[The scene opens up to an empty room where a table lies leaning against a plain white all. The room seems so small that some people might be so scared they'd stop breathing. Grim has come back to his roots, the starting arena where he left from to start his career, many, many years ago. Austin, Texas. Not only is this place symbolic, but its the spot of the upcoming PPV presented by the HWA ... Final Truth. The match stipulation has been set in stone, much like the fate of both Punisher and Jordan Michaels. As all realize this may be Grim's last match ... others think its a starting point for others to get somewhere. Grim sits on a milk crate, leaning forwards with his face buried into his hands. His elbows propped up off his knees he just sits there with the table towering him from behind.]

[Grim moves his hands off his face and breathes in through his nose as he wipes his face down from the forehead down, in a deep sweat. With the same hand, he runs his palm through his hair brushing it back a bit, and then falling back to where it was before he moved it. Grim whips his head backwards and turns to the camera with a disgusted look on his face. His thoughts, disgusted for the recent happening within HWA. Grim shuts his eyes and turns slowly away from the camera, with a look as if he were to brust out in tears. But no, Grim, showing no emotion stands up in front of the camera. He bends over and picks up the milk crate. A strange uncanny noise can be heard echoing through the hallways from which lead out of this room. The noises seem to be screeching noises. Grim ignores them and seemingly blocks out all sounds that would usually frighten a meer man. After a moment of pausing, he stands there holding the milk crates in his hands. Looking away from the hallway door.]

[Grim suddenly startles the camera man as he tosses the milk crate at the wall and it smashes with such an impact that the wall sounds metal and sends a vibrating noise throughout the tiny enclosed room. As the crate bounces off the wall, he falls to the ground and bounces once and twice more before coming to a complete stop. The noise fails to exist. Grim stumbles over towards the table, and collaspes at an angle to it sliding down against the wall. Grim once again runs his hands through his hair and looks up towards the camera, sitting with one knee propped up and the other one extended out in his usual attire.]

[Grim Reaper:] What has overcome me? It's something too big for me to handle, its something that has basically taken over my mind and drove me to do thing I would not do when I'm ... well ... uh ... 'normal'. My cry of help was answer by the HWA booking committee. There is only one thing that can be done, to help me ... and that is to end it all. Punisher along with myself have gone through battles over and over before. But it needs to stop. It NEEDS to stop ... and at Final Truth, Punisher, we'll finally see who is the hardcore icon of HWA. Flaming table match ... Punisher, you're going to witness what a carcus looks like after flying through a flaming piece of wood that is propped up by two metal supporters. For me, I've witness this act once before ... about 2 years ago ... right before the Empire State Building match ... it was a match that led up to the Empire State Building match in New York City ...

~~~Flashback begins: It shows Grim Reaper battling with his long time enemy Kain, in the match that led up to the Empire State Building match. Back in XWCF. Tag team flaming table match. The stipulation was made that if Kain or Grim would pin the other one, either one of the two would be crowned the World Championship, which was vacant at the time. The flashback opens up to a jam packed arena, relatively small. The camera switches to a different view, a face view of Grim standing with his partner and brother ... Christopher Cool. Cool standing on apron as Grim, looking much younger than he does now, stands in the ring adjusting his wristbands and moving his hair in back of him. The camera sways over to the other side of the ring with a blur effect, there stands the seven foot three monster known as Kain in the other corner, ready to start this match with Grim. His partner, none other than the man that stabbed Grim in the back a few weeks piror and joining the ranks of Kain and his growing stable, Viper. As the bell rings, the scene fast forwards, it appears to later in the match, which a table propped up against the far turnbuckle and Cool along with Grim tired and weakened along with the other team members as well. Cool applies a headlock on the tired out Viper. Kain steps into the ring without a tag and shoves his palm into the face of the referee and shoving him clear across the ring almost. Grim kneeled down on the apron tries to regain his head before re-entering the ring to get him some more. Kain begins pouring gasoline over the table propped up in the corner. Kain pulls it out of the corner and slides it underneath the bottom rope. He steps over the top rope and sets up the table outside the ring, right in front of the announcer's table. Kain