* Bayley *

The time is here. Golden Ticket is just around the corner. And in less than 48 hours, I'll defend MY HWL Women's Title against the same women I bested to get this belt, Nikki Cross. And so far, the only thing that psycho bitch has done is make a fool of herself. Like seriously? Engraving a stone with my name? And what's worse is that she writes a fake date in 11/1019. Apparently she doesn't know what date we live on. But it doesn't matter, cause it could he 2 days from now or even 1,000 years from now, I'm still going to show the world why I deserve this belt that's around my shoulder.

So Nikki Cross, you could have all the tantrum in the world, smash every wall you see or even burn dolls to make a statement. It won't matter, cause as long as I'm your Women's champion, no one is upstaging me. This title I hold is what makes this women's division so much better. And ever since I took it from you, I have defended it with pride. Something you would never know of since all you do is have your playdate with everyone that crosses your way. This isn't any playground where we go into the monkey bars or slide around the slides. No. This is HWL. This is where I'm the best at what I do. And this Sunday, I'll teach you That you don't mess with me. Cause if you, you're going to get embarrassed by yours truly. Life sucks.....

And then you die!!!

* Elias *

Hello....my name is Elias. Some of you already know me as the best recording superstar in history. Some know me for my excellent voice I possess. But I'm not here to talk about my music career. Today I'm talking about my wrestling career and how this Sunday everything is going to change. This sunday, I'm in the quarterfinals of the Road to Starrcade, where the winner shall get a world title shot against whoever is the world champion. Personally.....we all don't have to look at anyone but me. I'm the greatest acquisition that wrestling has ever had. And Brian Cage, you may have had your chance at the gold several time, but never quite capitalized on it. That's why on Sunday when you and I face each other, you'll see first hand why I'm the dark horse of the tournament.

Everyone thinks they should sleep on me, but I'm the moneymaker here. I'm the one that sell every arena around the world in every show we come across. Not just for my music, but because you all pay to see me perform at my absolute best. That's why Brian Cage will see that I'm not a laughing joke. Sure, I won by default because Jay Briscoe didn't show up. Who's fault was that? Him. Not mine.

The HWL Universe is looking towards the future and the future is looking bright because I'm around. And this Sunday, the future will look much clearer once I defeat Brian Cage and get one step closer into winning that World Title. And everyone will truly....

.....WALK WITH ELIAS!!!!!

Ciampa

Am I supposed to be intimidated by you Page? Am I supposed to think you are competiton?

I got beat in the initial tournament. I was not at my best. I got ahead of myself, and I simply faded into darkness.

Half of your dribble I cannot understand. Your horse must, but alas, that is your horse. At home. Where you should have stayed.

The Black Heart is coming Goldie. Daddy is getting closer

~The Briscoe brothers are standing in front of the pit a little later that night which is now on fire their faces only lit up from the flames as Mark lights a cigarette and takes another swig from what appears to be a forty of whiskey as he begins to walk around the pit~

Jay: The Briscoe brothers are taking a break from putting work in. Suicide's as we stand here and watch the flames die down, so do we watch your time run out on your reign as HWL World Tag Team Champions. You see dem boys..... us boys.... we earned those tag straps the minute we walked in this place. But more then anything we have struck fear in the hearts of the men we have destroyed. You seem to show no fear Suicides. Me and my brother Mark we appreciate that. Don't we Mark?

Mark: DAMN RIGHT!

​Jay: Your godam right we appreciate that. But all we got from you Suicides is more and more of the same old cryptic bullshit. Where you at Suicides? HEY MARK WHERE DEY AT?

Mark: Don't know fam....

Jay: Nobody know. You hide in the shadows and only poke your heads when you believe the time is right. Well me and my brother Mark are declaring war on masked super heroes. Starting this Sunday at HWL Golden Ticket. 

~Mark passes by again and passes the forty to Jay as he keeps puffing on the cigarette~

Jay: You say your going to end our tale Suicides? You think you dat tough, you think you dat man enough? Then why don't you try. HEY MARK?

Mark: YUH!

Jay: I SAID WE GONNA LET EM TRY......

~Jay pounds his chest as he says those last words and pauses for a second~

Jay: We in the HWL to hurt people, we in the HWL to be part of that poison you so hate Suicides. We want them tag straps and if you want to end our tales....... then you gonna have to reach for the sky boys.....

~He motions his hands into a gun and points them at the camera as a gun shot is heard. The camera goes black and the screen says  "Stay tUnEd" as it cuts~
 

Hangman:

You can be intimidated or you can be un-intimidated to me, it really makes no difference. The truth is I have been underrated, under looked and under appreciated. So this weekend if you are not intimidated then it will mean ever more when I stomp your face into the mat baldy boy.

Goldie is not yours buddy its mine. It's going to be my new saddle for all the ladies to ride me with. While you lay there on the ground after our match wondering if I am going to drop a whiled mud pie between your teeth. You can lay there all in that wonderment. Where did I go wrong? 

But the answer to that question Tommaso Ciampa, is a very simple one. You just didn't measure up to the pure unadulterated size of "The Hungman" Adam Page