Post by The Ace on Feb 29, 2008 16:53:16 GMT -6
*The scene opens in a hotel room, where Tiffany is sat on the bed, with Solitaire sat in her lap...she is flicking through the channels on the TV and comes across Age Of The Revolution's shoot interview from earlier in the week...*
~Lance Ryan: Well, it was a secret, until you let the cat out of the bag. Secrets are supposed to stay hush hush, you know? Like how the Ace is really a closet homosexual.
Reckless Jack: Way to take it too far Lance.
Lance Ryan: What can I say? I guess I broke kayfabe.~
Tiffany: Closet homosexual? Please...you're lucky he hasn't heard it yet, otherwise you'd be in trouble mate...especially withe the mood he's been in lately...damn Dave Holland...but Lance, how dare you? For a man who jumps from failed stable to failed stable obviously desperate to be surrounded by the company of men, maybe you should question your own sexuality, before you question my fiance's...I hope you win the title because it will be that much sweeter when The Ace takes it from you and you pay for that remark...of course, there's advantages to him beating Spike too, after all he did insult my little baby girl...Jack has taken the smart road thus far and has not said a word against my fiance...
*The scene switches to a park somewhere, The Ace is sat on a park bench alone, seemingly in deep thought about either the huge match this Sunday or the fact that though he never admitted it to Steve, he was still in doubt about marriage. Though we cannot be sure which he was thinking about at the moment, The Ace decided it was time to address the five men he would face this Sunday...because whilst they all seem to think The Ace was thinking about the match all wrong, they couldn't be more wrong...Dave Holland was the cancer on his career, could a dying man be blamed for dwelling on the cancer that hung over his life? Shutting out the light and leaving him in shadow...Dave Holland's shadow...no he couldn't be caught up in that right away, he would only prove them right, but equally The Ace knew he couldn't ignore Dave and so would address him later...*
Fiive men, Joe, Ricky, Jason, Dave and John...all common names belonging to common men the world over, to common faces with common jobs, common families...not a Gladiator among them...five ordinary men...and The Ace...the uncrowned sovereign of nCw...the gladiator of gladiators...you don't believe me? That's okay...I don't expect you too, you see they all didn't believe me when I ended ShowTyme's career, they didn't believe me when I put Phillip Burns out, he never truly recovered from it and that is why he's no longer an active member of the nCw roster...they still didn't believe me when I took Lance out...not once...but twice...they didn't believe me when I won that Showcase match featuring five, yes five of the top guys in the business at the end of last year...and now at the Pay Per View I am in a similar situation, and again nobody believes I can do it...everybody even refused to believe me when Steve and I took the most important thing to the Holland legacy...the nCw Tag Team Championships, we started their downfall with Milo...and on Sunday I conclude it with Dave...just like The Smokin' Aces proved that everything has to end sometime when we ended the Holland's perfect and precious Collision undefeated streak...but guess what? All that, it happened, despite all the testimonies of all the nay sayers it happened...and so too will it happen again when I end Dave's perfect record against me...sure it's a tall order for any common man but not for nCw's one true Sovereign...oh and Dave, you may think this is all about five J's but in my deck there are only four, because you lost the right to call me Jake a long time ago, just like Spike did...only those closest to me are on a first name basis with me...to the rest of nCw...I am simply The Ace...and if you didn't know why by now, you all will be in absolutely no doubt by the end of this Sunday night...
*The Ace smirks*
Four Jacks, a drama Queen and The Ace, but of the five of you, three of you have had the right idea so far, two of you have even learned that when you are out of your depth as you will be in this match, its best to spare yourself the embarrassment of even cutting a promo, though I know that both Ricky and Joe do so enjoy their last minute spurts of confidence at the eleventh hour when it comes to doing what they are supposed to do, and maybe Roxi and Maria like that quality in their men, but me I like to pace myself, savour and scrutinize every moment - and it is that pacing which will gain me victory on Sunday, just as it has on many occassions in the past...but from the quiet commoners, I turn my attention to the only other man in this match who has had the right idea...John Anthony...
