When it comes to me, I am many great things, but what I'm not is a liar. I, Norman Hellion, only preach the truth. Even my opponent Alex Anderson knows this, well - sort of. He admits that I've never lied to him, that I've only presented him with facts, but at the same time he's under the impression that I constantly lie to myself. That statement of yours Alex? It's false and I'll tell you why. I'm not biased. I don't just focus on the positives and forget about the negatives when it comes to my previous matches. I see Alex - I see clearly, while your decisions and theories poison your vision and brain. I am realistic, which I'm glad you recognize. When I originally said I want multiple world title reigns before my career ends, I knew there was a possibility that you would call me out on it - and for the very first time in your life, you did not disappoint. I'm aware that multiple world title reigns means I would have to lose the Answers World championship at some point, and sadly I will. I won't have this gold forever. Everybody knows it, because let's face it, even the legends of this business have let their world titles slip between their fingers and before they have the opportunity to grab it, a new champion is crowned. So like I said, I am no liar. This reign of mine has an expiration date, sure, but it's not best used by January 24th. But make no mistake about it, this title is going to be in my possession for a very, VERY LONG TIME! Even you know this, but you won't allow yourself to admit it because you simply don't have the time to think about it. Why's that? Well for one your ego gets in the way and two, you are spending every living second on a strategy that you think will help you win this war, but spoiler alert, you will end up as a casualty. Don't you see? You are only wasting your time, breath, and energy. Don't get me wrong - I expect you to come out swinging, leaving everything you have out there in the ring, but it won't be enough. Nothing will be enough. You know, if I still had feelings I would feel bad for you right about now. As a matter of fact I used to care about my opponent's health, dating back to my time on NEO. At first I didn't even want to lay a finger on the poor soul who stood before me. And when I did? I checked on them. I told them that I was sorry and my actions would often keep me up at night. But now? I no longer care because I know guys like you are not my friends. I only have three friends in this cold brutal world and that's Peter, Lannister, and Brody. As for everybody else? YOU ARE NOT SAFE! 

I'm sure you think I was trying to scare you just now Alex, but I wasn't. I was just doing what I always do and that's tell the truth. Alex you've gone on record to say you're not afraid of me and I'm glad you feel that way. I'm glad you aren't intimidated by my size or personality. In fact I wish everybody was like you in that sense because I'm not a bad person. I'm just - what's the word I'm looking for? Selfish. I don't play well with others, with the only exception being the three men I mentioned before. I'm selfish because I want everything to myself, but more importantly, I want to take everything away from you and that starts with your Ace Championship. By the way thanks for explaining its purpose. I now see what it means to you, as well as I see what it symbolizes. Correct me if I'm wrong, but it symbolizes your hard work. It symbolizes how you truly feel and that feeling in the pit of your stomach tells you that you've always been a champion. I respect all of that Alex, I really do. But on the other side of the coin, you gave yourself that championship. You gave it to yourself because you wanted more of what you crave and that's attention. You even left EAW all together and created your own academy, which was somehow broadcasted on Showdown at times. And for whatever reason, Murrow begged you to come back and he even gave in to your demands, which was a bad business decision on his end because if he would've just waited it out a bit longer, we both know you would've came crawling back. But with that said, I'm glad your back, even if it doesn't seem that way. Just like I'm glad you're the first number one contender for my, yes that's right, MY Answers Word championship. Because believe it or not, you're not very liked. People don't like your entitled attitude and I believe that I would do them all a favor if I wipe the floor, or in this case, the mat with you. And I will gladly do just that because I too have a statement that I'd like to make at King of Elite. The statement I'd like to make is I'm the Answers World Champion for a reason. I won the Elimination chamber match at Road to Redemption for a reason. I won a few awards at the EAW Awards show for a reason and I won the battle of the world champions that same night for a reason. You said you've been here for four years, compared to my one and a half, or something like that. And in that short span, I have dominated EAW. Most people would say I shattered their expectations, but as for my own expectations? I haven't come close. As far as I'm concerned, I'm just getting started. I am nowhere near my peak, which is a scary thought. I for one can only imagine what I will accomplish when I've been here for four years, compared to what you did in your first four, which was and is lackluster, and that's sugarcoating it. So here we are ladies and gentlemen. We are just a day away from the big event, King of Elite and I'll tell you right here and now that I am 100% prepared and focused on beating the sacrificial lamb that they call Alex Anderson to a bloody pulp. 

I normally don't make promises, but today I'll make an exception. I promise you that at King of Elite, I will walk out of Athens STILL your Answers World Champion and Alex, my good friend, you can doubt that outcome all you want, but let me ask you again, have I ever lied to you? Nope - and this time is no different.

(Looks to his left and right only to notice no one standing there.)  Just as I suspected, there's no one there.  I guess that makes you a liar too, huh, Cage...among other things.  Jesus man, when are you going to stop selling me short?  I get rather frustrated dealing with you because you're so quick to forget all the times I've beaten you into the cement, yet you're able to recall and even twist stories of my past to make me out to be nothing but a near seven foot man with a fetish for leather vests and Harley's.  But let me assure you, that I am so much more than what your despise for me allows you to believe.  I am someone who has bested you in every way imaginable.  Don't believe me?  Well answer this question for me: What Extremist was the talk of the night at Pain for Pride after defeating Zack Crash and Dark Demon earlier this year?  I'll give you a hint, he's the same man who inspired the Free Per View Dia Del Diablo and who was the talk of the night at The Grand Rampage by not only winning the whole thing, but by once again shattering the record held for the most eliminations.  That's right, me!  My superiority isn't measured in just singles wins, its all those times I beat you into accomplishing something.  I headlined Pain for Pride before you, won a World Title before you, became a Grand Slam Champion before you, won Tournaments that you've never come close to winning a day in your life, and even beaten some of your biggest rivals before you did.  And that's what really grinds your gears isn't it?  That I was able to accomplish all of that in record time before YOU did.  To think, I thought I was the envious one between the two of us, but you're just as envious of me as I am of you--MORE EVEN!  It's truly sad because you have everything you could ever want strapped across your chest and you're STILL jealous of me.  Just wow!  Oh and that ain't even the best part, what makes it even sweeter for me, is none of it can be erased.  It's etched in stone for your disliking forever!  You could beat me in a hundred matches straight and end my career, but you could NEVER take those accomplishments away from me.  What, you think you're above it all because you managed to luck out and get yourself a Title after coming off of one of the worst years of your career?  Yeah I'll give it to you, that's all impressive and everything..especially if it's in a Children's Book, but this is reality.  And in reality our accolades speak for themselves; and the reality of this situation is I've had bowel movements that lasted longer than your Championship Reigns.  Even with your issues in keeping Titles, should me being the longest reigning Answer's Champion matter to you?  No.  Does it?  Hell yes.  Because as much as you despise the self-assured grin on my face, you will do everything imaginable to see to it that you never have to see it again.  But can you?  Can you make good on your promise to finish me, in ways that no one else has?  I doubt it.  To be completely honest with you, I don't think you're tough enough to accomplish such a feat.  All you are is well out of your mind, that's good if you're trying to scare some rookie fresh out of development, but this is me.  I've been around the block my fair share of times, and those like you come around a dime a dozen.  I can name ten right off the top of my head: 1) Siberian Wolverine 2) Dark Demon 3) Norman Hellion 4) Pyscho Brody 5) Bloodman 6) Lethal 7) Belle Du'bois Cherish 9) Sekaichii 10) and dare I say Methuselah?  You're nothing special kid, so I won't pretend as if you are.  You're just some watered down version of Colin Kaline that Y2Impact opted for because he couldn't have the genuine article.  Say what you want about me, but there's no denying that I've been this person since the very beginning of my career.  You on the other hand went from teaming with Ren Smyth and preaching about Technical Wrestling being the only kind of Wrestling; to being this Extreme loving maniac!  I love it!  It's that kind of confusion and identity crisis that creates these confused beings that walk among us, like the gays for instance. (Cue the jeers.) Now don't go saying I'm Homophobic, because I'm not, I'm just painfully honest.  And while I'm at it, allow me to humble you with some more honesty.  I am not nor have I ever been a Follower; unlike you.  I didn't get involved in this DEDEDE vs. Zack Crash bullshit because I didn't care!  You claimed to not care, but then wound up joining after he buttered your bread just a smidgen.  But that just goes to show how much of a weakling you really are.  You sat back and watched as DEDEDE violated your pole-swinging wife and family.  Then you brag about "wounding" him for me, which isn't much to brag about considering the lows he went to in order to get to you.  Had it been me I wouldn't have injured, wounded, or weakened him; I would have killed him and made sure that his last words before crossing over would have been, "I'm sorry."  Because that's how tough I am!  It took countless encounters of brutality for you to beat him once, whereas it only took me one.  Just as it only took one swift boot to the face, to put you on your back last week.  So much for being a Phenom. (Chuckles.) All bullshit to the side though, I would love nothing more than to call myself the EAW Champion, but truth is I don't need the Title.  If, well more so, WHEN I get it, it'll be all for show.  Just another reason for me to rub in your face that I had once again bested you at something.  Other than that, what can I get from beating you again?  Nothing!  I'm already the talk of the town here on Voltage; people are now on their toes because The Big Devil has made it clear that he's out sniffing around for the next weak link holding a Title they don't deserve, and he will eventually get it.  So if you think about it, it's actually you who could benefit from this match with me.  I mean what have you done besides beat a has-been, two rookies, and two other men I've beaten solo? (Wait for it...) Nothing.  I've made a lot of men famous on Show-Down, and you could be another one, all you have to do is keep me down for three lousy seconds and you could be known as the Man you claim to be.  But you will never be a better Man than me.

King of Elite Promo: The Great Debate

(This EAW.com exclusive video begins as the EAW logo flashes on the screen. The graphic moves along the picture, moving closer and closer until it pops up right at the screen as static begins to show up. The static slowly stops and fades into a black back drop. Red letters then form on the screen, spelling out the words "King of Elite Before The Bell:" right before big bold blue letters shoot up underneath it to say " 'The Iceman' Scott Oasis". We then get footage of a plane at night, hovering over Greece before it reaches its destination. The stars are out and illuminate the scene while we get an overhead shot of the cities. The bright lights of the buildings become closer and closer as the plane is heading toward the Athens International Airport. The plane lands and opens it doors, allowing the passengers to make their exit. Many EAW production crew members and staff walk down and just when it seems the flight has been emptied, out comes Scott Oasis, the hood of his jacket hiding his face, headphones plugged into his ears blaring music and his luggage by his side which makes a loud banging sound every time it hits the steps. Scott's booming voice begins to narrate over the video.)

Scott Oasis: Here I am, lovely Athens, Greece. The home of our next Pay-Per-View, King of Elite. A place known for its athletic competitions and tests of strengths. A place where warriors would meet in the middle of an arena and do battle, a tradition that is still alive to this day, thousands of years later thanks to us. Not only that, but it is a place born from many great dynasty's, from the Ottoman Empire to the Roman Empire. And now, Greece will be known for yet another. An empire built brick by brick by the hands of one man. My hands. The foundation has already been laid out, this is just where I finish the job.

(Scott Oasis drives off to a hotel and heads into the check in at two in the morning. He quickly is given the key and directed to his room. Not wanting to waste any time, he rushes to the elevator and hops in, pressing level three on the controls. He gets on his level and unlocks the door, jumping straight into bed. Scott manages to pick up four hours of sleep before being woken up by his alarm. He gets up, puts on a hoodie and a pair of shorts and jogs around the block, opting not to use his company appointed rental car to get where he needs to be. He stops at a gym titled "Fight Club Central Gym", an elite kickboxing center and one of the go to areas for combat sports.)

Scott Oasis: I am a man who has been built for success.

(Scott gets to work on the equipment, lifting as many weights as he can before going for the Pec Fly and the Bicep Curl. A trainers beckons to him in the ring as the two have a brief sparring match. The trainer seems to be on the defense, picking his spots on when to strike while Scott has no problem letting the fists fly as rapidly as he can.)

Scott Oasis: Just look at me and what I do and try to tell me otherwise. I never get sloppy, I never get lazy and I never get distracted. Nothing takes my eyes off of the prize until it's been firmly placed in my grasp.

