[Raising Fear by Armored Saint hits the speakers.  A mild ovation can be heard.  Some of the fans know not yet what to think of this man.  Nic Totopoulous then emerges out from behind the curtain.  He is wearing his regular wrestling attire.  He doesn't stop at the top of the ramp this time.  He just walks right down to the ring.  He appears to be a little angry, despite his win last Saturday against Joe Daddy.
 

 

Totopoulous walks across the ring to the ring announcer who just finished introducing his name, and grabbed the microphone away from him.  The announcer looks startled, but regains his composure and exits the ring.  Totopoulous walks to the middle of the ring and begins to address the sold out UWA crowd.]

Can somebody please explain to me what the hell is going on?  Last Saturday on Stranglehold I am put into a match against Joe Daddy.  Now I wasn't really expecting to wrestle anyone in my league because I am new here, and Joe Daddy was a good enough warm up to work off some of the ring rust.  Yes I did win that match quite easily as I expected.  But, I did win the match.  So why have I been pulled off television for this week?  That first match on Saturday was a snooze-fest.  The crowd then saw Joe Daddy come down to the ring and they all went to get food.  Then I come down to the ring, and I bring people back to their seats.  I am the one who got the whole show going.  I came down to the ring and put on a show for those people.  I got the crowd excited for the first time that night.  Not only that but I won.  So what do I get in return?  I get a swift kick in the ass and get pulled of television.  This is an outrage, and I want a match this week.  I want to compete in the ring so I can show the world, the wrestlers in the back and the boss that I am a force to be reckoned with.  I am a man with the skill, the intellect and the charisma to put fans in the seats.  I have what it takes to be a star, and they're going to bury me already?  This is total crap!  I don't expect a title shot, I'm at the bottom of the totem pole, I will show patience, as long as I get the chance to prove myself.  As long as I get the chance to do what I love, and that's compete in the squared circle.

Now, I made an open challenge two weeks ago, and still no one has responded.  Maybe it's because they're afraid.  Maybe it's because I'm the new guy on the block.  Maybe it's a bit of both, and they don't know what to do with me yet, they are afraid of the unknown.  That's fair, I'd be afraid of me too, especially after the shellacking I gave Joe Daddy on Saturday.  After I annihilated him.  After I embarrassed him.  I didn't even use my Vertibreaker to beat him, I beat him with a little super kick to the jaw.  If that's all it takes to win here, a little boot to the mouth, I'm gonna do pretty well here.  Why wouldn't people be afraid of a six foot four, two hundred and seventy four pound man of solid muscle.  A man who is agile, quick, and is powerful.  Who wouldn't be afraid of that, especially when they have only got a chance to see him once in the ring, and that once was a total blow out.

[Totopoulous hops up onto the second turnbuckle now seeming a little angry.]
 

 

Dammit!  I deserve better treatment than this!  I deserve a challenge in the ring.  I deserve the chance to entertain the fans, the chance to show the world what I am capable of.  Only a select few people know what I can do, and now this is my chance to show the whole world, and I get pulled off TV?  I demand to be put on TV!  I demand a match this week.  I need to prove to everyone that I am the best out there, and being on TV, not sitting on the sidelines is the way to do it.  So give me a match.  I'm the tickin' time bomb of destruction.  I can explode at any time, and if I'm not given the opportunity to explode in the ring, it's going to have to be when someone least expects it backstage.  That's right, this is a direct threat to everyone in the back, you had better keep your head on a swivel, because you never know where I'm going to be.  If anyone has the balls, if anyone dares to take the chance, I'll see them in the ring!

[Nic Totopoulous drops the microphone on the floor outside the ring.  Raising Fear by Armored Saint hits the speakers.  The crowd seems quite amused with this little outburst by the new comer for they do not know the power he possesses.  Totopoulous hops down back into the ring.  He walks back over to the other side of the ring and rolls under the bottom rope and out of the ring.  He walks back up the ramp.  He goes through the curtains and backstage.  The music stops, and the show continues.]