MVP's music has just finished, signaling that he has made his way to the ring. I step up to the stage and wait behind the curtain. My music is on. I head down the ramp and ignore the constant boos and chants of disapproval. I focus on MVP who is staring me down.

The ref signals for the bell...match started. We enter into a grapple. My strength and momentum pushes MVP to the turnbuckle. The ref comes to detach us. I lift my hands and back away as MVP starts pummeling me. I block a punch...counterpunch...punch...counterpunch. I begin to get the upperhand. I irish whip MVP into the ropes. I hit MVP with a back elbow. MVP drops. Not 1 second later, I drop down with an elbow drop to the chest. I grab his arm and pull him to the turnbuckle. I climb to the top of the turnbuckle. I jump for a flying slow motion (hair flowing) leg drop. MISSED...argh. MVP slipped out of the way. We both climb to our feet and MVP lands a diving spear tackle on the back of my right knee. My leg gives and I fall back to the mat. MVP begins working on my knee. MVP tries to get me into a standing figure 4 leg lock. I kick him back to the ropes. I then hit him with a drop toe hold. I scissor-lock his arm with my legs and wrench my hands under his neck. Crippler Crossface? YES. Except, I call it the Clover Vise. MVP pulls himself towards the ropes. I continue to crank back so that MVP can almost look me eye to eye now. His neck has to be seconds away from snapping.

With one final pull, MVP makes it to the ropes. The ref threatens to DQ me if I do not let go. I stand to my feet and pick MVP up. I am holding his head when he begins hitting me in the torso. He then runs to the opposite ropes and hits me with a flying shoulder tackle. He takes off and bounces off the ropes again...skip...skip...BALLIN'...elbow drop! I feel a quick momentum change. MVP goes for the pin. 1...2... ah, I kicked out. He picks me up and quickly scoop slams me. He climbs to the top rope. He jumps for a splash.

I rolled out of the way as MVP thudded against the mat. I quickly relocked in my Clover Vise. MVP is now in the middle of the ring. Nowhere to go. He struggles for a few seconds. The crowd is on his side. My position now is great...unstoppable. I take a deep breath and heave with all I had. DING DING DING. MVP tapped out. 2-0 since my return.

I again quickly leave the ring and exit up the ramp. I have one last thing to do tonight. I will be ringside at Legacy's tag team match tonight, for educational purposes. I have no strings to no one, but I need to study my competition as I WILL be champion once again.