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Chris Chaos · (07-15-2020)

The camera shifts a little, coming into focus. Chaos is sitting, his head down, long blonde locks falling around each side of his head. The camera sits, focused on him for for a minute or two, before he lifts his head and looks into the camera.

The room around him is dark, and there is a poster on the wall behind him of Theo Pryce........both of his eyes have red X's across them.

His mouth has been scribbled out with black pen.

It appears to be the only thing on the chipped and peeling dry wall.

"I am not even sure what I am going to do to you inside that cage is legal in France, McBride. I offered you a chance to stop the pain before it begins. I gave you a chance to link up with your former partner, and former friend, Peter. You blew it off. You chose pride over brains. You chose ego over common sense. You chose to beat your chest.......

.......well, I am going to rip your heart out.

You're a speedbump. In the grand scheme of things, in the big picture, you don't matter to me. You're a mosquito bite, an annoyance at best. A fly buzzing around the room. That is all. And this week, I am going to rip your wings off.

Did you watch Savage? We dominated that show. I dominated that show. I brought Ned Kaye to his knees, I speared Wrestler 82 out of his shoes, I had Robert Main quivering like a cold dog.

What do all three of those men have in common?

They're all better than you. That was the biggest and most eventful Savage in months, and all anyone is talking about is what was the photo Ned Kaye was forced to see? What will 82's revenge plot be? Will I finally beat Robert Main?

It's all me, McBride. You have never attracted that kind of smoke. You have never been the highlight, the limelight, the reason. You're an afterthought to Alzheimer's patients. I gave you a chance to reform, I gave you a chance to become something for once, to make something of yourself.

And like always, you failed.

You can be as mad as you want. You can hate me as much as you want. You can want to hurt me more than anyone has ever wanted to hurt someone.........but its all for nothing. When you speak, nobody listens. Don't you get it? Nobody listens. When you speak its just another "McBride Promo". When I speak, people stop what their doing to tune in. I speak the truth, I am the voice of the voiceless, I command respect and I tell it like it is. Call it ego, call it what you will. I'm sure you will have something oh-so-clever to say. I have heard it all before. I am the XWF's favorite bad guy because I have been the most consistent, and the most screwed over. I became a punchline, not of my own doing, but by the establishment who wanted me to quit so they didn't have to do the termination paperwork.

I NEVER QUIT.

It isn't in my DNA, Mike. I am the guy who drove the most rock solid ass kicker this place has ever seen over the edge. Jim Caedus was a stuttering mess of steroids and neck beard strands when I was through with him. I drove him over the edge, pushed the very boundaries of his sanity, and became the thorn in his side that he just couldn't remove. He tried, oh did he ever try. He and Robert Main have tried oh so many times. Every time they have failed. I am still here, and I am stronger than ever.

If two of the best this company has ever had couldn't put me away, you'd have to be an absolute

to think Michael McBride will. Or can. I know you want to get to that promise land, I know you want to reach for the stars...........

The things I am going to do to you inside that cage, McBride......the things I am going to put my own body through just to hurt you even more..............it is almost criminal. The more I think about it, the more it pains even me. Women will be crying, trying to cover children's eyes, men will bury their face in their hands. Every war has a starting point, and every war has its bloody beginning. You're collateral damage. Consider this 'the shot heard round the world', because when I leave this cage Theo Pryce is going to get the message. I will run through every member of this roster until I get what I ultimately want. I will run through every single person here until I am satisfied. The blood of many will be on the hands of Theo Pryce and Vinnie Lane, and it starts tomorrow night. You are the first in a long trend. Peter Gilmour will be looking on with his head held high. He will be looking on as his past crumbles, and he sees what he left behind.

McBride, I am going to embarrass you on national television and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it.

The ball is in your court. You aren't going to win, but you can decide how much is too much. You can choose to end it, whenever you want.......or you can choose to hide behind false pride and an overinflated ego and take the beating of your life. I have asked you once, and I will ask you again.

How do you want to be remembered?

He smiles into the camera before looking back down towards the floor, bringing his hands together almost as if he is praying.

He wasn't.

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