Post by Kyle Travis on Jun 20, 2014 5:47:58 GMT -6
::The ninth episode of Monday Night Mayhem is still going on. The dull echo of the cheering crowd can be heard throughout the arena as the action continues. Backstage, several wrestlers are either getting over their matches or getting ready to go out to the ring. Backstage personnel and the production crew keep the show going steady.::
::Inside the locker room, “the Canadian Legend” Kyle Travis paces back and forth after his match. His bags sits in a cubby. He is still dressed from his match. Sitting on one of the chairs behind him is the UWA North American Championship. He does not look too pleased as to what happened in the ring tonight.::
::Stephanie Miller walks into the locker room, typing on her phone. She finishes her message and pockets the phone, lifting the mic from her back pocket. Travis turns towards her as she clears her throat. She seems to ignore the fact he looks upset.::
Miller: “So yeah, Kyle Travis, tonight did not go as planned. I mean for the last two weeks, you called out the monster Oblivion and tonight, he managed to gain a victory over you, and that’s got to suck. So how do you feel this will have an effect on you going into…”
::Before he can even finish, Travis grabs her by the throat. He glares at her, the look of fear appearing on her face.::.::
Miller: “…Searing Agony…”
Travis: “I have a real problem with people working in this business who do not seem to give a damn about it.”
::Travis holds her by the throat. Stephanie gags and coughs, trying to breathe. She taps Travis on his arm, but he seems to be ignoring her. In his tone is a cold anger.::
Travis: “I asked for a monster, for a demon, for a “sadistic monster. And I did not get it. All I got was a pimp in a mask pretending to something is not and ever will be. Where was the monster? Where was the demon?”
::With a sudden motion, Travis tosses Miller to the ground. She coughs and rubs her neck. “The Canadian Legend” takes no notice of this, continuing to talk.::
Travis: “He wasn’t there. Oblivion did not show me a monster. He did not show me a demon. He definitely did not show me a devil.”
Travis: “Silver Baron, Oblivion, whatever he wants to call himself this week, got lucky. It was a fluke, nothing more and nothing less. He got lucky. I fail to see exactly that makes him a monster or a demon or a devil or even sadistic. It was nothing more than a fluke!”
Travis: “I am still one of the best technical wrestlers in the world! I am still “the Canadian Legend”, “the Once and Future King”! I am still THE North American Champion! One fluke, one lucky win by a pimp with multiple personality disorder does NOT change that!”
::Stephanie starts to move, but Travis shoots her a look and she stays still. He turns around and sighs, seemingly ignoring her. He places his hands on his hips and shakes his head.::
Travis: “But you know…maybe I have allowed myself to become a bit overconfident. I suppose it is possible that I have allowed a few wins and the success I have had since coming to UWA to go to my head.”
Travis: “Given the past year I had elsewhere, watching people lose matches and yet get shot to the top, or seeing a newcomer just be handed an opportunity I had to work for while get to stay in the exact same spot on the card no matter what I do and everything I say or do is generally ignored, I suppose walking in, getting a match for and winning the UWA North American Championship in my first few weeks may have gone to my head and made me just a bit cocky.”
::“The Once and Future King” closes his left hand into a fist. He looks down at it. Stephanie Miller tries to take this opportunity to escape. She slowly starts to move towards the door.::
Travis: “But can you blame me? People can question on whether or not I actually earned the opportunity, the title shot, but they cannot deny the fact that I did indeed earn the title. Now, yes, maybe that did give a bit of an ego boost, but after the year I had before coming to UWA, can you blame me? I am having success and climbing the ladder, so excuse me for feeling like I earned the right to brag about it. I have had a career half this roster will NEVER attain and have earned the right to call myself a legend, so excuse me for mentioning it, because no one seems to every want to give me the credit or respect I deserve.”
::Grabbing the unoccupied chair, Travis turns and throws it across the room, barely missing Stephanie, but stopping her dead in her tracks. She moves against the wall, as if she can hide from him.::
Travis: “No, they will talk about how great this person is or that person is, but not when it comes to me. It seems that I receive no praise or anything of the kind. Despite everything I have ever done in my career, despite ever win, every career ended, every title I claim and every single time I make history, they still act like I am some rookie who just walked in and demanded to be handed greatness without having done a damn thing. So excuse me if I seem to be the only person singing my praises, because everyone would rather focus on some on how great some rich jackass or his manipulative bitch of a wife who stole someone else’s identity is. They would rather focus on just how dangerous a pimp with a split personality disorder or a group of circus rejects trying to be all dark and brooding are than how many people I have broken.”
