** The door unlocks with a swift click and shift sound. The door is nice, but not too nice. Lochlan walks through and goes throughout the house stopping at various walls in his house and staring at each wall for a few seconds. His house is nice, but not too nice. **

** Lochlan does this to 10 walls. Starting at each one for 6-8 seconds or so. The camera crew of 2 men is following him through this 10 wall process. He eventually makes his way to his living room. EAW is interested in Lochlan, as he brings a more techincal potential to EAW. Lochlan doesn't rely on weapons to win matches. Never needed to. Lochlan takes off his black leather jacket, his black boots and is now wearing his blue jeans and a solid white t-shirt. On the front of the shirt there is a tiny word that can't be made out yet. The word is in a out of focus type of font and about the size of 1 inch. The camera hasn't even noticed this word. **

** Lochlan now sits down slowly on his leather couch. It's nice... but not too nice. He has the 2nd crew member move the lighting display to his left more. The other crew member with the camera adjusts his position. He does a count with his finger to indicate when they will be recording. 3..2..1 and he points to Lochlan. **

Lochlan Rossdale: You know what bothers me? People that like to hear themselves talk. I talk when I need to. It's people like you Leo that make me sick. I'm sure you can dish it out alright and all, but will that be enough to beat me at Friday Night Voltage? Only time will tell.

** On Lochlan's coffee table is some ginger ale he poured himself as he was going through the house looking at his 10 walls very strangely. One of the walls must of been in the kitchen. He takes a sip of his ginger ale, which is ice cold. The coffee table is maple wood. It's nice, but not too nice. **

LR: This is our first match together Leo, and I don't mind beating someone like you. You'll be a good test for me. You be a great stepping stone Leo. That's all that you will be. At the same time I can't take you lightly as a fighter, but I can disregard your style of life and lack of respect for yourself. You can say what you want about me Leo, you can try to disrespect me like I think you will. I've heard others talk about you since you've been signed to the EAW. This is all mind over matter to me Leo Carlyle. I don't mind what you might think or say about me... because you don't matter.

LR: Words are cheap coming from a rich boy like yourself. You see... there's things in this life that we have to kind of laugh about. It's what someone like you might say. I'm sure you can fight with the best of them, and that's why I'm not taking your possible skills for granted, but WHO you are is a joke. Anyone can make money, whether it's a little bit of money or a lot. It doesn't matter. What really matters to a man is the passion inside his heart and soul. I've got it, my fans have it... and you don't have it. You're a shell of a person. You just need to hope your skills save you in the ring. Like I said before... only time will tell.

** Lochlan, looking calm as ever, but still intense in slight way, a confident way tells the camera crew to follow him. Lochlan goes to the 10 walls in his home again and shows the camera what his strange behavior was about. The crew goes to each of the 10 walls and sees a piece of a 100.00 bill at each wall. Lochlan takes each piece from the wall and brings it back to his coffee table and lays them in a pile. **

LR: Leo... look it's just paper. Paper that we might need to live but something that I don't ponder about to the point of self exhaustion. I find it quite honestly to be... pathetic. 100.00 being torn up might upset you to the point of a depression or something. I don't know. I've just heard very sad things about this "Rich Boy" from Massachusetts. The best thing you could do Leo is take some money from your earnings this week at Voltage, and set them to fire. Watch your confusion go up in smoke. It might make you a better person, less plastic like or see through. We all know a wrestler worried solely about his financial gain is a wrestler that is doomed. This Friday Night at Voltage I'll prove to the world that while you may be a good fighter, you're a poor person with a great deal lacking in the character/moral department. Your taste of money will only distract you Leo. Money can only talk to so much...

** The camera focuses on Lochlan's white t-shirt. It's a nice shirt, but not too nice. The shirt has the words "money" in a small blackish-grey font that seems out of focus a bit, kind of a blurry font of some sort. **

LR: I don't need a nice life to be happy. I don't need money to get me through. Money helps but it's not something that I get caught up in to the point of obsession. I only need a reason to move through something, and that something is you Leo. Be prepared.

** The camera slowly fuzzes out to a black screen. Lochlan is confident in beating Leo, but at the same time knows he can't look past his first opponent. ** 

Voltage Promo

Where There's A Beginning...