*The Ace smiles*
At least you have had somethiing to say on the subject unlike Joe and Ricky...and like you John, I have been waiting for this opportunity ever since I signed my contract, and like you I have been very patient, stepping up to every man management have put against me...and I'm glad yoyu realise that your game will now have to be raised against us, and yes this will be Hell for all of us, but Hell is my domain...I understand it because I've been through it and I've put people through it...but let me just say I would rather kill than be killed in that Colosseum...one thing's for sure though if I die, I'm taking you all to Hell with me...I wont doubt your confidence or skill for one second John, but as great as both those things are, they are not enough...you lack the experience, the experience of being in similar environments, not to mention that I have been in the ring with the five of you before, so I know what exactly what each of you is capable of...and trust me boys, that is the greatest experience of all...it is my edge...it is my advantage...and it is something for which there never can be any substitute...
*The Ace smirks*
Yes, its a possibility that our lives and careers being on the line will shorten both of them, but the unpredictable nature is something I live for, it truly is the niche of the gambler John, and only those willing enough to risk it all deserve to win this match...and as you say its all about climbing that 'ladder' of success...and what happened this past week, John? That's right, I just proved that I can climb the literal ladder and not let go of the title dangling above it until the title is mine...and so it really is that simple, this week I have to climb a figurative ladder, grab my shot and not let go until it's mine...and furthermore, you may feel out of your element John, but I think I've already established that I am not, and consequently I am always prepared to do what it takes...and as honoured as you are at this golden opportunity John, it will be my pleasure to snatch it from you...
*The Ace laughs*
You see whilst you and John are looking for the easiest route to victory, I guarantee that it will be anything but easy....because even though you deserve your spot in this match after that impressive outing against Spike last week, I'm afraid you leave me with no other choice but to force you back in line and wait your turn some more...see Jason may think playing the underdog card might be smart, and if you were facing any other man, I would say that is a sound strategy, but I am The Ace, playing cards is a staple of my life, and in our game, you John will not trump me, because you may be the underdog but I will screw you over like a little bitch, you will be confined to your little kennel, beaten down and bleeding out of every orifice, as you watch the big dog finally get his reward...John, perhaps you missed it, but I did mention you in my first promo...perhaps not as extensively as I am doing now, but I did, so please don't make the mistake of thinking that I am ignoring you, I'm not ignoring anyone, you are a blip on my radar, and this Sunday you will be a footnote to my victory...I'm ready for you John, for as hard and fast as you will come, I will come that much harder and faster because that's what I do...just ask Tiffany...I will not overlook you John, I will be ready to shut down The Machine, so you can flap your gums all you want John, it still wont stop me from kicking your piddly ass all around that steel cell...
*The Ace is interrupted by a baby crying in the distance, someone has left a black stroller unattended a few yards from him, The Ace gets up and goes over...in the stroller is a little baby boy...The Ace looks around and doesn't see anyone else around, so he takes the stroller and starts to push it along, this seems to silence the baby...*
Where's your mother little man? Shall we go and find her?
*The baby looks at him through big brown eyes full of wonder and curiousity as they head down through the park, about five minutes into their journey, a very distressed young woman approaches them...*
Woman: Oh thank you so much! You found my baby...some stupid kids took my stroller and must have decided to dump him there...
*The Ace looks confused, he didn't see any kids, but then again he was engrossed in his thoughts about the match...right now, he was struck by the woman's beauty, she reminded him of someone...a ghost from his past...*
Claire?
Woman: Katherine...Claire was my sister...we were twins...she's dead now...
Oh right, of course I am sorry for your loss...
Katherine: Jake? Jake Conway? I thought I saw you at the funeral...well, this is a surprise...so I hear you're engaged...again...and all because some woman turns up and claims to have your child...shame, I never figured you to fall for that one...
Solitaire is mine...she has to be...
Katherine: Why? Because you want her to be? Wake up Jake, this is the same ditzy blonde who Spike had enough of two years ago, and now she's got you suckered in...a bottle of hair colour doesn't change the intentions of a woman who's just looking for a father for her child...its hard to be a single parent...I know...
What makes you so sure?
Katherine: Because I know you Jake, you've wanted a child for years now, that's why you felt sorry for my son and felt compelled to return him to me, you've always had a strong paternal instinct, but it wasn't supposed to be like that, you wanted a child with Ruth...she's the only one you've ever really cared for, not Tiffany, not even my sister...not even me...
