(A dark alleyway is shown on camera, a figure steps out of the shadows, it is none other than Jake Lyon. His breaths come out in gasps and his chest heaves with every intake. He looks deep into the camera with desperate eyes)Jake: I'll make this short and sweet. I'm tired of you and your big fucking mouth. I am tired of words being thrown around and not fists. I am tired of having to settle our disputes over a fucking camera and not in the ring. I want to get in that ring with you Dante, and I want to make you scream in pain. I want to make you wish that you had never called Heather a whore, that's right, HEATHER. Not Heater, not ho, not bitch, not slut. Heather. You disgust me in more ways than I can count and I am just plain sick and tired of you and your antics as of late. You can talk on and on about how you are going to do this and that, and you can keep saying how I said this when I should have said this, I DON'T GIVE A SHIT! In that ring, words don't mean a damn thing, the only thing that matters is competitors beating the hell out each other. You can throw sex jokes around all you want, you can go on and on about the money and titles you have, I don't care. I will be in that ring, I will have the fans and Heather on my side. You will have an uneasy ally and the fans against you. That is the way I see it. I see us as on equal battle grounds and I have been trained to strive in that. I am going to make a ladder rung out of you, you will be nothing but a step up to the top for me you insignifigant nobody. I don't care what you or anyone thinks.
The critics claim that you will win this match, so do a lot of the boys in the back. I don't care, the only thing that matters is what I think and I KNOW I can take you out. Every man can be taken out any day of the week. It depends on the time, the place and the person. I am the right person, Friday is the right time, and Warfare is the right place. I don't give a damn how big you are, how strong you are, or how quick you are. Everyone can be beaten. There are no limits to this statement. Dante, you will find out who true this statement is when we lock up. You may think of me as just some young punk that doesn't stand a chance. Well tough luck, you are going to have to fight off this little punk as hard as you can because he is coming at you with everything he has. Get ready for a match that is going to turn heads, a match that is going to cause people in the stands to ask each other, 'Who the hell was THAT kid?!' That is what I want and that is what I will get tomorrow. I want to beat your ass so bad that Seth Dryden is going to have a walk through the park with your ass. I want to cost you two matches and not just one. My name is going to be heard around the world as the young punk who took out the olympian and world class boxer. Care to dispute this prediction? Then let's do it in the ring because I'm tired of wasting my time with you. I am the king of the jungle and I have roared my last word on your sorry ass.
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