The loud rumbling of static took over the airwaves of all major outlets. He ran for what seemed like minutes, though only mere seconds before the static faded and in the static, the man in the wolf mask stood. Leaky pipes dripped behind his as a dim light revealed what seemed like a basement, or boiler room.

"A difference face, but the same Savior. Do you think that you're the one? Do you think that you can save what the true Savior could not? Do you believe?"

.faceless//MAN_IN_STATIC

The man's head tilted to the right.

"You.. You have no idea the torment that you cause. The pain that she felt because the Savior could not save. The King could not reign. But she lives. She still cries for her hero. Is it you? Or you?"

.faceless//MAN_IN_STATIC

Laughter is heard as the man is the mask stood there. Inside the static, the sound of multiple voiced continuously questioning, "Or you?" could be heard. The static returned to the visual screens with the same words, "OR YOU?" in blood red letters. The stayed on the screen inside the static for a while before the static cut out and everything returned to normal. Everyone still wondering.

PJ Black sat back into a leather sofa as he watched the monitor. He eyes remained focus as the volume from the monitor could be heard. Out of the speakers played "Metalingus", the theme song to former EBWF World Champion, and now, PJ's next challenger, Edge. Black shook his head as the cameraman swung the camera around in front of PJ.

"Well, it looks like you finally found your balls Edge. I honestly don't know what you did to get another shot, especially after you gave away the shot the last time you had it, but hell. If I would waste the time trying to figure out everything that happens in this place, I wouldn't have time for anything else. Either way, it doesn't matter. You got another shot and by the sounds of it this week, you're actually going to go through with this time. Right? I mean, you are actually going to fight me this time Edge? You're not going to come out to the stage at Destiny and be like, "Look, I'm still scared. I don't want to face PJ so I'm giving my title shot tonight to.. Noam Dar. No no.. Um.. Tyler Breeze.. No, darn.. I give it to Eva Marie." This is really going to happen this time?"

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

Black shook his head as though he was still annoyed by Edge giving his first title shot away.

"Now Edge, I really don't know if I can trust any of the words that just came out of your mouth. Sure, you sound like you're really going for it this time, but you are Edge after all. You're more of a man in the shadows than a man that is actually thinking of contending for the EBWF World Championship. So can any of us really take you serious anymore? Can we? Can we believe that stand in the middle of that ring after not really competing in two months? Can you really tell those fans that you're not going to disappoint? Especially after you already disappointed your "Edgeheads" when you gave up your last chance to be the savior? Think about that."

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

Black tapped on his forehead as he turned his attention back to the monitor.

Alarms blared as everyone pulled out their phones, all over. An Amber Alert flashed onto their screens before the words "HELP ME" covered the alert. Laughter was heard through the speakers of the phone before there was silence. A soft gasping for breath was heard after.

"My name... My name is Zahra Schreiber.. I have been.."

.unlucky//ZAHRA_SCHREIBER

The was a pause as thought Zahra did not want to continue. A loud slap was heard followed by the soft cries thought to be coming from Zahra. After a few seconds, Zahra could be heard again.

"I have been found guilty of believing in a false prophet... My faith has faltered from the one true Savior... I... No.. I can't.. Please..."

.unlucky//ZAHRA_SCHREIBER

Another slap was heard followed by more cries of pain from Zahra. In her cries, Zahra continued.

"I deserve the punishment that has been brought down upon me... My punishment... My punishment shall continue until my the one true Savior can free me from my chains...."

.unlucky//ZAHRA_SCHREIBER

She whimpered softly as she finished what seemed to be a scripted speech. Static then took over before the man in the wolf mask appeared. He leaned his head to the right slowly before straightening it to speak.

"She believes that you will come. She holds on onto the hope that she will be saved. But there is no saving her. You will be too late."

.faceless//MAN_IN_STATIC

Static burst out of the speakers as laughter is fades away. A quick click and then the Amber Alert alarms are heard all over again.

The click of the camera was heard just as the video flickered to life. PJ Black stood arms length away from camera as he held it out in front of him. He wasted no time as he spoke up into the camera.

"Listen, I heard you when you challenged me on Monday. I heard you when you asked how I would fair against you. Now tell me, why am I being told that I've never beaten you?"