(The trainers manages to get a few good shots on Scott, busting up his nose a bit but it's immediately brushed off as Scott Oasis keeps going with the jabs. The trainer does a good job at defending but eventually Scott's relentless style manages to break through and helps him land a killer right hook to finish up the match.)

Scott Oasis: Nobody has the drive that I have when it comes to wrestling, especially when it is in big time matches. As much as my opponent would like to disagree, I take my work incredibly seriously. While everyone is so busy trying to get as many interviews in the can as possible like their match is some kind of political campaign, I make sure I am in the best shape possible. I hit the gyms, I watch the tapes, I even just sit in the back at times and pick the brains of people who came before me, you just never know what kind of words of wisdom they have to share.

(The trainer hands Scott Oasis a bottle of water and the two begin to strike up conversation, going over the positives and negatives of both of their strategies in the bout.)

Scott Oasis: This is the strategy that will get me somewhere, not sitting on my ass in front of a camera all day .

(The footage rolls on Zach Genesis who is facing Brian Daniels in their match from three weeks ago with the stipulation being that if Zach won, he gained the number one contendership to Scott's Interwire Championship. The clip is toward the end as Zach is trapped in The Fourth Seal with nowhere to go. Matt Ryder is screaming his heart out on commentary.)

ZACH IS DRAGGING HIMSELF ACROSS THE RING -- I SEE WHAT HE'S DOING NOW, HE GRABS THE KENDO STICK, HIS LAST HOPE! HE PICKS UP THE KENDO STICK AND SLAMS IT INTO BRIAN! NO!!! BRIAN CATCHES IT AND PRESSES IT AGAINST THE FACE OF ZACH GENESIS, WHAT A BRUTAL VARIATION OF THE FOURTH SEAL!!!! ZACH HAS NO WHERE TO GO AT THIS POINT!!!!! HE LOOKS LIKE HE'S ABOUT TO TAP!!!! HE RAISES HIS HAND, ALL HE HAS TO DO IS SLAM IT DOWN AND THIS IS OVER! HOLD ON , LOOK! HE ROLLED ONTO HIS BACK, BRIAN IS CAUGHT IN A PINNING POSITION ONCE AGAIN!!!!!

ONEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Scott Oasis: Ever since Zach Genesis won that number one contendership, I have done nothing but lower myself. He doesn't like talking about facts and statistics, instead he just wants to turn this into a meaningless war of words that will do nothing but anger me and waste my time. I thought at first I could maybe knock some sense into him or even humble him but now I see Zach Genesis can not be helped, he is in own little world where everything he says or does is right and if you dare try and change his perspective on things you are just trying to play bad guy and can go fuck yourself. After analyzing everything he said I can conclude that while he may be a good wrestler, mentally he has the thoughts of a child.

"Woah…gotta get my brain in check gotta keep myself calm…calm…happy thoughts…happy, happy thoughts…baseball…baseball…baseball! RIGHT BACK ON FUCKING TRACK!"

Scott Oasis: All I can do is simply watch in utter amazement at just how unhinged and off the wall he seems to be. It's as if his talking is his bread and butter and the wrestling is just nothing but a side piece. Zach is so focused on upholding this image, he willingly spent 1/3 of his interview trying to differentiate loving and respecting wrestling. How petty are you? Really now, if someone is willing to permanently disfigure themselves and mutilate their bodies for a sport, all while saying they love said sport, they must have a hell of a lot of respect for it. In fact, that's the main reason behind my chase for the Interwire championship. I wanted to maintain a standard in this business that I feel has been lowered in recent years. This is the last stop before me main event status and I am almost like a gatekeeper. With this belt and support by our general manager, I can truly change not just Showdown or EAW but wrestling itself. But you? It's just going to be another bullet point in your constant slander of your opponents. Speaking of slander, how about you do me a favor and splice in some of his failed attempts?

(We get a highlight real of Zach's 3rd video, spliced in with Scott giving his comments.)

"A win is a win at the end of the day, but all that proves is you are nothing more than a living contradiction.'

'Umm…how…is that a contradiction? I said a win is a win at the end of the day didn't I? And you want to know why it isn't a contradiction? BECAUSE AS LONG AS YOU GOT HONOUR AND RESPECT A WIN IS A FUCKING WIN AT THE END OF THE DAY SCOTT. Because last time I looked at my little online dictionary here, the definition of the word "contradiction" does not mean "stating nothing but the utmost truth." AND WOAH HANG ON HANG ON! You beat people up! You low blow 'em, eye rake 'em do all that shit but for people like you? People with your state of mind? Isn't that what you do to get a win, no matter how you do it…SO DOESN'T THAT MEAN THAT CONTRADICTION APPLIES TO YOU!? Boy can't even get his facts straight…well! Glad I cleared up that DIDN'T I!?'"

Scott Oasis: *chuckles* I like how you try and distort the facts by cutting off my reasoning or my statement prior. It's a contradiction because you think I'm some kind of bad guy for raking eyes and hitting low blows and winning off them while you have no probably winning off of someone's interference. To top that off you brought a Singapore cane to bash Brian's brains in just a mere two weeks ago and if that was no problem since it was no DQ, shouldn't any of those actions I've done be fine too since the company had been Extreme for a good 7 years at the time? Now can you see how that's a contradiction? Makes sense now that you can't just cherry pick certain lines. Oh, but it gets better.

"You don't HONOR this business and the people in it, and unless you do things the honourable way and wrestle without doing all this shit, because let me be frank here, you know deep down THERE IS NO OTHER WAY YOU CAN BEAT ANY ONE UNLESS YOU LIE AND YOU CHEAT."

Scott Oasis: Actually, I have beaten you before in singles competition and it was in fact a clean win with no weapons or cheating at all needed. Forgot that fact or do you just have selective memory? I laid you out within 6 minutes and have outlasted you in a battle royal to boot so that whole argument has just gone out the window. Next?

"I only respect people if they deserve it. "Don't you ever question my lov-" oh wait sorry already been through that before. All that shit you've claimed you've done!? The 25 mile drives!? Setting up rings!? Yeah kid. Try doing all of that whilst you're flat broke in the middle of Texas, when you know that at some points you'll be paid $50 for a six hour road trip, you set up the ring, you wrestle a 40 minute match, then you know deep down that that money is going to disappear in a matter of hours, and you have to do it all over again. ONCE YOU GO THROUGH EIGHT STRAIGHT YEARS OF THAT, THEN YOU CAN TALK!"

Scott Oasis: So you deserve respect for pretty much doing the same thing I have been doing...but in Texas? It really just seems like you want to take away from everything I've done in order to help paint that picture of a hard working wrestler, just like I had claimed earlier. I think this also goes with your claim f flaunting off what you've done in order to belittle people to seeing as this is brought up solely in an attempt to outdo me and make you look like the superior.

(The camera blacks out before going back to Scott's rigorous workout regime as soon every machine in the gym has been used.)

Scott Oasis: I am absolutely done worrying about this kid who can barely keep up a consistent argument. I know how good I am, I no longer need to validate it to people. From now until King of Elite all I'm worrying about is being prepared for our match. I have gotten this far already. I will not be separated from this championship so early after I've just won it, especially from a punk like him and you can bet on that.

(Scott Oasis leaves the gym while the one in the studio walks out of the room as the video draws to a close.)

Norman, you have never once lied to me.

But you continuously lie to yourself.

I have come to the realization that no matter what I say or do, you will never learn. Even though I have told you countless times what I am and what I represent as the ace of EAW and the ace heavyweight champion of the world... you don't learn. But I'll explain this to you one last time, Norman. I'll let you know what ACE is. ACE is a process which took four years – twice as long as you have been in this company. After countless years of being held back by management and being creatively imprisoned by the empire formerly known as Extreme Answers Wrestling... I decided to take a stand. I knew that the only way that I was going to be happy with myself and evolve was by taking matters into my own hands. And so I did. Me being the cunning man that I am, I manipulated EAW and got myself everything that I could ever have wanted. One of these gifts for paying my dues all these years was the ace championship, but this was not just given to me, Norman. That's the misconception that you and everyone seems to have. The ace championship is what I EARNED. I proved time and time again that I belong at a level that the likes of Jaywalker, Mr. DEDEDE, and Y2Impact are in. Don't believe me? Never once was I pinned by Y2Impact. I saved Mr. DEDEDE alongside my teammates in the most brutal match that this company has ever seen – the war games. Oh, and let's never forget this...

Jaywalker needed fellow HALL OF FAMERS in order to keep me away from winning the Hall of Fame championship.

He needed so-called "legends" to keep me away from the hall of fame.
That is what me makes the ace of EAW. I am the best, and even though I proved it, I didn't have the opportunities that others had. So what did I do? I made my own path. I didn't have a torch passed down to me; I made my own and I will carry it to King of Elite. The movement of "elite" has begun, Norman, and I am the face of this movement. When I defeat you for the Answers World Championship, may there be no doubt in anyone's mind that I am anything short of greatness. You can list off your goals to me and that's great. Believe me... I do care. I scout every man that I view as competition, and you are at the top of list. I will study each and every one of your moves... but even I know that I can't possibly prepare for a match of this status. But the same goes for you. You can't deal with Alex Anderson. In 2014, I had very few matches, and while you were fighting on a week-to-week basis, I was developing skills you couldn't even imagine. Once the bell rings and it's go-time, you will see exactly what I mean. You will see an Alex Anderson that no man has ever seen. You will see an Alex Anderson that is hungry, that has fire in his eyes, and has no remorse.

And by the end of the night... you will see me proudly wear your championship around my waist.

I am no idiot, Norman. I know statistically, the odds are stacked against me. Very few world champions lose their championship in their first title defense, and while I will make history on Saturday night... it will not be by being another man who let the champion win his first defense. I will be the one man that defeats the champion in his first defense. I will be the man who finds a way out, and I know it is going to be tough. Never have I doubted you as a fighter, Norman. But I know you doubt yourself. I have found a gaping hole in Norman Hellion and I am going to expose you come Saturday night. I'm doing you a favour by giving you a glimpse of the true Alex Anderson. I could be silent right now, but what fun would that be?

I mean, at the end of the day... this business is fun. I spent years of being stressed out, and now I truly enjoy everything. I am getting everything what I want. I have been on the roll of my life, and I know in the snap of a finger, everything can be taken away from me. That's why I must win everything I can in the shortest amount of time. I want to get everything that I deserve. Your championship is the only thing left on my list. I have never main evented a pay-per-view. I have never had a singles world championship match. And now I get this opportunity. I walk in at King of Elite with the same goal that millions of people watching at home have, but the difference between me and them is that I am going to accomplish it. You say that you want to have multiple world title reigns, and that right there is your biggest flaw. Claiming that you want multiple reigns means you know that you are going to lose that championship. You lack conviction, Norman. But it's good... you at least cope with reality, and reality is going to strike you hard come King of Elite.

I know that I have convinced you of my credibility by now, but if there still remains a doubt in your mind... then I guess you'll learn when I snatch the crown on Saturday night.

The season of Anderson has begun.

Let me tell you why I don't like Hades. See it isn't because of his bitchy attitude, because at the end of the day for someone so tall, he acts like such a bitch to me of course. And it isn't because of his attempts at being a hellraiser or badass with his stupid tattoos and stupid pretend deep voice and fucking motorcycles he rides down the ring. It's because he always needed a stable, whether it was Generation Next or the House of Renegades, he always needed a backstreet boy club to help him even get close to touching me, first of all Hades you owe Zack Crash a big kiss on the ass. Maybe even a rim-job for saving you another month with the Answers World Champion, because we both know that I was going to take it from you, I mean it was clear as day, I was unbeatable, I couldn't be beat, and the one time I did get beat it was because Xavier Williams took advantage of that, and since then I've been kicking people's asses, I even call myself the EAW Champion now. And maybe my ego has risen a little bit, so what, I'm man enough to admit to my ego, I have a huge fucking ego okay? So what? The fact is it isn't ego if you have the proof to back it up and when I look at it I see Diamond Cage with the EAW Championship and Hades the Hellraiser with nothing, you HAD something, but I AM something, I am the champion of this company, and really at King of “Elite” you are going to have to be more than Elite, more than a Hellraiser, more than anything you've ever been, more than even a follower of those two groups you were in, hell you even need to be more than the longest reigning Answers World Champion. Because me right now, I am more than that, I am more than that and then some, I'm practically a phenom! Envy, envy is what drove me so if anyone knows how strong and powerful envy is, it's me. I had this burning whole in my stomach when I saw you face Crash and Demon, because it made me realize that it should have been me, but it was you? Why? Because you were afraid to try your luck against Mikado Sekaiichi? I don't know, and I don't care the fact is I should have been in that main event only because Zack Crash fucked me over and Demon needed a woman to retain his title. You envy my connection with these fans only because I am like these people except I refuse to fall for your bullshit and be intimidated by you. 

