[YOUTUBE]8l__GDO3_zo[/YOUTUBE] The audience cheers loudly as the camera moves through the crowd, showing the thousands that are in attendance. Serra: Good evening everyone and welcome to our last stop before the Lethal Lottery, welcome to Aftershock 22! Becky Serra here alongside with me my partner Johnny Klamour. Klamour: Becky, the air is electric here tonight. Already this city has seen two very big shows, one which included a major title change, and now we are less than two weeks away from Lethal Lottery, the first stop on the path to Kingdom Come. [YOUTUBE]iHmiaIFjk9w[/YOUTUBE] The audience cheers loudly for the pear shaped brawler, Mikey Stormrage, as he steps out onto the stage, chair in hand.. Mickey looks around at the crowd with a huge smile on his face and raises his arms up before walking down to the ramp. Serra: Mikey Stormrage is competing here later tonight against Mason Westhoff and it looks like he’s brought a friend out here with him. Klamour: That’s the type of friend there that can become a wrestler's worst enemy in a second. Serra: For months now Mikey has been engaged in a very personal feud with The Grand Mystique, that began way back at Apocalypse when Grand Mystique and the tag team The New Church, led by Westhoff and Derek Jacobs, assaulted Mikey prior to his match for the WZCW Tag Team Titles. Lets see what Mikey has to say. Mikey stands in the ring now, mic in one hand, chair in the other. Stormrage: Have you ever known what it’s like to have everything taken away from you? You know I thought I did before. I never was a spoiled kid, but there were lots of things I wanted as a child, some I was able to get, others I wasn’t able to get. Some things I lost or had stolen from me. I’ve lost family members and others close to me. I’ve lost contact with pals and friends. All those things affected me, but over time I gradually got over them and moved on. Life’s short, have fun. That’s a motto I like to live by. Lately though, there’s been one man who has been at the centre of everything that has gone wrong for me. To this day I still don’t know why he chose me, but ever since he did I’ve lost matches, I’ve lost titles. I’ve lost a good friend and my tag team partner, James Howard. I have had to sit back and see friends of mine get beaten and attacked for no reason other than their relationship with me. I myself have had more scars and bruises across my body in the past six months than I can remember ever having in my entire life. I hate what I’m feeling right now. I just want to take this chair and... sit on it, but only after I’ve used it to beat the living crap out of The Grand Mystique, so I can watch him suffer a little, like he has been doing to me. This isn’t what I want to be feeling, this isn’t what I like to feel, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to be sorry or scared for myself anymore. I’m done with running, I’m done with waiting for this all to end. Grand Mystique you get your ass out here right now and face me, or I swear to you that I will come back there and beat you and your little dog too. The Grand Mystique walks out onto the ramp with Mason Westhoff close behind. GM: Such anger coming out from your mouth Mikey. For once I am impressed. You seem to have channeled your rage into something productive. Oh I’m planning on using it productively. I plan on using it to beat your ass from down that stage ramp all the way to Timbuktu. Yes, but I see no reason for us to fight. My disciple, Mason Westhoff, has already proven himself your equal or better. Perhaps it is you that needs to turn that rage into something more productive. Join us in The Sacred Alter, and I promise you that your months of suffering will finally be over and you will once again experience joy and happiness. Save the therapy talk for your alter boy there, I want a match verse you Grand Mystique, and I want it inside a Steel Cage. The crowd cheers loudly as GM and Mickey stare off at each other. GM whispers something to Westhoff who nods his head. A Steel Cage you say? Trapped inside hell with me with no chairs, no weapons, and no friends to help save you. My dear boy Mikey, you would not survive a minute against me in that type of environment. Are you going to accept the match, or are you going to just keep ducking me? You started this months back, now have the balls to finish it inside the ring. I will accept the match under one condition- I accept. The crowd cheers loudly and GM smiles. Then it is agreed, you will face me inside a Steel Cage at Lethal Lottery, and if you lose, then you will be forced to join The Sacred Alter. And trust me Mikey, this is for you own good and salvation. GM’s music plays again as he and Westhoff exit the stage. Mikey stares at them from the ropes and smiles a little. Serra: Folks if you just tuned in, one major match has just been announced for Lethal Lottery. Mickey Stormrage will face The Grand Mystique inside a Steel Cage and if Mikey loses he will be forced to join The Sacraficial Alter. Klamour: Grand Mystique has been toying with Mikey’s emotions for months and Mickey has finally reached his tipping point. Serra: Will he find his own personal salvation in victory? Or be forced to find it within The Sacraficial Alter?