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The Rogue Warrior slowly starts to stretch is aching body before he starts his ten mile run. After working out a knot in his leg, he starts his run. The US champion suddenly stops after about five miles. He sees something out, of the corner, of his eye. It appears to be a tv in a store front. Corey Phoenix is on the tv talking about their match. A big smile apears on his face.

"I have been having one good month. I won the US title and then I should have won the world tag team title. Yes, I know I got screwed, but I still ended up proving to the world how damn good I am. Then last week I finally had a break. That is the break that I truely needed. My body is starting to show signs of wear and tear. After all the time that I have spent fighting there are areas, of my body that are in constant pain. When ever I get time, off I do absolutely nothing. But this week I have to get back into the grind again. That means that I had to go back into the gym and train for yet another match. This match might be a very important match to some people, but it is not any more important to me then any other match. Yes, it is for me US title. The title that I had to work my ass off to gain. There was nothing that I would not have done to win that title. So what do you think I am going to do to keep it. My opponent this week will find out how hard it is going to be to take it away from me."

"Corey Phoenix, the cruel winds have blown you in my path, of destruction. I know that you have been tearing up this fed since you arived. That is all well and good. You could beat the shit out, of anyone, else in the fed. Go ahead and do it. Destroy each and every person that stands in your way. All that does is make my life easier. with every person that you take out it is one less person that I have to face to defend my belt. That being said. What have you done to get the shot at my belt in the first place? I did not see you win a number one contender match. If you did you sure as hell did not beat anyone important. Look what I had to do to get the shot at the belt. I had to go through three weeks, of hell to win it. That was the most crueling month, of my life. There is no way that you could have gone through that hell and come out unscathed. I bet that you would have spent alot, of time in a hospital afterwards. Not me, I entered the ring the very next week and destroyed two men in a tag title match. To me you are nothing but a minor inconvenance."

"Corey Phoenix, let me clue you in on something. Right now tou are in the big time. You are going for the second most important title that this fed has. Do you know what that means. It means that if you somehow manage to beat me for my title you would be in line, for a shot at the world title. The one title that each and everyone, of us, strive for. I hope you realize that this is the most important day in your young life. Have you done everything you can to prepare yourself, for what you have to do.? Have you worked so hard that your body is falling apart? Are you spending every waking hour thinking about nothing else but the title? I know that is what I would be doing if I was in your place. I would be training so hard that I would not be able to move the next day. Hell, I know that I would not be able to sleep for days. How do I know this. I did the same things leading up to my match. That was the worse week, of my life. Are you prepared for the hell that is headed your way. I doubt it. So why don't you spend the last couple, of hours , gathering your thoughts and praying for what you have to do. I know I am going to spend it watching football all afternoon. May God save your pathetic soul."

The scene fades to black.