'AT WIDE RECEIVER, HE IS A 6'2'' SENIOR....NUMBER 17.....SCOTT ALEXANDER!'

[Like is happened moments ago and not three and a half years earlier, Dade Davis can hear those words echo through the sky at Tilden High School in New York as he stands on the 50 yard line and just takes it all in. As he does, Nicole, who is a teacher at the school and the mother of Scott Alexander, walks out onto the field and approaches Dade.]

Nicole: They told me you were out here, looking like a creeper.

[At Nicole's joke, Dade loses the seriously look on his face and cracks a quick grin as the two embrace.]

Dade: They send the big, bad English teacher out here to kick me off school property?

Nicole: Not at all. Mr. Thompson is actually quite fond of you.

[Dade pauses again, seemingly nostalgic, but also with a very focused look in his eyes.]

Dade: You remember that night?

Nicole: August 22, 2008.

Dade: That's a yes.

Nicole: Scott had a career night on this field. Really pissed Sheapshed Bay off.

Dade: That's my boy....is he in town?

Nicole: No, he has already headed down to Texas for the Pay Per View.

Dade: I'm glad he'll be there.

Nicole: I know these last few weeks have been hard on you. I know he's had some emotions exploited and....

Dade: It's ok Nicole. Blood is thicker than bullshit.

[Nicole lets out a little laugh.]

Nicole: So what are you doing up here Dade? Anthony says you have barely even been in Boston in the last month, mostly hanging out in Texas. So why in Brooklyn today?

Dade: I meant this guy a few weeks back.

Nicole: Um?

Dade [laughing]: Not a guy like that...damn. While I was picking up trash in Cali, you know....community service. And this guy, he appealed to the intelligent side of me, I know I need to get things back in line before they get bad or worse.

Nicole: And Tilden High School is the place to do that?

Dade: This is where my life re-started. It's only right.

Nicole: Well I will leave you too that then...my class will only watch that video in silence for so long before going crazy on my student teacher. I'll see you in Texas.

Dade: You are actually coming?

Nicole: Scott asked me too.

[Dade smiles as Nicole heads back off the field and back towards the school. Dade continues to walk around, off the giant 'T' midfield and across the running track. Dade exits the fence around the track looks back onto the field from a far, leaning against the chain link.]

I guess that the most real thing that I can tell you is that you aren't really important. I know, I know...how dare I? What kind of delusions must I have to stand here days out from challenging for YOUR World Title and honestly say that you don't matter? Just like everyone else in the world that listens to what I say, Zack I know that you are going to find that phrase, that you 'aren't important,' to be as disrespectful and blasphemous as anything that has ever been said to you before a match. But I need you to know that I am OK with that. I am OK being disrespectful because I believe those words to not only be truth but also the most important truth going into our meeting at Driven by Hate. I believe those words to be the most biting and REAL words that have ever come out of my mouth towards an opponent....ever.

As of late, things have gotten very personal between us Zack and I take full responsibility for the levels that they grew too. I did things that are twisted, things so devious that I may have made Carl Franks lose his lunch. But I did them because I had to....because you pushed me to it. You can try and play the good guy in this all that you want. Put a smile on your face and pretend you are a changed man all you want, but deep down at your core, you haven't changed one iota. See that is what makes me know you Zack, that's what gives me an advantage in this war that you will never take away. Many of times over the years, I have slapped a smile on my face, came out from that curtain shaking hands with the fans and yahooing it up. They cheered, I smiled more. But every time it comes back here for me. Nice guys finish last. Being a nice guy did not get you the PWA World Title. Being a nice guy won't keep it around your waist. And part of you knows that. Part of you, whether you will ever admit it or not, knew exactly what you were doing by getting Scott involved in this. Let's face this: anything gets deeper and darker when you involve someone's blood. And I will applaud you today for that Zack because is was a SMART move by you. Anyone who has sat and watched PWA for the past 18 months that Scott has been a professional can tell you that, because of the many things he has gone through in recent years, Scott's mind is weak. Scott can tell you that. It is no disrespect to my son, it is truth and like it or not Zack, every word I say to you leading into this match is truth. Scott Alexander has more demons at his age than any young man should. He daily fights that same battle of 'do whats right' with a smile on your face versus 'do what has to be done' and not give one fuck what anyone thinks. Morality versus Means to an End. I've fought it and know which route is best for me. Subconsciously or otherwise, you know what route is best for you. And you see that conflict in Scott, it's no surprise as you can read people very well Zack. And you took advantage of the struggle, again I applaud that you took those things to a level that you knew would make me react. And I reacted. And you didn't like it. But it wasn't just revenge for me, I am way smarter than that Zack. It wasn't about that old drunk that raised you, it wasn't about Austin Black. It was about getting in your head, even if just a little bit. Just a small distraction.

It was a means to an end. And that, any day of the week, beats out the option of morality to me. If I even have any morality left.

