Matthew Engel: "We'll start with the past first, and work our way to the present. Like I told you, Bronx, we are already greatness. Chamelion and I were too much for you and your broken record of a partner, and you could not keep up. Expect that to happen when you face the Razordolls, I hear they're quite fiesty."

(I try to let out a smile, but my eyes are too cold.)

Matthew Engel: "You know what, I laughed. Watching that video you call a promo between you and Ledge, I laughed really hard, Jon. It's funny to see best friends go on camera together before their own match and just make fun of everybody. In no way, shape, or form has it been done since the beginning. Nah, not a chance.

Of course, if you forget the times Dustin and I did that when we were forced to wrestle each other in the AOWF, then yeah, I guess you're pretty damn original, aren't you? Fact is, you should have taken advantage of the fact that you didn't need to appear on PWA airwaves this week. You should have taken advantage of the fact that your best friend is fighting you this Friday in what seems to be the sparring match of the century.

You're going to need all the material and rest in the world when you face me at Retribution, Jon. But, all you can seem to do is make ridiculous jokes with your retarded friend. So you go ahead and keep doing that, Jon. Keep wasting your time, Ledge's time, and more importantly: my time. Either way you go about it, you're not walking out of Retribution as the Intercontinental Champion. I can assure you.

Unstoppable? Please. My sister had you beat."

(A quick pause, shifting gears.)

Matthew Engel: "Lex, it's not about ignorance. It's not about avoiding the issue. It's a simple fact that what you're talking about simply will not happen. You trust that I make the right decision... look who you're asking. In the history of my family, do we ever make the right decision according to your standards? Do we?

So, if history were to repeat itself, I know what's coming. I know the storm that is brewing, and that is why I have security, Lex. I am trying to prevent what you declare as inevitable. The only thing I see that's inevitable is you failing. The past is the past; you're in my world now, and I call the shots. You no longer have the upperhand, Lex, or the element of surprise. Do you think you can touch us? Please. Do yourself a favor and bury any and all urges to try and fuck with my family, because you'll only end up worse than you already are.

I can't imagine what it would be like to serve life in prison and hear the screams of your children every single night. It'd drive a man insane... and it would drive an insane man to his own death. That's the road for you, Lex, if you continue down it."

(My confidence shows, but there is a slight sense of hesitation and uncertainty.)

Matthew Engel: "And last but not least before I move on to my opponent this week... Corey Lazarus. How is your head, by the way? It can't be that good when you start spewing out retarded shit like you have been. Again, I ask you, what group beatdown was there? Aside from last week, when you needed to be punished for your incessant insults and lack of faith, point out a group beatdown for me. You keep talking about how at High Stakes, we didn't 'man up' and take you all one on one. Correct me if I'm wrong, but wasn't it four on six? The Masters were outnumbered, for a change, and yet we still prevailed. We still kicked the shit out of you, and we did it with style.

That speaks volumes, Corey, about our future. It's inevitable that the Masters will be dominating Pioneer Wrestling soon. You're just going to have to deal with it, or continue to fight us and lose. There is no option 'C'.

And hell, you want to talk about last week? You want to talk about when I slid into the ring and beat the shit out of you by myself? Let's talk about that, Corey. Shall we?

In fact, here's a little video recap for you, since my words seem to be garbage to you. The feeling is mutual."

(The video quickly switches to last week Rampage. Matthew Engel, Graham Cain, Dead End, and Orochi come storming down the rampway. Darren Ridel appears at the top, but doesn't make his way to the ring. He simply observes. Matthew Engel is in first and hits a huge dropkick on Corey Lazarus. Cain and Dead End take Riona down, smashing their boots into her skull and chest. Orochi looks on in the ring, making sure everything is going to plan. The ref calls it.)

Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen... this match has been called a NO CONTEST due to a double disqualifcation!

Rentfro: Oh come on! This was supposed to be a great match!

