Respect

[Cory]

Natalya laced up her wrestling boots, black with white lace, with the Iron Hart logo emblazoned on the side. Her hair was tied back in a tight ponytail. She looked into the camera, her brown eyes intensely focused.

Natalya: Queen of the Ring. It's that time of the year again. And this year, we have a big one right out of the blocks. Utami, you and I have fought each other. You and I have trained together. You know what I'm about, and I know what you're about. We're carved out of the same stone, and I have nothing but respect for you. I have cut my teeth and broken my bones in some of the most intense wrestling environments in the world. Japan. The Dungeon. So I know the strong stuff you're made of, and it is that respect that will ensure that I put every ounce of sweat, blood, and pain into this match. When I sell out on every move and put everything into every clothesline, you'll know it's because I respect you too much to do anything else.

Natalya straightened up slightly after finishing her boots.

Natalya: And Jamie Hayter sucks.

She stood up, putting her hand on the camera.

Natalya: Now get the hell out of here.

The scene faded to black.