You mean you set me up? Well, you're wrong Kat...
Katherine: Am I? Have you really changed Jake? Are you really willing to give yourself exclusively to one woman for the rest of your life? To the one woman who could never replace Ruth in your heart?
*The Ace says nothing as Katherine steps closer to him, putting a hand on his chest...*
Katherine: Why then does your heart race if no other woman excites you? Why is your breath shallow, why is your skin flushed, Jake, if I do not excite you?
If Tiffany can't replace Ruth, what makes you think you can?
Katherine: I don't want to replace her...I just want you...and if you don't want me...stop me, right here and now...
*They look longingly into each others eyes for several moments before they both surrender to their urges and kiss as the cold wind whips around them...*
*The scene switches to Tiffany with tears in her eyes as she watches the monitor...*
~Perry: Then why did you accept her proposal?
The Ace: Because it was a chance to get laid...
Perry: Ah I see, and you never miss one of those...
The Ace: Nope...
Perry: Surely there are easier ways...
The Ace: Probably, but I don't have that kind of cash to blow...~
*Tiffany switches off the television*
Tiffany: Is that all I am? An alternative to some whore? Does Solitaire mean nothing to you? Do I mean nothing to you? Oh Jake, tell me, it isn't true...
*Tiffany sobs as Solitaire looks rather stunned by her mother's tears...*
*The Ace and Katherine are now sat side by side on the grass, with The Ace sat near the stroller, his back up against a tree...*
Its true...one of my opponents this week calls himself Sexy Jason...he's all excited because not only has he beaten me once - something he wont let me forget - but because this is the biggest match of his career, and he'll be damn lucky if I don't make sure it's his last...
Katherine: I do love it when you get fired up...
*Katherine giggles*
So did his girlfriend Kathy...of course she now denies it infront of him, I guess to save face...see she thinks she made the right choice by sticking with that loser and that he is more of a man than me, well that's just fine...at Sovereign it will take something beyond a mere man to walk away with the victory...and if you doubt me, Jason, I will show you and your little bitch exactly how wrong you are, were or ever will be, see Jason, you may make it into the match, but that's not what counts, what counts is making it out of that match, and if it comes down to you and me, you just might not be so lucky - also I know you are nowhere near healthy after the injuries you've sustained over the past few weeks, add to that the fact that you also have no momentum going into the Colosseum this Sunday, and I'd say the facts pretty much speak for themselves...you cannot win and you will not win...no matter how excited you are getting or how much you're trying to sound like Ric Flair...
*The Ace laughs*
You see it wont be Leonard testing you this Sunday, Jason, it will be me and whilst you might be preparing yourself to go toe to toe with Spike Kane, I am prepared not only for him, but for Lance or Jack - I am ready for all eventualities, as any truly smart gambler would be...
*The Ace grins*
Kathy, drop the pretense darling, I know you're only thinking of my ass not because you want it to be kicked, but because you want it all to yourself...and who could blame you? Not me...
Katherine: Me either...
*The two former lovers smile at each other then at the camera...*
Jason, Kathy didn't get smart, she just settled for second best, something you'll be no stranger to after Sunday either, believe me I don't want to talk **** about that beautiful creature but her ignorance to acknowledge the facts really is forcing my hand...just like you not acknowledging the fact that at Metamorphosis you got lucky, it was a fluke, it wont happen again, besides that was just a Hardcore match, this will be a whole other beast...and like you said, you don't need a partner to take me out, no all you need is my missed step, a chair and a table...too bad this will just be a steel cell where it is every man for himself...yes Jason, I am the bread, but not because I grow stale...no, no, no, no, its because I am the money - a big draw for this company - I insure that Leo can feed not only himself but his daughter and keep her looking pretty for the cameras with a new handbag and a new pair of shoes every week...and I'm sure those finely tailored suits aren't cheap either...
*The Ace smirks*
I may be big headed, but if you don't think I'm a big deal yet Jason, then believe me sunshine, after the Pay Per View, there will be no denying it...and you may have the heart Jason, but only I have the experience to rip it from your chest and leave pieces of it beating whilst it is wrapped in steel...
