He sat in the locker room wrapping the tape around his fists. He mulled over the entirety of the night before it happened and he shook his head.
Just then PWX's own, Robert Cruz, had rushed over interrupting the Alpha Dog's concentration.
" Wyld! A moment of your time please?"
Turning his head he glared at Cruz and stood up visibly angered. " What the hell did you call me?"
His eyes darted side to side until he finally looked back up at The Alpha Dog timidly. " I called you champ?"
" Don't fuck with me Cruz! We go back a longtime and you never were one to back down from anyone yourself albeit you picked the wrong ones to piss off and annoy. First and foremost The WyldChylde is dead gone forever never to return. In fact he's as dead as his marriage to that two faced lying backstabbing cun..... you know what never mind that I'm not going to lower myself to those levels of bitching pissing and moaning over her leaving me? Fuck man it's her loss and the worlds gain.
Nodding he looked to the camera and smiled. " Besides these halls aren't that big and I'm sure I'll be running into those two homewrecking fucks very soon. And speaking of halls check it out folks." He changes his demeanor to hyped and ready, his muscles rippled as he clasped his hands together rolling his wrists. Fans in the seats watching on and those at home could feel that cool tingley sensation running up and down there bodies.
" This is Last Rites! The final resting spot for the one called WyldChylde but seeing as the match that never happened will finally take place after I kick the holy shit out of Shade for my Aggression title I'll finally get to go toe to toe with the biggest Undead Ho this side of Ohio!" He grinned very cheekily.
Cruz just looked at him then to the camera and back to The Alpha Dog. " Shut up Cruz I know that sucked but not as sucky as how she'll feel when I not only recapture the Aggression title but my Undisputed title as well. And when that happens the world will finally realise that when the Warchief is on the war path, you best get out of my way or be ready to get trample in the stampede. Fact's are simple bitches, The Warchief Conner Hawk is here and mark my words the DWF will never be the same. Consider the scope already changed."
Shoving Cruz aside he walked out into the hall and made his way towards the entryway for his Hop Pen match.
