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LH Harrison · **09-30-2014, 10:09 PM**

I hope you're ready. I hope you've prepared yourself for what is coming to you.

A check in which you can't cash.

You're not wrong when you say that this is the biggest match of my career... thus far. But you're wrong to underestimate me. It's only going to prove to be your downfall. I'm the underdog and I do what underdogs do best: cause upsets. Wednesday Night I will upset you Enigma. I will be the story that the fans tell their grandchildren when remarking upon this enormous card. They'll gather their children around and Grandma Davis will start the story...

"This is the story of a smug veteran thinking he had all the answers, and the story of a young man who strived to get to the top of the XWF. The veteran constantly pushed the young man further down and down until no one could even see him beneath the veteran's boot. The young man did what everyone has to do. He got creative. He found ways to reach audiences on a different level and found ways to inspire from a dreamy state. The veteran hemmed and hawed and made snide remarks at the young man thinking him not an issue, until the day came to square off against him. He stepped into the ring on that dark first night of October, 2014. He stepped up to face the young one and discovered that he'd wasted his week of preparation. The young man, LH Harrison, rose against the evils of the veteran and downright outperformed him in the squared circle. From that day on, the Legacy of LH Harrison lead on turning him into the star we know him today. The veteran? He disappeared into the nothing never to be heard from again."

Now Enigma don't get all flustered and accuse me of portraying someone I'm not. I just wanted to tell you how the record books will reflect this show in years to come. Winnner: LH Harrison. Loser: Some guy who never came back.

Mr. Enigma you seem to have one thing that I respect more than anything else: confidence. It's a hard thing to hold on to when you realize that the end of your relevance is coming to the forefront tomorrow. Don't get scared. Or do.

You seem to be awfully focused on cashing in tomorrow, and for that I say... what a coward. When I get a briefcase, I will never cash it in on a champion during or right after their match. It's a coward's way to a championship. And I'm not just looking at you Enigma. I'm looking at Mr. Shades as well. I feel as though this match was arranged for the simple fact to detain Enigma and possibly clear him of being a factor. After all, what better way to nullify an agent of The Brotherhood than to pit him up against a force that has already eliminated one third of that brand. And I'm sure if Enigma were to hear this he'd claim that he was a different monster than Cain and he was more of threat.

But wait. That's contradictory isn't it? I do believe that one message of his was entitled 'The Student Surpasses The Teacher,' was it not? Although in the actual text, he says that he maybe has surpassed him. Well let me ask you this, oh great and mysterious one, if you're close or not far apart in skill levels... then why would you be any more of a challenge than Mr. Arkham? The simple answer is that you won't.

You can proclaim that I've been wasting my time dreaming away when actually I was finding the fire dormant within these veins, and now? I'm going to roast you alive and burn you to ashes. All that talk and what did you do this week, Mr. Enigma? In case you're wondering... you beat up a man who was strapped to a chair (how brave of you) and you played a video game system for nine hours. Way to go. You did exactly what I wanted you to do... and that is nothing of note.

Seriously what did you do this entire week? You sat around and talked with a couple of people. Breastfed Cain while he cried about the Big Bad Blizzard coming down and making him freeze-over. You also seemed to do a whole lot of Monkey See Monkey Do. You saw that I had a dream inspired by a video game and began playing video games for yourself. It's cute you took such an interest, but it makes sense that you would pull out a game almost as an ancient as you soon will be. Then what did you do? You 'fell asleep' through my promo just as Shades did yours. Hmm... for someone who fell asleep you seemed to know everything I said. Makes me believe that you were once again stealing ideas from The Inspirational One. I don't mind. It's rather flattering actually, but don't try to claim it as your idea with such an air of arrogance.

Oh and then you quoted someone famous just as I did. You see how your pettiness is shining through as you seemingly just take notes on my promo and copy their formatting? It's disheartening because here I thought you were this big, bad, monstrous fellow, but, in reality, you're nothing more than a shell of a man copying the works of greater individuals and putting a spin on it to claim as your own. I'm not falling for your antics, and I'm no longer buying into the hype. You're not what they claim you are. You're not this entity that can't be defeated. You're a fraud, Enigma. And I plan to prove it to these people, as well as to yourself, that the only thing threatening about you is your egomaniac inferiority complex.

As for why I didn't challenge you right off the bat, Enigma, is I don't just focus on one task at a time. I take on all challengers and where were you anyways? Taking a vacation. Beating up helpless people connected to tables... or was it chairs. Hmm. I was initially honored to be stepping into the ring with you, but now I'm almost to the point of apathy. I'd rather fight against someone who is here week to week actually honing their craft rather than someone who shows whenever they get bored or sense an easy cash-in.

Then you think I made up the facts about Jessica and I breaking up? For a man so fixated on the past, you might want to come to grips with the present. Before I took the sleep, I reconnected with Jessica and worked everything out. But since you're so observant maybe I should spill it all out. She explained that she misspoke when calling my mother a 'man' as people tend to do when upset and distraught. But let's refocus since you don't know how to pay attention.

You've blown your own horn long enough Enigma. It's time for you to play your final song. So get ready, blow really hard because we all know how expert you are at that. Play that final song because on October 1, 2014, that song will be your Swan Song.

That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
- William Shakespeare

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