[Suddenly the lights begin to flicker a dark shade of red and after a few seconds there is total darkness. The Canadian fans stand to their feet, taking their cigarette lighters out to catch a glimpse of any action unable to view from their own eyes. Pyrotechnics explode every split second and the fans roar with approval at the dazzling affects. “A Place for My Head” by Linkin Park strikes over the PA system and out emerges the “Perfector of Pain himself, Thunder Bull clutching onto the MWF World Heavyweight Championship that hangs over his right shoulder. And the WEW World Championship is strapped tightly around his waist with a big smug look expressed across his face. The fans are unsure how to react, half are cheering but the minority are jeering however.  Thunder Bull gallantly strides down the ramp way ignoring the mixed reaction from the crowd and Peter Santos billows down the microphone.]

Peter Santos: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the NEW Maximum Wrestling Federation World Heavyweight Champion… the “Perfector of Pain” Thunder Bull!

[He saunters up the steel ring steps and enters in between the second and third rope. He walks over to the corner and raises the MWF World Heavyweight Championship aloft to another mixed response. He retrieves the microphone from the timekeeper and the music slowly simmers down and the “Perfector of Pain” holds the microphone high in the air to signal of his presence. Thunder Bull licks his lips and readjusts the MWF World title on his shoulder. He looks down at his waist figure and taps the WEW World title and speaks in a calm tone.]

Thunder Bull: To those who were less-fortunate and unable to watch such an extravagant Dynamite event last week then surprise!  I am once again your World Heavyweight Champion for the second time in a span of seven months. I made history once again by defeating the “Deadly One” in the Thunderdome match. But point is I am not out here to gloat. I realise I have bragging rights but I am not that sort of man. I am simply out here to say thank you to Doomsday. No matter the differences we have had you have still gained my respect. Though I despise you and your overconfident attitude, I can still respect your ability and endurance.

[The fans give another mixed response to this opening comment. The majority are applauding Thunder Bull’s kind words as he outstretches his arms and speaks yet again, extending his hand in the air to quite the crowd down.]

Thunder Bull: But I am out here mainly to sort out a serious issue. I am here to address not one person, not two misfortunate souls but a whole army of helpless souls. The Worldwide Entertainment Wrestling you had my attention last week, which forced me to appear at one of your Cyberslam shows.

[The crowd remain quiet, eager to hear Thunder Bull’s words as he continues his little speech.]

Thunder Bull: Last week a WEW Superstar by the name of Karagious said something that in the future he will severely regret. Karagious, you claimed that the MWF title belts were not as prestigious as your petty WEW title belts. Well the tables have now turned my friend and I stand before you all with your coveted WEW World title belt. I have plans with this belt, but I do not plan to keep it in the same condition as Gutter Rat will be with the WEW Continental Championship.

[The fans roar with approval, with Thunder Bull chucking to himself as he is creating his own amusement. Thunder Bull parades around the ring, flexing his muscles and once again speaks.]

Thunder Bull: You see a few months ago I wouldn’t have given a damn about this war. I have no concern for the MWF or WEW Superstars and that is because all I cared about was me. That may sound ungrateful but you can’t tell me there is one single human being that hasn’t got a sense of greed within them.

[The fans cheer out of respect for Thunder Bull’s comment. He adjusts the World title over his left shoulder this time, as it drapes down helplessly. Thunder Bull speaks once again.]

Thunder Bull: You said something that I took personally and from that one statement, I am now involved. I am in the middle but by the end of this war, WEW… myself and the Maximum Wrestling Federation will stand tall in triumph. We are the dominant wrestling company WEW and MWF will live on forever. I am MWF blood through and through as it runs through my veins. I bleed MWF and everyone on the MWF roster, past or present bleed MWF. Many will say both companies are alike in similar ways but there is one difference. And that one difference is we are willing to take things to the MAX!

[The fans are now chanting “MWF! MWF! MWF!” repeatedly, backing every word that Thunder Bull is sputtering from deep inside his heart. The “Perfector of Pain”, with his green and red painted covered face… smiles at the capacity crowd in Winnipeg. He nods his head at the continuous chanting and begins to speak in a more serious tone.]

Thunder Bull: I am the Maximum Wrestling Federation World Heavyweight Champion and I am standing here right here and right now to call out any WEW Superstar. Anytime, any place if you want this pathetic disgrace for a WEW World Championship then you will have to catch me first. You see I am not going to just hand it over. That’s just too easy, even for you WEW. So this is how things will go, you must take a test, the “Max Test” so to speak. This isn’t about intelligence though, this is about mind games, which I find both companies are perfected at. Though this is about to evolve into your worst nightmare WEW. So President Harlum if you want this title belt, come and get it I’m begging you. But believe me, this won’t be a cake-walk.

[He unties the WEW World title from around his waist and points to the cameras. He gestures for them to edge closer, which they do so, zooming in closely on Thunder Bull whose expression is a look of rage and fury. Thunder Bull holds up the WEW World title and just breaks out in laughter. He holds the microphone away for a few moments before gaining his bearings and speaks, lifting the microphone upwards to his mouth with a frown.]

Thunder Bull: WEW… you want war… ? You’ve got a damn war, a war that you will never forget. The MWF are charging into your territory, relentless and there will be nothing you can do to prevent us from taking over. This is the beginning of the end for the WEW and I will be the man that will choke the WEW with these very hands. The WEW will die a slow and painful death while the Maximum Wrestling Federation will live on… and live strong! You have been forewarned WEW… I am afraid I must bid you farewell.

[“A Place for My Head” by Linkin Park strums onto the loud speakers and this queues Thunder Bull’s exit. The fans are actually one-hundred percent behind the MWF World Heavyweight Champion, his name being chanted heavily from the fans that are filled to the rafters. Thunder Bull chooses a random “MWF-4-Life” sign from the crowd. He holds it above his head and the crowd stand to their feet with thunderous cheers. The “Perfector of Pain” hands the sign back to the loyal fan and backs up the ramp way raising both fists in the air to an ecstatic cheer from the Canadian fans. He has both the MWF and WEW World titles rested on his shoulder, his hand supporting both of them as his grin is much wider. He disappears backstage and cameras turn back to JP and Sully.]

JP: Threatening words to the WEW from our MWF World Heavyweight Champion right there.

Sully: Ten minutes ago you hated this man.

JP: That hasn’t changed Sully, sure I dislike his recent change in attitude but he is showing his allegiance to the Maximum Wrestling Federation. And for that I respect the hell out of him and really admire his loyalty to this business. He has been committed since day once.

Sully: Looks like we have to take another commercial break JP.

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