Depeche Mode's “Space Walker†plays as the words “First Contact†flash across the screen. The video then transitions to Biggs as he stands in front of a LED screen showing a starry background. He is dressed in a Captain America T-Shirt with his signature blue shades. He has a sour look on his face as he begins to speak.
Biggs: As everyone who actively follows my career is aware of, I've had a bit of a rough patch the past few weeks. Not only did I lose my APW Overdrive Championship in a highly competitive match, but I came up short in my bid to become the new IWF Heavyweight Champion just mere months after my debut with the organization. I know that the fans are all breathing a little easier since I've been eliminated from contention, because lets face it, I've done nothing to win their adoration. Not that I need to, because in the end, the fans have no impact on the final outcome in the ring. I could care less whether people like me or hate me, just that they acknowledge and respect my ability in that ring. While my talent should be able to speak for itself, I know that the only way to convince many people of your greatness is to be the Champ. While I am disappointed in myself for not being able to make it to the finals of the IWF Heavyweight Championship tournament, I'm not going to stand here and complain about the fact that a Triple Threat match is unpredictable and difficult to prepare for. I'm not going to complain about how I had Adam Freeman on the verge of tapping out, only to have it broken up by Dominick Aviles. I'm not going to give anybody the satisfaction of seeing me grovel and moan like some little spoiled brat.
He pauses to adjust his shades.
No, I'm going to simply put my Heavyweight Title aspirations on hold for the time being, and instead lay my focus on the task put ahead of me, namely facing off against Loki this week to earn a shot at the IWF Intercontinental Championship. Some may say that I am merely settling for a second-tier championship, but that is hardly the case. I am convinced that it's a matter of when, not a matter of if, I will become the IWF Heavyweight Champion, and securing the IWF IC title can only help me in attaining my ultimate goal. It's no secret that I adhere to the philosophy of Machiavelli, a man who stated in his masterpiece “The Prince,†that the ends justify the means. If I have to establish myself as the premiere wrestler I know myself to be by holding the supposed second-tier belt, then so be it. I have no problem patiently waiting for my next opportunity at the Heavyweight Championship while solidifying myself as the greatest IWF Intercontinental Champion of all time. Because when I win the IC Title, that's what I'll be. Why? Because I am quite simply out of this world!
But onto my opponent this week, well, I'll be honest, if it's not one freak the higher ups having me fighting, it's another! So far in my IWF career, I've fought a clown-faced lunatic, an alcoholic blueberry, and now a man who legitimately believes himself to be the Norse god of Mischief! Let's be honest here, Loki, despite the faint glimmer of talent you've shown in the ring, you're a few fries short of a Happy Meal. The fact that the Norse Gods originated from a Northern European culture, and yet you are from Las Vegas, Nevada is proof enough that you are out of your mind. I know that Vegas is known for its, how to say this politely, uniqueness, but even for a flashy, showy town like Vegas, you're just too far out. Not to mention that if my mythology is correct, Loki was often times a bad-natured, down right devious deity Being the God of Mischief, he was prone to doing things for his own selfish enjoyment, to amuse himself rather than help others. And let's not forget that pop culture has painted a similar picture of the god you pattern yourself after, as he's a major villain in the Thor comic books and in The Mask films. It's bad enough that you think yourself to be god, but it's flat out embarrassing that you get it so wrong! And while I could sit here and mock you endlessly for your, erm, interesting persona, I'm going instead warn you that you'd better be ready for the fight of your life this upcoming Monday. Other than my win over Mr. Enigma, I haven't gotten nearly as much traction as I would like here in IWF, and I intend on making a statement against you, Loki.
While we both employ fast paced styles, I am undoubtedly more technically sound than you, and considering your outrageous view of yourself, I'm also undoubtedly much more intelligent. Unlike New Year's Eve, where I had to focus on two opponents at once, you have my singular focus this week, Loki, and that doesn't bode well for you in the slightest. And unlike your self identity, my visions of becoming the first IWF Intercontinental Champion aren't delusional, they're quite practical. I count on beating you this week, Loki, just like I count on winning the Intercontinental Title at Inception. See you on Monday.
Biggs laughs to himself as First Contact comes to a close. The IWF logo and copyright flash across the screen.
***
As filming comes to a close on First Contact, Biggs' girlfriend, Ellie, rushes onto the stage, and gives Biggs a big hug. She's clad in a purple dress with white leggings, and has a huge smile plastered on her face. Biggs catches his breath as she releases the embrace.
Ellie: I can't wait for you to become the IWF Intercontinental Champion! It's been a real bummer not having a big shiny belt to admire.
Biggs: No worries, Ellie. I definitely know that I'll be doing my best to bring home the belt, and with it, the extra money, so that I can continue to spoil you the way that you're used to!
Ellie: I'm not spoiled, just well taken care of!
Biggs: Keep telling yourself that. Even your parents have told me that you're spoiled. Still, I wouldn't have it any other way, as I absolutely love to get you the things you want.
Ellie gives Biggs another hug, this time also giving him a peck on the cheek, causing him to blush a bit in front of the production crew. After another lengthy hug, Ellie looks up at Biggs with a serious look on her face.
Ellie: Speaking of things I want, I want to know when you'll let me join you in IWF. I hate the fact that I don't get to be with you at ringside like I am in APW.
Her looks transitions from serious to pouty, looking up at Biggs with big puppy dog eyes.
Biggs: Listen, Ellie, we've been through this before. I'm still not sure if the IWF locker room is safe for you. I was in APW for over half a year before I met you, and there's still a lot of people in IWF that I don't know the first thing about. I don't feel comfortable exposing you to that environment until I know for absolutely sure that nothing will happen to you there. It's not like in APW where we have our friends. In IWF, I'm essentially a loner.
Ellie: Which is why you need me there! I know that you haven't seen the success you'd like to in IWF, and a large part of it could be due to the fact that you're always looking over your shoulder, paranoid about the other boys. If nothing else, I could have a calming presence on them, by virtue of my friendly disposition and general sweetness!
Ellie giggles her infectious giggle. Biggs furrows his brow, as though he's deep in thought. Ellie continues to look up at him hopefully. After a few moments, he finally responds.
Biggs: I may have to keep looking over my shoulder now for my own sake, but if you were there, I'd have to do it for the two of us. Please, just give me a little bit longer to get more of a feel for the situation.
Ellie has a disappointed look on her face, but nods her head begrudgingly in agreement with Biggs.
Ellie: Okay. But could you do me a favor and talk to Montana this week about it. I know that a lot of the other guys have their girls with them, and I want to be there too.
Biggs: I can do that. It's just a matter of time, sweetie. I'm just cautious because I care about you, and don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you.
Ellie: I know!
At this, Ellie hugs Biggs again, resting her head on his chest. He hugs her back, thinking about what might actually happen if he allowed her to join him in the IWF. She was the first girlfriend he'd ever had, and Biggs couldn't help but be over protective of her. He cared about her so deeply that he couldn't stand the thought of anything bad happening to her. Visions of her being attacked or kidnapped flashed through his head, and Biggs had to blink and shake his head to get the horrible images out of his mind. At this point, Ellie looks back up at him.
Ellie: Is everything okay?
Biggs: Yeah. Yeah it is. Why don't we go get some lunch?
Ellie: Okay!
The two then make their way out of the studio and head towards the car. As is his custom, Biggs holds Ellie's door open for her, and offers his hand to help her down into the car, before running around to the other side of the car and hopping in to drive to the restaurant.