From a far the camera zooms right to the middle of the ring where Frank Jaegar and The Heavenly Fighter show off their titles.
The crowd is cheering them and occasional chants like “THF” and BI-O-HA-ZZARD!” arise
Frank Jaegar is putting the title around his waist again, and gets himself a mic while THF is putting his title over his shoulder
Frank Jaegar: “BERLIN, GERMANY!!!”
The audience cheers loudly
Frank Jaegar: “What a pleasure to have Pandemonium happen in such a great city!”
Crowd: “BER-LIN, BER-LIN, BER-LIN!”
Frank Jaegar: “And what a great night this already is.”
Frank Jaegar scratches a huge patch that's on his forehead.
Frank Jaegar: “Of course, not every event of this night was perfectly planned, but still, I'm loving it.”
Frank Jaegar looks at THF
Frank Jaegar: “I'm very sorry ladies. But for reasons I'm just about to explain to you, THF has decided to not loose a word about the current situation.”
THF nods and Frank Jaegar continues
Frank Jaegar: “Where do I begin?”
He looks around
Frank Jaegar: “You see, it is Pandemonium, the PPV. Each and every SCT championship known to man is on the line, except...”
He points at himself and THF
Frank Jaegar: “...ours. The Tag Team Championships are NOT on the line tonight!”
He looks across the crowd again as he makes a little pause
Frank Jaegar: “And that made me think. Why is that so? We are the champions. Champions don't challenge. Champions are being challenged. Almost every person in that locker room should be after our titles.”
He looks up the stage as if he could see behind that curtain
Frank Jaegar: “Why haven't we been challenged yet? I have been expecting being challenged by Tuesday already, but nothing happened. So at the PPV we're out here...”
He points right before him down to the ring
Frank Jaegar: “...in the middle of this SCT ring, and we, the Tag Team Champions... we're not being challenged. It's PPV and the Tag Titles are not on the line. What's wrong?”
He points up the ramp
Frank Jaegar: “Not even a single woman comes out crying around what went wrong this time. Or...or...or complaining that they weren't ready last time. That the last match was a fluke, a... a...”
He winks into the camera
Frank Jaegar: “And other wrestlers don't even think of showing up here, either.”
He lifts his finger as he looks at THF
Frank Jaegar: “I know what this is all about. We're the the bottom of the fed. The low ranks.”
He looks as if he's about to spit right into the ring
Frank Jaegar: “We're the nobodies of this federation.”
Boos arise from the crowd and Frank Jaegar looks to the ground
Crowd: “BIOHAZZARD! THF! BIOHAZZARD! THF! BIOHAZZARD! THF!”
Slowly, very slowly Frank Jaegars finger rises. Higher and higher his arm reaches until he can't reach any higher. Cheers from the audience occur again
Frank Jaegar: “... ... ... NEY, withdrawn!”
He looks up again and points at THF
Frank Jaegar: “WE are the fresh and you blood around here.”
He points at himself
Frank Jaegar: “WE are the FUTURE of this federation.”
The crowd cheers even louder.
Frank Jaegar: “And I'm not only speaking of myself and THF here. I'm taking the time also mentioning Valerio and Nomed the 2nd. WE are the FUTURE OF THIS INDUSTRY!”
He points back up the aisle
Frank Jaegar: “There are many great names backstage. Men and women like The Wicker Man, Twilight Storm or Dark Horse. People who gave up everything to make an impact in this business.”
He shakes his head
Frank Jaegar: “BUT...They will not be around forever to carry the federation on their backs.”
He walks over to THF again, pointing at themselves.
Frank Jaegar: “WE are here. WE are ready. We are willing to do just the same. We left our homes, our beloved ones, the safety. And it all to find ourselves in the middle of a wrestling ring. We are here to defend OUR titles to whoever comes out. We might not win, we might get beaten within an inch of our lives but we will not give up.”
He looks up the ramp but nothing happens
Frank Jaegar: “WE will give our last to give everybody an awesome match.”
Cheers arise from the crowd again. Frank Jaegar looks at THF, then back up the ramp...but nothing happens
Frank Jaegar: “WE....”
THF puts his hand on Franks shoulder and shakes his head. Both men look disappointed and walk towards the ropes. As they just reach them to leave the ring...
