The Main Event (O2 Fatal Fourway Titans)

[Haven]

It was the start of the show on MayheM, as "Two Weeks" by All That Remains hits the speakers. With an explosion, Haven makes his grand entrance, mic in hand.

Some fans actually holding up signs of "Hollywood or Bust" were visable in the front rows, as they had seen Devin Matthews online show, and knew that Haven would be making his return to MayheM here tonight.

Looking around, and dusting off his shoulders, Haven clears his throat, walks towards the ring, and makes his opening statement...


"I know what you're thinking...."Our prayers have been answered, and Haven has decided to grace us with an appearance tonight"

"Right?"

Most fans booing, with a few female fans screaming, "We love you, Haven" were heard

Pausing in the middle of the ramp, Haven says...

"I love me too ladies."


"You all are in for one hell of a show later tonight, with none other than FOUR well known, and well established...well, maybe except in James' case, Titans fighting in the obvious main event worthy Fatal Fourway match that our CEO, Amanda Wallace has set up.

"In one corner, you have the FORMER champion, Jon Pryor. Emphasis on FORMER."

"In another, we have the FORMER soldier, Carson Freedom. His life our torture."

"And in the third, we have the FORMER useful Titan, William James, with his little make-up and such."

"Finally, you have the single reason most of you showed up tonight....Hollywood Haven."

"You notice how nothing "former" was placed in mine?"

"It's simple really....I'm not formerly anything, as Haven is DESTINED for greatness."

With some cheers, met with louder boos, Haven takes it all in as he closes his eyes and lifts his head as if to absorb the atmosphere.

Opening his eyes, he makes his way into the ring, and says...

"I've moved on from the Mid Atlantic path, as I'm sure most of you already know."

"Instead, Haven has set his sights on the biggest championship belt here....the GCW Championship belt."

So, believe me when I say, that none of these FORMER great Titans will stand in the way of Haven achieving that goal."

[William James]

Guitars begin to play across the arena sound system,
as 'I Stand Alone' begins to play,
signaling the entrance of William James.
WJ walks out onto the stage, mic in hand.

"How didn't I know YOU would be the first one out here
runnin' your mouth about this Elimination Chase to the GCW World title?"

WJ shakes his head, and continues...

"Listen... even you, yourself, said it best...
you're not ANYTHING, former or not.

All flash, no substance.
And even that flash is beginning to fizzle out...

If I didn't know better, I would tend to think
Christian Pryce grew his hair out and put on some new attire.

Hell, you and him could be brothers...
with all the same garbage coming from both of you.

Mr. Destiny... Mr. Hollywood... Mr. Whatever...
Listen, it don't matter what you call yourself...
the fact of the matter is this...

Week after week, YOU talk and talk...
and when it's all said and done... YOU get punk'd out.
Always coming this close, yet pure fail all the same.

Sure, I know what you're gonna come back to me with...
so save your breath...

You see, I don't NEED titles to make myself happy.
Hell, I could really care less if I even win a match or not, honestly.
I win when I WANT to win... ask James Hunter about that.

I'm here to fight, plain and simple...
if I win a title, great...
if I don't, well... who really cares?
You won't be hearing me cry about it..."

WJ begins to pace back and forth on the stage...

"Now, don't think I'm not grateful for this chance laid at my feet...

However, all the fame and glory YOU HAVE to have, don't mean nothin' to me.
Like I said before, I don't need it.

Win or lose, when I open you up...
and that blood drips from your body...
THAT will be MY Championship gained.

Trust me, son... you will bleed...
and with Pryor and Freedom also in this thing...
you ain't got no chance of winning anything."

WJ stops pacing, and stands middle stage, looking to the ring...

"But, you can at least be happy about one thing...
when this is said and done, you will still not be a FORMER anything...

But, THAT will never change...
you got to be SOMETHING before you can be a FORMER anything.

Even if you do by some shear stroke of luck win this thing...
Jyndal will tear you apart... and you will STILL be NOTHING.

So, chew on that a while, Mr. Hollywood...

I'll see you later on tonight, pal...


WJ drops the mic onto the stage, and walks out of the arena.
Everything he needed to say was said...
anything else would be settled in the ring, as far as WJ was concerned.

[Haven]

Laughing at James attempt to get the last word in as he walks away, Haven says...

"You don't have to respond to this one James, because as you said already; you couldn't care less about winning."

"And you know what? That's why you'll always be a loser."

"Alright; that's one destined loser out of the way. Who's next?"

[Haven]

Checking his watch, Haven looks out at the crowd, now chanting for another Titan to walk out, growing impatient, Haven raises his eyebrow, and says...


"One.....Just one Titan had the balls to speak with Haven?"

"And the guy had eyeliner on at that."

"Okay. Haven wont waste anymore of his valuable time, waiting around for the other two losers.".....I'll find them instead."

Tossing the mic aside, Haven makes his way out of the ring, and down the ramp.

Who will he find first?