Bringing the Champion Down A Notch

[The American Tradition]

"Jake Voss. The current and reigning champion of SEF. The man who is on a two-loss streak while I've won two of my three matches here since my return, and you say that you're going to make an example out of me? Jake, I think you've been hitting the bottle a bit too hard lately."

Open scene on Phoenix Winterborn, who is outside of his estate in surburban Chicagoland. It's a chilly Feburary day as the wind is blowing by him. It's obvious he's not all that thrilled with the recent actions of one Jake Voss.

"So, you know that you can make an example out of me, huh? You're so confident that you can take me out? Somehow, I don't think you know who you're dealing with. Why don't you go ask Kim Pain what I've done with my career. She was there for a good portion of it. Or maybe go ask Tori Adams. Her and I wrecked house in FWAR some time ago. Now, you may be thinking to yourself. 'What does this have to do with the price of tea in China?' Well, I'll tell ya what it means. it means that I have proof that I am the badass that I say I am. You may THINK that earned that nickname of the Defiant God, but the fact of the matter is this. Even gods answer to someone, and you're looking at who you answer to at the end of the day. You may not think it, you may not believe it, but I speak nothing but truth to you, Voss. I am what one would call a purveyor of truth. You say that you 'dominated' Frank Hussar. You think that you're some kind of badass, Jake? You think I'm gonna get victimized like you've done to so many other people? Jake Voss, you need to do some more homework."

Stepping onto the concerte sidewalk, Phoenix smiled.

"So, it would seem that you have me shaking in my boots after your OH-SO-INTIMIDATING promo piece, Jake..."

Phoenix looked down, and noticed he was standing still.

"Nevermind. I do like the intensity you're bringing to this match, though Jake. Good for you. Good star for effort. You may have gotten screwed on WAR, but there will be no screwjob this week. No malarkey, chicanery...nothing like that. All that will happen is me dropping you on your head in the middle of that ring, and picking up the duke against the SEF Champion. Congrations, Jake. You have my full and undivided attention. Between you and me?"

He motions the camera to come closer to him until it is within inches of his face.

"That...was the worst mistake of your life.. See you at WAR."

Phoenix smirked, and shooed the camera back before leaning up against the railing of his house as the scene faded to black...