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Technique Is Sitting Thinking In His Abondoned House ..While He Opens a red bull. He hears the door

.Technique. Hello? who is there?

silence came...than he heard a little voice

.Kid. H-Hi

.Technique. Why have you come?

.Kid. I came because.. well i wanna be a wrestler...

.Technique. So you have come to me? there are so many more..D! immortal nightmare...you come me why?

.Kid. I-I dont know..i like your stlye how you fight..a good mexican wrestler...
.Technique. Well thanks.

.Kid. Will you train me?

A silence comes over the air again...

.Technique. I Will train you but...i ask your details..name? Size? Height? Style? tell me these things

.Kid. My Name Is Carlos, I am 6'0 296 i have the same style as you, but not as aerial because of my height.

.Technique. Good, I will train you, But i want you to know, I dont take any Bullsh*t!

.Carlos. Yes sir i understand

Technique puts him against the wall

.Technique. I am not your sir, I am Technique, nothing else you hear?

.Carlos. Y-Yes...

.Technique. And i want you to know, if you act up you will be in there for as long as til you learn!
Tehcnique points toa room, 2 x 4's with nails sticking out and glass all over the floor and a single pillow,

.Carlos. Yes S- Technique

.Technique. Alright we will begin training soon, until then you sleep upstairs..

.Carlos. Ok...Technique will i be a champ?

.technique. Listen you dont ask these questions! i will tell you how you fight and if your worth it, so get your rest,....Ooh yeah. you wont be leaving this place...until you have been trained and you have defeated me

Technique throws red bull can at carlos head

Carlos has a feared look in his eyes....
Technique laughs as the lights fade to black