Leon is walking down the hall, barely paying attention to who he's walking into, bumping into Becky Serra along the way.
Becky: Hey, watch it. You're such a jerk sometimes, God I hope Titus gets you
Leon keeps walking. He walks past the Tag Team champions, who shake their head in disgust at his actions, but he doesn't see their disapproving looks, instead he walks, eyes focused on the door of a locker room. When he gets to it, he takes a breath, and walks in.
Inside, Vengeance is sitting wearing only his trousers, a large black towel draped over his head. He doesn't look up when Leon enters, instead speaks towards the floor.
Vengeance: It worked perfectly... that fool was drawn in by the desire to promote himself as a hero, and his love of the praise of others was his undoing.
Leon: It went exactly as you said it would. The Red Mask has been beaten, and you're now free from the burden Disasterpiece put on you. You're free to be yourself.
There is a moment of silence, as Leon waits for a response. None is forthcoming.
Leon: You do want to be yourself... don't you?
Vengeance: Oh believe me Leon. There's nothing more in this world that I want than to show the world just what I can be.
Leon: Then why so down?
Vengeance laughs... a bitter laugh
Vengeance: I'm not down, I'm merely thinking of the way things are at present, and how unrecognisable they will become. You've seen the mysterious figure lately haven't you? The prophesies of judgement and pain, of my destruction?
You see Leon, the prospect of the darkness thrills me, to the very essence of my soul. I just didn't think that Vengeance would fade so soon. For I have seen the end of Vengeance, and this will be his final match.
Fitting that it should be against the only three men who have recorded a straight win over me. Yet in all their efforts, none have dominated me. I have been a thorn in their sides for my career, taking Ricky's King for a Day crown from him...
Leon interrupts
Leon: But you had the belt, why did you have me cost you the match.
Vengeance: Simply this... Ricky now must go into every match knowing he is unworthy to carry that belt, that I had it in my grasp, and now he knows that i LET him keep it for now. The thought must be killing him, and it is so sweet to feel his pain.
Leon: But Bratchney and Everest could take it from him, then what?
Vengeance: Everest took me at my worst time, with the distraction of him. Since then, he hasn't had a chance against me. He might let me live in his world, but recently, I've just been letting him live period.
As for Bratchney, well, we've teamed before and dominated a match with three former champions. He is talented, but who picked up the win? Me! Besides Leon, if it came down to it, his weaknesses are obvious and easily exploited.
Leon looks uncomfortable, as if unsure how to say something
Leon: Ummmm, I won't be able to come with you for this match. Vance suspended me indefinately.
Silence, as Leon expects an explosion, but only a soft chuckle emerges from the towel.
Vengeance: You actually think this bothers me?!? Leon, I've told you before, you're NOTHING to me. Why do you think I chose you to attack DP, Red Mask, even request a No DQ match? Because I don't care about you. I enjoyed destroying you in the ring on both occasions... I enjoyed torturing you during your disappearance, and I especially enjoy the look on your face right now
You see Leon, I've told you, I'm my own master now. I am priority one, not you, not DP, not even Vance Bateman. The pain I inflict, the paths I take are my own, and I don't need you to watch my back.
Have some time off Leon, I hear Stockholm is lovely this time of year! But rest assured, I have no need of you. In fact, I've told security that you need to leave the building now. Gentlemen...
Security enters the room and escort Leon, who is in shock and tears falling from his face, out of the room and outside the arena.
Vengeance watches the proceedings, and as his face becomes visible under the towel, his eyes are a haunting blue colour...
