“Emotion can be a gift and a curse.”

“Sometimes, a person is able to dig deep within their emotion to overcome the insurmountable.”

“Other times, a person could let their emotions get the best of them and defeat them before a true battle even begins.”

“A lot of times, it is emotion that loses the war.”

[The Killer King’s voice is soft and somber as he sits amongst the darkness. His eyes stare deadpan into our soul.]

“What did your emotions do for you, Narcissa?”

“At KAOS, there was one thing that was standing in our way. The Preservationists could have held every bit of power within Old School Wrestling.”

“We were moments away from having all of Arcadia at our fingertips.”

“At the beginning of that match, the four of you were getting your asses kicked. One man single-handedly was tossing you guys around like ragdolls.”

“It wasn’t until I stepped in that the tides had turned.”

“The moment that steel chair met Jackson’s spine, it was over.”

“I had him dead to rights.”

“I tried to give each of your egos their spotlight. I tried to give you all the time to prove your point. To pen your message, so to say.”

“And then I finished it off with a brush stroke. I nailed the lid of the coffin shut.. until your emotions won.”

[He shakes his head in disgust, his words oozing with venom.]

“Your fragile emotions got in the way. It eats you alive inside knowing that yet another man was about to rise into power over you.”

“You want so desperately to prove that you’re just as superior as your husband. You want nothing more than to prove that you’re much more than just the first lady of Arcadia. You have such a strong desire to prove that you’re a leader in your own right.. that you let your own ego get in the way of the Preservationist’s success.”

“You pushed me away. You betrayed me, Narcissa.”

“I was moments away from being able to take back my throne, and you pushed me out of the way because your own emotions told you that it was the right thing to do.”

“But where did that get you, Narcy? Where did that get Chemical X? Where’s Anton Savor now that your pettiness cost them the match?”

“Right in the same stagnant fucking position they were before that battle.”

“We could have won the war that night, Hera, but instead.. you chose to lose the battle.”

“But in war, there’s no such thing as friends or allies.”

[Jasper readjusts himself, a sadistic grin spreading across his chiseled face.]

“At Warzone, you have one final chance.”

“You can either admit you were wrong. You can admit that you failed and you can apologize not just to me, but to the rest of the Preservationists for putting them in a losing situation..”

“Or you can pay for your own treachery against us.”

[Jasper said those words with finality.]

“You know what I’m capable of, Narcy.”

“You’ve seen some of my finest work first hand.”

“Don’t let your emotion become my latest masterpiece.”

[Fade.]