The crowd is cheering them and occasional chants like “THF” and BI-O-HA-ZZARD!” arise
Frank Jaegar is putting the title around his waist again, and gets himself a mic while THF is putting his title over his shoulder
Frank Jaegar: “BERLIN, GERMANY!!!”
The audience cheers loudly
Frank Jaegar: “What a pleasure to have Pandemonium happen in such a great city!”
Crowd: “BER-LIN, BER-LIN, BER-LIN!”
Frank Jaegar: “And what a great night this already is.”
Frank Jaegar scratches a huge patch that's on his forehead.
Frank Jaegar: “Of course, not every event of this night was perfectly planned, but still, I'm loving it.”
Frank Jaegar looks at THF
Frank Jaegar: “I'm very sorry ladies. But for reasons I'm just about to explain to you, THF has decided to not loose a word about the current situation.”
THF nods and Frank Jaegar continues
Frank Jaegar: “Where do I begin?”
He looks around
Frank Jaegar: “You see, it is Pandemonium, the PPV. Each and every SCT championship known to man is on the line, except...”
He points at himself and THF
Frank Jaegar: “...ours. The Tag Team Championships are NOT on the line tonight!”
He looks across the crowd again as he makes a little pause
Frank Jaegar: “And that made me think. Why is that so? We are the champions. Champions don't challenge. Champions are being challenged. Almost every person in that locker room should be after our titles.”
He looks up the stage as if he could see behind that curtain
Frank Jaegar: “Why haven't we been challenged yet? I have been expecting being challenged by Tuesday already, but nothing happened. So at the PPV we're out here...”
He points right before him down to the ring
Frank Jaegar: “...in the middle of this SCT ring, and we, the Tag Team Champions... we're not being challenged. It's PPV and the Tag Titles are not on the line. What's wrong?”
He points up the ramp
Frank Jaegar: “Not even a single woman comes out crying around what went wrong this time. Or...or...or complaining that they weren't ready last time. That the last match was a fluke, a... a...”
He winks into the camera
Frank Jaegar: “And other wrestlers don't even think of showing up here, either.”
He lifts his finger as he looks at THF
Frank Jaegar: “I know what this is all about. We're the the bottom of the fed. The low ranks.”
He looks as if he's about to spit right into the ring
Frank Jaegar: “We're the nobodies of this federation.”
Boos arise from the crowd and Frank Jaegar looks to the ground
Crowd: “BIOHAZZARD! THF! BIOHAZZARD! THF! BIOHAZZARD! THF!”
Slowly, very slowly Frank Jaegars finger rises. Higher and higher his arm reaches until he can't reach any higher. Cheers from the audience occur again
Frank Jaegar: “... ... ... NEY, withdrawn!”
He looks up again and points at THF
Frank Jaegar: “WE are the fresh and you blood around here.”
He points at himself
Frank Jaegar: “WE are the FUTURE of this federation.”
The crowd cheers even louder.
Frank Jaegar: “And I'm not only speaking of myself and THF here. I'm taking the time also mentioning Valerio and Nomed the 2nd. WE are the FUTURE OF THIS INDUSTRY!”
He points back up the aisle
Frank Jaegar: “There are many great names backstage. Men and women like The Wicker Man, Twilight Storm or Dark Horse. People who gave up everything to make an impact in this business.”
He shakes his head
Frank Jaegar: “BUT...They will not be around forever to carry the federation on their backs.”
He walks over to THF again, pointing at themselves.
Frank Jaegar: “WE are here. WE are ready. We are willing to do just the same. We left our homes, our beloved ones, the safety. And it all to find ourselves in the middle of a wrestling ring. We are here to defend OUR titles to whoever comes out. We might not win, we might get beaten within an inch of our lives but we will not give up.”
He looks up the ramp but nothing happens
Frank Jaegar: “WE will give our last to give everybody an awesome match.”
Cheers arise from the crowd again. Frank Jaegar looks at THF, then back up the ramp...but nothing happens
Frank Jaegar: “WE....”
THF puts his hand on Franks shoulder and shakes his head. Both men look disappointed and walk towards the ropes. As they just reach them to leave the ring...