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Alexei Medved · (06-13-2020)

The noise inside the hustling and bustling casino echoed throughout the building. Bells, whistles and chimes coming from the slot machines as people stuck coin after coin into them. Chatter and yelling coming from the patrons at the card tables as money passed from hand to hand quicker then the eye could see. It was a typical casino, flashing lights, shiny signs everywhere covered in glitter, row after row of slot machines on one side and card tables on the other. There were windows along the walls that went from floor to the very high ceiling. The fancy red carpet seemed to spread along the floors like wildfire. The carpet stopped at the edge of the casino lobby, right at the threshold of the lightly colored and well maintained hardwood floor that crept up under the reception desk and the black leather shoes of none other the Alexei Medved. He stands there with a nonchalant demeanor, hands in the pockets of his black pinstriped trousers. The lady at the reception smiles politely as she hands him a room key.

"Do you have any bags you would like concierge to take up to your room Mr. Medved."

Alexei shakes his head and before she has a chance to say anything else he quickly turns his back and walks towards the slot machines. He elaborately gazes at each machine as he slowly creeps by. Alexei seems to be looking for a certain one, perhaps the 'lucky one'. He suddenly stops as he seems to of found what he has been looking for. Two slot machines sit together rather oddly away from the other machines in a dark corner. Alexei cautiously makes his way over as he takes a look from side to side, confirming there's no one trailing him. He eyeballs the two machines, seemingly plotting, before taking a seat at one of them. Again, he looks around before reaching into his pants pocket and pulling out a shiny quarter. He slides it into the coin collector mechanism of the machine before pulling down the handle. No luck, the machine shows three different symbols side by side.

Suddenly a man with dark brown bushy hair takes a seat beside Alexei. The man who seems to be of Asian descent begins to pat down his leather coat as he seems to be looking for something, money perhaps? He abruptly stops and looks over at Alexei who seems ready to leave.

"Where you think you going in such huwwwy Medved. I got cash, you got the package?"

Alexei nods his head. The man pulls out a stack of cash and hands it over. Alexei reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out a folded up envelope and hands it over. They both seem satisfied with the exchange as they quietly go there separate ways.

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ladies and gentlemen... Boys and girls...Welcome to another Steve Sayor's exclusive interview. Featuring of course myself and today's guest, none other then the X-treme Champion, Alexei Medved.

Steve sits across from the Russian wrestler who gazes into the camera with the X-treme title draped over his right shoulder. For the first time we see him in more casual attire, a black v-neck short sleeved shirt and blue Jeans. His hair does not deviate from it's usual neatly parted look.

Alexei I am glad you accepted my invitation to meet me for an interview. I am even more glad that you were generous and gracious enough to have us do the interview right here in your hotel room.

This XWF rrroom...XWF put me in this rrroom. You know why they put me in this verrry nice rrrooom?

Steve shrugs his shoulders as he seems stumped.

Because if they don't some otherrr prrromotion will. You see Steve, I Alexei Medved have it all. I am tough...I am talented...Ability is therrre! That, nobody can deny and soon the undeniable fact is I will become best Champion of all time. I considerrr Savage match Firrrst real title defense. I can't wait to leave this peice of shit place Washington DC as X-trrreme Champion. Firrrst thing I do is visit best Capitol city in all worrrld... MOSCOW!

Alexei spits out his words as he taps his title with his index finger.

Well, Mr. Medved you have quite the task this week as you defend against Griffin McAllister and Felix Jones. Alot of fans are excited for this match, many think it has quite alot of potential to be match of the night.

I don't carrre for fans. I don't carrrre what they think or what they want. Theirrr likes and dislikes are not my concern. This is my job now, this is path I have chosen. I will do whateverrr necessarrry to win this match. Winning is my prrriority and I won't stop until I'm the best in worrrld. I trrruly believe I am unstoppable, I will prrrove this on Savage. I will defeat McAllister... I will defeat Jones... I will defeat whomeverrr steps up to me. This I am cerrrta-

Suddenly Alexei is interrupted by a KNOCK at the door. He slowly opens it up...

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