Jonathan "The Impact" Storm: It doesn't matter how hard you shake it. It never ends, at least until it says it ends. That spiral. It could keep going for weeks, months...sometimes, even years. That's the way it works. You've just got to keep trying, and hope the cycle breaks soon.

Time seems to be the only thing that helps those wounds, Chris. I can see the big, gaping hole inside of you, especially after proving your worth, but what happened? Your first title defense of the NYSWF World Title, and you lost it. I won't question your ability to "win the big one", but I will question what you can do with the ball once you have it. You're not one for holding belts for long periods of time, are you? I know how it works, you win, you hold onto them for a couple of weeks, and then what happens? You find yourself dropping the ball. It's a terrible thing, bro. It's even more terrible that you and I are finding ourself in the same spot, only weeks after being atop the crazy mountain we call the NYSWF. You and I were sitting pretty, and we were somebodies...so what are we now?

We're, as they say...yesterday's news.

I never once thought of falling, and that's my own ignorance...but what about you? Did you honestly think your ride would last forever? Chris, in the back of your mind, no matter how unintelligent you come off as, you know that I've beaten you. That thought crosses your mind often, and you know that it can happen at any given time...three seconds is all it takes. It's all so much like a dream, right Chris? To know that at any given event between us, either person could win. It's that thought that keeps people sitting in their chairs during their matches. There is no clear winner in this rivalry of ours...and I like that. It's what's reminding me that this weekend, I just may be able to break this cycle. I just may be able to start righting the ship, especially against someone who's not only the dimmest bulb in The Youth, but someone who doesn't quite understand that people change. Do you honestly think that I'm still the same person from over a year ago? Of course you do. You think that you can stomp all over me, but you can't. As far as your concerned, I'm just someone who lives in the shadows. Chris, that's a bold statement from you, especially given your career's history. You pride yourself on associating with the mediocre. It's the main reason you've taken so long to reach this point. So now that you got here, why did you fall so quickly? Maybe it's the realization that you weren't in the security blanket those shadows provided you. You had a standard to meet, and you couldn't live up to it. Then again, who did you beat for the title? Julian f'ing Dreamwalker. That's right...not even a real World Title contender. You beat Julian Dreamwalker. Well, now we can easily see why you were looking like World Title material that night. You didn't have someone of comparable skills to work with.

I've watched you change into something awesome, Chris. You struggled, and I have too...and eventually, you became the greatest shining star out of all of us. Your label of "potential" was realized, and you were made to be great. You yourself even mentioned that it takes more than just talent...it takes heart. I guess it's time to find out just who's got the biggest heart. We've kept all this secret animosity hidden...and I guess it's time to find out who's got just that little extra inside...who's the one who hasn't gone completely chicken s*it inside.

Because after Up All Night, it's just not going to matter for one of us. One of us will have spiraled to rock bottom, and the other finally breaks free from the chains binding them. I can assure you that it's just not going to be you. After all, when you can count how long your reign lasted on one hand as far as the weeks go, I'm sure you've got no ground to stand on.

Storm: One win...that's all it takes. Can you do that? Can you do that, knowing that your spirit's been crushed? The very essence of Chris Kage was wiped out when Chris Kanyon took the NYSWF World Title from you? The very thing that made you head and shoulders better than all of us? Chris, I don't expect your best. What I expect is to see a shell of a man. A shell of the person who just dominated Grady Smith not too long ago. What I expect to see is someone who's going to not be in the proper mindframe to face me...and easy pickings for defeat. Your heart just wasn't good enough, Chris. You weren't good enough, Chris, and that's painfully obvious. What? What's that you say? I couldn't do it either? Chris, I need a better argument from you. All you ever talk about Chris, is whatever someone else has said millions of times before. Your cliches and overused arguments against me have ceased to be amusing. One time Chris...I'm begging ya...show me something new.

You never learned to give the devil his due, Chris. You could never freely admit that you may just not be the best wrestler in the world. You know something? You're not. Despite of everything you've said and done, I know there's still something left to be proven. You think that my victories over you mean nothing? You're so blind, Chris. The last time wasn't exactly THAT long ago. Whether you like it or not, Kage...I'm not someone who wants to be you, someone who wants to be associated with you, or someone who worships you like some dimestore diety. I'm no longer amused, Chris...now I'm out to finally prove to you once and for all...

I just might be the better person.

Things have become so different. We're two different people. I don't think you'd recognize me, if you ever did. The point is, while the talent has changed, Chris...the person wielding it hasn't. There's a difference between being a champion, and someone holding the belt for the next person. Chris Kanyon is a champion, and you kept it nice and toasty for them. It's about the way you walk, the way you talk...everything. What about me, Chris? I live the life of a champion. I go out there and give it 110 percent every night. It's in the blood, Chris. It's in the fact that you don't need to be told how to be a champion, you just are...and that's not you again. Chris, you're a well-fabricated lie, and I see right through you.

Even though you've tried to hold yourself together, you still fall apart. Without someone to cradle you, you fall to pieces like a flimsy and broken statue. Try as you may...

...but it won't even matter.

Once upon a time, I put a lot of trust into you, and I brought myself to my very breaking point. After all of this, there's only one thing you'll need to know ever again.

You tried so hard...

You got so far...

But in the end...

It doesn't even matter.

And you still won't break the cycle. End of F'ing Story.