I cannot begin to understand why that Canadian Heathen of an owner decided to allow so many unknowns into this company…all with a shot to get into the WWA Championship picture.

This isn’t happening…please wake me from this nightmare oh Fathers!

I pray unto all of Thee that this isn’t happening...these are grievous times for Your prophet and I cannot understand the purpose of this trial.

I understand fully the purpose thine Will’s be done in regards to Hunter…for he had been chosen as an example. He doesn’t belong here and will pose nothing but problems when it comes to spreading Your Words.

But why allow this horrible event to happen in this company You have promised unto me!

Oh Fathers…please give me the strength to separate all of these so-called ‘chaff’ from among those who would be worthy to call Your ‘wheat.’ I want to show all of You that I am worthy to be called Your prophet.

During the WWA’s Independence Day Rumble I wish to show unto all of You that not even concocting this ill-fated scheme will stop me from reaching the place that should rightly be mine!

This damn Heathen of an owner is a fool not see Your divine purpose in having me as this company’s face…and oh what a glorious face it shall be! For what better face to have as the champion than one of righteousness and purity…the face of The Voices prophet…the Hellbilly Prophet Intrepid!

Oh my Heavenly Fathers, please show me the way that I should go…the ones in whom I should conquer so that I may advance unto the next rung in this challenge.

Mmm…Fathers, please let it be that I may slay the Wolf in this match and if it be Your Will that the Wolf will be the one in whom I lay the last victory upon so that he can understand once and for all that he truly…does…not…belong!

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Hot Springs, Arkansas

D.Filed: Silas, why are so obsessed with destroying this newcomer Hunter…what are you not telling me that The Voices have?

(Intrepid laughs gently as he stares out across the bluff on a clear blue June morning in Arkansas.)

Intrepid: You have lost your faith haven’t you my dear D? You are so lost that you choose to call me by a dead name? Why is it that I should answer you D.Filed when I should be the one examining you intentions?

(D.Filed stares at the back of her husband’s masked head in disbelief.)

D.Filed: Silas, you are pitifully lost to me with your self-imposed faith aren’t you?

(Intrepid slowly turns his head, facing his wife and stares her down with cold eyes.)

Intrepid: The faith of which I own was imposed onto me by you…so you should thank yourself for murdering your precious Silas. What is pitiful is that you no longer share the same love for this faith…and you no better than a Heathen and Degenerate.

(D.Filed continues to stare at Intrepid in shock.)

Intrepid: Actually D.Filed…it is said in the Words of The Voices; “That to have heard and believed only to turn away…that you are worse than an unbeliever.”

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Bruce Pepin…I believe that you are a spirited man when it comes to wrestling ring but I must preach to all who may hear my voice that you are a fool for the chaos you have wrought on this company with your decision to bring all of these Heathens into this company….and for a chance to achieve what should rightfully be mine!

No matter, I have forsaken all to gain the strength that The Voices shall promise me to tear through them one by one…including you my fearless leader.

I have one purpose and one only you foreign Heathen….I will take great pleasure in obtaining what The Voices should have made you give me outright!

It will taste much sweeter tearing that contract from your sinful little hands and signing it with Wolf Hunter’s blood.

I hate you for the fact that you have driven me to this end but nothing will stop me from pleasing The Voices and fulfilling Their Will.

I am the Hellbilly Prophet and no one….NO ONE will stop me from taking the throne and begin spreading my Lords and Fathers Word onto you all.

I am beginning to see what The Voices mean when They whisper to me that none of you belong….I think that I am slowly becoming a believer to this.

Once I would argue Them that it couldn’t be true that most all of you are no better than Heathens…but the longer I watch the scenes unfold before me the more I understand.

They have ALWAYS had it right in showing me the way you all are….

….NONE OF YOU WILL BE THE SAME AFTER ME!

So sayeth The Voices from the mouth of Their Prophet.