Confrontation (Piledriver Exclusive)

[petervaughn]

~The shot changes to inside the OCW Arena, namely one of the back hallways where the fans are never allowed (unless they have money). We see Peter “The Janitor” Vaughn making his way through the building, carrying a bag over one shoulder. Vaughn stops, though, his eyes narrowing, as he looks beyond the camera. The cameraman turns around, showing the opposite side of the hall… where Mike Zybala is standing, waiting for Vaughn. He starts to walk up towards The Janitor, who looks to be ready for a fight. Zybala holds his hands up.~

Mike Zybala: Woah. Easy there, buddy. I don't wanna fight. I come in peace. I just wanna talk. I wanna get to the bottom of this new found anger you have towards me.

~ Zybala keeps his face neutral, not sure if showing any emotion right now will set THE Wrestling Janitor off. All Vaughn shows is hostility.~

Peter Vaughn: Get out of my way, Zybala. We have nothing to talk about.

Mike Zybala: I believe we do, Peter. What's up with all the hostility lately? I thought we were tag partners, and friends. Why the sudden change?

~ Zybala just looks at Vaughn as The Janitor seems to be boiling over with anger. His eyes still show tinges of red, making him look a little crazed.~

Peter Vaughn: You know what you did. You used me. I was nothing but a puppet to take hits for you. You, Meyhu, Thames, all of you… my eyes have been opened, you son of a bitch.

Mike Zybala: To take hits for me? Who was in the thick of everything with you? Me. Every time you were training, I was fighting the apes right next to you. We took down King Louie together! When we teamed up, we lost or won together. I didn't make you do anything that I wasn't going to do myself. You were the man I trained to become the only THREE TIME Outsiders champion. Not for my ratings. It was to show others your talent! To show you were more than a jobber, like they thought. You weren't my puppet. You were my brother, Peter!

~ Zybala looks at Vaughn, the neutral look giving way to a look of sadness. Vaughn hesitates, looking a little confused. It’s like Zybala penetrated the fog in his mind for a moment. Behind Zybala, though, another voice is heard.~

Voice: You have a way with words, Zybala. It’s the only way you could have convinced Peter for so long. But you can’t twist his mind anymore. He knows the truth now… thanks to me.

~Zybala, recognizing the voice, turns around in shock to see the man standing behind him… the former co-owner of the GCWA, Jonathan Barrows! For those that recognize him, a miture of hatred and confusion is most likely felt for the son of the Accelerator, who hasn't been seen in public in some time.~

Mike Zybala: You! Why would you do this? Where have you been? Why didn't you return my calls? Did you get my care packages in jail?!

~Zybala is confused and rambling. Barrows just lets out a dark laugh, reaching into his pocket. He pulls out a mask, a vision that many old-school OCW fans would recognize: the mask of Pryde.~

Jonathan Barrows: They say prison changes a man… for me, maybe it just changed me back…

~Barrows pulls on the mask, becoming Pryde once again. As Zybala stares at Barrows/Pryde wondering if now is the right time to joke about voting him off The Island, behind him, Vaughn has retrieved his own mask, pulling it on as well. He sets himself, waiting for Zybala to turn around. Zybala sees that Pryde is no longer looking at him. He follows his old business partner's gaze and gasps when he sees Vaughn in the mask as well.~

Mike Zybala: Peter. What are you..

~ Before Zybala can finish, Vaughn lays his former mentor out with a superkick to rival Zybala's! Hurt and betrayal can be seen on Zybala's face before the foot lays him out. Vaughn stands over Zybala, his mask covering any sign of his emotions he must be feeling. Barrows/Pryde steps forward, putting a hand on Vaughn’s shoulder.~

Pryde: Let’s go, Peter. It’s time to leave this fool in the past.

~Vaughn and Pryde walk off without looking back. Zybala lays there as we cut away.~