Southern Uprising the very first pay per view production that will be aired by Bayou Championship Wrestling on the 26th of September. A historical event was about to take place and one could say that people were going to get their moneys worth. With five amazing matches placed on this card you damn well better believe that everyone was going to bust ass just to make sure they were the star of the show. Now, speaking of stars the one match everyone and when I say everyone I mean it will be looking forward to is the epic round two showdown between the challenger, Eric Craven and the newly crowned Rebel Pride Champion, Sean Aries. The first encounter of these two men could be a potential candidate for match of the year with what's left of 2015. When you place two great competitors in the ring against each other, who have the same passion, and the same reason for doing what they do along with similar paths, you are bound to get out an instant classic. Every match and rematch after that just adds more to star build and the story itself. There is no need to really recap anything that these two went through, but the showdown was going to be rewarding enough for the fans and maybe even the rest of the roster. The sole purpose is to steal the show, not to take anything from Shawn Michaels or Dolph Ziggler... but when you are Sean Aries you want to surpass even the biggest of names. Big shoes to fill... well not so much when you're already halfway there. Halfway meaning already having the Rebel Pride Championship around your waste and there is only room to go up from there. No one is thinking that far ahead though at this time. Sean Aries's focus right  now is being the best ever champion. He won the championship and now he was going to have his first defense against a man he took on in the first round of the tournament. Would things end up being the same as round one? In Sean's eyes of course they would, but when you think about it, there is more pressure for both men. Eric, to prove that his first match up against Sean was a mistake and that he can best Sean. To show the world that he is indeed Rebel Pride Championship material. For Sean, it was more about backing up everything he had said. He made it to that top and now he had to prove that he was worthy enough to call himself a champion. However, he wasn't going to get that approval by staying silent and showing up on his terms. It was time for Sean to start acting like a champion if he was going to be one.

"STEP AWAY FROM GREATNESS"

Our scene begins in pitch black with no video but plenty of audio. You can hear the ruffling of things and a very muffled voice speaking in tongue or in other words bad language. Obviously whatever was happening someone did not know what they were doing. Two men, trying to set up one little camera and they couldn't get a video feed. It's like how many idiots does it take to change a lightbulb? Finally you can hear the man of the hour, Sean Aries come into the room in a bit of anger.

sean aries
"Seriously? How hard is it for you two idiots to do anything right?" He let out a frustrated sigh, as you can hear things clicking and the feed suddenly came in. "I see if I want something done right, then I need to do it myself. You're dismissed."

Sean glared at the two technical dummies as they scurried away out of the scene. Snapping his attention back to the camera, the greatest man alive flashed a smile for the world to see. A smile that could save any dying person's life if it depended on it. The Rebel Pride Championship rest comfortably on his shoulder and don't think he was shy or gullible since he made sure the side of his body where the championship laid was in plain sight. What was with this camera though?

sean aries
"Ladies and gentlemen welcome to what I call Sean-O-Rama. Well I'm still working on the name so please bare with me, but I'm coming to you live in an undisclosed location but in better quality than Craven Vision."

Ahh, so now we see what he is doing. Playing around on the style of which Eric Craven likes to address his people of BCW. Clever, but not really.

sean aries
"I'm not going to really waste anyone's time here much, I just figured that you all would be dying to hear from your Rebel Pride Champion. I do have to apologize, because as of late it does seem like I have been a little spaced out and not around as much. You all deserve something better than that. You all deserve to have a champion that is going to be there for you twenty-four seven and three sixty-five. You need someone who's mind is in the right spot to handle such a responsibility and you know what I think it is about time you get that... so without further a due here is the man that is going to give you what you need..."

Sean proceeded to take the championship from his shoulder and he laid it across the palm of his hands looking down at it. He gave it a quick kiss before parting ways with the championship leaving it on the table in front of him. He walks off from the scene and then there is silence. No noise was heard, nothing was moving, it was just... dead air.

---- Twenty Minutes Later ---

 A door closes and footsteps were heard walking back toward the view. What the hell was going on? Sean left the championship after telling everyone they deserved someone who could handle being called the Rebel Pride Champion. Before anyone came back onto camera you hear the words... "AND THE MAN THAT IS GOING TO GIVE YOU PEOPLE WHAT YOU NEED IS...

