A champions agenda is NEVER clear [Cade]*spoilers*

[Trouble*]

The moment Kris Cade was announced victorious, 'Six' by All That Remains pulse pounding riffs started up on the P.A. system. Ryan walked out from the back with a microphone in his left hand. He stopped at center stage to look at the crowd. He grinned for a moment, which received slight cheers from the crowd. Was he different now? Did he change back? The questions were answered when he spit on the stage, which resembled the crowd to be disgusting and not worthy of his time. He continued down the ramp, and into the ring.

Congratulations, Cade. You've finally kicked the shit out of Austin Harris to the point where he doesn't want anymore! However, you've sparked MY interest. You seem to be doing pretty damn good, yes? But, Mr. Cade.. do you think you're up to MY standards? Let me answer that for you... NO. You aren't in the same area of skill. You're pretty high and mighty up on the 3rd peg, but I'm much ahead of you. I'm on the SIXTH peg. Simply? You're half of what I am. Nothing more, never will it BE more.

The title that's currently around your waste will soon be around mine, Mr. Cade. The twinkle it lets off.. It's been shinning in my eyes for far to long. I want it.. I NEED IT.

Consider this a challenge.

[cade]

Cade takes the mic from Zlabe, and stares him dead in the eye as he responds.

You know something, You've got alot of nerve. Since you've joined XWA, let's review a few things. You were beaten by Genesis in a triple threat. Then beaten by Austin Harris for his first shot at my title. Then you were beat by Jared Chase in a tag team match, then you beat him one on one. 1-3. Right. But that makes you a "Six peg" competitor. Where as my one and only loss, was last week when Harris snuck a pin after I damn near got split in two by King. This is what bugs me. Guys who walk around thinking the world owes them something because they're a "big name". But the fact of the matter is this, Zlabe. I'm holding the Pure Title. I'm holding a better overall record then you. And I hold the respect of these fans, of this BUSINESS in higher regard then you. So in truth, I already won. It's just that a guy so full of his own crap like you would never realize that. You're head's to far up your ass to see anything else. But like I said when I won this belt, I'll fight anyone, anytime, anyplace. So I guess that makes you the next on the list. So you're on for a Pure Title match for Mayday. But be warned. You're stepping into MY world. And in my world, we fight for REAL.

Cade shoves the mic back in the chest of Zlabe. He adjusts the title over his shoulder and await's his response.

[Trouble*]

You do indeed have a good point, Kris. My record hasn't been so great as of yet. I'll compare myself to a flower. No, I'm not something to adore, but for a different reason. A flower takes time to bloom, yes? It starts off as an ugly little thing, but develops into something beautiful. That's just like my talent. Before, as a 'Blaze', I was nothing more than the stem. You'll see that I'm nearly finished the transformation, and come Mayday, when I take the Pure title away from you, I'll be complete.

[cade]

Taking the mic once again, Kris responds.

If you're a flower in bloom, just consider me the weed that kills it before it even gets the chance. You talk a good one Zlabe. But when it comes to backing it up, you just don't cut it. A fact I plan on proving in Tokyo.

He again flips the mic to Zlabe, awaiting his response.

[King]

Just before Ryan could get a word QWERTY suddenly plays through the arena King came through the entrance curtain, the fans stands up and cheer him on. King wearing his causal attire walks up to the ramp and stands looking at the two men in the ring, with a mic already in his hands King puts the mic nears his mouth to speak.

Now hold on a god damn picking minute here Kris you can't be seriously to accept this low life challenge. As you said it yourself Ryan's 'a Six peg competitor' he also hasn't gotten an impressive record here in XWA. Now I'm not saying that i have an impressive record here too, but at least i am a much more worthy opponent then him.*King points at Ryan* Ryan remember me when i took that Riots Rule title away from you back in LXW, but i don't think you can since i bust you up so bad back then. If it wasn't for me Austin wouldn't have snuck that pinfall on you, but it looks like he couldn't get the job done. You say your a weed Kris and you're a flower Ryan, well I'm the gardener i take out all the weed and cut flowers die out which will be you at Mayday. You see Kris i know that you will take on anyone, at anytime and anyplace, and thats why i like your spunk kid you represent everything a true champ suppose to be and i respect that.

King pauses for a moment to soak up the crowds cheering

Now how about making the match between you and Ryan a triple threat match? Or if you can't do that then why not me and Ryan square up at Mayday, then whoever wins that match gets to face you later on that night?

King waits for a response from either men.

[Trouble*]

Wow. A straight edge guy saying the 'sticky icky' word. I'm a little shocked.

He smirks, then looks over to King.

No, and I'll let Mr. Cade explain why...

And with that, Ryan steps through the ropes. Cade looks over to King, and attempts to grab his microphone, but falls to his knee's. Ryan had sprung back into the ring quickly and smashed him with a strong blow. Ryan pushed Cade's limp body over, and took a knee over him. He whispered words that only Cade, if he was awake, could hear.

Come Mayday, you'll be stepping down from the throne. It's my time to shine, understand? UNDERSTAND? I think you do. Be a good little boy and go to sleep for daddy, alright?

He pats him on the head, and with a sick grin, looks up to King. He says without the microphone:

Welcome to MY world. Welcome to the Zlabe Factor.

*^permission was given.

[King]

King frowns at Ryan as he pass him by King drops the mic then gives a short growl at Ryan, without the mic King said:

This might be your so called World...But your trespassing in my Jungle.

King then growls at Ryan again, as Ryan leaves King walks up to the fallen Kris Cade then offers his hand to him.

[cade]

As King helped Cade to his feet, He could only scowl in disgust at Zlabe. It takes a really despicable human being to sucker punch a man, expecially when it's with a mic. But much rather then lose it, Kris merely nods. It was a play by Ryan to try and throw him off his game, and Kris was far from about to let that happen. He collects his barings and thanks King for the helping hand. If it were up to him, and in his honest opinion, the man standing in the ring should be the man he was facing, as it was he who delivered the decisive blow during the fatal fourway 2 weeks ago. But that decision rests steadily on the hands of XWA's GM. Kris decides to take matters into his own hands, and leaves the ring, seeking out Rodolphe Gallas.

To Be Continued...