((Back in Chicago, Illinois...))

((The elation he'd felt after his match this past Tuesday didn't last long as soon after, during the flight back, he found himself in a conversation he didn't want to have. There was screaming and things he now regrets saying. Life really hadn't worked out for him as he had planned. And life with her had collapsed in upon itself and now smothered him with regret and doubt.))

((Huddled beneath a thigh length leather jacket he sat upon Bryce Knight's front steps as dusk approached. Sure he had a match with Bryce as his partner at NoA 6, but he and Knight had talked about that at length and would probably continue to do so until the 26th. However this was something else, something different, and he didn't want Bryce involved with this... he didn't need to be. That Bryce didn't believe in making an appearance on IWL television without the proper monetary incentive.))

((So, alone, he took a deep breath, cleared his mind and spoke to those who would listen and even those who were forced to listen. And oh yeah he'd sat on his aviators on the plane ride over...))

November: You're absolutely right Deuce... you shouldn't care about my history, or his history, or their history OR what they did back in '99 because of what she said back in '97. None of that should matter to you because you weren't there and it's never going to effect you.

Period.

However, you should start caring about this Communities history because it IS starting to effect you... or one could say, you're starting to effect it. Because on the 16th you're in a match to win a shot at the AOWF Television Title.

Sadly that doesn't mean anything to you because you don't understand its significance... because you don't care enough to open your eyes and realize you're part of something bigger then then the IWL.

((A strong gust of wind kicks up stirring leaves and blowing them across the driveway. For a moment Kyle watches them crackle and roll by and then refocuses on the camera he set a few yards away from him.))

My match against Kelser on the 16th isn't about that IWL US Championship. It's about that AOWF Intercontinental Title. it's about elevating my name in this Community. It's about the first step towards silencing my critics. Again you shouldn't care about me or my worries, but you should worry about yourself and realize how much better things could get for you if you opened your eyes and looked past yourself... past the IWL.

This isn't all there is. And this isn't all I want.

((He pulls his jacket tighter around his body as the first few sprinkles of a cold drizzle start to hit him.))

This isn't even anywhere close to all I want, but it'll do for right now.

((He looks up to the sky for a moment, looks down to his camera, and sighs. The screen blanks out for an instant and when it comes back we're beneath a covered patio with Kyle Lee sitting comfortably across from us. In the background we hear the familiar tickle of rain upon the roof.))

So I listened to everything that Aarya had to say. I listened carefully and with an open mind because after all he has days and days and weeks of wisdom at his disposal. I listened to him say that after studying hours upon hours of video footage of Matthew Lee, Misery, it was if he knew the man intimately. Which is great.

Only, a hundred travel books aren't worth one good trip... or you know something clichéd like that.

Point being you didn't know the man. Didn't even shake his hand, and while it might feel like you were there "preparing his transcripts"... you weren't. You also can't understand the kind of loss we felt that day in November, because you weren't there. You also can't understand the gut wrenching pain we all felt when he left us in August, because you weren't there. You also don't have the first clue about who he was away from the ring... because you never met him.

I am a tribute to that man that I did know and do respect. He was our patriarch and we all rallied around and behind him. Especially in his greatest time of need. I am not The Charm. I am not Kid Misery. I am not a Circle. I am a tribute to him and everything he ever did for my family.

I am the Fatal Charm.

And I will dedicate each and everyday to proving that point. Not to you... not to them, but to the people who really matter. The people out there watching and judging us every second of every day. You and I don't dictate our importance to the world, this community, or this federation... they do. They can embrace me as The Fatal Charm or they can cast me away as a failure, but they'll make that decision. Not you. Not ever.

((He slowly pushes himself up and out of his seat and now looks down to the camera, the top of his head out of frame.))

Because the truth is I can never duplicate what he was all about because my wife wasn't killed by a homicidal maniac. I can't dedicate years of my life to ending the man that ended her. Because I was not allowed to love that deeply.  So now all I can do is pay tribute to him. To keep his name alive. To make sure he's remembered as the spark that gave birth to all of this. Because there is no us without him.

You say I'm doing a horrible job of honoring him? I say, at least I'm trying. At least I'm making it about him and not ME. So I step on a few toes and hurt a few feelings. I thought they understood. I thought they got it. I thought we could coexist together and they could be them and I could be me, but that can't be and never will be. So now they'll try to destroy me and I'll destroy them, and he'll tell you how innovative and great he is, and I'll remind everyone that it started with Matthew Lee.

The Fatal Charm.

((He crouches down until he's eye level with the camera again.))

To tell you the truth I can't wait until the 26th. Sure it's a dangerous thing to look that far ahead when I already have so much on my plate, but I can't wait.

It's a start, it's about how the end begins for him, and how far I still have to go to reach mine. This is about the continuation of something they want dead. About paying tribute to something that should never die.

I'll be in Arizona this Friday putting in an appearance on their show, a brief layover in the Grand Canyon State before I move on to capture the AOWF Intercontinental Title from a man too lost in his own drama to even register what's going on around him. A brief layover and a face to face meeting with Jeffery Drake where we'll both have a chance to draw some lines in the dirt and clarify our perspectives on the situation.

But all he really needs to know is that I'm just getting warmed up.

I hope you get that message.

((He remains eye level with the camera but drops his face down for a moment. Sighing heavily. The rain continues to tink upon the roof overhead and the window blows raising goose bumps on his exposed flesh. Finally he looks back up to us.))

I'd say something to you Kelser, but you wouldn't hear it. You're more wrapped up in the 26th then I'll ever be. Of course when you lose that'll be your excuse, and that's okay because I don't care about excuses. I will tip my hat to you though and thank you for giving me this opportunity.

I'll make sure you come to regret it.

'night.

((Fade.))