Travis: “So they want to say I am arrogant? I say that I am because I seem to be the only person paying any damn bit of attention to me.
::Travis runs his hands through his hair, down over the back of us head, under his ears, around the lower jaw and then covers his face with his hands, then slides his hands down his face. He sighs and shrugs.::
Travis: “Oh well, it happens to the best of us, doesn’t it? We let something get to us, give us a bit of an ego boost and we start to underestimate people. I suppose I made that mistake two weeks ago with Aerynn Donnelly. I did not, however, make that mistake with Silver Baron or Oblivion. He got lucky. It will not happen again, and it will not happen with Fraser Freeman or Vince Jones.”
Travis: “Yes, I lost. I fail to see how one loss suddenly means my time is up and that it is all over. And yet, every single time I lose even one match that is the very reaction it generates. I lose, and someone, be it an opponent, an announcer or even someone like you, who has never been in the ring before, someone says my career is over or that my time is up.”
::He moves to the chair where the North American Championship sits and looks down at the title he won only two months ago.::
Travis: “My time is hardly up. I decide when my career ends. Not you, not all the people sitting in the arena or at home, not the announcers and not some hick with a God complex.”
::He grabs the title and turns towards Stephanie Miller, who is still pressing herself against the wall. He kneels down and holds the title in her face.::
Travis: “I am still the UWA North American Champion. I will be UWA North American Champion when Searing Agony is over. And that is not being cocky. It is not me saying that because I am arrogant. It is because this match is a triple threat match, and as I said before Spring Slaughter, and again, no one paid any attention to it, I win triple threat matches. I did it two months ago and I can do it again.”
::Travis turns away from her, standing up and moves away, looking at the championship. This time, however, Stephanie makes no effort to move.::
Travis: “Of sure, everyone thought that it was going to be Jeszika Gautier’s moment. They all thought that she was so angry with me that she would gain her revenge and a championship. Never mind the fact that I have rarely ever lost a triple threat match. Never mind the fact that it is pretty much my specialty. No one thought I would be walking out with the title at Spring Slaughter. It was to be Jeszika’s time, her moment.”
::He turns back towards her, holding the title up and slapping the plate.::
Travis: “Well this says differently!”
::With a slow, and very practiced motion, Travis drapes the title over his left shoulder. He rubs the center plate.::
Travis: “If you think I am going to let some pimp or a cliché ex-gangbanger with delusions of grandeur hell bent on destroying each other take my title, the first championship I have held in over a year, away from me, then you have no idea who you are talking to.”
Travis: “This is a triple threat match. More than just my championship is on the line in this match. My pride and my reputation are on the line. I do not lose triple threat matches. I will not lose this one. Not to Fraser Freeman, not to Vince Jones, not to anyone. I am walking out of Searing Agony the same way I walked in; as the UWA North American Champion.”
Travis: “Now I will admit that Vince Jones and Fraiser Freeman have been impressive. Freeman picked up a hell of a win tonight, beating Aerynn Donnelly and actually showing he could be her. That was not a fluke. I am not sure if I have seen Vinnie Jones lose a match in recent weeks, but that is going to change at Searing Agony.”
Travis: “I love how it seems that UWA has so many tag teams, and yet, they seem to be doing nothing with them. So why not give a guy like Fraser Freeman a shot at a singles title rather than get the Tag Team Championships activated? But I digress. I will give Fraser Freeman credit where credit is due. While he partner Silver Baron or whoever he is this week, wastes time taking on a group of wannabe Goths no one cares about, Freeman has actually gone out and made something of himself in UWA. He has accomplished quite a bit, racked up some impressive wins, but he is being held back. Honestly, the best thing Freeman could do is cut the dead weight that is Silver Baron and go out on his own.
::The anger, the insult, starts to rise in his voice, yet he is trying to keep calm. Still, despite that, or perhaps because of that, Stephanie Miller is still staying against the wall, trying to make herself seem smaller than she is, like prey trying to hide from a predator.::
Travis: “And of course, there is everyone to tell me how good this pimp is, while ignoring anything I do. However, it will not matter at Searing Agony. I do not care how good he is. I do not care who he has beaten. I am still going to win. I am still going to be the UWA North American Champion when the night is over.”
