Standing infront of what appears to be a massive forest, ShadowDM faces the camera with a full moon shining down upon him and the surrounding area without a cloud for miles to block it. Equipped with a billowing black leather trenchcoat jacket and wearing a blue bandana atop his head, not much can be seen of him, but theres no mistaking that this imposing 6'11" monster is none but "Da Man" himself.

ShadowDM: In the past I've had to face men who have said that they will hurt me so bad I will want to quit wrestling forever and cry to my mommy. I've had to face men who have said they will beat me within an inch of my life and force me to stay in a hospital bed for the rest of my life..or humiliate me infront of everyone and make me want to lvie my life as a hermit in the hills, but very rarely do I face men like Matt Falcon.

DM bends down and picks up a small tig from the ground and starts twirling it in his fingers.

ShadowDM: Matt Falcon is a man who unlike past opponents, doesn't come to me with words of trash or disrespect, you talk to me like a man and know that words aren't what count, actions are. Dont get me wrong Falcon, when we step into that ring with eachother at Retribution, I plan on walking out the victor and move towards my future goals, but it makes it a little bit easier stepping into the ring with a man who isn't about the talk and is all about one thing and one thing only..proving himself.

A snap is heard coming from DM's hand and the twig, now split in two falls to the ground.

ShadowDM: I was once a person trying to prove himself in a federation where it seemed almost impossible. Though I had much experience in the indy scene and knew my way around the ring, coming into a mainstream place like UEF and competing with names like Podmaster, Shadowstorm, Chris Hardy and so-forth....I felt like I'd never reach the top. Night in and night out I constantly had to go out and prove that I was the best thing UEF had ever picked up, I went out there and electrified the hell out of that crowd and I enjoyed every damn minute of it. I had a lot of tough hills to climb and battles to be fought, and God only knows I clawed my way up to the top..but over 1 year later I was crowned the UEF Ultimate Champion..over a year later. I know what its like to sacrifice your blood, sweat and tears for something you desire so much its hard to sleep at night or concentrate during the day. The road to that heavenly title was a road that drained me physically, mentally, and emotionally....but I'll tell you Falcon, once you wrap your hands around that chunk of gold..it all seems very worth it, and it is for I would do it all over again at the drop of a hat and I see that in you Falcon, I see determination..a will to fight and prove yourself.

I respect that above all other things in the HCW Falcon and I wish you the best of luck with that, its just a shame though that you have to face myself, whos just as eager and willing to do whatever it takes to get to the top. I can't say I'm going to beat you, because you can never know the outcome of a match, but I can say that it will be an honor facing you at Retribution..but nothing will be held back and all hell will break loose Falcon..because as it is said "Life is the journey..Death is the destination"....how will you choose to end your journey? I know how mine will end.....as the greatest wrestler the HCW...and the world has ever seen.

***End Promo***

Fick Fickalos: Thats a wrap DM! Man that was some good shit.

ShadowDM: Uh yea, thanks man.

Straightening his jacket a little, DM heads back to his patio where he takes a sip of some soda then turns and looks out into the sprawling back forest that is much of his backyard.

ShadowDM: Just be alert Fickalos, never know what could be out there watching us right now.

Fick Fickalos: Stop that DM, I'm in no mood to play these mind messing games with you.

ShadowDM: It's no game Fickalos, incase you weren't apart of the conversation we had earlier, a demon is hunting me...who knows what or who he commands.

DM could hear Fickalos gulp a little then trot over to DM leaving thje cameraman alone to pack up his equipment.

Fick Fickalos: So when do you think Zedd & Michael will be back?

DM shrugged and took another swig of his soda.

ShadowDM: I can feel that they are near, but that wont tell me if they will be here soon or not.

Fick Fickalos: Not to be rude dude but thats just weird.

ShadowDM: What is?

Fick Fickalos: Being able to "feel" them, man it's just not sinking in with this whole "necroscope" thing.

ShadowDM: Dont worry, there are times where even I am still not used to it.

Fickalos grabs his bottle of water while watching his cameraman finish up the packing of the equipment and takes a drink of it before taking a rest on one of DM's lounging chairs and looking up into the sky.

Fick Fickalos: Want to know something else that feels weird?

Feeling that he was going to be in for a long conversation, DM sat down next to Fickalos and placed his soda on the table beside him.

ShadowDM: Whats that?

Fick Fickalos: Not being with the UEF anymore.

ShadowDM: Shit happens Fickalos, sometimes things just have to change.

Fick Fickalos: Bullshit DM, I saw that promo..you still miss the UEF, you miss the atmosphere and the people and everything else that went with it.

Sighing to himself, DM stands up and walks away from Fickalos keeping his gaze locked on the dark forest infront of him.

ShadowDM: Yea, I miss it a little, but like I said..things have to change sometimes Fickalos and one of those things was the UEF.

Fick Fickalos: Think we'd still be there if it wasn't for Craig?

ShadowDM: I dont "think" Fickalos.....I know.

Craig Maloof, the last president of the UEF, made people think that he was going to take UEF to levels which it has never seen before in its existence...and he did. Under his management attendance records were lowering, ratings on television began to drop, and his seemingly unquenchable thirst for power ruined a lot of people's drive to be in the UEF. Wrestling under the name "Dusk", Craig Maloof used his power behind the scenes to earn him not one or two..but three Ultimate Title reigns in one year when only a year earlier it was unheard of to even have two title changes a year in the UEF because of the top qaulity compition.

