[Nic Totopoulous is seen backstage at a local TNT Wrestling non-televised live event. He is dressed in his regular street clothes, a pair of jeans, running shoes and a Nic Totopoulous T-shirt. He is seated in his wheelchair, wheeling toward the promo area. He passes a number of the TNT Wresting superstars, he doesn't even look at them, and he doesn't say a word. The wrestlers don't dare speak with him while he is in this frame of mind. They know he is in a bad mood, and what he needs right now is to blow off a little steam. They don't want him to blow it off on them. His long blonde hair is running down his back, and he has a bitter look on his face. He hits the handicap door opening button, and he rolls through into the promo room. He rolls in front of a TNT Wrestling backdrop. The lighting crew, the sound crew, the camera crew and the director are all there. Totopoulous looks up into the camera with a look of fury in his eyes.]
Director - Are you ready Nic?
Nic Totopoulous - I've never been more ready.
[The red light goes on, on the camera and Nic Totopoulous begins.]
At March Warfare, something happened to me. At March Warfare, something happened to me, something that I did not expect. I didn't expect it from Marcel, I didn't expect it from any of the boys in the lockerroom, I didn't expect it from any of the TNT Wrestling fans, I didn't expect it from anyone. Yet a funny thing happened, I got it. I got the thing that I least expected from anyone. Maybe I had it coming, maybe I haven't been cautious enough when I'm going around backstage. Maybe I thought that because I've been around TNT Wrestling longer than anyone else that I had a free pass around the place. Maybe I thought that because I'm a former two time UWA United States Champion, a former two time and the first ever TNT Wrestling United States Champion, a former UWA Undisputed Champion, a former two time and the first of the new era TNT Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion, and I'm a UWA Hall of Famer, maybe I thought that I would be able to go around backstage while minding my own business and not be disrespected. Maybe I thought that I'd be able to garner a little respect, especially from the other wrestlers backstage. I know that there are many wrestlers backstage that I've talked to before matches, I've talked to after matches. They've asked me for advice. They've asked me to help them prepare for matches, and they've asked me to help them correct their mistakes for matches. Not only since I've been forced into a wheelchair, even before that. When I held the UWA World Title, I would help out the young guns. When I came back to TNT Wrestling, I would help out the young talent. I would help out the guys that wanted my help, and there were few and far between who didn't. I thought of myself ever since I've come back as somewhat of a mentor for a few wrestlers out there. I've thought of myself as a guy everyone can trust to help them get the job done. Whenever Marcel has needed help with anything, I've been there. Whenever TNT Wrestling has been in rough shape, I've been there. I've been there as a wrestler, and I've been there backstage. Even if all that was required was a little moral support, I was there. Here is the question I pose to all of you. So do I deserve at least a little bit of respect? I'm not trying to toot my own horn here. I'm not trying to build myself up as more than I actually am. Do I deserve some respect? I believe the answer is yes. Last night was the first time since I've come back in a wheelchair as a manager that I have been shown a lack of respect. I don't deserve that. I don't deserve that, and especially not from a punk Lyricz.
[It is obvious now that Totopoulous is getting emotional. The look in his eyes tells the story. His face is starting to get red, and the anger that is flowing through him is obvious.]
Lyricz, what you did last night is the one thing I didn't think anyone would do to me. The one act of disrespect, of cowardness I did not expect from anyone. Look at me, how am I supposed to defend myself? I have been confined to a wheelchair, and you attack me? What kind of a coward are you? You hold the Television Title. That is quite an accomplishment Lyricz. Lyricz, you are a talented wrestler, I'm just afraid you are out wrestling for the wrong reasons, and you are giving a bad name for all the other wrestlers out there. Being the Television Champion is something to be proud of. I was hoping you'd be a little more of a man and pick on someone who can defend themselves. Some call me a TNT Wrestling legend. I don't know about legend, but I know what I am, and that is a man that doesn't deal well with threats. I'm a man that does not cooperate with people that have no respect for others, or for themselves.
[It's becoming obvious that the fury is continuing to build in Nic Totopoulous.]
Lyricz, you beat Jesse Westcoat. That is one hell of an accomplishment. I will give you credit were credit is due Lyricz. Jesse Westcoat was a beaten man, and is now out of commission for the next little while. It's not easy to do something like that. It is easy to pick on a man in a wheelchair though.
[Totopoulous looks down at his legs for a moment, then looks back into the camera.]
I'm certain you aren't afraid of me Lyricz, and nor should you be. Look at me, I'm nothing but a cripple. However, I'm a cripple with power. I'm a cripple with the power to do things you wouldn't imagine. I'm able as a cripple to do things to you that you wish you had the power to do. Next you do battle for the World Title in a four-way match. I can make one promise Lyricz, you will not walk out of there with World Championship gold. There have been too many great men who have held that title to let someone like yourself hold that prestigious championship. I will personally make sure that you don't hold that title. I will personally make sure that you lose that match Lyricz.
[The camera zooms in on Nic Totopoulous' face.]
You've disrespected me one too many times Lyricz, and it's time for you to pay the piper. I've got a surprise for you next week. You won't know what it is until it hits you. When it hits you, it'll be too late to do anything about it!
[The camera begins to zoom out as the screen fades to black.]
