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"Hell March" by Red Alert
The Fourth Reich's Theme Music

-[ The scene fades in from the fuzz on your screen. You are in the passenger's seat of a car, driving.
You look out the window and see familiar scenery. It would appear you are headed to the mansion of
Skarrphace. As you round the corner and head up the hill, you recognize the large iron gates in front of you
and realize that is indeed where you are. The large iron gates part as you approach, and the driver maneuvers
the vehicle up the hill towards the large mansion home of the HWO Champion. It's a beautiful California day,
around 2:15 p.m. local time. As the car stops near the front door, you get out and approach the large wooden
double doors. There is a large dragon doorknocker on one of the doors, so you grab it and rap at the door.
Within a moment or two, the door opens and Skarrphace's butler, Johnson, is at the door, looking at you with
his usual amount of disdain as he addresses you in his rich English accent. ]-

Johnson: Yes? May I help you?

Cameraman: Yeah, Skarrphace summoned me here for some interview time....he should be expecting you.

Johnson: Please come in. You'll find Mr. Vincenetti down the hallway there in his study.

Cameraman: Thanks.

-[ You come inside as Johnson shuts the door behind you and scurries off. You start down the long hallway
towards the familiar study. Passing a few pictures hanging in the hallway, then finally reaching your destination.
The door is halfway open and you peak in. Skarrphace is there, sitting at his desk, typing something on his keyboard.
You enter the room and Skarrphace speaks to you while still facing the monitor at his desk. ]-

Skarrphace: I'll be just a second....have a seat at the conference table.

-[ You do as he suggests and sit down at the conference table. The large marble table is massive in the room.
Large black leather office chairs surround the white and black marble table. There's a large antenna in the center
of the table, with what looks to be a projector of some kind almost hovering above it. If you squint your eyes,
you can see the cable holding the projector up in the air. Almost lost in the scene, Skarrphace's voice startles you
as he has moved from the desk to the conference table without you realizing it. ]-

Skarrphace: Interesting contraption, isn't it? It's a virtual 3D projector...a machine that produces holograms....after winning my match at Uberslam, I was able to purchase this with my winnings. Oh, I could've gotten it already, but I wanted to wait and spend the BWO's money, and not my own....*chuckles*....ah, Uberslam has come and gone....and Justin Sane got exactly what was coming to him....just as I predicted, I carried out my plan and destroyed the man. And in so doing, created a most formidable group. Many of you didn't see that one coming, did you? *grins* No, I don't think it was possible to see THAT coming....The Master Race and Skarrphace....teaming together...and then the 4th piece of the puzzle....Maelstrom himself....joining forces with T4R. The strong have banded together and now we are the premiere. The Revolution? The Front Office? They are competing for OUR glory. But now the task at hand comes at Tuesday Takedown....and I see that I must go from the frying pan....directly into the fire...as I face off against Kip Reed....

-[ Skarrphace reaches down and presses down on a place on the table, and quickly, with a whisper of
motion, a panel opens up on the table. Skarrphace reaches down and presses two buttons, you hear a "bleep"
and "boop" sound, and suddenly, the projector lights up with a perfect 3D image of Kip Reed, spinning in a 360 degree
angle. Skarrphace presses another button, yet another "boop" and then closes the panel. He stands up and
approaches the image, staring at it and grinning to himself. ]-

Skarrphace: This man....he is a legend. Or so I've heard. I've also heard that he's come back to show those that have arrived since his departure why he is a legend. He wants to be a teacher, or so I've heard....the Teacher and class is about to be in session he says...or so I've heard. I've also heard that he is old....older than most superstars in the BWO. Now, this man. What sort of challenge is he to the 'Phace? He must be a tough one....look at what he's accomplished in the BWO alone, not counting the countless other companies he must've surely had success in. So yes, a tough man to beat, no doubt about that. And his past surely reflects the kind of man he is and the kind of fighter he will be in Kansas City, Missouri Tuesday night....but the one thing that I'd like to remind Mr. Reed is that everything he has accomplished in the BWO is ancient history....and you know what they do to the dinosaurs, Kip....they put them in display in the museums....that's where they put ancient history, Kip....and you are history.

-[ Skarrphace walks around the table and reaches down into one of the seats. He pulls out a katana,
still in it's casing. He takes the katana out and admires the blade, the sharpness, the gleem of the metal.
He swings it around a bit, as if he knows what it's for, and twirls it around. ]-

Skarrphace: Like this? I thought you might...I borrowed it from Maelstrom....they used to use katana's like this back many, many years ago....it, too, is a piece of ancient history....like you, Kip, still useful....still potent, but it is only an instrument. Like you, you are just a pawn in the game. This civil war has erupted, and now, already, it's spiraling out of control. Berg wants to put me in a match against you. By all means. The 'Phace turns away from NO man. But make no mistake, I am at the top of my game. I have never been more focused than I am at this very moment. Coming off my destruction of Justin Sane at Uberslam, the HWO Champion is ready.....ready to take you on...and take you OUT.

-[ Skarrphace raises the katana in the air, and with one swift motion, swipes down at the holographic image
of Kip Reed, shattering it into a million holographic pieces, and as the pieces fall to the marble table, they
disappear, as quickly as they had been there, until there is nothing left but the head of Kip Reed, then it disappears. ]-

Skarrphace: And make no mistake, Kip. I am going to take you out. You picked the wrong week to switch professions. You should've stayed retired, old man. Now, the Student has become the Teacher. I've done my homework, Reed....have you?

-[ With one swift motion, Skarrphace places the katana back in it's sheath and down on the marble table.
He walks off, towards the back door of the study. As he does, he walks past the trophy case, holding the HWO
Title. It shines in the track lighting above it, gleeming, newly polished. Skarrphace is out the door now.
The scene quickly fades out to complete and total darkness and silence. ]-

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