The End of Y2K???

[DJ Beedie D]

From the door a man can be seen sitting in a chair, staring at the wall with a little brown bottle in his hand. It had been none other than the man known as Chris Jericho. Jericho then took a swig of of the bottle before clinching his teeth. The drink had burned his gums as he continued to staring at the wall as if he were staring into a mirror.

[Hush, it's K-Krush]

It had been weeks since Kofi Kingston had last heard of "Y2J" Chris Jericho. He had sent him e-mails, he's sent him voice mails, he even wrote a very detailed letter and sent it through the United States postal system, but no matter his efforts, he had yet to receive any confirmation from his tag team partner. When Kofi had got wind of a local BRAWL independent show that Chris Jericho was going to main event, he had no choice but to attend.

The show had already ended in a pinfall victory for Chris Jericho, and using his superstar status as a AWWE Superstar, Kofi Kingston was granted backstage access. Plus, it helped that he was close friends with the owner of the independent organization. Channeling his inner stealth ninja, Kingston eventually found Jericho's locker room. Taking a deep breath as he stood in the entry way, Kofi then pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and threw it in Jericho's direction. "What the hell man?" It was obviously a rhetorical question as Kofi invited himself into the room. "We were going to take over the world. We were going to win championship, after championship, after championship. The world was going to bow to our legendary status. We had plans to take over the entire AWWE, and then, after Wresltemania, you just disappear?" Jericho continued to do whatever he was doing, as if Kofi Kingston wasn't there. Slamming his fist against the locker room door, "What's going on? You go on, and on, and on at these ridiculous conspiracies. I've listened to them all. At how the entire world is against you, at how the entire world is trying to screw you over, and you were still given the entire world. A former AWWE World Champion." He then pauses and serious undertone gets in his voice. "A title you never even deserved. It should have been my belt. It should have been my opportunity. But I never said anything. Never. We were a team. Whatever your successes were, they were mine. I settled for that Intercontinental Championship match. I settled for my ECW Championship title run. I settled for my short-lived Crusierweight Championship." Kingston then looks upward, with his hands in the air. "I believed in that bigger picture. I had assumed that eventually, you were going to give me a shot at your AWWE Championship. Why? Because that's what friends do. I've always been on your side." He then looks at the ground, his hands now clinched fists. "And now what? You're just going throw me off the bus? Yeah, you lost your AWWE Championship, but there's these rumors. Joining Team Canada? Joining forces with CM Punk? JBL? These dirt sheet reporters are coming to my door, looking for any confirmation. MY DOOR. And I'm just as clueless as they are." Giving an evil stare in Beedie's direction, "So again, I ask, what the hell man?"

[DJ Beedie D]

Jericho slowly rose from his feet, clutching the bottle in his hands. Jericho turned around with a disgruntled look on his face. The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. If you had seen Jericho you could tell he had something to get off of his chest. Jericho stared at his former partner for a few seconds trying to gather up all his emotions and thoughts. " A title I never deserved eh? I worked my ass off to win that title. I won the battle royal, got burned, and then came back to win that title. I spilled blood, sweat and tears for that title. And you are telling me I didn't deserve it." Jericho, starting to get mad began to speak a little louder, " I earned that title but what have you done Kofi. You say you settled for those championships but I don't think so. I believe thats all you could win. All you ever been able to do was ride on my coat tail. You say I didn't give you a shot at my title but what did you do to deserve it? All you have ever been able to do is ride my coat tail.

Jericho clutched the bottle even harder, " You say you have been there for me but where were you when I lost the title? When I lost at WM? "

[Hush, it's K-Krush]

Eying the bottle in Jericho's hand, Kofi Kingston rolls his eyes and chuckles. "You actually have the audacity to ask where I was?" He purses his lips and shakes his head, "You know, it's just like you to blame someone else. It's just like you to put the blame on someone other than yourself. You can't just take the very idea of being at fault." Holding up an index finger, "We could have been tag team champions. No, I'm not talking about that number one contendership we had earlier in the year. I'm talking about during our days in the Corporation. When you were handed championships. More specifically, you were handed tag team championships. You were the leader of our duo, the voice of our team. We went into the Corporation as a unit!" He pauses as he gets into the face of Chris Jericho and talks between seething teeth, "You had the power to change your tag partner. You had the authority to finally give us the tag team championships. But no. You convinced me that it was all for the greater good. That now just wasn't our time to reign over the tag team division." He then imitates Jericho's voice in a joking manner, giving a Goofy (from Disney)-like feel, "Here Kofi, have a shot at the Intercontinental Championship instead."

He then eyes the bottle in Jericho's hand again, "Where were you for me then? Huh? Where I was for Wrestlemania? Shit. Man, where were you for the last three months?" Kofi then begins to notice Jericho's grip tightening on the bottle. "What are you going to do now? You're going to finally grow a pair and hit me with that?" Sticking out his neck, he then points at his cheek. "Go ahead. I invite you too."

[AntDaGamer]

The Boss: (twiddles thumbs)

[DJ Beedie D]

Without another moment's hesitation, Jericho swung the bottle with as much force as it would let him hit Kofi with, seemingly letting out some of the anger and frustration he had felt inside. Seeing Kofi fall to the ground; glass and alcohol all over his face wasn't enough. Jericho then went to grab Kofi, and throw him into the lockers. With the intensity of one thousand suns Jericho went to grab the chair he was previously sitting in. He grabbed it and held it over Kofi's head. Looking at his former friend and now fallen enemy Jericho's intensity had died down a little just as he was about hit Kofi in the head with the chair. Before he had committed to the hit, Jericho threw the chair aside and left the locker room before security could get there.

[AntDaGamer]

The Boss enters the ring. Sounds of Redman's "The Goodness" fills the jam packed arena. AntDaGamer slowly makes his way inside the ring.

"The Boss" AntDaGamer: Now things are heating up for Season 5 all over the AWWE. Theres been drafts and now we have several different brands We are splitting them into what I called Zones for Confrontation. Now In the Smackdown Zone there will be a main event. Between two of the most prestigious superstars of last season. One of the most iconics tag teams ..If not the best...Y2K's Jericho & Kofi Kingston will go one one one.........in a Trouble In Paradise Match. To be thought up by my genious mind "LIVE"!! HERE TONIGHT ON SMACKDOWN!!