sean aries
"THE PUREBRED DESIGN OF WRESTLING... ME!" Sean let out a laugh grabbing the championship and tossing it back over his shoulder. "Who did you honestly think was going to show up here? Kat Jones? Tanja Devereaux? Ha, God no. Oh wait. Did you think I was going to get the man who I'm facing to come and claim my championship? You all are seriously delusional. The only person who can give all of you people what you need is standing right before you. I'm the man that single handedly took out each person that stepped in front of me the past few weeks to become your Rebel Pride Champion and to think I would give it up that easy would be child's play. You see I did not come back into the wrestling scene to just skip around and wait my turn in line to do something. I came back to prove a point that I am one of the best. Kat Jones thought she had me in the bag, well look where that got her with her all darkness speeches and trying to talk her way through a tough situation. Tanja, well she is another case. Almost one in the same with Kat if you ask me. Neither of them could touch me and they are just sitting back now wishing they still had the chance to be in my shoes. Newsflash, you both failed... just like my opponent at Southern Uprising. Eric Craven." Sean's faced cringed. "You see what I do there, when your name is mentioned? You are like a thorn in my side. Now is that a good thing or is that a bad thing? For the most part good because we do bring out the best in each other and that's all one competitor can ask out of another. However, though Craven I still have to make this statement over and over again that you just aren't me."

Sean took a second to gather himself as he rubbed his chin slightly pacing back and forth within the camera view. He had much to say, but it seemed he needed to figure out just how to say it.

sean aries
"I have to make that statement stick out more each time I use it Craven. I admire the hell out of you dude, I do. The thing is you are just so... how do I put this? I guess what I am trying to say is you are to hard on yourself. Your ambition to be this person that I am is going to drive you to your brink of insanity and cause you to fall. I understand wanting to be a champion so bad, because you know from over here it's a great feeling. I'm so ecstatic, and let me tell you it's quite a rush. I get it though Craven. You worked your ass off to come back on the scene like I did after three years. We squared off the first card here and I got the best of you. You pushed me to the edge and we made history as you have stated. We started a revolution with the Rebel Pride division, one that anyone who's anybody will have their eyes on from here on out. You can say we are the pioneers of this division. Everyone else yeah they had solid matches, even mine after you were decent but the magic we make Eric is different. You see we do things that no one else can do. We take those extra bounds and leaps and risk in order for us to keep our head above water. You and I are two of the same people with a similar background and that is why our second match is going to be killer. Yeah, I am giving you props but don't get used to it. I still don't like you and chances are... who is to say I will, but I will tell you this right now. If we pull off that same magic again and you even come close to beating me I will shake your hand in the middle of that ring and give you my respect. You will have earned your place in my life when I will have the opportunity to look back and tell my grandchildren I knew you when. The thing is though there is one thing that I want you to do for me if you want to sustain from losing to me. Control your emotions, you're too much like a woman dealing with emotional issues and distress, also know as P.M.S. You're all over the place and you can tone down your theatrics."

Why he had to call them theatrics, only he would know but that is just how he saw things in his eyes. On the other side, he could understand why Eric was so wound up. Wanting something so bad makes you that way especially when you know that you can be all that you can be.

sean aries
"Craven, let me tell you a thing or two about why I still have something to prove. In your eyes, I have nothing else left to prove. That's a negative though Ghost Rider. I have nothing but things left to prove. I did what no one else thought was going to happen. I ran through the rest of that tournament and capture this beautiful piece of gold that rest upon my shoulder. You were one of the only ones that wanted me to win so that you could have the chance to face me again and I am personally glad that I pushed myself to win so that you can have what you want. The thing is now that I have this gold I have to continue to show the world, yourself, Bull that I was the rightful winner of the tournament. I deserved to be champion as I fought to not be a nobody anymore. All the points I have to prove are still yet to be fulfilled. I'm sorry that you have to yet again become an example of my creation of greed and acceptance. I don't want it to be this way but the passion you have is still no match to the passion that I have. I like our determination and your will to want to win and be the Rebel Pride Champion. You say you live this division and live to become the champ and that is your whole reasoning behind life right now well you need to make sure you bring it all and show that. Make me a believer Craven. Make me see that you have just enough bounce to the ounce to put me down for good and claim your place in history. You have so much fire in your eyes and the tone of voice that you use that you literally eat, sleep, breath, and dream this. I want to say that you will reach that dream. And you will, BUT you will NOT reach that dream as long as I am the Rebel Pride Champion. I have dreams and ambitions to be that much every time I step into the ring. I will best my opponent at any given time, you know this. You have witnessed this personally. You say I am cliche with the beat you once, I can beat you again. It's not cliche when you know it's the damn truth. I am going to go to Southern Uprising with my head held high making sure I prove that any of my victories are not flukes. Regardless, of how I have won or will win in the future does not depict the kind of talent I am. Day in an day out I will continue to work my ass off. Craven, you're good. So good, but my friend I am just that much better than you."

