Forever

[Cory]

The camera fades in backstage on Damian Priest, who's wearing a black tank top and jeans, a leather jacket draped over his shoulder. The Gateway Championship is clasped around his waist. His dreadlocks are tied back as he fixes the camera with a calm, but dangerously intense stare.

Damian Priest: I've been around a long enough time in this business to understand the difference between folks who come into our business, not afraid of the violence, and the sick assholes who get off on it. Moxley is one of those assholes.

Damian smirked.

Damian Priest: Turns out, so am I. I live to hurt people. Break bones. Crush dreams. Make people second guess their career choice as they are driven to the emergency room.

Damian patted his belt casually.

Damian Priest: It's why I've been the Gateway champ since Christmas. When my name is called, and I go out to that ring, I'm all about the violence. I live to hurt people, just like you. And Jon, if you're lucky you might just manage to live through what I'm about to do to you.

His eyes narrowed as he leaned in a bit closer towards the camera.

Damian Priest: But me? I'm gonna live forever.

Priest pushed the camera out of the way and walked off as the scene faded to black.