Like the other house, this one is also 'bugged' to show everything happening in the home they are staying in. Alvald can be seen walking from one room, crossing the hallway and into the burned master bedroom of the home they are staying in, sitting down on the large bed Ghost Tank is sleeping on and nudging him. This time he would just call out to the man instead of pushing him, for fear that even he could hurt the large man after the brutality of War Games

Mister Ghost Tank! It's time for you to wake up, sir!

With a grumble Ghost Tank stirred and moved, looking to Alvald before speaking in a low, sleepy voice

Thank you, Alvald.

After his recent promo, Ghost Tank had resewn his own face, and oddly enough, it looked just as good as a Doctor's suturing. He yawned, rubbing his eyes of the sleepiness only for Alvald to still be sitting there

Alvald, is there something I can help you with?

Well, I was wondering how you are feeling. You don't look good. You have so many wounds from War Games, that I wonder if you're actually near one hundred percent.

Ghost Tank chuckled, shaking his head

Well, Alvald, they did a number on me. My head took the most damage during War Games. Broken nose, head split open, face ground against the cage. It wasn't exactly fun, but I enjoyed it.

Then why did you sign up for Warfare? Why not let yourself heal first so your opponent didn't have an advantage?

The larger man shook his head again, laughing a bit before responding

Because, Alvald, I am not a coward. There will be some who choose to lay down, relax after the lumps they took. I choose to fight on. I want to show everyone in XWF that I am a force to be wary of. What better way to do that, than to have another match so soon after War Games? Plus, look at where we are. One of the greater cities in the United States. I was born and raised here. If I didn't choose to come here, then I would've been in some other city, preparing for the King of the Ring tourney, and honestly, I felt a little homesick.

He grinned, and Alvald nodded, smiling back

I guess I can understand your reasoning, sir. Are you enjoying your time back home at least?

Ghost Tank nodded before responding

Of course. Now I'm a bigger name. I love this city, even if they don't love me. Think I had a couple of threats from people who were on Team Azrael's side during our fight.

Both of them laughed, before Alvald spoke again

What do you think of Jill Lorder? I saw her match, and she did very well.

Ghost Tank smiled slightly

Well, I'd be lying if I said I don't find her attractive. A woman who can prove herself to the world that she isn't just another pretty face, is a woman that can be your equal. I've always believed that of the sexes, women are stronger. Look at the things they have had to go through in history. Degradation, humiliation, inequality. They were told they were good for nothing more than homemaking and baby making. However, this isn't true. In the Bible it's shown that they were viewed as the source of all evil, that they were property to their fathers and husbands. Even in today's culture, they're told that if they dressed a certain way when they were raped, that it was their fault. I applaud Jill's determination. I applaud any woman who has joined the XWF to show the world that they are someone to not be fucked with. To be respected. Should I lose to her, and I doubt I will, she will have made a name for herself in one of the best ways possible aside from fighting a champion and winning. She will be known as the Monster Slayer, the one who beat the new breed that brought ruin to those on Team Azrael. No matter the outcome, though, I feel she will have a good future in the XWF.

Alvald nodded and stood up,

Well, GT, shall we shoot the next promo?

Ghost Tank nodded and as Alvald left, the camera faded to black as Ghost Tank rose from the bed, wearing only a pair of black pants.




The screen flickers and the first thing seen is a large pool, seemingly filled to the brim. The current angle doesn't reveal much, but then the camera moves slowly, while Ghost Tank's voice speaks over it in a eerily calm voice

Do you know what happens to a man, who has lived a life of hardships? Do you know what happens to his enemies? Do you think you can understand the atrocities he has committed to get to where is? The pain inflicted on himself and others?

That is when the camera reveals that the liquid within the pool was crimson, and very slowly, something started to come out of the liquid while his voice continued to speak,

Jill Lorder, you face no ordinary man at Warfare. You face something completely unknown. You face a Beast, you face... a Monster. During War Games he showed everyone his priorities, destruction first, winning last. Should you win at Warfare, it will not be without being scarred eternally, mentally and physically. The Monster will conquer you, and turn you into another mark upon his record. Another body to the tally.

Soon it would be revealed that Ghost Tank is the one slowly rising from the blood pool. His once neon green hair now blood red, as is his flesh. As he rises, he opens his eyes, revealing the blacked out right eye and neon green left eye. The camera begins to zoom out as he moves closer and closer, rising higher and higher and his voice rings out once more through the video

Jill, you think you know what fear is. You think you know what pain is. I, however, am true fear. I bring true pain. I have gone through trials and tribulations to get to this point in my life. I have been the destruction of many men who have thought themselves heroic Slayers. I have broken men that used to believe that they were my betters. Kessler, Knight, JACK. These men tried to put me out of the match for good, but what happened? I hurt them more than they did me. Next month, I will break Maverick and The Horseman in the same week.

By now, Ghost Tank is almost completely out of the liquid, wearing only his black pants with the neon green GT on the outer thighs, which was tinted red as well. His feet bare and crimson colored. This time he spoke, it was not a voice over, but from his very lips

I have bathed and reveled in the blood of my enemies. I have spilled my own blood as well. Jill, when Warfare comes, you will know pain, you will experience fear. I am no Biblical Beast, no epic tale Monster. I am dread, I am torment, I am fury, I am power, I am speed. I am the destroyer of all you hold dear. I am the fire that burns your surroundings and then fills your lungs with smoke, choking you until you are limp and lifeless. I am something that will never be comprehended, that will never be stopped. You will not win at Warfare, and you will be like the men before you, Broken. Try as you might in our match, you will find that it is futile to go against me. The Maiden will fall to the Monster. Beauty will be ravaged by the Beast. Mangled beyond all recognition. The Beast has your scent and is on the hunt. Jill, at Warfare...

He grinned wide, revealing the disgusting looking black teeth

I will eat you alive.

He began to laugh that darker version of his signature laugh, sounding even more eerie, even more deranged, even more spine chilling as the video fades to black and those neon green words flooded the screen.

Can You HearThe Screams?