"....."

Austin Fernando Said:You're a moron, Cain. Plain and simple, you tell everyone how you've been 'finding out' about my hype, and how I don't live up to it. Yet you can't even figure out that I've NEVER held the X-Treme Title.

"So you've never held that title either? Oh. Hrm. Once again, that's on me. My bad. But you know, my dear Austin, this just proves to these fans that what I am saying is true. You really aren't as good as you say you are."

"I mean, all those guys you mentioned held that title. A bunch of big names around here used to carry that belt with pride. I never said it's NEVER been worth anything, it's just that lately it just feels like a placeholder for the "Flavor of the Week", especially after they played "hot potato" with it that one night."

"If anything, I do think that title is worthless now. But I knew that if I did pick it up, then I could bring it's shine back."

"As for your AWE Heavyweight Title..."

He smirks.

"Your AWE Heavyweight title doesn't matter here either, so please exclude it as a viable arguement. It's not even like you can legally present proof here on XWF Television that you even held it. Why that would be like advertising a rival organization or something."

"But it's not a rival organization, because honestly I don't think any gives a shit about Australian Wrestling Entertainment. Sounds like a bush league to me. But what do I know? I've only been following the business since it's inception."

"But no, your AWE Title doesn't back up your claims of being great one bit. I mean, if it did, my titles would matter here as well."

Cain's Title History Said:

NCW Television Title (3)
NCW Intercontinental Champion (2)
GCW Tag Team Champion (1)
GCW Undisputed Champion(2)
NECW Revolutionary Champion (1)
First Round Evolution Draft Pick
King of the Deathmatch (3)
RTX Champion (1)
Evolution Television Champion(2)
Bloodsport Champion (2)

Cain watches his list of achievements flash up the screen slowly, as if the words are actually before his very eyes. He then looks back into the camera, his smile fading.

"That's my resume, Kangaroo Jack."

"You see, not only am I the world's most renowned murderer I am also not too bad of a wrestler."

"But you know as well as I do that none of that really matters. Those titles are a thing of the past, just as any match you have won since coming here or before."

Austin Fernando Said:Should I be throwing in the word 'mate' a bit more often to make you believe that I lived in Australia for a little while?

Cain pulls out his smart phone and starts swiping across the screen with his thumb. He opens up the XWF App and looks through the roster pages. He tilts his head.

"Forgive me if I'm wrong, but it says right here that your hometown is Gold Coast, Australia. So I, like many of my fans, would be lead to believe that you were Australian. I mean it's not like you actually have a Wikipedia page about you that states otherwise."

"No Austin. Don't expect me to go back and watch every single promo you've ever filmed so you can say "LOLZ I'm not Australian ya big dummie, I was born in Buttfuck, Missouri."

"I only take a nap every hundred years and I'm not sleepy right now so I don't need your promos to put me to sleep."

Austin Fernando Said:What the fuck where you on about then?

"Okay and you talk about my execution of the English language. I assume you mean "What the fuck were you on about?" But my mind says different. My mind wants my mouth to say "Austrailia, you dumb shit. That's where your hometown is." But no. I'll take the high road because I knew what you meant."

"I can tell I'm getting under your skin a bit though, Fernando. I can see it, because all of a sudden you are stumbling on your words. Also, I noticed that you have began speaking a lot about the same subjects over and over. The same things you ridicule me for, you are doing."

"You know, anxiety isn't just heavy breathing and rocking back and forth. The fact of the matter is now that I am investing myself in picking you apart mentally, you feel yourself getting anxious. Maybe you're just desperate to say something clever and throw me back off my stride? Something is different, Fernando. I see it everytime I look into your eyes."

"I see that confidence draining out, and this fear creeping into your heart. You just have to keep telling yourself that there's no way that I will beat you. Your brain filters it to your mouth, and it comes out. You hope that I will believe it."

"You hope that my determination will falter as it has so many times before. You want me to walk into that ring with my eyes downcast and at half strength so that you may stand the smallest chance of winning. But that small chance is dwindling, so your words become stumbling blocks as mine were."

"At first, anyways."

Austin Fernando Said:Which will take me right along to my next point, where you decided to talk about me not being in the main-event yet again. I can't comprehend what's running through your mind. Why would management give me another number one contender match for a DIFFERENT BELT when I'm already getting a match for a more prestigious prize?

"You're on crack, right? Tell me this because your logic is mind boggling."

"You...are...calling the Xtreme Title more prestigious than the Hart Championship? Or the Intercontinental Championship?"

"A title that gives you an automatic briefcase if you hold on to it the Xtreme Title may be but it's still lost it's shine. Hell, you'll have every Tom, Dick, and Harry on your ass trying to take that belt on free TV like you're mother fucking Crash Holly and you're saying it's more prestigious than the title I may have an opportunity at?"

"Oh and that briefcase? Who are you going to use it against? Trax? Because you're CCWF and you'd be contradicting the whole group if you went for his title. Or maybe you'll use it against Vinnie Lane for his championship and cause dissension in a group of men who are a united front against XWF?"

"What are you on about, Fernando?"

"Or, once again, what are you on? Please share."

Austin Fernando Said:I feel like I'm an Emperor watching you compete like a fucking gladiator in an arena. Literally, you try to prove your worth by attempting to make me look like an idiot, and then you fail.

"Emperor of what exactly? Being an assclown?"

"As for making you look like an idiot, I don't have to try. You do well enough on your own with all your hype. Seriously, you hype yourself up like you're some kind of perfect wrestler but at the end of the day you're more like bridesmaid. Always the bridesmaid."

"Always."

"Real nice of you to bring up the " Championship". So what you are trying to convey is that I will eventually be a champion once again? Wow. Even if it is that Championship then you just did a one eighty as it pertains to your opinion of me."


He leans back in his recliner and becomes deftly serious for a moment.

"Fernando, this is going to come as a surprise to you. Hell, it comes as a surprise to me, because I fucking hate you. In a way, I am grateful to you though. Because you see, the fires of hell were starting to burn down to embers. They were on the verge of going out, which is why I almost laid there and took it. As long as I made you bleed, it didn't matter."

"Austin?"

"Are you listening? It does matter. You've gotten lucky so many times as it pertains to me. You've beaten me everytime we have stepped into the ring because I would lose focus. But as I sat there and listened to your insults over and over, I felt something inside of me that was long dead."

"The ashes of the flames of hell began to glow inside of me, and I felt the heat becoming more intense. Then you said the one thing that struck the match that set those flames ablaze once again.

Austin Fernando Said:it's fucking over...

He sits there for a moment in silence, then shakes his head.

"It's never over, Austin. You sit there and you claim that you are better than any of the locker room heroes and you claim that "it's over". I don't do this often, but the XWF is still full of people that can beat you. Namely me. You made a huge mistake when you said it's over."

"As long as I live and breathe, it's not over Austin. It will never be over, because I will live and breathe forever. You're facing a very different Cain now, son."

"This is the Cain that was once revered as the most feared and violent superstar in the XWF. This Cain once had people dreading facing him, not for the reasons you say, but because they knew they would lose. They knew they would get hurt in the process."

"Back then, men begged management to not have to face me. This was the Cain that was pure fear."

"This is the Cain you face, the fate that lies before you. A dark cloud looming over your career, getting ready to strike it down. You, Fernando, have rekindled the fires of hell..."

The light slowly fades, leaving the glowing coals that are Cain's eyes in the darkness.

"....you will regret it, because as always the fires of hell demand a sacrifice."

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