"Countless amount of men have held Championships, multiple men have held two different titles, but never in EAW has there been an extremist or Vixen that’s been at the top of the Tag Team Division by themselves." ~ Monstro


Um...what tag team division exactly...? Let's see here, there's Dynamite Rain, Demon's Council, THOR, and then a bunch of NEO teams. Now I never intended to come into EAW as a tag team competitor. I originally wanted to be the next big thing to hit this place. I wanted to prove I was better than the two premier guys ahead of me at the time of my debut, those being Ryan Savage and Terry Chambers. Seeing as how both of them are on the main roster now I should be the top talent here on NEO now technically huh? Well that would be the case, if only it weren't for you Monstro. Now I want to make something perfectly clear to you. And that is that yes, you did defeat me last week on NEO. You kept me down for the one...two...three. But I'm the type of man who get's right back up from a defeat. I know how to take a loss don't worry. I've only had three of them. First to Zack Crash, second to Dynamite Rain, and third was to you last week. I've had way more triumphs than defeats though. I've beaten Victor Vendetta, I've beaten Terry Chambers, and I've beaten Ryan Savage. I have proven that I can go with the best of them here on NEO. My time in the "developmental scene" reall shouldn't be too much longer. They might need to keep me down here however, seeing as I am more consistent of a performer than about ninety percent of the NEO roster, hmpf. But you see, every man has that one guy who will follow him throughout his career. Every man has that one guy who he is destined to compete against time and time again. Every man has that guy who will go down in history as his greatest personal rival throughout his journey to chase the dream of one day being the best damn extremist this company has ever seen. I think last week I found that man for me. Monstro I can tell, you and The Nas are virtually opposite. Personality wise, Ideoligy wise, etcetera etcetera etcetera. The Nas says that all great rivalries happen between men who's career paths go hand in hand, always. The Nas himself debuted just a few weeks before you did Monstro. Although you and The Nas may be very different, you're the same in a few ways as well. Both of us are at the very top here on NEO. We are both young stars just waiting to explode onto the scene of the main rosters. And we both are here in "The Land of Extreme" for the exact same reason. And that is to become the single greatest extremist that there ever was, just as The Nas said earlier. The Nas says that he don't care about these damn cups. He didn't even want to win them. The only thing The Nas saw was a way to make an immediate impact. That being becoming the inagural Young Lion Tag Team Cup Holder. Well The Nas says that he really isn't a Tag Team Competitor at heart. And that is because he don't like sharing the ring. The Nas says that he wants to face you Monstro...alone. I don't need that stupid piece of trash Aren Mstislav holding me down anymore. And I don't need him holding me back from a victory come Hellbound. And I especially don't need him screwing me over by getting himself pinned or forced to tap out. Aren come Hellbound, hell is going to find you in the unlikeliest of sources...Monstro, The Nas says that he will see you at Hellbound in singles competition for the tag team cups. And he don't give a damn what you, Aren, Jake Mercer, or anybody else has to say about it. As a matter a fact, there's only two things which any of you can do about it, absolutely nothin and LIKE IT!

*At the unloading area of an airport, Carlos Rosso, GI Styles and Poison are all waiting for their bags to come along. As this is happening, however, GI appears to be frozen where he stands as he looks with a completely emotionless expression towards his phone, while Poison appears to be slightly worried and Carlos completely exasperated*
 
Carlos: Look, man. It had to happen eventually. You’re both on the same brand, so it was probably impossible that this wouldn’t have happened. Just…I don’t know.
 
