Oh my poor, poor, delusional Jesse. Look at the brave front you've put up with your little analysis of me and the situation you are in. I truly feel like you believe all those words. You've come to the conclusion that the rules I added to the match were to "worm" my way into your head. As if I needed those for that. The truth is...

...I was already in it...

...the moment I decided I wanted to be. I took residence in your brain as soon as I took a blade and carved the truth into your locker room mirror. All your anaylis has led you to theorize you can extricate me from your life with something as simple as a wrestling match? To get you to this point you compared yourself with Alexis Cage.

Don't EVER do that.

You have no right to compare yourself to her. To belittle her in your mind. To place yourself above her. Sliming your way into her panties, and knocking her up, does not mean you know the first thing about her. These women, whose lives you've ruined, were never important enough to you that you could look past yourself to see who they were. The sad part of the fact that you can't see outside of yourself is you also seem unable to figure out who you are. You talk like you are so sure of your own identity, but I can feel the truth. You have no clue. Without knowing yourself how could you hope to know Alexis or I?

Alexis could have been somebody had she not had the horrible luck of crossing your path. She had all the advantages. The world was handed to her with a big bow on it. She had a family. She had a career. Gold was tossed at her feet. Her future was open and bright. She was a walking container of potential with the world near her grasp. She would have become STRONG. That was the woman you met...and had to destroy for your own selfish desires. Now that you know who she was maybe it's time you know who I am. Allow me to...

...enlighten you...

I'm what never should have been. The genetic outcome of two psychopaths that now freely walks a planet I wasn't born into. All I truly wanted was what Alexis had before your touch tainted her. Now because of you I have to rebuild her. I have to restore my reflection after you destroyed it. In order to do that I had to come for you Jesse.

I'm not like you. I don't do storylines to mask my personal life. I don't lie to build up pathetic opponents so that it looks like I'm beating stronger warriors than I am. I don't fake injuries to take personal time off from fighting. I come and go as I please. I fight for myself. I shed blood so that I may know a moment's peace. Everything I do is real. I didn't choose to have this match be by your own rules to get into your head Jesse. I did it to show you the truth...

I did it to crush you.

I didn't come for just your body and mind. I wanted the rules to be whatever you wanted because I want to see it when you become disheartened. I wanted it under your rules so that I could watch you erode from within as no matter what you choose to do I'm right there with you. No matter my disadvantage I still stand before you. I want to see true terror fill your eyes as you see the truth.

I want to feel your spirit die...

It's what Alexis needs. So go ahead. Tell me how sorry you are. Talk about wrestling. Believe a match will remove me from your life. Talk about mind games and strategy. Flash back to your regrettable past. Waste your time Jesse. Waste everyone's time. In the end none of it matters. I'm coming for you. I am truth. I am pain. I am devotion. Your existence matters to me now because...

I can see your face...

Part 2