"ALL EYES ON ME NORTH AMERICA"
out of character: I think this turned out alright and hopefully you all thought so as well.

Two months... two months was all it took for a man named Troy Devereaux to rise to the top of the food chain in the IWC. Failing in the tournament at first but taking a break to come back refreshed and soar to new heights was all that he needed. In this time he managed to earn the right to wear his name proud. He bought in his BFFL (Best Friend For Life) and he managed to capture the Overdrive Championship. He rose to fame quick here just like he did in his WCW days when it resurfaced. Now it was time to change it up. Troy had a choice as to whether he would wait to fight for the championship another day or cash in his opportunity to fight for the North American Championship. Everyone awaited his answer which he never really gave, but that didn't seem to matter anyways. Everyone automatically pushed this match as the main event for the upcoming pay per view, Assault and no matter what Troy wanted to do... he was now in it to win it.

.PREPARATION location: gym
The workout process for a championship was a grueling one and Troy always made sure that he put in the most work that he needed to hang with the current champion or become a first ever champion. In this case he had to make sure he could hang in the ring with Nora Blade who became the North American Champion at the last pay per view. Being the first ever is a great accomplishment but that doesn't mean you're great at what you do, nor does that mean you're the best. Being a champion means you're just the best at that time until someone else comes around that shows you up and takes what you 'rightfully' earned away from you. Stealing championships or taking spotlights it was all the same to Troy. To him it all; like himself as well had a certain Je ne sais quoi. Troy was one of a kind regardless of what anyone else thought or who they thought he ripped off... no one on this Earth is completely original. FACT. Originality in some cases were dead but yet there was the constant battle to be different. Nora was for sure different. She was a different kind of champion, she is a different kind of person but the one thing that she was at the moment was absent. Tsk... tsk... Troy needed to change that and change that he would. He will do that by making himself a promise to do what he could to become the new champion no matter what or to what extent. During hardcore workouts you tend to use the brain to think about a lot of things. Pumping iron, doing some cardio, and some strength training helped with the mental game and physical game for the big match. It also helped one stay in the zone and that meant all surroundings were blocked out.

alexandra kelly "Troy." She softly spoke. "Troy??"

Alexandra violently jerked the earphones from Troy's ears and stared down at him wanting his attention. She was not one to be ignored. She had the patience unlike Troy but she wanted more of the attention than himself. Hard to believe right? It was possible though and that's why they always remained such good friends. They meshed so well. Being that she interrupted his workout she knew he wouldn't get angry, because it's what she did. He glanced over at Alex as she cocked her head over to the side with a smile.

troy devereaux  "Can I help you lady? You know I have a huge match to prepare for. Whatever it is that you want you can wait. And shouldn't you be getting ready for Camille yourself?"

alexandra kelly "Aww toots. Are you worried about me? There is no need to. Besides it's not my problem you need the extra preparation."

troy devereaux "Well aren't you just as sweet as candy. FYI I don't need the extra preparation at all. I just have to make sure that I am always looking top notch for the camera. It loves me and so do you. Soon the entire world will love me with the North American Championship. I can see it now so my sweet little lollipop you might want to put your sunglasses on because my future is so bright you're going to need those shades so you don't get blinded by my bright spotlight."

alexandra kelly "Wow. Just wow. Corny much? You can keep your nineteen-ninety lines and get your ass in gear so we can go. Our people are waiting to hear what we have to say."

troy devereaux "There is no need to rush. They wait on me, it's not the other way around. Everyone is on my time, so if you don't mind...."

With a huge smug on his face and his body language spilling signs of annoyance, Troy walks over to the radio where his iPod is plugged in and he shuffles through his playlist. Taking a deep breath in exhaling really hard from the constant scrolling he was doing he finally came across the song that he wanted to hear. Bingo! A little bit of hip hop or rap or whatever you want to call it. One of his favorite artist began to rattle from the speakers. T.I. was the feature of this workout and of course there was nothing wrong with rapping or singing along with one of your favorite songs. This song was one of those in the moment songs that actually had a little bit of meaning behind it. It was spot on with Troy's situation at the moment. It was why he loved it. Of course Alexandra had no problems with it because she loved to watch Troy put in work and she was just happy to be there with him to see him be on top of the pyramid he began to climb and possibly help create. But as the lyrics said, "If it ain't about the money, don't be blowin' me up, ***** I ain't getting up. If it ain't about the money, ain't no use in ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time. If it ain't about the money, Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit. If it ain't about the money, bitch you can miss me with it... bitch ***** miss me with it. Turn Up!"------ Silence. The radio was off.

