The video springs to life, but all that can be seen, is, well, nothing. It is as if the lens cap was on. This would be untrue, however, as something reveals itself, a light in the darkness. The closer it got, though, the brighter it became. The light kept getting closer and closer still, until it disappeared. That is when the light and a voice began would sync up together, with the light disappearing during some words, but most of the time it was around. Another thing revealed is his lips were made to glow as well, adding to the effect of the light spilling out of his mouth.

Next Wednesday, I tag with Kinwrathi. Now, I don't know him. I've been looking into him, and he seems like a good partner to have. However, seeming isn't good enough. Not when we have to face people like Morbid Angel and Peter Gilmour. Even I have to step up my game! I have to make sure that I am able to fuck with the unfuckable! They've seen people like me more than likely, and where are those people? GONE! However, I have something to say to Morbid and Peter. Listen real close...

He then began to shriek while the sound of flesh being smacked against, as if someone was pounding on their chest, rang out

I! AM NOT! LIKE THEM! I! AM! A NEW BREED OF BEAST! I! AM! A NEW KIND OF MONSTER!

All of a sudden, a new light appeared, this one being neon green, glowing in the dark while Ghost Tank's voice was calmer,



Morbid, you saw victory at War Games. You were a great captain. However, my fellow Asylum member, Mickey, was a one man wrecking crew. Your team had a tough time with him. Do you know why? Because he's a sturdy little fellow. If his team had actually backed him up, do you know what would've happened to you? You would have lost. Kill whoever you want, Morbid, but, fear only works for so long. I learned this with Jill Lorder. So I decided to fuck with her head by being nice and sweet-like. Despite a certain dwarf's interference, she fought on, and I still won. Morbid, I have been on one hell of a fucking roll. Much like you led your team to victory, I was a simple piece, but did you notice what I did? Three men were taken down by me, as I bled all over the place. Take note, heed my warning, Morbid, I chose my name carefully. Silly as it may sound to people, it's something I take pride in. During the match, you will see why I chose Ghost, you will feel why I chose Tank. I know for damn sure you're going to match me, or hell, even be my better when it comes to strength. As for speed? I am one of the fastest in the XWF. Speed plus strength, equals mass destruction of which neither you or Peter will be able to truly defend against. I ask a question to you. Please, answer honestly.

Do you have nightmares, Morbid Angel? Because if you don't, after Warfare, you will. I will be the Beast that strips the Victory from you, and makes you feel defeat. Now, on to your tag partner.

Mister Gilmour, hello to you. You may not know me yet, but, by the time we face off, you will be the old King and I will be the new King. If anyone doesn't think that will happen, then I have some terrible news for them. Gilmour, there's a reason you're King, but, I don't see it, just yet. Maybe it's because I'm too new. I'm too much of a rookie. However, that's exactly why I will win the King of the Ring, and why I will win on Warfare. Even if I have to take you both on by myself, I will give it my all, and I will still win. I have a feeling though, that you won't take me seriously. After all, who am I? I have yet to win a title, but here I am, talking like I'm the greatest around. Just like any little ol' rookie, right Peter? You and Morbid have probably seen my shtick time and time again, but, know this, I am the exception. I am the man who will take down Morbid Angel and Peter Gilmour in one fell swoop. I am that destructive. Now, I ask of you, do you feel that you can trust in Morbid as a partner? Do you feel that he will have your back? Because if you do, you're a foolish King. Look at what he did to his own team at War Games. He cares about nothing, no one, and will at a moments notice, turn on you. I look forward to this tag match, Mister Gilmour. I look forward to seeing what happens to you once Morbid decides you aren't pulling your weight. He'll cripple someone you care about, or even kill them. I'm a Monster, but he's a Demon. Never trust someone like him. It will never bode well for you.

He then closed his eye, and the moment he did so, revealed another glowing eye, this one being a blood red swirl, as if the blackness was pulling a puddle of blood into the center of it,



Morbid Angel and Peter Gilmour, at Warfare you will not be going against someone like Vinnie Lane, you will be going against me. If you choose not to respect me enough to give me a fight, then I will let you know something, and that something is that ignoring me will end up with you both beaten, and your careers will sink into the abyss. Don't ignore me, don't expect an easy win. Because if you do, if you decide to treat me as a nobody and not work hard enough, then, well, you invite your own...

His mouth opened, and a shadow would move, and that shadow went across his lips before he spoke, and his glowing lips curled into a wide grin before he lets out a soft whisper

Annihilation.

Soon the neon green eye opened up, as he began to laugh his spine-chilling signature laugh as the camera begins to fade to black, and those neon green words flashed on the screen

Can You HearThe Screams?