** The scene opens to a candle lit room as a large shadow seems to be in a meditative state. Slowlythe shadows head raises as he looks at a toem upon a nature shelf of earth and wood. Quietly the figure stands and walks to what seems to be a doorway of sorts and exits out into the desert and the early morning sky seems to be beginning to brighten with the coming dawn. The figure goes and heads towards a campfire nearby and stands in front of it as his figure is lit up by the fire light as shadows dance across hislarge frame. Shaman looks down into the fire and does not waver from its endless dance as he watches it and speaks.**

Shaman: " Shadows upon the walls have always been a controversial subject. Yet none seem to take them seriously. Bourbon Street Brawl comes and i intend on doing what i need to do to win it. No trust me when i say very well that i have plans for the Brawl win or lose im going to surprise the masses. In the end they will have felt mistaken for ever doubting the ability of me. No first i must prepare for the fight at hand. Fiesta comes very soon and with it a fight for one thing and that includes three reasons. Lockdown, myZery, and Myself. Fiesta will be a gathering of dangerous aspects. No Lockdown if you are too win you better think on a broader scope and not underestimate the will power of one. One mind , One heart, and One soul. No Lockdown and myZery your paths to pain will begin again. Lockdon you have crossed me this time and i will gaurantee this time you will pay for your transgressions. The match starts at Fiesta and the War ends when i say it will."

** Shaman walks away from the fire and seemingly turns and heads east towards the sun rising and stops and watches the myriads of colors begin to arise and change as Shaman speaks again.**

Shaman: " That prison cell and your untouched reign in the WWA will come at a price finally Lockdown. Neither your or Devils Own will understand what is happening until too late. No Lockdown there is a price you will pay and it begins at Fiesta. Your power struggle has come to an end. Your pathetic mentor hadn't warned you enough who to play with and who not to disturb. Not this time because i have a big message awaiting in the wings to deliver. No this time Devils Own will recieve some of there own medicine. No playing with fire will get you hurt or worse burned. In my case will get your permanently scarred. Your weeks on end violence and such has gone unnoticed by all except for me and my own. You made the mistake of attacking me Lockdown and something that you suddenly claim as your own will no longer be even thought of as your own. Taking will get you hurt. You need to earn it and not take it. Yet you disgusting little vermin in Devils Own think you have what it takes. Well finally your reckoning is at hand. be ready to pay the price for i will get my revenge upon you now!!"

** Shaman turns and grabs a snake from the ground a Diamondback Rattler. Shaman holds it and looks at it as its rattler is simply shaking and making an ungodly noise at it seems to be agitiated at Shamns touch. Shaman seems to be more and more agitiated as he listens to it. His blood seems to boil with rage as he looks a the snake and speaks.**

Shaman: " Your agitation pales in comparison to mine. I have endured Lockdowns and Lviathans bull for so long now it is time for me to deliver payback. one punishment at a time. Im going to make everyone who has done me aggressions in the past suffer. Starting with Devils Own. Yes ladies im going to hunt you down and hurt you. This time things are changing and im the one pulling the strings. No i have finally had it with the F!#@ing politics and the Damn Bull!$@t that has gone along with it. Im going to do what i want to do starting now. Yoyur endgame has come idiots!!"

** Shaman turns and walks away tossing the snake to his left as he disappears into the desert as two words are seen in the darkness upon the ground.**

GOT BLOOD!!