Shiiiiiiiiiiiiity beef.....

*2's head raises off the hard surface. The side of his face red and mushed. His eyes seem foggy as he looks around. His location hadn't changed. He seems to have spent the night on the bench.*

Good thing I live in Florida.

*He pulls his phone from his pocket. 12 missed calls and a few worried texts from Amanda. Several notices letting him know that promos have gone live. He quickly types a few lines "Hey babe, sorry about last night. Stuck in my head. But I'm ok. Please don't worry."*

So where was I?

*His phone vibrates and he looks down: "always going to worry" it says. He puts it away.*

My wife isn't the one who needs to worry. And I almost feel bad that she does. But she will come around, just like the rest of you. Only she won't need such a prodding. Or any chairs to the face. She won't need to be buried or searched for. Just those of you who refuse to liste-....

*He softly clutches his head before taking his flask out and having a swig.*

Ahhh. Starting to feel better already.

*another swig and the flask goes back in the pocket.*

Aaaannnnnyyyyyballs. Seems a shot possible shot at the Hart title has everyone up and ready to fuck. Or fight. Whichever.

But I'm glad about that. It wouldn't be nearly as fun if I got to just walk through unscathed and unhindered. What's a battle royal without the battle, right?

Come Wednesday though, the battle will already be over. A war will be on the rise. And I will be starting to clear my path to the top. One ladder rung at a time, one little mountain top next to the next and so on.

But what you little Court Jesters don't seem to understand, is that I already belong atop some of those mountains. I have attained greater then my current status, the world over. I am wrestling Royalty. So while Rebels and Innovators and sunrises, contemplate their place in this world. I've already earned mine.

You can all claim to be greater then you are. You can wrap titles around your names. But none of you have been King, like I have. Men and women alike used to look upon me with respect and fear. Some would even now and head my every word. And it wouldn't be a bad idea for some of you to do the same.

For I am the King of Agony. And I am here to deliver my one true gift.

*2 smiles as he pats his breast pocket.*

Hmm. I forgot to buy smokes.

*He still smiles.*

My reign is about to start. Will you bow? Will you show respect? Or will you fall before me by force?

*the smile turns dark.*

Please choose the last one!!

*and the dark takes over. And out.*