Jake Voss Keeps It Going While Shane Mack Lays The Smack Down Before WAR

[Daddy Mack]

Jake Voss wearing a DVF shirt and designer blue jeans sits on a leather sofa in his private dressing room. The World Title laying over his left shoulder and a smug smirk across his face as his feet, covered by black low tops, are propped on a table. Legs crossed at the ankles and Jake looking nice and relaxed, but the eyes of a champion showing his determination and focus of what he must do tonight.

So Phoenix Winterborn wants to think a mistake was made, but what Phoenix doesn't realize is the mistake was painting a bigger target for Jake to hit!

I lost nothing in the last two matches and at least I was booked on Sacrifice for I am still World Champion, at least I did enough in SEF to deserve that spot unlike you Phoenix! Besides, its not like I ever no showed an opportunity at the II Title as you did on the WAR before Total Anarchy! And now you just think because I chose you that all you have to do is start flapping your gums like a the real counterpart to CWS and your going to knock me down!? I am not Shane Mack, I am the real World Champion of SEF, and I am not being knocked off by some two bit chump who thinks he is a big name despite earning nothing to prove it. I never claimed to know who you are Phoenix, just going off what information you provided to SEF because it is all that matters. That Pain chick you referenced, who is she to say anything when she has done nothing?

Jake arching his right brow in an arrogant act of sarcasm indicating he doesn't give a shit abut some he says she says babble.

As for Tori Adams, she is gone on leave after doing not much more than Kim, just helped rid SEF of trash, then got too "busy" for SEF. Neither one of the names you dropped mean a damn thing in SEF and have no significance to putting you over in any degree, their both just a couple dumb broads!

And that flash of arrogance in a big grin crossing Jake's face.

You have no proof to being a badass in SEF where as I have proven to be the Defiant God of WAR before SEF even produced a show called WAR! I proved myself long before Phoenix Winterborn ever showed his scrawny fat ass in SEF and I have no problem proving once again that some low rate chump like you can't touch the SEF World Heavyweight Champion!

Still grinning as he takes a pause to breath staying relaxed and cocky as ever.

The only one I answer to is Viper, the Owner of SEF, and he isn't going to stop me from what I do to you tonight on WAR! No one will stop me and if Mack thinks he is going to make things good, he has another thing coming because I can take you and him out at the same time if I have to! The Showsteala and American Tradition are the only monikers not deserving to those who use them! Tonight I show the world why Phoenix Winterborn is just another joke and then I give Frank his rematch and I take some well deserved time off until Wrestle X where I put The so called Queen back to the bottom of the ladder!

Jake dropping his feet to the floor stands up from the sofa keeping his title held up to his shoulder. He still smirks a bit arrogant, maybe more than he should, but then again he is a three time World Champ and a lot more than that.

If you like the intensity I bring just to deliver you some real truth, well then Phoenix, you will be overwhelmed come bell time tonight on WAR. I knew exactly what I was doing in choosing you and didn't expect you to just roll over and take a beating. I simply know that you are not in my league, you just think you are yet you couldn't even handle the likes of Rob Rush who lost to that Kim chick you spoke of. Your in way over your head and that is what I wanted Phoenix, I want someone like you who thinks you should be  World Title contender yet fails to prove it. You think your too good to go for the II Title, well then you won't make it far in SEF because EVERYONE works their way to the top! Tonight you get shown up and you get to be knocked down to reality and forced to climb the ladder like the rest of us have!

Jake sneering a little in disgust, then just shakes his head no way as he adjusts the title on his shoulder. Jake looking to it with a smirk and then back up to say.

I don't make mistakes Phoenix, I make calculated decisions! And I calculated everything right down to what your coming at me with. Your wasting breath because nothing you do or say can save you from being Victimized or something worse!

A sick grin forming across his face now and the World Champ rubbing his slightly stubbled chin thinking something devious behind those deep eyes.

Wrestle X is upon us and if you think I would risk losing to a nobody such as yourself, Phoenix, then you apparently have not done your homework! This is the biggest event of the year and to be on it means a lot, but to main event means more and I have done it before. I won the fucking rumble years ago and headlined the big event well before my prime, but I am just that good!

That grin of arrogance back and of course he's confident, Jake just knows what he can do.

My peak will be next year when I stand here looking at my second challenger for Wrestle X and I wonder, will Phoenix Winterborn even be here!? Maybe by then you'll be making another short return only to get shut down by me or perhaps it'll be Joe Dumar besting you?

