"Ever since I can remember wrestling has been my dream." Heather shifted her weight to her other hip as a serious look came over her face. "Since the first day that I saw it I knew that it was the thing for me. When I at first didn't find success I did give up, but when I came back I got more than I could've imagined. My whole life is surrounded by this beautiful sport and I cannot imagine doing anything differently in my life." Heather shook her head. "I want to be the first FWAR diva's champion, I want to feel gold in my hands once again because I lost it too quickly when WCW was closed down. Trust me girls, when I step into that ring it isn't just about me becoming a champion, it isn't about me beating two women that are known throughout this whole business. It's about getting my name out there and really showing FWAR what I'm made of. I'm made of a lot of things and lies isn't one of them. When I say that I'm going to get something, I get it. When I want something I know I can have it. This..it's no different from anything else in my life. When I got my first chance at a title I got it, when I got my second chance, I got it. This will be my third chance at a championship and you can be sure that the outcome will be no different from the past." Heather took a second looking at the ground. She then returned her attention to the camera. "A lot of people praise my opponents, a lot of them say that Trish Stratus is the best female wrestler there is. Well let me bring you people in on a little insight, Trish Stratus is only as good as the WWE made her. She was their golden girl, and sure she probably did a lot of hard work she probably earned a least one of those seven bullshit title reigns, but honestly there were people far better than her that had to take a backseat because she knew how to please the boss." Heather laughed to herself. "Trish, I really hope at least that gets a rise out of you, you can't keep avoiding talking about me because soon enough you're just going to sound like more of a broken record than you already do. Then again, that's your thing isn't it? The preaching respect and the goody goody attitude? Well tell me how you're showing me any respect cause you're doing a horrible job if you're actually trying." Heather shook her head. "Tisk tisk Miss Stratus, you'd think after all these years in the business you would actually know how to do things right..then again with the WWE not telling you what to do and handing you things it much be pretty damn hard to put two and two together huh?" Heather snickered. "But, you see Trish we're not there anymore, we're in FWAR. We're in a place that asks for talent not looks, a place that wants smarts not tits. Sure, I could pull it off either way, but the way FWAR runs it I can only assume that you will fall very..very short." Heather nods her head assuring that.

"Then of course there is still Miss Perez and...whatsherface tits mcgee is it? Oh something like that..who cares." Heather shrugged her shoulders. "There isn't a whole lot I can say about either of these girls that I haven't already said. They're both pathetic messes that's for sure. Cause you see that's all that is out in that ring. A lot of hot messes that can't seem to get it in their heads what real talent consists of. But lets face it, the Mayhem brand definitely got lucky, they get to have two of the most talented women in FWAR on their roster, Myself and Hadley Harper. The rest of you, you're just trying to keep up with what we have." Heather laughed. "You guys clearly can't even begin to understand what me and her are here for, what we're trying to do to this women's division. Look around for a second and tell me what you see with this women's division right now. A bunch of slutty looking cunts that have nothing better to do with their lives than flirt with anything that has a pulse. Do you girls even realize what we're here for? Wrestling? I know what I'm here for, a championship. I'm here to make an impact to show each and everyone of you what a girl with class can do." Heather placed her hands on her hips. "I'm here to teach a few girls a few lessons that they clearly need to learn. It all starts on Mayhem, it all starts with that little battle royal. A battle royal where I not only am named the first FWAR Diva's champion, but one where I make my mark on each and everyone of you. Where you guys all see what I can do in that ring and where all of you bow down to the perfection that is Heather Mackenzie." Heather took in a deep breath a grin spreading on her face as she closed her eyes for a second. She then opened them once again the grin still lurking on her face. "Oh yes, this will be fun for me. It's just too bad that the rest of you won't be able to enjoy it as much. Because you guys are about to see me doing what I do best...being the one and only Generic Bitch Killer" Heather began to laugh to herself as the scene faded.