*As their bags came around, Carlos lifted all of them out and, after it becoming obviously clear that GI wasn’t moving, he just sighed, dropped GI’s bags at his feet, before heading off, leaving his tag team partner to continue standing there. Suddenly moving, GI begins to purse his lip, and looks back towards where he just came out of. Throwing his phone back into his pocket, he eventually walks off screen himself, as the screen quickly fades to black*
 
*The feed fades back in, now taking place several hours later at a gym, where GI is working over a punching bag. As he lays down shot after shot, he appears to be heavily sweating, as the very tape around his wrists begins to wear down as he continues to work on the bag. After throwing in a few more shots, GI spins around and nails a strong Roundhouse Kick onto the bag, causing it to almost break away from its chain, before it swings back to GI, and sends him falling to the ground after hitting him in the leg. Sighing heavily, GI gets up as he appears to be fine, but quickly grabs a bottle of Gatorade and starts drinking it*
 
GI: OK. I may as well go in reverse order of people I’m pissed off with. Havier Williams…I will admit one thing. You and Eddie somewhat surprised me with how much of a problem you gave to Dynamite Rain. I didn’t expect you to be a complete pushover, but there were actually times when I thought we might have lost. Kudos to you on that, but I really need to level with you here, Hav…While our match on ShowDown ended in a less-than-glamorous non-result, you have to understand the gap in talents we are faced with. I have shot for World Championships, and you aim for the tag belts. I had the most memorable National Extreme title reign of all time, and you had a rather forgettable New Breed title reign. I am staking a claim to be a future Hall of Famer and a perennial historical name in this industry, and you are fighting just to remain employed. There are no true equals in this world, and that is certainly true between me and you, Havier. Now, don’t take this for me underestimating you. I refuse to do that to anyone. I am a staunch realist, so the principles of ‘Any Given Sunday’ hold painstakingly true to me, just as they should for anyone. When I fight, I fight knowing full well what you are capable of. I also fight knowing full well what I am capable of and that is where he faces a grand mismatch. I might have to keep an eye out for your group of fellow mooks, but to me, it doesn’t matter if I have to match blows with the Dark Demon himself to beat you. When we match up Dynamite Rain with any combination of Demon’s Council, we come out on top, always. The thing is, Cash in the Vault is something which would open a lot of doors for me. It would finally get the “Not a World Champion in EAW” monkey off my back, and since I am far more competent than Eddie Mack, I know I could succeed if I picked the right window. I know I’ll be fighting an uphill battle all the way, but for me to even begin that journey, I’ll need to complete the very achievable task of beating you. You will be my first footstep, Havier, and quite frankly, the way my will is formed now, if you want to take what I currently desire away from me- just like you failed to do at Dia Del Diablo- you’re going to have to go through hell and back to do it. Trust me on that.
 
So with that out of the way…
 
Yeah, Carlos. You’re right. This day had to come eventually. Dynamite Rain vs Tyler Parker and Y2Impact. OK. First off, Imp...If I was to say I respected anyone in this business, you would probably be fairly high up that list. Maybe not Carlos or Jaywalker high, but the fact that I beat you one-on-one, and that I didn’t need to stick to the lowest common denominator, is one of the top accomplishments in my career. Not that I haven’t beaten many other people over my time who are equal to, or even better than you, but the fact that at that time I considered myself still an outsider beating you in your own house…I hope this doesn’t come off as childish fanboyism, but when I’m old and senile, that is probably going to be one of my last memories to go, just because it represented the exact time when I officially made it in EAW. It was the first time when I thought that “Hey. Maybe I can be a World Champion in this company. Maybe I can be a big thing here”. It’s the time when I stopped becoming an outsider, and when I finally accepted myself as a big part of this company for many years to come. Yes, this sounds ridiculous since even to this day I do not regret what Carlos and I said which lead to the formation of the Quintessential Trailblazers. While I still dispute the legitimacy of your title win, my main point of focus is that, while this company is still only considered by me to be the group of people who sign my pay cheque, by beating you I could finally call this a place which could no longer simply dismiss me at a moment’s notice, like so many other companies have in the past. Any future success I will have in this company I place the starting point of it all from that point, so for me, every time I face you, it will hold an admittedly irrational significance to me, as I do not want to undermine that win any more than I have to. Obviously, losing won’t destroy me- or at least it won’t if you are responsible for the win- But for me this is all a matter of pride and legacy. Where the personal issues come into this problem lies with your tag partner.
 
