foreword - Male or Female, it doesn't matter. CWF Desire meant the same thing to each individual across the world. Without a shadow of a doubt, Desire was a special moment in professional wrestling. It can only be described as a spectacular night; one that nobody will EVER forget. For Hunter Heurst Helmsley it was a night that he'd reflect on as being "all over the place". It started off just the way it was planned; Triple H defeated AND humiliated John Cena within a mere blink of an eye. It was simple; It was easy.. It was what was ALWAYS going to happen. Think to yourself for a moment; What was ever gonna stop him? John's rapping game? You've gotta be kidding me, right? The day John Cena EVER beats Triple H is the day that Satan picks Daisies. Sure, John gave it his all. John put in 110%, but where did it get him? Absolutely no-where. It all ended in a split second; one moment John was up and about, the next.. he was being driven face first into the mat. The thing is, there's some hurdles in life that you can't jump over and for John Cena, Hunter is that hurdle. They say practise makes perfect, right? Well no matter how much work John puts in over-time of trying to catch-up to The Game, he will never.. EVER.. be perfect. Later on in the night Triple H made his way to the ring for the Battle Royal in which the purpose of the match was the Worlds Heavyweight Championship. Entering in at #25, Hunter put on a clinic by belting the living daylights out of a number of CWF Superstars. With Two Titles on the line, Trips' took advantage of the opportunity and decked Jeff Hardy over the Top Rope, eliminating him from the Battle Royal. Soon after Johnny Swinger was hoisted up and over the Top Rope, leaving just two men. Two warriors. Two champions. Triple H .. Rene Dupree. Only one of the two men could walk out as the CWF World Heavyweight Champion; on this very night, Rene Dupree fluked the biggest victory in his LIFETIME! However, Rene couldn't defeat Triple H fairly. Instead, just like a Frenchman would, Dupree SCREWED The Game out of the Title by shattering his chance's after a deverstating Low Blow. Form there, Rene had the match in the bag as well as the CWF World Hevyweight Title. One thing's for sure, Rene COULDN'T and CAN'T beat The Game without CHEATING his way to Victory. It's not possible, and why? Because Triple H is The Cerebral Assassin.. because Triple H is the BEST in the damn business! Yeah, Trips' got cheated.. but the funny thing is, he STILL walked out as a Champion. The PRIMETIME Champion! This week on Desire, Hunter Heurst Helmsley will compete inside of a STEEL CAGE, The MAIN EVENT of Desire, against a man who believes he has been sent by God to condemn The Game to Hell. Sadly, Mordecai will be mistaken. The question is.. What are the concequences that Mordecai will be forced to suffer?

scene - Camera's pick up the scene inside of The CWF Arena where many have gathered for what promises to be an interesting night. Suddenly ... " ONE TWO, THIS ON? " Triple H emerges from the back with his Primetime Title over his right shoulder. Although a champion, Triple H's eyes are filled with a source of anger. He makes his way down the aisle, glancing at a few Fan's who elect to 'mouth off'. Hunter climbs up onto the apron and steps through the ropes and into the ring. Trips' takes a microphone from Lillian Garcia and slowly raises it to his mouth.

' cerebral assassin ' Triple H : " Last week.. "

scene - The Game is rudely interrupted by the loud Booing.

' cerebral assassin ' Triple H : " Let me ask you people something. Does it give you joy when you boo me? Does it make your insides satisified, because I'll tell you now.. I couldn't give a damn. You can boo me all you want, really.. you can.. but just so you know, I'm not gonna lose any sleep over it. After all, what are YOU.. to me? Your absolutely nothing. Me on the other hand, I'm the light bulb that shines in your miserable lives. I'm that ONE thing that can keep your eyes glued to the TV whether you like me or you don't. Deep down, each and every one of you know that without The Game.. Professional Wrestling would purely be.. "wrestling". Heh, with me in the mix that means RATINGS. That means ADVERTISEMENT. That means PROFESSIONALISM! And that's something that Rene Dupree quite simply .. DOESN'T HAVE! "

scene - The Game dramatically deepens his tone as he proceeds.