*The Ace grins sadistically*
And just like you hate giving Steve and I credit for doing what we do, after Sunday you will have no oher choice but to do so yet again as we each achieve the seemingly impossible...whether its just two men, or all six of us, you better not be betting against me Jason...andd your point about the Hollands may well have had merit, but all their tag team reign tells me is that they are great tag team wrestlers...now you may say the same is true of me and Steve but the fact is, both Steve and I have well established singles careers, more established than either of the Hollands, so please stop blowing smoke up Dave's piddly ass in the hopes of finding an ally, before I set you on fire...you see I don't care if you and Dave hate me, hell Ricky, Joe and John probably do too - I'm no stranger to being hated. infact it drives me because I know people only hate those that are infinitely greater than themselves...you see Jason, you may be a threat when you're swinging a chair or have a table ready - for that is the nature of being Xtreme - but the reason why people are saying it'll come down to me and Holland, its not because they've forgotten about you Jason...no, they just don't give a **** about you, that's all...
*The Ace laughs*
The fact is Dave and I, we go way back, pound for pound, we're two of the best, most pure athletes in the game today, that's what people want to see Jason, not you...as much as I hate to admit it, I know how good Dave is and I know I have to be that much better if I am to beat him this Sunday, sure Jason, you may have the heart and maybe that's why Leonard picked you, but the fact is to me, you're just somebody who I happen to pay less attention to, not because I intentionally ignore you but because you're just not worth it...yes Jason, I have been beaten, I'm not infallable, I never have claimed to be...and I never did forget about the others, its just well, they don't concern me as much...I need to beat Dave, I need to shut him up, if only just once, I have proven myself to be better than the rest in other multi-man matches, and really you shouldn't be surprised if I do so yet again...Jason, understand one thing, nobody will put me in my place except me, I will be the very pinnacle of this company...and you all will know...that THE ACE IS STILL IN THE PLACE...where he belongs...
*The Ace grins*
Jason, I don't think you need to tell any of us to bring it, we will, you may not be an easy target, but I'm so glad you're prepared to go to Hell...because when Leonard booked you in this match...he just gave you a guaranteed one way ticket...and I'm the courier...
*Katherine playfully pushes The Ace over, and he retaliates by pulling her down with him...the two laugh and roll about in the grass, oblivious to the fact that as the evening was approaching, it was growing colder...*
~Lance Ryan: Well, it was a secret, until you let the cat out of the bag. Secrets are supposed to stay hush hush, you know? Like how the Ace is really a closet homosexual.
Reckless Jack: Way to take it too far Lance.
Lance Ryan: What can I say? I guess I broke kayfabe.~
Tiffany: Closet homosexual? Please...you're lucky he hasn't heard it yet, otherwise you'd be in trouble mate...especially withe the mood he's been in lately...damn Dave Holland...but Lance, how dare you? For a man who jumps from failed stable to failed stable obviously desperate to be surrounded by the company of men, maybe you should question your own sexuality, before you question my fiance's...I hope you win the title because it will be that much sweeter when The Ace takes it from you and you pay for that remark...of course, there's advantages to him beating Spike too, after all he did insult my little baby girl...Jack has taken the smart road thus far and has not said a word against my fiance...