So…what does mean to be a champion? What does it mean to stand tall above the rest and proclaim dominance? Everyone sees it different. Some see it as the prize they desire week in and week out, night after night, match after match. Others see it as just another step towards their own sense of greatness. Being champion was always meant quite a bit to me. Every title I’ve held, regardless of its prestige, has been held with the aim of becoming one of its most memorable holders who defends it as if everything was on the line, not just the title itself. You put in the effort week in and week out to get there; you beat everyone who stands in your way and so when that time comes, when you’re face to face with the bloke holding what you believe is yours, you fight as if you’re the man with the belt. It isn’t something that comes along every week and it isn’t something that can be wasted with the belief that another match will come around sooner or later. And how worthy of a challenger in the first place are you if that’s how you conduct yourself? Nothing in this industry is gifted; everything is earned and the cream will always rise to the top eventually. True challengers will become true champions. That is simply a fact.

Coming into EAW, coming to Voltage, I aimed to accomplish something as quick as possible. Going from standing on the highest rung of the ladder elsewhere to the very bottom is something that undoubtedly everyone wouldn’t want to experience regardless of where they achieved greatness before, but it’s just reality, I can’t avoid it, just need to accept it and move on. There will be times throughout my tenure here in EAW that I’ll be able to rocket to the top, to make something of myself and solidify my place amongst some of the best…but I need the patience in order for that to happen and quite honestly that hasn’t be as existent as I would have hoped. Still though, after weeks of niggling and some “hard earned” victories, being given the opportunity to secure my first bit of silverware in the New Breed championship is a quality start. Perhaps it isn’t as grand as the other titles, perhaps it isn’t given the attention one would think it deserves but it’s a chance to defeat someone who has firmed into a place amongst the roster. To most, it’s nothing important, a victory that will lead to a few mere minutes of fame, some praise and then they’ll go back to ignoring what the championship means but who can deny a champion his credit? Who can deny a champion the attention they deserve? Especially one that is giving a glimpse of this company’s future. Beat Savage, the man Mr. DEDEDE has clearly been grooming for success and suddenly the attention is drawn to yours truly.

I’d be bullshitting though if I said I’m seeing the title as something I’ll take much pride in. Everyone has to start somewhere right? I don’t expect a free ride anywhere, I don’t expect to strap myself in and get off at a point that suits me best. No, I’ll pay my dues and my dues thus far have led me to this opportunity. Some two months ago I lost a six man match and it’s cute to look back to see the egos of DeWitt, Scott and Ruin have left the building and like I proclaimed then, fallen into the pit of irrelevance. From that single match, I’m the man who dusted himself off, lifted himself off the feet and continued to strive towards greatness. Even when one particular man had a rocket stuck up his arse and fired towards greatness, I’m still the one who remains. I will always remain and night after night I’ll work towards paying for every opportunity with victories. So what does this title really mean? Well, just another step towards bigger goals I’m afraid. It’s a title that I will hold to simple force those below me to improve, to push them to a new level and continue the effort Savage has put in to add prestige to the title so that one day the new blokes who walk into the Voltage brand or really any brand this title lands on will be sorted. Those who will be future stars will shine and those who won’t will perish. This New Breed title will one day be the deciding factor if you’re worthy of being touted as the future or if you’re simply a man with numbered days who will inevitably burn. And while this is happening, while I’m doing my part in creating the next generation I’ll be biding my time until the dates that are marked on my calendar roll around to further my career and simply enforce everything I just said. I’ve enjoyed my journey to this match; it was never in doubt so I did what I had to with energy to burn and simply enjoyed my time in the ring. Nothing has been on the line; no one has truly been a threat to my desire to become someone in EAW. And now, it seems everything is on the line. I once spoke about missed opportunities. I spoke about setbacks and how matches where your immediate future can be made. It’s never been so true.  Win; overcome my first obstacle as an Extremist and a new level to improve to emerges with new objectives and new opportunities.

All that won’t be possible if I don’t succeed against Ryan Savage. All of that hope and desire to create something will be for nothing. Despite everyone calling the bloke DEDEDE’s bitch, he deserves some credit. Even I would run under the wing of his if given the chance; most men coming through here would. No one holds a title, any title, for four months without being some ounce of potential. Sure the piss taking may have gotten to him but it seems he’s growing a spine of his own. I’ve seen the desire in the blokes coming through, I’m one of them. I’ve seen the hunger to succeed in so many that even the New Breed title would be a mouthwatering achievement to them. I simply don’t know who he’s faced, the opponents he’s put to rest as champion and if he’s a paper champion or worthy of praise, just four months stands out…so praise it is. He’s done well to represent the division with matches such as last week against Crash, Williams and Nova and many prior, it’s what this division’s champion should be doing. Perhaps the results haven’t swung his way but even competing well and holding your own is a start.