See a lot has been running through my mind, questions about Diamond Cage as the EAW Champion. And you know what, I don't blame them for asking questions, I expect the questions, I am not a paper champion. I am not just a belt holder, I'm a defending warrior, fighting to keep what he fought so hard for, and I won't lose it to some jackass who doesn't realize the kind of hot boiling water he is in. See this has been personal every since you came to Voltage thinking you ran the place, thinking you deserved an EAW Championship match, I mean as far as my knowledge is, Senn deserves a rematch before you but he's on Dynasty now so I digress, but YOU!?! YOU? You didn't lose the EAW title, you lost the Answers title. You needed a rematch with Norman Hellion, you come to Voltage, my show, my house because I run the place, and you just think you deserve an EAW Title match? What makes you so special? See one thing that I can't stand is someone like you who thinks they are either entitled to respect, women, or money. But in this case it's my world championship and really you have to earn those things, and maybe they think that because you did such a good job poorly being the champion on Showdown, that you can give me a run for my money. But I took on 5 of Voltage's best, I entered the chamber beaten badly, not 100% and I came out the champion, that makes me better than you. That makes me the best right now standing here today as every second passes Hades. See I respect you, I respect you a lot more than the guys in the back who walk out here and consider themselves “Elite” because you and I both know that this Elite shit is bullshit, all Zack Crash did was enforce normal wrestling on EAW. And I don't respect it, I don't respect him because he's a coward and hides behind his power like a scared stray dog striving for that bone in that dumpster. See Hades, this is why I think you are feminine in a way, “You don't look better than me” WELL EXCUSE ME FOR NOT KNOWING, THIS WAS A FUCKING FASHION SHOW, I COME HERE TO COMPETE, TO WRESTLE, TO FIGHT, TO BE THE MAN AND THAT IS WHAT I DO, NOT TO SHARE LOOKS WITH SOME SUPPOSED “HELLRAISER” and tougher? Hades you saw DDD take my family, you saw the brutal encounters I had with that man, I basically softened his ass up for you when you faced him last year, you should know that I am if not the most toughest son of a bitch in that whole locker room, and I am the most dangerous man in the world. You disrespected me a little bit man, you kinda placed a chip on my shoulder, a barrier in my way that I will destroy EASILY! You want to know what these people see in me? They see that I don't care about looks, I don't care about my well being, I care about the fight, I care about keeping my championship and keeping it away from crooks like you who only care about if someone looks “cuter” than them. YOU ARE CORRECT WHEN YOU SAY THIS IS THE END! Because we need a definite end, we've never liked each other, and for the EAW Championship, my championship, I'll put you out of your misery, I'll send the final bullet through the career of Hades the hellraiser, the first bullet was losing your title the 2^nd was encountering me and becoming number one contender, the third is actually feeling the wrath of the EAW Champion.

**Maddie is seen at Disney World she brought down some of her fans to show her appreciating**

Hi guys remember me! (Maddie laughs) Yeah it's been a while since we have last spoke, I just have been recovering from a brutal chair shot to the head thanks to my best friend Cherish, now before you ask, no I am not mad at Cherish nor will I stop being her best friend, I have come to terms on who Cherish is, she is really a very nice girl, except sometimes she gets mad and loses her temper and lashes out at people, and that's ok because I have learned to accept who she is, as she has accepted who I am, that is what friends do! I haven't wrestled in a couple weeks and that is because EAW management has felt it was best if I took a couple weeks off to recover from the chair shot incident! Anyway, here I am back in America for the past couple weeks, and I am here at Disney World where I took a couple of my fans on a trip to Disney to meet Micky Mouse! I'm sorry I couldn't take everyone, so that's why I made it fair and did via a contest! Anyway I am just enjoying my time here at Disney before its back to work where I will be flying out to Greece for the show King of Elite! It should be a heck of an event, it's going to be in Athens! I wonder if they have Greece at Epcot! I should go check that out! But oh my god yeah, I just wanted to tell you guys not to worry, I am 100% alright now! And i'm just ready for my Vixens Championship match which hopefully happens soon, because I am pumped for that match, and I am super excited to hopefully add my name to likes of Cameron Ella Ava and other Vixen greats! Anyway sorry to keep this short and sweet guys, but not much has been going on other than the chair shot incident. I am debating weather to go to Animal Kingdom and play with some animals! Or go to Epcot and eat some spaghetti! But yeah oh my god, I love you guys, and thank you for all your support and get well wishes I really do appreciate them, and be sure to watch King of Elite its going to be a great show! Love you guys!

**Maddie hugs the camera**   

Lannister is entering the final days of his preparations of war, but how his tolerance has withstood the wasted breath of these battle cries. Lannister's decree is far too important to be caught at in impasse of deceptive words. No doubt Devan Dubian has finally joined Jacob Senn in the ranks, as those that try to raise their banner. But Lord Devan's fault in all of this, is he signed up for a shortened war. He obviously didn't come prepared - forgetting his winter boots, as the attrition of this state has already grabbed him by the numbers. You should have known what you were up against, Dubian, for this is a life long declaration of war - one that far exceeds what you had imagined. Lannister can't help but think he is the cause, the tear that takes the breath out from your very lungs. Soon enough you will have embraced your indifference, as Lannister washes the blood off his very hands. You would sooner dig deeper into your troubled past, than take a stab at the very men before you. You may have been affiliated with Lannister in the past, as a sworn enemy. But nothing amounts to this - and Lannister fears you would rather tell war stories than take part in one. Conviction was your shelter once - but now your hope for solitude has run into a dead end. Your time will not outlive your debt to pay - and seeking out Lannister as a pathway to redemption will not fit the bill.

Lannister is not your gateway - just who do you think Lannister is? Just by judging your verbal mannerisms - Lannister can get a sense that you are seeing him as this paragon of justice. Lannister appreciates your support Lord Duban - but now is not the time to be getting attached to hip. Lannister saved you from those fiends known as Elite - but it is getting time for everyone to move on. You have no need to continue thanking Lannister - for he understands the demons you were going through. But there comes a point where ENOUGH is ENOUGH, lad - Lannister will not serve as your artificial light. Lannister is not to play a fool for your mind games, directed or indirectly so, of trying to get into this means of mutual respect. Lannister still has yet to shelter a reason to respect you in the truth of it, Devan. Your divine vision is one that doesn't meet the eye. The compliments are well welcomed, but not when you are an abomination to what Lannister considers his. You're selling for a fix that will just become a vacant note. You raise that banner in the name of change - yet you continue to sit idly by. Lannister is aware of how long you've come, what you have endured, but that won't break your model. Lannister knows the trick of it - you trying to use remedy as a weapon. Perhaps a man that likes listening to stories and fables would gladly sit through your execution, like our common opponent - but you have failed to shed the light on Lannister. Now Devan, if you really want to get down to the bare-bones of perception, and what people try to label you as - you're just simply going to have to do more. For some reason you have comprised, a battle within your head, Lannister is sure. Your mind is half divided, between caring what is right and trying to move on. Lannister sees it, oh he sees it. You are worried about what the third party thinks - good, it lets Lannister know his words have shamed you once and for all.

There is indeed a fire in you, Lord Dubian, but how you like to play damage control with yourself, even in the post-Elite century. No matter how compensated you become for your decision to turn on Starz Stun and Brian Danny - you are still held in a parallel universe as them. You wish to succumb unto a throne, by passage of way, or even by fabricating an illustrious, Prince-like claim. No matter - you want to get crowned? Do so - just remember that the recoil of being an usurper is an unrelenting whirlwind of shame. Perhaps in due time, you will have come to relent your ambition, your seduction and lust towards this King of Elite crown. But when you do - you will know it has come to the fault of your own fall. You will have trampled on your family lineage, all in that of a shallow hope. Lannister wishes you would at least save your breath - because the defamation upon you and your house will be an ever so re-occurring, suffocating theme. You have compelled Lannister no doubt, to reiterate a daunting threat. You have asked for this, Lord Devan - and you shall pay the ultimate price - the Lannister price. You will be the embodiment of every man who dares tread the lion, who dares to not tread lightly. Lannister is not a godly man, but you will by all means be blood-soaked on that of a thankless crucifix. You shall serve as the sacrificial lamb, the one that the idols of humanity will come to sacrament. For this is the price for your careless error, and your lost breath. The time for weeping will be upon your house soon enough. For the sovereignty eventually gets its way - it's a matter of when. Lannister will let you live out these dreams of yours for two more days - but there is a battle to be reckoned with on the day after.

For one reason or another, the two usurpers to Lannister's crown have a common trait in being blinded by their own sacred light. Perhaps it is a tale of two men caught up in their own claim, their envy of Lannister's endless, kingly confidence, or perhaps even just mad. No matter the case, Lannister does not discriminate upon methodology. A pretender is a pretender - and they all must be dealt with the same. Perhaps Lannister has angered both Devan and Jacob, as they see that Lannister sees them no different than the common man. They mayhaps have an ounce here, an ounce there of royalty either in blood or conquest - but hardly any admirable trait that would cause Lannister to look upon in desire. For what they have, Lannister already has - in ample form. Since when should a man of Lannister's stature come to the subject of fear? Both Jacob and Devan seem appalled that Lannister has yet to showcase such a doubt. In turn, they link Lannister's confidence, Lannister's claim, to that of subjectivity and fraudulent. Let Lannister be clear - there is nothing  subjective about it. Lannister is who he is - he has maintained this all the while. While Lannister's opponents would rather have their way with words - or offer the tale of change, it is the lion that stands true. In an ever so changing world, a lion has always been the king of the jungle. Why should Lannister act to be a gazelle or a stag, when he is already what he is perfectly suited to be. Lannister will leave the winds of change to Lord Devan, and even Jacob Senn. Just don't be so quick to judge the lion - when you would be so quick to jump in his shoes.

Despite everything, no one can dictate who you are to other people.

Let Jacob Senn call me unsuitable. Let Lannister think that I am unredeemable. The whole public might even come to the conclusion that I am now a villain, someone no longer worth being hopeful for. The decisions I have made myself, not forced by anyone else in the past few months haven’t been to anyone’s beneficiary but my own. I know you mongrels tend to come to conclusions before gathering some real evidence all time so I’m going to set my record straight here, I have no intention of pleasing people who become false-hearted after some different, flamboyant ball and chain releases. You know what would amuse me over anything in the past when I for some reason used to have a fetish for you people? When adrenaline would get the best of me and I would make that gratuitous jump just so I could be second page journalism whilst the elitist who didn’t choose to be ill-advised, played it smart and came out the winner and the headline of the match. I just know realize how full of hot air you all were, demanded the world yet didn’t have the simple gratuity of picking me up when I fell down. My eyes were awoken by a monster on the matter of fact that if I wish to prosper, I cannot have any empathy. I cannot care for anyone but myself so here and now, I just refuse to give you mongrels any moment of satisfaction and let my verdicts decide my legacy, not some idiots who believe that their freedom of expression is insurmountable. When royalty is bathing in gold, I really doubt they care about what the peasants at the bottom right triangle of the pyramid are thinking of them. I won’t be a hypocrite and try to dictate who you are to a people when I am clearly to making a point here Jacob Senn but some of what you preach just seems downright blaspheme at times mate. You can try to rebuff me all you want Senn but that does not change the matter of fact that I still don’t believe you have any standards of what a real Fabled Conqueror is. What exactly have you done in the past few months that would lead you to believe that you are a conqueror mate? You are not a man who has leaded his gallant combatants into the battle and came out victorious. In fact if I recall correctly, it’s been quite the opposite actually. You have been left by those most dear and close to you, your advisers and spies are no longer existent. You are not a man who has eliminated or minimized anything. In fact if I recall correctly, it would seem that you were the one belittled in the chamber and went running right after you lost your title thus making you minimized, not the dictator. You’re the lowest point right now, one inch before you drown. And last but not least, you are certainly not a man who has gained affection and admiration from any of these mongrels; at least not after since you took up this epithet. I wouldn’t really count that last one as pessimistic but it would seem that you are not fit to be a conqueror after all. I think the only relevant fable that should be considered in this scenario is one that it is a fabrication; perhaps then your epithet would be most fitting then. I don’t seem to be your primary concern and I’ll take that as a compliment Jacob Senn but I’ve been poking around what you have been propagandizing lately and the one fact you try to keep repeating over and over is that you are a strong, tenacious who will lesser himself to the smallest ethics in order to get his point across. To me, it seems that you are contradicting yourself. A strong gallant knight does not take his sword and poke away from the fight; he runs towards his opponent and bravely takes the fall. You see this as smart; I see it as a pitiful move. However having known you for a while know, I don’t expect much more from you. The only thing I will require from you, no, the only thing I will force you to do after I become King this Saturday’s nightfall is get on your knees and acknowledge me as your King.


