Own up to git beat down (Cabal)

[kony]

***takes place during Clash Of the Titans***

The Second Coming plays on the PA, and Jayson Jones stesp out onto the stage. As he makes his way down to ringside, something seems different about him. His eyes seem more focused, driven, prepared. He slides into the ring and calls for a mic.

Let me give all you people a lil' history lesson here. It's the story of "The Titans". In Greek Mythology, The Titans were HUGE creatures who ruled over the earth for centuries. There rule was challenged when Zues, son of Kronos, banded his siblings to face his father and his allies. A battle that saw The Titans defeated. Tonight, I face a modern day Titan in Cabal Xavier. Is he big? Hell yea. Is he strong? Hell yea. Is he good? One of the best. But is he as good as ME? I don't think so. You see, people. It's one thing to walk the walk. It's another thing to talk the talk. But I'm one of the ONLY people breathin' that does BOTH.

There comes a time for talk, and there comes a time for action. I'm through talkin'. All these suckas in APW EVER do is talk. Tonight Xavier, it's time to put up, or SHUT UP. You see, you might have ya' reasons for wantin' to beat me. Tryin' to redeem ya'self in ya' lil' quest to get back to the top of the mountain. But for me, you're just another number. Another superstar on a VERY long list of suckas who's asses I kicked.

[ca]

"Sun Doesn't Rise" blasts over the pa system as Cabal comes out with a mic already in his hand. He marches down the ramp and climbs into the ring. He walks over to Jayson and stands about a foot away from him.

Indeed it is time to put up or shut up. And thus far, you have been unable to beat me. You couldn't get the job done, not in the 6 man tag, not in the ironman submission, not in the tag team. And you won't be able to get it done. I'm sure you've seen my little wager. What do you say? You put your "king of new york" title on the line and you pick a stipulation for me.[/b]

[kony]

Jay-J looks at Cabal as if he was speaking Russian. He raises his mic and responds.

Put up my title as king of New York? What are you stupid? You hittin' the hash again, aint'chu? My man, That's a title given ta' me by runnin' rough shot through ALL the major fight clubs in NYC. It ain't somethin' you give, it's somethin' you EARN. And I earned my respect on the street by beat the shit outta chumps like YOU. Chumps who think they shit don't stink. Chumps that think just cuz they ain't been put away, that they're unbeatable. Here's a newsflash for you, big man. EVERYONE is beatable. I oughta know, cuz I beat most of 'em. Whether it was down south, the midwest or NYC, they lined 'em up...I knocked 'em down. You...you're just another rock in the road. Another deer caught in the headlights. But want me cook up a lil' stipulation? Fine.

Jay-J pauses, his smirk shows the intent of his coming words.

I know you've got ya' lil group. I may not know just how many people you got backin' you aside from Nedermeyer and that chump Hitzane, but I know you runnin' deep nowadays. And You know for a FACT that I'm reppin' The Fam to the fullest. So here's my Stipulation. If I win...YOU face off against both me, AND Aries next month, in a Handicap Tag match. And if YOU win, I face you and Nedermeyer. So what's up, big mouth? You up for it or what?

[ca]

**I have not yet watched the match, so I do not know the outcome. I am downloading the match right now as we speak.**

We have a deal. Of course, I don't expect you to walk out of our match alive. I am going to beat you like you have never been beat before. I will knock you unconscious and I will prevail over you. I will stop at nothing to defeat you. Even if I have to choke you with my own hands. At Clash of the Titans, You, Jayson Jones, will face defeat at my hands.[/b]