The top three( Minion, WerWulf, and Vander)

[epic]

Save Yourself plays as the Elite Champion makes his way out to the ring. He has hanging over his shoulder the Elite Championship. He slowly makes his way to the ring. After sliding in he calls for a mic. He looks to the ramp, before placeing the mic to lips.

Now I am out here to talk to the top three. See, I think each has a right to face me for this Championship belt. Minion beat me in a ladder match, which brought him to the top three. Werwulf was the first to be ranked one, but before we could face.... Dire made a match putting Matt and Wulf. Matt winning that match so yes he earned a shot at me, I don't think it's right though. So I would like each of you to make your way to the ring. I want a match against all three of you. And in that match I will be putting this Championship on the line. So Minion, Werwulf, and Matt Vander come down here to this ring.

[DARKSIDE]

The lights fall and flames rise from the stage as Darkside's entrance music begins to play. Minion walks out onto the stage. He cautiously walks toward the ring, never taking his eyes off of Jason Epic. He tilts his head to one side, then to the other, like a curious puppy trying to inspect an angry rattlesnake.

Minion rolls under the bottom rope and gets to his feet. He walks toward the Elite Champion and then proceeds to pace back and forth in front of him. Minion's gaze seems transfixed on the shiny gold championship belt gleaming under the bright arena lights.

Minion continues to walk back and forth, looking at Epic the back to the title. He begins to growl under his breath and bare his teeth as saliva and blood drool from his mouth. He seems almost poised and ready to leap and attack Jason Epic, but the sound of someone else's entrance music stops him in his tracks....

[Coffin Puppets]

*'Welcome Home' hits and out proceeds Wulf. He makes his was down to the ring ignoring everyone else around him.

He slides in and is quickly up in front of the Champ, peering into his eyes, before backing off and leaning himself into the corner, curious as to where this may lead.*

[epic]

Jason looks to the ramp, and motions with his hands as if you say come on. He waits for the last man to show.

Well, as always Matt is tarty. That boy may never show up on time ever. Well, I got two of the three people I asked to see. So here is the deal, I have been hearing.... Bullshit, about me not earning this gold. Now, that ain't the truth, but I feel it's a good time to show the fans what a real main event looks like. So, what I say is this. I am going to put my Elite Championship on the line at Havoc. In a Ladder match, all I want to know is will you be willing to put the rankings on the line. See, if I lose I will be out of the top ten. Also I shall be not useing my rematch clause. What do you think

[Coffin Puppets]

*Wulf is quickly out of his corner and standing in front of Jason once more. He motions to a ring crewman and gets tossed a mic. He raises it to his lips.*

Werwulf: I learned a few years ago that it ain't all about that...

*he flicks the World Title on Jason's shoulder casually.*

Werwulf: I haven't been overly concerned with gold for years now. I might give it a chase for the fun, but that's all it's about, the gold doesn't even rank a close fifth.

However, what I'm assuming will be a four way ladder match, well, now that sounds like fun. You can bet your ass I'll step up and toss my ranking in. As far as the strap, well, that's just something on the side. Just make sure you're fully ready for the show I'll put on..