*The scene switches to a park somewhere, The Ace is sat on a park bench alone, seemingly in deep thought about either the huge match this Sunday or the fact that though he never admitted it to Steve, he was still in doubt about marriage. Though we cannot be sure which he was thinking about at the moment, The Ace decided it was time to address the five men he would face this Sunday...because whilst they all seem to think The Ace was thinking about the match all wrong, they couldn't be more wrong...Dave Holland was the cancer on his career, could a dying man be blamed for dwelling on the cancer that hung over his life? Shutting out the light and leaving him in shadow...Dave Holland's shadow...no he couldn't be caught up in that right away, he would only prove them right, but equally The Ace knew he couldn't ignore Dave and so would address him later...*
Fiive men, Joe, Ricky, Jason, Dave and John...all common names belonging to common men the world over, to common faces with common jobs, common families...not a Gladiator among them...five ordinary men...and The Ace...the uncrowned sovereign of nCw...the gladiator of gladiators...you don't believe me? That's okay...I don't expect you too, you see they all didn't believe me when I ended ShowTyme's career, they didn't believe me when I put Phillip Burns out, he never truly recovered from it and that is why he's no longer an active member of the nCw roster...they still didn't believe me when I took Lance out...not once...but twice...they didn't believe me when I won that Showcase match featuring five, yes five of the top guys in the business at the end of last year...and now at the Pay Per View I am in a similar situation, and again nobody believes I can do it...everybody even refused to believe me when Steve and I took the most important thing to the Holland legacy...the nCw Tag Team Championships, we started their downfall with Milo...and on Sunday I conclude it with Dave...just like The Smokin' Aces proved that everything has to end sometime when we ended the Holland's perfect and precious Collision undefeated streak...but guess what? All that, it happened, despite all the testimonies of all the nay sayers it happened...and so too will it happen again when I end Dave's perfect record against me...sure it's a tall order for any common man but not for nCw's one true Sovereign...oh and Dave, you may think this is all about five J's but in my deck there are only four, because you lost the right to call me Jake a long time ago, just like Spike did...only those closest to me are on a first name basis with me...to the rest of nCw...I am simply The Ace...and if you didn't know why by now, you all will be in absolutely no doubt by the end of this Sunday night...
*The Ace smirks*
Four Jacks, a drama Queen and The Ace, but of the five of you, three of you have had the right idea so far, two of you have even learned that when you are out of your depth as you will be in this match, its best to spare yourself the embarrassment of even cutting a promo, though I know that both Ricky and Joe do so enjoy their last minute spurts of confidence at the eleventh hour when it comes to doing what they are supposed to do, and maybe Roxi and Maria like that quality in their men, but me I like to pace myself, savour and scrutinize every moment - and it is that pacing which will gain me victory on Sunday, just as it has on many occassions in the past...but from the quiet commoners, I turn my attention to the only other man in this match who has had the right idea...John Anthony...
*The Ace smiles*
At least you have had somethiing to say on the subject unlike Joe and Ricky...and like you John, I have been waiting for this opportunity ever since I signed my contract, and like you I have been very patient, stepping up to every man management have put against me...and I'm glad yoyu realise that your game will now have to be raised against us, and yes this will be Hell for all of us, but Hell is my domain...I understand it because I've been through it and I've put people through it...but let me just say I would rather kill than be killed in that Colosseum...one thing's for sure though if I die, I'm taking you all to Hell with me...I wont doubt your confidence or skill for one second John, but as great as both those things are, they are not enough...you lack the experience, the experience of being in similar environments, not to mention that I have been in the ring with the five of you before, so I know what exactly what each of you is capable of...and trust me boys, that is the greatest experience of all...it is my edge...it is my advantage...and it is something for which there never can be any substitute...
*The Ace smirks*
Yes, its a possibility that our lives and careers being on the line will shorten both of them, but the unpredictable nature is something I live for, it truly is the niche of the gambler John, and only those willing enough to risk it all deserve to win this match...and as you say its all about climbing that 'ladder' of success...and what happened this past week, John? That's right, I just proved that I can climb the literal ladder and not let go of the title dangling above it until the title is mine...and so it really is that simple, this week I have to climb a figurative ladder, grab my shot and not let go until it's mine...and furthermore, you may feel out of your element John, but I think I've already established that I am not, and consequently I am always prepared to do what it takes...and as honoured as you are at this golden opportunity John, it will be my pleasure to snatch it from you...
*The Ace laughs*
You see whilst you and John are looking for the easiest route to victory, I guarantee that it will be anything but easy....because even though you deserve your spot in this match after that impressive outing against Spike last week, I'm afraid you leave me with no other choice but to force you back in line and wait your turn some more...see Jason may think playing the underdog card might be smart, and if you were facing any other man, I would say that is a sound strategy, but I am The Ace, playing cards is a staple of my life, and in our game, you John will not trump me, because you may be the underdog but I will screw you over like a little bitch, you will be confined to your little kennel, beaten down and bleeding out of every orifice, as you watch the big dog finally get his reward...John, perhaps you missed it, but I did mention you in my first promo...perhaps not as extensively as I am doing now, but I did, so please don't make the mistake of thinking that I am ignoring you, I'm not ignoring anyone, you are a blip on my radar, and this Sunday you will be a footnote to my victory...I'm ready for you John, for as hard and fast as you will come, I will come that much harder and faster because that's what I do...just ask Tiffany...I will not overlook you John, I will be ready to shut down The Machine, so you can flap your gums all you want John, it still wont stop me from kicking your piddly ass all around that steel cell...
