[Scene: We open up inside of a white painted VIP Luxury Suite in some 5 star looking hotel. Around the room there are black leather furniture and fancy paintings amongst a grandfather clock which loudly ticks away. It's not loud enough that it drowns out the sound of a TV which is on, as it shows the ending moments of the Angel vs. Dark Lotus/Mistress Vampira match. With Killjoy's music playing, it gives Angel the distraction she needs to get the win. Killjoy's words then ring out as he laughs from the Huge Screen o' the LSW]

Killjoy: Fooled you didn't I? I knew even without my presence Angel would win the match.

[The TV pauses, as a light chuckle is heard. The camera turns to see who's laughing as it sees Chris Cortez, with LSW World Heavyweight Title on his shoulder, sitting on a couch across from the TV]

Chris Cortez: Pathetic. Simply, Pathetic. Resorting to such pathetic means to help out a helpless whore who deserves to get a beating. Didn't interfere? No presence? Nah. You did give the distraction, the interference, that's enough of a presence. No matter though, soon your presence will no longer be felt here in the LSW.

[Chris Cortez gets up from his black leather couch as he looks over at the grandfather clock]

Chris Cortez: The clock is ticking, Killjoy. Soon, your career, will be over. The clock IS ticking. The countdown has begun.

[Chris Cortez smirks as he heads over to a small little bar area, with Syd behind it]

Chris Cortez: TRTN marked the beginning of the countdown. The countdown to the end. The end of an era. The end of the past. At the PPV, it will mark the end of that countdown. The countdown will be done, it will be over. So will you, and your career.

[Chris Cortez taps on the bar as Syd takes out a few bottles and starts mixing them together]

Chris Cortez: Indeed, TRTN, was the beginning of the end. The PPV, WILL BE THE END. YOUR END KILLJOY. Not just your end, but the end of the past, the end of an era, the end of the final chapter of what was once known as "the old days of LSW". That night, as you fade into nothingness, a new era will emerge, a new era will begin, a new chapter will be written. The past will be gone and the future will become the present. The new generation will arise that night, and we will take over. We will take over LSW and we will lead it into a whole new dimension of endless possibilities!

[Chris Cortez looks out into space, as Syd finishes mixing and pushes the drink towards Chris Cortez. Chris Cortez looks away from space, and at the drink as he picks it up and looks at it for a second.]

Chris Cortez: However, Killjoy, you are only one part of this equation. While you will surely be taken care of by the Beast, there is still the matter of Vertigo. My opponent on that night, the night in which the face of LSW will change forever.

[Chris Cortrez smiles a bit, as he lets out a little laugh]

Chris Cortez: Vertigo, Vertigo, oh Vertigo. Why didn't you listen? Why didn't you heed our warning? We told you that Killjoy couldn't be trusted, yet you didn't listen. You said you two we're now the best of friends, you could trust each other, well, let me ask you something Vertigo. Why, if you and Killjoy are such "good buddies", why did he desert you? For a sledgehammer nonetheless? Why wasn't here there, to make the tag? Hmmmmm?

[Chris Cortez smirks as he drinks half of what is in the shot glass and then puts it down on the table, and just looks at it]

Chris Cortez: Vertigo, tell me, is the glass half empty, or is the glass half full? Good question. This question, is just like your current "relationship" with Killjoy. The "glass" or "relationship" is only half way. Surely, if you two we're true buddies, the glass could easily be poured all the way up, making it full. Meaning that you two working together, can flourish. Yet, when the glass is emptied...

[Chris Cortez drinks the rest of it]

Chris Cortez: ...you are left with nothing. Nothing. That is exactly what you mean to Killjoy. Nothing. He doesn't really care about you. No. He doesn't. He only cares about one person: himself. He's using you too get to the top, even now he's using you. Having you help him in matches and having you fight in matches for him. What do you get out of all of this? Just like this glass, your left with nothing in the end. Nothing.

[Chris Cortez taps on the bar, and Syd starts mixing for the next drink]

Chris Cortez: As we all know, the Beast will be ending Killjoy's career at the PPV. What we also know, is that we will be facing off against each other, one-on-one. Just like Killjoy will be left with nothing by the end of the night, so will you. Killjoy's downfall, will be your downfall as well. You are both doomed come Hallowicked. You both are synchronized to the same clock. And the clock is ticking. It is ticking down to the end. The end of both of your careers.

[Syd poars the drink into another glass and hands it to Chris Cortez, as he looks at it]

Chris Cortez: While Killjoy's career will simple end, your another story. While your match doesn't have your career on the line, it might as well. Because, that night, in that match, you will become my example. My example to the fans, to the people in the back and to the world, that the past of LSW is DEAD! The future of LSW, although, is very much alive. Its alive within Me, the Beast and others, it isn't in you or Killjoy. Your just holding all of us down with your past influences, having to live in the LSW's past, back when both of your careers actually meant something in this federation!

[Chris Cortez drinks down his drink and puts it down next to the other empty glass]

Chris Cortez: Two glasses. Two former champions. Two superstars. Two careers. Two so called "legends". Two has-beens. Just like these glasses, by the end of Hallowicked, they will be nothing. They will mean nothing to anyone anymore, and their careers will be over. It will all be over, for them. When their ends end, our beginnings will truly begin.

[A grandfather clock strikes in the background, as Chris Cortez just looks over his shoulder and smirks]

Chris Cortez: The countdown continues.

[The camera shuts off and the scene fades to black as a countdown clock comes up]