Sean meant every word he had to say. He seemed to be turning around to like Craven, even when he mentioned that he didn't before. Looking down at his baby, he removed it from his shoulder and held it down in front of him.

sean aires
"This Rebel Pride Championship that rest here in my hands is the beginning of my legacy. The beginning of my empire. I am the sole champion and I am the face of this division. You are trying to interfere with my legacy and the kingdom that I am building around this. You have placed your foot in the water with a cut and sharks like the smell of blood and since you are willing to be a daredevil and step into my world yet again with even a bigger prize on the line, it is going to make me that much more hungry. You talk a lot Eric, as do I. The only thing is you aren't saying anything that I have not heard already from you before. I know your struggles, I know your passion, the way I see it, it's still jealousy. You hate the fact that you lost to me the first time. Just be honest. I don't give a damn how many times you say I caught you slipping and you aren't going to complain about it... but why keep mentioning it. Sounds to me you are more of a sore loser that got a little butt hurt because I put a dent in his plans. It's okay if you want to be me Craven. I would want to be me too. I don't want to knock your hustle that you're doing because you are doing a great job at getting all of these people behind you. I don't need that. It seems to me you need the moral support to help you back up when you are knocked down on your ass over and over again. No one likes a suck up and the fact that you want these people behind you is quite sickening. Why not focus more on me and wanting to actually try and outsmart me in the ring this time? Don't try and come for me later and say I wasn't paying attention to anything you had to say. I paid attention to what was relevant. Long drawn out heartfelt speeches to your fans and darling little girlfriend, so they can pat you on the back and say when or lose you will always be the winner. If you need that kind of confidence booster then aren't you in the wrong profession? You say you don't need to be here to make friends, well stop it. These people don't care about you and will turn on you the minute you make it where you want to go. So you can continue to let the little Johnny's look up to you until they find a new interest. I'll be over here continuing to cement my name in history. This Rebel Pride Championship is me, this is my life and you are now being welcomed into my world and added to the list again under the failed attempts to take what is mine and will always be mine. Be mindful Craven, that this is just the beginning of my reign and there is no way I'm letting a scrub like you stop me this early. You get your chance at Southern Uprising and then after that you go back into obscurity and pander to your precious little fans and let them dry your tears. I think you need to let Faith give you some of her balls and man up and get ready to fight. MY championship that I am going to make prestigious will stay with a purebred. It will stay with the person who deserves to make it a worthy championship even more so than that other championship. Rebel Pride all the way here and the value has already increased when it touched my hands."

Throwing the championship over his shoulder once more he readied himself to finish up. He had other things to do to prepare for his match. There wasn't much else that he could really say.

sean aries
"Southern Uprising, Eric Craven will be the last time we meet for awhile. We are going to do many of the things that you said. We are going to be the talk of the town and steal the show. The bar was set once already and it is time for it to rise. The time for talking should be done because quite frankly I am tired of the talking and it is time to put up or shut up. All the words that have rolled off of your tongue make them come to life. Prove to yourself that you can hang with someone like me. Don't underestimate the fact that you think I have nothing left to show nor prove. We have both advanced a lot since debuting here and we have much more to offer and it's a new chapter in a book that is going to have the same ending. When it comes to me the endings are always the same. I don't want you to kid yourself too much though guy. Quit the woe is me and come at me like the man I know you can be. I'm rooting for you to push me and push yourself. If you think you are going to catch me slipping though you are wrong. There is no more slipping and no more mistakes left to be made. A real champion knows his limits and pays very close attention to his opponent and will cut them down before the match even begins. I have you figured out already again Craven and I will expose you. Your pride will be jeopardized and tarnished if you don't live up to your own hype and you will beat yourself down even more. We are all our own worst enemies. I just choose to keep my demons buried and unleash them in the ring when that time comes. I'm ready Craven. I'm ready to take that step in putting you down to move on to the next one and the next one and do the same thing to them. I'm on a roll and nothing is going to stop me now. Let's see what is so clever that you have to say back next time. Oh and spare me the lame boring speeches of how you are all about this division and you are Rebel Pride. The world is tired of it. I say what I need to say because I know the truth about myself and my opponents. I'm me and let's remember not to confused confidence and facts with cockiness. They are two different things. Craven, this time around history will be made again in the epicness of this match altogether, but the start of the legacy will commence completely. Operation 2016 Year of the Purebred starts at Southern Uprising. Good luck and see you when I decide to broadcast in Sean-O-Rama again. My design can not be flawed and being the purebred only makes me that much more lethal."

Sean leaned down into the view of the camera. He tapped the Rebel Pride Championship on his shoulder while looking down at it. That was to signify that he knew it was not going to go anywhere. He knew it was about to be one hell of a fight and the two would respect each other after the fact. Looking back up at the camera he cracked a smile before ripping the cords out of the back and video and audio die as we are left in pitch black. End.