Mere minutes later after his talk with Deathsun about Lance Strong and next weeks event, Chamelion saunters into the HiC studio, nodding to the technicians who are preparing for his next State of the Chamelion address.  He pulls the now familiar stool to the center of the stage and straights up his shirt.  Hopping up, he situates himself and cracks his neck.  Rotating his shoulders to get comfortable, he waits a moment for the camera man to focus on him, and with a count of 3-2-1 the camera man gives Chamelion the go ahead.

 

“Ah, welcome HiC Fans, to yet another edition of the State of Chamelion address.  It’s been a while since I’ve been here, and in that time, a lot has happened.  First, I’m sure you all want to know why I turned my back on you.. trashed The Corpse, joined VDP, electrocuted XTC and sent Bronx Williams to the hospital.  Hmm, how do I answer that quickly to cover it all… well, it’s simple.”

 

“Cause I wanted too.  I’m doing things for me now, and not giving a crap about anyone else… seems to be the only way to make it here any more, and Chamelion certainly knows how to look out for number one!  Next week, Lance Strong will learn the same hard lesson that XTC and Williams have learned… but what I’m here for today, is not that.. .it’s what’s going to happen very soon… Twist of Fate, the next HiC Pay-Per-View… and if you read in between the lines of this amazing event, you’ll see something very obvious…”

 

“Chamelion’s time to shine has at last come to pass!  Now, before I get into this in more detail, I wish to put a disclaimer on my comments.  I am with VDP loyally, I am their ally, partner and running mate.  I will follow them to destroy Dalton Campbell and take over the HiC in a way no one has ever seen before.  No matter what happens at the PPV, everything before and after that night, will see Chamelion stand by their side.  Even though Lisa Lorenzo may not believe it… I have no reason not to give them my all.”

 

“But on Sunday, November 16^th… Deathsun is my enemy.  Not just Deathsun, Lance Strong I will again face, and by the time next Monday is over, I will have sent to him a message he will not be able to deny… Dalton Campbell, for whatever reason he’s on the team… he’s just asking to get his ass handed to him in a way he can’t bitch about.  It’s open season on him that night, and I’m the man with the gun! As for my ‘dear’ brother, Raizzor… well, that’s a bit more of a tough situation for me… for whether he believes me or not, I’m not out to get him.. but we’ll be on opposite teams that night, and if he gets in my way… well, bro.. to coin a phrase, you’ll be just another victim.”

 

“Before I go into my opponents in force, let’s take a look at who my partners are… first it’s Sirus Moran.. and right there, my night becomes easier… to fight along side the one man who is in the match strictly for the match, means I don’t have to watch my back with him… and in respect of that, he does not have to worry about me… we are as close to family as you can get, and I will respect that in our match.  Platinum, a fellow VDP member… hmm, I’m not sure… the prize for surviving the match is powerful… indeed, but we are allies, and for that, I will watch my back, but trust in him to focus on our opponents first… and that leaves XTC… well, kiddo.. we’ll be in the ring for the first time since I fried your sorry ass… so I know there’s no way we’ll work together… so best stay on the other side of the corner, far away from me and keep to yourself, cause if just for one second I think you’re after me… team or no team, I’ll send you straight back to the hospital… or, this time; the morgue.”

 

“Now that I have that out of the way… Dalton Campbell.. whatever has possessed you to book yourself into a match at Twist of Fate, especially teaming with the likes of the man who may, or may not have, turned you and your office inside out.. along with the Soul-Taker, Raizzor… who you have a sorbid past with… and Lance Strong? Well, there certainly IS no accounting for taste, is there?”

 

“Lance Strong, why waste my time here, since we have enough to say back and forth this coming Monday… once we have our little match, then we can let the fur fly about how Twist of Fate is going to go down… I’ll see you soon.”

 

“Raizzor.. brother, already said all I am going to say about you… keep out of my way, cause I have an opportunity that, sorry to say, I will not be passing up…. And that… well, leads me to you, Deathsun…”

 

“As I said, I made my disclaimer… but listen up, and listen good.. for my team to win.. and I do intend to win… it means you have to fail.. you have to lose…now, you could save yourself and get DQ’d or run away… I wouldn’t fault you too much on that… but there are three other men who will be out to pin you for that HiC World title… two for sure, Platinum, perhaps… but then there is me… and what am I going to do?  Deathsun, on November 16^th, the most Devious S-O-B in the business today is going to finally become the HiC World Heavyweight Champion… and there are two ways this can go down.. the first of course, is for you to get away and survive to the main event, and the second… I pin you. 1-2-3 in the center of the ring.”

 

“Understand right now, I have no qualms with doing just that.  Ally or not, this is a match… I go in to WIN all my matches.. no ands, ifs or buts about it.  And you, kiddo, are on the opposite side… like it or not, we’ll clash.. and I mean to do anything, ANYTHING to come out of that match a winner.. and not just any winner.. THE Winner.. I’ve come so close twice now… and then on top of that, in the last two weeks I have faced champions and beaten them down with ease, only to be denied the very titles they held.  There is no way I’m going into another match against a champion,  and walk out a winner without the prize… Dalton may have done this little tactic to try to break us apart… and who knows, depending on you, it could happen.  But Chamelion states it clearly now.. from bell to bell, I will fight you.. tooth and nail… but before then, and after then.. I will remain your ally… unless you give me reason not too… but I’ll be damned if after Twist of Fate I walk away empty handed… not this time… NOT this time.”

 

“So, what does that leave? Perhaps Deathsun will get away during the tag match, and go into the main event.. that means I have to survive my match, to earn the very chance of being his opponent.. again.. in a one on one match up? Or will it be a triple threat?  Daltons so flimsy on that, I’m not going to get into any specific train of thought for that.  The other possibility is I pin Deathsun and go to the main event myself.. who will that leave as my opponent?  Apparently it would be any number of possibilities from the first Twist of Fate match….”

 

“Could it be dear, sweet Lisa Lorenzo?? Maybe that new chic, Wild Chylde?  Oh hey, Showtime, to whom I’ve beaten many times before, especially in World title matches…Then there’s these new kids… Shawn Shwan..Ice..Omega…what a chance it would be for one of them… but no, my gut instinct has confidence that Scott Nash Strader may very well get the chance of a lifetime there, and if not him.. well, my old pal, Jamie Havoc… the choices are a lot in this one.. Some I know very well, and some.. well, I have yet to see.”

 

“But no matter who it is that makes it to the final match of the night, I swear to you here and now, one of them is going to be me… no matter how hard the climb is, how violent the battles are… when it comes down to the final bell.. you’re looking at your next HiC World Champion… and that’s all I got to say about that.. GOT IT!”

 

Hopping down off the stool, Chamelion winks at the camera before leaving the sound stage.

 

End