In August of 2008, three and a half years ago I stood right here, leaning up against this fence and my entire world changed. And that is why I need to be here today. I love my son to death and nothing and no person can ever change that. Since that day I stood here next to his mother and learned of his existence for the first time, that love was unbreakable. And you Zack, you provided a valid distraction for a short time as we started this little family thing and took pot shots. But this Zack is one place where you really aren't important. Because that family shit, Austin Black, Scott...it all is behind me today like it will be when I walk down that aisle at Driven by Hate. I stood against this fence three and a half years ago and watched my world change days before I battled for my first PWA World Title. So here I stand. Perspective. I loved my son that day but pushed that distraction to the side so I could top Kaito. I love my son today, but I push the distraction you and I caused in each other aside so I can top you. Because what I want is around the waist of the man I face at Driven by Hate. And I don't care that it's you....I don't care who has it, I want it. I'm going to take it. History will repeat itself at Driven by Hate.

[Dade's serious look turns into a small smile again as he looks onto the field before himself turning away and walking towards the parking lot where he gets inside of his crimson red Escalade and drives off, leaving Tilden in he rear view mirror. As he does, almost on cue, he picks up his phone and dials the number of his son Scott. Not surprisingly, Scott does not answer and Dade gets his voice mail.]

Dade: Hey Scott, it's your Dade. Just talked to your mom and she said you were already headed back to Texas. Not sure if you are on the plane and can't answer or just don't want to answer....I'll be down there in a couple days....we should grab a bite, something. I love you son, let's talk. Tell Maci hello and tell Kendall that grandpa misses him. I'll talk to you soon Scott....

[Dade's face of disappointment is obvious, but quickly turns into his trademark devious smile as something else begins to take over his mind. Dade grins wider with a certain evilness as his foot pushes to the floor and he speeds down the road.]

==

[Dade Davis is seen again, now back home in his Boston mansion, cleaning up some paperwork on the desk in his office at the house when student Vance Daniels knocks on the door and enters.]

Dade: Vance! Good to see you kid.

Vance: You too Dade. Glad to have you back in Boston, even if it's only brief.

Dade: It's good to be home. And I’ll be back after Driven by Hate. Have to get back into the gym with you and train. How has everybody been?

Vance: They've been good. Anthony and Dominik have worked us hard.

Dade: That's good. What can I help you with?

Vance: Oh, nothing. I just wanted to tell you that Haley is here.

Dade: I see.....so why are you here?

[Vance looks back kind of sheepishly.]

Vance: I've been staying here on and off. I hope that's OK Scott has been spending his time in Brooklyn, Andrew is in Japan for the foreseeable future and Bobby is busy with baseball. Ward and O'Cronin are who I have to hang out with.

[Dade laughs a little at Vance's nervousness.]

Dade: It's OK Vance. Glad to have you here....do me a favor and send Haley up.

Vance: You got it boss.

[As Vance exits, Dade begins to pass the time by looking down the line of pictures on his wall, images documenting some of the greatest memories from his career.]

I went my entire career and not until 2002 did I find something that meant the world to me title wise. The day I really understood what cWo meant as a company, I knew I would never be content with my life until I held that World Title. I climbed that mountain years later and years after that, I came to PWA and quickly rose the ranks, within six months I challenged for and successfully won the World Title at the first Point of No Return. And I took it for granted. We all know the story and I am sure you will go ahead and remind me too Zack because that's the easy, stereotypical thing that almost every last man I have faced in the last three years has spewed out. But I don't give a fuck what they say. Nobody knows me, nobody but me knows every last inch of a reason behind what I did after winning the world title. So everyone of those guys can kiss my ass. But what you have to understand Zack is once I was gone and once I started making my way back, when I signed a new contract before Vow 2, I saw something that I hadn't seen in seven years....the PWA World Title was like the cWo title used to be to me. I knew then, what I know now, that I could never call my career a success unless I held that belt in my hands again. And every day since then, in the PWA and out of the PWA, my only goal has been to climb back to that belt. And that is why you are not important. Because you are just a guy Zack, just a guy who has what I want. Look at all of the men who have held or challenged for that belt in the last six months. I really don't care if Jack Swanson, Nighthawk, Slade...any of them could be in your spot...and I want what they have just the same. And that is something that you and entire world need to understand. Sure, we got personal and sure we brought family into this, but that doesn't change the deep seeded reality that all I want is to be the PWA World Champion again. And I don't care who I have to beat to win it. You don't matter.

Haley: Hey babe.

[Dade stops in his tracks and turns around with a smile at Haley, who he hasn't been able to see since the time they spent together weeks earlier in Honeygrove, Texas. The two embrace and kiss as Dade's smile is matched only by Haley's.]

Haley: So why didn't you tell me before you got here that you were going to be home?

Dade: I didn't know I would be. I was up in Brooklyn.

