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{{The scene fades in. On the screen, you see in front of you the large door of Skarrphace's mansion home.
The large wooden door with the large golden doorknocker. You reach up and knock on the door.
A few moments pass, and nothing happens. Again, you knock on the door.
"He is expecting me", you think to yourself as you check your watch. "3:00 p.m., right on the dot", you think outloud.
Again, a third time you knock on the door, but before you can finish knocking rather loudly,
the door swings open and Skarrphace's butler, Johnson, stands before, covered in flour.
He looks very upset as he stares at you and then speaks to you in his English accent.}}

Johnson: Good God, man....I was on my way....you didn't have to knock so many bloody times, did you?

King Royce: Well, I'm sorry, but I don't like being kept waiting....

Johnson: Well, I was kept in the kitchen. Now, you will find Mr. Skarrphace down the hall in his study. You know where it is, so please, find your way there.

{{King chuckles to himself as he lets himself in, watching Johnson storm off in a huff.
You shut the large door behind you and immediately you hear a song playing down the hall,
echoing throughout the long corridor and into the foyer. You start down the hallway.
The heels of your shoes are making rubbery sounds on the marble flooring as you near the door to the study.
You get to the door and peer in. You see Skarrphace sitting at his computer, typing something up.
The music is playing rather loudly, but King walks in and announces his presense.}}

King Royce: President Skarrphace...? Sir...?

Skarrphace: King, have a seat at the conference table, I'll be with you momentarily....

{{King sits down at the large conference table in the center of the room. Unknowingly, he sits at the head of the table.
Skarrphace finishes what he's doing with a click and then presses a button on his keyboard which makes the monitor go black.
He stands up and turns to face King and looks at him with a grin, but a scary grin.}}

Skarrphace: King....do you know whose chair that is?

King Royce: No, Skarrphace....whose is it?

Skarrphace: Mine. Now get up.

{{King coughs as he gets up and moves to a seat down the table a bit. Skarrphace takes the seat King was in.
He places a folder down on the conference table and takes a deep breath before speaking softly.}}

Skarrphace: It would appear that my enemies grow stronger by the day. Now the Lightweight Champion resides in the camp of The Divinity and it would appear that he is firmly settled there. It's time for Murder, Inc. to react to the vile attack on our group last night at BackDraft. We will NOT stand for that sort of abuse by anyone, especially The Divinity.

King Royce: But Skarrphace, many have said it's all justified because of what happened to Vic Vega....

Skarrphace: What happened to Vic Vega?!? Listen, Vega was a casualty of war, King....he was in the line of fire and got popped. It's unfortunate, but it happens....Adam King is the most powerful wrestler in the GFWA for good reason, and he pointed out Vega as a target. We scoped the situation and took him out. And one by one, that's what we're going to do to the ENTIRE Divinity. If it means I have to fire them....so be it. If it means we have to brutally injure them....so be it. If it means permanently taking them out, one by one by damn one.....so be it. We are charged, King, with the responsibility to lead the GFWA, and I'll be DAMNED if I'm gonna let some ragamuffin group of has-beens take the spotlight in our finest moment. Murder, Inc. is the greatest assembly of talent the wrestling world has ever seen. Think about it, King....myself, Chaos....Karnage....Adam King....Ace, Sean Casey.....Tricia....we are all killing machines....at any time, we could take out an entire group....the only reason that The Divinity got a headsup on us last night is because we were unprepared, but I can assure you that will NOT happen again....the time for talking is almost done, though, King.....

King Royce: What do you mean, Skarrphace?

Skarrphace: What I mean, idiot, is that I will get back in the ring....I am getting back in the ring to show the world what it's been missing....the world cries out for the 'Phace to re-enter the ring, and I will give them what they want. Right now, I'm telling you I am going to have an opponent at GFWA Crossing The Line. I'm announcing it right now. The March Pay-Per-View will be highlighted with the 'Phace returning to GFWA action for the first time in many months. So plan right now. As far as my opponent goes....*voice trails off*

King Royce: Your opponent?!? You've already thought of an opponent?!?!?!

Skarrphace: Well, King, I am the President of the GFWA....but talent is always changing....right now, I have some....let's say....candidates for the opportunity to fight me. Chances are there will be NO titles on the line, no rankings to be decided....just a good ol' fashioned ass-kickin' contest.....and let me assure you, I am, as we speak, in the best shape of my life....no way has this front office position dulled my senses or my abilities. I am STILL and always will be THE ONLY 1 THAT MATTERS....and when the time is right, I will select my opponent for Crossing The Line and that person will be elevated to Number 1 on the 'Phace's hitlist....and as many of you already know, the ONLY way to be removed from that list is to be eliminated from it. But I'll save that for another time....I've got a meeting to attend within the next couple of hours, I'm having someone flown in to meet with me....

King Royce: A meeting? What's it about, 'Phace and who is it with?

Skarrphace: I am not really at liberty to say, but it could be a wonderful opportunity for him....*laughs*.....now go, I have many things to do, and my time with you is done....

{{Royce picks up his things and heads out the door, as Skarrphace gets up and heads back to his desk.
King walks back down the hallway and to the door, letting himself out and closing the door behind him.
The scene then fades to black.}}