The camera fades in on the beautiful Honolulu, and Mastermind is seen standing on the waters edge of one of it's beaches.

The sun is shinning. It's hot. A breeze is blowing. Mastermind is looking out into the yonder of the nice blue waters.

"At least this place is not Gator invested."

Mastermind turns and looks at the camera, as he begins walking back up the beach.

"In a few hours time I'll be facing off against Gator in an extreme rules match. All week Gator has been telling us how predictable I am. How for one minute I stay glue to my chair, and he even chose to steal some stuff from Mark Flynn to get his point across."

They come to a place where Mastermind left his shoes and socks, and Mastermind sits down, and starts putting on his socks.

"I guess I'm behind the 8 ball so to speak. So Gator, you better bring your 'A' game tonight, because I can be extreme. I can be hardcore, I can use chairs, tables, whips, hell I can use 4 by 4's, but there's one thing that I definitely want to use."

Mastermind starts putting on his shoes.

"Only the strong survive Extreme matches Gator, and I'm strong in mind, as I'm in power, and in strength. I do what I do because I love what I do. You may beat me down tonight, but my heart won't ever get up. You may come up at me with all you have got, but I don't give up. You may get on top early, but I won't give up. Extreme is what I live for."

Mastermind looks about him, as people are going about their business. A couple of them have t-shirts brought from XWF.com. One of them wears a Gator shirt, Mastermind smiles as he stands and dusts the sand off from his trousers.

He looks back out into the ocean.

"Only the strong willed survive the real world Gator. Only the strong willed get to the top. Only the strong willed become Millionaires, Billionaires, and Trillionaires. Then there are those hard workers who take every day as it comes and work hard to earn a living.

"When it comes down to it Gator. When it really comes down to ending the match. The only thing you're going to feel, is when I put the Mind Controller on you. You say you know a way to get out of it? You say it's easy to get out of? But tonight is so extreme that when I beat you down? After we've finished giving one another a hell of a match, the only one who will be surviving is me. You will be so bloodied, bruised, and void of all energy, is that the only last remaining energy that you may have, is when you tap out of my Mind Controller.

"Only the strong survive Gator, and you're fucked."

Mastermind smiles, as he continues to walks again. He gets to the car park, where his limo is waiting. He turns again to soak it all in one last time.

"That's right Gator. You'll be fucked by the end of our match, that you will have no choice but to tap out, either that or you'll be unconscious, and the referee will have no choice but to end the match.

"Extreme Matches... They can be a right royal bitch."

Mastermind sighs as he sees the waves crashing in on the beach, and he feels the salt water in the air.

"At least this place is not Gator invested."

Mastermind turns and gets into the limo. The driver closes the door, and rushes to his drivers seat, and gets in. Mastermind rolls down the window. And gives the peace sign. The limo drives off.