Travis: “Oh and of course, there is Vince Jones, the many with all the nicknames to tell you either how great he is, or his name. Everyone is so willing to sing the praises of a man whose biggest accomplishment today is going after a pimp by tormenting his girls and attacking his crazy friend. That’s not an accomplishment, that’s a slow Tuesday for me.”
Travis: “And look at all the nicknames he has; “the One Man Dynasty”, “the King”, “the Career Killa”. Of course everyone is right there to sing his praises, call him a star, but what has he done to back it up? Has he ended a career? I can’t think of one. Has he won a title? Not yet, and Searing Agony will not change that. There is only one king here in the UWA, and it is “the Once and Future King”. But why not praise him for how great he is? After all, he’s got enough nicknames to tell you how great it is. When I do it, it is just arrogance, but when Jones does it, it is clearly the definition of humility.”
::The fingers on the left hand of the current reigning and defending and first-ever North American Champion spread open. He slowly stretches them out and then closes them into a fist.::
Travis: “When I came here, I was promised two things long denied to me. The first was the opportunity to climb the ladder, to have my victories, my accomplishments matter and actually mean something rather than keep me stagnating in the same spot while others lose, but get moved up, or newcomers get an opportunity I earned and titles are held in reserve for only the chosen few management likes.”
Travis: “That has happened. They can question whether or not I earned my opportunity at the UWA North American Championship, but they cannot deny I won it. I made my way up the ladder so to speak.”
::Despite her best efforts, Stephanie Miller has still caught the eye of Kyle Travis. He slowly moves closer towards her. He looks at her like a hunter looks at a target; like a kill.::
Travis: “But the second thing I was promised was the respect I deserve. But do I get that? No. Time and time again, I have to prove myself while everyone else here can say whatever they want and it is accepted as fact. I just saw, for the second time, Stalker Knight steal my bit about ending a career and people were taking him seriously. Never mind the fact that Dark Camelot seems to be crumbling or that they lost yet again. We all heard Joshua McBride talk about how powerful the Children of Nephilim are and yet, in their debut match, they were beaten, but that seems to have had no effect on their image. But if I said the I will end a career or I am going to win a triple threat match, people act like there is some doubt to that claim I could do it, despite the reputation I have and everything I have accomplished.”
::Stephanie tries not to make a sound, tries not to look at Travis. She seems to be trying to be ignored by him.::
Travis: “Two months ago, I told everyone that the triple threat match was my match. I told everyone that I would walk out of Spring Slaughter was the first ever UWA North American Champion. They did not believe me. Now, I am saying that I will be walking out of Searing Agony STILL the UWA North American Champion and they will still not believe me.”
Travis: “Let Jones and Fraser come. I do not care. Let them challenge me in my match, for my championship and let everyone out there think that we will have a new champion. I do not care. See, they have everything to win and nothing to lose and people seem to think that makes them more dangerous. But they are wrong. I have everything to keep and everything to lose. I have my title, my pride and my reputation to lose in the match.”
::He kneels down, slowly bringing his hand to her and lifting her chin, staring her in the eyes. Stephanie tries not to look into that predator’s glare of Travis.::
Travis: “Let me ask you, who is really the more dangerous at that point; the man with nothing to lose and everything to gain, or the person who could lose it all and is willing to do whatever he can to defend it?”
::Stephanie swallows hard. She is scared, and there is no attempt to hide it.::
Miller: “T…t…the…t..the p…person who has everything to lo…lose.”
::Travis moves his hand, but does not turn his gaze from her or move away.::
Travis: “Good guess. There is no disqualification and no count out in a triple threat match, which means I can do whatever I feel I have to win, and I am willing to do a lot worse than either of them to get the job done.”
Travis: “The triple threat match is my match. I have said it before and I will say it again, and I will prove it again, that. It seems that the only way I am ever going to get the respect I deserve and have earned it to take it. I do not care how many whores Fraser Freeman has. I do not care how many nicknames Vince Jones has or how much of a gangbanger he is.”
::Once again, he lifts the title up for her to see. Only now does he look at the championship belt he has carried for the past weeks.::
Travis: “They will challenge and learn their place, because at Searing Agony, they will bow to “the Once and Future King” and I will still be the UWA North American Champion.”
::Travis gets up and slings the title over his shoulder. He turns away from Stephanie.::
Travis: “Get out of my sight.”
