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STORM: "Cory Chevelle, you beat the living shit out of me. I've gotta hand it to you, you come just as advertised."

His face was covered with bruises and yet his signature smirk was plastered across his lips. He ran his fingers through his hair, closing his eyes as he sighed heavily, letting go of all the pent up frustration. He felt as though he was at a loss, despite the fact he had only just returned, Cory Chevelle had taken him to a place no man had taken him in a while.

STORM: "Shit, I almost forgot. You had to level me with a chair to get the job done.

The fact is Cory, you may have beaten me but you had to take the bitch route to do it, and for The Silverback to be resorting to such moves... I expected better, but at the same time, I should've known better than to think so highly of you. The longest reigning Television champion, The Silverback Mountain... You may have beaten me but you did so with no honor, no respect, no dignity... a chair shot to beat Your Hero, and Mine, I should've sussed it from the start. But it is what it is and our story is far from over."

He paused, tilting his head ever so slightly as he looked uneasily beyond the camera.

STORM: "Has anybody, got some motherfuckin' aspirin right now, fuck!"

A hand extended outward with a few aspirins which Storm immediately swallowed whilst gulping down a bottle of water. He licked his dry lips, returning to a cool, calm, composure.

STORM: "I'm sorry yeah, I'm a little bit emotional... I've been through the wars. I've been through the wars but that's just what's expected in this business, that's what we signed up for but if you wanna play those games Cory, all you had to do was say so.

No disqualification? You name it, I'll be there, no matter what.

But now we're both in this match together for the vacant Television title, alongside David and Billy, all fighting for the spot for the television throne. I know David and Billy have their own little thing going on but that gold being vacated has happened just at the right time for all of us. This is a moment only one of us can capture and I know that a lot of people have already counted me, down and out. And yeah, I may have been shot down but Cory Chevelle. 

You shot me down but I'm still standing man, I'm still here. But I'll be honest with you, this is has been a telling part of my story for the last few years here. Being of the cusp of greatness before having it pulled away, either by my own doing or something external. I take responsibility for my fuck ups, I always will but cheating to beat me... that's a bitch ass move my friend, and you'll get your comeuppance. I'm still motherfuckin' standing, baby."

He smiled, clenching his fist as he nodded.

STORM: "The television title being the first title I capture here sounds fitting. I don't care what I have to do, just know that I'll do whatever's necessary to get the job done this time round!"

The scene gradually fades.