It took apparently too long... But the so called "Queen" has sent her newest hound after me.
Revenge on her mind, apparently I crossed a line when I invited her to play... But I don't regret it one bit. Being in proximity of such sweet scent, the exhilarating sensation of her pheromones, her feminine silhouette... She is the trophy every single alpha male would want.
Ryback, by far the biggest opponent I have matched up against... He's strong, he's vicious, but I believe the element of surprise is still on my side. Paige... A Feeble, materialist Queen hasn't really taken the time to see the full picture.
...
What do you mean: What am I talking about?
Oh... This just keeps getting better and better...
You'll see what I'm talking about. For in the end, I will finally lay hands on my precious...
Catering. EBWF superstars looooooved Catering. They usually gathered there chat about the events that unfolded throughout the night and to applaud those who had excelled in their performances; everything while getting a bite to eat. Catering was awfully popular, but tonight... Not even Zack Ryder was there. Call it fear, intimidation or disgust... Only EBWF's prime hunter, Leo Kruger could be seen in the place. Kruger inspected the contents of the buffet pots... A look of disgust on his face... He was approached by a Catering member. Kruger had the pot's cover on his hand, the scent and steam of hot beef stroganoff fumed towards the ceiling.
EBWF Catering: Would you fancy some beef stroganoff?
Leo Kruger: I like my beef blue rare...
EBWF Catering: Don't get mad or something... But you've spent the past half hour or so, just gazing at the food... And you don't want anything?
Leo Kruger: Sadly, you don't understand... How better food tastes when you work hard for it, instead of having someone serve it to you...
EBWF Catering: Ehh... Alright... I just wonder why nobody has come tonight to Catering... They usually like our food.
Leo Kruger: Simple. An alpha male knows how to mark his territory... They simply don't dare to come because they know I am here. And since they're not coming... I think all this food...
Leo turned and tumbled the catering tables down with a front kick... hot pots and hot water splashed on the floor, along with the various contents of the pots. The Catering member silently walked away from Kruger, who snickered. Leo took a moment to look around the food on the floor... Until he heard a voice coming from the door.
Michael Cole: Oh God! I want some Bee...
Michael looked at the scene and took a step back towards the door...
Leo Kruger: Ahh... Come on in, Michael! You're just in time.
Leo paced slowly towards Michael Cole... Cole was petrified. Leo leaned in and bluntly sniffed Cole a couple of times.
Leo Kruger: Have you seen Christy Hemme?
Michael Cole: N-no... Not in a while... No.
Leo Kruger: Odd, you reek of pheromones and her perfume... I'll ask again.
Leo's hand landed on the door, shutting it behind them.
Leo Kruger: Have you seen her?
Michael Cole: I saw her a few moments ago...
Leo Kruger: I need to have a word with her... She might be quite useful...
Leo snickered. Michael gulped and looked behind Leo Kruger... Food, water, steam and pots all over the place
Michael Cole: What's all this mess?
Leo Kruger: Apparently is what "civilized" people do to feed themselves... No wonder why you're a bunch of pathetic weaklings. How does this work?
Michael Cole: People line up, get what they want...
Leo Kruger: No effort, no sweat on the forehead... Nothing.
Michael Cole: Please don't tell me you did this because of Ryback...
Leo Kruger: Ryback's hyperphagia has me unfazed. But affecting his supplies might sure be a step in the right direction to weaken him. You know... If everything turns out right, after tonight I might even claim a trophy I actually have desire for.
Michael Cole: What do you mean... You don't want the Breakout title?
Leo Kruger: The Breakout title just fell into my lap after I took Tensai down with ease... Don't get me wrong, who doesn't love a hunting Trophy? But sometimes I think that The same Breakout Title that sparkles around my waist is some sort of cord... Holding me back. Keeping me at the same level with guys who got beaten so bad that aren't even around anymore... Or are considering to throw the towel.
Sure, Ryback gave the finishing blow to Tensai... But I was the one who exposed his weak points, I was the one who exploited his infatuation with Paige... I was the one who deathly wounded him. Let's see... So far I have exterminated guys like Tensai, Dolph Ziggler, Corey Graves who don't walk among us anymore... While others have been seriously retorted and twisted after having to meet up with me... Drew McIntyre and Carlito... Speak of the devil! Carlito is also someone I will be facing tonight. No matter how big his mouth is... No matter how much he has worked on his physique... He is still no match for me and my vast hunting knowledge... Carlito's chances of walking out tonight on his two feet are very, very slim. For he can't do a thing with big pectorals and buff arms, when fighting someone who has taken down bare beasts with his bare hands...
Michael Cole: I don't get it... You're telling me the Breakout Title isn't as valuable to you as it used to be... But that you're still going to win?
Leo Kruger: I was a prideful, skilled and aggressive hunter before I even came to this concrete jungle... I will still be a prideful, skilled and aggressive hunter when the title is no longer around my waist. I made this title... For over 5 months I have held the title proudly, I have shown complete and utter dominance... I have become the longest reigning Breakout champion... And believe me, Michael... If it all comes down to me having to choose between taking Carlito and Ryback permanently out of commission and keeping the belt... I think you know what road I would choose... If I had to choose between getting the prey I have longed for and a belt whose greatness and prestige I have managed to surpass...
