Where Have All the Heroes Gone?

"Where have all of your heroes gone now? I look around, and they all have just...disappeared."

The voice of Connor Mason echoes eerily throughout the small room he found himself in, as he held the MSW microphone over the top of his head. It was obvious that Twitch was unimpressed with the state of Missouri State Wrestling as of late, and he thought himself the only one that could save said place in his twisted fantasy world.

"As I look around this place, ou still have the Bryce Mannings of the world running around here like they own the place when you have guys like ME who can go out there, and beat anyone before they even step in the ring, and I'm not even part of the show. It would SEEM that someone thinks that I may be dangerous, or off-kilter, or something like that. You know what, though? They. Are. Absolutely. Right. I am dangerous. I am more than a little crazy. I wouldn't have it any other way, and neither would Kat. You see, we're both dangerous people, and the fact that neither one of us are getting are just recognition is a travesty. A travesty that we will both soon rectify in our own special way. Whomever wins this little bulls*** tournament will have me to deal with, and WHEN Kat wins the Women's championship, there will not be a person in the world that can touch us. Isn't that right, Katherine?"

The petite frame of Kat Jones stepped into the frame, as Twitch cocked his head to one side, popping his neck.