Oooo, this is gonna be good~

[brandonnytrus]

MPW.com/WTN MPW Special Report
Undisclosed Location
September 18th, 2012, 3:38 PM

The scene opens up with Brandon Nytrus sitting on a chair looking into the camera. In the background there is a grey brick wall and the light is dim, but light enough to see Brandon's face clearly.

He leans forward and sighs.

Brandon: Trey... I don't think you know who I am... My name is Brandon Nytrus. "The Hardcore Icon", "The Duke of Xtreme", and of course, the "Most HATED Man in Professional Wrestling". Like I've said on multiple occasions, I've done more than what's expected to get the honor of being called each of those names. The things I've done, the things I've seen to earn those titles, are terrifying... no... horrific.

He takes a moment to take a breath.

Brandon: You said a lot of things a couple of days ago at a MPW House Show about me and this Wednesday at Fusion... But one thing that stood out from all the trash that was leaking out from your mouth was that I'm not "World Title material"... Trey, I don't think you're getting my message. I could care less if this match was for the World Title. Hell, I could care less if it was the main event. All of those are cliches that just make an anticipated match more exciting. I'm more about the fact this match is actually happening other than not. I can't wait to finally step in the ring and land shot after shot after shot on you, watching your face turn from the brownish-peach color, to bleach white, and finally to blood red as I cover every inch of your face with blood. Once I've accomplished what I needed to accomplish, I will easily climb the ladder, unhook your precious championship and walk out of the arena in one piece as the EMTs rush to your side trying to stop the bleeding and heal you.

He again sits back as he begins to turn beat red from the anger. With his back against the steel chair, the veins that were popping out of his neck and his head settle and his face returns to normal color... He moves forward to speak once again.

Brandon: Baxter, you're right, this isn't Twitter. This isn't where we can just say things and have it be over with. This is the big time. This is where losers get embarrassed and the legends outshine the wannabes. That's all you'll be after Fusion, Trey. A worthless wannabe who had his seven seconds of heaven and then finally plummeted back down to Earth. When that bell rings, and the fans return to their seats... You and everyone else in the MPW Nation will see a side of me that no one has ever seen before.

He laughs a bit.

Brandon: You know... It's funny... How some people's minds work? One person can say one thing about something and the other will say something completely different. Well, when I first got here, all I heard was: "Give up, kid." or "You'll never make it." That's it. Every single person in the locker room said the same thing and had the same opinion about me. And look at me now, just a month of so later and I've made it further than most of them. I'm in the main event of MPW Fusion and I'm fighting Trey Baxter for the MPW World Heavyweight Championship. But, oh wait...

He makes a fake frown almost mocking Trey and everyone else.

Brandon: Trey doesn't take me seriously...

A fake crying noise and gesture is made by mockingly wiping the eyes and sniffling a bit. He continues with a whiny tone:

Brandon: And I just wanna make some friends!!!

Now an even louder crying noise comes out of Nytrus' mouth. It gets annoying now.

He suddenly switches to a serious face and stares blankly into the camera.

Brandon: Is that what you think of me, Trey? Like acting like a two year because I never get what I want? I'm not like you. I don't bitch and whine because Bill Adams doesn't tickle my pickle. I work my ass of to earn what I get.

There's a brief pause where Brandon gathers some thoughts and smiles.

Brandon: I mean, your amount of stupidity is overwhelming at times because all you can do is just sit back and laugh because you, Trey, have never gotten the big picture. I'm not afraid of you. I'm not intimidated either. So you can say all you want and do what you will... But after Wednesday... You're in for a surprise when you finally wake up and the only thing you're seeing is a little bit of blood and the florescent light on the ceiling in your hospital room.

But, Trey, there is one thing you said that does make sense, Trey. I haven't been around lately to talk shit and cut promos. Unlike you, there's a reason why. I've been training. I went back to CZW for a bit to say hi to the boys and get some training done. They reminded me just how ruthless and dominating I can be. I'm hungry, Trey. And I have my sights set on my next meal... And it's you.

The scene fades to black with Brandon standing up and walking away from the camera. There's a sound of a door slamming then the audio and camera cut together.[/b]