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Vincent Altieri · **09-09-2013, 11:06 AM**

A black 1928 Cadillac Town Sedan pulls up near Madison Square Garden for the special Monday Madness show. Vincent gets out of the car and looks up at the beautiful legendary building. He admires all of the memories that are stored forever inside.

"New York is a second home to me. A lot of family business goes down here. We've been handling operations here for years and it just continues to grow. I know why Mr. Heyman chose to have Monday's show here. The building gives everyone in this state memories to hold onto for a lifetime. A lotta good fights are taking place and it should result in something special.

I get to fight a princess and her bride Joy. He gets to come back from vacation and step in the ring with me. Well, so much for a strong return huh Hunter?

There's a lot of things I don't like in this life. One of them is a whiny girl who is suppose to be a man. Either you were born without balls or Joy took them off ya, but regardless we'll see if they appear tonight in our little match.

Normally, I wouldn't make things too personal because after all, I'm a man of business. It's a rarity to find me mix business and pleasure, but kicking your ass provides me to do both.

Vincent walks in Madison Square Garden to get ready for the event tonight. Hours later, a XWF crew goes into an office labeled "Mr. Altieri" and find Vincent sitting behind a desk with a white lit cigarette in his hand.

"Mr. Altieri, any last words on your match tonight?"

"Who. The Fuck. Is Hunter Payne? Let me tell you who this princess is, okay? He's not a man. He doesn't belong in any realm of fighting. He belongs in a prison, not because of a crime he committed, but because he would do well as someones bitch. I've looked over some of your past matches and I must say, I'm not impressed. Whether you were a preacher, are a preacher, or Joy's little dick on the side doesn't matter to me. What does matter to me is handling business. That business right now is kicking your ass and doing Mr. Heyman a solid.

I usually don't give advice for free, but I'm going to do that for you Hunter. Leave the girl. She wants someone better and you need to learn how to stand up on your own two legs before they get broke. Maybe that's what you need, but you're too much of a pussy to stand up.

What would be smart for you, Hunter, is to not show up. To stay with your man, Joy, and not appear tonight. Both of you should just get the fuck out and take a permanent vacation out of the XWF. Hell, maybe that'll be a favor I do for Paul.

All I can tell you Hunter is nothing short of swimming with the fishes will save you from the beating I'm about to dish to you.

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