A cameraman enters a dark-room, with a familiar figure sitting alone.
At Goldrush, I was suppose to, make a statement, and finally make what I wanted to be not just a mark, but a huge gaping hole on the face of WZCW. But not only did I lose at Goldrush, I actually got pinned. And I don't know what else to say it sucks. Growing up I always looked to wrestlers that preached the whole never give up thing, and I tried living up to my heroes. I took punishment throughout the match, and I was saved for a few times I admit, and Irwin hit me with his best shot, and I kicked out, but then the second time he hit that move the "Digereedon't, I thought about the money, I thought about the charities, and even with all that going through my mind, I still couldn't find it in me to kick out. And it's been while since that lost, and I've been out of the public eye, thinking, reevaluating my gameplan here in WZCW. And I realize maybe coming into this company, trying to be the straight-laced good guy, who played by the rules with some of the top talent in the world, was not a good plan. Now this is not me saying I'm going to go out there and start wearing dark colors, and cursing, and beating up refs, but maybe I need to start raking some eyes, holding my submission holds just before the ref reaches the count of 5, and I know how all this sounds, but damn it what choice do I have. There are kids around the country, and around the world that needs me, so maybe I need to start doing somethings that I'm not proud of, but I know in my hurt what I do from here on, will be for the greater good. So Garth Black, I just want to say right now, I apologize for what I'm going to do to you in advance. Because every win counts, and for me to lose to you, you're gonna have to kill me. Because as god as my witness, I am not losing this match.
Prince then points his finger towards the door
Now, please just leave me alone.