The count raises...(FATE)

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In the ring stands Ethan Bain. A look of total satisfaction on his face, having bested Jared Chase at the last show. But to Ethan, it wasn't enough. Chase posed a threat, but in the end wasn't up to the task. But there was one man, a man he still had unfinished business with that if he defeated, would MORE then gain him attention...

Bryan Hanzell, Sylas Styles, Jared Chase. How many more do I have to go through to get you in the ring, Nedermeyer. How many more bodies do I have to leave slumped in broken heaps before you take me on. How many more men do I have to make an example of before you take me seriously??? HOW MANY MEN MUST I DESTROY BEFORE I GET TO DESTROY YOU!!!

Roach: Ethan Bain is incensed with fighting Dru Nedermeyer. The man retired from wrestling 6 months ago, and took a job in XWA's front office. Try telling HIM that.

Ethan paces the ring before continuing...

I'll tell you how many. As MANY AS NEEDED. As many as NECESSARY. Last week, it was Jared Chase. This week, my eye is on one man. One man who is VERY familiar with me. You could call him the 1st man on my list. The man I made my impact on when I came into XWA. Sylas' lil' buddy, Evan Fate.

Tonight, it'll be YOU. I continue what I did that night, and FINISH what Jimmy couldn't. What MorningStar, Alex Wesson, Ryan Blaze and EVERY OTHER MAN you've faced in your career couldn't do. So what's it gonna be Fate? Are you man enough to face me? Are you MAN enough to step in the ring with THE BIG TICKET!!! Come on out here Fate. I'm not leaving this ring, until YOU accept my challenge. And I'd like to see someone, ANYONE try and make me.

Ethan lowers his mic. The 7 footer stands tall in the ring, awaiting a response.

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KsE's "End Of Heartache" cues over the PA, and the one and only Evan Fate makes a grand entrance into the arena. He stands in front of the set for a moment, sizing up the giant that stands in the ring. Indeed he'd felt first hand what kind of damage Bain could do. But that didn't scare him at the least. He had a certain bit of payback to exact on Bain himself. The timing couldn't have been better...

Ethan, Ethan, Ethan. Man, you've come a long way since that fine day you ran out to the ring and tried to sidewalk slam me through it. Far be it for me not to give credit to a guy who could pull off beaten Sylas not once, but twice. But that's where my accolades for you END. Last week, you came out here and you...well...basically called out one of, if not THE best wrestler's in the world, the now RETIRED Andrew Nedermeyer. Answer me this, big fella. If he was interested, don't you think he'd have made some kind of response? Thus far...nada. Nothing. Not even a peep. So now you have it in you thick skull that if you knock off the right superstars, he might give you an audience. Which has lead you now to lil ol' me. WELL...let me put a few things in perspective...

With his boyish smirk, Evan looks into the crowd. Met by cheers, he continues...[/size]

Nedermeyer's the LAST name you should be worried about. The name that should be FIRMLY embedded in your skull right now is EVAN FATE. Because I've got a score to settle with you something FIERCE. Sylas took a nice lil chuck off your ass, making you tap out. But I'm not even SLIGHTLY interested ina chunk. I want THE WHOLE THING. You've got your cute little name for the guys that you've knocked off, "The Body Count". Well tonight, the BODY that's hitting the floor is YOURS. I'm gonna get in that ring, the bell is gonna be rung, and I'm gonna hand you the most biblical ASS KICKING in televised HISTORY. The kind of beating that in 40 years guys will be sitting in Barber Shops playing chess sayin' "Remember that night back in 07 when Evan Fate Whooped Ethan Bain's ass? WOOOOOOOH BOY that boy got his ass whooped!"

Evan lowers his mic, awaiting the response of Bain...

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Ethan was none to pleased over Evan antics. He raises his mic and speaks up.

Aint we Mr. Funny man, huh Fate? You won't be LAUGHING when I break your punk ass in two. You talk big game, and in some cases you back it up. But I AM big game. The BIGGEST game in this company. I'm the BIG TICKET!!! I'm the man who's gonna go down as the greatest big man to ever lace up a pair of boots. And it's already begun. The legacy of Ethan Bain. But beatin' you...oh it's gonna be sweeter then knockin' of Styles, Hanzell OR Chase. Because you're one of "the golden boys". One of the "big timers", just like Styles. One of the guys that EEEEEEEEEEEEVERYONE loves. Well I'm gonna fill this arena with a lot of resentful, angry people. Because I'm coming to TAKE YOU OUT. And add another notch to the gun post. Another lamb lead to the slaughter.

Ethan no fear in his stern gaze, Ethan looks on. He awaits Evan's response.

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Bain's words were straight to the point. There was no use playing around, as it was obvious Bain was looking for a war. Evan was happy to accommodate...

Resentful, angry people you say? After this night is over and done, the only person who's gonna be wearing those tags is YOU. You're big. You're bad. You've got a means streak and a chip on your shoulder. I'd even go as far as labeling you a "freak". 7 feet tall, 330 pounds. But you're NOT unbeatable. And you SURE as hell aren't on the level to be called a "Monster". A fact I'm gonna prove in SPADES here tonight. As the old saying goes "The bigger they are, the harder I HIT". You wanna rumble tonight, Bain? FINE...let's RUMBLE.

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It appeared to Ethan that Evan was finally starting to see just how serious he was. This brought a smile to his face.

You're 100% right, Fate. I DO want to rumble. And when the dust settles and the smoke clears, I'LL be the man with his hand raised in victory. But you won't be the only one. Because I'm gonna run through EVERY MAN IN XWA until HE gives me what I want. There is not a SINGLE MAN SAFE until "The Monster" musters the STONES to ANSWER MY CHALLENGE!!!

Ethan awaits Evan's final response.

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Evan raises his mic once again...

There's this funny thing about victory. Just when you think you have it. When it's right there at the tip of your fingertips...WHOOSH!!! It's gone. That's as close to beating me as you're gonna get, big man. Fingertips. Strap in, lace up those boots tight and get ready for pain, Bain. Because I'm bringin' PLENTY of it.[/font]

As Evan's music cues once again, he raises his fist high in the air as the crowd cheers. Evan was ready to face Bain head on. Would he triumph, or would he be yet another casualty in his methodical bid to lure out a "Monster".

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