Front and center!!! (Ryan & Dru)

[scott]

As the PPV kicks off and the smoke clears from the elaborate pyro display, the song that sounds over the PA is that of F* All Yall by Saliva, the new theme of the new look Scott O'Dell. The crowd immediately begins to boo the man as he makes his way down to the ring. As he enters, he takes a look up high in the air to see a steel cage hanging high above. Already there was a cage matched booked for the show, but the match that was on everyone's lips, was the one he had came to address.

Youall saw it last week. Green Bay. Me and Ryan Fierhart, having a brawl from one end of the arena and back. That of course led to our match where, to no one's surprise, I AGAIN beat Ryan Fierhart. Something all you idiots should be used to.

The boos continue to pour out from the Philly crowd.

Later on in the night, Fierhart laid out a challenge. A challenge to a match that is so brutal, so physically demanding that it's only been done three times in history. A Prison Break Match. The way you win? You escape that up there, a STEEL CAGE...two times. Not once, but TWICE. For those of you who can't count, which is probably most of you, that means If I win the first "fall" if you will, and then he wins the second, then it comes down to who wins the final one. So basically it's the equivalent of wrestling THREE STEEL CAGE MATCHES in ONE NIGHT. It's a match that has left the few, and I DO mean few men who've partaken in it changed for ever. Hell, Dru Nedermeyer RETIRED after the last one. Justice Aries hasn't set FOOT in a ring since that one as well. It's for better or worse a potential CAREER ENDING MATCH. Which leads me to believe one thing...

He paces the ring as he continues...

My good ol' pal Ryan's is desperate. To the point that he's willing to risk life and limb for the sake of trying to take me out. And I don't blame him. Let's face it, No matter how much you nimrods refuse to admit it, I AM XWA. I'm the damn FRANCHISE in the company. No man on roster casts a bigger shadow then ME. 2 time World champ, the only man to hold wins over a majority of XWA's "Elite".

So...there's been alot of buzz on the net about what I would do about Fier-boy's challenge. What am I going to do? ACCEPT IT of course. Because I've already beaten you in a cage ONCE Ryan. And I'm predicting a repeat performance here tonight. So go on and bring you soon to be bro-in law to call the match. While your at it, have your sister and Ashley, that chump best friend of yours Chase, and anyone else you want down by ringside. Because I want the WORLD to see me dominate your ass one last time, before I send you and your CAREER away on a stretcher.

As Scott starts to speak again, he's cut off by the entrance music of his long time rival...

[ryan]

Ryan emerges from backstage and makes his way to the ring. Inside, he stands toe to toe with his arch enemy as the crowd cheers his arrival. Already have a mic in tow, Ryan raises it to speak...

The franchise of XWA? O'Dell, If I've never said this before, I'll say it now. You're out of your damn MIND. You're alot of things, but a franchise player isn't one of em. You see, in order for that to be true, you have to have been willing to play for the team. And we ALL know that from day one, you've been out for #1. A franchise doesn't come out here and talk himself up. A franchise doesn't ATTACK staff like you did Buzz. No no, Scotty-boy. You're no franchise. What you are is a conniving, self diluted asshat who's ass kicking is over due. And I don't mean like how I beat you in that Ironman Match. I mean something WORSE. Something that's gonna stay with your ass for months, YEARS to come. Something like what I'm gonna give your ass TONIGHT.

The crowd can feel the electricity as both men stand face to face. Fireworks is alway possible when they're this close.

Roach: I can already see something big happening here. Just look at these two, the look like there's itching to get after each other again.

Buzz: And I'm ITCHING to see Ryan get back at O'Dell for that loss at Takedown. KICK HIS ASS, RYAN!!!

Roach: So much for staying unbiased...

[scott]

You could almost see Scott's hatred of Ryan raise off him like heat off of concrete. He quickly responds to his comments.

You know what? That's IT!!! Not even 10 minute into the show and I'm already tired of your lip. When I'm finished with your ass tonight, they'll be carrying your sorry carcass outta in a PAPER BAG!!! But then again, why wait until later when I can put my foot up your ass RIGHT NOW!!!

Scott throws down his mic, and rips off his shirt to the joy of most of the female spectators. Off mic he can still be heard yelling at Ryan.

You want a piece of me, pretty boy? COME GET SOME!!! COME ON!!!

[ryan]

Ryan smirks as it appeared Scott was already in a fighting mood. Ryan raises his mic to responds...

Oooooooooooooooooh no no no, Scotty-boy. I don't want a piece of you, I'll take THE WHOLE DAMN THING!!!

Ryan tosses his mic to the side and unbuttons his shirt. The crowds roar became deafening as everyone anticipated the pair of young superstars to but heads again as the did in Green Bay.

Roach: I KNEW this was gonna happen!!! Mr. Blackheart might wanna send some officials down here before these to kill each other. They might not even MAKE IT to there match later tonight!

The deafening roar of the crowd would grow even more, as the third man involved in this match's music hit the PA...

[dru]

It's Andrew's OLD entrance theme from Godsmack that hits the PA, and he fast emerges from the backstage area into the arena.

Buzz: There he is!!! THE MAN!!!

Roach: A bonafide first ballad hall of famer and the man who single handedly changed what it meant to be a big man in this business. For guys like Vikram, XXL, even The Colossus, this is the prototype. He is and forever will be the benchmark. But tonight he finds himself wedged in the middle of this mess.

As he makes his way down the ramp, he keeps and eye out on both men. He remembers all to well the havok they wrought in Green Bay. He climbs into the ring and calls for a mic...

Easy boys. EASY. Now before you two hot heads go and beat three shades of flame out of each other, let me clue you in on exactly what you're getting into. Call this the pre-fight meeting. That cage is going to come down, and the two of you are going to be locked inside with each other. Just like any old cage match. Now when you're spent, tired, and gasping for air as you two beat the crap out of each other, that's when it's gonna hit you. When you've laid the other guy out, and you climb that cage, that all that's gonna happen is that as SOON as your feet hit the floor, they open the door up, and you have to jump right back in and do it ALL OVER AGAIN. That messes with your mind. By then you've taken and given all you have. But you still need to do it ONE MORE TIME to be declared the winner.

So if I were you two, I'd save that energy. You're gonna need EVERY DAMN OUNCE of it for this match tonight.

[ryan]

As Andrew speaks, Ryan reaches down and picks up the mic once again.

The LAST THING I need is a damn pep talk from YOU. You just make sure you're on point, and call this one down the middle.


He then turns his focus back to O'Dell...

As for YOU, Chrome Dome. WIN OR LOSE tonight, I'm gonna be the walking out of Philly with bragging rights. How so you ask? Oh just wait and see. Just wait and freakin' see.


Ryan drops his mic once again. His music sounds over the PA and he takes a menacing look at O'Dell, then shoots a harsh glance at Nedermeyer before exiting the ring, leaving them, as well as the crowd to ponder what exactly his words meant...

To Be Continued...