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

He looked from side to side before he continued.

"I don't know if you're going around running your mouth, saying that I've never beaten you, or if your fans are to stupid enough to remember your wrestling career. Because, if my memory serves me correctly, I've had your number Edge, not the other way around. I'm the one that has ruined your hopes, your chances. I'm the one that has stood in your way and cost you your chance at King of the Ring. Not this last year because well, I'm the champ. But the year before that, yeah, that was me. I'm sure there's more, but the fact is that I stop you from reclaiming any glory before. That was me. Do you understand that? Do your fans understand that?"

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

Black looked into the camera as though he was actually waiting for an answer.

"So before you, or any of your little "Edgeheads" start to spew at the mouth about how I've never beaten you. Stop. Think. Remember. Remember that I've ended your King of the Ring dreams. Remember that I've ended your chances at becoming EBWF World Champion. Remember that anytime you and I have faced off when there was something at stake, I always came out on top. Do you understand that?"

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

He rolled his eyes as he took a quick pause.

"I know what you're going to say, you're going to tell everyone that all that, doesn't matter. None of the times that I beat you, matters. You're going to get your cheap pops by talking about how you're still the "Ultimate Opportunist". You're still the old Edge. Still the best. But you're not. Edge, everything that you think you still are, you're not. In this business, in this generation, you're old news. You're the past. You're better off retired. See, this generation, my generation, we don't care about old timers like you. We don't care about what you did, or what you think you can still do. We don't care because we know that you're just losing your mind earlier than expected."

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

Black lifted his free hand and ran his fingers through his beard.

"I'm going to keep this short Edge because I don't want to drag this on and bore anyone to death. The fact that I'm talking about you in 2017 will do that all on it's own. I know that I'm going to sound like a broken record and say the same thing that every one of your opponents recently has said. Which, if so many people are telling you this, don't you think that maybe, we know what we're talking about? But anyways, it's 2017 Edge, and you know what that means. It means that it's time for the elderly like yourself to step aside for those of us that can actually still move around that ring. Seriously though, a ladder match Edge? A ladder match. I know it was your signature match, and I know that you want to fill the entire arena with the nostalgia of yesteryear. You want everyone to get that same feeling as they had when you first climb those ladders and made a name for yourself. But that's not going to happen Edge. They're going to get a different feeling. They're going to get the feeling of nausea. Nausea of seeing their champion, bending a ladder of a the back of a hero that they could once believe in. A hero that they though would be invincible forever. A hero that should have stayed a fond memory. At Destiny Edge, you're going to realize that you did the right thing when you gave your last title shot away to Enzo. You're going to realize that you should have never walked out on Warfare and declared that you were going to challenge me for the EBWF World Championship. You're going to realize that the ladder match, it use to be your ace in the hole. But now, the ladder match, it's going to be nightmare. It's going to be your hell. You're going to realize Edge... You're going to realize you should have just stayed sitting on the couch."

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

He gave a nod before he reached up and clicked the camera off with his free hand.

The last EBWF LIVE show was in full swing as the EBWF Universe watched the up and coming EBWF talent show their stuff as the real Superstars prepared themselves for tomorrow night's Destiny Pay Per View. All of them except for the EBWF World Champion himself, PJ Black as "Sick of It" blasted onto the live show's sound system. The Universe booed as PJ walked out with the EBWF World Championship draped over his shoulder. Dressed casual in jeans and a t-shirt, Black quickly made his way down the small ramp and into the ring. He walked up to the young trial ring announce and took the microphone. He took the mic into the center of the ring.

"Look, you don't want me here, I don't want to be here. So how about you do both of us a favor and just shut the hell up so I can get out of here."

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

His words pissed the EBWF Universe off even more as the boos got increasingly louder. He shook his head and looked down at his wrist. There wasn't a watch, but PJ acted as thought he was reading the time as he waited.

"Listen, I don't have alright, so I'm just going to have to say my peace, even if you won't shut it. Tomorrow night... Tomorrow night......"

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

He continued to try to talk but the crowd would not let up. This angered Black as he paced around the ring as he yelled at the EBWF away from the microphone. He made it back to the middle of the ring and raised the mic up again.

