"Hello, My name is Edward White. To my right is Nicky Corrozzo. To my immediate left is Thomas Hunter and next to him is none other than Jane Katze."

[Sure enough, the billion dollar man was right on his directions. Edward White was dressed in business casual, Nicky and Thomas however were dressed in black and white traditional business attire, or at least what'd you'd expect from White's associates. Jane wore a power suit, also appealing to her new found wealth under the White company umbrella.]

"In the weeks before the end of Defiance 2.0, I let Mr. Hunter do the talking. As a college graduate, three times over, he was the perfect mouth piece for me, a tired man in a tired company. His skills of communication eloquently diagnosed the problems with Jimmy Kort.

"But what Thomas didn't realize was he was diagnosis a larger symptom beyond the myopic realizations of a moonshine drunk pseudo redneck from St. Louis.

"Defiance itself was not worth of my thoughts, words and phrases. They weren't capable of listening to what I had to say. They did not possess the cognitive capabilities to decode my diction, to recognize my plight, to understand what issue I was drive home..."

[A pause.]

"Why the sudden change?"

[Edward White smiles large.]

"I'm not interested in change. I'm interested in large denomination but I'm also interested in large domination.

"Look back over my career in this squared circle. Hell, look at where I came from and where I'm at now. I am a rags to riches story. I took my licks in wrestling, living in a winnebago with two dead end friends mooching off of the scraps I made until something finally clicked. The opportunity presented itself to make something out of nothing.

"And I did. I made my first million. Then my second. Then my third. Soon I stopped counting and just watched the money roll in. It was a down pour of wealth that I enjoyed thanks to my fast thinking.

"I won't tell you the secret of my success, the genius business moves I made to get myself in this spot.

"But I'll tell you this..."

[He laughs softly, stroking his deep dark beard once before continuing on.]

"Opportunity is knocking once again.

"And it's not in this stupid FIST Championship.

"It's not even about all this tom foolery involving Dane, Long or Andrews.

"I won't tell you what it is, but I hear a hand pounding on a door.

"Urging me to open the unlock the locks, open the door and let greatness in."

[Edward White spreads open his arms.]

"And I've let them in. Look at my associates.

"LOOK AT THEM"

[He continues to yell, passionately.]

"NICKY CORROZZO -- The Italian Stallion who traded in Choose Death for Choose Wealth. A tangibility that most people recognize and accept with out further thought. But this man, this man knew the value of both. He didn't sell out when he joined my company, he cashed in. He realized what he could bring to the table and not what I could provide, but what we both could earn.

"JANE KATZE -- The only person in recent years to make the Surly Jeff Andrews tap out, a feat few men can claim, a feat almost no woman could achieve. People thought I was crazy for bringing her into the fold. I say you're crazy for not realizing the potential she has inside of her. Heidi might have some of the most vicious kicks I have endured, and St. Sure may have sprained my elbow in an what I would deem an illegal hold -- but Jane possesses a leg vice that money cannot buy. The only, and I mean ONLY reason Kort was not victim of the Golden Gate Guillotine was because I wanted my victory."

[Jane cracks her neck and nods.]

"With these three by my side, I am afraid of no man.

"I am not afraid of Bronson Box and his concealed boot spike.

"I am not afraid of Aleco Dentari and the Overcompensation Rage he posses.

"I am not afraid of the unstoppable Christian Light who I stopped with my own two hands.

"I have gathered the finest group of athletes and business men.

"I WILL WIN, BY ANY FUNDS --"

[A knocking at the door can be heard.]

[White cackles, excited just by the noise.]

"Do you hear that?"

[The knock occurs again.]

"That sound is opportunity knocking again."

[The door creaks open. Hector Perez enters, wheeling himself in by wheelchair.]

[He smiles before saying.]

Hector Perez:
Defiance Wrestling... Usted debe elegir el Patrimonio.

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