grabs a book of matches from the corner by the steel post and lights the table ablaze. Inside the ring Viper grasp Chris Cool and delievers a high elevated over-head belly to belly suplex over the top rope and crashing through the burning table. The ref tells the announcer that Chris has been eliminated as pramedics help him to the back to examine his wounds. Grim tumbles into the ring dazed through the second rope. Viper and Kain take full control of the match, eliminating the referee and Chris Cool, so they can focus on Grim Reaper. Kain tells Viper to go get a table and bring it into the ring. Grim still dazed, pushes himself out of Kain's grasp while Viper is out of the ring grabbing a table. Grim bounces off the ropes and hits a jumping clothesline trying to knock the big man over. He goes against the other end and repeats. Viper, the 6'5" other man, charges Grim as Kain is dazed and stumbling backwards. Grim ducks as Viper charges and clotheslines Kain out of the ring and to the floor hard. With Viper and Grim in the ring, and the table lying on the mat next to the apron Viper swings at Grim but he catches him and delievers a over head t-bone suplex to the mat. Grim staggers over towards the table and steps it up, grasping his knee in pain. Grim sets up the table and pours the other contain of the two onto the table. He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a book of matches, before he can light the table Viper clobbers him from behind and picks up the matches. Viper lights the table on fire and irish whips Grim towards the far ropes, preparing for a back body drop through the table. Grim stops and boots him in the face once. Grim hooks a suplex position and preforms a front face suplex sending Viper through the table, stomach first and eliminating him. EMT run down and slide into the ring. Grim punches them out, one by one so Viper is left unattended too. Grim falls into the turnbuckle and down to the mat, tired out from the beating. Meanwhile Kain tosses a table over the top rope and slides in after it. Grim watches on from the corner as Kain prepares the table, setting it up and lighting it on fire. Grim rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair from ringside, as Kain's back it toward him fixing up the table for Grim. Viper begins moving and slides out of the ring, grabbing another table and setting it up slowly outside the ring as Grim slides back into the ring with the chair. As Grim gets in he walks right towards Kain with the chair and swings it at his head the moment he turns to look at him. After knocking him backwards halfway and almost back first through the table, Grim backs up, runs and climbs the turnbuckles. As grim reaches the top most part of the turnbuckle with chair in hand, he turns around and dropkicks the chair into the face of Kain. The slapping noise of the flesh against steel was sickening. Kain fell backwards and through the flaming table. The referee who had gained a bit of consciencness before calls for the bell. Grim celebrates in the ring, holding the chair up into the air. Kain pops up right away, with a furious look on his face. Grim turns around after the pop ovation and runs right into the hands of Kain, who has grasped both his large hands around Grim's neck and pushing him towards the apron where Viper is outside the ring. Viper, lights the table on fire after pouring gas on it while the camera was off screen. Kain lifts Grim into the air in a double handed chokeslam and tosses him over the top rope and head first flying through the table. Viper and Kain left after that, leaving Grim in a burning wreckage, buried in pieces of a table after it being put on fire. The flashback ends with a shock of light on the screen.~~~

[Grim Reaper:] You see Punisher ... you were the only fool along with Michaels who would have excepted this match. A match in which I've felt before, and I've felt dearly. My neck, compressed ... I thought I had been paralyzed on the spot. But someone gave me an extra chance. Punisher ... if that is what it takes to defeat you to prove that I am without a doubt, the Hardcore Icon of HWA, then so be it. I'm older now, I have more at risk here ... this time, my neck might be broken ... once and for all ... but as the saying goes ... a man's gotta do ... what a man's gotta do. Punisher, be forwarned the the bell tolls at the start of the match, there will be nothing and I mean NOTHING that will stop me from doing what I have to do, in order to prove to you, and the entire world that not only are you nowhere on my level, but that you'll NEVER ... EVER ... be on it either.

[Grim stands himself up, pushing his back against the wall, sliding up it slowly. Once he gets up high, he pushes himself off of the wall and gains his balance on his feet, instead of relying on the wall for support. Grim begins to walk towards the door of the room, and into the errie corridor. Grim begins walking down the hallway towards the darkness as the hallway is semi-lit up. The camera follows Grim at his side, while they walk down the hallway at the same pace.]

