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The show cut momentarily to static, but quickly filtered away. Tommy End stood front and center of the screen. Behind him stood his enforcer, Michael Dante. The two men stood in front of a chain link fence. Tommy looked back at his partner before facing forward once more.
Tommy End
”I’m not going bored you with the repetitive nonsense that everyone spews from their mouths. I’m not going to claim to be the best. I’m not going to claim that I’m going to win every match. That’s not my thing.”
He paused for a moment before her continued.
Tommy End
”Everyone lately has been talking about their rights to this.. Their claims to that.. The Women’s Division itself all believe they have the right to be EBWF Women’s Champion, but none of them have even been able to stand up against my dear Zahra for even a moment.
Then on the other side of things, you have a handful of men who believe they are entitled to a shot for the EBWF World Championship, especially now with our King abandoning his people and leaving the throne vacant. Which is all for the better, believe me. However, this do bring up the King of the Ring Tournament, and the fact that if Seth Rollins was never in the tournament, I would be King.”
He outstretched his arms as he shook his head. He brought his arms back to his sides.
Tommy End
”But what is the crown really? It means nothing. It symbolizes a man, who believes that he’s better. Not only in his own mind, but in everyone’s mind.
That’s not the case…
No.. The fact that you have a crown on your head, or a belt around your waste.. It doesn’t make you better. It gives that illusion for all the blind masses, but that is all.”
He took a moment as before he continued.
Tommy End
”Tonight however.. It’s not about crowns or belts. It’s not about glory. It’s not about furthering an agenda. No…
Tonight, I square off against the “Woken One”. I face off against Matt Hardy.”
Tommy paused and looked from side to side. The sound of a single cricket could be heard only slightly. After a few seconds, he continued.
Tommy End
”Yeah, that was my same response. Matt, don’t get me wrong. You were great, talented… The things that you and your brother have done.. It’s revolutionized the wrestling business. But that was then..
Now.. This whole “Woken” side of you, it’s a big joke. I don’t know how you came up with this.. For all I know, you stood in front of a mirror for months trying different looks and different voices until you found one that you thought was it.. It was the it factor that was going to save your career. Revitalize your passion.
But that’s the difference because you and us.. Dante and I..”
Tommy motioned between himself and Dante.
Tommy End
”We don’t need a gimmick. We don’t need to change who we are because we know who we are. What you see in front of you, it’s the real deal. We’re not standing in front of mirror every night trying to find something that work. We just go out there and we prove our dominance. We prove ourselves.
Which is what I’m going to do tonight..
Now don’t think that you can play your little mind games that you like to play. I know that you’re good. I know what you bring to the table, and this little act that you’ve been putting on. I don’t think you’ve lost it. I don’t think that you’ve changed. No.. You’re Matt Hardy through and through. And because I already know that, there won’t be any surprises.
Tonight you’re not stepping into the ring with a man who is a fool.. Tonight you step in the ring against me. A man who will kick your head right off your shoulders and send you back to the Hardy Compound as the new “Headless Horseman” of North Carolina.”
Tommy gave a smirk.
