[Raising Fear by Armored Saint hits the speakers.  The sold out audience begins to boo as Nic Totopoulous appears from out behind the curtain.  He stops at the top of the ramp and holds the UWA United States Championship title belt over his head with two hands.  He proceeds to walk down the ramp toward the ring.
 

 

Totopoulous climbs up the stairs, through the ropes and into the ring.  He walks over to the corner, climbs to the second rope and holds his belt high over his head.  He hops down and puts his hand through the ropes.  A member of the UWA ring crew hands him a microphone.  Totopoulous takes the microphone and walks back to the middle of the ring.  He puts his belt over his shoulder, the music stops, and he puts the microphone to his mouth as he proceeds to address the all of these loyal UWA fans.]

Let me take you back in the past.  Let me take you back to one week ago.  One week ago I did said something.  Can any of you remember what it was?  Can you?  Probably not, you're all too stupid to remember.  I said that I was going to walk into the first ever Monday Rampage, into a four way match for the UWA United States Championship, and I said that I was going to win that title.  Now, do you see what's over my shoulder right now?  Do you?  That's right folks, it's the UWA United States Championship title belt.  How ironic, the U.S. Champ is a Canadian.  But please, let us not dwell on that.  Let us not worry about the nationality of you champion, let us concentrate on the skill of your champion.  Your champion Nic Totopoulous.  As I always say, I am the best wrestler in the UWA today.  I beat four men last Monday with all of my skill.  That's right, chalk up another victory for Totopoulous.  As great as that match was, and as great as I was, and as happy as I am to have won this title, I'm telling you I would have been much happier had I not pinned Fraz.  But I was afraid that it would happen.  I told everyone, Fraz tries hard, and he talks a good game, but in the end he can't get the job done.  He can't win against the big boys.  I have told everyone, and I am going to tell you all again, Fraz, you don't have what it takes to be the best, at least not yet.

Let me continue this little rant here with talk of a person by the name of Marcus Luster.  Marcus, you are one hell of a wrestler, and I've said it right from the start.  You are a good wrestler with great potential here as long as you take advantage of it.  I remember back in TNT Wrestling when you were truly something.  You truly were a great wrestler.  But that was TNT, this is the UWA, this is where the big boys play.  Although you might not be ready for the big time just yet, I guarantee that when he gets adjusted to the UWA, he will be tearing it up almost as well as yours truly.  But of course not as well, but that was implied, not that any of you understood that in the first place.  Marcus will be a great wrestler one day as long as he stays on the right track.
 

 

Now, on to some real business.  There is one person in that match that I truly admire.  A man that I might admire, but that I want to stop in his tracks.  This man is Eddie Draven.  That's right, Draven is that man that I want in the ring.  In that match on Monday, Draven is the one that I wanted to pin.  He is the one that I wanted to really be in the ring with.  But no, I was stuck in the ring with Fraz and Marcus Luster.  I wanted to beat Draven one on one.  I wanted to pin him one, two, three.  Even if I had pinned him in that match, it wouldn't have been enough.  I would not have beaten him cleanly, it would have been tainted by the rest of the people in the ring.  I want to pin him in a singles match.  I want to give him a rematch for this title belt that I hold over my shoulder.  I want to be the best, and the only way to get there is to prove myself to the world by beating Eddie Draven.  Draven is the suspected next big star here, I want to prove that I am going to be the next big star here.  I want to be the next World Champion.  The only way for me to get there, and to prove to myself that I am the best wrestler in the world, that I am the best UWA World Heavyweight Champion, I am going to have to win a one on one match against Eddie Draven.  Eddie, I want a one on one match with you, I want to put this title on the line.  So please, accept this match please, please.  I beg you, please.  Eddie, if you have the guts you will accept this match, and you will accept your defeat like a man.  Eddie, if you are the person I think you are, then do what is right, and step into the ring with the man that is going to humiliate you.

As for a certain individual by the name of Jay Lakewood, please, just leave me alone.  You want to come out and insult me?  You want to say that I haven't beaten anyone with any importance?  I have been in the ring with The Cosmos, with X-Kal, with Wall2K, and I did not lose to either of them.  And you, you haven't even been in a match here yet, and already you want a U.S. Title match?  You want a Euro Title match?  Please, go beat some crappy newbies, and then beat someone of any importance before you come challenging me.  So The Sweetness, piss off.

Now, this Tuesday night, as I have been informed will be a very special Rampage, I go one on one with Wall2K.  This is the match of my dreams.  Wall2K has made me more pissed off than any other wrestler with the exception of Jason Jet here in the UWA.  Wall2K, Sparky Anderson, and the kWo have all made me wanna puke.  I'm kool, blah blah blah.  Please, that is the biggest load of crap I've ever heard.  I'm Nic Totopoulous, I'm the Tickin' Time Bomb of Destruction, I'm the one that has the talent.  Wall, you might be kool, but I am a great wrestler.  I'll see you, in the ring.

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