[Grim Reaper:] Punisher, you probably think in your peasized brain that I'm not concentrating on the other part of this match, because there is. Well you're wrong ... Jordan Michaels. Jordan Michaels Who?, Is what I ask. He has done absolutely nothing in my eyes and I don't think he'll last to the end of the match, especially with me in it. You see, Michaels, you committed the worst act of your pathetic excuse for a life when you attacked me ... from BEHIND ... with a baseball bat. What does that prove? Huh? You're tough, you attacked a man that was already in a hard fought battle hardcore match. A man that had his back turned, and you're the man that needed a weapon's help to get the job done. Well then, Michaels, as for Sunday goes, and Final Truth ... you shall be the one that ends up hurt and when its said and done, don't go cry to your mommy. In fact, you probably won't even be able to walk after the match.

[As Grim continues walking, the corridor starts to slant downward. The lights more dim then before and it makes it a little harder to see now. Towards the bottom is a puddle of water, it can be seen in the light on the camera. Grim begins walking down the slanted walkway as the camera follows him. Without speaking a word, Grim walks directly through the puddle, a little less than ankle deep. As the water ends after a few moments, the walkway begins moving upwards now. The camera follows as they get nearing the top.]

[Grim Reaper:] You might think I'm crazy ... then again you might not. For what? Making this match, setting the challenge. Yes both men have had one ups on me. But you know, none of the times we've battled, none of them could be done fairly. Let's rewind. The first sneak attack by Punisher ... cracking a glass mug over my skull from BEHIND ... What did that prove? He could hit me in the darkness with a weapon, when I wasn't prepared for a fight, and then toss me to the shrub area. That's something to be impressive about. Bad Intentions ... Punisher, I was prepared that time, because when you came after me, I was expecting something and I fought back, what was the result of that? The result was tons of officals in the back trying to break it up. Now what happened? Me and Punisher finally got our little match, just to have it interupted and ruined by that spotlight hog, Jordan Michaels. Jordan used a baseball bat, and showed how much of a man he was by attacking myself along with Punisher, whom were already tired out from the beating we handed out to one another a few moments early. Oh Oh ... and we cannot forget before that match even started ... Punisher attacked me once AGAIN ... but this time with a lead pipe, from behind, dont act surprised. Now, what message that sent to me was that Punisher was a scared man and was afraid to face the Reaper at his fullest. Now I don't blame him ... it's a normal fear most men have ...

[Grim Reaper makes it to the top of the slanted walkway traveling upward. The lights grow stronger again and show more to the surroundings. Grim Reaper stops and once again collaspes against the wall. This time digging into his coat pocket as he slides against the wall and to the floor. As he pulls his hand out of his pocket, the camera appears to catch a look at it, appearing to be a photograph. The picture of his younger brother Chris Cool and Grim, as children ... Grim grasp it tightly as he thinks to himself. Remember what happened after that tag team flaming tables match.]

[Grim Reaper:] Damn, I miss my brother ... for you see, after the tag team match I experienced at the hands of Kain and Viper ... with my brother Chris by my side, the whole thing seems like a blur. As if it were never to have ever happened at all. But it did ... I remember the pain I felt ... when my brother was hurled over the top rope and through the table ... much like myself. After I was tossed through the table after winning the match ... its a blur. All I remember ... is the look on Kain's face as he held me high into the air, with a look of hatred, as if he wanted to kill me so badly. I was crowned XWCF World Champion after eliminating Kain in the match. The blur makes me think that the match never even took place, and my mind is just toying with me, like it always has, throughout my entire life. But I know it was real ... I felt the pain in that match. No ... not the pain of my neck being compressed so hard he felt like it was snapped in two. No, this feeling was more of a mental pain. The pain I felt after my brother was tossed through the table ... it left a scar inside of me, that eats at me everyday. You might be thinking, why does it? You saw him after the match and talked to him probably. But that is where you're wrong ... you see, after the EMT's took Chris to the back ... and I layed lifeless in the pile of rubbage. Once I pulled myself up and crawled to the back, Chris was nowhere to be found. His wife ... saying he had been missing. See I haven't seen my brother for almost a decade. I don't know what happened to him, or if he is dead. So this match, not only is for me to prove something to Punisher and Jordan Michaels, but this match ... is to prove my respect for my brother Chris. Punisher, Jordan Michaels, you're in the hell of a ride, prepare yourselves. I usually end these promos with a quote I use often ... but I'm not done ...

[The scene goes to static right as soon as he finishes that quote. End Tape 1. Insert Tape 2.]