Sunday Night Heat 4-14-2024

The bell rings and Killswitch would merely stand there for the moment, towering over Marko Stunt and just staring right at him, it was no secret that the favoured son of the family had just suffered a defeat and Marko Stunt was looking to strike while he could to make it another upset victory here for the little guy, but as Marko Stunt would rush forward, the hopes and dreams that he had for himself, well they lasted all of nothing more than a handful of seconds, as he would rush right towards Killswitch, and he was greeted with a big boot, right to his face, with Marko Stunt hitting it full on, flipping and turning inside out and crashing to the ground as well, as Killswitch leans down and would grab Marko Stunt up, holding him in place before he would just lift him up with ease, and chokeslam him right down onto the mat below, almost breaking Marko Stunt right in half like he was nothing at all, as he would make the cover.

ONE! TWO!! THREE!!


Killswitch would move as he would rise to his feet. There was a small smirk on his face as he watched as Marko Stunt would roll out of the ring. The music would continue to play as his hand was raised in the air. Victory, it tasted sweet and he was now getting used to it, but the smile he had on his face only remained there for a moment and nothing more. For all the success he has had, he cannot shake the annoying pest that is the man that defeated the son of the family.



As Christian Cage would be at ringside, rolling into it and smirking, slapping Killswitch on the back before taking a microphone. Charlie was a constant thorn in his side and even with this victory over the weakling, he knew he would get nothing from it in the long run, for as long as Charlie was here in WWE - as long as this problem remained a problem, he was not going to have the success that he was destined to have.

“Charlie - I want you to take a good hard long look at this. I want you to really sit there and have a look at what we have just done to this man, because this right here, this was nothing compared to what I am going to do to you. You see Charlie - I know your game. You have come to WWE to make a name for yourself and the truth of the matter is that you are just not that good enough to make it on your own. Your just - average and nothing more and so you did what anyone with half a sense would have done. You tried to make your name off of someone else. You think you are ready to take on someone such as myself. Everywhere I go you are right there, trying to take everything I have built for myself. You are trying to take what is mine and that - that will not stand. Charlie this has to end, this has to come to an end and sooner rather than later. You want to make a name for yourself, you want to be a someone here and not a no one? I can get with that, but you are not going to do it by driving my name and career into the dirt. You want me Charlie - then step up, be a man and stop attacking my family like a little coward. This is not TNA, this is not NWA, this is not AEW - this is not some poor federation out there that let’s things slide. You want me, then step into the ring and settle this once and for all. I have been beating everyone that has got in my way - all except for you Charlie and I want this to be your lesson, I want you to be another failure. You want to be the best, you want to have a career here that is worth something? You will not have any of it until you best me. So come on Charlie - you know where to find me, you know what we need to do, I will give you some time to think it over. Afterall having your last match in the business is a whole lot to consider. Just don’t keep me waiting.”

The microphone was tossed to the ground as he would drop down and roll out of the ring. His message had been sent loud and clear, he wanted this to be over and done with and the only way to end such a thing - was within the wrestling ring, were it all starts and it all ends.