In the most unusual way, I think we have gained more respect for each other in the past week than in the whole time we were running around like packs of wolves trying to claw each other for months Lannister. Life tends to give us the most infrequent surprises. However it would seem that despite everything, you still wish to belittle me. You still wish to underestimate my ability after all I have exercised for you. If you do not see my run in the tournament as enough valid proof, then take a walk and see how I completely obliterated the whole chamber only to come seconds away from winning the world title much like you did. Even then if you do not believe me or come to the conclusion that I am running on some luck of the Irish then revisit our encounters from the previous months. I think you will find it evident that each and every time you guys came to face us, I was never the man who was laid out on his back by the time you guys decided to leave. I could always hold my own; in fact, I was holding the weight of three elitists who were trying to make their words weigh heavier than the sword itself. It is as putting a dwarf in a battle with three giants and expecting him to come out with the victory. Even then, I stood my ground and made my battles compelling, one that would make a King satisfied. I do not wish to bore you Lannister and as a man of theatrics, I’m sure you would much prefer to face a broken and looking for redemption kind of man than someone who is living his life safely. When I tend to play it safe, it is usually me who ends up getting burned at the end. I am not offering myself on a stake for you to light on fire this time Lannister. If you wish to defeat me then you will have to resort to all your strength and when it is proven that even that is not enough, you best make your prayers to your multiple deities in hope that you find some other alternative or your crusade running for King is over right there and then. I don’t hope to rely on my previous work to do my talking for me because my past is just an illusion to me now. Those who do not remember the past are condemned to repeat it. The only time that matters is the present for it is something that is gifted to us. Do you want me bring back some old theatric I used to use back in the day or allude to some victory that is completely irrelevant to make my point for why I wish to be King this Saturday? When you actually think about it, it sounds completely oblivious. And I wouldn’t say you are an oblivious man, would you say that you are an oblivious man?  I think it would probably be fairer to list you as a hopeless lion, someone who wants to depict himself as the King of the jungle but cannot actually prove it when put in impartial scenarios. I am a prince gifted to the present; to this company and you have played your game for far too long. This isn’t the case of chess, cards or anything. This is reality in which us three competitors will form a triangle in the middle of the ring this Saturday, make our prayers and then by the days end: you two will be contemplating on everything that went wrong as soon you as come back to consciousness. I don’t have any particular desire for once I become King; I will do and see things as I see them fit. To come into royalty with a previous propaganda and not being able to deliver is the same as being dishonest so instead of doing that, I will see to what is given to me correspondingly. Jacob Senn and Lannister are both victims to King tales, I know what is required to be a King being a Prince my whole life. The fight is upon us, bring out the crown and see to it that my name is gilded with gold on it so even these mongrels can tell the difference from who wishes to be King and who their real King of Elite is: King Devan Dubian!

Not Enough by Our Lady Peace plays in the background
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwN52AdU-n4
    
         over the instrumental in the start Ace's voice over is heard

                      Ace:
             When you are born with a high IQ, you have no choices; you don't get to decide
             who or what you can be outside the academic world, I've lost peers, I've lost
             connection with my family choosing this lifestyle as a pro wrestler.
             I have made better peers, I have a family within this business
             I've been embarking on this journey since 1990 and 25 years later i'm 41
              years not young, not old but at the peak of my athleticism and skill.
             I'm a veteran, I may not be the most widely world known but I never
             did this for fame, I just aspire to be the best at my craft.
            Now they know i'm ready, I know I'm ready. I can ace this.


There's nothing you say
nothing you can do
nothing in between 
you know the truth

we see him argueing with parents, struggling to explain to teachers and professors at 15.
We see him getting calls from EAW and answering very charismatic and happy then 2 seconds later hanging up, dissapointed

we see in white letters: October 2014

nothing left to face
nothing left to prove
nothing takes your place

we see him at a try out, out performing all the other trainees in a military like exercising part, bumping and basics all flawless and finally surviving a battle royal creating cool spots and eliminating everyone
without evasive and innovative non-offense actions then finally he and a 6ft6 adonis to his 6ft3 charming-nerd look and he fakes him out going for a butterfly kick which his opponent ducks and sidesteps but he knocks him from the middle of the ring to all the way over the ropes and out of the ring
with a tornado kick!

When they say you are not that strong . . . 

We see him getting pushed down to the ground from age 6 to 16 in his childhood by bullies

you're not that weak . . .
we see him next hitting manauvers like powerbomb-backbreaker and suplex backbreaker, northern lights suplexes on opponents.

it's not your fault . . .

him looking at his wrestling license and a comically high neat pile of acceptance letters from colleges

and when you climb up to your hill
up to your place

we see him standing in front of the corporate office and bravely taking a deep breathe E A W


I hope you're well

 There's nothing I won't do
 nothing like the pain 
i feel for you
nothing left to hide
nothing left to fear I am always here

we see him through the years in both childhood making the save for a rag tag bunch of misfits
or sliding into the ring to defend a cruiserweight from a bunch of bad guy heels



When they say you are not that strong . . .  
we see him getting ganged up on by the heels

you're not that weak
we see him fighting back, by some dodges and theatrics, causing the heels to comically bump into each other

it's not your fault 
we see him getting thrown into the corner then watching as the little cruiserweight is thrown into and through a table

and when you climb up to your hill, up to your place, i hope you will

we see his parents and former teachers getting a copy of his contract in the mail.

I too would like to think that I've come to the same conclusion, one that I've just had to come to terms with --- that even after this Saturday, even after you and I have beaten each other within an inch of our lives and even after we'd be remember for it, we aren't going to be. It's like after all of the time we have put into this business, after all of the blood, sweat and tears you and I have poured into it and everything else... after all of the hardships you and I have been through, centuries from now we aren't going to be remembered and that's how it's going to be. There are those who are wondering why, just why are we even in this anymore, why we bother with anything in this business but that's because we love it. We love this business for everything that it is. That's exactly why you can't and won't stay away from it, that's exactly why I can't and won't leave it behind and that's exactly why you and I are where we're at today. You're at your Zenith, you're at your VERY best, there's no one that can or will stop you in your mind but in the back of it, you're well aware that if there's anyone that can and will? It's me. That's the thought that has creep into your mind and you've even admitted that you know that I'll be where you're at, you know that I'll be the one who's next and you know that I'll also be at my Zenith but to you, this Saturday is just an opportunity for me and not my night. What I'd like to know is, what's my opportunity? To be graced with your God-like presence? To be honored just to be in the ring with you? What is it, DEDEDE? Is it my opportunity to be the next challenger for you to beat? Or is it my opportunity to take back what you know is mine, what will be mine and what has to be mine in the World Heavyweight Championship? I think it's that. I think it's my opportunity to do just that because it's the one opportunity that I have. If I don't beat you this Saturday, I'm never going to be at my Zenith. I'm never going to be where you are. Never. I think I'm more worried about that than I am being remembered. Because as long as I've made the ground work for everyone after me to take, as long as I've reached my fullest potential and as long as I've defeated God... I ask for nothing in return.

Though the World Heavyweight Championship is what's from the balance... you and I are fighting for so much more than sixteen pounds of gold, you and I are fighting for so much more than to be remembered and you and I are fighting for so much more than any of them could even fathom. You seriously think I'd listen to all of them? To those who have constantly mocked me and tried to make a fool out of me? To those who have even tried to do the same to you? Those who have not one Goddamn ounce of respect for either of us? Those who feel as though they're better than us in every single way? Those who are rotten to the bone and unknowing to the powers that be between you and I? No, I'm not listening to them. Why would I? They're just talking out of their asses and worst comes to worst, eventually they're going to choke on it. See, this is between you and I, this doesn't involve any of them. I couldn't care less what they have to say about me, what they have to say about you or anything else they've been saying. I couldn't because this has never been about them. This story? Our story? The one that's been told for damn near eight years? Is the story that's going to be told at King of Elite and for many years later. We may not be remembered, our story may no longer be told centuries from now but that's because this world may not exist anymore. You want to know why? Because you're a God and I'm of my own. It's like you said, those who transcend even that... the Christs' and the Buddha's, they'll disappear just as humanity itself disappears. You and I will disappear too. That's how it should be, that's how it's supposed to be and that's how it's going to be because all the while you've been talking about destiny and how those around you decide it for you, your destiny is the same as my destiny --- to give our ALL for THIS, all of THIS here in EAW and the very title you're holding... and then? Then we fade out. We have the end we had been waiting for, the end we had been looking forward to and the end that comes this Saturday.

You aren't lying, Mikado Sekaiichi was someone who was so selfish and so senseless, for him to think that this world was his and for him to sit upon his throne and for him to be a king. I'm willing to admit like you that he was a great king, the best even as he's the only one to win the crown twice but he was nothing like you were. I think that was the thought he had in his mind, even though he had challenged you at Pain for Pride a year in advance. I think he knew he wasn't a God and that's why he told Damien Murrow that he wasn't one. I also think that was the real reason as to why he was looking over his shoulder, under his bed at night and sleeping with one eye open because he knew... he knew that you were coming for his crown AND  his kingdom. That was why he was so paranoid because even he couldn't comprehend where you were but that's? That's the mistake he made then. That's his undoing. Mikado Sekaiichi had set himself up to fall and you were the one to bring him down from the pedestal in which he and his followers had placed him on. That was you, DEDEDE. Now though? Now I'm the one who's going to bring you down from the pedestal that you've built and that you've placed yourself on. I'm not going to take everything you've worked so hard for away from you. I'm not saying that I'm going to kill you like you killed Mikado Sekaiichi. I'm not telling you that I'm going to beat you because I've gotten better, you know I have, so I'm telling you right now that I'm going to beat you this Saturday because I've helped build this with you, I've worked my ASS off, my KNUCKLES TO THE BONE... to be where I am now and where I am now is far greater than ever before. You used to say how those who know greatness, become it. Well, DEDEDE, I know just how great you are and I've acknowledged the fact that I'd never be you but the best thing about me? IS THAT I'M NOT YOU. I'M GOING TO BECOME GREAT AND BECOME SOMETHING NO ONE WOULD HAVE THOUGHT I WOULD ALL THOSE YEARS AGO! WHEN I WAS "MAINSTREAM" OR WHEN I WAS A TEAM ALONG WITH "GOODLUCK" CHARLIE AS SYNERGY! HELL EVEN WHEN I BEAT YOU AT SHOCK VALUE, NONE OF THEM THOUGHT I COULD DO IT BUT I DID! I DID AND I'M GOING TO DO IT AGAIN IF I HAVE TO BECAUSE I LOVE THIS BUSINESS! I have an undying love for it, much like you, so cut the BS will you. You're right, here in EAW, there can only be one you but also there can only be one me. You'll still be what you are but I AM going to surpass you. I AM going to take back the World Heavyweight Championship. I AM going to become greatness. I'm just... I'm just so sure of it.

