The Phoenix Will Smoulder

[BDM]

(Standing backstage in front of a black backdrop in his ring gear, the swat gear, and A Native Americano punching his palms a few times pulling his gloves tight, then pats the AoW Title hanging in his right shoulder. He looks up with those dark eyes piercing the air into silence before saying.)

"Jake Voss, my brother, we will go to war and I will not lose this title, no. You beat me for a World Championship once this year and that's the last time. Anarchy of WAR will be my ground and there ain't room for you, or Cliff! Ten years ago I debuted, albeit, no one knew because I called myself MACK. I fooled the world into believing I was SW Mack, and then I evolved into Marijuana Mack, and in a lesser known period I was the Norm. Then I was forced off TV, that is until A Native Americano debuted on November thirteenth of twenty thirteen. I have no regret, but one, Elizabeth Marret. I should have exposed her sooner. Now she is no more, back to hanging on to a thread of a career as a interviewer and the real Whitney still hurts too much to come back. So I will fight, Jake Voss, and anyone else who dares to take my World Championship. Anarchy of WAR is my world indeed, so you just worry about defending your own titles Jake, hell, maybe I'll take that US strap of yo ass after I get done defending this one!"

(ANA winks and walks off smiling.)