*The Ace is interrupted by a baby crying in the distance, someone has left a black stroller unattended a few yards from him, The Ace gets up and goes over...in the stroller is a little baby boy...The Ace looks around and doesn't see anyone else around, so he takes the stroller and starts to push it along, this seems to silence the baby...*
Where's your mother little man? Shall we go and find her?
*The baby looks at him through big brown eyes full of wonder and curiousity as they head down through the park, about five minutes into their journey, a very distressed young woman approaches them...*
Woman: Oh thank you so much! You found my baby...some stupid kids took my stroller and must have decided to dump him there...
*The Ace looks confused, he didn't see any kids, but then again he was engrossed in his thoughts about the match...right now, he was struck by the woman's beauty, she reminded him of someone...a ghost from his past...*
Claire?
Woman: Katherine...Claire was my sister...we were twins...she's dead now...
Oh right, of course I am sorry for your loss...
Katherine: Jake? Jake Conway? I thought I saw you at the funeral...well, this is a surprise...so I hear you're engaged...again...and all because some woman turns up and claims to have your child...shame, I never figured you to fall for that one...
Solitaire is mine...she has to be...
Katherine: Why? Because you want her to be? Wake up Jake, this is the same ditzy blonde who Spike had enough of two years ago, and now she's got you suckered in...a bottle of hair colour doesn't change the intentions of a woman who's just looking for a father for her child...its hard to be a single parent...I know...
What makes you so sure?
Katherine: Because I know you Jake, you've wanted a child for years now, that's why you felt sorry for my son and felt compelled to return him to me, you've always had a strong paternal instinct, but it wasn't supposed to be like that, you wanted a child with Ruth...she's the only one you've ever really cared for, not Tiffany, not even my sister...not even me...
You mean you set me up? Well, you're wrong Kat...
Katherine: Am I? Have you really changed Jake? Are you really willing to give yourself exclusively to one woman for the rest of your life? To the one woman who could never replace Ruth in your heart?
*The Ace says nothing as Katherine steps closer to him, putting a hand on his chest...*
Katherine: Why then does your heart race if no other woman excites you? Why is your breath shallow, why is your skin flushed, Jake, if I do not excite you?
If Tiffany can't replace Ruth, what makes you think you can?
Katherine: I don't want to replace her...I just want you...and if you don't want me...stop me, right here and now...
*They look longingly into each others eyes for several moments before they both surrender to their urges and kiss as the cold wind whips around them...*
*The scene switches to Tiffany with tears in her eyes as she watches the monitor...*
~Perry: Then why did you accept her proposal?
The Ace: Because it was a chance to get laid...
Perry: Ah I see, and you never miss one of those...
The Ace: Nope...
Perry: Surely there are easier ways...
The Ace: Probably, but I don't have that kind of cash to blow...~
*Tiffany switches off the television*
Tiffany: Is that all I am? An alternative to some whore? Does Solitaire mean nothing to you? Do I mean nothing to you? Oh Jake, tell me, it isn't true...
*Tiffany sobs as Solitaire looks rather stunned by her mother's tears...*
*The Ace and Katherine are now sat side by side on the grass, with The Ace sat near the stroller, his back up against a tree...*
Its true...one of my opponents this week calls himself Sexy Jason...he's all excited because not only has he beaten me once - something he wont let me forget - but because this is the biggest match of his career, and he'll be damn lucky if I don't make sure it's his last...
Katherine: I do love it when you get fired up...
*Katherine giggles*
So did his girlfriend Kathy...of course she now denies it infront of him, I guess to save face...see she thinks she made the right choice by sticking with that loser and that he is more of a man than me, well that's just fine...at Sovereign it will take something beyond a mere man to walk away with the victory...and if you doubt me, Jason, I will show you and your little bitch exactly how wrong you are, were or ever will be, see Jason, you may make it into the match, but that's not what counts, what counts is making it out of that match, and if it comes down to you and me, you just might not be so lucky - also I know you are nowhere near healthy after the injuries you've sustained over the past few weeks, add to that the fact that you also have no momentum going into the Colosseum this Sunday, and I'd say the facts pretty much speak for themselves...you cannot win and you will not win...no matter how excited you are getting or how much you're trying to sound like Ric Flair...
