1st May 2002
The Virus is standing on a hill, his back to the camera, the camera moves slightly to the right and in the middle distance you can see the arena and office block of the now defunct HWO. The virus is covered in head to toe in a black robe, as if in mourning.
Virus' Wife Dione Jackson walks up to his side.
DJ : "honey you sure you wanna watch this?"
The 7ft 2in muscle collosus, virus says nothing and nods.
Dj shrugs and walks off camera, the voice of blaze can me heard counting down
"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 and"
The virus takes a deep breath.
Blaze "Zero!"
The building that held the hopes and dreams of the HWO is demolished with TNT, the collapse is slow and last several minutes, and because of the distance is in total silence.
The virus lets the breath out and sighs, he turns towards the camera, the robe covers his head with a kowl, the virus takes a deep breath and whispers softly.
"so after all the time energy, blood sweat and tears it is finally, sadly, over! I had the most fun i have ever had in a fed at hwo, and i will always be thankful for the leadership of MR duffy" The virus sighs "oh well, Shit happens"
The virus walks past the camera, the camera turns with him and you can see three cars, The Virus' Viper, DJ's Porsche and Blaze's Firebird, blaze is sitting on the bonnet of his car, in front of the seven foot tall blackman, are 4 piles of contracts 1 pile is triple the size of the other three.
The virus walks and leans against his car, so NOW, I THE VIRUS am in BCW!, the virus laughs "should be fun"
The virus opens his car door "only a few of the BCW roster have any idea of how much i will effect the fed, my advice to every member of the fed?"
The trio grin in unison, and get into the cars as the image fades too.....
ON 06/01/2002 THE VIRUS ENTERS THE BCW, THE PARTY WILL BEGIN!