Moving forward... (AGGRESSION)

~The camera cuts backstage, where Pitbull is standing by in his wrestling gear with Marc Ellis. He has his head down, looking at his own waist~
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Marc Ellis: "Pitbull, tonight your facing Morbid Distruction. With the way you've been going out and just destroying your competition, anything you'd like to say to Morbid?"
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~Pitbull looks up, a dark and cold look in his eye~
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Pitbull: "Ever since the Blood Family bonded, when Cryl told the world that he was Playboy's brother, we've been missing something. That moment, XFE lost it's monster. Now, he's just a guy in a bodysuit following Playboy and Seraphim around like a little puppy dog. Cryl is nothing more than the Blood Family's b****."
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~Pitbull looks to his side to Marc, who seems scared for his life off the Blood Family showing up~
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Pitbull: "See, these days, seeing Cryl come out doesn't scare anybody anymore. Hell, they got slapped across the face like punks. He.... doesn't scare anyone anymore. But now, there's a new monster. The monster that these people in the back created. They knew what I could do, they knew I what I was capable off.... But they thought I was the nice guy who would always turn the other cheek, so they kept disrespecting me... They spat in my face."
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~Pitbull looks back at the camera~
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Pitbull: "This monster isn't the one hiding under your bed. I won't appear and disappear in a blink of an eye. I don't have any supernatural abilities, but in the end you will learn to fear me. Not because I can cause lighting and flames but because you know.... You know, that if I so choose, I can rip your throat out and feed it to you."
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~An eerie smile creeps on Pitbull's face~
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Pitbull: "Morbid. Your in my way. And I haven't got the time today. It's best you walk away and live to fight another day."
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~Pitbull walks off as the camera cuts back to ringside~
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