Caine enters the ring through the ropes and walks towards a downed, exhausted Parca leaning on the bottom rope. He grabs a strong grip on the top rope and uses his feet to launch Parca out of the ring onto the floor.
A smirk appears across Caine's face as he reaches the side of the ring facing the announcers and yells for a microphone. SCS hurries one over to him, which he yanks out of her hand and goes back to Parca's side of the ring to lean on the middle rope. He glares at Parca writhing outside the ring and begins to speak.
Solomon Caine: Surprise!
Caine laughs as the crowd loudly boos. Upon noticing the boos, Caine stands up and gives a mockingly confused look at the crowd.
Solomon Caine: Oh?! What's this? Not a fan anymore? Figures.
Caine strolls around the ring while talking.
Solomon Caine: Let's take a trip down memory lane. Summercide 2019. I won the International Championship with the weight of too many lost matches on my back. I lost match after match after match after...
Caine glances at the crowd and then continues.
Solomon Caine: But then I won! I was International Champion, and you all loved it! And not a moment later, what happened? I lost, again. By...
Caine forms a pinch with his left hand.
Solomon Caine: ...this much. A dice roll. A coin flip. So what did I get? Nothing. I got a big fat load of nothing. Went right to the back of the line and found Austin Lee. And then I beat him! A living legend! And then what did I get?
Caine sits cross-legged in the center of the ring and looks directly at the camera.
Solomon Caine: ...said it wasn't enough. Said I lost momentum. And that's when I realized it all. I was nothing but a plaything for your enjoyment. A bunch of toddlers passing from one toy to the next, getting bored at the slightest hint of trouble. No matter what I did, it wasn't as good as the high you got at my expense at Summercide.
Solomon Caine: I spent my time in this ring putting it all on the line for you, trying to do what everyone thinks is the right thing. And what did it get me? Management leaving me off shows is what it got me. A long-term stay at catering is what it got me. And every day I spent in catering, I thought about what got me here in the first place.
Solomon Caine: I earned an OCW contract with grit and determination, not people pleasing. Sure, people pleasing may have earned me a short-term stay with the International Championship. But now, I want more. I've earned more. And I'm not asking for it, I'm telling...
Caine points at Parca, the crowd, and the back.
Solomon Caine: ...him, you, and the executives in the back that I'm going to take it by any means necessary. And that brings me to you, El Parca.
Solomon Caine: You remind me a lot of myself, except for all of the opportunities management has been glad to hand you. A people pleaser, consumed by the need to do the right thing and represent the championship proudly. That's why, despite the opportunities staring you right in the face, you decided to save a woman you had never met before in your entire life. And one day when they get bored of you, just like they did to me, they'll throw you in the garbage bin.
Solomon Caine: And then again, you remind me of an old foe... a Blacksmith of sorts. A man who wasted opportunities. But the difference between you and him, is that you finally won one. You did it.
Solomon Caine: And at Road2Glory, I'll deliver you right to the bin.
Caine flips the microphone to the canvas and rolls out of the ring. He is seen walking to the back as the camera fades to black.
H2O walks down the hallway with a big smile and his hands up in the air.
H2O: All skills baby! I told you!
Heather walks into Harvey and places her head on his chest as he puts his arms around her and embraces her.
The pushes her off of him and Heather is literally thrown back by it.
H2O: THE SPIDER SPECIAL THOUGH!!!
Heather: I can honestly say I’ve learned a thing or two being a part of Kasstianity. Spider is Kass’s fasha.
Heather shrugs.
H2O: I guess we all need to use what we’ve learned throughout our career.
Heather punches The OCW World Heavyweight Champion on the arm. Harvey clutches his bicep.
H2O: Ouch! What was that for?
Heather: Don’t judge me pendejo. You put Bobby thru that Brita Filter. You learned that from Tiberius Dupree.
H2O: Fair enough.
Jim: H2O!
Heather lifts her chin as she sees Jim Black trotting down the hallway behind H2O. Harvey turns around and is met with him.
Jim: Harvey, my apologies. Heather to you as well. Congratulations on your victory tonight.
Heather: Thanks, Jim. What’s wrong?
Jim: Nothing is wrong. Doc Green just released a statement which I’m sure you’ve heard. Care to say a few words?
H2O looks over to Heather. She takes a step to Harvey’s side and grabs his arm with one hand then places her hand on his shoulder.
A feels a sense of calmness radiating from her warm hands and into him.
H2O: I don’t mind it at all Jim.
H2O: Doc Green thinks he knows me. Well guess what Jim, he does. He was rookie of the year. He was the two time OCW World Heavyweight Champion.
H2O: He fell short of becoming tag team champions like myself. He beat a couple legends that I have beaten. He also sparked the type of man that stands before you today.
H2O: Prestige, style, charisma, attitude and yes pride!
H2O: I have pride in this company that invested their all in me. I have pride in The Ocean of Paradise that fills the arena each and every week to come and see ME in my flashy clothes.
H2O: See ME with a fly girl. See ME with a popular theme. See ME in The Main Event and see ME stomp every ounce of pride you have left for yourself ONE MORE TIME at Road 2 Glory!
The Head Superstar was about to continue but was interrupted by the fans chanting his name “H-2-O!”.
H2O: You hear that Jim? Is that the sound of people thinking things were handed to me? Or is that the sound of people that know I’ve worked my ASS off to get here!
H2O: The fans in those seats out there and my fans in the locker room rode on my wave at the lowest tide and the highest.
H2O: At Road 2 Glory, Doc, you better brace for impact. This wave that my people are riding is going to keep wipe you worse than any natural disaster you ever seen before.
H2O walks off the camera.
Heather: I got something to say…
Heather turns to the camera and raises both her hands in front of the lense. They’re blurry so you can imagine the gesture.
Heather: (Beep)k you Valkyrie! (Beep)k you Empress!
The fans cheer louder as she walks out of frame. Jim Black shakes his head with a smile as we turn away to our next segment.
