”Mystery X"
-=It's the dead of night, and the city of Boston has grown quite. The camera appears to be in the slums of the city, there are a few trash cans with fires burning birght. Homeless people line the walls of a alley all bundled up for the night. The alley is a dead end and it appears to be a little city within the city, a city of povery and depravity. The night is still and silent as the less fortunate try to sleep through the night in hopes of momentarily escaping the emptiness that has become their lives. Every so often a rat surries across the alley searching for a morsel of food. From the far wall at the end of the alley a shadowed figure appears, the same figure that appeared last night at an ICWL House show. The figure still hidden in a cloak slowly walks down the alley. Faint morns and grons break the silence as the homeless try to gain some level of comfort from the cold hard pavement that is now makes up their beds. The figure stops at a trash can filled with fire and stares down at the flames as they dance out of the top of the trash can as if trying to escape the prison that holds it captive. Suddenly the same distored voice breaks the silence completely=-
Mystery Voice: "It appears my warning has fallen on deaf ears, well that is their mistake. ICWL your arrogance will be your own undoing. I have given you all the warning you will recieve, my arrival has already begun and there is no way of stopping it. I have given you, your notice, ignore it if you wish, but it will be your demise. Looking at this fire, it make me think of exactly what is going to happen to the ICWL when my arrival occurs. The ICWL are the contents of this trash can, and I am the fire. And like the flames you see before you I will consume each and every last piece of trash that makes of the ICWL, untill you are nothing, but the ash of your former exsistence. I will not play games, and my warnings should be taken extremely serious, because it's the only way you will be able to prepare for me on my inception into the ICWL. I will show no mercy, and I will not stop untill I alone am the last one standing in a sea of fallen warriors. I am not here to make friends or enemies, for you all will not be around long enough to become either. I am here for simply one reason, and one reason only. To conquer the ICWL like I have so many times to so many other places. I have been watching you all closely, and I have choosen my ingression at a time when you are all your weakest. You have all become complasent in your positions, happy to just be around. Well that is all about to change, I will shake the world that you have all become so accustom with, to a point that you will not even recognize it."
-=The shadowed figured backs up from the fire and turns to face the camera, his face is still hidden by the cloak. The figure pulls out a piece of paper, he slowly lowers his head down to the piece of paper=-
Mystery Voice: "But like I said you have all been warned, do what you wish with the warnings that I have given you. Laugh them off as just another nobody trying to make waves, in an effort to make a name for himself. But be assured I already have a name, and a reputation far greater then any of the names that are on this roster, although some of you have impressed me, well others appear to be nothing more then a joke. Shane Jenkins, I have been watching you closer then any other, and I must admit, I have become a fan of your work. You are perhaps the one I look the most forward to stepping into the ring with. Now make no mistake, this in no way clears you of your impending fate, you like all of the others will reach the same fate in the end. You will be vanquished just like the rest of them, I just look forward to my meeting with you as you appear as if you may be a challenge. The other one I look forward to meeting is Caleb Stone, you also appear as if you may be a challenge, but again your fate like the others as already been written. As far as the rest of the roster I failed to name, it's because you all appear to be nothing more then jokes in a really bad amature night at the comdey club. I mean we have the first incestual gay couple of professional wrestling in the "homophobic" tag team The Gillesp Brothers. A mentally challenge individual that gets booked almost weekly for no other reason the the enjoyment of upper management. Nothing but jokes, and I have no sence of humor, and that is why I have choosen the ICWL, because it's time people take things a little more serious around here!"
-=The figure places the paper it into the fire can, then walks past the camera and fades into the night, then camera turns around and zooms into the trash can, seeing the paper before it burns up completely. On the piece of paper is a list of all the names on the ICWL roster, then camera fades out as the paper becomes completely engulfed by the fire.=-