Albuquerque, New Mexico

"Words don't come close to gracing how deeply frustrated I am right now."

I'm not afraid of standing still, I'm just afraid of being bored.

"NoA, one of this new community's most important events, featuring myself, the AoWF's most decorated star of all time and two of this current incarnation's supposed best. and yet there we were, no more than ten minutes into the opening match of the night and already I've got a fall on our current highest ranking champion.

"And all I've really got to show for it is one more win and this eternally hollow feeling for it all."

I'm not afraid of speaking my mind, I'm just afraid of being ignored.

"Still, see the rainbow and not the rain, right? Because one way or another I'm one and oh against our esteemed IC champ... and just days away from finally giving the LWF a Champion to care about. Someone they can rely on to do them proud... and not some two bit drunk who can barely lace his boots anymore, never mind throw it down in the ring."

I'm not afraid of being sick, I'm more afraid of being well.

"That's you all over, isn't it Bryce? A disappointment. A champion in nothing but name and a man who failed to live up to what little hype was ever placed upon him. What's worse though is that if you'd even just show some teeth, people could say that at least you tried to make the most of what you've been given.

"Instead however, you're content to have just lucked into the greatest opportunity of your life, only to let it slip away because you're just too damn stupid to do anything about it. and so there you'll stand, right on the verge of finally being someone... desperate never to let it happen."

I'm not afraid of happy endings, I'm just afraid my life won't work that way.

"You're a waste of breath, Bryce. A waste of air... a waste of my time. And on Friday night, the world isn't coming to witness some kind of titanic struggle between two of this sports best. They're coming to see me put an end to this ill handled reign you've dragged on far too long. And that's fine, because there's nothing I'd love better than to give a company - that's done so much for me in such a short time - a champion they can finally be proud of.

"Best of all, I get to do it all before your brother's beady little eyes. I get to to make him watch as I tear you down and claim my prize.

"This time, however, unlike with your poor, sweet little sibling, there will be no one there to save you and fuck me over... because there's no one left who actually cares about anything you."

I'm not afraid, put the gun in my hand, I'm just afraid it will hurt like hell.

"You're finished, Bryce. You were done and dead long ago, the fact that you're even still bothering to sign your names is a testament to both your will and your stupidity - neither of which are going to stop me from burying you in that ring.

"This is your end, Stryker. Welcome to it."