[Raising Fear by Armored Saint hits the speakers.  The sold out UWA audience begins to cheer.  Nic Totopoulous emerges from out behind the curtain.  He stops momentarily at the top of the ramp.  He is wearing his regular ring attire along with a shirt.  He is also carrying a microphone.  What he is missing though is his UWA Television Championship belt.
 

 

He then proceeds to make his way down to the ring.  He climbs up the stairs, through the ropes and into the ring.  He walked to the middle of the ring.  The, music stops, he puts the microphone to his mouth and began to address the audience.]

Before I get to what is really and truly pissing me off, I would just like to mention my first TV title defense against the one and only Wall2K.  Well Wall, I realize that my victory may have been tainted, but it was a victory non the less.  I was able to continue my undefeated streak at six victories.  You most certainly did put up one hell of a fight, and I now know what it takes to be victorious here in the UWA.  I now know why this is where the big boys play.  This is the place to be, and these are the men to be wrestling if you want to be recognized in this business.

Now on to more pressing matters.  Jason Jet, you have pissed me for the last time.  You clearly want your title shot.  And I clearly want to give it to you after all that you have done.  You wanna come into my dressing room?  You wanna go through my stuff?  You wanna steal my belt because you know that you cannot defeat me on your own?  Well if that was your way of telling me you want a title shot, you’ve got it, then you’ve got it, you’ve got whatever you want as long as I can kick your ass!  I want my title belt back.  I want your ass in the ring, backstage, on the streets, wherever I can get you son of bitch.  You will get was you deserve.  Your reap was you sow Jason, and you will reap the ass kicking of a lifetime.  Jason, you had better sleep with one eye open, because the tickin’ time bomb of destruction is going to unleash rage and fury like never before.  You had better watch your back Jet.
 

 

As for this Thursday, I have been scheduled in a match against Doctor X.  I know nothing about the Doctor other than that he wants my Television Championship title.  He wants to be called the best wrestler on Television today.  Well I’m sorry my friend, there can only be one wrestler who is number one of TV, and that man is me.  That man is Nic Totopoulous.  I am the best wrestler on TV today, no one can compare.  Doctor X, prepare for the match of your life, because I am ready to destroy anyone in my path.  Prepare or beware.  Doctor X, I’ll see you in the ring.  And Jason Jet, if you’re lucky you won’t see me before the Pay Per View when we go one on one.

[Nic Totopoulous drops the microphone.  Raising Fear by Armored Saint hits the speakers.  Totopoulous walks out of the ring and up the ramp.  He goes through the curtain and backstage.  The music stops and the show continues.]