The meeting in Dublin was amazing I felt like one of those kids that was getting a dying wish, as Eurothrasher and the Irish Assassin followed by a wave of reporters and fans flocked to my landing. Suddenly my hero was escorting me through the airport giving an impromptu interview on my potential and and how this new training exchange will revitalize the underground circuit.

Eurothrasher- This just shows the best bloody champion in the world is always about future competition and with the acquisition of this hot new talent straight out the heart land of the Americas shows why I the best bloody man to kick anyones' arse.

(Reporter 2)- But you officially haven't beaten an American champion, Will anyone accept your challenge

I understand if no man can stomach the bloody courage to take up my challenge but with the premiere of my new talent hopefully when I'm old and grey and taken my last lust lass to my bed, someone will come along and finally take the top spot from me. ...he looks at Wayne who has a sick grin on his face... I'm the Greatest Champion in the world. ...He shows of his prize leather jacket pointing at all the crossed off patches of countries whose champion he had beaten.

(Reporter 2)- Are you hoping with the new influx of this young talent will help you draw more American sponsors, wrestlers, fans and challenges for your fed?

(Reporter 2)- How is Grimswolf taking this?

(Reporter 3)- What about the American challengers currently on your roster?

(Reporter)- Is this a marketing scheme to gain promotion?

Irish Assassin- Looks like somebody graduated with an 'A'. ...the crowd laughs as the reporter sits down.

Fan- Doesn't matter what they think. Whose the champ? ...The crowd goes nuts with chants of EURO, Euro, Euro...

(Reporter 2)- So who is this kid and what makes him such a big future champion?

Why he's Wayne bloody Heckler, a native to the northren Americans. He was trained in shoot fighting and all purpose arse whoopin! He is a true representation of the Americas, this makes him worthy of this flag on my back more so then anybody. When I get through with him, he'll be one of the greatest contenders the wrestling world has ever seen. The Federal government showed up in the seventeen hundreds and tried to dominate his people and even today they have not defeated these great warriors. Now thats a bloody great reputation to have in this business. Never say die.

(reporter 3)- So are you saying that he has a top spot in the roster already?

All I'm bloody saying is that when the bell rings and the carnage is on, I believe you will find he is a great talent and is soon to become the greatest entertainer that has ever or will ever step into the squared circle, and then I'll send him back to the so called Americas to Rip their quasi Champions to pieces, and when everyone is looking to point fingers, I'll stand up proudly and declare that the arse whoopin they received was a gift from me delivered by a Real American. But first let's hear a bit from the Man himself. Wayne answer some questions. ... As I walk up on the mic: the cameras and fans were fading in and out due to the flashbulbs going off all around me, I could hear a jumble of voices raised trying to be the first to get a question off. Then the world took a forty-five degree set in my eyes and the floor rushed up to catch me as the side of my head exploded into pain.

Grimswolf- This is the ####ing a$$hole you think can stop me from taking your belt? I am the only American around here that has your or anybody elses' number, and I don't like pissant rookies or champions that support pissant rookies. Look at him, pathetic if this is the horse that your betting on you should hand the belt over right now.

The conference soon exploded into a riot with EuroTrasher dragging me to a waiting car while The Irish Assassin took on Grimswolf. I wasn't allowed to see the news reports as I had begun my training, but from the smile on Euros' face I could tell that he was really pleased with the ticket sales. My two years passed quickly as the hype between me and grimswolf set the circuit on fire. In Germany we rocked the house with a 2 outta three falls match which I won, but that was not always the case as Grimswolf gave me the lesson of never underestimate where your angry stalker my appear. Now where in India in a No disqualification falls count anywhere match. I am climbing a seventy foot ladder to a cat walk that runs above the downed Grimswolf, I creep along the walkway till I'm squarely above my victim, the crowd is going nuts as they anticipate the flight I'm about to take. I laugh as I do a christ air from the walk way. The fall seems eternal as the screams are all I hear and the body of Grimswolf is all I see, and then his eyes open and he rolls out of the way. I don't really remember crashing through the stage.

Late That Week...

I'm at the Honk Kong International airport being told that my flight is being delayed once again for maintenance issues, which is code for the plane might not make it into the air please be patient as we apply more duct tape. I return to the bar and order another drink as I listen to the flights that are boarding when someone speaks to me.

Aren't you Wayne Heckler the guy Grimswolf beat in Bombay?

Yes ...this was what I was afraid of the fan is going to heckle the Heckler... He beat me fairly but we'll meet again, that is the flow of nature.

Hell son I just wanted to say hell of a match and introduce myself; Sean, Sean Heckler. ...I almost choke on my drink as I turn around and the cowboy himself IS standing right behind me with his hat pulled low, a faded button down, a pair of worn jeans and some old dusty boots completed the image that stood before me. Hell he coulda walked out of any of the posters I had when I was a kid. I looked at my pipe to make sure what was in there was what I wanted to be in there. I couldn't believe my Idol and name sake was talking to me in a random airport bar.

Sean Heckler let me say it is an honor to talk to you and to bear a version of your handle you have been my hero for as long as I can remember.

Don't over do it. ...he sat at the bar and ordered Seven Headed Dragon, taking a good swig he turned back to me... I recently experienced an episode where an old buddy of mine handed off his name to an up and coming buck. ...he took another deep drink... It got me thinking it was time for me to do that too. So I have been following your career, but I want to be sure you'll live up to the legacy. ...he turns and looks me in the eyes and calmly states... So how do you think we should handle this? ...Adrenaline shouts through my body as excitement, anticipation, and a feeling of honor passes through my system. The chance to prove oneself to their Idol is a rare event for anyone.

Well your a cowboy and I'm an Native, let us drink a bottle and smoke a pipe then head out back.

I'll buy the bottle.