The crowd was loud as the action tonight was promising. But they would get louder as a very important figure of Backlash's end would come out.

Left Alone by Zero 9:36 would hit the PA system as the crowd would be cheering. Trent would emerge from the smoke that had compiled at the beginning of the stage. He wasn't booked for tonight and the last we saw of him was being shocked at his own actions by the end of the night.

The crowd and Trent himself hadn't seen that side for some time. He used to have a darker past in other promotions. Even carrying titles that came with the assumption that he would be willing to do things like he did. The crowd tonight did not care for those actions were not entirely new, plus they hated that Cartwright guy! He was one of the most detestable people in the business! Besides Vince Russo. Maybe Russomania will come out some fans thought, to avenge his bro!

Regardless of what the fans thought, Trent was going to break his silence tonight. He would enter the ring, retrieve a microphone, ask for his music to get cut, and await for the fans noise to die down.

"Thank you. Everyone."

Trent would say as he looked out to the crowd. Nodding his head as the fans would begin to cheer.

"Thank you, for sending me all the nice messages over social media. Thank you for believing in me. Thank you for understanding."

The crowd would continue to cheer. Trent would let them finish this time.

"As a lot of you know, Cartwright and I have a long history. Spanning multiple years of my career, even. Whether it was pre-butler, that whole thing, all the way up until this point. He has gotten off, especially since he came to power, on subjecting me to mental torture. Even to this point, after Backlash."

Trent paused for a moment.

"Despite everything I did, I felt terrible for a moment what I did to him. Watching him lie there motionless. It didn't make me feel any better. It brought me down lower, somehow. Lower than losing over and over. Lower than walking away from wins because it would get Cart off, lower than the Butler."

Trent would pace slightly as the crowd would throw some cheers and boos out there for both Trent and Cartwright.

"I snapped. I lost control. And in a way, that means he finally took everything from me at this point. But, I think Cartwright will be gone for awhile. I think, maybe at this point, I won't have to worry any longer. I can walk away, and better myself without having this pressure. And I came to that mindset, because of all of you guys. So thank you. I let you all down, but I am at rock bottom, and now the journey back to the top begins."

Trent would smile as he would seem to be finished. Relishing the moment where the crowd would cheer for him.