*The Ace laughs*
You see it wont be Leonard testing you this Sunday, Jason, it will be me and whilst you might be preparing yourself to go toe to toe with Spike Kane, I am prepared not only for him, but for Lance or Jack - I am ready for all eventualities, as any truly smart gambler would be...
*The Ace grins*
Kathy, drop the pretense darling, I know you're only thinking of my ass not because you want it to be kicked, but because you want it all to yourself...and who could blame you? Not me...
Katherine: Me either...
*The two former lovers smile at each other then at the camera...*
Jason, Kathy didn't get smart, she just settled for second best, something you'll be no stranger to after Sunday either, believe me I don't want to talk **** about that beautiful creature but her ignorance to acknowledge the facts really is forcing my hand...just like you not acknowledging the fact that at Metamorphosis you got lucky, it was a fluke, it wont happen again, besides that was just a Hardcore match, this will be a whole other beast...and like you said, you don't need a partner to take me out, no all you need is my missed step, a chair and a table...too bad this will just be a steel cell where it is every man for himself...yes Jason, I am the bread, but not because I grow stale...no, no, no, no, its because I am the money - a big draw for this company - I insure that Leo can feed not only himself but his daughter and keep her looking pretty for the cameras with a new handbag and a new pair of shoes every week...and I'm sure those finely tailored suits aren't cheap either...
*The Ace smirks*
I may be big headed, but if you don't think I'm a big deal yet Jason, then believe me sunshine, after the Pay Per View, there will be no denying it...and you may have the heart Jason, but only I have the experience to rip it from your chest and leave pieces of it beating whilst it is wrapped in steel...
*The Ace grins sadistically*
And just like you hate giving Steve and I credit for doing what we do, after Sunday you will have no oher choice but to do so yet again as we each achieve the seemingly impossible...whether its just two men, or all six of us, you better not be betting against me Jason...andd your point about the Hollands may well have had merit, but all their tag team reign tells me is that they are great tag team wrestlers...now you may say the same is true of me and Steve but the fact is, both Steve and I have well established singles careers, more established than either of the Hollands, so please stop blowing smoke up Dave's piddly ass in the hopes of finding an ally, before I set you on fire...you see I don't care if you and Dave hate me, hell Ricky, Joe and John probably do too - I'm no stranger to being hated. infact it drives me because I know people only hate those that are infinitely greater than themselves...you see Jason, you may be a threat when you're swinging a chair or have a table ready - for that is the nature of being Xtreme - but the reason why people are saying it'll come down to me and Holland, its not because they've forgotten about you Jason...no, they just don't give a **** about you, that's all...
*The Ace laughs*
The fact is Dave and I, we go way back, pound for pound, we're two of the best, most pure athletes in the game today, that's what people want to see Jason, not you...as much as I hate to admit it, I know how good Dave is and I know I have to be that much better if I am to beat him this Sunday, sure Jason, you may have the heart and maybe that's why Leonard picked you, but the fact is to me, you're just somebody who I happen to pay less attention to, not because I intentionally ignore you but because you're just not worth it...yes Jason, I have been beaten, I'm not infallable, I never have claimed to be...and I never did forget about the others, its just well, they don't concern me as much...I need to beat Dave, I need to shut him up, if only just once, I have proven myself to be better than the rest in other multi-man matches, and really you shouldn't be surprised if I do so yet again...Jason, understand one thing, nobody will put me in my place except me, I will be the very pinnacle of this company...and you all will know...that THE ACE IS STILL IN THE PLACE...where he belongs...
*The Ace grins*
Jason, I don't think you need to tell any of us to bring it, we will, you may not be an easy target, but I'm so glad you're prepared to go to Hell...because when Leonard booked you in this match...he just gave you a guaranteed one way ticket...and I'm the courier...
*Katherine playfully pushes The Ace over, and he retaliates by pulling her down with him...the two laugh and roll about in the grass, oblivious to the fact that as the evening was approaching, it was growing colder...*