(Dave Harley sits in a huge recliner in his Chicago home. Standing next to him is his Personal Assistant Jill. She has a document in her hand. The paper quivers as Jill's hands shake - she has come to deliver her employer some bad news.)

Harley: A tie?

(Harley sits up. He has a large cocktail in his hand. It is multicoloured, with an umbrella sticking out of it and the odd piece of fruit floating on cocktail sticks in it. He looks Jill straight in the eye. He stares deep in to her soul. She has never felt frightened of Harley. Not until now.)

Harley: A f*cking tie?!

(Harley jumps from his chair and hurls the cocktail across the room. Jill lets out a shriek as the shards of glass fly across the room. But Harley is not finished. He kicks over the coffee table in front of him, sending his assortment of comic books to the floor. He then grabs the TV and rips it from the wall. There is a spark as the screen cracks and shatters against an overturned table leg. Harley turns back to Jill.)

Harley: I'M the Wrestler of the Year! I will share that privilege with no-one. ESPECIALLY NOT MAL SOMERS!

(Jill drops her small stack of papers. They flutter to the ground and she hurriedly tries to pick them up.)

Harley: I'm the WWA World Champion. The leader of Devil's Own. I taught Mal a lesson when he became Champ and he didn't even see it coming. Nobody saw it coming. That's how smart I am! I put a restraining order over that asshole and used it to take the World Championship - that's how smart I am! I sent Ian Tense packing and I'm this close to sending that idiot Craven Moore to the retirement home to join him. And to crown it all, I'm making the President of this very company my own personal lapdog as of Monday. That's how smart I am. That's why I'm the one and only Wrestler of the Year!

(Jill watches Harley. She can see the fire raging in his eyes - he enjoys this. He enjoys this more than anything he did with X Corp. Harley was a power-crazy, megalomaniacal, delusional psycho. She understood why all of Harley's previous partnerships had failed - Jonny Carnage, Mal Somers - Harley couldn't stand to share the spotlight. He wanted it all. He still wants it all. Harley slumped back down in his chair, slightly calmer, more focused...Harley at his most dangerous...)

Harley: This Meltdown we'll see who's the real Wrestler of the Year - that joke of a former Champion or the man who has Warr right where he wants him. Like it or not, this Monday...the Devil will have his day!