The World Renowned

The scene opens with the unfamiliar figure of Gregory Murphy, standing in front of a Razor Wrestling logo'd backdrop. A grin stretches across his face as he clasps his hands together in excitement, and he has a look in his eye, one personifying calm and composure, whilst also exuberating cockiness.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, you should already know who I am, but for those ill-informed, allow me to introduce myself."

Murphy pauses, allowing a smirk to cement over his lip as he does. 

"I am the world renowned wrestling agent and manager, a New York times best selling author, and a visionary in our profession. My name, is Gregory Murphy.

Whilst RAZOR Wrestling continues to build it's name as a promotion, there is one man who's power, who's ability in the ring will draw fans into this company. A man who's name has become synonymous with success, and prestige, capturing titles and acclaim all over the world. That man, is my client... that man, is Your Hero, and Mine, Mark Storm."

As Murphy finishes his sentence, Your Hero, and Mine, enters the frame, dressed in his ring gear with his signature smirk plastering over his lip. 

"Tonight, the monster that is; The Mystic Tsar, Sergei Ivanov, has the unfortunate duty of having to come face to face with the reckoning of professional wrestling. Ivanov, what differentiates you from the others is you'll have the distinction of being the first of many victims to fall to Your Hero, and Mine.

It's inevitable. We're not here for the quick-pay-cheque, we're here to dominate. We're here to elevate, but most importantly, Your Hero, and Mine, is here to prove that he is the best. Sergei, you've already fallen victim to other opponents and tonight, will be no different."

Once Murphy finishes his sentence, he lingers into the background, allowing Storm to step into the forefront of the frame, his eyes fixated on the lens. 

"All roads have been leading to this moment right here. You and I, Sergei, we're bound now, there's no mistaking it. My first match here and I promise to make it one that no one is going to forget, any time soon.

I've already made my intentions known and I'm sure the rest of the roster will be watching my match, eagerly anticipating the worst... well, I'm sorry to let you down, fellas. There won't be no upsets, just deliverance, from Your Hero, and Mine." 

There it is again, his smirk returning as he pauses; 

"No, tonight is only the beginning."

The scene gradually fades out.