troy devereaux "The hell?" Alexandra had her back against the wall with one leg propped up on it, her head still had that slight cock to the side as she twirled the power cord to the radio in hand around in a perfect circle. "Alright. Alright. I get it. Damn let's go. Just future advice though. If you ever cut off T.I. again we will no longer be best friends. You know how I feel about that."

alexandra kelly "Whatever. You should go be with him then and make him your new BFF. I just want us to go ahead and get this out of the way so we can get back to relaxation please. Plus, after the way Nora reacted at the press conference she needs to hear what you have to say."

troy devereaux "Blah. Nora... please whatever. She act any kind of way that she wants. She phases me none with the over cocky attitude. I was just wanting to have a straight down the line match and be on a somewhat friendly basis with her. If she wants to throw all of that out of the window then fine by me. This championship match means glory and means I am the top dog and the one with my name in spotlight permanently. Like the song says my friend, if it ain't about the money... then I wouldn't be in this profession... well for that and the recognition and even the most important part. I love this."

Alexandra latches on to Troy's arm and gives him a smile leaning her head against sweaty body as he leans over slightly to kiss the top of her forehead before guiding them both out to the car.

.YOU WANT ME, YOU GOT ME! location: in the presence of Flinty
And it was a little bit later where the best friends arrived to the building with cameras flashing and plenty of photo ops and one very irritated interview awaiting their arrival. He clearly hated talking to Troy. Was it because Troy made him feel like a very small man child and wanted him to bow to his manly existence.. something that Flint lacked? It was not sure at this moment as to why he hated him but does it matter? Not one damn bit. Troy spots the man of the hour as he slowly walks over to him, head held high, smirk on his face as if he is God's greatest gift to the world with a lovely lady by his side and he smacks Flint on the back maybe a tad bit too hard, which you could tell from the grunt Flint let out slightly.

troy devereaux "How you doing twat rag?" Flint disgusted by Troy glares. You can feel the hatred. "Let me guess.. you're happy that I'm here because it's glowing right from your face. I can even smell it on you. I can even smell the celebration you are going to throw me when I win the North American Championship come Sunday at Assault. Just so you know I love marble cake. It's the best cake ever invented right? Matter of fact you better make it strawberry something different, like myself. Different in the way that if...no no no... when, I defeat that Nora Blade individual for her championship at Assault that I will be the most worth champion ever in the IWC. Meaning anyone after me and as well as other champions before and after me will have no integrity to match mine. It's a reason I was placed in this match Flinty. The boss man has seen something in me that he has not seen in anyone else in a long time. He can tell that I am the kind of guy that puts forth all effort into whatever it is that I do. I mean come on now, who else would go out of their way to tweet you a live date that was going on? Only me and that's dedication and hard work on its own."

flint harris "That was a joke. The North American Championship match is serious business. This match is going to have nothing to do with tweeting this is a fight for the top prize of the company and it seems you're taking this as a joke."

troy devereaux "Me? Joke? Not the slightest bit. The only joke is yourself and the absentee champion, Nora Blade. This match is not a joke to me. If you want me to make a mockery of this championship match then I can. I can go in there and take everything lightly with a grain of salt and tweet during the entire match while getting my ass handed to me not giving a damn. THAT Flint would be taking this as a joke. This is a world where you only get one shot and my chance to take that shot is now. Regardless of whether I gave an answer or not to wanting this match it was going to be taken anyways. This Overdrive Championship sitting comfortably on my shoulder right now is just a step up of the next part that's to come." Troy cuts his eyes down to his championship, smirking and puckering his lips with a slight smirk "This was meant to be used as a plan B or a cash in opportunity. This opportunity is mine, because it is my time. It is my time to rid this company of a champion who only thinks it's fit to come around on her time and does what she wants. We don't need a halftime champion in this place. You need someone who is willing to bust ass twenty-four seven and three sixty-five and newsflash Flint that man is ME! In my ways of life and from what I learned half ass people get half ass credit and get half ass pay if you ask me, but that's not my business. My business right now is to shut up the critics like you and the new talent we required that take me lightly as a joke and show you that this is me. This is what I do and what I love and not a damn person on this planet is going to take that from me. You may see that hilarious side of me and all the funny tweets and me playing it cool but this is business now."

flint harris "I must say this is a different side of you I've never seen before. Are the comments from Nora at the press conference laying heavy on your heart or is it words that your friend's opponent has said about you?"

