The first thing seen, is a beach, and waves slowly come to it from the open waters nearby, and then it pans from the beautiful scenery, to the terrifying sight of Ghost Tank. The man's body still healing from his wounds at the War Games pay-per-view. Stitches and staples keeping the multitude of wounds closed. He chuckled slightly as he began to speak, looking out towards the beautiful blue water before speaking,

The twenty-ninth. The moment I found out where Warfare is being held, was when I flew home. Chicago, Chi-town, the Windy City. When I got here, I learned of whom my opponent is. Her name is Jill Lorder. I feel bad for her. I hope she knows what she is getting in to. Because not only does she face the Monster, she faces him in his hometown. The city that gave birth to a beast, and released him into the world to terrorize and demoralize any who stand in his wake.

The scenery fades to black, but not for long, as it shows Ghost Tank once more, but standing outside of a home that looks like it hasn't been used for a long time. Mostly because of the fire damage to it. It looks as if it would fall down at any second. Ghost Tank begins walking to the house as he speaks once more

After all this time, it still stands. It still shows its integrity, despite the vandalism. This, my friends and foes alike, is where I was born and raised. This is where the Monster became who he is. Now I am back.

Once more a fade to black, and when the view comes back, he's sitting on a very large bed, that, compared to the burned looks of the floor and walls around it, seems untouched, brand new. He grins slightly, as the camera zooms in tight to his face

Miss Lorder, I do not doubt that you have skill. Why else would you come to the XWF? However, you need to know something. I don't care about gender. I don't care how big or small you are. All I care about is that when our match comes, that you don't pull a Kessler when you lose. Complain and moan about how you had to fight someone like me. Jill, when Warfare comes, you are facing something that has dominated everyone he has come across. In War Games, I single-handedly destroyed Team Azrael. I cleared the path that allowed my team to win. Do you think you can beat something so destructive? Do you think you can take me out? Do you think you have the skills, the abilities, to slay the Monster? Jill, I look forward to our match. I hope you do too. I hope you give me a challenge. Because so far, the Monster is running wild, is destroying the land, and neither Knights, Spacemen, or Kessler, has been able to do the job. Will it be a Maiden that slays the Beast? We shall see. Until then, beware the footfalls you hear at night. Beware the sounds you hear when you are all alone. Because I am always near. I am always on the hunt.

The camera zoomed in to his neon green left eye,

Oh, and Jill, when Warfare comes around, just like Kessler, just like Team Azrael, you will hear the screams like I do. Yours are especially delightful!

He began to laugh his signature laugh, while the video fades to black as the eye moved wildly. Once it is completely black, those neon green letters would appear.

Can You HearThe Screams?