"In life, there are givers, and there are receivers. Unfortunately, there are times where you just cannot give anymore.. and there are times where receiving more, would not be a good thing. Joe, what a great friend he was. He was introduced to me by my friend Rey Valiente, supposedly to be my butler.. but I wouldn't have that. Joe became a good friend of mine.. we became very good friends. Yet, an unfortunate heart attack would spread us apart. I couldn't give him life. He couldn't receive any help.. he was gone as soon as he hit the floor. No matter how much the doctors tried, it was hopeless. This was a time where I wished I could've given something to Joe, in order to keep him alive. See, he has a child, a 9 year old child. What is that child to do now without a father? Sure, him and his wife were seperated, and he only was able to visit every other month, but there was still that presence. What, now?"
PKA sighs. He looks down at his International Championship. The flames of the candles reflect a shine off the title. He picks it up, and places it back on his lap so it faces the camera.
"There is.. nothing one can do when faced with death, but hope, pray.. life goes on for some, life ends for others.. Joe will be missed. But now, I am forced to continue on with my career.. my job.. my life. I've got a responsibility to keep my fans happy, and I must show up at Malice to compete for my International Championship against RaShawn TiTan. But before I get to him.. I'd like to talk about Buddy Awesome. He's changed now, into The Starchild, whatever that's all about. He's found a new vision on life, and that's fine. Starchild, do you honestly believe that your assault on Rammer really took that much out of you for our match? I doubt it so. Star- damnit, I hate that name. How about I call you Buddy. Buddy.. yeah that's better.. Buddy, do you honestly believe that taking me on one more time would be a good idea? Granted, I have no problem with facing you and ending it with a 1-2-3 on my behalf again.. but is it the best decision? We'll see. What I want you to do is, if you are certain about this challenge, make it, in front of the entire world, on Malice. If you are brave enough to step in front of a camera on Malice and challenge me to a rematch, then I might just accept it."
PKA picks the International Title and places it on his left shoulder. He pats it once, and looks at the camera, pointing to the title.
"This right here will be on the line on Malice. RaShawn TiTan, this is your want, this is your must-have.. and I could almost go as far as to say it is your need."
PKA stops pointing to the title. He grins.
"But your want, must-have, or need to gain this title and have it around your waist is nothing, means nothing, will not matter. I realize you are new to NWO, and you feel as though you have been given an opportunity that you cannot fail in. But trust me, losing to me will not be failure. As you've said it before, we have the ability to put on one helluva match. We can showcase a match of the year in this ladder match on Malice. Doing that, getting your name alongside mine in possibly the Hall of Fame as having the best ladder match in NWO history would be just as good, if not better, than winning the International Championship. Hey, I'm already in the record books as being the first and longest reigning International Champion. So, not to sound cocky, but you should be thankful for being put up against me. I look forward to facing you, and I look forward to putting on a great match. But you should not worry about gaining the International Title so much. Look at what it's done to you.. you and ya boy have seperated, you're going crazy.. just calm down bro. Its not all about receiving titles, but I am telling you this, you will receive recognition no matter whose hand is raised in victory."
PKA stands up, International Title placed on his shoulder. He has to hold it with his hands to make sure it does not slip off. He stands.. and walks over to a candle. He blows it out. He procedes to walk over to another. While he does this, he speaks to the camera.
"I can't give you my International Championship, RaShawn, but I can give you my best. I know you will bring your best in our match, and I wouldn't do any less. I want this to be a match that nobody forgets. I want this to be a match that we never forget. This can be a learning experience, for the both of us."
PKA blows out another candle. He walks towards another, and blows it out. The room is now very dark.. one candle remains. He approaches it, and stops.
"Life is full of losses, full of victories, full or trying times. You have to make decisions, based on your best opinion, that are right. There are times when you have to give a little to get a little... there are other times where if you get a little, you've got to give a lot back. Well.. 'we make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.' Let's give it our all, on Malice."
With that said, PKA blows the final candle out. The room goes to darkness as we fade out.
The scene opens as PKA sits in a dark room. The only light, which is very little, seemingly comes from a few burning candles around the room. PKA sits on a chair, International Championship in his lap. He looks down at it, and looks up at the camera.