NBK, Devin Hawk and others

"In every competition since the dawning of time, some have always excelled.  They exceed expectations and bypass the competition, leaving the weak in their wake.  These men take what they want, when they want to and back down from no-one."

the one we've all been waiting for...

The scene opens up to a shot of a large building.  As the camera gets closer, it reads the inscription above the door.  ???? Arena.  The camera spins around to see Spike sitting on a small red brick wall looking over at the door.  He is wearing his usual black leather coat and blue denim jeans, with his hair tied back into a ponytail.  Next to him on the wall is the Lethal Championship, glinting in the glaring sun.  Spike takes the belt off the wall and places it across his lap, looking down at it.  He looks back directly at the camera with a smug look on his face and starts to talk.

Spike: Last week, I did the unthinkable, I won them all.  The Lethal title was the last piece of the puzzle and now, it's fallen into place.  Now, I'm not one to brag about things like this...who am I kidding, I love to brag.  I am the one that everyone wants to be now, I am the one that people are aspiring to be, and to be honest, who could blame them.  NBK, you were a great challenge to me and someday, I hope that I do face you again.  You have done something that isn't easy to do, you've earned my respect.  I asked you to prove to me who you were, and you did.  You gave it your all and tried to back up your words, unfortunately, it just wasn't quite good enough.  I was the better man on the night, but it could've gone either way.  You're going to go far, but just remember, I was the man that ended your undefeated streak.  As for the after-match, I'm putting the entire SCCW roster on a warning.  Someone out there had the audacity to attack me after my match.  I don't care who it was, I will find out and make them wish that they had never been born.  It might be Wildman Willy, it could've been Inferno, hell it could be Sloppy Joe or Midnight Felon for all I care, in my eyes, they are a marked man.  It's only a matter of time before I find out who it was, and when I do, there will be HELL to pay. 

Spike stands up from the wall and places the title belt over his right shoulder.  He walks over to the doors of the building and opens them.  He walks in and looks around slowly, taking in everything there, the arena looking very different when it's quite and void of any wrestling fans.  He walks past the box office and over to a large notice board on the far wall.  He looks around at some of the advertisements and sees one for SCCW Sunday Night Slam.  The majority of the posters are all new, but there are some that have escaped being taken down, such as the one for the Lightning Strikes event.  Spike looks back at the box office to see that the tickets are already sold out for Sunday Night Slam.  Spike smirks to himself and starts to speak.

Spike: That's hardly surprising, for those of you that don't know yet, next week, Sunday Night Slam, I'm fighting Devin Hawk.  "The Perfect Nightmare" versus "The True Franchise", Legend versus Legend, to say that this will be a memorable night would be an understatement.  I'm feeling a little nostalgic, so let me take you on a little history lesson Devin.  When you were first here in SCCW, so was I.  You might not have ever noticed me, because back then, I had to claw my way to the top.  I was in a place where no wrestler wants to be.  Stuck in dark match after dark match, going from one opponent to another.  Then, I was put into another place where no wrestler wants to be, I was teamed with Y2RR.  As bad as it sounds, that was one of the moments that you might have actually noticed me Devin.  Not for a long time, because you're too self-centered to let your attention stray from yourself for long, but I might have just become a blip on your radar.  You were the Provincial Champion by then, beating one challenger after another.  I became a tag team champion and then it was all becoming clear to me.  From there on out, I became what I needed to become to get to the top, ruthless.  I took the Simoce County title from a great superstar, Sloppy Joe, a man who defeated you if my memory serves me correct.  Now you had no choice but to see a potential threat to you in me.  From that moment, you disappeared.  After those two titles, I won the Television title and became a tag champion, again.  Then came the crowning moment, the Provincial title, a title that you feel you own.  You had to be sitting at home wondering, 'Could I have beaten him?', the question would have been eating you alive, because it would've done the same to me.  Most recently, last week in fact, I captured the one title that I had never even tried to win before, the Lethal Championship.  After winning every belt I can, and bringing prestige to them, I have to ask Devin, and I apologize for stealing this from you but, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!  You may have been seen by some as one of the greatest champions, but that's where it ends, in the past, one title win, that's all.

Spike walks back over to the doors and exits the building.  He takes a few moments to take in the surroundings again and starts to talk again.

Spike: While I was winning those titles and getting to the top, I was doing it with one thing very clear in my mind, I had to beat the best along the way.  I've added a lot of people to that list Devin, there's Felon, Sloppy Joe, NBK and many more, but there is still one person that has eluded me to this day, and that's you.  A lot of people wouldn't want to face you, in fact, for a lack of better terms, they'd be shitting themselves when they found out, but not me.  I WANT to fight you Devin, I want to see what everyone is so afraid of, I want you to try to make me live a Perfect Nightmare.  You think that you should be the one to challenge Mike for his title, why?  You got bitch slapped by a punk kid last week.  If anyone should be fighting for the title, it's me.  When I meet you in the ring this week and win, and rest assured, I WILL win, the powers that be will have no choice other that to give me my re-match.  I don't want you to be pre-occupied with Austin, I want you to be focused on me, 'cause you'll need to be.  It's not 6 months ago now Devin, I'm more than just an opening attraction now, I am the whole damn show.  You don't believe me, when was the last time I wasn't booked to be on Slam or in the big events?  Exactly, I've been in every show for maybe more than half a year.  So when I say that I'm the True Franchise, believe me.  I'm ready for you Devin, I've been waiting for this match for a long time, so don't disappoint me, give me all you've got, I'm begging you.

Spike stares directly at the camera as the scene fades slowly to black