Scene fades in from black. It's of the Cleveland skyline. The blue atmosphere, above the buildings, is accented by the white clouds that dot it. The towers and skyscrapers reach steadily toward the sky, as if trying to punch a hole through it. The earth's horizon is cut off by the tops of the buildings, portions of it can still be seen in the minute spaces between the steel behemoths.

The view of the camera begins rapidly running down, as if God had just dropped the camera from high in the sky. The skyling and earth come rushing toward the camera. As it nears the earth the shot changes from the tops of the buildings to that of the actual windows of the buildings, still everything is flying by. Just as the camera nears the ground it stops. The sudden jolt causes the color chip (aka CCD) inside the camera to recieve a small shock, resulting the picture to become a little fuzzy and the color to dropout. It only happens for a few seconds.

When the picture finally becomes clear again we see none other than "Natural Wonder" Shane Jackson standing in the camera's view. He's decked-out in Adidas basketball shoes, a pair of dark green cargo pants, and a plain, white, cotton, T-shirt. Over the T-shirt he has on a winter jacket. On the back of the jacket is the logo for the "Columbus Blue Jackets", the coat is unzipped, revealing his white T, underneath. His hair is, as usual, geled up. His Oakley's are over his eyes.

Shane: Here I am. Back in my own city after only a month with the CWF. Someone up there likes me.

Shane stands on the sidewalk. He has his hands tucked into his pockets.

Shane: It's a little chilly out, nothing that anyone from the Northern US isn't used to, though.

A small gust of wind suddenly hits Shane. He stands still, as if completely used to it. The right side of his face turns a bit red.

Shane: Diablo. I noticed in your bio that you're from Nebraska. Now to me that seems a little funny. A man named Diablo....from Nebraska? Doesn't quite fit. I would have though that someone named Diablo would be from some place warm, like New Mexico, California or Texas. Just to be sure I was clear on your name I went and looked it up. I found some interesting information.

A partial smile crosses Shane's face.

Shane: "Diablo: A Northern California version of Santa Ana winds." When I looked at that definition I took a shot in the dark and figured that's not what you're named for. Next, I came up with this..."The Mt. Diablo Unified School District is a K-12 public school district located in Concord, California serving the educational needs of over 37,000 K-12 students" Again, I think I was a little off. My third shot netted me, "Diablo Ballet is dedicated to enriching the cultural life of our community and region and to ensure that appreciation of dance and arts maintains a vital role in the lives of our youth." I felt I was pretty close with that one.

Shane takes a deep breath before he continues.

Shane: Then, my good friends a Webster's came up with, "diabolos (Greek), an evil spirit or an extremely wicked person." That was right.

Another gust of wind hits the right side of Shane's face again.

Shane: So you see yourself as an evil spirit....do you? Someone who's a little bit crueler than the rest of the world. A little more diabolical. Hehe.

A laugh escapes from Shane.

Shane: Not in my eyes. To me you look like a man, from Nebraska, who's picked a name that he thinks is going to scare his opponents. Well, Nebraska, I hope you're ready for the "Natural Wonder" because, unlike you, my name actually holds some meaning.

The winds begins to blow again. Shane quickly turns and faces it. The camera arcs around him until his front is in view agian.

Shane: The CWF Title would look nice around my waist. That's a given. Could I take it from you? Yes. Will I take it from you? Yes. Will MY hometown of Cleveland, Ohio get to see me raise the gold to their eyes? No doubt.

Shane begins walking foreward. The camera stays infront of him, not letting a portion of him drop off screen.

Shane: The Cleveland Express is rollin' and not even the most wicked person on earth is going to stop it.

The camera stops moving. Shane passes it and continues walking on down the street. As his image, gradually, gets smaller a few last words are heard before he's totally out of sight.

Shane: Be sure and give Kari a kiss for me. I'm sure she'll enjoy it.

As Shane disappears from sight the scene fades to black.