Payne arrives in Anaheim, days after his meeting with Chantell with a level of confidence and uncertainty. Seems he still after only signing the week of APW's first PPV had a chance to actually make his debut there instead of Full Throttle as he had intended.
So...all he had to do was pick a fight, and he'd be in the PPV? Rolling down the SoCal streets in his Torino Cobra, he could only think of one logical opponent. But was he in California? Word has it that the one named Starr had been fluxuating between one job and another...that plus the fact that his last APW didn't go to well, might discourage him for a bit, but it wasn't going to deter Jon Payne. He had a target, and he was gunning for that target, pure and simple. He pulls out his cellphone and starts dialing into a few numbers. Withing seconds, he's tapping into a phone database that grants him access to all kinds of info, but there's only one bit he needs.
The number of Starr kicks up and his phone screen..and soon a dial tone can be heard.
[glow=limegreen,4,300]The wonders of modern technology...[/glow]
His phone rings for a few seconds, the name showing up on the display. He smiles as he sees it. He was expecting this phone call for quite some time. He smiles as he answers the phone
Well now, hello Payne. I suppose your phoning because of the circumstances your under. No match for battlezone and you still want some sort of retribution for the beating you took once from me. I'm confident in the fact thats why you called. No worries though, I'll be on my flight in time to show up.
[glow=limegreen,4,300]You just read me like an open book, didn't you? Well...make sure that you bring that camera then, because I'll be bringing chairs, tables and anything not bolted to the freaking ground to kick your ass. You heard me, Brent. Not "Hardstyle"...HARDCORE.[/glow]
Payne pulls up to the Arrowhead Pond parking lot now, and heads to his trunk to bust out the duffle bag with his gear.
Hardcore? Alright, that sounds good to me. I'm not a fan of matches where the excuses can be pulled out of ones ass. "If only it wasn't for that chair" "If that table wasn't in the corner" or my favourite "If not for that camera shot". I'll play along though Jon. Perhaps this week I won't be robbed due to someone taking a short cut to get a win.
None the less Jon, I'm down for that. I respect you more now then I did back then, when we first collided. I somewhat feel if it wasn't for my own arrogance and my own plans of group dominance, that perhaps we could have worked side by side. I hear the Payne Syndicate was a BIG deal. I also heard our two groups shared a common goal of evolution for this industry.
[glow=limegreen,4,300]There are no excuses...if I win, I win, if I lose...so what? There's more battles to face than just this one. This here is all about finishing what was started in Las Vegas. The from there I will do what it is that do, and that's push this industry forward...
...and another thing Starr, the Payne Syndicate was never dead, becuase it was never a faction as you see it, or anyone else for that matter. I've done what I've done and gotten where it is I have because of my fans. That's the difference between guys like me and everyone else who talks out their asses like their the best damn thing to happen to wrestling since Instant Replay.[/glow]
At this point he's standing by his car as he continues to speak...
[glow=limegreen,4,300]I push things forward my friend...and at Battlezone I'm going to prove that by wrestling a match I may very well get my ass handed to me in. That's what this is all about, versatility. I'm not going to simply challenge anyone to singles or Cage matches or something that exploits my own skills...because I will do it ALL. I always have and always will.
That's evolution, buddy...it's not a catchphrase. For me...it's what I do for a living.[/glow]