The crowd hushes as Paul Wight sends Bryan to the ground below. He puts one foot on Bryan's chest and the ref counts.
1..2..3!
Boo's reign in as the fans recognize the similar sequence of events that happened backstage days before now. Paul Wight smirks as he nods to the fans while looking around the arena. He motions over to the bellboy to toss him a mic, to which the bellboy does. He stares at the motionless Daniel Bryan while seemingly speaking to him and the fans that peer on.
Paul Wight: "Days. Weeks. Months. No one has heard from me in a very long time because no one has deserved to hear from me in a very long time. Whether I injured myself or whether I was pushed down by management - that doesn't matter. What matters, is that I've had enough of it. Those shadows engulfed me and it's about damn time I break out of those shadows and get this face back to the top of the WCF. Two days ago I decided it was enough, and I needed to get known. What did I do? Well you all know - you all saw it! All you punks out there witnessed me chokeslam Bryan here though tables and chairs, and then go on to retire one of our newest reporters. I targeted the weakest, the smallest, and the superstars I could simply eat for a snack - just to prove my point. If my point is not clear, then I wouldn't mind tearing you limb from limb again next week Daniel, just so everyone here knows that when you cross paths with Paul Wight - you are entering a world of hurt."
The fans continue to boo as Paul scratches his chin and a lightbulb seems to appear above his head.
Paul Wight: "Speaking of Paul Wight, it's been far too long that I have stuck to my real name. It's about time I switch to something everyone knows me as, and something that strikes more fear into people's souls than my real name. It's time to get Big, and it's time to make WCF the biggest wrestling Show on the market. What it's time for - is the Big Show to mangle, destroy, and bloody - ANYBODY. Who get's in my way."
Big Show throws the mic at the grounded Bryan and exits the ring. He begins walking backwards up the ramp while some younger fans lean over the railing and try to touch his arms.
[Open to Daniel Bryan.]
