-=Inside the penthouse of X-Rated in the heart of Las Vegas. X-Rated is sitting alone in the living room area with the only light source coming from the 52’ Plasma TV, on the TV is the World Championship match from Revolution, replaying the last few moments of the match over and over again. X-Rated appears to be slightly intoxicated, and hasn’t shaved in a few days.=-

X-Rated: “There is no way that should have happened! I could beat Union Jack in my sleep.”

{X-Rated rewinds it again}

X-Rated: “Leitro much have counted to fast, that’s the only thing that makes sense I mean, look he paused giving Union Jack just enough time to get back to his feet. Leitro screwed me!”

{X-Rated pauses the match, just at the moment Union Jack is getting to his feet. Union Jack’s face fills the screen. X-Rated grabs a bottle and whips it at the screen, the bottle shatters spilling it’s contents all over the living room.}

X-Rated: “Well, Leitro wants to screw with me, that’s his mistake. As for you, you self righteous, self-centered pompous ass, enjoy my Championship well you still can, because I will be taking it back!”

{X-Rated stand up and walks towards the TV. He pulls the DVD out of the player and shatters it, letting the pieces fall on the floor before him. He walks over to the big bay windows that fill the far wall and looks down at the busy Vegas street.}

X-Rated: “Union Jack got lucky, he was able to stand up one second before I was able to get to my feet. I can’t change what happened, but I can focus on the future, and one recapturing MY World Championship. But this week, for some reason I have been not only demoted, but down right punished as I have to face two of the biggest ICWL nobodies on the roster! First we have a moron named Stinger, as if no one knows who he is really trying to be, and I have seen his idol in action as of late, and I must say, what a complete waste of talent he has become, much like Stinger of the ICWL is a complete waste of roster space! Stinger may have been impressive against a couple of has-beens and never was, but he isn’t facing a washed up waste of roster space this week, he is facing the greatest talent on the ICWL roster, and the greatest World Champion in ICWL history. Stinger, your days in the ICWL are coming to and end, because when I am done whipping you from pillar to post you will be so ashamed you will never want to show your face again. I will get revenge for my loss at Revolution, and I will start but spilling your blood.”

{X-Rated turns around, and walks over to the bar. He pours himself another drink, and swallows it down in one gulp. X-Rated slams the glass back down on the bar.}

X-Rated “Rouge Warrior, his name shouldn’t even be in the same sentence as mine, let alone have him in the ring at the same time as me. What has he done since he arrived in the ICWL? Nothing! The guy has been here for a while now, and he has yet to achieve a damn thing! Rouge Warrior is a never has been, and never will be! The only thing this guy has going for him is he is friends with Bane, hell until I seen his name on the card beside me I didn’t even know he was a part of the ICWL anymore. The guy sucks so bad that the front office stopped booking him all together, and now, for some reason I don’t even think Einstein would understand I have to face him at Takedown. I mean who is Rouge Warrior anyways? I’ll tell you who is he is a guy that thinks he is great, but in all actuality is nothing more then a worthless piece of crap that is only on the roster to give is the appearance of being full! After Saturday, I’m going to wipe the names Rouge Warrior and Stinger out of the minds of the fans, and off of the roster completely!”

-=X-Rated walks out of the living room and into a bedroom, closing the door behind him. Shuffling can be heard on the other side of the door, then a loud crash, followed by some cursing. The camera fades to black=-