So Tyler…Did I ever congratulate you for beating me?  I probably didn’t, and will continue not to, despite the fact that you earned it. You see, while I would naturally hate any many who took that title away from me, after what I did for it, it’s not like I can blame you for beating me. We all have our jobs and motivations, and you were more successful than me in the end. What I do have a problem with is one point which, once again is irrational, but will always be something I will hold against you. You received what I consider to be the closest thing in this company to a World Championship without it actually being classified as such, and while you should have been in a position to demand a 2014 Hall of Fame bid…You dropped it. Yeah, you went through a tough match against me, and yeah you had to face a fresh and healthy Sekaiichi Hatsukoi, but look at you now. You gained a throne, but lost your crown in the process. It wouldn’t make any sense for me to blame you for this, and yet I do. That’s what pisses me off most about this whole situation. Not only did you beat me for a title I carried on my back for 11 months, but now it means jack all because the title union our match was supposed to represent amounted to nothing, so instead of being a jewel in the crown of the worthy victor, it’s now a remarkable consolation prize and a monument to Sekaiichi finally winning for once in his career. Should I hate you for that? No, because you really can’t be blamed. And yet…I do. I want to say this is nothing personal, Tyler, but it is. It’s illogical, it’s ridiculous, it defies everything I stand for…But for what happened to you, I now use this as a chance to at least try to pretend to myself that things could have gone a different way. Yes, this can’t undo the good work you did back in March. Yes, we are in a remarkably different situation as you face off against Dynamite Rain with Y2Impact in your corner instead of this being a singles contest. But honestly, while I seem calm now, at the moment I am consumed with rage and would like nothing better than to kick you so hard and so repeatedly in the skull that you have to be carted off to hospital. I’m not QUITE that irrational, but despite all reason, I feel you slighted me Tyler, and quite frankly…It’s time for you to pay.
 

*GI clenches his teeth and his fists, as he avoids looking directly into the camera. As he starts taking out his anger on his hand tape, which is almost ripping as his knuckles drag away from each other, the camera fades to black, fearing that an profanity laden rant may be incoming*

For the past few months, the flashbacks of my time as Elite champion have been stuck inside my head. Possessing the control of almost the entire brand, killing the competition, becoming the MOST outbreak young superstar were just among few things I had accomplished during my reign…oh boy were those good times. I’ve waited for the same opportunity to pop up yet again and it looks like it’s finally happening this Friday night. Hellbound is the place where I fulfill my destiny. I’ll be combatting Terry Chambers for Young Lions Cup. A lot of people have interviewed and asked me the same question over and over again: Mr. Predator, what are your thoughts on Young Lions Cup? I have had my fair share of time to contemplate about it now and honestly I don’t know what to say. Speaking my honest opinion, I don’t crave it or thirst unlike my opposition whose life depends on it. The title has been extremely overlooked, all because the title was just thrown at every single novice entering the business. Unlike the old days, where you had to paint the name of your opponent with his blood JUST to earn a contract with the company. If you wanted to become the holder of the most inferior championship, you had to take 6 months, years, and hell maybe even never. On the other hand, if you were like me, a part of the breed of extraordinary performers, it only took you THREE months to achieve second-class title; it’s damn scary. One thing I can say about the Young Lions Cup however is it will change as you know it. The transformation that will make a rusty steel into a gold is happening right now and its been happening since the predator has set his eyes on it; this is not a dream, this is the reality. Who knows when I will be called up to the main roster because they are still having hard time to recover from all the damage that I took two years ago. However, once I do enter the main roster, this will be the most wanted cup or title, whatever you want to call it, in the HISTORY of this industry. It will the be the most competitive cup ever to exist in this business because it will be sitting on the shoulders of the greatest of all time and it is going to stay there for as long as I want it! Speaking of that, hey how are you doing Terry? I really hope you are alive and doing well because every time I try to have a conversation with you, you seem to be dodging it with me and are really quiet. It’s the times like these that I start to really think what guys like you do all day. Do you cut yourself, smoke some weed and get high? It is just so ludicrous that no one ever hears anything from the brand’s “champion”. You know usually when you see a new guy coming into business, the first thing he would say is: “You know I’ve seen the Young Lion’s Cup holder perform, I really like him and it would be a dream come true if I could beat him just once”. But you don’t hear that very often Terry, do you? Has anybody even heard your name on the roster? I mean I only found out that you existed after Ambush when I received my shot at the cup.  Having said that though, I guess I can’t really blame you for being quiet. I mean how can you look me in the eye and say anything after all the things that you have done to me here?  I feel really sorry for you Terry, I really do. You and me all know very well why you are here. You are here because you were randomly thrown into the pack and was handed Young Lions Cup on a silver platter.  You yourself probably didn’t realize at that moment what had just happened; maybe that event explains why the past cup holder Ryan Savage gave you a freebie and left to become New Breed Champion. In my two months time that I have been here, I haven’t seen you win a single match and honestly it doesn’t come to me as a surprise. I still remember that match against your two minions when you were trying to strike me from that back and we all know how that went… Speaking more about our match, everyone here in this company knows what’s the outcome is going to be; even EAW management is well aware about the obvious winner of this match up. They could have just handed the cup to me and kept you alive, but no they leave your body to be perished and shredded apart, because I guess they just hate you. It’s the same story how you’ve been booked to Showdown during the past few weeks, you are like a small little rabbit that is used to feed hungry wolves lurking around the dark forest. This Friday night, I am doing YOU a favor and sending you back to where you belong…the back of the line. See you there.

