Nathan stands victorious in the center of the ring, the crowd cheering. Nathan’s heavy breathing and intense stare allows us to see that his loss at Savage Lands isn’t slowing him down.

The ref raises his hand and Nathan actually allows him to do so. He walks over to the ropes and grabs a mic from a tech, then sits on the apron facing the entrance ramp.

He looks out into the audience and clicks his tongue before bringing the microphone to chin level.

Nathan Carter: “Last night I was unable to seal the deal against still North American, Drago Cesar.”

The crowd pops, but it’s mostly the men, the ladies are very unhappy. Nathan smiles to and takes it in, after it settles he goes on.

Nathan Carter: “Good on him, he’s damn talented. Make no mistake about it; I am not upset, or am I sad; Belts are for people who wear pants.

Nathan Carter: The Prince of Pleasure, The Pimp Who Was Promised, your Leather Daddy, just wasn’t destined to take the Gold last night. Now, on to sexier pastures, like this little bitch back here that I just choked out! AHAHAHAHA!!!!”

Both men and women cheer gleefully! Nathan looks back to see Tyler Rose rolling out of the ring while holding his neck.

He walks up the ramp with his eyes on Carter, not too happy with the laughter Carter isn’t really trying to hold back. Nathan stands up and climbs up to the top turnbuckle and screams into the mic!

Nathan Carter: “Bye Felicia! My name is Nathan Carter and this has been YOUR PLEASURE!!!”

The scene fades

The camera pans to the announce team.

	What a freak!
	Thats how he rolls!

A.C. Cobra vs Dennis Black

The camera pans to the announce team.

	What impact!
	That boy ain't gonna be right for a while!

Herschel “Hannibal D” Dunny has had quite the eventful few weeks. Nobody has given the A-Team trouble like Savage U has. Dunny calculated resistance, but you can never predict how things will play out no matter how well you coordinate your plans.

War is not a brute game of checkers, but a graceful chess game with various moves and outcomes. His Soldiers of Fortune may be wounded but they are not defeated.

They may be a couple of duckets shorter than they were a few weeks ago but they are by no means worried about their finances.

One battle shall not define the entire war, but nonetheless it plays its part. Savage Lands was a proving ground for Sean McGee and Tobin Frost in Dunny’s eyes.

He was able to evaluate every move they made, gaining insight on their savage psyche. He can’t help but respect Savage U for bringing the best out of the A-Team, it’s been a very long time since he’s had to re-calibrate well laid plans.

The watermelon scent of his plush Primetime flavored cigar is the true aroma of a mastermind.

He stretches the black leather gloves over his fingers before reaching across his war table for his ringing smart phone. The caller ID is that of Damian Dark, The Messenger.

Hannibal D: Speak.

The cold and muffled voice of the masked face snatcher is not audible on our end.

Hannibal D: We are aware the contract is still open.

Dunny is not fond of Damian Dark, he has no true face therefore can’t be trusted.

Hannibal D: Continue to talk to me in that manner and you will get bodied, expeditiously.

There is a brief pause before The Messenger mumbles something else.

Hannibal D: I care not for what he pays, we do things our way. Busta Free.

The tone in Hannibal’s voice is bladed as he replies starkly.

Hannibal D: Reiterate to The Solution that this is no longer business but personal.

The phone call is ended on that note, F.A.C.E. enters the scene with a small glass of brown for Dunny. He gulps down the well-aged liquor as we fade.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I have a feeling this is going to get a whole lot worse.
	You have no idea whats coming!

Kwan Watts vs Drago

The camera pans to the announce team.

	He made a statement!
	Oh my!

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