[The lights dim in the arena. A pyrotechnics display goes off in front of the entrance. Then Raising Fear by Armored Saint hits the speakers. The sold out crowd jumps to their feet. They begin to cheer like they never have before. Then Nic Totopoulous emerges from behind the curtain. He stops at the top of the entrance momentarily. Then he proceeds to walk down the ramp toward the ring.]
[Totopoulous walks up the stairs, climbs through the ropes and into the ring. He walks over to the side of the ring where a ring crewmember tosses him a microphone. Totopoulous appears to be all business tonight. The lights come back on. He walks to the middle of the ring, and begins to speak to the screaming audience.]
There are a few things on my mind tonight. First things first though. Last weekend, last Sunday on Mayhem I competed in one of the toughest matches of my life. I gave it my all, and I was successful. Bladerskum, that’s right, I beat you in a one on one confrontation. This means that at Slammin’ by the Sea this Sunday on Pay Per View, I will compete against Bladerskum for his championship. I will be able to compete for all the glory, the biggest prize of them all, the TNT Wrestling Heavyweight Championship. Not only will I compete for that title, but I will also compete for the defunked WUXF championship title. This will be the night of my life. It will be my greatest accomplishment. I will be able to compare myself to men like Death, Joker, Venom, and Bladerskum. I will be one of the greatest wrestlers of all time. But this victory over Bladerskum I will admit was tainted. Am I glad it was tainted? No, I would have liked to have beaten Bladerskum by my terms, by pinning him one, two, three, right in the middle of the ring after I had given him the Vertibreaker. Not with the help of some goof coming from the back who has a beef with Bladerskum.
Now, speaking of that particular goof. The Aussie Wonder. I really don’t know what his problem is. I have done nothing to upset him since my return to TNT. If anything I should be angry with him for his conduct before I took my leave. He disguised himself as Stonehart, and stole the Eurasian Championship from me. It would have been mine if had not been for him. I should be angry with him, not the other way around. But that was the past, and this is now. Last Sunday, not only did not get the opportunity to prove to the world that I can defeat Bladerskum all on my own, you proceeded to attack me after the match. That was uncalled for. You just messed with the wrong Canadian pal. You just messed with the wrong TNT superstar. You just messed, with the wrong man. I am a one man wrecking crew, and I guarantee you don’t want to get in my way. Aussie, maybe I’ll let this one slide, but one more attack from you and your days will be numbered.
As for this upcoming Sunday on Mayhem. I have been pitted in a tag team match with Devious Scott Deville against the two men that I want to get my hands on the most, the Aussie Wonder and Bladerskum. Deville, I really don’t know very much about you, other than you have proved yourself here in TNT. You have proved to everyone that you have what it takes to be one of the premier wrestlers in the world. As you were entering TNT I was just leaving. I watched you wrestle because I knew that at some time our paths would cross. I just didn’t expect to be tagging with you the first time they did. But hey, what the hell, lets just go out there and make the best of it. As for my two opponents. You two know how I feel. You both know that I want to get my hands on you. And from what I understand you two aren’t too fond of each other either. Which is fine by me. Watching you two bicker and fight over there is just fine by me.
So Bladerskum, Aussie Wonder, Sunday we will meet. It will be a match-up to remember. Myself and Deville will wipe the floor with the two of you. Blader, Aussie, I’ll see you two, in the ring!
[Totopoulous drops the microphone as Raising Fear by Armored Saint once again hits the speakers. Totopoulous rolls under the bottom rope and out of the ring. He makes his way up the ramp. He goes through the curtains and backstage. The music stops, and the show continues.]