“Okay, so tell me?  Where was this promised Domination, Bam?”

 

Chamelion is standing in the middle of the squared circle, inside the Sommers Gym.  He looks around for a moment, as if searching.  He turns back to the camera and smiles.

 

“Apparently it was over shadowed by that slump you have going, eh?”

 

He smirks and chuckles under his breath before continuing.

 

“I give you credit, however.  You had determination, and you put forth everything you could to make it work.  In the end, you didn’t slack off, but you still didn’t have what it takes to topple me.  Granted, in this instance, we each had partners to assist… but I bested you one on one… and here, with a chance at redemption; you blew it kiddo!”

 

He shrugs, walking to the corner and leaning against it, arms folded.

 

“I think my brother says it the best, when he addressed Adriana.. ‘Power flows to the one who knows how…”  and suffice it to say, between Hensley and the Dragons.. we knew how!”

 

“Speaking of which, hey Ice… I meant it when I said it wasn’t personal.  It’s just I saw how swelled your head was getting and it needed a little wake up call.  Three people wanted your ass, and rightfully they could have had it had Raizzor and I not been there as well.  You got the pinfall, and I congratulate you on that, however when the time comes… and I’m on the other side of the ring from you… the outcome is sure to be different.”

 

Pausing for a moment, Chamelion offers half a grin, accompanied by a shrug.

 

“Doesn’t make me much different then Bam to be making such promises, does it?  Although, in my case, I tend to deliver what I promise.  But that’s neither here, nor there, for the time being, Ice.  I do wish you the best of luck this Sunday… you are NOT in an enviable position.  Well, okay, you are.. you’re the Undisputed Champion…”

 

He holds up a hand.

 

“BUT, before ANYONE puns that I’m green with envy, I’m beating you to it!!”

 

Rolling his eyes, Chamelion switches track.

 

“Now, this Sunday… the Dragons are set to defend their titles against two unknown opponents.  Well, to you they are unknown!  To us, well, they’re only slightly unknown!  Ok, ok.. I know I’m confusing some of you, like Adriana… but I contacted six legendary competitors from my old federation, the PWA, to come here Sunday… and draw from a lottery to decide which two would face us.”

 

“You see, the BWF is scarce on tag teams.. I’ve gone through all of them, and really didn’t want to go into repeats when fresh meat is out there.  So, I took the liberty of convincing the BWF management to allow these men their chance.  I respect all of them, well, save one… and at least it will be a fresh look to the tag-team division, if nothing else.”

 

Chamelion then slides from the ring and grabs a towel from the bench. Wiping his brow, he peeks at the camera.

 

“And then, after Verbal Warfare, I head Raizzor and I will get to sit ringside and find out who will face us at the next PPV.  Of course, we have to beat our victims at this PPV first, and I know how hard THAT will be!”

 

He laughs, his chesire grin in place. 

 

“So, the next few weeks is about set for Raizzor and I, which is fine by me.  And I so look forward to watching what happens this Sunday when Ice defends against Adrianna for the millionth time, Bam who is in his slump, and MJW… who’s major change has not been any kind of improvement!  Just remember kiddies, ‘Desire alone, is not enough!”  unless you have the power to go along with it.. GOT IT!?”

 

With a laugh, Chamelion tosses the towel back on the bench and walks away.