troy devereaux "Seriously? Let me go ahead and get this out of the way now? You think I give a damn what that used cunt rag had to say about me? Nah, not one bit. She can have her little man candy to herself with his head up her ass if she wants to. It was a simple welcome message and we had a common idiot enemy in Jordan Jones. She is reading too much into it and flattering herself a little too much, she needs to get the hell over herself and worry more about Alexandra than what I'm doing with my social media and what I call myself these days which I never said I was the king of the media. Strike three for not paying attention, but onto something that actually matters.... Nora and her comments from the press conference. She only lashed out at me for being myself. She couldn't wait for me to show my true colors.  They were shown right there. There was nothing fake about me there. Where does that get you. I keep it one hundred at all times and have no need to change. The only thing I want to change is that championship that she is holding that I want as mine. Nora thinks she has me figured out but she has me all wrong. Not only will I kill her pride but I will be the one everyone talk about more so than her as a real champion. Since she hasn't been around she might as well do the one thing she thinks I want her to do and lay down and just hand it over. She can't call herself a fighting champion, she can't throw my name down in the dirt. She has no right to even think she can come back out of nowhere and talk that talk like she does. You have to do more than that. You have to do more than talk the talk... the walk has to be there too. Or in my case the stride or the swagger. All I'm saying is that Nora from what I'm told at one time used to be able to back up what she says but now she seems to be a walk in the park. I call it like I see it as well. She's given me nothing to show why she is the champion. She's done nothing and I'm here to end that and keep that nothing permanently for her spot."

flint harris "Do you feel you could be the one to stop Nora's reign? You do know she's not a weak competitor right?"

troy devereaux "Not once did I say she would be easy to defeat. I just mentioned she should lay down and just hand it over since those words came out of her mouth for what she thinks I want her to do it. She had a hard fought victory over Nikki at Path to Glory but that was then and this is now. I've watched her over and over again over that time that I wasn't around to get myself together and to get my head in the game and look where it has gotten me Flint. It's gotten me right in the main event spot. I started my time off again right in the main even with the Fatal four way leading up to a championship victory and now another championship opportunity. I respect Nora for her ability in the ring and that's as far as I'm taking it. That's as far as the line goes for me. If she wants to give me a run for my money like I will her then I will want nothing more than that. That is what I want Flint. I want the fight of my life I want her to make me work for the championship. Since it's what we all strive for in this industry just to be on top it shouldn't be handed over without a fight. A true champion knows all ins and outs of a match and you know why they do? Of course you don't. It's because they know how to destroy their opponent mentally and physically. It's all a bit of a test. You manipulate your opponents mind Flint and you give them no hope for living. You make them think they are going to see the light at the end of the tunnel until you block the entrance off and put them back into their own misery. Nora may think she can do that to me but you have to remember I'm a champion as well and I know how to play the game just as well. This is going to be a battle Flint and only one of us will walk out on top. If it happens to be her then my hat goes off to her and I will shake her hand in the middle of that ring regardless win or lose, but I don't plan on going into this match as a loser. I'm cashing in this Overdrive Championship and I will walk out your new North American Champion."

flint harris "Just saying that if you do win Troy which may or may not be possible, what do you think the future has in store for you?"

troy devereaux "I've always been told to never count your chickens before they hatch Flinty boy, but I've been told a lot of things I don't listen to. The future holds nothing but good things for me. It has already started and Nora is going to help progress that. She is going to help me launch that career back to the top where I am striving to be once again. This is a one man show and she is already on the stage for too long taking my spotlight. It's time for me to live up to being the face of this company like I say and dethrone Nora. She may want to stay there but it's only right to make her see that she is no longer needed. She can't be the best and be at home all the time. I'm taking what should have been mine in the first place Flint if I had my head in the game. No more games, no more unnecessary crap spewing from the mouth of me or her. It's put up or shut up time and the next time a camera flashes and a bright light hits me it will be in the form of a victory with me standing over Nora Blade in celebration of defeating her with the North American championship wrapped around my waist and my hand raised. Playtime is over Flint and shit is about to get real so you might want to take a seat and get your popcorn and get ready to shove it down your throat so you can watch me do what I say. The Paparazzi Prince is on the rise and nothing is stopping me. Capture That!"

Troy wants again slaps Flint on the back this time with more force knocking him off balance for a bit. Troy, placing his arm around the shoulder of Alexandra walks off with her with everything going black.

.PRE-CELEBRATION location: Bar & Grill
Two champagne glasses sit there on the table, already filled with a bucket of ice sitting in between and the champagne bottle in the bucket. Both Troy and Alexandra grab their glasses and toast. They both bring the glass to their lips keeping eye contact and never losing it take a nice swig of champagne and they both slowly sit their glasses on the table.

troy devereaux "The only thing that would make this better is footage of us both with our hands raised in victory from Assault... too bad it's not Sunday yet to get that footage correct?" Alex nods in agreement "You'll beat the used cunt rag and I'll be the new North American champion. Cheers to us and to be on out way to ruling the IWC after Assault."

Troy winks at Alexandra as they both cheers to a successful pre Assault celebration.

End.