I have seen those that have entered and even with two mystery opponents I am not afraid. I watch the promises made and the outcomes already assured by men who can't keep them. See that is what Leviathan does waits for his prey, and Bourbon Street Brawl is no different to any other match except its rules feel like home.

The Devil's Own, is not are upstart faction that promises so much but delivers an inept conclusion. Now we are the pack to feast on the WWA and those misbeguided fools that believe they are strong.

Shaman, you talk of taking our souls. You can't take what does not exist. Lockdown decided long ago what to do with his and this makes him more than capable of finishing the job of the WWA's resident blood donor. When we finished with you at BSB, you won't be asking GOT BLOOD! But rather crying in a pool of your own, screaming I NEED BLOOD! You want to create chaos Shaman, it already has been created. The DEVIL'S OWN is CHAOS!

Bourbon Street, by the end of the night your familiar surroundings will have the eerie look of the King of the Hill match at Revolution. We created that match and fought in that match. There is only two others that can claim the same and for that we respect them. But make no mistake X-corp is our bitter enemy and the hatred will never die. Their fate is the same of everyone else against us, DOOM!

And Grunge, you still want to play little childish games. Never taking the green-eyed monster serious, even in our match, you played the fool. I do not liked to be treated lightly and disrespected. The second slavo has been fired, your precious voice that rambles incoherently has been attacked. Next time it will be crushed. At IDR I have a game for you for the title, are you interested?

DEVIL'S OWN!

DEAL WITH IT!