The Return, is the only tagline that comes to mind when thinking upon the pairing of Zarek Lyle versus Jessica Michaels. In just so happens to be the perfect description to describe the match, and the path that both competitors have traveled. Is there really any other word that would describe this match as well as this? I would say not, but I'll leave it up to you. Think of a word that would tred light upong the situation that both Jessica Michaels and Zarek Lyle find themselves in. Think of the perfect way to describe what this match could mean for both competitors. The differences are an amount to great to mention, and the journey between the two in uncomparable, but finally, their paths were crossed.

Jessica Michaels has made BUD her home, for longer than most people that occupy the federation. She's had many enemies, allies, and has personal history with the federation itself. A couple weeks ago, Jessica took an LOA for an unknown reason a couple weeks ago, and has recently returned to her home in BUD. Zarek Lyle, on the other hand, hasn't been in the company long enough to call it his home. Infact, his contract has only been active for a little over four monthes. For a couple weeks now, Zarek has been slipping from his game, not being able to show the spark that he once had. This is the weeks he vows to make a return to competition. Isn't it ironic these competitors will find each other across the ring come Monday night? Well, only one person can have a successful comeback? But who will it be?

The sounds of birds chirping, the wind blowing against the microphone, and the absence of city sounds, suggests a nature backdrop. The scene opens to reveal a vast sea of yellow and green blowing in the afternoon breeze. A second glance shows the sea to be nothing but endless daisys. The camera starts on the right side, and then moves to the left side, and for the most part, all you can see is yellow and green. But there's something wrong, there's something out in the field. A blackness, something dark, appears to be in the daisys. As the camera gets closer, the figure sits up, and of course, it's Zarek Lyle.

"You know, there's a good reason why I decided to accept your open challenge, Jessica."

Without warning, Zarek stops his conversation and looks down at the daisys. He gazes at one in particular before suddenly reaching down and plucking it from it's stem. He twirls it in his fingers for a couple seconds with a laugh, and then places it between his fingers. He takes one of the yellow petals into his fingers and softly pluckes it.

He continues plucking will saying, "I will win, I will lose, I will win, I will lose. Ah well, we just won't count that one."

All that is left of the daisy is a small green stem, which Zarek casts off with a flick. "Anyways, I've heard time and time again, Jessica, that you don't get the respect that you deserve. I've heard time and time again that you have been constantly underestimated and are highly underrated. I'm sure I've said this once before, but in my match with Dannica, your name came up a few times, and she declared the same thing that I've been hearing throughout Bytches Ultimate Domain. When you issued that challenge, I thought, hey, here's a perfect chance to see if the rumors are true. Here's a perfect chance to witness first hand, the talent of Jessica Michaels, which has been made out to be something extravagant. I accepted your challenge, Jessica, because I wanted to see for myself what you have to offer."

"I've always looked upon yourself as being able to put on a decent match, but then again I thought the same of Emerald. It seems you two have something in common. I believed Emerald wouldn't stoop to the ways of Nova, but she did. I don't know what's going on with you and Mason, but does it really matter? Just know I expect more from you then what I recieved from her. Even though this is a hardcore match, it doesn't mean anyone can get involved, so keep your lover, ex-lover, whatever, out of this, and we'll be find."

Again, without warning, Zarek looks at the daisys that are surounding him. He's almost ready to try his luck again at this whole plucking flowers deal. He reached forward and took another daisy from its stem, slipping it in between his fingers. Cue the little song majig.

"I will lose, I will win, I will lose. Damnit."

A little frustrated, Zarek flicks the second stem away. "Uhh...moving on, you seem to talk a lot about hardcore, Jessica. You do a lot of bragging, but maybe you deserve it, I don't know, I obviously haven't been around these parts as long as you have. Maybe you have a right to brag, I mean, people did say you used to be a psycho bitch. But you speak upon the subject as if I have no experience with it. Just because I haven't been in the big time as long as you have, Jessy, doesn't mean I haven't experienced hardcore. I was in this underground fed, it was called Deathcore Wrestling, where we didn't have a ring, it was a pit, where weapons were legal every single match you were in. There's been House of Wood matches, Thumbtack turnbuckle matches, Taipei Death matches, Barbed wire Massascreso on and so fowarth. So with your mainstream hardcore, versus my underground hardcore, this should be a very interesting match."

"I may not have as much mainstream experience as you, but don't underestimate me, it's a common mistake that most of my opponents. Especially now that I've been labeled to be 'losing my shine', I would advice you still not to brush this off like nothing. I like you Jessica, I have no idea but I like you, as a wrestler, and I would honestly like to say that this will turn out to be a pretty good match. But you see, I can't exactly say that if you sit there on your high horse expecting me to no show. It's typical though. I mean, you've been gone for a bit, so when you come back, all you have is the word of others. The word of people like Emerald. I may have been 'losing my shine', but don't place all your chips on it."

Cue the repeated action of picking a flower and repeating the song thinger. "I will win,  I will lose, I will win, I will lose, I will win, I will lose, I will win...I will lose. God damnit, every time!"

"Listen Jessica, all I can say is that you better bring your fricken' A game. For the past few weeks, I've been some place else. Not psychically, but mentally. This week, is something different. I am back in the game and I am ready to take on all comers. Didn't I say you would get more out of the match if your went with me rather than Leaky? Or did you take me up on my offer because you simply thought I'd be an easy way out. No matter. First it's you, and then it's Emerald. Consider yourself a small hurdle on my way back to my gold. So all I need to do, is jump.

Hmm...should he risk it? The flowers had not been in his favor the past couple of times, so would the results really be any different if he tried it again? I guess we'll find out. "I will win, I will lose, I will win, I will...win!....Fine, lose, whatever!"

Mumbles as he stood up. "God damn stupid flowers..."

Fade to black.