February 3rd was a night of second chances. Paul Heyman was given a second chance at relevancy when he founded a new stable in what is becoming the ever growing stable tension that is sure to hit a head in the near future. Paul Heyman, the man with the plan as decided to get into the stable game himself, leading a small group, The Axis which made of up and comers such as The Titan and Brock Lesnar, as well as an unnamed Riot Cop. The group’s announcement came at the expense of Neonero, Paul Heyman’s nemesis, the former of which took a beating for his troubles. For a few minutes Paul Heyman was rolling around like a pig in sCENSORED, he was back as the General Manager of Madness only two weeks after being unceremoniously fired by that duplicitous power monger Morgan Eldred, but he also has his own band of merry men to lead around. Everything was perfect in Paul Heyman’s world.

And then just like that it all came crashing down. Paul Heyman was given a second chance, only to have it all taken away by Neonero and the Administrative Network. Nero has indeed found himself in good Company. As he announced to the world that not only is he the newest member of the XWF’s new power elite, The Company, but that he will also be hosting Monday Night Madness next week as the XWF goes back to London for the second installment of Nero Games.

The next dose of second chances saw the triumphant return of Sebastian Duke into the welcoming arms of John Madison. It seems desperate times call for desperate measures as The Black Circles recent splintering caused John Madison to reach back into the annals of history to bring back ole faithful, The King of Darkness, a man who not too long ago was cast out of “paradise” by the very same man who offered his hand in friendship again. And just like that The Black Circle went from left for dead to reinvigorate. It appears that Shane had a few more tricks up his sleeve yet.

Pryce Towers
Theo Pryce’s Office


“Sir I have a Kain here to see you.” The raspy yet bubbly voice exclaims over the speaker of Theo’s phone.

“Kain…Kain who?”

“He didn’t give a last name sir; he just said his name was Kain and that he was here to check up on the progress of a project you are working on for him and his brother.”

“Oh, yes, that Kain. Send him in.”


Theo walks over to his dry bar and pours himself a double of Whiskey while he waits for Kain to make his way into the office, a bit of a departure from how Theo’s visit’s with Micah’s family usually starts. All of that despite having some of the best security money can buy. Vampires, what can you say? As Theo turns from the bar Kain enters his office, dressed in an all black suit with a black button up shirt and a skinny black tie, channeling Johnny Cash but with a buzz cut.


“Kain, you could have called.”

“I could have. But I prefer to conduct business face.”

“And I prefer for my meetings to be on the books. But you’re here now and at least you had the courtesy to ask before just bursting in which is more than I can say for some.”

“Yeah that mother of mine, she has a way about her.”

“Indeed, how is she?”

“The same.”

“You know, it might not be a bad thing that you are here. I am in need of some information that you are unequally qualified to provide.”

“Is that so? What information could I possibly provide for you?”

“Your father.”

“Damien?”

“What? No. Who the heck is Damien?”

“He’s my father. Based on your response I assume you are actually referring to my step father Michael?”

“That depends, is Michael’s last name Radio?”

“It is.”

“Then yes, I am talking about him.”

“What about him?”

“Well as fate would have it, he and I have a match coming up. And I know very little about the guy except that he very clearly had your mother before I did.”


Before Theo could even get all of the words out of his mouth Kain was within striking distance closing the gap between them almost instantaneously. While Kain is known for being slightly reckless and unafraid of anyone he took a second to think things over and rather ending Theo in an instant like he could he decided to let things play out.


“Calm down there kid, nothing I said there was inaccurate. I mean, he did come first right? At least, that’s what I heard.”


Again another quick movement, this time followed by a threatening stare.


“I’m kidding Kain, sort of. Look, here’s the deal. As I said, I have a match with your father and I literally know nothing about the guy. I don’t even know what he looks like, what his strengths and weaknesses are. Nothing.”

“You two both work for the same wrestling federation and you’ve never met each other?”

“It’s a big place Kain. We don’t all congregate for pre match meals.”

“I see. Well, what do you want to know?”

“Anything. What are his strengths, weaknesses, and temperament? Hell, what does he even look like? Where is he from? I literally know nothing about your father.”

“I can see that. Well for starters he is from outer space.”

“Another alien? Seriously?”

“Yes, seriously. Originally he came to the XWF under the guise that he was your, Mr. Supernova’s brother. But he later admitted that it was all a lie, a ploy that he thought was clever to help him get rich and famous. He’s rather good at that.”

“Which one lying or admitting when he’s wrong?”

“The former.”

“Go on.”

“He fancies himself a technical brawler though from what I have seen of him in the ring that’s not an accurate description. As for weaknesses…wrestling.”

“I see. I take it you aren’t a huge fan of his?”

“Not particularly.”

“Care to elaborate on why?”

“I just think he’s a lying, weak, man child.”

“Alright then. Tell me how you really feel.

“Well let’s see, you had sex with my mother, his then Fiancé, and he did what about it?”

”Nothing as far as I know.”

“Exactly, nothing. If that were me, I would have killed you before you could take your next breath. “

”Are you dating anyone?”

“No why?”

”Well if you were I was going to ask for a picture so I know who to stay away from.”

“Smart man.”

”I’ve been told that. So anything else I should know. Such as, what does he look like?”

“Short black hair, dresses like he worked a summer at Hot Topic.”

“Ahhhh, one of those types.”

“If by those types you mean Goths, than yes, he is in fact one of those types.”

“I thought people grew out of that phase after the 10th grade. Does he sit at home and listen to Type O Negative?”

“I can’t really speak on that, he and I don’t really talk and obviously, I don’t sit at home wondering what he is doing.”

“Fair enough. Well Kain you have been immensely helpful. Do tell your mother I said hello and you can see yourself out.”

“Wait, I came here for an update on the blood sample you were given.”

“Oh that’s right, you came here looking for answers, funny how that worked out. Come, let’s have a seat over at my desk and we can update you on the progress of project code name “Twlight.””

“Your penchant for sarcastic wit is truly unrivaled.”

“As is your skillful use of irony.”


Theo escorts Kain over to his desk where he motions for Kain to take a seat in one of the chairs situated opposite of where Theo will be seated. Theo types a few things into his keyboard and a few images pop up onto his screen. He glances them over and with a quick motion turns the screen roughly 90 degrees so that Kain can view what is on the screen.


“Ok so here is where we are at…”


Fade to black.