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And so here we are Ryan. After weeks of niggling, after weeks of telling you that I’m better, telling you that I’m different from the rest, the opportunity, the time has come to prove it. I’m quite surprised you didn’t expect me to work for this match, not everyone who steps through the ropes expects to be given an easy ride to glory. But it was never about keeping you on your toes, it was never a tactical move to keep you waiting, it was about proving who I am. It was about proving that of the influx of new competitors that found their way into EAW, I’m not foreign to the idea of hard work. It’s nice you have done your homework though; that you’ve prepared well. We all like to tout how unpredictable we are. We all like to say how our opponents can’t truly prepare because they don’t know what they’re capable of doing. Perhaps in these few weeks I’ve shown all my cards for the world and more importantly you to see; I could retreat to saying I haven’t delved into my bag of tricks to its bottom but that just makes me like the rest. But the question is can you stop me? If you know all my cards, if you have been fed all this information, then the ball rests in your court but containing me is something you won’t learn until we stand across from one another. I’ve gifted you this advantage Ryan merely to fuel my own ego, what better way to win a title than defeating its champion who has all the cards necessary to retain it? It was never a mistake Ryan…

It seems week in and week out I can’t escape this point of reality. I can’t seem to shake this idea that we all live in our own constructed realities. Perhaps it’s been evident amongst the men I’ve faced thus far. It wouldn’t be surprising; I’ve been in one myself. I believed that the further up I climbed the less likely I’d face an opponent so disconnected…but it seems you’re very similar to them Ryan. You feel this title puts you on top of the world? Sadly, that defeats what you believe the title should be about. You’ve done well to represent it Ryan. You’ve perhaps been one of the more credible champions the title has had; no doubt having DEDEDE’s hand some place south has helped but nonetheless, you’ve done your job well. Allow me to take it even further. How much further have you really evolved Ryan? Can you honestly say you’ve evolved beyond the title? Evolving to defend it is one thing and perhaps it’s something worthy of some ounce of praise but since I’ve been here, since Pain Four Pride Seven, you’ve had countless opportunities to advance your career, matches against quality opponents. These matches are opportunities you’ve let slipped through your fingers. But it’s okay, I’m sure your buddy, your pal, your mate with power will gift you more, right? But I’m glad I’ve already convinced you and have pushed you to find new ways to cling to the thing you hold so dearly. It seems my goals as the next New Breed champion are already being accomplished even without the strap. Feed me the destruction lines Ryan. Tell me how I’m going to remain haunted from the beating on Voltage. It was spun by Collin Lightening last week and you know how that turned out. Threats against me at this point in my career are quite useless, I’m in these matches with very little to lose. Let’s throw out this scenario for a second: I lose. I lose on Voltage and you remain as the champ. My world doesn’t burn Ryan; it just becomes a little dusty, stained with mud and my vision slightly distorted. I’ll been knocked to the ground but unlike the men you’ve beaten, I don’t stay down. I cop the criticism the likes of you and others will dish out on the chin, shape up and I guarantee the canyon you call a backside I’ll be looking for that second chance. Rightfully earned, of course. At no point do I feel sorry for myself; at no point is my confidence knocked. Fortunately we won’t learn how Jamie O’Hara responds to defeat.

I think it’s obvious by now Ryan, what makes me different from the rest. The class, the finesse isn’t something that shows up too often. I’m not hungry for bloodlust; I don’t have the desire to leave you in a bloody mess or leave you with your body broken beyond repair. Count yourself lucky you’ll only leave with the side of your face caved in. I’m not going into this match with the intention of stripping you of your pride and shit on the reign, the work you’ve done thus far as champion. When you’re sitting in the hospital bed, with your world spinning about trying grasp what just happened, I won’t trouble you too much like others would. Salt won’t be rubbed into your wounds. I won’t harass you by sending a text saying “LOL GET REKT”. No. After all that, I simply have the desire to beat you and walk out with the New Breed title. I want to put on a display that will be remembered by year’s end. Believe it or not, I want to do my part in bringing you to the next level and this match on Voltage SHOULD do that. But will it? Are we going to show everyone what the future holds? Or am I going to walk all over you and send you running back to your master? I’ve treated you with a level of decency and respect, don’t confuse the piss I take as legitimate shots but that will continue when the dust settles and I’m standing well and truly above you as New Breed champion.  When the title rests around my waist, draped over my shoulder or clutched firmly in my hand, when your “historic” reign ends, I’ll show you what you should have done when every opportunity and every chance to further your career arises and I’ll teach everyone who stands on the lower rung of the ladder what they should expect the day they inevitably dethrone me. When someone like me steps up and becomes champion, the likelihood of regressing just isn’t going to happen. Even the idea of having to change and evolve is unlikely, I have no reason to. I’ve stood where you stand; I’ve felt the constant pressure to perform and waved off the constant pressure from those who want to taste the same success. I too have left them looking for answers and it’s that experience. It’s experience that you learn as a champion. The shoe being on the other foot allows me to understand the immense pressure you’re feeling right now. But I unfortunately don’t know what it’s like to wake up every damn morning and realise I’m one day, one hour, one minute…one second closer to losing something so precious. All I know is that by the same measurements of time, I wake up realizing I’m closer to tasting my first bit of glory. Ryan, the question is perhaps best answered by you. What will you do when the prize you clearly cling to, the prize you have so much pride in holding is stripped away? Do you fight to regain it? Do you try to beat me? Or do you move on, set your sights on greater glory instead of locking yourself in a pool you’re simply too big for? Voltage will cap off the first of many chapters of my career in EAW and I’ll prove what I stated on that very first night, that I’m just better. This won’t be made personal on my behalf Ryan; I don’t stoop to such levels. This is, at this point, just strictly business and the tide of our industry. You’re unfortunately just standing between me and greatness. Take solace in the fact you’re not the first, nor the last.

You know, they say where there’s a beginning…I’ll see you Friday night.

I am not here to make friends or play around, I am here to take control and put everyone in their place. The most prestigious prize in this organization will soon be mine and there is nothing anyone can do to stop that, though please feel free to try as I welcome competition with open arms. Just don't be too surprised when those arms leave your body limp and unconscious from one of my chokes, provided you do not tap soon enough.

Once you step in that ring with me, you are a threat and what I tend to instinctively do with threats is eliminate them and in cases such as this where I must prove myself, I will do it as violently as possible with no regrets. I am not thinking about your life or safety once that bell rings, so if I break your neck, please do not try to sue me for everything I'm worth as I'm really not worth a whole lot at the moment. Thank you for your consideration and I look forward to seeing you all soon.

Oh, I fell off hard. Look at me standing in the mirror right now with shave cream shaving off my beard. Hairline all the way back here and I don't even have a six pack anymore. But regardless, I'm back. It's not like I planned my returned awhile ago; it was something that happened randomly. I'm not even sure if I'm mentally ready for this again. 

I'm not being around the bush about anything. I'm not hiding about how I left or why I left. That seems to be your only argument here. I've said from the beginning that I fucked up, but I've accepted it. Why can't you? And that's the thing..I'm stepping into the ring with Hurricane Hawk. But WHO are you? What makes you so good or fascinating? You have yet to answer either of those questions. In fact the only thing you've done is said that you've stayed around and haven't left yet. Good for you. Oh you still on how I left? Where is that getting you? I lost to Colin Kaline and where is he now? It's not even like he was falling off before he beat me; he beat me at the ''peak'' of his career so I have nothing to be ashamed of.

Anything else about Colin or my title reign? I was the glue that held Project E.G.O. together and everyone knows it. Like I said a few days ago, you wish the spotlight was on you in Generation Genesis like it was on me in E.G.O. It's funny because many people would consider that time the peak of your career and you still couldn't get the recognition that I got. You see the only thing you. You never sold your soul, but you had no problem punting Vixens in the head. If we're being real here I'm more dangerous in the ring than you because I feed off of energy. I don't have a playbook or film that you can study before a match. Everything about you is predictable. At this point you don't even have an identity. You can't stick to anything because you don't know how to stay relevant. 

What have you accomplished this week, other than bringing up things I already know. Yeah, I lost to Colin and I left. I fucked up a couple of times and so have you. My story is far from finished and I think we're still on chapter six.  You're stuck on the same page and refusing to turn to the next chapter. I don't know how my career will end from this point forward, but I know for a fact that killing your confidence and beating you is something that HAS to happen. This is something that I must do. And to be honest, I don't even want to end your career I just want to make it that much tougher for you to get up in the morning.

Yeah, you just calling a quits would be too easy. I want each day to seem like a year and I want it to drag on forever. It's one thing to beat someone and it's another thing to kill their spirit. Killing your spirit has became a goal of mine. You keep talking about ''they''. Newsflash: I'm not doing this for anyone. I'm doing this for me. Which means the only person I can fail is myself.