Steve - Hello this is Steve Sayors and I'm being joined by Brian Braxton, Brian, can I get more on just why you attacked JC Styles?

Brian pulls away the microphone and glares at Steve Sayors before refocusing on the camera.

Brian - Why did I attack JC Styles? Lets get something straight here I didn't just attack him I took him out. I made sure that whenever he gets out of bed in the morning or looks himself in the mirror that he will remember. Remember the beating he recieved and just who gave it to him.

Steve cautiously looks at Brian before having the mic tossed back at him. Steve fumbles the mic but managed to hold on.

Steve - I beg your pardon Brian but why?

Brian - It's because of who he is and what he represents. It's because he defines everything that is wrong with madness. He is...or should I say was? Some wannabe country hick from Wisconsin who though he was hot shit.

Steve patiently waits for Brian to continue before beginning to speak again.

Steve - So-

Brian quickly cuts him off.

Brian - No more questions about JC I'm through talking about him.

Steve - Well then what about your upcoming debut this Monday against Freak? Do you have anything to say to your opponent?

Brian slowly pulls the mic towards himself and looks intently into the camera.

Brian - Freak...I want you to look into my eyes. I want you to see that perfection isn't something that I talk about. It's who I am, It's something that you would never see in your pathetic life. This Monday the plan goes in to effect.

Steve - Plan? What plan?

Brian - What plan? Why the perfect plan. The plan that will launch me straight to the European Championship. The plan that will make me the face of the XWF.

Steve - So you think that beating Freak will get you a title shot?

Brian - What are you? Stupid!? Of course not but it will get me closer. Besides I'm going to enjoy it. Hell, maybe I'll do to him what I did to JC Styles. In fact what I did to JC will be simple foreplay compared to what happens to you. So Shane, after I leave Freak in a pool of his own blood maybe then you can tell me how many more of these losers I have to take out before I get my shot.

Brian then turns to Steve Sayors and slaps the glasses off of his face before making his way off camera.