(Jaywalker is seen at a Jaywalkerinc assembly line with a serious look on his face stamping things coming down the conveyer belt with his logo on it after checking them to see if they are in proper form. Some items get stamped with his name in approval, others get picked up and thrown into a pile to be deposed of.)

I'm not a tattooist
I am not a commissioned artist.

My penmanship, my signature, my brand, isn't put to use to decorate and bring art to a blank canvas, it is to prove what is certified mine and approved to wear my mark.

(Suddenly EAW vixen photo shoot pictures of Cameron start coming down the conveyer belt.)

I am the Warner Brothers with their logo appearing at the start of most of your favourite films.
I am China in which the print says most of your products are made from.
I am Sony that owns the greatest game franchises in the world.

(Jaywalker takes joy into stamping all of the Cameron pictures with his stamp and then when one showing her backside comes down the conveyer he stamps down on it with purpose and smiles at the camera.)

Cameron is my property! That's what the brand on her back signifies! Every time her cutesy face appears on a television screen or an advertised event poster you are seeing my product on display, I should be getting paid royalties whenever EAW profits off Cameron, but I'll settle with the self-satisfaction that every time Cameron undresses at night before going to bed she is reminded of me despite trying to get me out of her mind all day long. Whenever ANYONE sees Cameron, be it creeps who undress her with their eyes or her biggest supporters, they remember my mark is there on her. Why do I go this far and say these things? Why no remorse for the fallen and downtrodden? BECAUSE THEY ASKED FOR IT! Cameron challenged me to a FPV championship match as if she was worthy and capable of surmounting me! HBB let her challenge me! Cameron placed her disgusting lips on my cheeks to place her hickey on my face and left it as a sign that soon she'd be leaving something permanent on me later! Cameron was willing to brand me forever, HBB was willing to interfere to help her brand his once best friend! And you'd best believe if the American Dream had succeeded you'd never have heard the end of what they did to me from their mouths! Now the jokes on them because I overcame interference, vilification and many a close calls, to triumph and place my brand of work on Cameron's body for the rest of her days and I get to do and say whatever I want! Because that's what winners can and should do! That's what you are given when someone becomes yours, I'm just enjoying the benefits of a good days work and am proud of my signature going around the globe, I'm sure CEOs and other business owners do it all the time when they see their mark on the big screen.


