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Subject: The time is at hand, and the tournament is about to begin...


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Raul
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Date Posted: 21:11:25 06/03/02 Mon




(The scene: Chicago's airport, Monday afternoon. A plane has just arrived from Denver, Colorado, with Raul and Debbie on board. It looks like they get ready to head out to grab their luggage, when they stop at the Dairy Queen inside the airport. Raul orders the Oreo shake, and Debbie orders the Ceaser Salad. Meanwhile, a couple of fans walk up to the young couple to ask for their autographs.)


Fan 1: Hey, it's Raul and Debbie! It's Raul! Raul, Ms. Debbie, can we ask for your autographs?


Raul: Umm...


Fan 2: Pleeeeease, Raul? We've followed you since your days back in the Utah indies, and we just want an autograph. You're our favorite wrestler, period.


Debbie: Come on, Raul.

Raul: Okay, why not?

(Raul begins to sign the autograph when a fan asks him something.)


Fan 1: So have you found out about the title tournament for tomorrow yet?


Raul: I actually haven't, but we were just on our way to talk with Ace Jenkins, who happens to be my boss. I've gotta find out about it soon.


Fan 2: I heard Ace Bullard is a tough guy. Do you think you'll be able to handle him?


Raul: I dunno yet. I have no clue as to who anybody is. Ace Bullard, from what I've heard, doesn't necessarily play by the rules. But then again, neither do I. I don't know if I will beat him tomorrow, or even if I'll face him tomorrow. But I do know that if I go down, it will not be without a fight.


Fan 1: That was sooooo cool! Thanks man!


Fan 2: Yeah, peace man! Thank you so much!


Raul: Anytime, friends.


(The fans leave. Raul and Debbie are done with their food, and head to the main floor to claim their luggage. As they head out, a ten-man enterauge hold up a sign "Welcome to Chicago, Raul and Debbie! Good luck in HWA!")


Raul: Thanks. We'll need it.


(They leave. As they get into the taxi cab, Raul and Debbie start talking.)


Raul: There sure was a lot of fan support for us back there, wasn't there?


Debbie: Well if they've followed your career, then you'd know why there is that big a support. You are one of the most recognizable names in e-fed history!


Raul: Thanks for the compliment, Deb, but that might be pushing it a little. I'm big, no question. But not THAT big!


Deb: No, you just need some confidence. And a win in the World Heavyweight Championship Tournament should do the trick!


Raul: You might be right.


(Taxi cab arrives at HWA Headquarters in North Chicago.)


Raul: Looks like we're here.


(Raul and Debbie get out of the cab, and enter the building. They check in at the front desk, when a road agent approaches them.)


Agent: Raul, I presume?


Raul: You presume right.


Agent: I just came out here to inform you that President Jenkins is not here at the moment, and that I have a personal message...
(looks at Debbie with evil intentions)for you.


(Raul makes the road agent look at him)


Raul: You got something to say to me, say it without looking at my woman!


Agent: Yes. That message is you'll just have to find out what is going on tomorrow night at Terror.


Raul: That's cool. And while you're at it, deliver a personal message for President Jenkins...


(Raul starts kicking the road agent's ass without personal fear of consequences and with Debbie cheering him on!)


Raul: Tell President Jenkins to send a married man for a messenger next time! And the next time you look at my girlfriend with lust in your eyes, you fat piece of trash, you won't be breathing after I'm done!! Let's go Deb!


(Raul leaves the building with Debbie and they start to head to the hotel to sleep for the night to prepare for tomorrow's Tuesday Terror.)




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