* We see Tomasso Ciampa is sitting down in the locker room as he still has the image of the World Title in his hand. The camera pans to the trashcan that has David Arquette with the world title and has a giant X across the picture. The camera pans back to the back Tomasso Ciampa's head as he begin to talk to the picture. *

TC: Goldie, it won't be long now. Luchasaurus has been taken care of. Now, all that stands in my way is just one individual that I need to emasculate. One man to eviscerate from his manhood. That man is Marty Scurll. The same man who took Mr. Arquette to hell and back. Both men went to war for you. And yes, Marty is hurt like a freshly wounded animal. You cause all this commotion, Goldie. And now it's time for the Black Heart to take what's his.....

* Ciampa then turns his head and directs his attention. *

TC: Marty, you have made HWL proud. You Took away my Goldie from Arquette. It really had to be a pain in the ass for all the trouble you got in getting Goldie in your possession. You prove to the whole world that Arquette wasn't worthy of holding Goldie for long. And now.....The Black Heart comes back to take his throne that he never lost. You see Marty, I know that I walk away without Goldie and left HWL without any explanations. Truth be told, I left because HWL looked like it was dying. It look like the life of HWL was truly dead.

* He stands up mad and paces around back and forth. *

TC: Then somehow, life was brought back to this company. Many new faces showed up. Some old faces popped up. But all was still the same. It need a rightful champion. It needed a man to be lead by example. That's when thing went sour and wrong. Names like The Rock, Mankind and David Arquette came in and made a mockery to MY Goldie. And to top it all of, we had to endure the tyranny of a deranged forgotten Hollywood celebrity trying to relieve it's past glory of fame through my Goldie. Thinking that my departure could have made this company great again. Yet, I was proven wrong. Now, The black heart looks to reclaim back Goldie. The Same guy who didn't let himself get pinned or submitted for Goldie. Same Goldie that is around your waist, Marty. My Goldie was never ever apart from me.....it was simply taken away from my hands. But now....

* Tomasso Ciampa then walks pass a television set, where Marty Scurll is seen winning the world title from Arquette and lying dead after the intense beatdown he had at the hands of him. *


TC: Fully Loaded. The Black Heart looks to rightfully take back Goldie into it's rightful home. So Marty, bring your villainous way. From walking down that ramp with that umbrella, to strolling around with my Goldie....hell, you can apply that Chicken Wing all you want.  Cause at Fully Loaded, I'm making sure that not only does your masculinity get taken away, but your sanity as well.

* He grabs the picture of the world title and gets a thumbtack and sticks it in his locker room. He sits down and looks intensively. *

TC: Goldie. It won't be long now. Daddy is preparing everything in his will to make sure that you come home safe. It won't be easy. It won't be pretty. And for sure it won't be for the feint of heart.....but at the end of the day, no one deserves you more than I do. My entire career is solely devoted to reclaiming you in my grasp. Failure is not an option. And Marty, if I have to lose my soul in order to claim back Goldie. Then so be it. Daddy ain't about to let Goldie slip his grasp. Not now. And not at Fully Loaded. Goldie, wait for me. It won't be long now.....

* Tomasso Ciampa walks away from the locker room and fades away as he says. *

TC: The Black Heart beats again. At Fully Loaded, everything comes full circle. Goldie.....comes back home.

* Camera fades. *

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~The Briscoe Brothers pull up in a pickup truck, Mark hops on the back and lights up a cigarette as Jay looks off camera as he speaks, they leave the belts on the back of the truck~

Jay: War Machine thinks we haven't proven ourselves as the tag team champs? 

~Mark holds up the titles as Jay points to them~

Jay: This right her, proves we are the best godamn tag team on this planet. You see, nobody has been able to step up to the plate and knock one out of the park like the damn Briscoe Brothers have. Rowe has been all hung up on his number one contendership match last week. Maybe you would have beaten David Arquette and maybe you wouldn't have, but you should be focused on these tag straps right here. 

~He gets closer to the camera as hes now talking straight into it~

Jay: Do you boys remember what happened at New Years Revolution?

~He turns back to his brother~

Jay: Do you remember what happen Mark?

Mark: We beat dey asses!

