VOLTAGE II: OPENING THE WOUND.JUST STOP, PLEASE. YOU’RE KILLING ME WITH THE CRINGE.[Nathan Fiora is seen talking on the phone and relaxing on an office chair. He has his feet on top of a table and looking at himself, using the reflection of the EAW Hardcore title. The phone call ends and a cameraman begins to talk to Nathan. His facial expressions show that he is very calm about what is being told to him and even laughs at times. Rebecca Sawyer is also present, who’s laughing with him. The cameraman begins to call the time before the cameras begin to record and Nathan does nothing to prepare.]3.....2.....1.....ACTION! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, PLEASE WELCOME THE MOST ENTERTAINING, CHARISMATIC AND IMPORTANT MAN IN EAW EAW TODAY...NATHAN FIORA! WELCOME TO THE FIORA REPORT.Aw, shucks, guys. This is truly an honor to be around you all with the beautiful Rebecca Sawyer and my great camera crew. Do you all want to know what’s the opposite of that? Being around Christian Locke. He’s trying to crack all of these jokes and make me look like a fool. Here’s the worst part about that; he probably thinks it’s working. Honestly, everyone knows that Locke is trying to do this to piss me off. Good job, buddy; it worked! My biggest question is why the hell would you want to make me angry? That’s not the smartest choice someone would make, but then again, you’ve never made a smart choice in your life. This guy decides to question if I am the biggest draw that this company has right now. Locke, millions of people watched that match, buddy. Check the statistics and do whatever else because you’re obviously talking out of your ass; my match was the most viewed thing on Voltage last night. For weeks, people had been talking about it and getting excited about it, and they got their money’s worth. I tore the house down with five other talented individuals in a match where all of us could’ve died. Christian doesn’t know anything about putting your body on the line, though; he does love taking the easy way out of things like the bitch he is. That’s the difference about you and I; I take things like a man and I will bleed and put everything at stake just to win. That’s what happened when we teamed up, Locke. I put my weight into the match we had and actually, I won it for us! What a surprise, I’m actually doing all the work. It wasn’t you who was trying to maintain the peace between Ray and I; we had made an agreement already. You were the one who decided to complain and you tried so hard to make me look like I wasn’t worthy of teaming up with the “Almighty” Christian Locke. Ray and I did have some issues because he decided to insult the most important person in my life. That’s all in the past now, but one thing does remain; I’m still better than him. Hey, go ahead and insult my story all you want; it’s only going to make me want to bash your head into the mat so much more. Here’s the other thing about you and I; you have depended on someone to get you to where you’re at. Your little parents who decided to raise some bastard of a child; they really didn’t do their job right. Sending an imbecile out into the world wouldn’t be part of my parent bucket list. But, hey! I wouldn’t know anything because Jesus Christian himself knows what’s best for the world and his own imagination. He loves living in his fantasies where he gets the girls and the good money, but it’s really his right hand and minimum wage paychecks.
[Nathan grabs his Hardcore title and begins to play clips of the tag team match where he teamed up with Raymundo Rhyse and Christian Locke. All of the men are pulling in their weight and completely dominating the competition. There seems to be some bitterness between all three, though.]I wasn’t expecting anyone to be a team player in this match, but I’m also sure that mostly everyone on the team sucked it up and didn’t complain that whole week. Hey, Locke, let me give you a silver spoon full of everything you don't work hard enough for! While I’m at it, let me change your diapers because you expect everything to be given and done for you. I didn’t get anything done for me, boy. I did everything alone and hell, I could’ve beaten all the guys that we faced all by myself. You said that you hated me because I decided to take charge, but guess what happened when I took charge? WE WON DOMINANTLY. I know you’re going to deny the fact that you followed my lead throughout the match, but I was leading that time and that’s why I picked up the win for the team. You took out someone for the team and you’re calling it a sacrifice? Okay, god. Why don’t you save every one of us from your god awful attempts at trying to be hip and cool? That’d be sooo nice. What else would be nice? It would be so nice for you to just stop making all of these false claims and trying to make a story that suits you. I was 3-0 at the time and surprisingly I have one of the better records in EAW right now. Pain For Pride was one of the losses I took and sure, it disappointed me, but at the end of the day, it didn’t matter. Do you want to know why it didn’t matter? This company hands out title shots like there’s no tomorrow. This mysterious opportunity, The 24/7 contract, Cash in the Vault, and King of Elite are just a few examples of how anyone can win a title match. So the more that I think about it, your title opportunity doesn’t mean jack. That doesn’t help the fact that the way to win was to throw people over some ropes. You treat this victory like it’s the best thing that’s happened in EAW in the last month, but that’s definitely not true. The way you define greatness is getting praise from EAW Legends, guys who are simply done with business. They can call you the next big thing, but you may not realize this; I’m slowly creeping up into that scene. You made this joke where no one who I was, but now everyone does. No one knows what I’m going to do next and hell, I might as well win my own opportunity for a world title. I can become one of the only men to ever hold the Hardcore and a World Title at the same time; and even if that didn’t happen, I’d still be better than you, Locke. People know that I’m the hottest talent that’s in EAW right now; I’ve risen to the occasion consistently and that won’t be changing anytime soon. Many individuals have come out and stated that I am the future of this company and that I’m getting better by the week. This isn’t coming from Ashten Cross or anyone who kisses up to me; it’s from people who simply have respect for taking this seriously. You see, Locke, I didn’t need Ashten to win this Hardcore Title and I won’t need him to beat you. Christian, you will need something; you’ll need a couple of stretchers and an ambulance after I beat the respect out of you. That isn’t some joke or false claim; you won’t be leaving this ring in one piece because of me.
