You're fading in to a post-deadline pre-game wrap up. Cold outside and colder still.

"My name is Trevor. Not Travis."

"And I'm sure you're already planning to retort that it was just another way to "get under my skin", but fuck off with that nonsense. If you can't focus enough to keep my name strait, how the hell do you plan this miracle counter to my arm bar? "Better men have tried" is another cop out, just another cliché you think you can throw around because you wrestled in this community three years ago."

"So did I."

"In addition to beating one of your teammates - whose been conspicuously silent this week - I learned a lot in a short amount of time. Now I'm back, and I find that simplicity does best in a world where fools can't keep up."

"The definition of "scapegoat"? In the Bible, it was a beast over whose head Aaron confessed all the sins of the children of Israel, before taking those sins and symbolically entering the wilderness."

"Its also a person or object made to take the blame of others... kind of keeps in with the biblical sense doesn't it? Go back and listen to the context in which I spoke. You made wrestling the "scapegoat" for your problems and your drama... now you're a different person, and that's fucking great. But you're still an idiot, so who the fuck cares?"

"And realize this... try to focus now if you can. There was no news exposé on LWF television. Don't know what you think you saw, but you didn't. I didn't even bring up the accident directly - you did. Now you want be to drop it? Great, that's all I've wanted all along."

"I don't need anyone here to relate to my position. I don't need sympathy or advice. Tragedy falls on everyone, and there are hundreds of thousands of people that experience agony on an undying level everyday that I can't compete with. But my life is in the limelight, so people are expected to care more. My tragedy becomes your Chicago Sun headline, and so you're affected. What should I do, then? Pretend like that news article was never printed and act like Dan Timberland never offered his condolences?"

"You're going to face Vicious, I'm going to tear you apart. Because that's what I've promised to do, and its what I'm capable of on a level that you're clearly unprepared for. Mentally and physically I'm beyond you right now. Continuing your own ignorance on the matter won't pull the shades over anyone else's eyes or cover their ears. Everyone's heard you fuck up. Tomorrow night, they'll witness it firsthand."

A pause to reflect. You know the one.

"Lisa Seldon, shut the fuck up. I'm sick of your double standards. I haven't done anything to back myself up? Yeah, I know I stole that win from you and Protean and Ranvir that night, I'm sorry. I promise next time I'll let the three of you gang rape me in the center of the ring and play dumb."

"Do something to earn that title. Anything. I'd rather not be taking a hollow piece of tin from an embarrassment like you did. As of right now, you're not a champion. You're a person holding a belt. There's a difference there that you've yet to realize, and there's an even greater difference between you and I."

"I have the right to face you for that title at Vertigo. Just like I had the means to defeat my brother at Volver. There's the kind of person who takes a hollow title and makes it matter, he makes it mean something to the community and the World it represents."

"That's not me."

"Sorry to say, but I'm no Collins. I'm the person who takes the object of your desires, and defeats you for it mercilessly and holds it over your head. Kind of like I did with the AOWF Television Title title, right? So you've got this title that means nothing, and you want me to fight you for it? If I had any indication that it mattered to you, I would. I'd take it from you fast and easy. But all you've done this week is cut a last-minute promo with the same bullshit name-dropping cut with the same la-di-da irony, and you're so busy snorting it up that you can't face the facts."

"Your team doesn't stand a chance."

"Show me you've got something worth fighting for... or don't. Its not an ultimatum, unless you think your career actually matters."

Fading away, again and again.