Well mama told me,
when I was young

Said sit beside me,
my only son

And listen closely,
to what I say

And if you do this,
it'll help you,
some sunny day


The video kicked in with a tinted blue filter, Hiro stepping out from behind the curtain with a smile. He looked happy, passionate, and ready to fight.

"The following contest, set for one fall, is for the BAD...BLOOD...WRESTLING...WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!"


Hiro walked down the ring in slow motion, pointing to fans and playing them up, and as he did, a pieced together entrances from Hiro's past BBW matches, bringing it back to the most latest one where he slapped the ground and brought his arms up, pyro flying high into the night sky above the park. Salem came out now, Hiro standing in the ring, the two men looking at each other intently as footage played that BBW cameras caught in a candid fashion of the two men talking backstage at times, enjoying lunch, being very friendly. The video cut back to the two men looking at each other as the ref lifted the bell high up in the air, the faint chants that were chanted at the beginning of the match fading in and quickly out.

Or take your time,
don't live to fast

Troubles will come,
and they will pass

You'll find a woman,
and you'll find love

And don't forget that,
there's is a someone,


....up above


As those final words exited Brent Smith's mouth, the video quickly became distorted, and a rushing sound effect played...It showed a steel chair shot dropping down onto Salem's back, with a sickening smack. A small, obviously edited in, crack appeared on the picture. Another chair shot, and another crack. Salem crawled under the announcetable, and the video sped up a bit, showing Salem sending the table into Hiro using just his leg strength. Hiro stumbles back into the apron, next thing you know, footage of Salem leaping off the table and splashing Hiro into the ring post is shown. Hiro on the ground, and Salem up and ready to ram his knee right into the challenger's head. The video slows right down, the music starting to get a little louder...and finally, the money shot. The filters all disappear, showing just Hiro's arm between Salem's legs and the reactions on both men's faces.

Be a simple kind of man
Be-a something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh won't you do this for me son...if you can
(if you can)


The video skips right to the chops, Hiro eating them across his chest shot after shot. The pain stung so very badly, and the champion had no problem doing this to his friend and mentor. A high knee connects, knocking Hiro to the ground. The steps being dropkicked are shown from Salem's perspective
and the aftermath of Hiro being laid out right outside of the ring is shown. Salem's words spoke over the music, echoing, telling Hiro to stay down.

Forget your lust,
for the rich man's gold

All that you need now,
is in your soul

And you can do this,
Oh baby,
if you try

All that I want from you my son, is to be....

SATISFIED.


Hiro saying "It's Over" as the music silenced was all that could be heard. Salem's near-tearing self responding that it wasn't over. Hiro was still talking. Salem reigning chair shot after chair shot to Hiro's arm, and than to just the ground, was displayed. The emotional moment where Hiro began to pull himself up to his feet and Salem watched him played out in the video like a work of art. The music remained silent. The dialogue began once more.

"Hiro, just stay down." Salem said, almost having to force the words through his gritted teeth with his tongue, his jaw was so tense. "I know you want this...I know you do...but don't make me...don't make me do this to you..."

"I wanted this so bad...and I've realized...No matter what I do...I cant win...not against you, that's for sure...I've won in a very long time, Salem. It was foolish of me to think I could...Hiro Shin-Mozas...can't...he can't defeat you."

Hiro looked down, drops of blood dripping off his almost covered-in-dry-blood-face. This was the first time he had broken eye contact with Salem in well over a minute. The Cuban-Jap's gaze remained to the ground...until a small sound came from him....A whimper? A sigh? A breath? What was it? It...It was a chuckle! Hiro...was laughing?

"The...The Ethnic Enigma....The...The Cuban-Jap...The Hero...The Role Model...He can't defeat you. He can't defeat anybody! Heheh...I said... I trained with someone to prepare for this match, Croft..."

Hiro's head shot up, his blood covered face glistening from the spotlights which shone over the ring so the fans could see. A teethy grin covered the lower half of his face while the top half housed two fully opened eyes, staring right into the Copperhead's soul.

"I trained...with Blackjack, Croft. The most dangerous and violent man of all time. He showed me one thing that I surely needed to know, Croft...It's that Hiro Shin-Mozas, the Ethnic Enigma...he cant beat you. No, No. He can't beat you at all. You know who can though? Hiro. The...The Most Hated...The Most Hated Man in our Business' history. I needed to embrace the hate one last time to conquer you, my friend. It all comes in threes. Death. Strikes. The End. This is your third BBW Championship match...and your final one at that!"

Hiro slipped out the garbage can top from under the ring and slid it at Salem in an attempted distraction and attempted a superkick, but failed.

