Mayhem Title Is On Fyre (O2A)

[Angel Fyre]

As the PPV begins, we see footage of all the titles in a promo package. Angel Fyre enters the stage as it is going through its motions as he carries the Mayhem Title over his left shoulder.

Cut the music and that promo! Good! Now since I got the attention of the production crew let me make my walk down to the ring and get things started for this PPV on the right track.

Angel makes his walk to the ring and gives a few poses before interacting once again with the people.

Now since I got your attention let me just get a few things off my chest. First of all is that GCW personnel come and say go save our show. And of course like always I do. They say you are like a "god" and just do what you do best and the ratings and buyrates will hit the roof. Of course only one man can do that so no need to thank me it is just customary now. With that said, I am out here to give one lucky soul a chance of a lifetime. A chance to rub elbows with greatness and get a shot at the Mayhem Title. Of course it has to be one person on the Mayhem roster that is worthy of such accolades.

Angel pulls out a piece of paper.

You see what I got is the roster from Mayhem and I am looking at the roster and checking it twice to see who deserves an opportunity. Lets see? No not good enough, no, no, no, no, no. Oh maybe for that person. No, no, no, no. Wait a minute that guy deserves a shot. Oh wait a minute that is me, my bad!

Angel wads up the list and throws it in the first row.

This list is almost embarrassing. I have defeated and just don't see anyone worth even getting a match. Should I even be here? Tell me I can just take the night off. Besides being me is just the hardest thing any man can do. Hard to be this rich, this good lucking, and this damn good.

Angel shifts the title as the fans are giving him the business as they wait to see if anyone has the guts to come out.

[blaze]

As he finally ends his little rant, the arena lighting begins to darken. From the sound system emanates the beginning of Seether's hit song, 'Fake It'. This being a sign that none other than Blaze was on his way out here to accept this little challenge...

The fans wait...and wait....their gazes locked upon the stage. Yet, there is nothing. No sign of Blaze whatsoever. Until finally he appears on the titantron. The screen shows him in the audience making his way down to the ring. A devious smile on his face, the fans pat him on the back as he descends the arena stairs towards the ring.

Reaching the barricade he hops it with ease. Circling the ring to make his way over to the announcers table where he retrieves a microphone. With the aforementioned object now obtained, he slides beneath the bottom rope to enter the ring and quickly jumps to his feet. Locking eyes with Fyre as he raises the microphone to his mouth...

"You think your pretty hot now huh? Think just because you've held that title for a short time...you think your special? Well check this junior...I've taken craps that were longer and more important than your sorry little title reign...A reign that comes to an end tonight!"

It seemed as if the old Blaze was finally returning. Not the piss poor attitude, jerk Blaze that had been wasting space on the LockUp roster. No, this was the new...improved...Mayhem Blaze...

"Now...I know my performance over on that second rate show LockUp was pathetic at best.....and, yes I have only been on Mayhem for a short time....But, after my match last Mayhem...well, lets let it speak for itself...roll the footage monkeys!"

The titantron flashes to life once more, showing a recap of Blaze's last match. A hardcore triple threat in which he dominated. Hitting his amazing 'Incinerator' for the victory...

"Now, I know after seeing that...you must be saying to yourself....Damn, Blaze is a beast...and its true...I am a beast....so, I don't blame you if you want to back down like the pathetic loser you are...If not though, then man up...grow a set...and except the inferno as your opponent....Because you better recognize....they don't come much better than the King of Xtreme himself...yours truly....Blaze!"

Blaze lowers his Mic and awaits a response...

[Angel Fyre]

Angel Fyre looks at Blaze as he definitely was surprised to see him come out.

You know what "monkey boy" you do got some nerve. Heck, I thought you was dead or went away to some deserted island to find yourself. I mean your name isn't even on the roster that I got. So apparently even GCW thinks you are a waste of my time and apparently not good enough to be in the squared circle with yours truly. But you know I am not a running champion because frankly you will be light work and an easy paycheck tonight. For crying out loud the matches I saw you in would pretty much drop the ratings quicker than the titanic and of course your career has hit. But don't worry junior that is why I am here to save the day. I am here to give the "little" man his opportunity to "shock" the world. You enough long shots at least got a shot and since I got nothing better to do then just eat popcorn and enjoy the PPV; I might as well take a little of my frustration on someone that is as easy as most of the women in this arena tonight.

