The scene opens upon a darkened church and all you hear is a familiar voice. A chilling cold and calculated voice of one EC3.

"I understand more about the evils of this world than you could ever truly dream of, and that fact alone scares my opponents.

Not only do I understand evil , I understand it perfectly . As when I look around, I don’t see a hell: I see the place that you want others to so badly believe in is truly a hell. And I think you should know your kingdom is nothing more than a gutter that you chose to live in, and I have absolutely no problem sending my peers and doubters back to dwell on empty bellies in drought of the purest of Golds.
You may truly believe that you are going to reign on my mission to be “ESSENTIAL”, but you’re not the first; and you certainly won’t be the last. One day you’re going to realize just how wrong you are, and then you will be replaced by the next con-artists that believe they can slay me. Step right up and try to destroy EC3...for they know not what they do at all."

EC3 sits cross legged amongst this church. He is in front of the altar as a ghostly light illuminates him.

"This is not good versus evil people, this is Dominance versus a Predator. You are no more antagonizing than anyone that matters in this world of the next Fale. With all this false bravado and poor choice of words will never be enough to change the fact that you’ll never be talented enough to take me on. My fate lies in your hands? No Fale. My fate, like yours, has already been decided. You will step into MY into the Narrative on Smackdown, and I will kick your teeth down your cocky throat. I will make you beg. Beg for your career, and I will make you beg for your livelihood . Then, and only then, will I think about putting an end to it.

Once you are broken, bruised, bloodied, and thoroughly embarrassed, I will put you out of your misery by taking you on your path to freedom.
My path of Freedom will speak for itself .
But if Predator throws in an ‘accomplished’ veteran type speech who is desperately looking to redeem oneself ? Someone who wants nothing more than to get back into the spotlight? Now, there’s something that will put asses in the seats. To be thrust into this match just because you have war stories with whomever. I guess that technically means you’re right: The mere fact simply remains that neither of you lot could walk out of this match with a victory even in your prime. It is very possible. Do you really think you can measure up to the Narrative ?"

You can see the aggression, the pure intensity
radiating off of him. His distinctive buzzcut and beard are ominous in this chosen athlete.

"Thing is simply this that I have to completely disagree with you on is the fact that you actually think that both of us would be deserving of showcasing our talents . I very much beg to differ. That you should feel fortunate to walk out of this match with the ability to still compete for a paycheck on the next show by Fale. I mean, you said it yourself my friend; this match and me probably do not mean much in your quest to be Universal Champion . You don’t have anything to prove. Your name is already etched in stone in this business, right? So are you really willing to shave years off of the extremely limited time that you have left in this business to be The one true Predator that you’re going to have to put your body on the line for week in and week out?

Yeah, I didn’t think so.

I find it humorous that you think you’re actually capable of getting inside of my head man. No matter what the outcome of this match is, YOU Fale will be the one to realize that the shit was real far before you stepped into the ring with me. You can try to show everyone your own personal spin on what pure damn dominance is supposed to absolutely look like, but I must assure you that school will be in; and I will drop you to the canvas. By the time I’m done with you kid, I can guarantee that you will be looking at me in a very honorable light."

EC3 gets up from his spot where he stood. He then goes behind the podium of the altar. The ghostly light still places upon him. He proceeds to outstretch his hands before then smiling.

"I told you that you would consider me arrogant, not understanding of the dangers and then you will be wrong. It’s the only defense that you have. But is it really arrogant when you can actually cash the checks that you write? You can sit there and insist that I ask others about your claims, yet you’re too lazy to follow the same practice? Don’t worry; I’m going to give you your wish. I’m going to help you re-establish your legitimacy of Dominance in this industry.

After Thrill Zone, you’re going to be known as the man who ran and opened his mouth to the wrong person before they got slapped into place and put in the corner. Go find your spotlight somewhere else Bad Luck Fale,, because you sure as hell aren’t getting it on my blood, sweat and tears.

I’d say that you’re out of my league, but when I think about it, you’re more of a never was.

Sometimes you just have to know when you’re beaten, and man I hope you realize that before we even stepped into the ring with each other. If people were half as smart as you claim to ever be then everyone else would follow suit and do the same. But I have the feeling that you would rather learn that lesson the hard way.

That is more than fine by me.

If that’s the way that you want it, then allow me to happily oblige you. Prepare for war, Predator, because the enemy is knocking on your doorstep. Round up your munitions and say your prayers, because whether you’re ready or not, the time has come.

I know that you have high expectations coming into this match, but you’re about to learn that expectations don’t always live up to reality. You have been warned."

The Scene closes upon EC3’s face in the pale afterglow of light as it then goes to a flash of his career.