The last straw for DM was at the December 2004 PPV Gang Rulz when DM pinned Dusk in the middle of the ring 1,2,3 for his 4th UEF Ultimate Title reign, but it will never be recorded because Craig had the match fixed afterwards to where no one ever saw a winner and the PPV was so horrible that PPV dropped UEF from its contract immediately. Seeing this, DM quit the company for a short while, only to come back for a one time apperance for a special event...but that too was cancled when behind everyone's backs, Craig sold off the UEF and disappeared before anyone could get their hands on him. Thinking about it brings an angry beast rumbling through his chest, but he knows whats done is done and right now all he can focus on at the moment is Durius, Genesis...and the HCW.

Fick Fickalos: Stay in contact with Kerri?

ShadowDM: Every once in a while we chat, she has things she needs to take care of right now.

Fick Fickalos: I still dont know why you didn't just slap the bitch when you had the chances man, she deserves it.

ShadowDM: I'll pretend I didn't hear that Fickalos.

Fick Fickalos: Hahaha, good idea.

What Fickalos didn't know is that he wasn't ignoring him for the Kerri comment, but because his stomach was turning in knots like he had butterflies fluttering through him while staring out at the forest, something definately wasn't right at this moment.

Fick Fickalos: Jesus, where the fuck did he go?

Looking around, DM found Fickalos was back on the lawn and looking towards the spot they had last seen the camera guy. Where he once stood was now his black bag that he kept his camera in, no other evidence remained of him...and thats when the hairs on the back of DM's neck went straight up.

ShadowDM: Fickalos, dont move.

Fick Fickalos: Why? Whats up?

ShadowDM: Shut up, dont move..dont do anything!

Silence answered DM back as his gaze slid slowly over the dark trees towering infront of him, he could feel several presences around them and knew that Fickalos was the center of attention. Slowly drawing his sword out of his sheath, DM took a few steps closer to Fickalos and planted his feet into the ground.

ShadowDM: When I give the word, I want you to dive to the ground, got it?

Fick Fickalos: What the fuck is this DM? You and the boys tryin to play a trick on me?

ShadowDM: Do as I say Fickalos, this is no joke.

Fick Fickalos: Hahaha, yea right and I'm...

ShadowDM: DUCK NOW!!!

Just like DM told him, Fickalos dropped to the ground like a dead weight and just in time. As DM came flying through the air towards where Fickalos was just standing, he swings his sword clear across infront of him and connects solidly with a black shadow that was zipping towards Fickalos and slices it right in two. Landing right next to Fickalos on his feet, DM turns to the black masses on the ground and recognizes the fiend right away.

ShadowDM: Vampire...

Fick Fickalos: Christ DM! How'd you do that!?

Before he could answer DM detected another presence flying in on Fickalos right behind him and instantly DM has his hand out towards the vampire and using his gift freezes it in mid-air. The vampire, whos eyes were locked on Fickalos, slowly turns to DM and hisses at him with hideously long fangs.

Vampire: Necroscope.....

ShadowDM: Bleed for me.

Making his hand into a fist and then twisting it, DM caused the heart in the vampire to rupture and Fickalos watches in absolute disgust as it explodes out the back and front of the vampire and sprays it's blood all over the ground.

Fickalos: I think I just shit my pants.

Swinging his sword around in a blink of an eye, DM lops off the head of a vampire who was close to chomping down on the exposed neck of Fickalos. Realizing that for some reason the attack was being concentrated on Fickalos, DM grabbed him with his free hand and hoisted him up off of the ground.

ShadowDM: You need to get into my house right now!

Fick Fickalos: I dont know if you've noticed DM but uh....these guys are everywhere.

DM didn't need him to tell him that, he saw and felt them everywhere now. Turning to his back door DM sees that there are a few vampires blocking its entry and Fickalos was definately not going to get through that. DM switched to plan B and brought Fickalos closer to him.

ShadowDM: Whatever you do, do not leave my side.

Fick Fickalos: Sticking to you like glue brother.

Breaking away from the rest of the group, an attractive female wearing only a tight white tank top and skin tight leather pants stalks her way up to DM where she smiles her fangs at him and runs a finger down his stomach.

Vampire: Privilage to meet the Necroscope everyone keeps mentioning.

ShadowDM: You have two seconds to explain why your here, then I'll make sure you never hear of anything else again.

Vampire: Oooh, so stressed out. No need to fear from us, we aren't here to kill you..well, yet...we just wanted the skinny little man hiding behind you.

ShadowDM: He's not on the menu.

Vampire: Pity, guess we'll just have to deliver the message and get a meal else where.

ShadowDM: What message?

Smiling at Fickalos to scare him, the female vampire turns and starts walking back towards the others.

Vampire: Durius is waiting for you DM, waiting for the true final battle to begin...watch yourself.

ShadowDM: Thats it?

Vampire: Uh huh....thats it.

ShadowDM: I could have done without the message thanks.

Vampire:....Hmm, whatever...have a nice night big boy.

Just as quickly as they appeared they were gone into the night, probably looking for someone to snack on with Fickalos being off the table at the moment. While helping Fickalos towards the patio DM heard Zedd & Michael coming in from the forest and upon turning to greet them he found the camerman walking between the both of them.

Michael: Found him tied to a tree after we followed some nasty vamps here. You guys ok?

ShadowDM: No problems here, did you get my contacts?

Zedd: Yes, lets get inside before the vampires decide to bother us any more tonight and see what we can do for you.

Nodding, DM turns back and help Fickalos get inside the house then holds open the door for the others while keeping his eye out on the forest, tonight he knew...was going to be a sleepless one.