We pick up the picture from outside a stadium of sorts. It's huge in size as is its empty car park. It's a beautiful day in New York, the birds are chirping, the sun is at its heighest and a cloud can not be found in the sky. As the camera is paning around the area something strange is picked up on floor level. From far away you can make out what it is, one man down. The camera begins to zoom in to see a man in a blue and white suit with matching blue sun glasses laying on the ground unconscious. Blood is smuged on his white shirt which has obviously come from his neck. The camera begins to follow blood shoe prints that are clearly visible, as the path continues it comes to its inevitable holt. It leads all the way to a door in the side of the stadium, a key is lodged in the key hole. The camera man opens the door to find red steem meet him.

Get Out!

The camera man is clearly startled by the loud booming voice as the camera shakes at the very sound of it. But the camera man percerveers as he walks futher down the room. The room is quite small but has an extremely high roof which looks like it has something like shelves going all the way up it. The camera begins to shake as the camera man must be getting the shivers. Suddenly the light flickers on and off, leaving as quickly as it came lighting up the steamy red room.

Last Warning

The camera man whom was starting to climb up a box onto one of the for lack of better word 'big' shelf drops the camera in fright. The camera doesn't break however, instead it just shows a side on floor view of red steam and the camera mans feet. As you see the camera mans hands coming down to pick up the camera he is attacked. You see him fall flat on his face directly infront of the camera as another man sits on top of him. The other man lowers his head onto the camera mans as you see the camera man scream and struggle to free himself. Then the coldness begins, you can almost feel it between the camera. The struggles have ended and the man must be dead all the while the camera has still sat at a side on view. You see the man that was on top of the camera man get up, his feet walk closer to the picture and begin dragging the camera man out of it. After a couple of seconds of nothing the feet return, as does a hand. The man that attacked the camera man picks it up and holds it to his face revealing it to be none other then WHW star End!

One thing is all i have to stay, but what will be said is much more. You sick humans have made this, it's you fault! You have made me what you see today, what you just saw! Evolution can be a sick thing, just ask snakes, but the fact is it happens. You see many of you know by now that i have spent the majority of my life living in cemetarys. And as i spent nights upon nights crying myself to sleep in deaths home i began noticing a pacific change. The change was almost as bogus to me as you find it today, as fake and corny as it may seem it is true, i am a vampire. The living dead in everything from books, comics to movies have all been potrayed as zombies and vampires and today you have met all fantasys.

End stops talking as he jumps up a wooden box and hops up onto a pallet. He puts the camera on what must be a ledge as a clear head shot is seen of End. End pulls himself up the ledge and sits down, he lifts the camera back up.

This morning as i watched on Tylers television i discovered my match for this weeks Riot, the final Riot of 2004 to be exact. This friday is a big match for me a giant step in my wrestling carrer because for the first time in my match history Seth Willson will not be in attendance. The trilogy has come to an END just like Seth Willsons carrer, three strikes and your out Seth consider yourself victim number one. However the focus is now locked on to this week as i meet my opponents Virus and Steve Hanger. You see when i wrestle it's like fulfilling my needs, it isn't just a wrestling match for me, it's fighting for my life it's as addicting as blood itself. My life has been spent on failed attempts at a normal life and right now i'm inches away from success. When i make it through the new year, i can get excited, i'm not seeking awards or titles just to be on the roster.

As he has been saying these words he has been climbing the boxes that lead up the shelves. He points the camera upways revealing himself to be just two levels from the top.

This week is different for many reasons, but the biggest reason is because of the lack of Seth Willson in attendance, which i already mentioned. You see, as good as Seth Willson was i was better then him. Not everyone saw our first match together but to be blunt he beat me to a pulp. I had a black eye broken ribs and all, but the next week it was all different. I studied him so much i knew his every move, i knew every counter i could use, everything was to my advantage. Then after his big pay per view loss i faced him again, an even easier win was made. This week i face Virus and Steve Hanger two very good athletes and this week is if i find out if i have to get beaten to a pulp the first match just to win my second. Learning from mistakes is the only way to learn when you have no friends but this friday i don't plan on attending a lesson, i will not make any mistakes.

End finally reaches the top of the room as he pulls himself up one last time, he then begins talking out of breath..

Steve Hanger, Virus. I don't know much about the both of you, but i do know one thing your both about to face your END. Welcome to my domain..!

At these words he drops the camera from his face all the way off the ledge, cackles of laughter are heard before the camera crushes on the concrete ground as the screen turns to grey and black fuzz.