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"Oh yeah..." He blinks and shakes his head. "But its not enouth to feed the sadisitic side of me... I seen in different threads a match that is everything about me..." He says pacing around.

((i gotta go. i'll c ya tomorrow.))

Carlito still feigns complete calm as he watches Edge get all riled up once again. Anger seemed to be a big part of Edge's personality.

"Carlito has been noticing..."

Carlito began, gesturing with the cigar in his hand as he continued.

"That Edge is having trouble keeping his cool."

Using one of the remotes, Carlito flicked on one of the TV's in Edge's office. The screen showed Edge losing his temper when fighting Angle, then losing the match.
Carlito shook his head in disappointment.

"Lose your cool and you lose the match."

Carlito switched off the TV then stared Edge directly in the eye.

"But Carlito can help you with that..."

- walks towards edges office - edge may i have a word with u please

::Edge sighs:: Carlito, get out. I have neither the patience, nor desire to deal with you right now.

::Edge turns and walks out of his office and heads for the ring. He steps in and grabs a microphone::

Recently, I have not been living up to the standards I set for myself. I told all of my fans at the Hall of Fame ceremony that they would see a rejuvinated Edge that would compete for the World Heavyweight championship. However, I have failed to deliver on that. It sickens me to see people who have no respect for the World Heavyweight Championship run around carrying the torch for the Raw Brand. However, there is something I can do about it.

Several months ago, I became the General Manager of Raw. I have made some of the most creative and competitive matches in World Wrestling Federation history. Never once have I put myself first, put myself in a one on one match for the World Title, as some of my SmackDown counterparts have done. Never once have I done anything I felt was not in the best interest of the Raw franchise. Yet even still, people such as Blaze and Schneider run their mouths about how corrupt I am. How I am a tyrant, a selfish scab holding back the flow of talent. To them I say this. ::Edge raises a one-finger salute to the camera:: However, they do bring up an interesting point. The World Wrestling Federation is in a time of change, and so a changing of the guard is needed. If Schneider and Blaze want to run their mouths, maybe they can run the show. Prove to the world that they aren't full of crap. Undertaker, since apparently you've got the stroke in the backstage area. I make one last demand as the General Manager. Find my replacement.

::Edge hands the mic to one of the camera men and walks up the ramp. No music plays, the crowd is utterly silent, trying to take in what has happened::

*Orton heard what Edge said and was shocked* "Edge next WWF Champion?" *Orton smiled then went to find Edge*

::Angle watches Edge on the monitor. He smirks::

"I can't leave this one untouched... thats true."

::Angle walks out to the ring, he gets into the ring and grabs a mic::

"Edge, look at yourself. You've gone from being the greatest RAW GM and Superstar, to being........... a whiny little b***h. You want to talk about your problems with Schnieder and Blaze. Lets look at another issue you seem to be having... how long has it been since you've WON a match, Edge? Hm... let me think... ages! Hell, you were even my first victory. Not that thats saying much considering you lack the talent you used to have... its all gone straight down with everything else you stood for. Edge, when I used to look into your face, when we were face to face in this ring for my debut match... I saw a respectful, high talent superstar across that ring from me. Now when I look at you Edge... I see... the lowest part of the totem pole... making himself out to be more then he really is."

::Angle pauses for a second, then smiles to the crowd::

"Edge, I'm the one who gets 'You Suck' chants out of the love my fans have for me... but... I think you should get them... simply because if anyone sucks around here... its you. However, I don't want you stealing my chant. So let me get a new one going for you... EDGE SUCKS... EDGE SUCKS... EDGE SUCKS... EDGE SUCKS..."

::The crowd begins this chant with Angle::

"Edge, its simple and to the point, you suck. For you lack the intensity, integrity, and intelligence to be anything in the WWF anymore... so I'm saying... if your giving up your GM position all I gotta say is... NA NA NA NA... NA NA NA NA... HEY HEY HEY... GOODBYE!!!"

::Angle drops the mic as the crowd sings the song to Edge in unison. He just smiles at his fans as his music hits again, he then leaves the ring, heading up the ramp, knowing that he could be in a fight, any moment::