That's what you're telling me? That I've taken this away out of context? That I've gotten my hopes up? Ha, you honestly think that I have but you know what, this IS do or die for me. This IS the one opportunity I have, my last chance as even you have said. This IS all I have left. So this is do or die, maybe not for you but it is for me. No turning back, I'm not looking back, just forward. As you have, that was what you had to do, wasn't it? You know as well as I do, that's what you have to do in order to get anywhere in this business. One thing you said, one thing that's crossed my mind over and over again... is that you said that I'm going to be laying on the mat and you're going to be walking up the ramp with the World Heavyweight Championship in the palm of your hands. That was what you said and you know, I was wondering if that's what's going to happen this Saturday and those questions I had asked myself, they were coming back. I was questioning myself again, almost self-doubting myself and any chance I may have but then I started to realize that I have more of a chance than I had at Road to Redemption, more of a chance than our opponents had in the Extreme Elimination Chamber and more of a chance than Mikado Sekaiichi had of retaining it and keeping his kingdom. The realization that... you're suffering more now than you ever have. You're suffering, DEDEDE. You're suffering more than you had in any match you've competed in, in every stipulation you've had to deal with, in every action that had an equal or greater reaction. See, there's always room for improvement... there's always room to grow and get better but once someone feels as if they're at their peak or at they're Zenith as you've been saying, so when they get too comfortable with where they're at? That's when they suffer the most. That's where you're at right now in your career. I may not beat you at King of Elite but I'm not going to sit here and blame anyone or anything but me for it. I know I'm good enough to beat you, beat you in the middle of the ring but the result WILL... speak for itself.

I've been telling myself that no one can reform themselves without suffering and hard work. That's just it, through everything I've ever been through and everything you've put me through, I've reformed myself. Not as someone who's ten times better, more agile and more skilled in the ring than I was a year ago or as someone who's on a different plane as you but as someone who's reformed himself with every Goddamn thing that's turned him into what he is now, what you see before you and what you're going to be witness of in just a few short days.

DEDEDE... look at my face, look at how serious I am, look into my eyes... and tell me I'm just a man. I want you to dig deep and think about it. For the past few weeks, you've been saying that's God and that you're going to show me something unlike anything else at King of Elite. You've been saying all of these things but what I want to know is, why. Why is that you couldn't have just destroyed me at Road to Redemption? You say how could do it, so why didn't you? No, I think I know why and you want to know what I think? It's because after everything you've done to me --- mentoring me, bringing me into EAW, backstabbing me, making my life a living hell to be in, putting me through so much and ending my career almost... after all of that? After all of that, I'm still standing here. I'm feeling better than ever and I'm determined to beat you this Saturday. Thing is, DEDEDE? I'm the one who's in the fourth quarter, in overtime, with the football on the thirty and it's fourth down. I'll take that football, run with it and score a touchdown. I'm the one who's in the fourth quarter, being double-teamed, with the basketball and the clock ticking. I'll sidestep them, shoot the ball and hit the buzzer-beater. I'm the one who's in the bottom of the ninth, two outs and two strikes, up-to-bat with the bases empty and a tie-ball game. I'll take that fastball, screwball, curveball or whatever else and knock it out of the park. You want to pressure me? You think you have me backed up into a corner? You feel as though you have this match won? I have so much room, DEDEDE. Whether you like it or not, I'm the one who's going to surpass you and in the ring, you're going to find out just how "soft" I am. That's the unknown that you're going to have to be prepared for this Saturday. You want to play mind games? You want to get re-enter that dark room? You want it so badly? That's fine by me. I've been there before and I'm not afraid to go back. God or no God, whatever you think you are and whatever pre-determined fate you think awaits you this Saturday, I'm going to promise you one thing. You aren't going to be walking up the ramp with the World Heavyweight Championship... not as long as I'm alive and breathing. That's all there is to it.

Lannister knew it all along - but how Jacob Senn has driven the point ever so home. Perception is indeed devious, ladies and gentlemen, and Lord Senn is that the forefront of that idea. Lannister will let this masquerade of a man devour what he thinks is right, because compassion is not a weakness that Lannister would dare to share. But before you tell yourself this will prove to be just a different scene, remember it's just different from what you have seen, Jacob. These suggestions will not make Lannister forget your past impressions. The longest hours this pretender Jacob Senn has had, have come this week, questioning if he himself, were right. But it seems as if your argument has gone off the rails. No longer are you in control of your words, because if you were - you would not be playing catch-up to this here game of thrones. Lannister has the right of mind - keeping his eye on the prize. But it seems as if Jacob Senn would rather ramble on about monsters and boundaries. Lannister cannot possibly consider a reply - for the quality of his words would have taken a step back. So instead, Lannister will just neglect Jacob Senn's rhetoric that was without sense. That is not perhaps the mind of a sportsman, but it is the mindedness of a true contender. For Lannister has not changed one side of his story - for the sake of a good tune. He has not been taken aback by what has been slandered his way. Perhaps this is just a part of the aura that surrounds the man that is known to the world as Lannister - or perhaps this is just the key of the gold standard that Lannister was given. Lannister is far from a godly man though - so he will not supplant his own self credit with that of an almighty power. Lannister shall stay consistent with his words, and leave the fables up to the Lord Paramount of Dynasty. While Lannister's see this aura of confidence as that of a myth, or even a weakness - Lannister would like to dispute that claim.

Because it is not even confidence - it is the land of the law. Lannister does not give way to propaganda - for none of Lannister's claims are of self-doing. While Jacob Senn likes to cling to the idea that he is a Conqueror - he is the only one who believes that he is one. Call Lannister a Mercenary all you like - but Lannister has never seen himself as a hitman. It was a reputation he was given... not coined. There in lies our differences, Jacob Senn. You have set up this life for you to rest in - where Lannister is bound to his by blood and conquest of those before him. Lannister is not the "The Angel of Debt" because he calls himself to be one - but that is a nickname he was given by others in the inner-circles. Now tell me, Jacob Senn - WHO ARE YOU? Who are you in the thick of it all? Don't give Lannister the predictable, fabricated answer that you are some Conqueror - because you are not. You couldn't even conquer Voltage when given ample opportunity. You let Dark Demon, Scott Diamond and even Javier Williams belittle you and your stature. Not in the matter of physical combat - but in the eyes of many, including this one standing before you now. You were always an after-thought, the cream - but not the meal. It's one thing to be overshadowed, but it is another to be second rate when it comes to the battlefield. Lannister by no means condones men like Brian Danny and Devan Dubian - but Lannister is in the right of it that you failed to conquer them as well. By no means is Lannister judging you - especially when Lannister was able to gather in the gold from your assisted fortunes. But do understand, when you try to label yourself as something you are not - and in turn try to claim Lannister as nothing more than a sidekick, Lannister has to point out what you failed to do. Lannister would much rather kill this fire with gasoline, matching your flame with burning truth.

You are a man that likes to take credit for Lannister's exposure. A last-minute attempt to save face, no doubt - but an attempt that has gone astray. While you would like to take credit for Lannister's first opportunity here in the land of Answers, Lannister is afraid that you fall up short there as well. Dark Demon was Lannister's first opportunity - not you, Jacob Senn. Dark Demon asked Lannister, and met his price - to distract and toy with one Javier Williams - and that he did, and then some. Lannister was bound to end Javier's career, the night he started his - but it seems as if Lannister's employer had one last gasp of mercy. But you didn't have that on your series of fables - did you? No, why, of course not Jacob Senn - for you never run out of chapters in this regard. You act upon this idea, that you and Lannister were sworn allies - attached to the hip, even. Heh, what a greedy fool you have become. It was not enough for you to hold the EAW Championship - but you agreed to team with Scott Diamond one night in hope of capturing the EAW Tag Team Championships that Lannister was one-half in ownership of? So much for an alliance, as you would like to suggest. The mummer's farce is ever so apparent. Your reputation will come to regret trying to cast such a misconception. The land of the law has caught your bluff - as you rush around trying to fill the void of your story. It is not the fault of Lannister, that throughout your reign on Voltage, Lannister's homeland - that you were nothing more than an inferior man in a superior position. You were beaten by the likes of Jamie O of Hara, you were battered and beaten by the likes of Scott Diamond and Zach Crash - and it will be Lannister that completes the trifecta of your own legend against you.

But Lannister does not like the term "conquer", so that is not what he will call it when that crown is perfectly placed on his head. No, Lannister will concede that one, for the integrity of what Lannister sees true. But considering our pasts, Jacob Senn - you are to know that Lannister will not bow his head to you. You do not see Lannister as your equal - and he agrees. Lannister is your monarch. Lannister is your king. You are not bound to be equal to him, in name. Lannister still considers you an usurper, an abomination of an idea that will no doubt come with suffering consequences. Your ideals are to be no match for what Lannister has in store for you on that unforgiving terrain. Your mind has been seduced by recollection for far too long. You have become a pawn to your own masquerade - and it will be Lannister that victimizes it for you. Your inspiration was true - but it will not last past the meeting of one Sebastian Lannister. This will not be a fable of yours, one that entails a righteous dislocation from the pecking order. For your kingdom is soon to fall to dust. You are preying in Lannister lands now - and there is not an acre of land that Lannister cannot cover. One would consider you and Lord Devan protected under the idea of Guest Right, but you're not gaining any past luxuries from this house. It's about time that Lannister stopped paying attention to this fable of yours, and put the book back on the shelf for good.

You won't be entertaining a reader of your many stories come King of Elite, Lord Senn, Lannister hopes you know this. Lannister will give the people of this land a story truly worth telling - and it will be one that sets a precedent for what happens when you try to conquer House Lannister. But the rains will soon weep over your halls, as a consequence. Lannister sends you his dearest regards...

Because ready or not...

Lannister comes for your head.

King of Elite Promo: A Passion For Pain

(Scott Oasis is seen at a hotel room in Athens, Greece in his usual street clothes shooting an exclusive for EAW.com. He positions his camcorder perfectly to get a good shot before walking back to his bed and sitting down to begin the video.)

God do you ever shut up!?

While I trained and waited for EAW production to release my latest interview it seems Zach Genesis has been nice enough to drop another brain cell killing, logic questioning video before its release to try and hype himself up once more. The easiest way to sum up the video is "I respect wrestling and that's why I'm winning the title!"  Well Zach, I hate to break the news to you, but so does everyone else in the company. Every man who has ever drove to an arena, laced up a pair of boots and gotten into a ring respects wrestling to death, why else would they choose to dedicate their lives to letting themselves get dropped on their heads, fall on concrete and hit the canvas every day of their lives? It's not just for the hell of it. And it's not the women, or the money or the free booze either because they don't take away the pain any less. When you have a good match and you hear the roar of the crowd, when you head to your car and a fan stops you to ask for an autograph or take a picture or even when you just see two guys give it their all, that is what makes it all worth it for us.
 
It's for the moments, the spectacle, the atmosphere of it all! I'm not just in this for the championships and the accolades, I'm in this to be up there with some of the greats because without them this belt would be meaningless in the first place. Do you think I'm some kind of disgrace to other wrestlers? I call bullshit on that, all you ever hear from me are stories about how I came up in this business. Wrestling raised me. It molded me into the man I am today, mentally and physically. Hell, do you want proof?

(Scott Oasis walks toward the camera and begins to roll up the sleeves on his hoodie to reveal his tattoo covered arms which at first looks rather ordinary until the camera zooms in and we begin to see past the dark ink. There are scars running from his arms to as far as his back and the side of his torso.)

Look what I have done to myself for this sport! Why would I do this to myself if I didn't have nothing but the utmost respect for the business, huh!? It sure as hell wasn't for shits and giggles! I will have to wake up every day to these disgusting eye sores for the rest of my life and no matter how many tattoos I patch on my body to hide them, they'll never be able to cover up the memories. You never forget the horror filled nightmare of having to experience barbed wire as it slices away at your skin, tearing into your flesh and latching on, spilling your blood onto the canvas and leaving a nasty gash as it is slowly ripped out of your body. I've paid my dues. I've proved myself. If anyone should be questioned, it's you! You think you should be given attention for working hard. Good job, real good job, would you like a pat on the back? How about a cookie? Or maybe, just maybe you should stop bragging like you deserve a championship when really you do what your fellow Elitists and Vixens have been doing for months if not years longer than you have!

