("Natural One" by Folk Implosion blasts throughout the arena as Natural Nate Neptune makes his way out of the back. He slaps hands with the fans as he makes his way down the aisle and runs up the ring steps and hops over the top rope. He shakes the ring announcer's hand as he grabs the microphone and begins speaking.)
Natural Nate Neptune: Things have gone better than I ever could have imagined as I embark upon my full time singles career here in WUW. And tonight I have my greatest challenge yet... tonight I face Pratfall in a Last Blood match. Not exactly a situation I'm familiar with. I pride myself on being the best technical wrestler I can... excelling at wrestling in it's most natural form. But, I don't get to make the choices and if the higher ups and my fans want to see this match, then I won't disappoint. Pratfall, we've battled before, and I know that like me you are trying to make a name for yourself here. I respect you and your ability, but I'm focused and nothing will stop me in my quest to prove that I'm just as good... no, better in singles action than I was as a team team specialist. May the best man win!
(Nate hops over the top rope to the apron and tosses the microphone back to the ring announcer before heading back up the aisle, once again high fiving fans on the way)