Now no man will ever look at Cameron the same, men don't even like listening about their girls having other men in the past, some music artists even make headlines with disses about how "they hit it first", but now the guy would have to deal with seeing MY sign whenever he's around her? That's just too much! I bet you that's secretly the real reason you're calling me out on Dynasty isn't HBB? The reason why you showed up at the FPV at the last second trying to cost me the match despite how you kept going on and on about how Cameron could handle herself! I put be difficult for you HBB, you were once such a stud, a playboy, now all you are in this world is a beta male! The beta who passively let his partner in crime become branded with the much more aggressive alpha! People often forget, but humans are still animals, we still have those beastly instincts behind our souls and intellectual prowess, it is still the ultimate insult for another male to come into another's territory doing as he wants, it is the job of the male beast to often protect his female other and you failed to do so when I walked in and had my way with Cameron. If it makes you feel better old friend, Cameron fought a lot better than I thought she would, she marginally gained my respect on that night, which makes it all the more sweeter that such a feral and tough little lady like Cameron was tamed and had he independence taken away. I feel like a hunter.....no this had an ever better feeling of forbiddance and rare prey caught, I feel like a POACHER who just caught his first endangered species and is just waiting to sell that illusive fur on the black market, because they don't make women like Cameron anymore. Don't get me wrong, she's still not my type, her personality is way too annoying to the point I don't honestly know how you deal with it so much with how much time you must work together as a team, I just kind of enjoy her like a man would enjoy a trophy wife, I like to point at her and say my brands right there in her tramp stamp position devilishly rearing its head whenever she doesn't have a long shirt on to hide behind.

Speaking of the tramp stamp, someone who probably knows all about how Cameron should of had one a long time ago to reveal her true nature is my old faction mate, the understudy of Generation Genesis all grown up, Hurricane Hawk! Hawk I'll give you credit, you handled your woman much better than HBB did who even let her RETIRE HIM before he returned of course, for awhile you kept Cameron in line! Or so I heard. But even you Hawk didn't place your brand on Cameron to permanently teach her what place she belongs in under you. There was never official evidence that Cameron was your property, and that's how she was eventually able to break away from you disrespectfully. Geez, just like the old days where I taught him Jaywalking, I still have to teach Hawk how things are done. Ha! I kid, I kid, enough about Cameron.


This won't be personal Hawk, in fact of all the people who I have been grouped with you're probably one of the few rare jewels who actually did the young next big star thing right, you did what Bobby Cash, JBB and Troy Conway were supposed to do and failed, you and EE were the ones who never let me and the rest of the big teams I've been in down as the future. You went out and made a name for yourself, even going as far as entering the Hall of Fame! Which as the Hall of Fame Champion means to me that you are now my competition. I won't throw any punches, and every man knows that you take hits with a glass jaw, oh you always come in strong but you eventually fade out of EAW in quick time, nothing new, nothing surprising. You went from future to the present, but then you also became the past just as quickly. How long will you last this time? Don't answer! You've made promises you can't keep once to many when it comes to that question I'm sure. Why wouldn't I pull that trick to leave Generation Genesis? Everything went to shit just as I said it would when Banks wasn't leader and Impact was making bad decisions that involved Starr taking advantage of us to the point I had to defeat him at PFP, under Impact's rule you and Bank's spent most of the time fighting over a seemingly pregnant Maria who should never have been allowed to join the team in the first place, LC was being LC and Impact was ignoring everything until you all disbanded, I see no reason why I should have stuck around for that instead of pulling off my John Alloy scheme, especially since I never agreed to be under anyone but Banks who brought me to this business.You say I haven't been the same since Generation Genesis and oh boy are you right for all the wrong reasons, I didn't stop being at the top, it was after I left that faction that I able to step back in true top form, hell arguably even better than my old form because I've obtained so many things that even alluded a multiple time world champion, match of the year winner and WHC year winner. Have you ever been extremist of the year Hawk? Have you ever gone on a hot streak that lasted an entire year without EVER being defeated? Didn't thinks so, then again not many can even remember the last time you've stayed for a year to the end, but all of those things are things I did after Generation Genesis. In fact I'm surprised you tried to go the has been route with me Hawk, YOU HAWKY?!! Hawky I know you've been in out of the EAW loop and probably don't know what I've been doing, but even if I had been down in the dumps for the last few years you'd still not be the best one to talk.


