[MICHAEL|COLE]: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, please let me introduce to you at this time.. My guest.. Guests. Legion.

Tommy nor Zahra moved a muscle as Michael Cole motioned to each of them. He visibly gulped, waiting for one of them to say something. Michael Cole grew even more uncomfortable as neither of them complied.

[MICHAEL|COLE]: I’m unsure of what to do-

Zahra snickered and slapped Michael Cole on the back with a stiff hand. He stepped forward from the impact of it and his eyes bulged wide as he hadn’t been expecting it.

[ZAHRA|SCHREIBER]: I was just mind fuckin’ ya, Cole. Calm down, it’s not like we’re about to sacrifice you for the greater good or something.

Zahra shook her head, Tommy remained staring at Michael Cole in a rather intimidating manner. Michael Cole shook his head once he realized what she had said.

[MICHAEL|COLE]: Wh-what sacrifice? The greater good? What’s that..?

[ZAHRA|SCHREIBER]: Don’t worry about it, Mikey.

Zahra Schreiber patted Michael Cole’s shoulder with her hand a bit roughly. Michael Cole’s shoulder caved downwards to avoid her hand and he winced in pain.

[ZAHRA|SCHREIBER]: That’s not for you to concern yourself with. We know you’re here to ask a few questions about one of our matches tonight.. Get the inside scope.. so let's just get on with it, alright? Who are ya here to talk to, hmm? Tommy?

[MICHAEL|COLE]: N-no, actually he isn’t scheduled an interview. I’m here to speak with you actually. A-a-about your match at Wrestlemania for the Women’s title.

A smile crept across Zahra’s lips.

[ZAHRA|SCHREIBER]: Ahhh yes. My long awaited title rematch. A rematch that shouldn’t even be happening to begin with.

[MICHAEL|COLE]: What exactly do you mean by that?

[ZAHRA|SCHREIBER]: I never should have lost the Women's title to begin with. Everyone here knows the only reason I had to unjustly put my title on the line at the Women’s Rumble. No one in the history of ever has had to do the same in the Women’s division. The only reason it was done to me.. Well.. I think we all know it’s Wes Ikeda’s little revenge plot to get Legion back after we attacked him at Christmas Eve of Destruction. Legion embarrassed him on his own show, and his over inflated ego couldn’t handle it. So how does an Ikeda get even? They use their power and get everyone to do their dirty work for them. Those posh Ikeda’s don’t get dirt on their hands anymore. Everyone knows that. Instead, they dull out a careless whisper in the ear of a mindless minion and send them on their mission.

[MICHAEL|COLE]: Mindless minion?

Zahra snapped her fingers right in Michael Cole’s face which instantly shut him up. Tommy furrowed his brow and glared at Michael Cole even more so than before. Michael took notice and gulped once more, reaching up to loosen his neck tie.

[ZAHRA|SCHREIBER]: Angelina Love. That French-Canadian piece of trash that runs this division. Or does she?! You never even see her around, so what good is she?

Anyways.. She was hand picked by WES! She’s one of his many little lap dogs, carrying out his direct orders by making me defend my title at the Royal Rumble. Against an ENTIRE locker room that didn’t deserve to even lace up my boots or carry in my gear bag! I’m sure Ikeda couldn’t handle that I beat his precious friend Trish’s record, something NO ONE else has ever been able to do. Not even Wes Ikeda’s precious little wife, Natalya. No one thought it was possible, yet I showed up and changed the entire landscape of this division. I uprooted everything and tossed it around like a goddamn category 5 tornado! I’ve made history, I’ve changed the way the game works now and this.. This wasn’t how things were suppose to go.

[MICHAEL|COLE]: What do you mean by that?

[ZAHRA|SCHREIBER]: Raquel isn’t championship material. Sure.. her father was a legend. Talent isn’t genetic.. Just look at Charlotte Flair. Compared to her father.. She’s awful. If she didn’t look just like him, I wouldn’t even believe she was actually his daughter. Well.. the same can be said about Raquel Diaz. Her father.. An absolute legend.. But as for herself.. She’s nothing more than an afterthought. She never would have been champion if it weren’t for me having to defend it in a Rumble. A Rumble! You don’t even have to be talented to win a Rumble, you just have to be lucky. That’s exactly what she was. Lucky. She was in the right place at the right time. That won’t happen again. She has to pin me or get me to tap.. Neither of which are in the realm of possibilities.

