((The West Coast, and that's normal, and that's how it should be. Only we're a little more north then he likes and a little more suburban then he ever thought he'd be. The night he'd made his decision to return to the ring they'd had a tyrannical fight that carried over for the next two-weeks. He and the couch had become good friends in that time... best of buddies.))

((It's been three-weeks now and she still isn't happy, but she'll support him because that's what a couple does. They support each other in extreme times of stupidity, and for Kyle M. Lee it didn't get much more extreme then this. Fore every time he stepped back and asked himself the question, '"Why?" the response he received was a deafening roar of silence. No matter which way he looked at it, or how he turned and bent the situation... it didn't make sense.))

((He'd used Bryce when the situation suited him. Used him and then discarded him like a soiled condom. Kyle even considered the way in which they "separated" to be amicable on both sides. No sneak attacks, no harsh words, just a sudden absence of each others presence, but Nightstryker had taken this "betrayal" to heart. A betrayal that had fueled his rage and soon set him on a path of vengence.))

((Kyle, didn't get it, and so Kyle didn't think he cared, but then why was he here?))

November: So I hear the NGW is dying... or it's already dead... or...

((He trails off shaking his head slightly as he does so and letting out a deep sigh.))

So who the hell cares right?

(("At Such Great Heights"))

I'm here for exactly one reason, one show, one match and then I'm taking my ball and going home. Well a little north of home actually, but home nonetheless. Not that anyone's looking at me to do anymore then that, but I have a feeling a few individuals out there are looking for a savior. Someone to lead the NGW down a golden path of something or other. But that guy isn't me. Not for this place anyway... not for Darren Ridel. I have issues with him, but for now what he can offer me serves my purposes and vise versa.

Nope, if you want a savior, a leader you'll have to look inward...

((He pauses then, drops his face and puts a hand to his forehead and laughs to himself...))

Right... my bad. I'd forgotten the NGW doesn't deal in leaders. NOT A ONE. Just a bunch of followers and some folks who pretend to be leaders but then jump ship at the first sign of trouble. Bunch of fucking fickle people around here who lack imagination and creativity. And they can't understand why everything they touch falls apart?

Hey... here's an idea kids, and this one comes to you courtesy of WCIWA 1997. Sometimes when nothing's going on... you've got to stir the pot. Yeah, it's much more then just a catch phrase it's actually sage advice. Because no matter where you run to things will never stay exciting. The newness fades and you're left holding a lump of coal. You throw the lump away and move on because, well like I said before, you lack imagination. While others, me, we hold on to that lump of coal, and yeah after time you end up with something shiny.

I like shiny things... especially titles, but again that's not why I'm here and neither was that rant.

I apologize.

You're all great.

Your failures must just be fluke after fluke. Carry on kids.

((Refocus on what's important, but he still doesn't understand why its important. He still wants to know why he's here.))

So Bryce... times tick, tick, ticking buddy, and your brother and I were tired of the waiting game as of yesterday. You want this match then you make it happen. If the sport is now too tough for you... then at least be a man and decline my invitation verbally. Hell you know what? I don't even need that. Just send my agent a God damn e-mail and we can be done with this.

Because one way or another I owe Ridel a match, and if you're not going to accept then I'll have to give someone else their moment in the sun. And right now I'm looking in Draco's direction because so far he's proven to be the most interesting thing, aside from myself, happening in the NGW at this moment.

Yeah, I think we'll call this one done because it's not the size of the interview... it's what you do with it.

((black))