See you shouldn't have tried going there Hawk because I might have let you save face due to old times because I still remember fondly the days you were a good little student ready to learn and improve from the rest of the team, but since you decided to pull an American Dream by starting something you can't win I'll put you down. What I remember most within your a thousand failed returns, in utter contrast to me a return of the year award winner, was that in one of them you were meant to lead Team EAW, originally what you dubbed Hawknation, only for them to rebuff your team name while Eddie Mack, EDDIE FUCKING MACK, stole your thunder to the point you got jealous and turned on your own team. Isn't that the real reason you hate heroism? Oh sure you like to make it sound like it's about how good guys have to lose for the fans and bla bla bla while villainy is the perfect way to succeed, but the fact of the matter is that you TRIED being a hero and you just weren't good at it. While being a great villain has proven lucrative, I've also fit the hero role to perfection, I've been cheered at the main event of PFP and I've won championship after championship with the people's approval, being a "good guy" was never about being a loser. These days however I'm not about spreading silly things like good or evil, I prefer things more pragmatic as I just demolish everything that is put in front of me and separate the real from the fakes! Cya on Dynasty, you're entire authenticity shall be checked with the finest of detail under this microscope that is my wrestling ability. Will you pass at the end of this assembly line?


(Jaywalker picks up an item)


Or will you be proven defective and thrown into the pile sent for the incinerator?


(Jaywalker playfully throws it lightly in the air and back into his hand again and again as if inspecting it while the camera goes black.)

No matter how much discrimination we have to endure, no matter how much adversity comes our way, we continue to persevere on a daily basis. Going to war and achieving victory comes with a downside, injuries were sustained, careers were shortened, and legacies were created. Enduring flames that were at every corner, I managed to fend them off, and I stand here, stronger than before. ...Now....my legacy begins.

Despite our constant success, despite our constant domination of our adversaries... Hades and I have become accustomed to being doubted. We have continuously distinguished ourselves from the rest of EAW, making our superiority apparent. But people continue to live on in denial. The House of Renegades may never be bestowed with the proper recognition that we deserve, but this adversity only strengthens us. In one night, the faction that people have continuously placed us under lost two of its members in the flames. I didn't come out unscathed, none of us did. I have the wounds to prove it, being set on fire, setting others on fire, it's all just a mess of despicable actions, in the eyes of many that is. But in our eyes, it was a requirement, an action that needed to transpire, and we took it into our hands to commence the imminent downfall of Demon and his council. But something else that is imminent is my legacy beginning. With my eyes set on Pain for Pride, I have been graced with the opportunity to become acquainted with Ryan Savage. Sadly, under the circumstances it must happen, this will be a night that only I will come to enjoy.

