** Shaman has returned to the same dark and moist room where water can be heard dripping in the distance as he sits in a wooden chair near the fireplace. He sits back this time puffing a pipe this time as he grins and just tosses the pipe over his shoulder into the fireplace as it ignites whatever is in there and suddenly flames erupt as sizzling sound can be heard as water drips into the fire as Shaman chuckles and looks at the camera.**

Shaman: " Must thank Fuel for the jell type substance that is that flamable. the man knows his flammable objects and substances. Anyways Fiesta is tomorrow gentlemen. Lockdown is blabbering on how he is the most dangerous man to walk the planet or something. Forgetting the fact that he and Leviathan had there asses handed to them by Havoc and plenty of other people on numerous occasions. In fact they forget that i was one of the people that beat on them as well. Devils Own is nothing in my eyes. Perhapos maybe a bad rendition of The House of Pain or howabout Total Anarchy. No Lockdown Saturday you will be paying a complete price. Lockdown you will know what a beating is come saturday ive got a simple number for you to remember bub. 13 thats the number remember because im sure everyone in the crowd will know it. Gotta love the aspect of mystery Lockdown. You and myZery will not know what had hit ya. Oh the pain and agony oh oh oh. Get used to them Lockdown because this time Shaman is coming for you. You don't get the surprises that you once thought you had. I may have to be a one man army to beat the hell out of you. Rest assured i will get each and everyone of you! Welcome to true hell!"

** Shaman turns and grabs the book and smiles once again and looks at the camera.**

Shaman: " Yes indeed more poetry from Shaman. This time ive included one of my own poems. I'll read it first!!"

** Shaman opens the book and begins to read as the words show up on the screen.**

Death and Pain in the end.
Five long years with little to no life.
Path to extreme is paved in blood.
Raising the stakes gets more risky.

Titles mean little more than promise.
Hold them all feel the wealth.
Achieve the impossible become a legend.
Be the one who will do it all.

Campaigns begin and yet always remain.
Watch pretenders come and go.
Learn the tactics of braggarts insults.
The more they think they know the less they learn.

Bring the blood from them.
Bleed them like maple from a tree.
destroy them like weak enemies.
Trample them beneath the heel of your boot.

Mercy is for the pathetic.
Quick ends are for the weak.
Prolong their agonizing fate.
Make them suffer eternally.

The end it comes near.
Protect what you hold dear.
Making you bleed will be thus.
bringing forth your one true fear.

** Shaman smiles as he closes the book and tosses it over his shoulder into the fireplace as it erupts into a powerful burst of blue flame and he is seen smiling.**

Shaman: " Will wonders never cease! I even amaze myself at times. yet to think and ignoramus like Lockdown has the gall to think he can't understand my words. The F@#$ing reject doesn't even put out anything meaningful from his own mouth. Im sure the FCC has wondered where his mouth came from, Because a simple jack ass doesn't even curse that much. No worries though Lockdown. Im going to beat the answer out of you. Words are going to mean very little tomorrow night. I have and will make your suffer for every little thing you have done to me and anyone else in the WWA. You've abused your positions and now the times come to pay for them. Get ready for Shaman to hurt you in ways you couldn't even imagine. Yes Lockdown i came into this with a plan and all will be revealed soon. Wel;come to your hell. DEAL WITH IT!!"

** Shaman laughs as he looks at the camera with sadistic glee and grins as he gets up and walks down a long dank hall with no lights as the camera fades focusing on his shadow and the two words that appear on the screen.**

GOT BLOOD!!