Now since you are out here then just go in the back and dust off your little ring boots and I will assume to put you in the position that everyone gets in when they get in the ring with me. You know on your back, looking at the lights and wondering why did I open up my big mouth? You know what I mean don't ya junior? Of course you do and of course don't worry about things, I plan on making this as quick and painless as I can. I for one am not going to be accused for dropping another lost career.

The fans begin to boo louder as the arrogant Angel has gotten under their skin.

So baby boy if you want a shot at the title then here I am. The greatest thing since an egg white omlet is standing right here. Only thing between us is air and opportunity. So if you want to be a main eventer then all you got to do is take what is mine. You ready?

[blaze]

"Greatest thing since an egg white omelet? So, your pretty much white and disgusting then, eh? Well, at least you didn't compare yourself to sliced bread...Because we all know you pale in comparison to that..."

This guy was getting under Blaze's skin as well. It was good to have the crowd back on his side for once...

"Now, you seem to like to talk about me being washed up 'baby boy'. The thing is...I would choose being a washed up has been.....over being a never was such as yourself...any day....I mean, at least my history speaks for my accolades....You however....Hell dude, the way I see it...your just going to fade into obscurity like every other nobody whose stepped in the ring with me thinking that I was past my prime..."

Blaze continues to stare down Fyre with a fierce gaze...

"So you ask if I'm ready? Well check this junior...I was born ready....the real question...is can you handle the heat?"

Blaze was satisfied with how this was going thus far. With a devious smirk on his face, he awaits a reply once more...

[Angel Fyre]

Angel smiles at Blaze as he knows this could be a match of the ages.

Well pal don't think you are the only one with accolades or credentials. Mine speak for itself too. Just know I am the one carrying the "Gold" tonight and you are the one wishing you were me. That my friend is a fact. Another fact is that that match you had in the triple threat was someone a blown match. I mean who did you wrestle anyway? I seen better matches in a matchbox.

Now you want to ask if I can handle the heat? Everything I touch my friend turns into "Fyre." The question is are you ready for the beatdown that will happen and then you can go hide under a rock like a few others that have when they got their beatdown. Tell me you want run away and never be seen again? At least lick your wounds and acknowledge that I am the better man because that is what will go down. And tonight it begins for you and me. So much I am awaiting this encounter that I am going to see if you are "man" enough to "last." You catch my drift? What I am saying is tonight it will be you and me in a Last Man Standing Match. How does that sound "Mr. Accolade?" You down for that?

[blaze]

Blaze tilts his head back slightly and rubs his chin. Somewhat of a thinking pose. Nodding his head agreeably, he finally replies...

"Mr.Accolade eh? I like that....has a nice ring to it. And after tonight, when I am the one standing in the center of this ring....holding the belt up high in victory...well, thats just one more to add to the list..."

Blaze's face seems cold and remorseless at the moment...

"You see, I do wish I was like you...that is a fact...for once, you got something right. I wish I could be so ignorantly blissful just like you...so I wouldn't even realize how pathetic things have become around here lately...I wish I could be a nobody like you...so I wouldn't have to be bothered for an autograph every damn time I went out....and I wish....no, I dream I could hold....that title...just like you....and tonight...'pal'....I think my dream is going to come true."

Blaze steps up toe to toe with Angel now...

"So you want Last Man Standing...fine by me bro...We're two top tier superstars...at a pay-per-view....fighting for a coveted title...hell, last man standing only seems right....Because Blaze vs Fyre.....well hell....its guaranteed to be one hell of a money making match.....so, I'll see you there 'pal'....bring your 'A' game man....bring...it..."

With that, Blaze drops his microphone and rolls out of the ring....Walking backwards up the ramp, he keeps his eyes on Fyre the whole time...His remorseless look never changing. Finally, he disappears behind the backstage curtain and is gone...