[The place opens to a few montage's of Black's previous matches within the XWF. There is also a moment when he was briefly a Trio's Champion, and how he went insane when his newly crew dropped him in the locker room. Then the scene opens into a grainy image of a metal mask on the floor, and he picks it up and dons it.]
[Then it shifts into a barrage of fans dissing him in a warehouse...]
"John's a creep"
"John's a nobody...."
"He only got over for sucking on tampons!"
"He can't wrestle for shit!"
"I'm glad that 's failed Black Circle reincarnation abandoned John Black!"
"He's never going to be a WORLD CHAPM---"
[Then it abruptly with John with a baseball bat smashing a few TVs, and we see him turn to the camera with out the mask on, and he sits on a stool.]
“What’s god, you may not know who I iz, but I know y’all heard bout my time in the X Dub Eff, and during those times… they were something to behold. I mean, back in like 2012 err 13 or sum shit, I went through glass house. I got dumped into a pool of bloody tampons, oh hell, I ended up getting one shoved down my throat! I even wasn’t even apart of the War Games when those wannabe’s NWO started interjecting their roster on here. There had been moments where I question… if I belonged here or not.
The answer is…
I belong here!
I may not be a veteran in the eyes of the original roster of the late 90s, nor a rookie within this current crop of fresh talent. I am the one, who makes the underdogs get that bark, I am the one who makes this place known to nobodies who don’t even watch XWF, watch it. At this point, all I want to simply is this…
I am back to make XWF real raw in my own vision.
Dirty… unpredictable… Blacka den eva!
So XWF, get ready or not to get Blacklisted into my Anarchic world of pain.”