*The camera opens, and you see snow covering the ground. Falling from the sky in its purity, it blankets the ground, trees, and lampposts. The camera scans the area, and it looks to be a mountainous area, as the air is light and cold. You see The Legend and Magnus Jones, partners in the tag match on Crisis. The Legend is wearing a mink fur coat, brown and black, and the hood of the coat is up over The Legend’s head. Underneath that coat is The Legend’s usual dress attire, a suit jacket and dress pants. Magnus is attired in a black top hat and a black do-rag underneath. He has on a fur coat on as well, his grey and black, and his per usual dress attire on. They seem to be atop a mountain, the snow pouring down in sheets. Magnus and The Legend just stand there, the snow hitting Magnus’ top hat and sticking, and the snow getting in the fur of The Legend’s hood, and melting quick. The clouds look easier on The Legend’s soul, as they have some light to them, but not enough to praise The Legend. Magnus looks off the edge of the cliff and gets the feeling of excitement, as he smiles a little bit, but not The Legend. He just stands there and looks towards the ground, hands behind his back. Magnus moves closer to the camera.*

Magnus: Regime. The period during which a particular administration or system prevails. Regime. Sounds like something you know? *Magnus laughs* We are The Regime movement in the BWF. We emphasize the ways of The Legend and what he stands for. Something that has been announced since day 1. Since The Legend entered the BWF. The J’Evolution. What is it? Where does it end? Well, all those answers are answered with a question. Are you following The J’Evolution? Are you safe? Those will be answered as The Regime moves through the BWF with full force. Crisis will happen with this movement. Crisis. An emotionally stressful event or traumatic change in a person’s life. Rob, Adriana, Alejandro. All three of you will feel a crisis Thursday. When The Regime takes your lives, your dreams, and your success *Magnus snaps his fingers, the snow falling on his brown fingers* just like that.

*The Legend still looks towards the ground, the sky producing more snow and cold wind for The Legend. He takes his hands from behind his back and looks up. He looks at the camera with an evil no other has seen before from The Legend. His green and gold eyes colder than ever, as they look at the camera from a distance. *

The Legend: *He chuckles to himself* Rob. You think you have the upper hand in what I am trying to achieve? You THINK that you can defeat me in the grand scheme of things? Well, the prophecy says other wise. Rob, The Legend has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time *snow begins to fall heavier as The Legend’s voice picks up* and I will NOT let it get taken from me by some punk who just waltzes in trying to take what The Legend has earned. Crisis is the suitable name for Thursday, as you all will witness what The Legend has to offer you three. The Regime will display another chapter in what is written as the J’Evolution in full force. You three are in the way of the written prophecy of The Legend. This is MY title, and you four should not get the opportunity. As you witnessed Rob, The Legend will stop at NOTHING to get the title that is rightfully his. He would even attack his best friend in order to get what he wants *Magnus, shockingly, nods his head* I am a cold heartless son of a BITCH, and you three shall realize this when Magnus and myself destroy you with Bam there to be cleanup. He can take you all out, but this is personal now Rob, this is about you and I. You taking what is mine, and The Legend getting retribution!

*The Legend still has that hood on, as he finishes talking and looks towards the ground. He then snaps his head up towards the sky and looks upwards. All of a sudden, a huge blanket of snow falls from the sky and covers The Regime. The Legend takes something out of the snow, and unfolds it. He looks at it once more and laughs. It looks to be a flag with the worlds “The Legend” written on it. He sticks it on the mountaintop and starts to chuckle. The chuckle gets to a full-blown laugh and it echoes off of the mountaintop. He looks towards Magnus and he starts to laugh as well. The sky is now shifting to an ominous dark color, as snow begins to fall, and then hail mixed with the snow. Magnus looks towards the camera, with The Legend as well.*

Magnus: Rob. Adriana. Alejandro. Be prepared. The darkest hour in you life will come Crisis and your darkest day will come at Gauntlet Run. You will witness the pain and suffering The Legend has had to go through when your dreams are SNATCHED come Crisis. Myself along with The Legend will show you the true meaning of being world champion material.

*The Legend gets a smirk on his face, as he stands by the flag that he placed on the mountaintop as it waves in the wind. The flag whips in the wind as The Legend glances at it, and then back at the camera.*

The Legend: The Legend is far superior than anyone in this World Title match. Bam, Adriana, Mark, and especially Rob. Rob, I will give you this one warning. Don’t get too close to The Legend. Because next time I lay my hands on you, I will show the WORLD your requiem. So says The Legend…

*The Legend looks back towards the flag and then over the edge. Magnus looks at him and looks back at the camera. He laughs and The Legend looks at the sky. The dark ominous clouds jeer The Legend, the GOD of the BWF at what he says, and starts to pour more snow on The Legend. His mink coat, almost a blanket of white, shows through all the white. Magnus is covered in snow and neither seem to care too much. The Legend steps towards the edge and laughs as he looks at the camera. Following the laugh, he holds his arms out and jumps off the edge, his flight almost that of an angel. Magnus looks at The Legend falling and looks at the camera*

Magnus: Bitches…

*Magnus, after saying that, jumps as well from atop the mountain. The camera moves from side to side, and points its direction towards the sky. The dark has become lighter without the presence of The Legend there. It diverts its attention to the black flag with gold letters on it with the words “The Legend” on it. The camera fades to black*