Forget the Fallout (invite)

[Ryan Blaze]

The show comes back from a commercial break where Ryan Blaze stands in the middle of the ring with a microphone in hand.

Last night at Reincarnation the world witnessed my loss to that big beast that Sentoryu hand picked for the title match. You witnessed him win the match and then hand the title over to Sentoryu.

That won't fly with me.

Since Sentoryu didn't want to get his hands dirty fighting against me at the pay-per-view, then I know there's no way he'll want to go up against me tonight, so I'm not even going to waste my efforts on some big bitch like that. Instead, I redirect my attention to the current "number 1 contender", Ken Styles.

How's he the number one contender again? Winning the Fallout? FORGET THE FALLOUT! I should be next in line for a shot at the title, seeing as I have a REMATCH CLAUSE in my contract... But apparently that doesn't really matter, does it?

I want to see how tough Mr. Styles is one on one, to see if he can even come to touching some gold. Let's face it, Ken, if you can't beat me, the former World Champ, then why bother, right?

[Classy Ken Styles]

Ken Styles' music hits, as Ken makes his way to the ring, in his street clothes.

The audience erupts at the site of him, as he enters the ropes and steps directly in front of Ryan Blaze. He grabs a mic, and waits for the audience to quiet down. He leans VERY close to Blaze's face, and speaks.

"First and foremost..."

And just as it looks like Ken is going to lay Ryan Blaze out. he walks over to the top turnbuckle to his left, and stands on the second rope.

"I just have to say in front of these fans...DAMN it's great to be here in Minneapolis tonight!"

Crowd applauses...could a new catch phrase be on the horizon? Ken gets down off the turnbuckle, his smile quickly fading as he faces Ryan Blaze. All business now is Ken Styles.

"Ryan Blaze...the FORMER TNB Heavyweight Champion...what a sight! It truly is an HONOR to meet you!"

Ken extends his hand, almost sarcastically. Blaze is clearly not amused. Ken pulls his hand back, and continues.

"Now look, in all seriousness, I respect you, I really do, Ryan. I admire your work in the ring, although not so much the attitude you display outside of it. But let's look at the FACTS. You lost the championship at Fallout. That's a FACT. Fact number TWO! I WON my match at Fallout, and so therefore, I'm on my way to capturing something you weren't MAN enough to hold on to!"

Crowd begins to cheer, clearly seeing the tension in the ring.

"You see Ryan, you just weren't GOOD enough to keep your belt in the match. And because of it, you're now left with NOTHING. And so you think that I need to PROVE myself, before taking the TNB Championship? You think that I need to face you, the LOSER, before I win that belt? Ryan, do you have any IDEA, what I've been through over the past 6 months? I thought I was never going to WALK again! I thought that I wasn't going to be able to stand on my own two feet without the help of a cane. And after all that, you think that I'm not man enough to come out here and face you in the ring? Well if that's what you think, then you're DAMN MISTAKEN!"

Crowd cheers loudly.

"Because you see Ryan, not only do I accept your challenge, but I implore you. Let's do this RIGHT NOW!"

Ken takes off his shirt, and gets ready to fight. Blaze looks like he's ready to throw down, when the music of none other than KEITH WILLIAMS begins blaring over the arena.

[Keith Williams]

Keith's music hits, and he enters the arena to a loud chorus of boo's.

"Gentleman, as much as I'd love to see you beat the absolute bloody piss out of each other, I must remind you of something. You see, you're going to be teaming up in a tag team tournament at the next pay per view. So, as much as you probably want to "lock up", you're probably going to want to get to know each other a little better before you team up. That's all gentleman, ta ta!"

And just like that, he was gone.

[Ryan Blaze]

Ryan looks at Ken Styles with a look of disgust. Keith Williams was talking to both men, but it appeared as if only Ken was listening. Appearance isn't everything, though, as Ryan kept note of what he said, but stored it away. As Keith finished, Ryan raises his microphone.

Not... MAN enough to hold? This is coming from the joke that couldn't hold the former Violence title, right? The joke that needed it handed to him on a silver platter, and when he was set to face someone in a match, blew it out of his ass? Me, not being man enough is coming from THAT man, hmm?

Hate to break it to you, Johnny boy, but this is the big leagues now. You're no longer in the D-league, you're now starting for the Atlanta Hawks. You lacked the necessary talent last year to hang with the big boys, what makes you think you've got it now? What makes you think you're able to go the whole nine yards?

You're right, I held the title, and I'm the former champion. Last I checked, some ass clown last year caught lightning in a bottle and defeated me for the Violence title and one week later I showed him that luck doesn't always pay off. I went ahead and bashed his skull in repeatedly and regained what was rightfully mine. You? You haven't done shit all.

Mouth off to me and I'll make sure you really DON'T walk again.

Ryan then looks over the Keith...

Really? Him? You might as well let me do a handicapped match, he's not going to be any help to me. Thanks, 'boss'.

Maybe you should swing by the gym sometime, I'll show you how to become a champ. Maybe then you won't suck in the tag tournament.