The camera comes into focus as the light slowly dissipates as Shaman stands before the fans in a full coliseum. He raises his arms as the fans scream loudly and cheer for him. He looks around and grins as he turns to the camera raising a single hand and smiles.

“This is the future of the WWA. Each and every one of these fans have carried everyman in that ring and made them who they are. It is just a joke if they believe skill has carried them alone. Tracer Bullet all egos put aside he believes he is a great wrestler. Where would he be without the fans? He would absolutely be nothing but a private dick hitting the streets for his next paycheck.”

Turning he reaches out and begins shaking each and every one of their hands as he grins and greets each one. Knowing he had to make another connection with them, knowing that this was the right thing to do the best way to do things. Nothing matters to him now, but getting things done right and finishing what he had started long ago when he first came into the WWA. He turns and looks to the fans as he begins to speak.

“You have brought me back from the brink. You fans are the ones who have showed me the light and given me the way home. You have showed me for every Randy Cross, Kash, Dave Harley, and Nik Segier there is a Shaman standing tall and proud showing he will never leave. I am the one constant in the WWA. Mark Harrington steps down and abandons me with his friendship after SCWF folds and is remerged with the WWA. Now I face his idiotic replacement Matt Warr week in and week out. Where is Mark sitting in the corporate offices watching and waiting? I will give him credit where credit is deserved he stood behind Joey Edwards when all was said and done. I am not angry with him merely disappointed he chose to not speak to me. This had only gone to show me that everything I have to do I have to do on my own. If this means going against the system and showing people I care little for what happens to me then it is the way things have to be done. You the fans have put me here and now I must repay that trust and non stop devotion by fighting in the ring to gain something of importance.”

Shaman turns and points straight across the gathering at a sign that shows all the WWA singles titles and beneath it reads Birthday Brawl.

“One of those will be mine rest assured that I will fight to gain one and no matter the outcome I will gain one no matter the cost to myself or others.”

Shaman looks around lowering his arms as the fans cheer loudly. Something deep inside of him continues to stir. Something he knows he cannot ignore. A hunger for something he wants more than anything to quell. He turns as he shakes a few more hands and waves to the fans as he ret enters the room closing the doors behind him as darkness sets in. The very same doors he had walked out from. He returns to the desk as he sits down and turns on the light near him as he watches.

“Many have accused me in the past for losing the hunger and the drive to get something more. I was accused of walking away from who I truly am. Why does this bother me? It is simple the hunger was always there. I just sat back in reserve and believed that I was invincible and untouchable atop the world of the WWA. My world, my home, for the last eight damn years, What has it gotten me? A few moments of glory throughout that time period. What did I lose? I lost everything including my soul. There is one thing that I have realized from this little plausible quest with Matt Warr. The fact that I will remain and fight scratching and clawing my way through the ranks. Making people bleed and anyone who gets in my way is going to hate everything and I mean everything that I have done and will do to the opponents at Birthday Brawl.”

Shaman stops and listens as the crowd outside is cheering loudly. He nods his head.

“ Why would anyone want to ever deny that sound. That is the sound of the adoring masses cheering for you. They believe in who we are. We are gods among men, Heroes to the children and icons to the adults. Are you too afraid to step into the lime light? I say no we are all here because we are fighting for something. I am fighting to bring the real Shaman back to the ring. The hero, the master of his own fate, and last but not least the man with the hunger for more.”

Rubbing his chin he grins.

“Tracer Bullet did raise some simple questions. His perception of my last interview is dead wrong. It is merely an observation of the past. For the future is at the here and now. Who will be at the end standing atop the world raising a title in victory? I will guarantee I am targeting one of them. When all is said and done I will regain what I have lost.”

Shaman clasps both hands together and leans forward looking at the camera.

“What is it I lost you wonder. That is something I am gladly going to release to you. In the shuffle I lost my identity. Am I not the most sadistic S.O.B to ever walk the halls of the WWA. Do I not like pain and make people bleed? All in all the delusions of grandeur will fade and in the end pain remains. I am opening my arms for this I want it to return to me in full force. You other men in the rumble better prepare for this is merely the beginning of your torture. Welcome to the wrong side of the playing field. This is where the hungry come to take what they want.”

Shaman grins looking at the picture of him holding every WWA title in history except for the WWA Intercontinental title.

“The past is gone. The future is now. Be prepared because there are many future and past champions in the ring. One word of caution to all, Better remember past mistakes because your all going to be doomed to repeat them if you don’t. Champions all yet in the end there can only be five. Who is going to step up and bring the game to its greatest conclusion? That answer is yet to be seen and I shall say this in the least. I intend on fighting the fight of my life in the brawl. I will be atop that Jumbotron stretching my arms to victory for the WWA Heavyweight Title. Only fate at that moment will decide whether or not I get that title. When she stops me then I will begin another ascension to greatness.”

Shaman grins as he stands and walks into the darkness disappearing as he laughs speaking one last time.

“The great Matt Warr doesn’t want me to be hurting so many people because when I am done I am coming for him. Trust me Warr your pain is going to be the greatest of all.”

Camera fades to black suddenly as the crowd roars and Shaman’s footsteps can be heard in the background.