*James Calhoun was walking backstage, when Ruslan Panov stepped in front of him, blocking his path*

James Calhoun: Excuse me sir, but I have a match to participate in. I'd appreciate it if you just stepped out of the way for me.

Ruslan: You have a match against Tarik. Rumors are saying you're defending your HAW National Championship against him next week at the PPV. I actually DEFEATED Tarik! You're a coward! You fear me!

James: I fear the man who I defeated for this title? No, you're wrong. You're so wrong...you're only half right! See, I'm defending the title against Tarik. But, I'm also defending against you, in a triple threat match. So put aside the anger for now and save it for next week, ok?

Ruslan: ...Why? Why would you willingly put yourself in a triple threat match?

James: Because it's all about resume building, like I've said in the past! People look and say “Wow, that man was a 10 time tag champion and an 8 time world champion! He was good!” This hypothetical man could have held those titles for a grand total of 5 minutes, but no one will care about that. They care about the number of reigns. If I lose this title, it won't matter. It gives me an opportunity to gain it back and become a two time HAW National Champion. Or I could move onto something else. Does this answer your question, Panov? Now excuse me, I have a match! *Calhoun pushed Ruslan Panov aside and walked away*

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*Rat was backstage in his office on a computer, when the door to his office burst open, Luke Barnson entering with a clipboard in his hand*

Luke: Rat! What are you doing to these refs?!

Rat: Calm down now-

Luke: He didn't bring his hand down for the pin attempt last week! I had Jet Black pinned!

Rat: Well, you see-

Luke: 1-2-3! That was the match! But the ref didn't bring his hand down again! Why not?!

Rat: I guess-

Luke: The only answer I'm accepting from you is to officially sign off on this contract for a HAW World Championship match, me against Alex!

Rat: That could possibly- *The door burst open again, Athena also walking in with a clipboard* Oh great, you...

Athena: You sent The Behemoth to end Annie's career?!

Rat: You basically asked-

Athena: I wanted a fair match! Not something like that! Do you want me to start a boycott?!

Rat: Not exactly, but-

Luke: You're a corrupt owner!

Rat: I just-

Athena: You need to be out of here!

Rat: That's not really-

Athena: Sign this! Sign it or I start a protest! *Athena slammed down her clipboard*

Rat: Uhh...what exactly is this?

Athena: A handicapped match against, two on one against The Behemoth!

Rat: Fine...

Luke: And mine! Sign mine as well!

Rat: OK! Shut up, the two of you! *Rat signed both contracts then threw his pen across the room* You know what? You two come in here, making demands like this? I'm putting you both in a match. You two will go against Bigg Pimpin' Alex and Jessie Parran! Right now! Go! *Luke and Athena took their contracts and walked off. Rat sat down in his desk and buried his head in his hands. Athena then walked back to Rat*

Athena: By the way, I really think you're going to regret who you signed as my partner for that match. *Athena smiled and walked off, as Rat stared at her with a worried look*