Jake laughing now just shrugs casually turning to swagger out of the room with a big smile of confidence. The World Champ heading out into the hall walks off shoving some dude in a headset out of his way. Jake disappearing into another room and Shady Smack running out of another room charges this way...uh oh! The view drops and turns with the cameraman hustling down the hall only to get snapped backwards bringing the view up to see Shane Mack looking down with a laugh at the cameraman. Shady Smack leaping over the camera now gets a kick to the chest from Mack who just shrugs arrogantly, then stomps the camera to static and then to black. Why the fuck did Mack just, well, smack down Shady Smack? And who's room did Jake go into? Perhaps Viper's office? And how about Mack versus Viper at Wrestle X, the third round in their best of three Wrestle X series in a best two out of three falls match competing in a submission match, street fight, and most likely a steel cage in one night!?!?!?!?!? If anyone was too want to be on the biggest show of the year, this is the year to do it as that is just one of two main events because the World Heavyweight Championship of SEF will be on the line when The Queen sets her sights on reclaiming her throne! Many are claiming to make this year their year, but after her win in the rumble, Julie is hell bent on getting that World strap around her very sexy waist. She seems in prime condition and after the interview in the latest edition of SEF magazine available on the SEFZONE, it sounds as if she has one focus, Wrestle X. Will that deter her from being able to focus on other matches well wrestling that WAR torn road to Wrestle X?



"Tell Me Something I Don't Know"

Whoa, its Shane Mack in front of an SEF backdrop and he looks not all that pleased, though just smirks seeing the camera on. His hands coming to his hips with a cocky grin, but those eyes of the ultimate experience show us he has something to say.

I am so fed up with what SEF has become. Apparently, without me, with the real fucking Shane Mack, this place really doesn't hang on that well. I guess I shoulda killed myself to stay in that ring, but its not  my burden to bear. I done more than my share for SEF and I laid low for years helping the undercard, I love SEF and being a part of what it has become, one of the premiere promotions. Fate nearly killed SEF, but Viper may finish the job, even when I beat him and decisively show who the greatest of all time is, he could close up shop! However, I can't see Whitney allowing that cause as long as there is still life, SEF lives, but Viper is a mad genius!? And I am alive and well with a World Championship to defend against some crazy cat named Jordan Cut who likes to go around telling me what I already know about tonight. I know to expect a young kid looking to make a name for himself, so if ya got what it takes, then show me or get shown up son!

A cocky smile appearing and Mack patting the Showstoppa Title around his waist and hooks his thumbs on the side of it. His chest bare and he's sporting a pair of blue jeans with sneakers Mack just asks.

Who said ya were crazy for wanting a shot at me? I just thought ya were crazy for the bumbling words ya call speech flowing out that fucked up mouth. Who cares what others think anyways? Of course, when your Shane Mack that is easy to say, but Jordan Cut, perhaps not!? What exactly do you represent Jordan? An example of what crack addict babies grow up to be?!

Mack laughing a little just shakes his head no with a sarcastic, arrogant smirk.

Who said ya didn't deserve to be in the ring with me? Of course ya do kid, ya just don't deserve to hold this strap!

Mack slapping the tile again and crosses his arms loosely over his chest straightening his smirk a little.

Nor could you hold my jock, I hope you show me something I ain't prepared for. I live to see that from everyone I step in the ring with because it only makes me better. If I lose, I pick my ass up and find what I missed and one up you and pretty soon its game on and before ya know it, its Jordan Cut versus Shane Mack at Wrestle X to see who the best in the world really is! But ya see Jordan, you have shown me nothing new, you have told me nothing I don't already know. You want to beat me and take this title, then you better show up The Showsteala and that just don't happen!

A wink with his left eye and that smirk getting bigger.

The title is mine son, and my run ain't gonna be cut nor are you gonna suck my nut, but if ya wanna cum, go pick up the latest SEF Magazine available on newstands everywhere, and also SEFZONE!

He gets a cheesy smile stepping outta view to come back back with a copy of the magazine flipping through it to show Stacy's photoshoot holding it up.

If that don't do the trick I think Whitney is in here somewhere?

Mack pulling the mag back to flip through and he gets wide eyed with a cocky smirk. Shady Smack coming into view kicks Mack in the shin, then grabs the magazine and takes off running. Mack rubbing his shin just waves him off with a smirk.

Ah, fucking little midget bitch, anyways, Jordan, good luck kid, you gonna need it, though I never really did believe in luck!

Mack smirking arrogantly just winks with his right eye and keeps smirking as he walks outta view. A few seconds later he walks back through the other way and then thing began to look still, and silent, except for a low humming. Perhaps the camera, all the electronics, the soda machine down the hall??? Wonder how many flies are on the wall behind the dull grey backdrop with the SEF logo printed in the middle about flag sized, maybe a little smaller.?! Slowly fade to black.