The Man who beat Croc (unlike Green).

[Gavin Drake]

The new AWA backstage interviewer Sarah Smile paused as she eyed the catering table, and then turned to find Gavin Drake staring down at her. He smirked, and then rolled his shoulders before a hand lifted to adjust his AWA Hardcore Title. "I know, I know you were waiting to bloody talk to the man who defeated the AWA World Heavyweight Champion, the man who did what Mr. Green could not at Resolution."

Drake paused, and Smile looked confused.

"And by that? I mean pin Croc!"

Sarah Smile nodded, and then smiled. "But Mr. Green was attacked from behind by a steel chair after a grueling match where he pinned you?"

Drake snorted, shaking his head before he smirked. "You are taking the piss--"

Smile blinked. "No, I'm not."

Drake grunted. "Yes, yes, you bloody are, yeah?"

Smile looked confused again, and Drake continued. "Listen, bloody Croc attacked and pinned Green after he fought his way through 5 men right? Well, I bloody pinned--"

Drake paused, and lifted his hand to drop off the fingers. "Bloody three of them! Three of them! And then Green? Green dodged a lucky bloody spear, and somehow won the match!"

Smile nodded. "So he beat you!"

Drake blinked, then his smirk faltered before he continued with a wave of his hand. "Bloody hell, woman! Green capitolized on me after I pinned DJay, Croc, and the man that Green never pinned to win the bloody belt! Joel Frost!"

Smile nodded again, and then Drake cut her off as he continued.

"And now despite my dominance? Frost claims he is the rightful number one contender?" Drake fumed, shaking his head as he adjusts the title on his shoulder. "Bloody hell! The Chosen, my arse! He should be called the bloody deluded! And then Shelby walks around talking about how all he heard about was how awesome DJay is? To hell with that!"

Drake slapped his championship and fumed. "This is what people should be talking about, the bloody AWA Hardcore Champion and he dominated everyone inside that Chamber!"

Drake smirked. "If Croc had any bloody dignity at all, and he may not have any he is a bloody Australian! He will face me for that Heavyweight Title before he deals with that arse, Green! Because his reign, yeah? Is a bloody cha-rade--"

"Cha-rade? You mean Charade?" asked Sarah Smile.

"Exactly! What I bloody said Cha-rade!" snapped Drake.

"Why do you say it that way?"

"Cha-rade? It is how it is bloody pronounced, you trollop!"

Sarah blinked, and then stared. "What's a trollop?"

Drake muttered, then finished. "Bloody hell!"

[Ryan Green]

"we need to talk"

<>the hardcore champion, Gavin Drake stops after begining to walk away, turning his head and seeing the former awa world champion, Ryan Green.
Drake turns around<>

Gavin Drake
"Hmm, im not sure that we bloody do, i did my talkin in the ring"

"You did, no denying it, you did good in the chamber, no doubt"

<>Drake is a little stumped, is Green taking the piss?<>

Gavin Drake
"So she aint the only one taking the bloody piss, now your att it an all!"

"think what you want Gavin, im not here to 'make nice', im here to tell you like it it.
You did good but you did not do good enough because i won the inside the chamber, my hand was raised as the awa world heavyweight champion and until that fucking twat Croc ambushed me and fucked me over by stealing the belt.
But thats how the game goes and should have been focused, regardless of my physical state. Croc and Donzig were smart, but now i have nothing to lose and everything to gain so Gavin, i just want to make something very very clear to you, Croc is mine, Donzig is mine.
You concern yourself with your hardcore championship and you leave me to get back my world championship.
Im not here to fight you Gavin, im just here to make it clear that im the number one contender to the world title and your not, Joel Frost is not either, i am.
So leave me to do what i have to do and once i have the belt back id be happy to meet you in the ring and find out just who is the better man.
Understood?"

[Gavin Drake]

Drake chuckled, shaking his head before he looked back at Green. He rolled his shoulders, and then he smirked. "Listen, mate, I feel for you I really do. But you bloody got what you deserved."

Green frowned, and Drake shrugged.

"Listen, you didn't mind lying, cheating, and stealing to keep the bloody title! And now you are pissed because you were bloody outwitted and out-cheated to lose it?"

Drake grunted, smirking as he looked at the frowning Green. "You have your bloody rematch, mate. Me and Frost have our own business to take care of, that being Affliction business. Business you wouldn't understand, business that is bloody beyond you."

Drake leaned closer, and he smirked. "So until that is settled? You can do what you bloody want, but mate? After I am done with Frost? I am going for that bloody World Title, and no one and nothing will bloody stop me, yeah?"