::Needing no more encouragement than that, Stephanie Miller quickly manages to get to her feet and make a break for the exit as the scene fades out.::
::Inside the locker room, “the Canadian Legend” Kyle Travis paces back and forth after his match. His bags sits in a cubby. He is still dressed from his match. Sitting on one of the chairs behind him is the UWA North American Championship. He does not look too pleased as to what happened in the ring tonight.::
::Stephanie Miller walks into the locker room, typing on her phone. She finishes her message and pockets the phone, lifting the mic from her back pocket. Travis turns towards her as she clears her throat. She seems to ignore the fact he looks upset.::
Miller: “So yeah, Kyle Travis, tonight did not go as planned. I mean for the last two weeks, you called out the monster Oblivion and tonight, he managed to gain a victory over you, and that’s got to suck. So how do you feel this will have an effect on you going into…”
::Before he can even finish, Travis grabs her by the throat. He glares at her, the look of fear appearing on her face.::.::
Miller: “…Searing Agony…”
Travis: “I have a real problem with people working in this business who do not seem to give a damn about it.”
::Travis holds her by the throat. Stephanie gags and coughs, trying to breathe. She taps Travis on his arm, but he seems to be ignoring her. In his tone is a cold anger.::
Travis: “I asked for a monster, for a demon, for a “sadistic monster. And I did not get it. All I got was a pimp in a mask pretending to something is not and ever will be. Where was the monster? Where was the demon?”
::With a sudden motion, Travis tosses Miller to the ground. She coughs and rubs her neck. “The Canadian Legend” takes no notice of this, continuing to talk.::
Travis: “He wasn’t there. Oblivion did not show me a monster. He did not show me a demon. He definitely did not show me a devil.”
Travis: “Silver Baron, Oblivion, whatever he wants to call himself this week, got lucky. It was a fluke, nothing more and nothing less. He got lucky. I fail to see exactly that makes him a monster or a demon or a devil or even sadistic. It was nothing more than a fluke!”
Travis: “I am still one of the best technical wrestlers in the world! I am still “the Canadian Legend”, “the Once and Future King”! I am still THE North American Champion! One fluke, one lucky win by a pimp with multiple personality disorder does NOT change that!”
::Stephanie starts to move, but Travis shoots her a look and she stays still. He turns around and sighs, seemingly ignoring her. He places his hands on his hips and shakes his head.::
Travis: “But you know…maybe I have allowed myself to become a bit overconfident. I suppose it is possible that I have allowed a few wins and the success I have had since coming to UWA to go to my head.”
Travis: “Given the past year I had elsewhere, watching people lose matches and yet get shot to the top, or seeing a newcomer just be handed an opportunity I had to work for while get to stay in the exact same spot on the card no matter what I do and everything I say or do is generally ignored, I suppose walking in, getting a match for and winning the UWA North American Championship in my first few weeks may have gone to my head and made me just a bit cocky.”
::“The Once and Future King” closes his left hand into a fist. He looks down at it. Stephanie Miller tries to take this opportunity to escape. She slowly starts to move towards the door.::
Travis: “But can you blame me? People can question on whether or not I actually earned the opportunity, the title shot, but they cannot deny the fact that I did indeed earn the title. Now, yes, maybe that did give a bit of an ego boost, but after the year I had before coming to UWA, can you blame me? I am having success and climbing the ladder, so excuse me for feeling like I earned the right to brag about it. I have had a career half this roster will NEVER attain and have earned the right to call myself a legend, so excuse me for mentioning it, because no one seems to every want to give me the credit or respect I deserve.”
::Grabbing the unoccupied chair, Travis turns and throws it across the room, barely missing Stephanie, but stopping her dead in her tracks. She moves against the wall, as if she can hide from him.::
Travis: “No, they will talk about how great this person is or that person is, but not when it comes to me. It seems that I receive no praise or anything of the kind. Despite everything I have ever done in my career, despite ever win, every career ended, every title I claim and every single time I make history, they still act like I am some rookie who just walked in and demanded to be handed greatness without having done a damn thing. So excuse me if I seem to be the only person singing my praises, because everyone would rather focus on some on how great some rich jackass or his manipulative bitch of a wife who stole someone else’s identity is. They would rather focus on just how dangerous a pimp with a split personality disorder or a group of circus rejects trying to be all dark and brooding are than how many people I have broken.”
