We right here (Reigns)

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The fans burst into cheer as Akon's "Smack That" hits the PA. Into the arena steps the white hot Finesse. Poised and ready for a fight, He makes his way from the stage to the ring with focus in his eyes. The usually fun loving Finesse was all business tonight, and the business was Damage Inc. After Overload last week, Finesse had a whole seven days to let the fact he got his face kicked off by Randall Reigns simmer. Tonight was about retribution. Finesse enters the ring and grabs a provided mic.

Randy, you've got some nerve, son. Last week, you beat me...yea. You hit me with a Superkick that did the job. And I'ma give you that one, fam. But what I'm not goin' for is the trash you've been talkin' since then. I've heard about ya' lil' chump ass blog on the website. I know about how you called me a "A muscled up pretty boy who's only purpose is to get females watching XWA." Like I said, some nerve. What you fail to realize though, is I'm more then just the best lookin' mofo in XWA. I might be one of the best athletes as well. But I'm not even gonna run with that. Nah, that ain't why I'm out here. I'm out here to tell you that if you wanna talk ya' trash, come talk it to my face, bitch. I think my ATL people know all to well about a sayin' that goes a lil' somethin' like this: "Don't start none, won't be none". Well Randy, you done started it, so I'ma FINISH it...tonight. So bring ya' lil bitch ass out here and let's get it poppin'. And bring ya' bitch boy Cage out while ya' at it.

Finesse waits intently for the arrival of Damage Inc.

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Just then, Seasons Never Change by Ankla cues over the PA. Randall steps out onto the stage solo surprisingly. With a mic of his own, he responds to Finesse's comments.

Awwwwwwwwwww. What's wrong, Finesse? You were so high on yourself when you were winning. Now all of a sudden you get force fed the bottom of my boot and you're all upset. I guess I should have expected that from a chump like you. Everything I said about you is 100% true. If you think for one second that you're actually a "talent" you're out of your damn mind. Wrestling's biggest fluke. You should be...I dunno...one of the background dancers for The Pussycat Dolls or something. *Heh heh heh*

You want some payback, Finesse? You wanna save face from getting your ass handed to you last week? Fine. I'd be happy...no...I'd be elated to kick your teeth down your throat again. Hell, I won't even bring Cage down to the ring. I'm not gonna need him. Not against your ass. We'll see how you do without that freak Higby backin' you up.

With a cocky grin, Randall waits for Finesse's reaction.

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Finesse brings his mic back up for a response.

So you're actually gonna come out and fight without one of you butt buddies? There's a shocker for ya' folks. And I'm glad you're so smug tonight. Real glad. It's gonna make it that much sweeter when I shut your ass down tonight. Don't nobody put it down like tha' kid. And I'ma show yo' ass just why that is just like I showed ya' boy Xavier at Mayday. Then all I'll need to do is beat ass on Cage one on one and I'll have completed the whole Damage Inc set.

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With a smirk, Randall replies.

Wow, you though of that all on your own? At least ya' didn't turn it into some kinda witty little rhyme like that other dude with the fro. *Heh heh heh* But all jokes aside, what I do to your ass tonight is gonna be no laughing matter. Not in the least. You want it, Finesse? You'll get it. And then some. The beating in store for you is gonna be...well...

Pheonominal.

With that, Randall's music hits the PA once again. As he lowers his mic, he grins. Primed for a repeat performance from last week, Randall turns and heads backstage.

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Finesse smirks as Reigns leaves the set. There wasn't much else that needed to be said. All that was left was to take action. And he was poised to do exactly that. As he leaves the ring, the scene goes into the next segment of the PPV.

The End.