(The rest of the commentary can't be heard, as the volume is turned down on them and turned up on the action in the ring. Matthew smashes his fists into Corey's face and stomach. Matt lifts Corey over his shoulder, holding onto his legs with one arm as he wraps his other arm around Corey's head. In a split second, Engel throws Corey's legs off of his shoulder and spins them around, he himself spinning to the side and falling to the mat, driving Corey face-first to the mat.)

Rentfro: Sons of Plunder!

(The video cuts back to me, smiling.)

Matthew Engel: "See? Once again, you're proven wrong. If anyone, anyone, has a right to complain, it's Riona. And by all means, she can complain as much as she wants. But you? You saw me coming a mile away, and yet you still got planted into the mat. Go fuck yourself, Corey.

And for the record, I don't answer to Styx. I answer to Ridel. Big difference. You have me confused with Dustin."

(My eyes grow a little wider with anger.)

Matthew Engel: "And who are you to tell me that my family is fed up with me? You're the piece of shit, Corey. I don't sit here attacking your family, and telling them they hate you. I don't personally attack you by trying to use your own family against you, do I? No, I don't. I go after you, and only you, because fuck if I care about your family. My wife and daughter have extra security because of me, and they're fine with that. My older brother doesn't approve of me, but he understands. As for Warren? I've seen him, and he's doing better. He might be back in the ring in a few months, time will tell.

You wouldn't understand. Despite my actions, my brothers will still be there for me, as I will be there for them. I feel regret that I got Warren involved in the PWA, because he wouldn't be laid up in a hospital right now. But at the same time, he was happy, and that takes the regret away -- sometimes.

But, fuck you Corey, you're the piece of shit. I thought about the repercussions of my decision to join the Masters. I have the same enemies as I would have had without joining the Masters. I now have an organization backing me and my actions. I have support. It sounds like you're envious, because that's something you might be lacking. 

Enika isn't fed up with me, Corey. She's fed up with you. She's finally realized what I've been telling her and you all along: it's never going to work between you two, because you're an asshole. She's still in love with Dustin, and she used you as a fling. That's all you'll ever be to her, Corey, and the sooner you realize that, the better off you'll be. Enika is done with you."

(I take a deep breath. My eyes find a sense of normalcy, and I move on.)

Matthew Engel: "Finally... onto my opponent this week. He had an impressive debut against Circa, a female veteran of the PWA. Congratulations, Scar, for winning your first match. It takes a lot to step into the ring for the first time and claim a victory, even if you weren't in front of a sell-out crowd. But if you honestly expect the same result this week, you'd be mistaken.

But I have to admit, I like your attitude. No bullshit, you deliver the facts, and you prove it in the ring. That's class, and in a world gone trashy, it's a rare thing to see. But don't confuse my admiration with weakness, because that is not the case. It just gives me all the more reason to destroy you in the ring. That's a fact right there, my friend.

You claimed you had nothing to prove, but by beating Circa and winning your first match, you've already proven something. It's not much, but you've proven that you can back up your words. You've proven that you're not just another deadbeat to waltz in and out of Pioneer Wrestling. You've proven you're here to do your job, and that's it. You're going up against one of the better PWA talents this week, and whether you believe it or not, you have a lot to prove.

I don't care about what you've done outside the PWA. I don't care about your title reigns, your win streaks, and whatever else Nightmare likes to brag about. To me, you're simply a new face with a win under his belt against a... well, I'll say it, an average competitor. Don't get me wrong; I like Circa, I really do, but she's not the cream of the crop. However, she's not Jacob Collins either. That guy has had twelve matches or something and he's still greener than green."

(A quick shrug.)

Matthew Engel: "So, show up.. bring your A game, and try to prove to me that you're everything you've said you are, and more. Yes, and more, because you're going to need a miracle to survive against me in the ring. I'm not Circa, and I will run circles around you in the ring and then before you know what happened, your head will be driven straight into the mat.

I do not forgive.

I do not forget."

(fade.)