Click here for "Pay Back" by Flaw.

{Today the world is dark. Sorrow reigns supreme. Lives have been altered as promised, and everything is completely different now. B-Pac has fallen short of a task and has come to the conclusion that he lost to a far better person than he. He realized that he was in the wrong to start with. We catch up with B-Pac backstage at the Joe Louis Arena. He shows signs of fatigue and has several noticeable marks on his face from the war that has just been waged in the ring.}

B-Pac: "Many have speculated, Selena, that our fued would go on forever... even I thought that it would. But things are different now. We have settled our score, we are even, and I leave you be. You notice that my waist has no title around it today... the first time in a long time. I am not ashamed of this at all. Congratulations on your win, and I wish you the best in the future. However, I have descided to take a few steps forward since I have taken so many steps back lately. What is that step you ask? Well, I'm not taking that big of a leap and saying that I will win the WoW Title, but I will go as far as to say that I plan on making the most out of the #1 Contender's match-up that will take place very shortly between Smoke Dawg and I. If you haven't noticed, Smokey has been spitting out our past lately, so let me tell you MY SIDE to the story..."

{B-Pac takes a drink from a bottle of Old No. 7 that has been numbing his pain and his mind for the past hour. Normally, he is not a drinker, but today... well, things change. He wipes his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt and starts speaking.}

B-Pac: "The story starts simple enough in Atlanta, Georgia. Two teenage kids trying their luck in a wrestling tournament sponsored by the late Troy Johnson. The kids were Smokey and I. He was already one of Troy's students but I was just a walk-on. The match took hours... neither of us won because we were too badly beaten to continue. A respect developed between the two of us and Mr. Johnson asked me to join his wrestling program in which I was more than happy to. Years went by and Smokey and I grew into good friends and our wrestling ability improved to elite status. Troy Johnson said that we were the best thing to come out of Atlanta that he had seen. Three years ago, he entered us into a big tournament that feautured the best wrestlers in the Southeastern United States. I was having car problems so Troy agree to pick me up and drive me there. We stopped off at a gas station when I noticed something taking place in the alley behind the building... there was a teenage girl about to get raped by a gang of DSGB Bloods. I rushed the scene and bashed a few heads as Troy followed behind me. I turned around to the the sight that forever changed my life... one of them pulled out a 9 millimeter and shot Troy in the chest. The gang then took off running as the police arrived. The young lady, Troy, and I were all taken to the hospital while Smoke Dawg won the tournament unaware of the events that had taken place."

"Troy Johnson did not make it there... he was pronounced DOA. I never saw the young lady again either... I often think about her and wonder if it was worth losing Troy to save her from getting raped. Smokey arrived at the hospital soon thereafter and had it in his mind that I was to blame for everything. A scuffle broke out and we haven't shared words until recently. He used the death of our trainer as his motivation for continuing with wrestling... I did not. I could not cope with the whole deal and was bent on getting my revenge on his killers. I got into the whole gang thing and eventually got into more trouble that it was worth. I was arrested, jailed, institutionalized, and deemed a "dangerous person". I have struggled with this for years but I have learned to deal with it... at least I think I have. Returning to wrestling was the best thing that I could have ever done. It wasn't until later that I noticed just who was here in WoW along with me. I did not believe it at first and did extensive research on who Smoke Dawg was. I eventually found out that it was the same one from my past and knew that one day, everything would be settled. That day will arrive shortly."

{B-Pac takes another drink from his whiskey as a tear drop rolls down his face. His past races through his mind and ideas flow from everywhere. He looks down and holds up a picture of Angela that he received in the mail recently. A smile comes to his face but fades away fairly quickly as he gazes back into the camera.}

B-Pac: "Smoke Dawg, you were wrong to blame me for that. You didn't make it any easier for me to cope with. Your support was all I needed, but what did you do? You threw the blame in my face and attacked me... you have some pay back in your future, Smoke. Indeed, you owe me big time and I plan to collect my retribution. The venom that I speak of so often is a result of the build-up of pain and the problems left unsolved... it is all a result of YOUR doings! So, when we finally meet in that ring, Smokey, expect to feel the repercussion of the pain that you have caused me."