A darkened alley. Trash crumpled 'cross the street. A figure stands tall before the camera in a black spandex outfit with red belt and crimson X marked across his jet black helmet. He begins to speak--
"For the past couple of weeks, I've heralded the coming of a new force in XWF... the era of Kidd X. Well, none of you listened. So, I've decided to drop the 'guise and reveal my true self."
X removes his helmet to reveal the face and long whispy hair of Reeve Gordon.
Reeve: It's been a long, long time since I stepped into the ring, but with so many faces returning, I thought to myself, "What better time than now?" I'm back, and I'm issuing an open challenge to ANYONE on the roster for a one-on-one brawl at their earliest convenience. Hell, let's make this interesting. The first three who respond can tango with R F'n G in a fatal 4-way elimination match on Warfare.
Is this some Mick Foley shit goin on or what?
They have medication for multiple personality disorder ya know.
You should really look into it.
Ill let my bitch whoop your ass and watch you leave less of a man.
Madison is in.
Titles Held: Intercontinental, Tag Team (w/ Peter Gilmour)
Win / Loss / Draw (Since Return): 1 / 0 / 0