In the depths of his locker room, he is dressed. he wore a pair of black pants, driving gloves, a pair of sneakers and a black shirt that shows his main logo on the front and the words " FEAR " on the back. he was waiting for the next house show card but the previous one is still not underway. he feels angry with this. he was ready to come out there, say what he wants to say and accept whatever reaction these people will give him. he did not care if they booed or cheered, he only cared about going out there. he still has no confirmed match yet which makes the company quite like hell for him. but he heard the remarks of a man who he agreed to. he will tell them how he felt tonight. then suddenly, " American Bad Ass " by Kid Rock played in the speakers located around the arena and in the PA system. the fog and smoke came out as he just moved the curtain with his shoulder. merely bumping into it without doing any arm movement. he walked out and was nearly blinded by the bright lights. as soon as the fog and smoke cleared, he made his way down the ramp, looking at the massive crowd. he took a merely slow slide under the ropes. he quickly made his way up, took a mic and placed it on his lips. he was thinking of this for a long time. he now has a chance to express himself infront of millions of people around the world watching.

Street Kid: this, i have been waiting for a long time. i still have no match booked and this company's been boring for me. but i heard this man, who says that he was screwed, a victim of racism and more. this man, Capitol E, has showed me the way, because i too, was screwed. the house show card has been put up. then i requested a match against Bacon Man. but where was my match? NOWHERE! i have been a victim of you stupid people!

Street Kid heard the fans boos. he started to get angry. he slid out of the ring, took out a steel chair and walked to the barricade which separates the fans from the show. he looked at a fan laughing and booing at him. street kid made a turn and started walking. then suddenly he unleashes a lethal chair shot at the defenseless fan's face. he did not care if he will be suspended or not, but at least he got to express himself. then he, looking again at everyone, started walking to the ramp then to the back.