Hey Blade!

[Chris Lionheart]

Lionheart walks on screen as Fabiola finishes up an interview with another XWA wreslter. He gives her 'the look' and she immediately comes over and puts the mic under his chin for an interview.

Hey Blade! I sat in the back at the PPV and watched your match, nice win man, but now it's payment time. It's Takedown again, and it's time for our respect match. Don't hold anything back though, because I won't. Good luck man, I'll see you out there.

[n00b]

Sylas Styles walks into the camera view as Lionheart was about to leave

Hey Chris, not to correct you or anything, but, this is Overload, not Takedown. And I was thinking, since putting away Pollox and all, maybe I'm riding high here. Or maybe I'm just on a good roll, but, when are we going to tear the house down again? You know, like the good old days. When we didn't have to deal with people calling themselves "The Franchise" or "The Gladiator". Times when we were the ones paving the way for all of these clones. Nothing original has come into the industry in quite awhile, and when it does, we've got four beer drinking, cussing rednecks, three gods, two "elitists" and a power hungry owner all shutting them down for being different.

We need to bring the world back to straight up wrestling, when that was all that mattered. Not who dressed the best, who rolled with what crew, what someone drove to the venue and most definitely not who was in on the take backstage to get their way.

He could see he was getting through to him, so he continued

Long story short Chris, my friend. I'm proposing the idea to you, of a series. Not a feud, a series. A series of matches, between you and I, that will bring back the passion, the drive, the intensity and most of all, the integrity of you and I, to forefront of the minds of each viewer. The ones who watched us win titles, set records, make impacts in companies that forced the rules of the game to be changed.

We've both done it. You know it as the truth. If it wasn't for pioneers like us, places like XWA would not exist. Not to say if we weren't here it would collapse, because we know it wouldn't. I'm saying we shaped companies that inspired XWA into becoming what it was when it opened. Now it's being run over by egos who don't know humility. Which is what seperates us, from them. They're riding high on wins, without tasting that bitter defeat that deflates the mind, the body, the soul into becoming a shell of what they once were. We've been there, we've done that, and now we are climbing back into that upper echelon again, for a good, long, final run at the top.

It can start here tonight. Nine matches, that stretch from here, on Overdrive, through till the end of October. Each match dictated by either us, or the fans. We can let them choose each week, or, let the winner of each match pick the next. It's a damn good idea, and I know your going to be pushed by me, the same amount I'm going to be pushed by you. It's a fool proof plan, and will bring more ratings in then three quarters of the roster. It won't matter who won more matches in the end, what does is the skill we display, and the end result when the entire industry stands on their feet and cheers for us both. Two common, every day men who walked into an industry that needed a revolution, and turned it upside down. Forging legacies both separate, that came together in numerous places, intertwining and building on eachother, until a total climax was reached. We've both spoke of this being our final years, to settle down with family and let the new revolution come. This can be our last hoorah. This can be our curtain call...

He stops and lets it all sink in, as he awaits an answer.