Malu rolls out of the ring and snatches the microphone from the ring announcer. Beads of sweat still running down his face. He whips his head back to get his hair out of his face.

Malu: You stop right there Dennis.

Dennis stops midway up the ramp to listen to the big Samoan.

Malu: A few months ago I told you I was going to make a man out of you. I beat you down and you kept getting back up. And in 3 matches you showed that you deserve to sit at the grown folks table.

There are applause from the crowd.

Malu: You’ve gone on to reach greater heights than just about any other rookie in OCW history. But I’ll be damned if you continue to make a name for yourself off of me. I don’t care what there other fools say or do I’m pushed you beyond your limits. It has been by nothing more than the grace of the gods that you have bested me. You know it and these people know it.

Malu: I came here to win that Turmoil Championship you hold and make this place something special. But it seems that besides me there hasn’t been one challenger that bleeds this brand like I do. I’m sick of it.

Malu paces back and forth.

Malu: So I say in two weeks Malu versus Dennis Black one more time. For the Turmoil Championship!

The crowd explodes.

Malu: If I can’t beat you for that belt. I don’t deserve to be here. If I don’t win that belt I’ll walk away and you won’t have to deal with me again.

The cheers turn to more of a hush.

Malu: If I can’t beat you Dennis Black, then I don’t deserve to be here. So what do you say?

Dennis holds the Turmoil Championship high in the air and nods. Malu smiles as the crowd cheers as the two long time foes are set to do battle one final time.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Well it's that part of the show where I say that's all she wrote.
	Good night, god bless.