I am champion not just because I work hard, everyone out there is busting there asses. What separates me apart is the fact I'm willing to go that extra mile, that one step further that nobody dares to ever take. Acts that you call disgusting are just what needs to be done at the end of the day. Here is the reality: this business is dark and it is cruel.  It's a dog eat dog world out here, there are only so many spots in this company - with this title being one of them - so it's a constant fight for survival. In a perfect world, you would be able to live your little rags to riches, Cinderella story where the kid who wants nothing more than to succeed gets to live his dream but that's not how it works. Life is nothing more than a game and sometimes you have to play dirty to win it. Family's have been exposed and dragged through the mud, throats have been slit, people have been brutally beaten by hired men and thrown off from 20 foot heights. Compared to some of the sick bastards out there, I'm actually sane. The only way to thrive here is to be more sicker than your opponent and as much as I'd like to be by the book, I can't. I can't because my whole life has been based on this moment, the moment where I truly hit the big leagues, the moment I gave every foster parent who beat me, every person who spat on me, every school that turned me away and every person who said I wouldn't make it a collective fuck you. This belt is everything to me and I swear to god I will defend it by any means necessary, even if I know it's going to be hell for me and my body! Tests like these are something I have expected and are prepared for, I knew that the moment I wrapped this strap around by waist, I placed a target on myself and I am ready to take on all comers. You want this title Zach? I've survived way too much to fall to you. Give it your best shot, you are going to have to beat me until I can fight no longer and even then I don't think it'll be enough.

(Scott Oasis gets up to turn off his camera until he stops and sits back down, remembering something.)

Don't think I forgot about you just yet Nick, Mr. Special Guest Referee. Funny how just a year ago at the Answers Wrestling Federation you were my boss and I was your chosen one but now here we are as you are now some beer drinking, authority hating skinhead and want to do nothing more but screw me. We made a deal and although you're known for double crossing I'm not worried about your officiating in the slightest. You've seen me with your own eyes, I was one of your hand picked talents to lead the future of wrestling! You know just how damn good I am and no matter how crooked you are or how slow the count is, there's nothing you can do when the opponent is out with no signs of getting up. Of course, you could just lay me out but without the element of surprise you're just a drunk old man whose adrenaline is running off of liquid courage. I would absolutely love for you to confront me, it'd just give me an excuse to dust off the piledriver and put another man out of commission. In short, I'm walking out of King of Elite with the title whether it be against one men or two men.

(Scott turns off the camera to end the video.)

I want to start today off with a question, a question that only Alex Anderson can answer - and I want him to answer it truthfully. Relax, it's not a trick and if you don't believe me, then check my sleeves if you must. But in the meantime, the question I'd like to ask you is simple and painless - Alex, have I ever lied to you? It should take you no longer than three seconds to answer. The correct answer is no, I haven't. Everything that I've said to you in the past CAME TRUE. For example, leading up to Road to Redemption, I told you - NO, I PROMISED YOU that I would join the list of elitists that joined EAW well after you, yet won a world title before you did and that list includes Jacob Senn, myself, and I believe Tyler Parker and Hades The Hellraiser as well. But at the time you didn't want to hear the truth that only I can preach and I don't blame you, because if I were in your shoes, I too would run away from the fact that you don't quite stack up against elite competition, such as myself. Like I said, I know you, I have your thought process figured out and I know that as soon as I stop talking this evening, you'll just go back to your own little fantasy world and in this world, you'll continue to pretend that you are the greatest competitor in all of EAW and that? That's obviously false, just like the Ace Championship having the same prestige as the Answers World Championship, which is just laughable. But let's talk about this Ace Championship of yours for a moment. What's it's purpose? To make yourself feel more important? To give the fans a reason to give a damn about you? Or is it to represent your academy proudly? I will just speculate for now and if you never give me an explanation of why you carry a title that's made from the world's finest fool's gold, then let's just say I won't lose any sleep over it because at the end of the day, if Peter and I stick to the game plan at KOE and we execute it perfectly, then  lets just say that the Ace Championship takes a trip to the nearest landfill in Athens? Sounds good to me. 

Don't mind me, but I have to disagree with you on when you said we are both at the peak of our careers. Maybe that's true for you, but me? Nope. When it comes down to the Behemoth, you haven't seen nothing yet. As a matter of fact, we have yet to scratch the surface HAHAHAHA. But I can understand why you feel that way Alex because people assume that there's nowhere to go but down once you win a world championship, when that's simply not the case. Once you win it, you don't just stop trying and call it a career. No! Because I for one have a lot of goals that are left unchecked for the time being. I won't call it quits until I have multiple world title reigns. Not only that, but I want to main event Pain for Pride one of these years and lastly, I want a spot reserved for me in the EAW Hall of Fame. I'm aware that those goals will be difficult to conquer, but I have faith in myself that I will get the job done, just like I will get the job done at King of Elite. Oh Alex, I see the kind of game you're playing. You're trying to mess with my head by resorting to name calling, which is an act of desperation because even you know that you're corned. You're cornered because this Saturday, you'll get the very best out of me. It's a well known fact that this is my first title defense as your Answers World Champion and you better believe that I'm not going to let this belt slip between my fingers this early on, especially my first month. Some might say that all of the pressure rests on my shoulders, when I don't see it that way. Pressure has never gotten to me. I let Peter worry about that kind of stuff while I go out to the ring and I do my thing. As I said a minute ago, you resorted to name calling and what you called me was a train-wreck, which stung for about two seconds, but I got over it. But I'll admit that the old me might've been described as a "train-wreck", but as for the man you see today? He's unrecognizable. He's turned a new leaf. I'll even go as far as saying he's no longer a human and I can't stress that enough. You were right about one thing and that's I don't have the look of a champion. I don't have the clean cut look. I don't have a brand new shirt and my jeans are dirty as well. I also don't have the golden tan, nor do I have the six pack abs. But so what? I'm still the Answers World Champion. In fact I won it while wearing this exact outfit. So Alex, you can continue to wear you're classy business suits and your expensive sunglasses all you want, but just know that nothing will change. You still won't be crowned as the new Answers World Champion. 

You keep saying you're a monster now and I'm sure Pierre would back you up on this, since well, he believes every elitist is one, but perhaps you're right, Alex. Because I see a change in your eyes. I see fire. I see a man who is so desperate to become world champion, that he'll do whatever it takes. You even gave me credit for creating this monster that's suddenly emerged inside of you, which is quite the "honor" - but it'll be an even bigger honor when I destroy my own creation by my bare hands in three short days. I know it'll be easier said than done because as of late, you've been on fire and this fire continues to spread, burning everything in its path, but I believe that I will be able to cool you down, as well as stop you dead in your tracks. At King of Elite, you told the world that you not only plan on taking my Answers World Championship, but you will take my credibility as well and boy, what a bold statement that is. I loved that threat so much that I was going to use it on you, but then I remembered something - you would need credibility in the first place....

 
 
 
 
 
 

Final King Of Elite Promo


I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away."

The parable of the fallen king. The same poem that awaits on the tomb of all great men. And this isn't restricted to just great men, it's a fate that awaits all men, it's the story of Mankind itself. You're right about what you said about death, in fact you have no idea how right you are. Inevitably we'll all go back to nothing, just as we came from nothing. The existential truth to the matter is all legacies die, big or small. You may be the nicest person, or the strongest, or the quickest or even the smartest.. eventually you die, and in just a matter of generations you're forgotten about. Even those who's names will live on through time will be forgotten about in a matter of centuries. And those who transcend even that.. the Christs' and the Buddha's, they'll disappear just as humanity itself is bound to disappear. When you look at all the pain and suffering and years of our life we shed for this place, EAW... all the countless hours and grueling punishment we subject ourselves to just for this sport, no matter how much we put ourselves through most of what we do will be forgotten in a matter of years. In EAW itself, the work of men like Mak, HRDO, WWEFan and even CM Banks is overlooked by today's generation. If I never returned after Pain For Pride, or even initially from my retirement in 2010, chances are someone would be a World Champion and calling themselves a god right now and everyone would believe it without any prior knowledge of history. We'd like to think we know the answers, we'd like to think we are the answers, but in reality reality is inescapable, and no matter what you do in this life eventually it means nothing.

 I came to this conclusion just about a year ago and I've adjusted well to it, and it's helped me move forward. But you hit it right on the head when you spoke of death and how the best part about it is not having to experience the fear and anguish of death when you actually die. Because you're dead. So how is it that a man who calls himself God and claims to be immortal still embraces death and the fact that he will be forgotten? Aha, It's the entire premise to my God Complex coming full circle Tyler, it's the coming of age that's taken me YEARS, bloody, dreadful, hellish YEARS of my life to reach, and here I am. I've become immortal through enlightenment!... I am a walking, living state of Nirvana! I've found the meaning to my existence while still being able to exist! I AM. In this fruitless, absurd vast of space and time that we call a "life" we still gain value by how we spend our days, I AM. I spend my days in constant martial matters, every day in EAW is like a war. But if it weren't for the thrill of it, the rush from holding up the World Title that is just as potent now in 2015 as it was in 2008, I wouldn't still be here. I love this, that's why I'm here, and that's why I plan to continue until I collapse, because I AM. Now I've gotten to a place most couldn't dream of being in... many greats had to die to see their legacies fulfilled and I am living it, seeing it, touching and feeling it! Mikado Sekaiichi, for example... there's a reason why his son walks the earth with a tattoo of my name permanently bearing his skin. It's because in regards to EAW, Mikado Sekaiichi is dead. I killed him. His loss was my gain, because when I took Mikado Sekaiichi's title I didn't simply take his title... I TOOK HIS WORLD. His kingdom is mine now, and Mikado isn't suffering anymore. Wherever he is, he's far more comfortable in his hole six feet under than he is on the surface. He was a paranoid man, if you can recall. He feared for his crown day by day. He was a true king, perhaps the best to ever call himself king. However, the paradox that's behind me taking Mikado Sekaiichi's "world" was that he never really had it in the first place. He was no God, there can only be one in that aspect. Mikado Sekaiichi wasn't built to bow before a God, and neither am I. That's why when we clashed only one of us could have survived, and I did. And that's when I took the world, because with him gone it was ripe for the taking. This world, the land of Extreme, Elite, there can only be one me. And I don't fear death because I know even when I am usurped, dethroned, beheaded, I Am still what I Am. I know when it all ends for me there is still no one who can recreate the reality I've created, let alone surpass it. As long as I remain unsurpassed, I AM.

This is where you come in. Out of anyone who's ever been on the EAW roster, only you have the potential to change that. But though there's power in your potential, it appears you've taken this way out of context. I never meant to get your hopes up like this... I never meant for King Of Elite to be a do or die scenario for you. But there's no turning back now, I suppose. At least remember my words today when you're laying on that mat and I'm walking, I said WALKING up that ramp with the world title in hand. Remember that you never had a chance in the first place, no matter what you did. The real failure comes in your effort that night, the results can't be changed. It's been written in history that I'd win. It's the reality I've created by becoming who I am. There's a theory about destiny and free agency and whether you have a say in any of the events in your life. The theory states that you don't actually decide your reality, but rather the ones around you do. I can prove this to be true by showing how many of the ones around me I've crushed just to get to where I am now. I can prove this by being the one who nullifies every bit of effort you put forward this weekend and proving it to be not enough. We can get into the crucifixion paradox and debate whether it was God who put his "son" on that cross to be crucified or if it all was a result of the actions of man, and not God at all. In this case, we can liken your inevitable defeat and blame it on fate or some hire power or if it's because you're not good enough to beat me. But it's irrelevant, "why" doesn't matter anymore, the result will speak for itself. All that I really need to say to you is what I've been telling you for these last couple of weeks.. King Of Elite is your opportunity, but it is not your night. And unlike you, my words hold merit. Everything I say becomes a fact. What was just a mere image in my head played out in real life and I did it by my own two hands. THAT'S GOD. You have no way to support your claims. You're nothing more than the little engine that could. As much as I respect you and even admire your passion, your will power can only get you so far. You're only a man, even if you aren't the same as before. Even if you're ten times a better wrestler and more agile and more skilled in the ring than you were a year ago, we still sit on different planes. I am enlightened, utterly. I could never begin to explain to you what that's like, but limits, like fears, are only an illusion to me. You however have to deal with the reality of physical and mental limits, and it is until you've been dragged through every layer of hell and experience every modicum of fear and doubt and feel that aversion eating away at your carcass that you begin to reach new heights! EVERY GREAT has gone through it in some capacity, YOU'VE gone through it at some capacity, but NO ONE'S GONE THROUGH IT MORE THAN ME. NO ONE IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD, I AM CONVINCED, HAS BEEN ABLE TO COME BACK FROM THE SUFFERING I HAVE AND COMPETE AT THE LEVEL THAT I DO! NO ONE HAS COME FROM BEING RIPPED APART AND TORN TO PIECES, FUCKING PIECES JUST TO PIECE HIMSELF BACK TOGETHER MENTALLY, PHYSICALLY, IN EVERY WAY... AND THEN COMPETE AT A HIGHER LEVEL EVERY TIME! EVERY MONTH, EVERY YEAR GETTING BETTER AND BETTER! A MAN LIKE THAT? A MAN LIKE ME?? HE DOESN'T LOSE WHEN HE'S AT HIS ZENITH, ESPECIALLY NOT TO A MAN LIKE YOU.

