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The cameras would come back to life. The lights were set. Audio is good. The cameras now rolling as it showcases two men inside the ring. Two people who originally had such hatred for one and another. It is the person who claims to be the Original while the other is a man who had fallen to Cartwright years ago and has been known as a butler since then. It was a set of two opposites who had joined under certain circumstances. But what were those circumstances and why as soon as Trent had reappeared?

Both men would habe microphones in hand as they would receive a majpr downpour of jeers and groans from the crowd. It was obvious they were not welcomed here, but that never stopped either men before hand. The Original raised the microphone and began to speak.

"Last week, you saw two major forces meet. And now, we are what is hot. We are the talk of the town and received something we deserved all along. Recognition for our hard work. You see, despite past aggressions we had, we both habe suffered similar fates in regard we were cast in the shadow despite the wrestling prowess we have. Despite all past successes that lead to getting me so close to achieving gold and showcasing what I got. I was always blindsided with set backs which caused me to loae momentum."

Trent would point at the ramp.

"Janelle. Last week when we attacked you. It was not personal. It was us making an example out of you. The duo making their debut. For you ses, we are no longer waiting for an opportunity to come. We will seize opportunities, cultivate them for ourselves, and lay waste to people like you whenever we need to do so."

The serious side of the Original was brought out as he has finished what he needed to say. Giving a nod to the Butler.

Ask and you shall receive. What If hits the PA and purple lights flash just before Janelle dashes out onto the stage. She's gone back a bit, to her baggy pants and a hat turned to the back. The head female of the Damone family isn't pleased as she looks down to the ring and her music cuts out when she raises the mic to speak.

"So let me get this straight, two supposedly grown men felt great beating up a woman? Granted I'm not some damsel in distress, but you still look like two jackasses standing in the ring complaining about your lack of opportunities. Let's break this down a little. I was sitting at home, comfortable, basically retired. I've got nothing left to prove. But I get a phone call from the WWFG offices. Management has changed again, for something like the eighth time in this company's history, and Cartwright is at the helm. It's WrestleMania season, they want to know if I want to come in, get a lay of the land, and maybe work the big show. So I decide, why the hell not, I come in, and they tell me I'm booked against Trent."

Janelle pauses and looks down at the two.

"You know, I have no clue which of you is which even now, same as I did when they mentioned it. But I figured why not. I'm used to fighting guys. I came in, and I did what I do. I wrestled. And by the way, I was winning, you little pansy a** snowflake. But in the course of the match, at least, I had some respect for the Orignal Trent. It wasn't like a walk in the park. But then, this stupid little butler butts into my business and you two double team me. Then you have the audacity to stand out here and tell me it wasn't personal. You were making an example out of me?"

Janelle slowly begins to walk down the ramp.

"I know you're both somewhat new to this, but let me clue you in on something. I have been in the ring with bigger and badder than either of you. I've held championships around the world. I've dealt with shady management even here in this company. I've been beaten up before. If you were trying to make an example of me, you should have tried harder."

The fans cheer, interrupting her, and she stops about a quarter of the way down the ramp.

"But you know, As you can see, I changed up a little bit. Because for guys like you, the nicer smiling Janelle just won't cut it. See, what you did last week, it was personal. Because you jumped me. And that brings out the street mentality. It's like being on the South side of St Louis where my family grew up. You see, I come from the Show me State and Try Me City, and all you two have shown me is that you like to try my patience. So here's how this is going to go. In a few moments, I'm going to walk down this ramp, step into the ring, and proceed to beat your asses properly."

JR: Well, I guess Janelle didn't accept their explanation and it's time to fight.

King: No way is she going to get in that ring alone, JR.

The Damones are ready for the fight here, as Janelle is caught in the exchange with the original Trent. She looks to switch tactics and go low with a kick to the shin and then back high with a right to the jaw

Marcus is halted by an eye poke from the Butler, thankfully only one eye, but it pisses him off

Marcus feels a few shots to his back. The shock of the first one makes him stumble forward a step, but he expected them to hurt more. As more shots come, the big man straightens up and finally turns to glare at Butler Trent, then aims to clock him with a quick uppercut to the jaw

It seems Janelle wasn't beneath fighting dirty as the exchange turned inyo Trent's shin being caught with a hard kick and a jaw javking strike that caused Trent to drop to the mat and roll outaide alongside the Butler.

Both men seemed shaken but that is all. As the Original would throw comments out stating that this is not over and this is the Trent Show.