The audience erupts in disapproval for what just happened both in the ring and on the stage. Madison lifted the microphone to her lips, but the boos only grew louder. So she’d wait until they got it out of their system, mostly. The three men in the ring removed their hoods, in the slight chance that removing their masks weren’t good enough to figure out who they were.
Meanwhile, the steroid injected man to her right stood over the OCW Champion with his arms folded. A box of boston baked beans narrowly missed her head.
Madison: Classy as ever, Boston. Part of me wants to apologize for ruining such a moment for these two men, but it has happened to Dennis and I so many times that I could care less about anyone’s feelings.
Madison: I can only imagine the majority of you are and confused and wondering ‘why’ this? ‘Why’ now?
Madison: If you take a moment to think -
Madison tapped her chin.
Madison: Who am I kidding? You’re all ignorant. SO i’ll make it easy on you.
Madison points towards the ring and then to her right.
Madison: These are just a few of the men that I like to call ‘work horses’. Men that didn’t fold it in and vanish after Summercide. They were here for all of you selfish people, for the ‘entire’ season. Ruining their bodies and performing for the OCW Universe. People like them. People like ‘me’. People like Dennis Black, the backbone of this company, have had enough.
Madison: Mr. Sensation, you are no leader. Far from it. You are merely a petulant child that lucked into having Nate Ortiz define an era. A petulant child that lucked into ‘Ambition’. An out of touch old man that lucked into having Dennis Black, the greatest wrestler of the modern era want to be apart of this company.
Madison: You, Sensation, are a tyrant who clearly doesn’t know a thing about wrestling while pretending to run a wrestling company. The greatest con i’ve ever seen. And i should know, i’ve conned plenty on my road to OCW.
Big Ed narrows his eyes at the back of Madison’s head.
Madison: You would abuse power and force your agenda, sullying the very Championship that this company was built upon the back of? Simply to keep it out of my hands? The Anniversary Show was not first time you’ve made such reckless decisions that effect this company, to suit your needs. You have a history of inserting yourself where you did not belong.
Madison: True leaders inspire. Men like Cort Marshal, Christian Shepherd, Sebastion Abbott, and Big Ed were ‘here’ fighting while Kassidy Hayes and Mugen’s faces may as well have been on the back of milk cartons. Where was their shot at the World Title? You don’t notice your hardest workers. I had to set this whole thing up just to ensure the Television Title didn’t fall in the hands of someone you ‘preferred’.
Shepherd and Abbott nod to each other.
Madison: Kassidy Hayes. Mugen. These men were nowhere to be found and returned well rested to simply lay down for each other to steal the OCW Championship from Dennis Black. I have no doubt in my mind that Kassidy and Mugen planned all of this because they knew….
Madison: Oh, they knew...that on their best day….
Madison: They are simply not in Dennis’s league.
Madison: Sensation! In response to your blatant abuse of power, I have ‘inspired’ an agenda. An OCW free of favoritism. An OCW where hard work matters, and resting on one's laurels is no longer acceptable. These two frauds were only the beginning of the chaos that I will rain down upon this company.
Madison raised one of her reddened palms for the world to see.
Madison: Dennis’s blood is on my hands, because of each and every single one of you. Never again. Now, the blood of many will be on yours, Sensation. Sins of the owner, if you will.
Madison: To those of you that have profited off of Mr. Sensations biased way of running this company, I have two words for you.
The camera slowly zooms in on Madison’s face.
Madison: Expect us.
