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Just as soon as Riker's theme hit the PA the crowd erupted into a frenzy of boos and insults. Riker walked out from the back, the title hanging around his neck, still walking in that slouched position. Riker circled the ring and grabbed a mic, soon after he slid into the ring crawling to his feet. Riker looked around the crowd, his head titled as usual. His hair fell in front of his mask, obstructing his vision slightly. Johnathan then raised the mic his mouth. For a moment all that could be heard of a light breathing, soon enough Riker began to talk.

"PAUUULLLIIEEEEEEEE..." Riker called, starting to pace the ring. "Paul.. I know your probably sitting at home, watching me from the TV, putting me into the the sick fantasies that you think about in your head. And I knowing your history, your probably already plotting against me." Riker paused looking to the canvas, then picking his head back up to the crowd. "You need to know... I don't care." Riker stopped now scanning the crowd from behind his mask. Suddenly Riker snapped his head back around and began to talk again. "I also have on a good hunch your most likely still going over and over in your head what really started this.. To be honest Heyman.. It's as simply as you backing out." The crowd began to boo Riker for his arrogance, Riker just took a moment to take it in and continue. "So since Heyman want's to be so selfish, I will target and mutilate one superstar, male or female, each and everyweek until Heyman confronts me like a man. Starting tonight..." Riker paused from one moment. "I'm a man of my word.."

~Planned interruption.~

Riker stared at the Titantron, tilting his head in curiosity. After listening to what Paul had to say, Riker prepared himself for whatever Heymen had planned. He removed his belt and began to sway from left to right, clenching his fists tightly. Johnathan got in a crouching position, his teeth showing like animal and waited for whoever Paulie had sent.

Riker's attitude was not swayed by the return of promising talent, K.J. Newfoundland. He removed the title from around his neck and swung it onto his shoulder, raising the mic back to his mouth to speak.

"I just need to know one thing... Who in the hell are you?" Riker paused as if he was going to let K.J. answer his question but continued before he could even get a chance. "I'll tell you what, it doesn't even matter. Because I'm EEW's X-Treme Champion for a reason. Not because I hid until I was called in for a match. The only reason is cause nobody has had the balls to simply walk up to me and try to take my title away from me." Riker stopped and scanned the crowd, before turning his attention back on K.J. "You know what let me ask you something. Where the hell have you been? Did you leave cause you weren't getting the matches you think you deserve? Did you take your mother's titty out your mouth as soon as Heyman gave you a call saying that you would actually have a shot at my title?" Riker lowered the mic this time actually giving K.J. time to answer.

The second that boot connected with Riker's gut it was like a natural reaction. The crowd erupted into a frenzy as Johnathan went to sweep K.J.'s legs out from under him and went for a flurry of wild swings.

Riker tried to get his legs though K.J.'s legs trying to get his legs clamped around K.J.'s torso, just simply trying to smash Newfoundland's face into the canvas.

~Sorry I should of put a little more detail into that post. When Riker swept K.J.'s feet out from under him, he went for like a UFC-like sprawl. I'll edit it through.~

Riker's shin was smashed twice by the same elbow, causing him to bounce out of the sprawl stumbling on one foot, while holding his shin. Riker stumbled across the ring, falling into the ropes. Somewhat falling on his side Riker was quick to roll onto his a**, rubbing his shin in pain. Although Riker was down for long, knowing K.J. would get to his feet again, Riker charged on a now sore shin, going to start another brawl.

Riker dropped by the drop toe hold, but a natural instinct kicked in. Riker instantly scrambled to the ropes quickly sliding under the bottom rope and getting to his feet on the outside. Riker flipped his hair out his face and stared into the ring at K.J. His head tilted to the side with a shocked posture that K.J. was able to get the best of him.