... WITH ALL DUE RESPECT .. with all due respect.... you've walked a mile in my shoes. Maybe two. I'm still light-years ahead of you. And not just you, everyone. And still, there are those who want to take that away from me and give me absurd looks when I call myself a God. Ask me who I think I am, when I clearly said what I just thought I was, A GOD. These lowly pieces of shit want to murmur their displeasure when they're too afraid of being great because they couldn't last a minute in the abyss. These spoiled, rotten fucking pieces of shit who haven't given 1/4th, 1/8th, 1/10th to this fucking sport that I have. Nor will they ever amount to anything when standing in the ring with me. But these brats want to belittle and besmirch my name because they couldn't ever do what I do on my worst day, on their best. I hope that's not who you're listening to. I hope that's not who you take advice from. I hope my word holds more weight than their word. You've let this world fool you into turning against me once before, and all it did was drag you down the ladder. I hope this time you treat my words like scripture, I hope you eat, sleep and breathe them before you let the thought of listening to my naysayers enter your thick skull. I don't mind if you go into King Of Elite intending to win the World Heavyweight Championship. I just hope you know what you're up against. And by knowing what you're up against, I mean knowing that you have no idea what you're up against. And even in not knowing what you're up against, you're still ready, and prepared for it. That's all.

King of Elite: The Era Has Only Just Begun

(We are in a hallway backstage as the cameraman guiding us along quickly runs down it, muttering as if he's talking with someone giving him instructions on where to go. He stops at a slightly opened door and sticks his camera through as we see a surprisingly relaxed Scott Oasis, sitting down with his thoughts while smoking a cigarette. The cameraman makes sure to be as quiet as can be to not tip off Scott and then zooms in past the hoodie he is wearing to show his face which looks rough and tired. The shot goes lower as we notice even more about Scott's stance. His hand is jittery while his right leg vigorously taps the floor, almost as if he's on edge. Scott looks off into the distance and his gaze soon stops there, his eyes fixed on the area. The cameraman risks getting closer as he pushes his equipment just a little bit farther through the door to get a better shot of what Scott's looking at. After repositioning a few times we can now see what it is. His Interwire Championship. The same belt he must defend in just a matter of days. That is what must be eating him up. Looking away, Scott rolls the cigarette around between his index and pointer finger, spreading the smoke around the room as he does so before placing it to his lips and taking a puff.)

Scott Oasis: You can come out now, I know you're there.

(The cameraman is shocked at first but complies, opening the door and coming face to face with Scott. Still not even looking at the production crew member, Scott inhales another puff of the cigarette in his hand. He holds it in for a moment and then releases the cloud of his smoke from his mouth, almost in a state of euphoria. He leans in toward the glass table right in front of him where an ash tray is placed and puts out his cigarette. With both his hands free, he places them in the pockets of his jacket and begins to speak once more.)

The time has finally come.

For the past three weeks I have waited in anticipation for this week. The week of King of Elite. The week I defend my Interwire Championship against Zach Genesis. God....how I have wanted to finally shut this kid up. Ever since he's hit the scene he has done nothing but live a lie. He tries to mask himself behind this tough guy facade but even a blind man could see through his bullshit. Everything he says is nothing but mere empty words with no merit at all. Listen Genesis, you have been going around talking about how you are going to win this match, and attain this accolade and do this, that and the third, but every time an opportunity presents itself, what do you do? You fail! You come up just a little bit short! You're close but no cigar! You can not win the big one! You choke when you're on the big stage! It's one loss after another, each time there's another excuse and another reason for why this time it's different. This Saturday will be the exact same case. You're going to be forced to eat you words, swallow your pride and have to admit I'm the better man.

Face it, no matter how hard you try you aren't coming out on top at King of Elite. I don't care how arrogant or obnoxious it sounds because it's a cold, hard fact. I know all of your tricks, I knew them the moment we locked eyes in the middle of a squared circle. I've personally seen what's behind this scrappy little underdog who likes to sling profanity at his opponents. No, he's not the hardcore, edgy badass he tries so desperately to be, instead he is nothing more but the equivalent to a 15 year old in his rebellious stage. He wants nothing more than to be the man of the house but just like every little boy who chooses to step out of line against the true authority, you will be struck down and put in your place. I run Showdown. When I enter a locker room the whole atmosphere changes. Even the biggest loud mouth around has not a single word to say when he is face to face with me. I am a man who commands respect and have earned it from every single person in the back whether it be by my wrestling and my work ethic or by me beating it out of them. But then there's you, a guy who has only been here for a cup of coffee. I guy whose biggest win to date was against an injured Brian Daniels who had just been through the Elimination Chamber and almost never indulges in hardcore wrestling? Who are you to think you can dethrone me? Do you truly believe you are going to take my title? What in your right mind would make you believe that?

Oh, allow me to guess, was it that stupid little tag team battle royal you won? Allow me to give you a history lesson. Showdown, Live in Portland, Oregon. It was just you and me left in the ring. You lunge at me as I swat you away like a fly. I delivered a brutal barrage of attacks, leaving you immobile for the rest of the match and once the beating was through, I lifted you above my head and was about to throw you out until William Black grabbed me from behind and pulled me out of the ring. You got your hand raised at the end but what had happened? You were dominated by me. Now you can go ahead and say a win is a win at the end of the day but all that proves is you are nothing more than a living contradiction.

Tell me, how can you decide to count this as another one in your pathetic win column yet you somehow choose to demonize me and take away from my victories because of how I win my matches. Let me guess, because one feeds your ego while the other makes me look like a cowardly prick. That's all you seem to do, lie and feed your ego. You think you're such a big deal because you had a chance to be number one contender in your second week? May I remind you El Landerson, Randy Reaume , Bryan Rodgers and a man named Nigel Warlord Omega also were in this match. Not exactly the cream of the crop. The two who were talked about the most were me and William Black, the rest were just mere spot fillers. Ham n' eggers who were allowed their 15 minutes of fame. But now that 15 is over and it's time for you to realize that. You aren't some model employee that's representing all of the hard working people of EAW, that is just yet another delusion of yours, that just like the rest, will crumble.

When I attack someone it's not because any agenda or goal I want to accomplish, it's simply because I don't like them. Matt was walking around thinking he was hot shit, almost as if he was untouchable and I didn't like that. He needed humbling, so I gave it to him in the form of a piledriver. Simple really. This was the last night of extreme for a company that was based on throwing people into thumbtacks, taking railroad spikes and gouging dude's eyes out and setting tables on fire. There is no code of conduct in a place where there are no rules so everything I did was within reason. I ended up beating him either way seeing as his injury had no real effect on the match from what it seemed so that point is mute as well.

Now, most of what you said I shrugged off as mere psycho babble, but there is one thing that had hit a chord for me. You can question a lot of things about me but don't you ever..EVER..question my love for this business! In fact, it has been the one thing I've loved that has yet to go away. When I was by myself with nobody believing in me....no friends, no family, not even a home and the whole world against me all I had was my TV set and a wrestling program. I've set up rings, I've done the 25 mile drives, I've done everything you've done 100 times over and I'd do it again. I have given my body, my blood and my sweat, my whole entire life has gone into this business and I will continue to give my life to this business until the day I die! Why do you think I've teamed up with Damien Murrow in the first place? He is right, it is time for a change in not just Showdown but EAW entirely. The standard for wrestlers has become sorrier and sorrier as the years go by and it has now come to a point where some clown in a mask can dance around in a mask to become popular and some scrawny, greasy haired shrimp like you thinks he can step to me! This is the Interwire championship, this is the belt that greats like Mister K, Kevin Devastation, Hades The Hellraiser and Kawajai have held! These are the guys who laid the foundation for guys like me! I can fill their boots, but you? You aren't even qualified to shine them. On January 24th I will walk in as Interwire Champion and by January 25th I will still be Interwire Champion.

(Scott Oasis stands up and quickly grabs his belt as a newly found confidence seems to be brewing inside of him.)

When will you understand, Xavier? Do you honestly think somebody like you deserves a honorable treatment from myself? My honor for you disintegrated the moment you decided to join forces with Tyler Parker to crush my dreams and leave them in shambers. You don't deserve my honor! You don't deserve my respect! And regardless what happens this Saturday you will NEVER have THEM. A lot of people question my intentions, a lot of people wonder why I joined Demon's Council despite the fact it went against my personal convictions. I joined Demon's Council because I had to. I USED Demon's Council just like I used Quality Control because I HAD to. Where's the honor in that? I've said it before and I will GLADLY say it again.. There's no honor for the dishonorable! Go ahead, call me a hypocrite, but you would have done the same if you were in my shoes, Xavier. If you had the chance you would have tried to decimate me as well. As a matter of fact you did.. You started this war at Road To Redemption 8 and I will make sure I finish it at King Of Elite so I can ultimately resume the hunt for God's head. Let's pretend you actually earned all of your accolades, what difference does it make? Tell me, Xavier, what difference does it make? You're still inferior to me in every facet of this sport and I am not saying that just to say it. In fact, you PROVED you are inferior to me when you couldn't take me on by yourself at RTR.  Dark Demon did nothing but hinder my progress. He didn't give me any opportunities to take down Crash. I was only given a match against him, but that was back when he was utterly and hopelessly powerless. I didn't want him dead back then I WANT HIM DEAD NOW. And if it happened NOW, if Crash walked into my ring asking for a fight you can bet your ass I would bring him one. Not only that but I would also do this company a favor and get him out of power.. for good. You do have something against me, why can't you just grow some balls and admit it?? You claim you aspired to create new opportunities for other elitists, a new era that would help elitists like myself, but we both know that's a load of crap. All you care about is yourself, everything you do you do it to benefit yourself. You could care less for my fate as an elitist, you could care less about ANYBODY's fate but your OWN. If you're not the villain, then who is? Me? Why am I the villain? Because I fight for what is right? And I would do absolutely anything willingly to establish a honorable administration? I'm not the villain. You still don't get it, do you? You still can't get it through that thick skull of yours. NO HONOR FOR THE DISHONORABLE. NO HONOR for the ones who I don't deem worthy of it. How does that make me a hypocrite? Not having honor for the corrupted ones? You stole so many opportunities from my hands, from Eddie Mack's hands.. But I am the villain, not you. You're a fucking saint. You should be put on a pedestal, you should be worshipped by every elitist EAW has to offer! ALL HAIL XAVIER WILLIAMS! I'm self centered and selfish, I am a hypocrite, I am the villain of this story,and Xavier? He isn't self cenetered at all, he's never made a hypocritical statement, he's the hero of this story! NO, he's a God!! Just like DEDEDE, Scott Diamond and every other idiot who has professed to be one! Unfortunately for you, they call me The God Slayer. And I will slay you come King Of Elite and after I wash your blood off my hands, I am resuming the hunt for the eye in the sky or "God" and the World Heavyweight Championship. I'm not surprised you want to end my career. It doesn't surprise me at all you affirmed that you want to make a name for yourself at my expense. I'm not going to overlook or underestimate you. I know you're one hell of an elitist, hell, maybe you could beat me. But end my career? I hate to burst your bubble but if DEDEDE couldn't end it, if Kevin Devastation couldn't end it, if YOU joining forces with Tyler Parker couldn't end it, what makes you think you will end it now and by yourself? I'm not underestimating you but ending me once and for all is beyond the bounds of possibility. Many men have tried to destroy the empire I have built throughout the course of time, many men have tried to make a name for themselves at my expense but they have FAILED. When you eliminated me from the chamber at Road To Redemption... Words can not explain how disappointed I was.. I thought that was going to be MY time to shine, but it wasn't. He who laughs last laughs best DEDEDE says and he already laughed... I haven't even begun to laugh though.  This Saturday, Xavier, you will enter my world and you AIN'T leaving it UNSCATHED. With or without Quality Control I will establish dominance over you and I will leave the champion NO OTHER OPTION but to challenge me.