Zahra shook her head and tossed some of her long black hair over her shoulder.

[ZAHRA|SCHREIBER]: Raquel is on cloud nine, she feels that she is some beacon of light in the place. She won ONE match. ONE! The Women’s Royal Rumble. It all came down to luck and not talent. Raquel has done absolutely nothing since getting her greasy fingers on the title. She’s hiding behind her family because she knows that Legion is capable of taking her, and all of them, out in one swift motion. She knows that I am coming for my title, and she doesn’t have a fat chance in hell of defeating me one on one. There is no one else around to help her. Her fate is left in my hands. Her life.. Is left in MY hands. That’s a very dangerous place to be.

Zahra smirked momentarily before continuing on.

[ZAHRA|SCHREIBER]: So.. from what I understand.. our little Champion wants to play the role of the hero, huh. She thinks that she defeated the final boss and life is good again? Oh she couldn’t be more wrong. I’ll let the little lovebird indulge in her 15 minutes of fame.. Before I completely destroy her dream world. I’m going to crush her throat with my steel toed boot until that little glimmer of hope fades from her irises! I can tell you right now, Cole, that she may have won the battle but she won’t win the war. This is a war that Legion has been fighting for a very, VERY long time. This is bigger than Tommy or I. We’ve shown the world that. We’ve proved every little thing we said we would. Legion has NOTHING left to prove to any of you. We will continue to seek out our mission regardless of what the world thinks of us. We never arrived here to make friends.. And we’ve never played well with others. Those that continue to choose to stand in our way are going to continue to get dropped like a bad habit. We will tear you all down, stomp on your remnants, and spit on your graves. Your legacy means nothing to us!

[MICHAEL|COLE]: Those are some strong words..

Michael Cole looked nervously at Tommy End in an awkward sideways glance. Tommy was still staring him down, his nostrils flared a little but still he said nothing.

[MICHAEL|COLE]: Can.. can you tell him to step back a little? I’m a bit uncomfortable..

[ZAHRA|SCHREIBER]: Don’t worry about Tommy, Michael. If anyone would cause you harm right now it would be me. So focus.

Michael Cole nodded his head slowly.

[MICHAEL|COLE]: S-so your saying that because your opponent has only had one match, that you aren’t at all worried about her possibly retaining the title?

Zahra laughed in a sarcastic tone and snarled, clenching her teeth together like she was about to bite at him. Michael Cole shrunk back in fear.

[ZAHRA|SCHREIBER]: There isn’t a chance in hell, Cole. I’m sure our precious little champion thinks that Wrestlemania is going to be her big moment to shine. She thinks that she is going to show the world that she has what it takes to beat me.. And she may have herself fooled. But I’m about to dish out some cold hard truths in that ring. I’m going to make the “light of the division” suffer. She’s going to feel pain like she has never felt before. I will make her regret that she ever followed her pathetic albino husband here to EBWF. She should have just stayed back at home, cooking and cleaning. Where she BELONGS. She’s a wife.. Not a wrestler. After I’m done with her, she’s going to know her rightful place, and trust me when I say.. It isn’t here in this company.

Zahra looked as though she were about to walk off but she paused right before getting right into Michael Cole’s face.

[ZAHRA|SCHREIBER]: This little bitch doesn’t even know what dark forces she is up against. She’s about to dance with the devil, and once the song comes to and end, she’ll be begging for her life. If I’m feeling generous.. I MAY let her escape with her life. But I won’t hesitate to cripple and maim her permanently, right before I kick her right back into obscurity where she came from!

Zahra hissed her last words before she nodded her head at Tommy End. Tommy took a step forward which caused Michael Cole to instinctively step back two steps. Tommy End shook his head as he followed Zahra Schreiber off the interview set. Michael Cole watched them leave and shook his head, the camera slowly faded out on him.