The IUWF Arena... a sense of foreboding resides within the air. Almost a fear of bad intentions one could say... but this is the kind of night that will bring the wrestling world to its knee's, all it takes is one fatal step into the abyss known as chaos. In a darkened section of
the arena, a black haired woman, and a dark haired man sit in two chairs that are located just outside what appears to be a makeshift maintenance room, the door is open to this room... revealing several mops, brooms, mop buckets, and various other means of cleansing.
On the opposite side of the hallway, a camera sits on a tripod... awaiting the spectacle of dialogue which these two figures are about to give.
Darkani: "I smell it in the air, do you smell it?"
Darkani suddenly speaks and looks at the Spookmeister, who calmly nods in agreement.
Spook: "I do indeed my master, something is afoot tonight. Seems that things may become quite chaotic very soon. No one heeded my warning... no one seems interested unless it involves them directly. So be it then. The powers that rise may not involve
everyone... but rest assured my friends and foes... you will be involved whether you wish it or not. Justice is something that is eternal, much like me... dark or light makes little difference, justice is justice."
Darkani smiles briefly as Spookmeister finishes his comments.
Darkani: "Tell Gruesome what he gets to face tonight."
Spookmeister returns the smile and then speaks.
Spook: "Bobby Gruesome, you have been given an opportunity... a rather fruitless opportunity at that. I am no man that you can simply defeat, to unhinge my reign you must be of sterner stuff than you are made of my friend. It takes a much bigger gun than the one's you possess. But take some comfort in knowing this... as I stand over your beaten and broken body, you will transpire into a realm that is beyond your comprehension. Once there, you are given a choice... either reform yourself, or return and be annihilated once again. My list is always
active... you have the unfortunate duty of facing me tonight. Trust me, you do not want to face me again Bobby Gruesome... if you do I will end you. So I will be seeing you... remember, I am what was, is, and always will be... I am constant as the northern star."
As Spookmeister wraps up, Jay Hall stands around a corner not too far off and begins to talk to himself briefly... then begins to mutter...
Jay: "Reece, I got to get Reece tonight... that title is mine. NO ONE will stop me, not even my partner."
The scene fades rather quickly...