[Fiora hands his Hardcore Championship off to Rebecca Sawyer, who is very impressed by Nathan’s words. Nathan seems to be getting more angry, but he shows it off in a different way. He smiles as his anger elevates and begins to laugh a little.]Woah, woah, woah, woah. Who the hell gave you the right to decide if someone’s a star or not? Isn’t Christian Locke the same man who said, and I quote “I don’t have a god complex in the first place”? This man is the scummiest of scum; he continues to contradict himself. It’s sad, really. A man who can’t even tell the truth and tries to lie to himself doesn’t have any right to be deciding who is good or not. Then again, a lot of people have told me those exact words. So Christian, I think I have a good and new nickname for you: Mr. Same Old Shit. What have you said that’s different to anyone else that I’ve faced? Wait for it...oh here it comes: Nothing. You say that I wanted that contract and sure, I did at the time, but I’ve reflected on the situation. What’s the point of getting a contract when I can just get a world title match in a few months? I mean, I won the Hardcore Title in two months, so it shouldn’t be much longer until I earn and beat a World Champion for their title. There is no saltiness around here; I think it’s simply the fact that I don’t like you at all. Ha, you’re funnier than I thought you would be. You keep saying all of this crap and expect me to take it? No, I’m not taking any of it right now or ever. I will have my Pain For Pride moment and you’ll just have to watch from the sidelines. I will be in the main event while you’re just there, regretting every single thing you’ve said about me. So losing at Pain For Pride isn’t the biggest of my worries right now. I’m focusing on the present and making sure that my future is set up for success. Right now, you’re in my way and trying to prevent me from what I really deserve. I don’t really care because all I need to do is punch your smug ass face into the ground and laugh as you complain about how you lost. You’ll be all like “I lost unfairly! Boo-hoo, feel bad for me everyone”. I remember you wouldn’t stop bitching about how you got paired up with Ray and I that one week, but hey, that’s none of my business right? The Great Christian Locke doesn’t complain; he’s the greatest man of all time and will never make a mistake. But I’ll give you a ton of reasons to complain because I’ll be right here, year after year, topping every single thing that you’re doing. You’ll continue to claim that you’re better but the gap will be gone; you’ll be under me; you’ll be wanting to be like me. This was evident in Hardcore scramble match I had last week on Voltage Live. I risked my livelihood just to get my hands on the Hardcore title. My back pain is always gonna be there and every single day, I’m living with this pain. I don’t care about what happens to me; all I care about is the end result. So Christian, what are you willing to sacrifice in order to beat me? The biggest part that’s gotten me pissed off at you is that you’re constantly undermining great talent. You did it to Ray and I and now you’re doing it to all of the 5 other competitors in this match. They kicked ass and they made this match must-see, but you won’t recognize that. You can’t accept the fact that you’re so irrelevant at the moment. Sure, you tossed Hurricane Hawk and Liam Catterson, but where are they now? Oh yeah, they’re not here anymore, so why should I care about you tossing them out? Also, why should I care about Kenny Drake and Nico Borg? They’ve been in the losing side of things since Pain For Pride. Me? I’ve been on top of the world right now. I’m partying, training, improving my skills in the ring, on TV talk shows, and enjoying my life. Christian, you say that I’m doing my job by working my ass off, but I’m here’s the thing. People give up and they stop doing their jobs. I’m still doing my job and extending those endeavors by outperforming every being in existence. Look Christian, I know your mom called you special, but I don’t think she meant that you were the good kind of special. So your “not special” claims don’t bother me at all; you’ve only proved that you’re the biggest joke I’ve faced yet. They don’t call me “The Universal Kid” for nothing.
