Change of Fortune? (Syrus)

[Magnus Von Schwartz]

The Saitama Super Arena in Japan. A nation that had single-handedly taken the sport of wrestling into a whole new direction decades ago. In this country it truly was a sport, and for Magnus he was more than honored to be in these halls. As TakeDown aired live, his stoic theme song began to play and he stepped out to the stage with a nod. His hands on his hips, he had a certain confidence that was unbecoming of a man whom had been beaten three times by the same man the previous month.

He marched down the aisle towards the ring to a mix crowd reaction. The people of Japan were more than familiar of him and his style of grappling, having competed here for years before making his way to the XWA. A microphone waits for him inside of the ring.

It is an honor to be back here in Japan. For many a year, this has been the country that has offered me the most competition. There is no real need for me to say much, because for you all talk means nothing. It's all about action.

I can only hope that most of these lowly American imbeciles haven't bored you with their incessant banter on this night. Even myself have found it difficult to stomach some of the non-sense that these supposed wrestlers have saturated your ears with. It's tragic! It's a shame, and I am here to inform you that not all of it is talk. Not all is needless ranting and raving and that there are few...very few...amongst this XWA who are worth their accolades.

BuZZ: Wow, is Magnus actually being humble here? Maybe getting his ass kicked by Syrus so many times finally humbled him?

Syrus...you are NOT one of those individuals.

Roach: So much for that idea...

You have proven yourself to be one of the most fortunate, luckiest men on this planet. You have seized the opportunity when it came your way and came out victorious against me not once, not twice, but thrice. I would suppose that should garner some semblance of respect out of me...and in truth, it does but not nearly in the way you would expect. I respect your resourcefulness in battle. I respect your tenacity...but I do not, and will not ever respect your skill because to this very day and moment you have not shown an iota of skill in this ring.

There is a difference between being good at what you and being lucky when it is that do it. You my friend are in the latter category. You still know not the true meaning of skill. You simply gloat of victory...but how will you handle being defeated soundly. Your luck can only last but so long, and it will be I who is on the giving end of that defeat...it will be I, and it will be tonight!

I know that you are back there...come out and face me in this ring!

[Syrus The Entertainer]

Can You Dig?

Can You Dig It!?

CAAAAAAAAAAAAAN YOOOOOOOU DIGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTT!!??

That's the sound of Syrus' theme song coming on and the man answering Magnus' call out. He heard every word of it, every syllable and he stands on the stage looking really puzzled.

Hold on now, cut it...cut the music. Maggie? I think I might have slammed you through that table a bit too hard at MM, brotha! You come out here and call me lucky? LUCKY!? Let's see, three wins in a row...yeah, that's luck right there. Now you wanna call me out to another match? I guess you want me to be lucky again tonight in Japan and I'm down with that.

It doesn't matter what country we're in, the results gonna be all the same! I'll whip you from one side of the world to the next and back! I know you heard me...doesn't matter how many times I knock you around, you just know it's coming and there ain't a damn thing you can do about it but say "thank you, can I have another!"

As many times as you want, brah...it's nothing! Now how do you want to get that ass whooped tonight? Inquiring minds would like to know.

[Magnus Von Schwartz]

Still the confident one now, aren't we? Well...I would suppose that you have a good reason to be. It takes a great deal to do what you've accomplished in the month of March in besting me...but only if you can do so tonight will you truly gain my respect!

For tonight will not be a regular match. It will not be one of your pathetic American gimmick matches. There will be no furniture or hardware involved. All there will be is you and I in this ring, and the man who wins is the one who survives. It's only fitting that here in Japan, where the King's Road match was founded upon the ideals of endurance and stamina, that you and I partake in that very match-up tonight on this show.

Submission or 10 count will be the only means of victory, and that means that one's equilibrium or their very will to continue will have to be broken to ensure a victory. If you can do that to me tonight Syrus...then you shall have my respect and ONLY then. But that is not going to happen tonight. Tonight will be the night in which your parlor tricks amount for nothing. Tonight will be the night in which your luck finally runs out!

[Syrus The Entertainer]

My luck's gonna run out, huh? You know what man, you remind me of a cartoon supervillain. All I hear from yo ass is "I'll get you next time"! I think I know what that M on your robe stands for now. It's not Magnus dog, it's Megatron! Yeah, you're like the bald Megatron or something...or like The Shredder or Cobra Commander or somethin', how many of ya'll watch American cartoons over here?

Well, in every episode you have the bad guy doing all kinds of talking and plottin', just like Maggie over here, but everytime the show comes to an end they always somehow manage to mess up and lose...and that's exactly what the fools say in the end. "I'll get you next time! I would have gotten away with it if it weren't for you mettling kids!" Well, you can come and get me, Mega...I mean Maggie, come get all you want. Fact of the matter is that you can't stack up to me, and it don't matter what match you throw at me, the results gonna be the same.

I'm Optimus Prime, The Ninja Turtles and Scooby frakin' Doo all rolled into one and tonight you WILL get rolled on..again. King's Road? That's what you want, that's what you get. Let's get it on as Mills Lane would say it. It ain't gonna be a happy Saturday morning for you!

Roach: You think that Syrus might just a little bit overconfident here?

Buzz: He's got every right to be, he's just got the man's number! Tonight is gonna be another day at the office for the man, just you watch!

[Magnus Von Schwartz]

A villain you say?

By this point, Magnus was feeding off of what it was that Syrus had to say. His every word was only solidifying where their mindsets truly were, not just with one another but in the grand scheme of things.

If that is what you see, if that is what you believe, then so be it. I do not look at things in such a materialistic, trivial way as you. Good and evil? Victory and defeat? Those things, those ideals are meaningless.

There is but one ideal that makes any sense in this world and that is the strong and the weak. One such as you, who lives believing in the trivial, believing in the materialistic...you prove exactly how weak you truly are simply by your empty words.

It is true what they say about actions speaking louder, but your actions speak nothing more than your words ever have. Tonight as I said before, if you can best me this time...then there will be no doubt. Until that point, victory or not, you are not and never will be superior to me. Only one who knows the right time to do the right thing. Again, that show nothing of your skill...only of your luck.

You may be prepared Syrus, but tonight...you will be broken.

There were no further words needed to be said. Both men stare each other down from across the arena. The stage had been set for one final encounter.