One last time... [Pryce]

[William James]

The guitars begin to play, as WJ makes his way into the arena.
His last outing saw him losing his chance at holding the GCW World Championship.
What was his game plan now... with only two GCW programs left to go?
He continues to the ring, and grabs a mic from a ringside table.
WJ enters the ring, and stands center ring, and begins to speak...

"Well, first off, I'd like to say a few words
about that GCW World title match that I was a part of last week.

I'm not to proud to say, I was beaten by a better man that night.
I'm not gonna come out here and make excuses like some would.
Plain and simple, Jack was the better man THAT night.
He beat me fair and square.

But, how I see it, it was better to have been there and lost...
than not being there at all.

Now, I'm not sure of the game plan Ms. Wallace has for Global Supremacy,
but as the 'Chase' winner, I hope to have one more shot to take home the gold.
Time will tell on that..."

WJ takes a deep breath, and continues...

"But, as for tonight...

To end out my time here, it only seems fitting to call out someone I've had quite the history with.
Someone who has recently come back, and captured gold for himself.

A man that broke into the business, pretty much the same time I did, back in Ohio.
A feud that continued on to Seattle, and now ends here in Chicago.
For now, that is, until we cross paths again somewhere else down the road.

That man is the current Mid-Atlantic Champion, Christian Pryce."

WJ takes another deep breath, and continues again...

"Now, Brent Starr, you probably has a re-match clause for that title.
And to that, I could really care less.
You see... this isn't about the title.

This is about me and Pryce, one on one... one last time.

If he wants to be a man, and put that title on the line, so be it.
Now Starr, I'm sure, the Champion will defend the title against you at Supremacy...
if that is what you desire.

But, tonight, it's me.
I want Pryce, tonight...title or no title...

WJ walks to the ring rope, facing the stage...

"So how about it, Pryce...
Mr. Destiny Hero ... Mr. White Angel ...
or dare I say ... Mr. Platinum Edition?

I'm calling you out, pal...
let's do this, one last time!"

[Christian Pryce]

The man of many names arrives on the stage to a chorus of ALL WE NEED IS A REASON. and Christian Pryce with his newly won Mid-Atlantic championship around his waist. he looks over the packed arena. and then looks at his arch nemesis.

William James. congrats on winning the chase. honestly i was pulling for my pal Jack but honestly you looked like you held your own. And ITS FINALE TIME. thats right the finale is coming up and walking in the Mid-Atlantic Champion is a very big thing for my career. so to walk out would be even bigger. Now ladies and gentleman let me take you back to where this all began.

A flash on the screen above showing a younger Christian Pryce and William James back down in the old WTF.

Do you remember this? this was when you and i met in the Ring for the first time. i was the rookie trying to save an old mans career while you were gonna be promoted to VWE. you beat me that night i recall. then we met later on. and since then we've dodged and evaded each other more times than i can count with a handful of one on one matches against each other.

Then a poster for the GCW finale is on the screen.

So it comes down to this. GCW, Finale. Christian Pryce vs William James. this is something that sounds like an epic finale. you and me to the death. so yeah at Global Supremacy it will be me vs you. in a stipulation match. thats right. you see the stips will be found out soon. cause next week I'm going to set up a challenge for you. if you overcome it then you get to pick the match choice. don't get me wrong you will face me at Global Supremacy, but i need to spice the last title defense up a few notches. now being Mr "Chase " winner you should have no trouble in overcoming them right?

[William James]

WJ lets out a laugh...

"You question me about overcoming anything involved with you?
Ha... good one there, Pryce.

Probably, the better question is do YOU have what it takes to go one more time with me?
Even way back then in Ohio, just starting out in the business...
I was better than you, and after all this time, I STILL am.

Sure, you stand there with the Mid-Atlantic title around your waist...
but it takes more than a piece of metal to impress me...
you of all people should know that, Pryce..."

WJ smiles at Pryce, still on the stage, and continues...

"So, go ahead... name the stipulations, or not...
I'm not interested in playing your head games...

As long as it's YOU standing across from me in the ring...
that is all I desire... everything else, really don't matter.

Just know this...
It will be your blood on my hands when this is said and done...
you can count on that, Pryce.

The final countdown has begun..."

WJ looks at his wrist, simulating looking at a watch, tho not wearing one...

"Tick, Tock.... Tick, Tock..."

WJ smiles at Pryce again, wondering what will be coming from him next...

[Christian Pryce]

Piece of metal. you know that is quite funny since you stand across me with hope of winning this piece of metal. and as for you questioning me on whether i can beat you. i know i can. if i can beat Brent Starr for the belt. then i can beat you with greater ease.

Pryce storkes his title for a second.

Now then the stipulation. now this depends on management. you see if you can beat me or my opponent of choosing then you will get to name the match type at Global Supremacy. sounds easy enough right? Wrong!!!!you have to beat the opponent in under 10 minutes. thats right if you win in over 10 mins then i get to choose the match type.

Fans look at each other nobody has ever made a match like this. it will be interesting.

[William James]

WJ shakes his head to what Pryce had said...

"Always head games with you, Pryce, isn't it?

Let me say this one last time...
maybe slower, so YOU get it...

I.... WANT.... A.... MATCH.... AGAINST.... YOU!

Did you get it this time?
Or do I have to repeat myself again?

It's you I want, not some random opponent that you want to hide behind.
If I wanted to fight them, I would have called them out, and not you.

I called you out, Pryce, and you alone...
not just because you are the current Mid-Atlantic Champion.

Had you not have gotten lucky against Starr last week...
I would have still called you out this week, regardless.
The Mid-Atlantic title is nothing but a side note to what is really going on here.

Again, it's you I want, and you alone.
And, as far as your little stipulation on how this match will go...
so be it....you're ON, pal!"

WJ takes a seat on the middle rope, and holds up the top rope with his shoulder,
while waving Pryce to the ring with his right hand.
He continues to hold the ropes, and speaks again....

"So, how about it, Pryce?
Why don't you stop wasting my time, and the time of these fans...
grow a set, and come on down here, and face me like a man.

Even you have said, not so long ago,
*baby voice* "wittle Pryce all growd up now..."

WJ stands now, yet still waves Pryce down to the ring...

"Come down here a prove it!

Back up what you say for once...
and come down here and beat me with ease.

I will prove to you, that you got lucky last week,
and that you are nothing but a paper champion.
Someone that don't even deserve to hold that Mid-Atlantic title.

I'm tired of waiting, and playing your head games...
get down here so we can finally finish this, once and for all!