*"Detroit Rock City" blasts over the speakers and the crowd erupts in cheer as PenWing walks onto the stage, mic in hand.*

You know, Oakers, I haven't had much of a reason to say anything lately, what with my recent... breakdown. But you, you haven't stopped running your mouth. You think teaming up with a beast will solve all your problems? You think having a body guard will prevent people from kicking your ass?

Well, I've got news for you, Oakers, you're wrong! You think you scare me? While you were fighting in tag, all I did was take on the Dark Lords on my own and live to tell the tale!

*Pops from the crowd.*

And do you want to know why I did it? It had nothing to do with Grimm. He only thought he was pulling the strings. But while he was, and still is, running around with his ex, I was out proving that I belonged in the greatest division to ever grace the world of wrestling. Because "why" isn't the question, Oakers. Y is the answer!

*More pops from the crowd.*

You want to know what the Y Division is, Oakers? The Y Division is where the real men go to fight, and I notice that none of your names are on the invite!

*The crowd cheers. Oakley looks livid in the ring, but El Superbeasto calms him down.*

So let me be the first to invite you to your ass kicking ceremony. You want a steel cage match? Fine. In two weeks, if you still have those titles, all three of you can have your steel cage match on Tuesday Night Havoc. And it will be against Captain LameBitch and DeadThing, better known as the former tag team champions Captain Sammitch and PenWing, of the SDC!

*The crowd chants "SDC! SDC! SDC!"*

You wanted the Sudden Death Connection to notice you, Oakers? Be careful what you wish for, because it just came true!

*PenWing tosses his mic to floor and walks backstage as "Detroit Rock City" blasts over the speakers.*

Last edited by PenWing; 2006-02-28 7:04 PM.

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