Travis: “So they want to say I am arrogant? I say that I am because I seem to be the only person paying any damn bit of attention to me.
::Travis runs his hands through his hair, down over the back of us head, under his ears, around the lower jaw and then covers his face with his hands, then slides his hands down his face. He sighs and shrugs.::
Travis: “Oh well, it happens to the best of us, doesn’t it? We let something get to us, give us a bit of an ego boost and we start to underestimate people. I suppose I made that mistake two weeks ago with Aerynn Donnelly. I did not, however, make that mistake with Silver Baron or Oblivion. He got lucky. It will not happen again, and it will not happen with Fraser Freeman or Vince Jones.”
Travis: “Yes, I lost. I fail to see how one loss suddenly means my time is up and that it is all over. And yet, every single time I lose even one match that is the very reaction it generates. I lose, and someone, be it an opponent, an announcer or even someone like you, who has never been in the ring before, someone says my career is over or that my time is up.”
::He moves to the chair where the North American Championship sits and looks down at the title he won only two months ago.::
Travis: “My time is hardly up. I decide when my career ends. Not you, not all the people sitting in the arena or at home, not the announcers and not some hick with a God complex.”
::He grabs the title and turns towards Stephanie Miller, who is still pressing herself against the wall. He kneels down and holds the title in her face.::
Travis: “I am still the UWA North American Champion. I will be UWA North American Champion when Searing Agony is over. And that is not being cocky. It is not me saying that because I am arrogant. It is because this match is a triple threat match, and as I said before Spring Slaughter, and again, no one paid any attention to it, I win triple threat matches. I did it two months ago and I can do it again.”
::Travis turns away from her, standing up and moves away, looking at the championship. This time, however, Stephanie makes no effort to move.::
Travis: “Of sure, everyone thought that it was going to be Jeszika Gautier’s moment. They all thought that she was so angry with me that she would gain her revenge and a championship. Never mind the fact that I have rarely ever lost a triple threat match. Never mind the fact that it is pretty much my specialty. No one thought I would be walking out with the title at Spring Slaughter. It was to be Jeszika’s time, her moment.”
::He turns back towards her, holding the title up and slapping the plate.::
Travis: “Well this says differently!”
::With a slow, and very practiced motion, Travis drapes the title over his left shoulder. He rubs the center plate.::
Travis: “If you think I am going to let some pimp or a cliché ex-gangbanger with delusions of grandeur hell bent on destroying each other take my title, the first championship I have held in over a year, away from me, then you have no idea who you are talking to.”
Travis: “This is a triple threat match. More than just my championship is on the line in this match. My pride and my reputation are on the line. I do not lose triple threat matches. I will not lose this one. Not to Fraser Freeman, not to Vince Jones, not to anyone. I am walking out of Searing Agony the same way I walked in; as the UWA North American Champion.”
Travis: “Now I will admit that Vince Jones and Fraiser Freeman have been impressive. Freeman picked up a hell of a win tonight, beating Aerynn Donnelly and actually showing he could be her. That was not a fluke. I am not sure if I have seen Vinnie Jones lose a match in recent weeks, but that is going to change at Searing Agony.”
Travis: “I love how it seems that UWA has so many tag teams, and yet, they seem to be doing nothing with them. So why not give a guy like Fraser Freeman a shot at a singles title rather than get the Tag Team Championships activated? But I digress. I will give Fraser Freeman credit where credit is due. While he partner Silver Baron or whoever he is this week, wastes time taking on a group of wannabe Goths no one cares about, Freeman has actually gone out and made something of himself in UWA. He has accomplished quite a bit, racked up some impressive wins, but he is being held back. Honestly, the best thing Freeman could do is cut the dead weight that is Silver Baron and go out on his own.
::The anger, the insult, starts to rise in his voice, yet he is trying to keep calm. Still, despite that, or perhaps because of that, Stephanie Miller is still staying against the wall, trying to make herself seem smaller than she is, like prey trying to hide from a predator.::
Travis: “And of course, there is everyone to tell me how good this pimp is, while ignoring anything I do. However, it will not matter at Searing Agony. I do not care how good he is. I do not care who he has beaten. I am still going to win. I am still going to be the UWA North American Champion when the night is over.”