[Nathan puts his feet back onto the table and thinks. He begins to focus on a screen in front of him, showing Christian Locke’s best performances. Fiora begins to write down some notes and hands them to Rebecca, who begins to smirk. Rebecca hands the notes to the camera crew and they all begin to laugh at once. Nathan grabs a few blank sheets of paper, along with tape to cover the screen.]Ah, that’s the best way to watch Christian Locke, ain’t it? Not having to see any of his cringeworthy matches. Also, listening him say that he misses the old me was a bit refreshing, but hilarious. Aww, you miss the young and awkward guy who’s evolved into something you only can dream of? I know, it’s hard to be me, but you don’t have to hide the truth. I was like you, but then I actually became better than you, so that’s why you hate me so much. If anything, I don’t need to grow anything to look good; all the ladies have been on me since I started wrestling. I don’t need to prove my manhood by growing a lame ass beard like you, Mr. Locke. Once a woman has been around me for one minute, they know what a true man really is. But I digress; why are you trying so hard to be funny? Look, making fun of my appearance is just childish. You need to get better jokes if you’re even going to be on my level, pal. Your jokes are almost as bad as Haruna’s chances at winning Empress of Elite;
#RootingForAria. I do what I want and if you don’t like it, I don’t care. I like to leave my mark wherever I go, so if there’s writing on the walls, it stays there. If I have something to declare, I say it. Stop trying to act like my mother, Locke; you don’t know what’s best for me. This opportunity is the biggest thing going on in Voltage this week, so obviously you want to be a part of it. That opportunity will be something good, but it won’t just go to you. If anything, it’ll go to the man on a roll and I’ll beat anyone who wins these matches, but I’ll start with you. Here’s the thing, Locke, if you don’t like the current EAW title match, why don’t you just cash in that opportunity? This is what is so annoying about you; you can’t just stop complaining about everything you don’t like. You won’t do anything and you’ll learn how to shut your mouth when I’m done with you.
[Nathan grabs the Hardcore Title and sets it on a stand, right next to it. The camera angles and begins to take a 360 degree shot of the title. Then the camera focuses on the name on the title: “Nathan Fiora”.]Hey, I didn’t decide if the title was on the line or not. Blame General Manager Carlos Rosso on that one. But then again, do you deserve to have a title shot against a guy like me? Nah, you really don’t. You’ll be in a Hardcore match, against me. That means that you won’t survive what I’ll do to you and you’ll be nowhere near the victory. Basically, you’ll be in my domain and I’ll make you my lapdog. So if you want the title, why don’t you actually cash in before the match begins and I’ll make sure that I give you the match that you want. A match that everyone will be mentioning next week. Then again, you’re not that kind of person; you’d rather cash in on some useless champion on one of those B-brand shows. Hmm, now you said that you could take the title off of me and everything I have? That’s so interesting, but yet so idiotic. The only reason people called the EAW Title match the match of the week is because it’s the EAW title; people give it the top spot in the card. The Hardcore title needs to be built up and I’m the right man for the job. If you wanted a taste of Extreme Answers Wrestling, then everyone wants to see the Hardcore title match. If you want a taste of Elite Answers Wrestling, then you should go watch the EAW Championship match. End of story. I won the title and now Mr. Christian Grey here wants to control my life and take everything away from me. But insulting my female friend is unacceptable. Do you really nothing else to say to me? She has nothing to do with this, kid. She is the realest person that you ever meet, and she might teach you a thing or two about being real. Actually, she doesn’t need to see me in the dark because she definitely loves seeing me in the light. If anything, the women that only want you are cougars, because they got an addiction to children. They love kids who can’t show the world their worth and love sitting around, being a Social Justice Warrior all day like you, Christian. So you can go get your grandmothers at retirement homes and let the young stick to the man who has all the stuff to keep her satisfied. I’ll beat you; you’re not as good as Y2Impact and you’re not even on Venom’s level; just take the L. Your laziness and pure idiocy will leave you in the dark. I was giving 20 percent to each man; with you, I have another 80 percent to spare. This won’t be some Christian Locke victory story; this is gonna be your ass beating, live on television. Now allow me to say my phrase and drop this imaginary mic.
THIS IS THE FIORA REGIME, LOCKE. WELCOME TO BEING MY OFFICIAL BITCH. [Fiora grabs his title and walks away with Rebecca Sawyer. The camera crew are applauding and chanting Fiora’s name. The cameras follow them as there are many flashes are visibly seen. The camera fades to black.] 
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