You've got some explaining to do (o2 Blaze)

[Classy Ken Styles]

Ken's music hits as the crowd erupts for the TNB Championship No. 1 Contender.

Ken comes out, slightly limping, as he makes his way down the aisle. Wearing his signature Oakleys still couldn't hide the beating he took on last week's Brash, in a match that went from being a tag match to a 2 on 1 handicap match. As Ken continues to limp, a video package is aired on the tron, and to the viewers at home demonstrating how Ryan Blaze had left him stranded in the middle of the ring during their Tag Team Turmoil match against Avenger and Shia Storm. And Ken, though valiant as his efforts were, could not hold off the strength of two highly ranked TNB superstars.

As Ken enters the ring, the crowd begins to quiet down, as he asks for a microphone.

"Ryan Blaze, I want you to look at the monitor in your dressing room right now. Look really, really, really close."

Ken takes off his sunglasses to reveal an ugly bruise underneath his right eye, along with a yellowing and blood leakage in his eye.

"Ryan, you left me to the wolves last week. And I don't care what happened two weeks ago. The bottom line is, we were partners, and you turned your back on me. But honestly, should I even be surprised? I guess I haven't been around TNB long enough to realize just how much of a snake you really are, Ryan. I haven't been around the ferris wheel long enough to see just how twisted, pathetic, treacherous you can be. Well I'm here to put a stop to that, tonight!"

Crowd cheers.

"So Ryan, get your boots on, and get your ass out here!"

[Ryan Blaze]

After no time at all the speaker system shrieks with the feedback of Ryan Blaze's new theme. It continues on for a few moments while the crowd begins to raise to their feet in anticipation. For once in what seemed like a long time, they wanted to see Ryan. However, it was for all the wrong reasons. They didn't want to see him and cheer him, they wanted to hear what he had to say for himself.

The song kicks into full blast and out walks Ryan, already in ring gear. He already had his favorite weapon, the microphone, ready. As he reaches center stage, he does his signature arm raise taunt, and his fireworks go off behind him.

He lowers his arm to in front of his face, and speaks. His voice fills the arena, giving even the nose bleeds a perfect taste of what he had to say.

You had BETTER not be suprised... You shoulda seen this comin' a mile away.

The fans negativity storms down on him like a meteor shower. Whether is was cussing, death threats, or thrown objects, they were directed towards center stage. The crowd was growing sick of his always devilish antics.

Let's face the facts, Styles. I've never seen you as a worthy combatant in the ring. I didn't see you as worthy going into the match, and seeing you get tossed around, I still don't see you as worthy. You've got the chance of a life time to challenge for the World Title and you're going to blow it because you're not ready for the top yet. You couldn't even do any damage on two has-beens.

What you witnessed at Brash was your initiation, and you failed terribly. You might as well forfeit your World Title shot up to me, someone far more superior to you. I'll actually put it to use, my man.

Ryan begins to pace, while stroking his chin stubble with his free hand. Match tonight? Was that a challenge? Ryan loved challenges...

You're ready to step in the ring with me tonight? You're ready to go one on one with The Star? You want to go to a decision with the best damned prized fighter, aka ME?

That last one was a lie. He knew very basics MMA. To call him a prize fighter would be like saying Ken Styles actually put up a good showing against the two men once Ryan had left.

No.

The fans boo again. He had got them pumped up for an excellent match, and then declined. What a dick.

I don't think you'd be able to put on a good showing with me tonight. You're not ready. It'd lead to you getting blown out of the water too quick, and that'd be a waste of money to pay and see. No, you want me? You'll get me at Fame and Fortune.

Hey, that's if you want me. I can call Avenger and Shia back out here and they can go round two on you if you would rather that?

He begins laughing his sinister, maniacal, Brad Pitt-ish laugh.

[Classy Ken Styles]

Ken looked at Blaze, obviously frustrated.

"Blaze, not only will I have you at Fame and Fortune, but after I beat your ass in the middle of the ring, you're going to see how a REAL man wins the TNB Championship!"

Crowd cheers.

"You say that I'm not ready to be on top? Well buckle up your seatbelt, Ryan my boy, because at Fame and Fortune, you're going to see just what the top looks like...from the bottom of the Money Pit!"

Ken throws down the microphone, and stares at Ryan Blaze.