"Ladies and Gentleman, please welcome the NEW WWEU Heavyweight Champion, Mike Landry!"

A warped and new version of an old familier theme song began to play over the intercom, The is How a Heart Break (Break Your Heart Remix)

Don't you wanna go for a ride
Down to the other side
Feels so good you could cry
Now won't you do what I told you!

Mike Landry walked through the curtain and was met by the tremendous wave of boos that he has become reacustomed to over the past week. He wore his brand spankin' new WWEU Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder, while also sporting a shiney new black sport coat with white button up shirt underneath, plus a pair of nice blue jeans with black suede shoes.

I remember when you used to be shy
Hey once we were so fine you and I
Now why you gotta make it so hard on me?!
Yeah its hard on me!
And i'm sorry but its not a mistake
And i'm running but you're getting away!

Mike strolled confidently into the ring by walking up the stairs and sliding smoothly through the ropes, still riding high after his title win. And yet he was still carrying a chip on his shoulder against the fans. The thing that was making him smile is how much wearing the title was angering them. He told the ringside assistant to bring him a microphone over to him, and he waited for a lull in the boos before speaking.

"Looky looky who got a brand new title?" He said arrogantly, only prompting even more uproarous boos.

"Yeah yeah you can boo me all you want but in the end, you can take away someone's children, you can take away a world record, hell you can even take away the white house with an ignorant opinion, but the one thing your ignorance can't take away is my Heavyweight Championship!"

He held up his belt proudly as the fans shouted angrily at him, but that wasn't the end of it, he had more on his mind.

"You know this is all your people's fault anyway! I don't even understand why you people hate me so much to begin with! All I did in my career is to entertain you fans, I sacrificed my body, and I sacrificed a lot of good business deals because I didn't want you people to turn against me! I interacted with you! I beleived in you! And when I lost my match at WrestleVasion against Jed, all of you praised him and awarded him for that accomplishment, and I was left in the dust!"

Mike took a moment to collect his thoughts and calm down for a moment before speaking again.

"You know, Shawn Michaels recently came back to wrestling by becoming a member of Thursday Night New School Wrestling. I don't care what you people say, I should be the new Heart Break Kid, because you so called 'fans' broke my heart when you turned on me! So now, for as long as I can wrestle, i'm going to collectively break all of your hearts! I started with Venom last night when I nailed him with The Heartbreaker and won this championship, and i'm going to continue every single night until I can see that every single one of you are as heartbroken as me! And there isn't a damn thing that you can do about it!"


After Mike was done saying his piece Venom walked out to the top of the ramp to no music the crowd getting riled up when they noticed him coming out. Even though he had lost the match last night he still had a smile on his face as he walked down the ramp. He walked around the ring picking up a mic for himself before finally climbing into the ring staring at Mic across the way from him. He then tucked the mic under his arms and began to clap slowly for Mike.

Mike glarred at Venom, annoyed at his patronizing body language. He wasn't going to wait to find out what this was about.

"I'm going to make this short and sweet Venom and I expect you to do the same, what the hell are you doing out here? I beat you. Decisively. So what could you possibly want?"

Venom let out a laugh when the words "decisively" came out of Mike's mouth. "Now now I'm not denying that you beat me Mike, and I was genuinely congratulating you but you had to go and get all hostile on me. But anyway back on topic I'm not sure what match you were participating in because I had you beat. I know it, the fans know it, and more importantly you know it." His words got a roar of approval from the fans at which point he walked over to the turnbuckle and leaned back in it looking Mike over. "It only takes three seconds Mike, we both know that and you got lucky. So here you are looking to the future already, when our business is far from over Mr. Landry."

"But I've been in this game a number of years and in that time I have never been one to come out and demand things preferring to earn things based on my own merit. So I offer you a proposition, Mike. We have a tag match coming up against each other so heres the deal when me and Ashley beat you......." Venom then walked over to Mike looking him dead in the eye. "And believe me, Mike, we're going to beat you. You then give me a chance to even up the score with that shiny belt on the line of course. So Mike what do you think?"

Mike looked at Venom as if he was speaking a different language, "You must be dreaming! Venom! How can you not see the multiple flaws in your logic here? If I accept this, and by some miracle you defeat me, hell if you defeat my tag team partner, you get a title shot that you do not deserve. But what if I win? What's in it for me? I'll tell you what is in it for me, if I win, then you never get a shot at this gold ever again as long as I am champion. That's the deal, take it or leave it."

Mike smirked, confident that Venom wouldn't risk losing his chances at the title and would back away.

Venom smirked. "Well I thought that part of the deal was implied. So if I lose I'm out of your hair and since it seems we have an understanding. I believe I have a match to go get ready for." With that Venom dropped his mic and got out of the ring it wasn't like he had much else to say. He had already gotten what he came out here looking for so now all that was left was to make sure he won his match. He headed backstage eyeing Mike the whole way up smiling.