Haley: To see Nicole?

Dade: To see a place that means a lot to me. Don't be jealous.

Haley: I'm sorry. You know it's not like that. Nicole and I talk a lot, I know there is nothing going on.

Dade: You and Nicole talk a lot?

Haley: Well yeah. We've both worried about you.

Dade: I know. And I'm sorry. But I'm good now. Time to make things right. The stress is almost over.

Haley: And you won't have any stress after this match?

Dade: Hails, I have been working towards this for a long time. Win or lose, I have gotten here.

Haley: Lose?

Dade [laughs]: OK, when I win.

Haley: Well I am glad I can meet you down there.

Dade: Meet? Why do you think I am back here? I want you to fly down with me. I was thinking we could take a little family vacation afterward, maybe head to Corpus Christi and the beach while you are on Spring Break?

Haley: You mean it?

Dade: Of course, I think we need to spend some good quality time together again. Hoping Scott and Maci will join us.

Haley: Oh.

Dade: Think he'll say no?

Haley: I don't know. We haven't really talked to him much. He's been in Brooklyn and I guess not too talkative. Which begs another question, how are you feeling?

Dade: Oh, the fall.

Haley: Yes silly, the fall. It looked brutal.

Dade: It hurt like hell. But I’ve had pain before. It's a business of injury. I've wrestled with broken bones. I am just fine, just some soreness and bruising.

Haley: And Zex?

Dade: Who cares.

Haley: True.

Dade: So why don't you go home and pack. We leave in the morning to head down South.

Haley: What about my last couple of days of class before break?

Dade: Do you really care? How many days do you take off?

Haley: True. But you can't have all of me tonight, I'll have to finish my Journalism paper to e-mail in before we leave.

Dade: I can stay focused if you can.

[Haley smiles and kisses Dade before slinking out of the office, leaving Dade again to look at the images on the wall, including one from Point of No Return in 2008.]

I don't want you to make this more than it is Zack. I understand you need to hype yourself up and you need to imagine that I have been plotting and planning this, but its not true and I want you to keep this grounded Zack. I know that for you, and many of the people we share a locker room with, this will come back to Exile. So let me tell you a little story about Exile. From day one, every person I wrestled while Exile existed, even the teams we faced together as tag-team champions Zack, they all said that I was just this puppet master, using Exile and you probably believe that. So let me right now deflate one of your motivating factors heading into Driven by Hate. I joined Exile because I saw something in you and I have always seen something in Ryan Shane. I wanted Exile to work. Was Exile another 'means to an end' for me? Absolutely, just like everything else in this business has been for me since Vow 2. But just like those other things, being a 'means to an end' doesn't mean I didn't give my all. I worked within Exile as hard and as driven as I did within The Era. But all I have wanted is the World Title. I cruised the roads with Chris Michaels while we changed the world of tag-team wrestling and made it worth something in the PWA and I loved it. I enjoyed every minute of it because Chris and I came to PWA to do just that....but everyday was a build for me towards this match at Driven by Hate. When I came back and joined Exile and you and I were the tag-team champions, I had fun and I believed in what Exile was founded on. And even if Exile as a product didn't come from that same basis I thought we founded the group on, I lived everyday fighting hard...but everyday was also a build towards this match at Driven by Hate. When I left Exile laying, it was a build towards this match at Driven by Hate. Exile could have been Captain Howdy, Dexter Davis and Burrito Enchilada and I would have done the same thing Zack. So hate me for it, use it as ammunition if you really must....but understand if that is your motivation, it is hollow.

[Dade walks out of his office and slams the door closed behind him, symbolically leaving all of those memories on the wall behind him as he looks forward to Driven by Hate.]

It's not about you Zack. It's about that belt. It's about me. It's about righting things that I regret. It's selfish and it's brazen and I don't care if that is right or wrong.

Dade Davis is going to be the World Champion when Driven by Hate goes off the air.

I have worked too hard to get back here.

I will not let the opportunity pass me by.

[Dade begins his descent down the stairs to the entry way of his mansion.]

And that Zack is why you aren't important, why I won't be another "brushstroke" on your "canvas." You are talent in this industry and I will give you all the kudos you want and deserve for that fact. But I am better. I made myself better so I could get to this point. And Zack E. Xavier will not do what other men couldn't. You won't do what Evan Andrews, Captain Howdy, Mystic J, Cross Recoba, Kaito, Pierce Cavanaugh, Ryan Shane, JJ Biggs, Doc, Slade, Jack Gaither, Nighthawk and Chris Card couldn't do. Because like them, when the bell sounds you become nameless and faceless and a MEANS TO AN END.

[As Dade reaches the bottom of the stairs, his serious nature goes out the window just as his jovial one did. Dade opens the front door, thinking of the words he just uttered. His trademark devious grin comes across his face as he closes the door behind him and the scene closes.]