"The Way I am" plays on the PA and strobe lights blare as Ichabod steps out under the tron. He is surprised by the unbelievable pop. He takes it in and raises the US title above his head in a power stance. His nose is taped up and he is carrying a mic. Ichabod walks to the ring in a power step. He steps up and goes halfway across the apron and raises his hands again. He steps in and waits for the crowd to die down. As they are finishing he brings the mic up to his mouth as he looks down thoughtfully.

You know, sometimes, a man can blow off all the hot air and lies and insults he wants. He can hate everyone in the back, he can make arbitrary challenges, he can even claim titles. But a real man knows when he has met a true challenger. A real man recognizes respect. Ghost, last night, the match for this title was the hardest, most brutal, and painful match I have ever been in under regular conditions, that is with out special stipulations. The energy and dedication you exhibited along with your control and stamina was incredible. You gave me pain and a real challenge, something only one other person has ever given me. Ghost, very few men in this world ever get something i am about to give you. That is my respect. You have earned it in so many ways. You have proven to me that you know what you are doing here, that you know and have what it takes to be a superstar. You are talent, you have the fire burning within you. Ghost, the only thing that is keeping you out of the spotlight is people like Bigg Ballz. Thats' right. That is why i pulled that son of a bitch off of you last night. I was appalled at the actions he was taking against a man who had just battled in an historic match. The way he beat you with a chair after the punishment we served each other. It is people like ballz and wafer who undercut the true talent like me, you, and even Josh. It is ridiculous, how these low class second raters can hold back main eventers like us. Yes ghost, you are a main eventer, i don't deny that now. I was wrong to call you a second rate wrestler. I am man enough to admit that. But something must be done about Ballz and Wafer and others like them if our likes must ever reach the top.

He pauses and looks around slowly.

Ghost, I have two plans which will benefit the both of us. I aim to prove to you that i am a fair VP. The first plan is for 2 Dope. Mr. President, i demand that you somehow involve ghost in one more US title match. Triple threat or what you will, Ghost deserves another shot. I will not defend this title again until i know that Ghost is one of the number one contenders. Second i propose a truce, a friendship, an alliance. Ghost, i want to join you and The Josh, together, we can change this fed. We can start a Revelation among these mid-card jobbers who call themselves wrestlers. So are you guys in. Will you join me in the Revelation?

Josh, we again face each other on Monday. This is gonna be a lot different than our last match. I tell you why, we now know each other's styles, moves, strengths and weaknesses. But it will also be different because we are fighting each other with respect for one another. I no longer will go into a match insulting you or doubting your skill. From here on out, i shake your hand before and after the match. Good luck Josh, lets give them a show they will never forget.

Now, onto Tim Gorder and the New Era. Look, first of all my brother and i don't share a dressing room like you and that fag Jade Jackoff. We have separate rooms and don't really speak that much. The next time you spray paint anything on my door, i will personally scrape it off with you fucking jaw, you fucking choad.

He tosses his mic to a lucky fan who chants "Ichabod." As he is walking out, he notices a sign that says "Ichabod+Ghost+Josh=The Revelation" He autographs the poster and offers the kid a trip backstage to meet his favorite stars. The kid steps over the rail and they walk to the back with the boys parents.

The Revelation grows as we speak. The sickness is rising, and there is no cure! goBack