And be a simple kind of man
Be a something that you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh won't you do this for me son if you can
(if you can)


The guitar solo began, as did Hiro's fight back into this match. His foot was caught in the steel chair, but he brought it down out of Salem's grasp and uppercutted him and sent him over the barricade and into the crowd! The challenger changed. For months he'd swore to make the fans like him. To give back for every past wrong. Was this kind of guy Hiro was? Constantly waiting for the right to time to show his true colors and get away with it? The battle of chairs ensued. Salem receiving a steel uppercut and Hiro a slam over the side of the head. The video fast forwarded to Salem's somersault attempt that failed.

Oh don't you worry

You'll find yourself

Follow your heart

And nothing else

And you can do this,

oh baby,

if you try
All that I want from you my son, is to be...


Hiro produced the butterfly blade from his boot, and brandished it, looking at Salem's back. The video tinted black and white now as Hiro lunged the blade into Salem, and began to carve his former friend like a worthless plank of wood.

SAAAAATISFIEDDDDDDD.


Hiro rolled Salem into the ring after a few moves, and went for the pin. Kick out. Hiro, frustrated, the video showing clips of every match Hiro had lost in BBW up to this date, the same face constantly appearing, being the only consistent thing about Hiro's loses. It was a face of hate. Hiro pinned again. Salem kicked out again. A face full of mist! Hiro gets up, screaming his lungs out as he is temporarily blinded by the man.

So baby, be a simple kind of man


Salem Lou Thesz Presses Hiro down, wailing down on him with his own weapon...A stapler. The staples click into Hiro's face, and the previously extremely 'cracked' video exploded. The screen was blank...and then a tint of just red was produced as the video returned, a very faint face slowly beginning to appear behind Salem stapling Hiro's face.

Oh won't you do this, for me son, if you can?


Salem locks Hiro in the Constrictor's Coil. The fan's cheering "Sa-lem Croft!" fades in and out of the video. The Champion's face is determined. The music in the video begins to fade away as Hiro's arm drops once...and it fades even more as his arm drops a second time. The music is almost impossible to hear now as the ref lifts up Hiro's arm again...but this time, Hiro's arm doesn't drop, due to being released from the coil! Ryan Killman is in the ring and he locks Salem in his own maneuver, the Killman Clutch!

So baby, be a simpleeee, be a simple mannn...


Hiro regains his power, and begins to stand. The face that was fading in before becomes a bit clearer. Blood shot eyes. Blood stained smile. Green mist and Blood covered face. Staples. Hiro takes a few steps forward, and BOOM! Connects with the game ending superkick to the back of Salem's head, locking him deeper in the Killman Clutch. The music again goes quiet. Killman exits. Hiro drops on top of Salem and hooks his leg.

One!" the referee said, bringing a hand to the mat. Though the crowd was anxious for signs of life, there were none to be seen from Salem as the official slapped his hand to the moist canvas again. "Two!" he continued, the fans growing louder as they hoped against hope that "The Copperhead" could once again surprise them, surprise Hiro and Ryan, and prevent what was sure to be a riot from unfolding in the arena. Until the referee's hand struck the mat a third and final time, still no movement from the valiant, but eviscerated, world champion. A universal shockwave went through the crowd as the referee called the final count, getting up to signal for the bell.

"Three! That's it, ring it!" the man in the striped shirt said, urgently trying to end the match and get some medical help out here for Salem, who was beginning to scare some members of the audience with how still he'd become since taking the double finisher. It didn't even look like he was conscious when the announcer came across the speaker system to declare the outcome.

"Your winner...and NEW Bad Blood Wrestling World Champion...Hiro Shin-Mozas!"

Hiro rolled off of Salem in disbelief. The new BBW Champion exited the ring and held the belt up high. Salem looked on at Ryan Killman exiting the park, and took hold of his snake to give chance, but there was no use. He was gone. The former champion realized what had happened as he saw Hiro celebrating. He'd lost. Salem and his Hooded King Cobra made their way towards Hiro. Hiro didn't see it right away. He held the belt up proud. When he did see the disgruntled former champion and his snake, he took off over the barricade and away from everyone, everything. He went far, with his championship, the only thing that mattered. Salem walked back to his burlap sack, defeated. The rain was coming down hard, and a roll of thunder could be heard in the video. The Copperhead looked around at what had happened...and he was speechless. He exited to the back. The feed faded to black, and the face that had been promising an appearance did. It was indeed Hiro's. A blank, evil stare in his eyes. A bloody grin. A blood-stained face filled with staples. A broken nose. This...This was the face of pure hate.

Oh won't you do this for me son....


The image of Hiro's face began to disappear and was replaced with an angle from the camera that was in front of him when he had his back to the ring, holding up the BBW Championship as Salem could be seen in the background, only starting to stir.

...If you can.