Cuddled up to a glass of Brandy Chris Legend is down in his theatre room doing some research on his debut opponent. As he disects every flawed move made, his mind begins to wonder..........................

"Hard to believe its been Ten long years today. Ten long hard years since the only two people ive ever loved were taken from me."
"I miss them so much, but, out of the ashes of utter pain and angwish rose Chris Legend...." That tragic day led way to a hunger ive never known, and this very hunger, is the very key to my rage..." The very thing that sets me apart from the other "Superstars" of this company."
Inside this Billionaire exterior, lies a monster, and on the 17th that monster will be let loose......"

" Can I pour you another glass sir? "

Ms. Tate, Chris Legend's personal assistant, asks holding one of the most expensive bottles of brandy she could find......



Chris Legend, becoming entrapped in Ms. Tates beauty looks down at his glass and realizes he has just about polished it off..

"Yes, and can you keep em' comin' Ms. Tate??"
"I don't know how much of this i can stomach..."

As he looks back up at the screen, and disects every boched move... Ms. Tate pours up another glass of Brandy...
Legend begins to think to himself....

"This is what i have to look forward to on the 17th.....
This is the best obsticle the XwF can afford to put in my way...."
This jokers in ring capabilities are remeniscent of a chicken trying to excape captivity...."
Non the less this clown is attempting to be a road block, in actuallity he will become road kill....."



"All I can do is laugh at the idea of this numb nuts actually winning...."
"I feel sorry for the XwF because, on the 17th the Billionaire Playboy is going to show everyone the Monster within........