*Jack Rogue's music hits again and the arena explodes with boos and jeers louder than before, as the audience had hoped to hear from Rogue's newly reconciled rival and former employer, Andersen Vega. Once more, Jack emerges microphone and championship in hands*
Jack: Cut... the fucking MUSIC! When will you fucking learn, numbskull?!
*Rogue makes as if to walk back through the curtain but as his music cuts abruptly, he shakes his head, turns around and storms down to the ring*
Jack: You lot can shut your fat mouths again, I'm almost as annoyed to have to be called out here twice, as you are to see me... don't see me getting the treatment of the guy I made irrelevant at WrestleDynasty, huh?
*Jack rolls into the ring under the bottom rope and drapes his championship over his shoulder before continuing*
Jack: Except, this time, I have some semblance of a reason to be proud of this accolade. Andersen Vega and I went to war twice. He beat me and won my contract because I was chained up like a dog by my scruples and hesitation to do what I had to, he put me through the emotional torture that helped me see what I had to do... and then two weeks ago, after shrugging off the chains and setting this beast free, I destroyed him and regained the freedom I had already got from within myself. And yet... I stand before you the Intercontinental Champion, but he is somehow the Undisputed Champion! Except he's not, because I dispute his reign. Oh sure, he won two matches at WrestleDynasty and beat a total of six other men to claim that title, but none of them, not even all of them combined have a damn thing on me! I'm your Intercontinental Champion and I will be for as long as I damn well please, because no-one in Precision knows what they're dealing with in me, the measures I will use to maintain my sovereignty.
Jack: If I feel like it, I'll beat Andersen Vega again for the Undisputed Title, and the reason he's not out here to collect that trophy is because he knows I could beat him again any time I liked. So much for your Monarchy, Blake, because I rule this shit now. You can send me the money from that trophy too, because I still don't want it. But my rivalry with Andersen Vega was symbolic of my rise to championship glory and dominance of this company... Rivalry of the Year is goddamn right. Blake, if I win anything else, just give me a lovely big clap like it's the primary school assembly awards this sham is, and then send me the extra trophy money. I'll see you all next year - when I will exercise my dominance and become the greatest Intercontinental Champion... of all time.
*Rogue throws down his microphone and exits the ring. He stops to shout at a fan a few rows back from the barricade, before walking up the ramp*
