Mistico stands in the ring, holding his new championship belt in his hand as he looked at the people in the crowd. He reached out of the ring to get a microphone from the referee.

Mistico: “What did I tell you?

Mistico: I had a plan! He targets an opponent’s legs, so I went after his! I’ve been working on this with my trainer for a while, I brought the idea up to him and he agreed that it might work.

Mistico: I watched his past matches, everything. I respect him as a wrestler though, All the times he went for other people’s legs, Honestly I thought that it would throw him off if I used his style of wrestling and I don’t think he expected it.

Mistico: I saw some of me in him when he decided to not stay down though. I saw that and thought about me, from that point on I knew I’d have to go after his legs with a submission. That kneebar after the focus I put on his legs would be too much.

Mistico: But even though as a wrestler I respect him, Thomas está lleno de orgullo en sí mismo, por otro lado, estoy lleno del trabajo duro que tuve que hacer para llegar a esta etapa.

Mistico: Poner el título en mis manos cuando saqué las camisas Mexican Pride solo prueba que represento lo que digo que represento, mi gente y la cultura que viene al ponerme una. Escribe mi nombre en tus libros de historia. I won this title at Wrestlution and I hope I can keep it.”

He paced back and forth as he spoke, handing the mic back. He put the championship around his waist and pointed at it, screaming.

“¡ESTO ES MÍO!”

The Camera pans to the announce team!  

	He's gonna have a steep hill to climb as champ!
	Blessing and a curse!

Previously Recorded!

We’re way out in The Hamptons in Long Island, NY. East Hampton Beach to be exact. It’s a muggy day out but the ocean breeze is refreshing. It makes one forget how bad it actually is outside.

For Heather Angelo, it describes her current life with Harvey Hamilton Ocean. A tortured soul that is lucky to have The Good Light illustrate the wicked side of me.

Heather pours on the sunscreen all over her body from the beating sun. She looks over to Harvey and notices he’s deep in thought.

He took my title not once but twice! Now I’m left without The Good Light heading into the brightest stage in OCW, Wrestlution.

I didn’t know he had a spine. I should’ve known he was waiting for the right time to catch me by surprise. He stole my shine! I didn’t even have a chance to celebrate the hard fought victory to Kassidy Hayes! God!

Heather: You want me to put some sunscreen on your back?

H2O: I’m fine. If you like then go ahead.

Heather looks at him funny. She notice he’s not talking to her in 3rd person. She proceeds to put some on his back.

Heather: I know you’re going to get Bobby.

H2O turns his head to respond but Heather takes her finger and pushes it against his chin to look forward.

Heather: You just turn around and relax and listen.

Heather: What you must do is go on the offensive. Make everyone in that locker room see that stealing that title from you is the last thing they’ll ever want to do.

Heather: They will see that Bobby made a huge mistake. How’s your headache?

H2O rubs the stitches on his head.

H2O: I’ll be fine. I'm just upset I can’t get in the water.

H2O: Are you ready to take on Sentai Hare?

H2O notices the grip in Heather’s hands got tighter around his shoulders.

H2O: Ouch! I say something wrong?

Heather gives Harvey an evil look and shakes her head as if she was trying to get something out of it.

Heather: I brought down Sentai once before. Then I made it a point to hurt her even more the second time around. The third time I’m going to rip those bunny ears and tail slowly. One by one.

H2O: ...And you know what? You’re right. I must go on the offensive this third time around. I’m going to punish Bobby Minio the same way you’re going to do to Sentai tomorrow.

Heather: You’re going to get your title back.

H2O: ...And you’re going to get your title! This time make sure you don’t get a count out (Chuckles).

Heather grabs onto Harvey shoulders and pulls him back into her arms.

Heather: Sentai felt her life leaving her on Riot. This time I’m going to rip it out of her. They don’t call me The Harbinger of Death for nothing!

H2O: There’s the woman I want back.

Heather looks down at him and smiles as the scene fades.

The Camera pans to the announce team!  

	Horrible people!
	You just mad, you got no ride or die!

The Camera pans to the announce team!  

	They went blow for blow!
	Like WHOA!

The Camera pans into the locker room and Ashley Moore sits crying in the corner.
Echo walks in, blasting the mixtape in her headphones.

Echo: What's wrong with you?

Ashley Moore: I lost on Riot 505. How can this happen? I thought I was the best.

Echo lowers the volume, but “Miss 88 Pounds” can still be heard in the background

Echo: No one cares about wins and losses here. And those who brag about them, or think they are career defining are seriously wrong.

Echo: Besides, in OCW people only remember what you did in the past three weeks so no one will remember it in a month.

Ashley Moore: I shouldn’t lose.

Echo laughs at Ashley

Echo: You are a rookie and it was your debut match. You’ll get stomped until it clicks, eventually.

Ashley Moore: Do your really think so?

Echo: I bet you could win in your next match, maybe with a different opponent. It was very close.

Ashley Moore: Of course i would. I think I only lost because of the illumination that distracted me.

Echo: Yeah… the lights… They tend to do that.

Ashley Moore: Next time i will not be deterred by that and if we fight one day i will beat your friend Valkyrie as well. Thank you.

Ashley suprises Echo with a tight hug and leaves the scene laughing with the words: "I'm the best”

Echo stares at her in silence for a few seconds, then gets her headphones back on

The Camera pans to the announce team!  

	That's not how that works!
	OF COURSE IT IS!