~Jay turns back to the camera~

Jay: That's right, we beat dey asses! So why do you think it would be any different now? We beat you then and now we gonna beat you again. The Briscoe Brothers are the top of the HWL tag team division. You boys can't deny that, and this weekend at Fully Loaded, we gonna keep them belts when we beat your asses into the ground! Ain't that right Mark!?

Mark: HELL YEAH!

Jay: Hell Yeah!

~Jay does a gun motion with his hands~

Jay: REACH FOR THE SKIES!

~The camera cuts~

~Alexa Bliss is sitting on her throne~

Bliss: Lacey, a Goddess is not perfect, a Goddess is a role model and a female deity, and that means that I am of a higher quality or nature then you. It means I make less mistakes one being not losing the HWL Women's Championship something that not only have you lost, but in the past you have squandered opportunities on. Your claim to fame Lacey is that you are a real "lady" and that you go home and do the cooking and cleaning for your family. Now see that's fine for you and your family but I have far more important things to do, such as win and retain this championship that I hold so dearly to me. You can spend your time being a mother or a good girlfriend/wife and I will spend my time in the ring getting better and better as an HWL wrestler. 

~She pauses~
 
Bliss: The thing that baffles me is that you steel seem shocked to be beaten by me and you still assume that this title win was a fluke, or "luck" as you so call it. I think your back pedaling Lacey, and I think your slipping, and I also think that my title win off you is still in your head and you can't fathom losing another match because it will prove what I have been saying all along to be true. You sucked up the Mr. Hustead to get your title back and make it into the main event scene of the HWL Women's division. You claim to have skill in the ring however I don't actually recall you winning a singles match since the initial win in the HWL Women's Championship tournament over Paige. Really what have you done here in the HWL, but whine and complain? Whether it be about me beating you for the Womens Championship or you not being able to dethrone Nikki Cross during her initial title reign. Is the problem the HWL "ladies" or is it you? Either way I suppose we will find out this Sunday Lacey, maybe your right. Maybe just maybe I will lose the title back to you and I will drop back into obscurity. But maybe, the goddess will stick around as your HWL Womens Champion for a long time, and the first lady of HWL Lacey Evans..... will quit....... again!

~The camera cuts~

:The camera shows a large plastic bubble and Lacey Evans enters wearing a surgical mask and spraying Lysol all around her:

"The Lady of HWL" Lacey Evans

A Goddess is a role model? Bless your heart...I know you are not trying to stand there with a title that you got with your nasty disease known as luck, which I am doing everything in my power to prevent from catching, but you call yourself Goddess and the definition of that is a Role Model and you are trying to say that you are such? Honey, please you are the furthest thing or person I have ever seen from a role model, role models are supposed to be classy...not trashy like yourself...Role Models are supposed to be Lady Like...unlike yourself...and Role Models are supposed to be leaders...and that most certainly does not suit you at all darling...Whereas myself...A REAL Lady no matter how you try and spin it, I fill all those roles, you may not like how I present myself and I tell it like it is, but honey that what a Lady does to, she does not sugar coat it...

:Lacey sprays some more lysol into the air:

Oh and Alexa, I really like those old songs you play, I love the classic but you should really start producing new material, Here we go again with Lacey quitting, listen everybody out there knows I left after breaching my contract, and everyone in the HWL Got a good look at...well You know...But I settle things with Mr. Cueto and Mr. Sugar and I came back and the first thing I did was avenge that loss to your little girlfriend Nikki Cross and I made that title that you claim to hold so dearly mean something to everyone, I made that title the HWL World Ladies Championship and to have some of your statue come and luck their way to a title win, should not only make me sick but it should have made each and every one of these nasties sick as well...But they decide to worship their so called Goddess, they decide to worship their false idol...and Tomorrow night at Fully Loaded I guess I am just going to have to TAKE Back what is rightfully mine, I am not going to steal the title Alexa, I am not going to luck my way into a title win like you did, I darling am going to earn it, and I am going to be the HWL World Ladies Champion again! And this time, ain't no one woman in the HWL going to stop me once I get my hands on that title again, which reminds me, before tomorrow be sure to wash off your awful stench...I would hate to catch that disease you have....

:Lacey begins spraying again and exits out of frame in her bubble: