A grave warning for Snow....

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*** The scene opens with The Imperial Assassin standing in a red Japanese robe cradling his newly won PWA Light Heavyweight title. Behind The Imperial Assassin is a Japanese flag. The Assassin rubs his beard and speaks. ***

Assassin: When I came to America, my purpose was to show Japan was superior and I have done so. I have won the PWA Light Heavyweight championship....but rather than beating an American, I had to settle for a lowly Canadian! Not only did I defeat Snow but I also made is star pupil tap out as well.

I am a man of my word! To take this title, and keep it out of the hands of WOMEN who wish to wrestle with MEN, I had to do the unthinkable and enter combat with women. I stayed focused and now I’m the champion that this company NEEDS! This title is now the property of Japan. Our Emperor has called me and congratulated myself and Crusher Sato on our exploits. He has promised to send additional forces should we need them. I told him that we were fine and that there was one small piece of business that I needed to take care of.

Snow, I have taken your title and at Assault I will take your pride! For your arrogance and past misdeeds you leave me NO CHOICE but to eliminate you from wrestling altogether! You will not honor tradition therefore it is my DUTY to remove you from this sport! You will be a cautionary tale to future wrestlers to respect the traditions of pro wrestling. I must break you down bit by bit until there is nothing left of you. I have taken your title already but my trophy case is still missing something. Perhaps a MASK?? I will take your mask and show the world THE FACE of the man who dishonors pro wrestling!

*** The Imperial Assassin points at the camera. ***

Get your affairs in order and meet me at Assault.

*** The scene fades to black. ***

[Snow]

Snow sits on top of the turnbuckle is his own training facility at the red barn. He is silent for a long moment, staring at the camera before he speaks.

SNOW: It is always hard to lose a title. Something for which you worked hard, to earn not only the right to try to claim it, but to have actually won a match to win the title. And then, just like that, it's gone. And that's hard enough.

SNOW: In this business, you win some and you lose some. That's just the way of life. And I put myself in a nearly impossible situation at Assault. I knew that I was far more likely to walk out of that arena without the Light Heavyweight championship than I was to retain. But it still stings. But right now, let me first applaud each and every competitor in that match. All seven of you gave it your all, and we put on one hell of a show for the audience. And yes, I do mean all of you.

SNOW: Which brings me to The Imperial Assassin. Contractually, he owes me a rematch, a 2 out of 3 falls match for the Light Heavyweight Championship. And in this match, I'd normally be looking for a modicum of revenge. To get my title back. But then, he had to go and speak.

SNOW: So now I address you directly, Assassin. It's one thing to bring your blatant misogyny here to PWA. Despite PWA's rules expressing absolutely no separation between the genders, you insist the women do not belong here. Despite their excellent showing in the 8-person scramble, you claim they should not have been in that match. You claim their presence dishonors the tradition of wrestling.

SNOW: But then what did you do? You threatened my mask. Yes, I am Canadian by birth, but I am a trained and decorated luchadore, steeped in the traditions and honor of that celebrated style. And to threaten someone's mask when he has not put it on the line? That is the lowest of the low. You speak of dishonor? You claim that my bringing La Nieve to PWA shows I have no honor? I turn that back on you, Assassin. Your very words show that you are an honorless dog. This match is not a lucha de apuestos -- and if you touch one strand of my mask? Well...it would be interesting to see you fight an entire country.

SNOW: No, my mask will remain. I will regain my title. You will be dishonored and shamed. And after that? Perhaps the women in this company will show you where you belong -- in the scrap heap of defeated and destroyed former wrestlers.