[The scene begins with black then suddenly the Ricochet and Acadian Logo’s appear out of the darkness and onto the middle of our screens.]

[The symbol of Yoshima Kawazughi appears onto our screen replacing the two federation’s logos.]

[It crumbles then the following footage is played. It is smirk-ridden Kawazughi, complete with blond streaks in his hair, mid air initiating a Shooting Star Press onto the grounded Polecat pinning Raven. He spins terrifically, in mid air landing perfectly onto Polecat. Who immediate tries to roll away, but Yoshima is onto him like a shot.]

[Yoshima Kawazughi’s words from last week spoke about how he is going to make an impact and then stops, addressing Patrick Ross directly. ‘When will Patrick Ross step up and give me a title shot?’]

[Yoshima’s words from last week, repeats itself. Until focusing on the words ‘Title shot.’ Until everything stops, and two crimson eyes appear on the screen.]

[The eyes flicker slightly, then disappear leaving us to stare into a black screen.]

[A shot of Yoshima Kawazughi as he stares into the camera frowning. All is quiet. He’s got his crimson contact lenses on, obviously trying to appear menacing to his opponents and enemies throughout the NWA. Yoshima is breathing deeply, trying to contain his anger.]

‘You’re next.’

‘You’re next.’

‘You’re next.’

[Yoshima speaks of the three Brotherhood members. The scenery moves, we now find ourselves in the building where we last saw Yoshima. But this time it has undergone some work. The walls are looking less decrepit.]

Yoshima: The Brotherhood. Three overweight German apparently obsessed in some quest to dominate, and become the greatest stable in Wrestling. Well boys, let’s get this out now. The domination you speak off, it’s just not gonna happen.

[Yoshima speaks with in the tone of complete superiority, which is sure to infuriate The Brotherhood. Assuming they will not be a challenge could prove foolish for Yoshima Kawazughi, but nevertheless. He’s pretty confident, as he always is. It’s the arrogance.]

Yoshima: It’s simple you just can’t cut it when you’re facing opponents of highest quality [Smirk] Opponents like me.

[He glances at himself admiringly, his arrogance shining through.]

Yoshima: You’re used facing men like those Team NWA Goons, with their pitiful figurehead in the shape of Joe Raper I suppose that says it all. You are not used to being challenged by top quality opposition. And sure you can bring along your little German ‘friends’ but when you do, I’ll be waiting for them.

[Yoshima cracks his knuckles. He smirks venomously Yoshima might have had a good start in Acadian. But he wants more he longs for more. And he intends to show MidKnight exactly what he can do. According to Yoshima, he doesn’t have a chance.]

Yoshima: Now when we go out there, and I show you what quality really is, you’ll be wishing it would be over before it started. I declared my intentions with The Ghost, and he didn’t come back for more, hell he quit after two doses of ‘The One’ and he had talent, you simply put, don’t.

[He unleashes another menacing glare into the camera.]

Yoshima: When I’ve finished with you, you won’t be coming back. Not a chance!

[He glares again, trying hard to make sure his crimson eyes are scene by the camera in its fullest extent. The cameraman turns the camera off. Kenji was behind the camera and rushes over to speak to Yoshima.]

Kenji: Great, Great.

[Yoshima looks up grimly he knows his free time has just diminished significantly.]

Yoshima: Yeah…Thanks.

[He smiles back, trying to feign interest. Yoshima considers Kenji a great friend, but sometimes he finds him pretty annoying.]

Kenji: So any thoughts about the upcoming match?

[Any thoughts of the upcoming match quickly disappear at the premise of Yoshima’s one and only desire, nicotine.]

Yoshima: You got a smoke?

[Kenji frowns.]

Kenji: They really aren’t good for you. You need to be healthy you need to be fit. Many people impress at Burnout. Eh?

[Kenji’s English had improved significantly, but still hard to understand. That’s why Kenji’s time on air was limited to a non-speaking role.]

Yoshima: Just give me a damn smoke?

[Yoshima spoke with an edge of panic in his voice. He needs his fix, and he needs it now.]

Kenji: I’m afraid I don’t have one on me.

[Yoshima’s face sinks.]

Yoshima: Fuck.

[Yoshima walks around the building in the filming area pushing over random junk in the hope he’d find a cigarette packet that, he’d probably left during the last shoot.]

Yoshima: There must be some around here somewhere.

[He searches again quickly, then sits down on a few uncomfortable looking planks. He holds his head in his hands, unable to control his emotions any longer.]

Kenji: Okay, just calm down. I’ll go get some. In the meantime, have this. It will help you.

[Kenji winks, knowingly.]

Yoshima: What is it?

[Kenji smirks.]

Kenji: White gold.

[He walks away, leaving Yoshima with a small foil pack. He stares at it, unsure of what to do with it. Should he eat it? He doesn’t know. But he’s got to do something fast, the nicotine craving is still going strong.]

Yoshima: Sweet.

[Yoshima takes it out of the pack and opens the foil; he smirks before snorting all of it. Looking around to see if anyone saw him.]

[The scene fades away.]

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[The scene opens in a hotel room, Yoshima is reading the newly posted AW Rankings, voted by AW fans, and posted in the monthly Acadian Magazine. Yoshima didn’t mind being seventh as he was pretty new. Kenji walks in disturbing Yoshima. Yoshima stands up quickly and runs to Kenji a look of panic on his face.]

Yoshima: Hey dude. You know where you can get more of that stuff you gave me?

[Kenji shoots him a puzzled look.]

Kenji: Why do you need it?

[Yoshima quickly tries to think of a reason as to why he would need more.]

Yoshima: Because… it takes the aches away. Yeah.

[Kenji looks a bit shocked.]

Kenji: You ache?

[He tries to look upset that he has to tell Kenji this, and Kenji who’s supposedly the brains of the operation. Believes every single word of it.]

Yoshima: Yeah. The high-flying stuff has an effect you know? It’s my knees sometimes. Especially when I hit the real big moves.

[Kenji smiles, hoping to ease Yoshima’s feigned pain.]

Kenji: Well, I suppose if it’s for medicinal purposes. I don’t have a problem with it.

[What sort of guy uses Cocaine for Medicinal purposes?!?]

Yoshima: Yeah, medicinal purposes. So you got some on you now?

[Kenji shakes his head. Yoshima shrugs his shoulders and for no apparent reason, feels that he has something important left to say pertaining his match.]

Yoshima: You got to get me some for after Crossfire, when I beat that Kid Dynamo to a pulp, Team Zzt. Good name, but it will pale into insignificance. When I show him ‘The One’s power, you know Kid? I’ll let you into a little secret; I’ve got something huge planned and you are just a small part of it.

[He smirks, almost impressed by his own words.]

‘Hell I’m not King F’n Arthur…’

[Pause.]

‘I’m the great Hirohito. And that my boy…

[Huge Pause.]

‘Will be the END of you…’

[He smirks.]

‘One…’

[He stands up.]

‘Two…’

[And moves closer to the camera.]

‘Three.’

[He smiles, sadistically. He wants to make an impact, and is determined to do so, at Crossfire. He’s obviously something pretty big planned, and we’ll have to watch Crossfire to find out.]