#NOGODS

 
You talk about honor. It’s the thing that drives you, isn’t it Lucian? Walking through those doors and eradicating pollution, corruption and turning EAW into company with honor is what continues to push Lucian Black forward with each step that he takes, right? Well, Lucian where has the honor been in anything that you’ve done over the past few weeks? Where was the honor when you hit me in the head with a steel chair and cost me the World Heavyweight Championship at Road to Redemption? Where was the honor when you tried breaking my neck by throwing me off that stage at the Award Show? Where was the honor when you helped Quality Control beat me down and handcuff me a few weeks ago on Dynasty? What about last week? Where was the honor when you powerbombed me on that concrete floor before my match with Christopher Corrupt? Was there any honor, Lucian? There wasn’t, was there? But that’s the thing, no matter what you do, you keep that same mentality. You look at a guy like me; a guy that’s walked out and become one of the fastest rising stars that this company has ever seen and believe that I’ve been handed it all, because those opportunities never went to you. I’ve brought this up in the past, but Dark Demon never came to me when he wanted somebody to take care of Zack Crash. He went to you, because you were meant to be the monster that he created. You were meant to be the man that nobody could withstand, not Zack Crash, not Starr-Stan, not Mr. DEDEDE, not Xavier Williams and not even Dark Demon. But when it came to you actually proving that, you couldn’t. You proved that all you are is whole lot of hype. Zack Crash walked into Reckless Wiring and beat not only you, but both Tarah Nova and Eddie Mack as well and I’m sure that you’re going to attempt to force the blame onto those two or ramble on about how you’re still standing after another failure, but Lucian, sometimes things get to the point that they mean absolutely nothing. But you continue to stand there and say that I have something against you. That you’re not the villain of this story, but that I am! You stand there and you say that you’re a man that fights for what is right! At Territorial Invasion I walked into War Games with the intention of creating a new era for EAW. An era to help people in your position; to force the men that have sat at the very top of this company for years to step aside so the new generation could lead this company into the future. I walked into War Games not with the intention of helping myself, but to help people like you; people that believed that they deserved to opportunity to prove that they should be one of the men that this company calls its elite. But I’m the villain in this story, right Lucian? I’m the guy that started this all, because I’m jealous and envious of everything that you’ve attained. I’m the guy that started all of this, because I’m jealous and envious of the success and the respect that this business gives you. I’m the bad man, right Lucian? You’re just fighting for honor! What did you say? That you were getting even at Road to Redemption because I was the man that eliminated you in that match. Again, I find myself asking the same question and this time I’ll speak up a little. WHERE IS THE HONOR IN THAT?! WHERE WAS THE HONOR THAT DRIVES YOU FORWARD?! WHERE WAS THE HONOR THAT YOU REPEATEDLY PROFESS THAT YOU’RE GOING TO BRING THIS COMPANY?! AT ROAD TO REDEMPTION YOU PROVED YOURSELF TO BE NOTHING MORE THAN A HYPOCRITE! Lucian… you’re not in this business because of honor; you’re in this business because your own selfish greed. You proved that the moment that the thing that you were working towards, the thing that you were certain was going to be yours when that Elimination Chamber came to an end was taken away from you. You threw honor out the window and you took matters into your own hands. You did what you believe was the best thing for Lucian Black; not what was the honorable thing was or what was best for EAW as a whole… you did what was best for you. I spoke out and told the world hours after that elimination chamber came to an end… it’s funny how one small mistake can cause the downfall of a man’s entire career. You were right about one thing… I do want to be the end to your career, but I’m not going to give you that end, not because I can’t, but because you don’t deserve such an honor. I want you to suffer through the thought that the man you always believed you were above; the man that you’ve always believed was handed everything he has, did what you believed was impossible and stopped you. I told you yesterday, after King of Elite you become another name. Another name added to the long list of people that have fallen at my feet. You say that I’m not going to take another step forward at your expense… well Lucian, I beg to differ.

Jacob Senn - how cute. You've been tortured by your own words of reason once more. If you fail to comprehend why your utmost falls against talents of inferior stature, then Lannister is at a loss of words, truly. If you truly are a believer in that you must first fall, before you become a great leader - then why, the loser's mindset has already set in, Lannister is afraid. You have now begun to rely on that of coping mechanisms. They can surely hold back denial for some time, but eventually that dam breaks loose. But every stage you come across on the totem pole of coping mechanisms - are flawed out excuses. But perhaps that fits your style of bill, does it not Jacob Senn? For a long time now, Lannister has called you out on your miscalculations as EAW World Champion. And every time - it is combated with an evolving excuse. That is not to say you are a bad man for relying on such hollow grounds of work - but it does say a lot about your character. You rely on the excess to pave your path. Now as you play to your trumpet and play your patriotic tune, in names of denial and all - Lannister has one lasting message for you. Freedom isn't truly free - it is paid with the lives and blood. And both of those are to be on your hands - when you ride into battle. Your envy and lust has led you astray - but it is your course of actions that will prove to be misery's forgotten chord.

But forget what has lead you here, for Lannister seems to be killing you by the second. He is surprised that you have been able to strive without food or water for this long - knowing that you've been suffocated out of breathing room. But that is to your credit, Lannister must admit. But that is the extent compliments to be shed in Jacob Senn's name - for Senn can always rely on himself for a good backing. Lannister is not your personal cheerleader - but he is your means. Tell Lannister - what is it like for your propaganda to finally have met its match? By no means are you running on familiar ground at this point. Is it that Lannister had finally cut your spirit in half - something that should have been done far too long ago? Lannister has seemingly made you a slave to your own indictment - but Lannister won't brag too much. For there is to be no shame in meeting your match - it was sure to happen at some point. It's just good to know it is Lannister that in lies your breaking point. But that is not enough for Lannister, because it is your obsession and your claim that must die by the second. A man can always crumble - no matter if he considers himself a conqueror or a lion. But his claims - why, those last forever. To Lannister's liking, the hierarchy has made it to where Lannister is afforded the opportunity to deprive you of such an opportunity. Because when Lannister is at his kingly exposure, he cannot let your claim live on. This is where Mr. DEDEDE failed on his quest - he killed the man Mikado Sekachii. But he failed to kill the claim. So don't take it as a personal slight, Jacob Senn - or you too Devan Dubain for that matter - when both are cut from your hands. You claim that Lannister has no right to a kingdom, but his political savvy would like to suggest otherwise.

Lannister does not know how many times he has to tell you - that ambition eventually runs dry. You wish to have a crown placed upon your head, not because it is right - but because you want it. Lannister can understand the sentiment of such an ambition - but it does come with a price. And Lannister's do their fair share of price settling. Lannister will not hurt your pride much longer - for soon enough our armies and swords will clash. But Lannister is not trying to lie to you when he says your ambition will be your utmost downfall. Lannister has actually begun to show pity for you - something that could very well be seen as mutually exclusive. The destruction that is soon to be wrought upon you and your kingdom, is all due to your morale ground left unchecked and without constraint. You are naturally inclined to serve yourself - but you show this boastful of madness with it, that can only be confused with frantic desperation. Desperation may be a key to many things - but victory is not one of them, Jacob Senn. Again, this is a coping mechanism gaped with holes. It is always tempting to grab what you seek, especially when you have gotten thus far - but you have set yourself to fail all along. At no point have you considered the consequences - no point have you even put much thought into the "What If" scenario. You rely on your self-acclamations - but King of Elite will prove to be just another dud in your long history of failed attempts to conquest EAW by storm. You are not a bad man for it - but you are proving to be the wrong man for it. With the desires of power, comes the fall of submission. You are not prepared for this fall - but a lion has no motive to help an injured stag. He can only fend off the wolves - but even then, this is all because you've become a slave to your own propaganda. You should have listened to Lannister, when he told you that some mistakes you never stop paying for. It's just a shame you're not worth your own weight in gold.

But how Devan - you are in the same boat as your Dynasty counterpart. Lannister, too, appreciates the credit you have shown forth - and perhaps there is to be a later reward for these customary words. But Lannister sees not why the timing would be right in this circumstance, especially when you are so adamant on forsaking Lannister and his motives. Perhaps Lannister confused you in his last array of messages - perhaps there is a mixed signal along the way, but fear not - for Lannister always sets the curve straight. Lannister is no immortal man - as much as he would like to cling to the idea. Lannister is confused as to why you would garner such a perception - but Lannister must admit - he did not consider your point of view at all until just now. But why would he - when you've made a terrible case as to why you should be considered for Lannister's mercy. Lannister surely does not have the means to please you - as you are a self-serving man. Lannister can respect that, sure, but by no means is that to keep you in his good company. You are still an usurper by passage - and by no means are these gates opening for your presence. You are bound to nothing but Lannister's debt, as far as he is concerned. He still clings to the idea that it is he that showed you that the grassroots you built your foundation upon were that of empty cracks and broken windows.

But you have indeed become a changed man - one that Lannister wouldn't recognize since the last time we stood together in the same terrain. But what makes you think that you are mutually exclusive to the winds of change? Can Lannister not change upon your eyes? They do say beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, after all - but you are a much smarter man than to lay waste to such a mindset. Lannister is perhaps twice the man you met at Shock Value. Why, that he could not tell you - but there is no protest to such a claim. The truth is that behind the leader - and Lannister happens to be leading this assault so you'll just have to play fiddle to this drum. Perhaps that is where you belong after all, on the marching side of things with an instrument in hand - rather than a blade in your hand. You surely have given Lannister nothing to work with - no evidence as to why you are cut out to be this King that you aspire to be. Perhaps Lannister can rely on your previous work - your quest through the Showdown bracket. But that is such a tiring depth, that bears no meaning now that you've entwined yourself thus far. Maybe you weren't fit out to be a soldier in this play, a shame perhaps - but at least an out-route as to escape Lannister's wrath. You definitely have taken the smarter course of action - knowing that it is hopeless to engage with Lannister at this point of time. So Lannister takes it, that this is your farewell to arms?

If not - Lannister would have to suppose to cherish your existence as true. But Lannister will at the very least hold his breath until that moment were to come. Lannister, after all, has become conditioned to believe that we all succumb to our own self doubts. If it is within your doubt that you cannot match Lannister on any terrain - perhaps that should not be considered a fault. It should actually be seen quite admirable that you are willing to bite the bullet, and run before the lion's heart gets a share. At the very least, though, unchain those shackles of yours - and reign free in this sense of entitlement of yours a bit longer. Lannister finds it quite amusing that you dare to unbind, and redefine what you consider mercy. If being without your presence is mercy - then by all means - Lannister shall reap in that reward. But maybe Lannister shouldn't find it amusing - and should actually be apprehensive on the slight, that you actually have come to believe the words that you have tried to enlighten with. But Lannister will leave that discarded, considering that you are already full of a platter on your plate. You dare not doubt Lannister, a denial you do not share with the Lord Paramount of Dynasty - but you dare think you have what it takes. You are in for a rude awakening, Lannister's counterpart. Lannister would hate to disdain you for what's to come - but a price is just what you will have to bare. Have no fear - your eulogy shall be short and sweet - and perhaps even the King can chime in for a word. But Lannister will not serve as your requiem for a dream - especially when in the presence of the enemy. Mercy is only fit for the king's court - and that is not a right you will be given. You may have your head held high, as you try to rally for this throne. But Lannister is afraid you are already on the catch-up trail, and the lion surely always covers his tracks.

Lannister's price might be worth the wait - but it surely will come at a cost. The Kingsroad, awaits. And ready or not - Lannister shall come.