barbosa beat him for the King for a Day briefcase.
Kravinoff: Thats MY briefcase!
Saboteur: And Barbosa used that briefcase to cash in on Big Dave for the title.
Kavinoff: And thats MY title!
wait, Big Dave? Did you beat Ty Burna for the championship!?
Saboteur: No, I beat Ty Burna on Meltdown. I guess I softened him up for Big Dave at Unsccripted.
Kravinoff: You mean to tell me that you snapped Ty Burnas undefeated streak
and it was for NOTHING?
Saboteur: Well, not for nothing. I got a nice paycheck after that which I used to buy a TON of cereal.
Kravinoffs face turns from a frown to an insane scowl. His face turns red with anger as he begins pacing back and forth, breathing heavily. He occasionally looks at Saboteur with disgust, but other than that his eyes are darting around in every direction with anger as all the goals he wished to accomplish in WZCW have been accomplished by someone else. He finally stops, and stands in a brief second of serene silence, but abruptly breaks it with a loud, primal scream.
Tree branches shake as birds in nearby trees fly from their branches, and Saboteur is left stunned. Kravinoff looks back at Saboteur with a stern look on his face. He looks down at his feet, almost embarrassed, but back up at Saboteur with a determined look on his face.
Kravinoff nods towards Saboteur
Kravinoff: Finish your tongue and get some sleep, were training in the morning.
Saboteur: Training? Training for what?
Kravinoff quickly walks towards Saboteur and sticks his face in Saboteurs, looking at the masked hero intensely.
Kravinoff: You know why you were dragged out here Saboteur? Because someone didnt want you around. Theres a status quo in the WZCW, and guys like you and I threaten it. Were outsiders, we come from less than reputable backgrounds, were not wrestlers like Big Dave or Austin Reynolds, or entertainers like Titus and Showtime
were warriors, were violent, unpredictable, strong willed, and uncontrollable. We cant be tamed, and guys like Chuck Myles and Vance Bateman dont want men like us in their company. We threaten them, we threaten their company, and we threaten the entire wrestling industry as a whole. But we deserve to be there just as much as the Sam Smiths and the Blades
if not more so. We paid our dues in blood, and not the kind you get from competing in a Mayhem match.
You try to fit in with your jokes and lighthearted humor. You try to entertain by pairing up with Action Saxton and pandering to the people, but you reject who you really are. Youre like me, Saboteur. Weve seen this world more times than we care to remember, weve seen wars, weve seen death. In all his darkness, Ty Burna couldnt even imagine half of the things you and I have seen. In all his anger Chris K.O. couldnt dream of some of the terrible things weve done. Yet, like a coward, you suppress that. You repress your past in favor of this
comedian you have become. Well I have news for you Saboteur, theyre not laughing with you, theyre laughing at you, and inside you are slowly dying. And as long as you are dying inside, you will NEVER become the wrestler I was destined to be.
Saboteurs face scowls and his voice deepens as he pushes his face even closer to Kravinoffs
Saboteur: What would you know about me, Kravinoff? Youre so wrapped up in your own delusions of what could have been that you couldnt even be able to begin to get into my head. Yeah, Ive had it bad, probably worse than anyone in the rest of the company, but unlike you, Im willing to move on. My darkness does not define meI define my darkness. Its a part of me that Ill never be able to remove, but I control it. I keep it on tap for when I need it, and Ill use it to accomplish feats previously thought impossible. Thats not going to prevent me from accomplishing what you almost did, Hunter. Its why I will accomplish what you couldnt. Its why I HAVE accomplished what you couldnt.
Kravinoff: The fans are holding you back Saboteur! As long as youre worried about what they think of you, you wont be able to concentrate on your goals!
Saboteur: Dont you dare project your goals onto me, Kravinoff. Youd think in all your time and all your travels youd realize that nothing lasts forever, especially power. You wanted to seize power during your time in WZCW, I live to fight it! Where theres an unbeatable wrestler, Ill be the one to end his streak. Where theres a cocky bully, Ill be the one to knock his teeth in. When a faction of wrestler bands together to threaten the balance of WZCW, Ill be leading the charge to destroy it! Thats why the fans are behind me: not because I crack a few jokes or make friends with their favorite wrestlers, but because they know when theres a power-hungry dick, Ill be the one to kick their asses back to the bottom of the pile! Now if you excuse me, Im about ready to go home.
Saboteur starts to walk away, but gets no more than 10 feet away from Kravinoff when the legend calls back to him.
Kravinoff: And what do you plan on doing about Myles and Bateman? As soon as you resurface theyll find another way to dispose of you.
Saboteur turns around and looks sternly at Kravinoff.
Saboteur: Myles and Bateman can try what they will
but as you said, Im a warrior. I cant be tamed, and I cant be controlled. They can send their best men after me, it wont be enough. Unless they have an army working for them, Ill be showing up to the show each and every week.
Saboteur turns around again and starts to walk, but again Kravinoff stops him, this time by running over to Saboteur and grabbing his shoulder. Saboteur turns around quickly, expecting a fight, but instead he sees a piece of paper in Kravinoffs worn, extended hands. Saboteur takes the paper and unfolds it, looking at it with a puzzled look on his face.
Kravinoff: Its a map of the Pine Barrens. This is where Ill be. I dont understand you Saboteur
but I respect you as a brother. Were of the same blood, and we need to stick together. Come find me next time you need guidance for a match, it is clear that my raw animal magnetism brings out the warrior in you.
Saboteur: Thanks
I will.
Saboteur tucks the map in his suit and looks up at Kravinoff. The two exchange a respectful nod before they part ways. Kravinoff moseys back to his campfire and picks up his deer leg, and Saboteur walks into the woods.
The camera shows Saboteur walking through the woods and finally finding his way towards a highway. He stands on the side of the road for a while before a station wagon pulls over. He gets in the car and they drive off into the night.
Its early morning when the car pulls up in front of Saboteurs apartment. He gets out of the car and walks into his building. The camera follows Saboteur as he makes his way up the stairs and gets to his door. He swings the door open and immediately gets tackled by Keith and Shelton. Keith holds Saboteur down as Shelton pulls out a syringe. He attempt to jab it into Saboteur, but Saboteur quickly rolls Keith in the way, and Shelton sticks the syringe right into Keiths back. Keith wails in pain as Saboteur gets up. Shelton charges at Saboteur and punches him in the face, but Saboteur hits him back, and much harder. Shelton is stunned, and Saboteur follows up with a kick to the stomach, and then another to the head, knocking Shelton out cold. Saboteur grabs both Keith and Shelton by the collars and drags them down the hall to the stairs, and tosses their bodies down the staircase.
Saboteur deliberately walks back to his apartment and walks into the door. Garrett is sitting on the couch, stunned and shell shocked.
Garrett: Are
are they gone?
Saboteur is still quite serious.
Saboteur: Theyre at the bottom of the staircase.
Garrett: Who were they?
Saboteur: Keith and Shelton.
Garrett: Ohhhhkay
you dont seem like yourself Saboteur.
Saboteur cracks his neck and looks at Garrett.
Saboteur: Its going to be one of those weeks Garrett.
The scene fades to black as Saboteur and Garrett stare at each other.