Travis: “Oh and of course, there is Vince Jones, the many with all the nicknames to tell you either how great he is, or his name. Everyone is so willing to sing the praises of a man whose biggest accomplishment today is going after a pimp by tormenting his girls and attacking his crazy friend. That’s not an accomplishment, that’s a slow Tuesday for me.”
Travis: “And look at all the nicknames he has; “the One Man Dynasty”, “the King”, “the Career Killa”. Of course everyone is right there to sing his praises, call him a star, but what has he done to back it up? Has he ended a career? I can’t think of one. Has he won a title? Not yet, and Searing Agony will not change that. There is only one king here in the UWA, and it is “the Once and Future King”. But why not praise him for how great he is? After all, he’s got enough nicknames to tell you how great it is. When I do it, it is just arrogance, but when Jones does it, it is clearly the definition of humility.”
::The fingers on the left hand of the current reigning and defending and first-ever North American Champion spread open. He slowly stretches them out and then closes them into a fist.::
Travis: “When I came here, I was promised two things long denied to me. The first was the opportunity to climb the ladder, to have my victories, my accomplishments matter and actually mean something rather than keep me stagnating in the same spot while others lose, but get moved up, or newcomers get an opportunity I earned and titles are held in reserve for only the chosen few management likes.”
Travis: “That has happened. They can question whether or not I earned my opportunity at the UWA North American Championship, but they cannot deny I won it. I made my way up the ladder so to speak.”
::Despite her best efforts, Stephanie Miller has still caught the eye of Kyle Travis. He slowly moves closer towards her. He looks at her like a hunter looks at a target; like a kill.::
Travis: “But the second thing I was promised was the respect I deserve. But do I get that? No. Time and time again, I have to prove myself while everyone else here can say whatever they want and it is accepted as fact. I just saw, for the second time, Stalker Knight steal my bit about ending a career and people were taking him seriously. Never mind the fact that Dark Camelot seems to be crumbling or that they lost yet again. We all heard Joshua McBride talk about how powerful the Children of Nephilim are and yet, in their debut match, they were beaten, but that seems to have had no effect on their image. But if I said the I will end a career or I am going to win a triple threat match, people act like there is some doubt to that claim I could do it, despite the reputation I have and everything I have accomplished.”
::Stephanie tries not to make a sound, tries not to look at Travis. She seems to be trying to be ignored by him.::
Travis: “Two months ago, I told everyone that the triple threat match was my match. I told everyone that I would walk out of Spring Slaughter was the first ever UWA North American Champion. They did not believe me. Now, I am saying that I will be walking out of Searing Agony STILL the UWA North American Champion and they will still not believe me.”
Travis: “Let Jones and Fraser come. I do not care. Let them challenge me in my match, for my championship and let everyone out there think that we will have a new champion. I do not care. See, they have everything to win and nothing to lose and people seem to think that makes them more dangerous. But they are wrong. I have everything to keep and everything to lose. I have my title, my pride and my reputation to lose in the match.”
::He kneels down, slowly bringing his hand to her and lifting her chin, staring her in the eyes. Stephanie tries not to look into that predator’s glare of Travis.::
Travis: “Let me ask you, who is really the more dangerous at that point; the man with nothing to lose and everything to gain, or the person who could lose it all and is willing to do whatever he can to defend it?”
::Stephanie swallows hard. She is scared, and there is no attempt to hide it.::
Miller: “T…t…the…t..the p…person who has everything to lo…lose.”
::Travis moves his hand, but does not turn his gaze from her or move away.::
Travis: “Good guess. There is no disqualification and no count out in a triple threat match, which means I can do whatever I feel I have to win, and I am willing to do a lot worse than either of them to get the job done.”
Travis: “The triple threat match is my match. I have said it before and I will say it again, and I will prove it again, that. It seems that the only way I am ever going to get the respect I deserve and have earned it to take it. I do not care how many whores Fraser Freeman has. I do not care how many nicknames Vince Jones has or how much of a gangbanger he is.”
::Once again, he lifts the title up for her to see. Only now does he look at the championship belt he has carried for the past weeks.::
Travis: “They will challenge and learn their place, because at Searing Agony, they will bow to “the Once and Future King” and I will still be the UWA North American Champion.”
::Travis gets up and slings the title over his shoulder. He turns away from Stephanie.::
Travis: “Get out of my sight.”
::Needing no more encouragement than that, Stephanie Miller quickly manages to get to her feet and make a break for the exit as the scene fades out.::