' cerebral assassin ' Triple H : " When you think of Proud Champions, you DON'T think of Rene Dupree. Why, you ask? Because Rene couldn't win the match fairly. He couldn't BEAT The Game without showing what he's worth and that's the sign of a DISGRACEFUL Champion. Rene, you couldn't get the job done without SCREWING me out of the Title. You COULDN'T beat this game you KNEW IT! You KNEW that the task was far too superior for you to complete, so you chose to take the easy way out. I'll give you credit kid. You took me out of the game illegally but effectively. You knew that if the match were to carry on, you were in danger. As each second passed by when there was only the two of us left, it meant you got a little more tired and The Game got a little more advantage. Fortunately enough for yourself, you caught The Game off guard. The thing is, the next time we come face to face It's gonna be YOUR ass hittin' the mat the second that damn bell rings! Lightening doesn't strike twice in the same place very often Rene, and I can assure you that this is ONE place.. that Lightening will NEVER, EVER strike again! You may be The Champion for now but when the time comes to play the game.. I WILL have your number! "

scene - Hunter lowers the microphone for a few seconds as The Fans continue to boo at the top of their voices.

' cerebral assassin ' Triple H : " You know, competition these days.. It's painfully pathetic. I've got guy's by the name of Mordecai runnin' around in the backstage praising God, and believing that he's been sent down BY God to dispose of the CWF 'Souls'. I can't help but laugh at the matter, I mean, tell me something. If God was going to send someone to get rid of the TRASH around, then why the HELL would he bother with a Big Blonde Headed Piece of CRAP like Mordecai? I'll tell you now, if God has sent Mordecai down to eliminate The Game then he's got another thing comin'. I'm not about to move over for a man that proclaims himself as a Pale Rider. Nah, because you see, I've dealt with idiots like these before many-a-time. They come and go like the milk-man; They'll be at your door-step every single morning. It doesn't matter what year, what month or what day.. There's always gonna be someone wanting to play this game and do what NOBODY else has done. What they don't realise until they've been through it, is that pain IS only temporary.. but THE GAME.. IS FOREVER! This DOMINANCE.. This GLORY.. It NEVER.. ENDS! Mordecai, you're JUST like the rest. Your appearance is different but your JUST like the rest in the way that your another WANNABE! You want to make the big time, so ya put on this stupid gimmick of yours, you praise The Lord and then ya think you can stand up to The Game.. just like that? Maybe you're miss-interpretating something kid. This isn't fun and games. This is the Real Deal, this is The Cerebral Assassin.. This is the BIGGEST Hurdle your ass is EVER gonna have to jump over! Funny thing is, I'm a hurdle you ain't EVER gonna jump over. It's that DAMN simple! As hard as you try and as focused as you may be .. You still ain't worth FIVE CENTS to me! The fact that I have to kick your ass just for the Hell Of It is a joke within itself. Steel Cage, Main Event.. It's all there in front of you Mordecai. It's RIGHT in front of your eyes you big jacked up BITCH! Why don't ya try and take it? Reach out to it. Close your eyes, hope for the best, 'cause you ain't EVER taking a victory over ME! Like it or not, I'm the PRIMETIME Champion for a REASON! I got SCREWED last week but I STILL walked out with a Title over my shoulder. You, Mordecai, where the hell were YOU in the battle royal? Huh, you useless waste of SPACE? Where were ya? You were NO-WHERE to be found. Why? Because you can't cut the cake when the pressure's on kid. Desire might be your chance of stardom .. It might be the turning point in your career.. but not in the way you want it to be. The only stardom your ass is gettin' after Desire is the HEADLINES of the Newspapers describing the HUMILIATION that I put you through! Your God Crap, it's all put to rest this Monday Night. When you walk down that aisle and you step into the Steel Cage with The Cerebral Assassin your gonna feel shiver's down your back because you'll know.. that deep down.. YOU CAN'T PLAY THIS GAME! "

scene - As Triple H's bubble of anger burst's out into the open, The Fans erupt into a deafening chorus of boo's.

' cerebral assassin ' Triple H : " Playtimes over Mordecai. You've had your fun with your costumes and your bullshit talk. Now it's time to play the game - MY GAME! Ha-HA-Ha, I'll be waitin' for ya kid. "

scene - Trips' drops the microphone instantly, as his music begins to roar out of the P.A System. Triple H climbs out of the ring and heads up the ramp backstage, receiving a massive amount of jeers from The CWF Fans in attendance. As Trips' disappears out of sight behind the curtains, the scene fades to black.