He paused for a moment. Not speaking a word. Then finally after looking defiantly into her eyes with his expression stern and serious he raised up his microphone to his mouth.
"I would have thought you'd know I don't give a damn about what or anyone else thinks of me or how I live my life. Maybe instead of worrying about who is "sniffing my crotch" you should be more concerned with me crippling you inside of HELL IN A CELL."
The mere mention of the hellacious structure made all of the fans erupt into a frenzy of cheers. Even though the fans were going blowing the roof off of the arena with their cheers of utter excitement to see these two go to war inside of a Hell in the Cell his motivation for the match was to prove how vicious he could be. He had demonstrated his mean streak and sadistic side before and he would do so again in a way never seen before if Devilz Child accepted the match.
"You can talk about me needing to "grow up" all you'd like. You can talk about how I paint my face or who I sleep with or my "look." None of that matters in the grand scheme of things. I know it. You know it. Regardless of what the hell your irrelevant opinion is of my style or my "maturity level" the fact remains YOU CAN'T BEAT ME. Furthermore, I not only reign without challenge as the DWF Intercontinental champion, I reign supreme without challenge inside of this ring PERIOD. I know that eats at you, doesn't it? Someone as "irrelevant" and "immature" as me is your superior."
He sticks a middle finger up to her face, never letting his eyes off of her, "That's what I think about your past victories. That's what I think about YOUR talent, endurance, determination, and knowledge. That's what I think about "knowing" your or "knowing how you operate." Truth be told you're overrated, outdated, out of touch, and worse of all you're boring as HELL. No pun intended. I really don't get how a Demoness such as yourself can be so self righteous. You come out here and make all these judgements and command me to do this or to do that in order to be taken seriously in your mind. Well, just in case you've got your head too far up your ass, I've been running this place my way for a long time. You aren't the first challenger to step up to the plate and you won't be the last to be put down. After I cripple you, bloody you, and humiliate you and send you back to Kade and your kid disgraced I'll be onto the next one."
He turns his back to her slowly, shaking his head. "You say I don't know you. So what? What's more important is you don't know me as well as you think you do. In fact, you don't know a damn thing about me past what I allow you to think you know. What I will tell you so you can be in the know is that if you mention Belle's name ONE MORE TIME I will rip your lying tongue right out of your fucking mouth. Just speak her name ONCE MORE.
DWF Intercontinental title. Hell in the Cell. Are you in or you just boring everyone to death with your pointless rambling so you can get the attention your "Daddy" never gave you?"
He turns around to face her and lays down the title in between the two of them. This was to symbolize the line had been drawn. The next move was hers...