The constant badgering that has plagued my ear for months is a majority of the time a repeating of the same insult. "Venom, wheres your title?" is something I have grown accustomed to hearing in recent months. I find it fairly amusing, but not annoying. I am quite distinct from men like you Ryan, I am an individual who hasn't been bestowed with titles, and championships is the only way to get recognition in this company it seems. Despite my success away from titles, from things far superior than just championships, they are never mentioned when the dispute of Venom's relevancy in EAW arises. To many I am just a man who is here in EAW to be here. "He's just held a cup." is another common phrase that manages to catch my attention. Ryan, with the New Breed Title placed snugly around your waist, you probably feel that's the only thing you need to show me to establish your superiority. A title as vague as the New Breed carries little to no weight in my book, but still, no matter how irrelevant a title may be, it's still something I lack. I would be lying if I claimed to not desire a championship, which I do, but the New Breed is the one I don't. I had one opportunity at that title, and I would have claimed it as my own from Xavier Williams. But that day I witnessed the desperation in his eyes, the desperation to grasp every little amount of relevancy he could. It was a piteous thing for me to witness, to watch a man struggle so greatly to gain something that he only achieved a small amount of through a title, and the same thing I achieved a lot of through my encounters with others. Ryan, that day I realized the New Breed Title was something I didn't need or want, I realized that my eyes must be centered on the biggest prize, a world championship. Cash In The Vault is a dangerous match, but after experiencing what I did last night, it's a mere playground in my eyes now. Setting an individual on fire, watching the fire engulf every bit of them, it brings a certain feeling of joy that you only feel when you accomplish something that nobody though you were capable of. Tarah Nova and Cleopatra exited that match on stretchers, and we will be quite lucky to be in their presence again. My arm was set ablaze by Dark Demon, and I may have been the only one to have been eliminated from my team, but I was the only one to experience part of their body being engulfed in flames as well, that still was able to manage walking afterwards that is. If I lose to you, where does that leave me? A man who lost his only ticket to Cash In The Vault? A man deprived of something that he set his intentions so strongly on? It will leave me all of those things, but that won't be the case. A champion is a champion, a champion is deserving of recognition, but recognition doesn't bring pity. Ryan, I will be obliged to the one to dash your Pain for Pride hopes. Ryan Savage, this will be our first encounter, and it could very will be our last. The Ryanation is something that is similar to the god status Demon thought he had claimed, it's just a figment of your imagination of something you desire to be real. But no matter how strongly you believe, no matter how much hope exists within you, i'll be the one to deprive it of you all. Cash In the Vault is an objection of mine, just like it is yours, but when two discrete individuals, like we are, clash, it always becomes apparent as to why they are discrete. One of them is far superior than the other, and in this scenario, I am the one standing in the realm of superiority, a realm in which you will always be prevented from achieving when compared to me.

To begin a legacy, one must ignite the fuse that sets off the chain reaction that leads to ones legacy being written. This qualifier is the fuse, and the one to ignite it will be the one whose legacy will be written. It's time to impose my will into the mix of Cash in the Vault by utilizing this opportunity, and igniting the fuse that will propel me to a status that men like Ryan, and the rest who desire this same thing, will be in envy of.

So is this how you cut a promo on this website?

Because if so, I'm pleased to announce that I'VE WON THE NO WAY OUT MATCH, AND I'M ON MY WAY TO PAIN FOR PRIDE TO FACE MY MIKADO IN THE MAIN EVENT OF PAIN FOR PRIDE!!

I SAID I'M ON MY WAY TO PAIN FOR PRIDE TO FIGHT FOR THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!

I SAID I AM YOUR NEXT WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! 

I could run my mouth, I could piece together cliche and compare thee to a summer's day. I could celebrate and grin and smile and ''live it up''. I could drink till I'm passed out in the middle of my hotel-room, but I'm not going to do any of that. There's no room for celebrating, there's no room for being happy. I have one goal now, just one goal and it's been the same goal since the beginning of the year... really, since day one. That goal is to be your Champion. It's a part of living the dream, it's the reason why I ever put a pair of boots on and wore my tights and trenchcoat in the first place. It's my entire reason to be here, it's this itch I've yet to scratch. It's been two years since I've been back and I've been through hell and back, but the culmination is on it's way and if I have anything I have the opportunity. The Ultimate Opportunist hears opportunity when it knocks, and believe me I'm half way at the door. 

Make no mistake about it, I look forward to meeting Sekaiichi at the Showcase of the Immortals, at the Stage of the Universe in a match I have no doubt the entire Universe will have to see. SEVEN YEARS... SEVEN YEARS FOR THIS TYPE OF CHANCE AT THIS STAGE. I AM THE CHALLENGER! I AM THE HUNTER! I AM THE SPEAR, AND JUST AS THE SPEAR I ONLY HAVE ONE PURPOSE! I LIVE that purpose at the grandest stage of them all.