Setting:

SWF Arena, Hershey, PA

Characters:

TKO, many more

Record:

27-8-0

Next Match:

SWF Heavyweight Championship:

Markus Katastrophik ((Vs.)) SyxxPac

{{A short time has passed since the GeoTron light with the face of SyxxPac, and his comments geared towards his opponent at Nightmares. The crowd has not forgotten, nor have they calmed down since. As excitement builds upon the climax of the night, and upon the heels of Nightmares, the GeoTron lights up yet again, but this time into the familiar locker room of the reigning SWF Heavyweight Champion, and leader of the iWo, Markus Katastrophik.

Inside sits Markus Katastrophik, alone, left to ponder, as partner Sean Hardy has left for the evening, and Kaira Diamond remains at home with family problems. He sits, perched on the plush leather couch, ready to strike, but eyes fiercely locked on the television monitor in front of him, watching the replay of SyxxPac's comments. 

Markus reaches over his shoulder, and takes the Championship belt and sets it in front of him, looking down at it for a moment, then back up at the monitor, and then over at the camera.}}

Markus: Syxx, sweet simple Syxx. Do I sense frustration? Maybe a little desperation? Maybe, just maybe. But I sense something much more dangerous then either of those two could ever be. And that one element that scares me more then anything else...determination. What I've had, what I've valued and cherished in myself, I see in you. And THAT is dangerous. 

If there is one thing I've learned about you, is that you've managed to transform, evolve, whatever it is you feel the luxury to call your attitude change, into someone with a thirst for inflicting pain, and for gold, far worse then it was when all this was about taking it to another level. And know this, another level we will reach. That I do agree with you on. 

The theme in the SWF as of late can be summed up in one resounding word 'change'. Change comes in many forms and manifestations. Change can be good, it can help, it can bring forth new and interesting dimensions, but then again...there is always the opposite side of the spectrum. And even change is inevitable. But even the inevitable can be postponed. And it's obvious I wont be SWF Champion forever, but God help me, my reign wont come to a premature end at your hands, and my expense. 

My track record versus you doesn't look favorably for me, but then again, there's where change comes in once more, doesn't it? Funny, how change surrounds us, even as we speak, change enthralls us in every aspect. 

But even within all of the blabbering gibberish you managed to bore the entire arena with...

{{Markus pauses as the crowd bursts into a great big laugh and loud cheer}}

...even through all of that, you can tell you've got all the makings to be a politician. You can bore and bullshit your way through an entire conversation, manage to scare poor little children with that face, and even cause a few ratings falters. But you know what Syxx, all of that doesn't matter.

We're 72 hours and counting from Nightmares, and time for talk is over! We've sat here for the past two days and rambled on, about whose dominant, whose in the other guys' head. And who is going to win. Face it, words are meaningless to an expressed action. And action there will be. You tell me how you've 'Evolved', how your ruthless spirit is just an evolved state of your former self. Well SyxxPac...

{{Markus leans forward, towards the camera, the joking look from before fading away to steel aggression and determination unlike anything he's felt before.}}

...Syxx, at Nightmares, you're going to find out, brutally, mercilessly, and through a great deal of sacrifice and pain, just how 'Evolved' I can be...

Trick or Treat!

{{The camera fades out to a picture of Markus Katastrophik, and a stone still look on his face, the SWF World Heavyweight Championship lying on the glass table in front of him.}}