Step to Me.

FM Young now sits in the center of a spotlight so the camera picks up her shadowed form sitting on a set of ring ropes in a darkened warehouse. She lifts her head up, fist beating a steady tattoo of a rhythm onto the front plate of the Iron Championship. She takes a slow breath and looks straight at the camera face surprisingly soft and open. There's a sing-song in words as she speaks, a hum of a full-throated jazzy note in that husky voice.

"I thought that love was on the stage, you give yourself to strangers. You don't have to be afraid and then it tries to find a home with people, oh, and I'm alone. Picking it apart."

A small smile as she sits up straighter, revealing another title belt across her waist, the words obscured by the shadows.

"I closed an old wound a few days ago, finally some absolution for a troubled soul. Though it seems like every time the scar fades, a new itch starts in my skin. It's because I take every set back, every loss, every failing company, as a personal failure. Even victories haunt me in a way, I'm always pouring over things. I always go back and ask myself what I could have done better, how I could have ended it quicker, how I can pick things apart. I'm here to close another wound, one much rawer this time. This warehouse isn't the Sanctum. I went to check it out though. I had to see it for myself, make sure that was happening. Even the outside of the place is alive, it's like the Agrocraig meets American Gladiators. This place is just a Na Fianna training ground."

FM stands up enough to bounce her feet off the apron, backflipping into the ring and spreading her arms as she lands.

"Three days, and I'll be standing in the middle of that ring as the Elysium World Champion, SHIDO's status Qoa was built on a foundation of doing nothing, I am the Tyrant ruler of Elysium. I am the biggest predator to face. I fought hard and held down my title...A title that you scoff as being the third tier, but I know I made it more. Damn sure nobody forgot who I was, when SHIDO bothered to show up, the audience was confused. Our Child God tells us that he's grown up now, no more hair dye, no more lanky build. He's bulked up and that's good, I'm still not afraid, he's cunning and vicious. So am I, and I've had time to hone my edge and I was proving it right here. I'm going to rip his throat out the first chance I get. You were a God, then you lost to Holland and you pretend that didn't happen. You're girlfriend provided you opportune timing to win the belt the second time and now you're a God again. I don't have to make you bleed, I've seen it, I'm a Barbarian, my gods are warriors and they can die. It's time to murder a godling."

Young faces the camera again, now standing in the ring her image IS clearer, and she brings her arms up in curl showing off all the new more chiseled muscle. As if to say 'I've put on weight too.'

"Alyssa Danials, cuteness is a bitch, isn't it? Everyone thinks you're the puppy of the group. They see that spark and endless enthusiasm and think, what threat can she be? I'm going to enjoy grinding that down in you, well...I'm not. But I'm going too, it won't be easy, because me? Oh, honey, I know you'll fight. I'm counting on it. Then there are the puppies, who will likely try to chase Daniels into a corner. Our Tag Team Champions by default, because we didn't have many others. More mutts, thinking their wolves, but I'm a Tiger and dogs don't scare me, boys."

"Talia Areano, I remember when she was calling herself Ursala. She's a wild card to Elysium, but I've seen her, we've never clashed but I've watched and studied. We've been in the same companies, I've trained Casey to deal with her. That's gotta sting doesn't it Talia? The Predator you're facing trained the biggest pain in your ass. We're going to be electric and I'm out to hurt, you're out to prove something. I'm out to conquer. None of you will be left standing when I'm done. You're Lucha Style, v.s. my Grappling, my power, my endurance."

"My Ex-Wife is someone who wants this too, Azurine. She's going to try and goddess knows...She's stubborn, but it's another scenario where I trained her. All our marriage, I hid my edge, playing the proper romantic husband. To this day, she's wanted a fight, and admittedly I've begged off. She's no idea how ruthless I've been under my skin, how willing I am to hurt even her to accomplish my goals. She'll know Monday. Then there's good old Samantha and true, she's toned a bit. She has an identity now, in a Motorcycle club, but it's an identity. She's still missing the point, I have no doubt she wants to get to her old master. I'm going to hate to break it to her, she won't. She won't get through me, the third time still isn't her charm."

"Elysium has always been my hallowed grounds. All of you like to pretend that's not true, but it's the pure fact of my record. It's time that World Championship actually meant something, and I'm going to make it mean something. Elysium's first Double Champion, for a time. Now I must serve the World Championship, bring it actual glory. I welcome the fight of each and every one of you because I want my victory to mean something, not ring hollow like the godlet who did almost nothing and still continues to crow. See you all Monday."

FM waves as the camera fades out.