Target match(Werwulf)

[KraZ]

March of the Dead" hits the speakers as Logan Legend makes his way out. His hood is up as he seeming with focus makes a bee line to the ring. He doesn't show boat, just enters the ring quickly. He moves to the middle of the ring, and reaches into his pocket to get a mic.

"Another Match, another lose.... The difference is this time I learned something. I learned more about this OCW. See, I now know who the true threat is, the true power is, my target is now in my cross hairs.

The person will I start on my list of epicness.... Is the Cruiser Weight Chanpion... The Coffin Puppet.... Werwulf.

He has shown me the way to make an impact is NOT going after the biggest. It is instead the smallest. And that is Werwulf, and he is the reason I am out here.

I would like a match of your choosing at the next show. "

Logan's hood drops down showing his face. And on his face a smile begins to form. He then takes a breath and speaks again.

"Werwulf, you are the hunted... I am a man with honor, so I want you to understand what awaits you in the coming days. See, I am not threading you harm... I am just promising you that I will get you one way or another. "

He lowers his mic and awaits what happens next.

[Werwulf]

*It doesn't take long before "Welcome Home" hits the arena and out walks the Cruiser/Tag Team Champion, Werwulf. Much like Legend, there is no showing off, no glamor, just Wulf in his street clothes. He stands on the stage looking down toward Legend before raising his mic.*

Werwulf: Only two shows into the year, and already I find myself in the cross hairs of much of the roster, and I'm not even World Champion....gotta be a kick to the nuts of Taylor. *he smirks*

So, Mr. Legend, as I understand it, you want me to be your stepping stone, your 'impact'. Correct?

*Wulf paces on the stage as Legend nods.*

Werwulf: I see, well then, let me lay it down on the line, so we know where we stand...

In OCW alone, I have amassed over 30 title reigns, with the only two titles to ever slip my grasp being the defunct Submission and Intercontinental Titles.

I am half of the first, and arguably the greatest Tag Team in OCW history with Dragune, and defenses aside, am on my way to going down in history as one of the most prolific tag teams in OCW history with Manticore.

I have ran this company in multiple aspects and have lifted it to untold heights, almost ran it into the ground, and just about everything else in between.

My accolades are many, and despite the level of talent here in the 'Dub, none can hold a candle to the things I have done, now, or ever.

Which brings me to the point. You hope to make me your 'impact', and I say, bring it. You want a match, you bet your ass you've got it. Nothing flashy, no need to over play it, standard singles match, you and me, Overdrive.

*The crowd cheers at the announcement.*

Werwulf: But understand this, Logan; many have stood in that same spot you stand now, claiming I was their stepping stone. And a good many of those very souls can claim victory over me. But, allow me to pose this question; where are they now??

There are many in the back that can claim the very same thing, that they hold a victory over me, many of them with great consequences behind them, and yet, where are they, and where am I?

What I'm getting at Legend, is while the Chupacabra may be OCW's "first employee", while guys like "the Rage" Sean Callous, Kunk, Bandit, or even Pain may be OCW Legends, the type of guys lil kids wet their pants over and remember a thousand times over, at that the very heart and soul of OCW lies one person...me. I am the life force flowing through OCW. I've stayed through the bad and the worse. I have persevered and risen above it all, and yet I remain. At the end of times, when OCW has finally bitten the ever present bullet, there are many names that will be spoken. But when they look at what OCW stood for, and they think of what it meant to be a part of OCW and it's legacy, it will be me in the back of their minds, if not on the tip of their tongues..

So take this to heart, come Overdrive, whether you defeat me or not, the road ahead of you is long and arduous. And if it starts with a victory over the fabled Werwulf, your fate will have already been written. No matter what you do Legend, you, like the rest, are doomed to be forgotten, lost in the dark forest. Mediocrity and empty memories await you, while I will continue on my path to immortality.

Think about the future...and MY place in it.

*"Welcome Home" rocks the arena once more as Wulf tosses down his mic and thrusts his fists into the air as the arena erupts in a mixture of cheers and boos. He stares down toward Legend for a few moments, allowing his words to sink in.*

[KraZ]

This man who as yet to prove he is more then a jobber, he smiles. Maybe he doesn't understand what form of hell awaits him, but either way he smiles at Wulf. He then looks right at Wulf, throws out his arms and lifts his head to the sky. He is in this pose for a few seconds before bring his head back to meet eyes with Wulf. Slowly draws the mic to his lips.

" I'll keep that in mind. I know all about you. I have followed what you have done here. But you see the thing that is different is. You have only seem me wrestle in two matches. And in those two match... I never truly shined. So, you'll see what i am able to do.... soon..... very soon.

With that, Logan, drops his mic. He stares at Wulf.