Static can be heard over the camera feed as a somber youthful female voice begins speaking as the static fades out.
The conquest has begun, and our messenger has now become a champion. Not a champion of the people, but a champion..of the darkness he surrounds himself in. The first step is complete, and our champion will soon start the beginning of the end....
The camera soon fades into a rather large hall in what seems to appear a run down mansion. Ty Burna stands at the end of the hall, behind a rather large dark oak altar. The Eurasian title is propped up, glowing from the light that emits from the corners of the room, and the candles lit sitting upon the altar. The Ouija Scroll also is propped up, blood dripping down off the scroll onto the altar. Ty has his hood pulled up over his face, his arms extended out, palms up.
I have accomplished the first goal for my master. I am now the Eurasian Champion. Praise the dark lord for this glorious event. Callahan was no match for what the dark power has provided me. Now it is time to begin the initiation of those too weak to stand up for themselves, those that are looking for direction, and for those that the Ouija has chosen personally.
He reaches forward and slowly lifts up the Eurasian Championship above his head and pulls the hood back off his head. His eyes burn red, and a sick twisted grin spreads across his face.
Now is the time to begin my reign of punishment, and at Meltdown, it will all begin with Carmen Bratchny. A man who despite the need to win, failed miserably at the task he was given. It is a shame that he could nothing to save his manager, but I am not here to offer my condolences. No, I am here to make it perfectly clear that Bratchny will not walk out of Meltdown under his own power. Bratchny, I know you feel pain right now, everything has not gone your way, but I am here to offer you a release from that pain, and to gain a new beginning, of course under my leadership. I can lead you to heights that Swindle could never come close to accomplishing.
He lowers his Eurasian title and looks over at the Ouija, his grin disappearing and a look anger crosses his face.
What is it master? You want me to destroy Bratchny, not save him? Fine, if that is your wish, then so be it. Bratchny, I will make you suffer far more than the loss of your mentor, I will show you the error of your ways, that mere strength and physicality is not enough. Your mentality is not in right place for battle Bratchny, and I assure you that will be your downfall. Perhaps you can run away from your troubles, and not even bother showing up for Meltdown, I will not blame you. If that is what you decide, then I will decide your fate at a later date.
He grins and walks out from behind the altar, walking down the stairs from the altar, jumping on top of the large table in the hall. He lowers his head and raises his arms up.
My dominance will only continue to grow at Meltdown, whether Bratchny bothers to show up or not, I will show why I am the beginning of a revolution of despair. I will make Meltdown my personal playground as the exclusive champion of the brand. After the destruction of Bratchny, and all those that believe they can defeat me on Meldown, I will reign supreme, and with those that , and eventually, everyone will follow the message my master has spoken to me.
A low frequency laugh emits from him as he raises his head once more, staring dead into the camera. He raises his arm out to the camera as he begins speaking his deeper voice.
My time has arrived, and I will not let someone as weak as you Bratchny derail me from my plans of total dominance. The winds of change have blown through the entire WZCW, and they know that I am the future. It all begins at Meltdown Bratchny, as I destroy the old guard, and take my proper place, as the most destructive force WZCW has to offer. This is not pointed to just you Bratchny, but to all warriors here, you have been put on notice, none of you are safe from the darkness of the Ouija. Either you will be destroyed, or you will chosen as one of the elite few to join me in my glorious following.
He laughs once more, throwing his head back as he continues laughing. Lifting his head back up his eyes look glazed over. He begins speaking softly.
The revolution is coming Bratchny, and you are the first to feel it's power. I will make you feel pain, a pain so intense that your thoughts on Swindle will disappear. Consider it a gift before I put your lights out, I will give you a chance to get your mind off Swindle, as you consider your own failures and your eventual career and life fading to the darkness. If you wish at that time Bratchny, perhaps I will consider you for my great following. Until Meltdown Bratchny, prepare yourself and get your mind in the proper state for battle, because I will shatter whatever psyche you have left.
The camera slowly fades to black with Ty Burna chanting in the background
Ouija are you with me, dear Master Ouija, I want to know my future, will I cause a murder, a bloody murder.