"Tomorrow night, I face off against another one of your little heroes. A man that all of you have put on a higher pedestal than he's even put himself on. And we're talking about Edge here, so that seems like a feat that would have never happened. But here we are..."

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

"Edge" chants rang out through the EBWF Universe, which caused PJ to lower the microphone. He looked around before he brought the microphone back up.

"See, this is what I'm talking about. The man has been gone for months, but here you are. Cheering him like he's been here every single day since day one. News flash, he hasn't. Edge, he comes when he think that he can get something out of the short time he has. Case in point, the King of the Ring tournament. Every year, whether he's been around or not, Edge manages to pull himself out of obscurity long enough to make an appearance in attempt to chase after the EBWF World Championship. He comes, competes, gets knocked out, and then goes back under the rock and hangs out with Patrick Star for the next year or so. Hell, I'm the one that is usually sending him back to the sea, but of course. With Edge, if it doesn't benefit him, it never happened. Which is why all of you idiots that just jump on the next bandwagon that pulls into the station, you actually sit there and believe it when Edge thinks that I have never beaten him when it matter. But honestly, I've always beaten you when it matters Edge. Sure, maybe I haven't defended any championships against you. I didn't when I was Path to Glory Champion, and I haven't yet since becoming World Champion. I'll give you that, I haven't defend any championship against you."

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

Black shook his head as he looked out at the Universe, who finally calmed down slightly.

"The other half of Rated RKO, I've dominated every time I defend any of my championship against. But don't worry Edge, I'm not comparing the two of you. Randy has too much talent for me to do that. I'm sure you and Randy don't compare yourselves, but what you do behind close doors, that's your business. My business is the fact that just a few months ago Edge, you had your shot. You had your chance to knock some sense into me. Teach me unless. Beat me before I took your partner's title record. You had that chance. No, you earned that chance. But you gave it away. You came out to this very ring and you gave away your title shot, that you earned by beating Miz and Orton. You came out here and gave it away to Enzo Amore."

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

The EBWF Universe popped for the mention of the EBWF Breakout Champion, Enzo. Black shook his head as he stood in the center of the ring.

"Sheep, I swear..."

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

He continued to shake his head as the EBWF Universe's cheers quickly turned to boos.

"You gave your chance away, and what happened. I beat Enzo and proved to him that his little victory over me at Warfare, it wasn't anything. Not even close. So the chance that you had, you wasted it by giving it to a chump who didn't belong at the level that you believed him to be at. And then here we are, two months later... two months that have been Edge free I might have. But two months later, you come out. Get your little pop in your hometown. And you announce that now, after giving away your shot and walking away for months, now you want to challenge me. You want to just waltz back into the EBWF in your hometown and declare that you're going to be challenging me for my EBWF World Championship, in a ladder match. Which, let's face it. I gave Jimmy Havoc a match of his choosing, so why shouldn't you get your type of match. I mean, after all, you do always get what you want. But it makes no difference. It didn't with Havoc and I'm going to prove to you Edge, that it makes no difference for you. If you really think that it does, then you're as delusional as Havoc was."

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

Black gave a smirk as the crowd continued to boo, now at the mention of Havoc's loss.

"I know, you're all so saddened that your savior Jimmy Havoc couldn't get the job done. Get over it, I told you all that it wasn't going to happen and look, it didn't. But here you have a new savior to believe in again. Your hero. The man that no matter how long he's gone for, he will always have your admiration. In Edge you trust. Well, I'm here tonight to tell you that you trust is going to be broken. Playtime's over, and all your little games and beliefs, they all come to an end. Edge, I don't know why you gave your shot away last time. I don't know why you think you have a chance this time. But I do know that whether is was at Sacrifice or tomorrow at Destiny. You would have stepped in the ring with me, and you would have learned that there is a new generation in this business and everything that you thought that you knew inside this ring, it's in the history books. Just like where you should stay. And after Destiny, I will put you back in the past where you and Randy, you can sit and remember the old days. You can sit and hold onto the only things that make you relevant, and that's your long title reign as EBWF Tag-Team Champions. You're never going to have this championship again. Randy Orton, his reign as the longest EBWF World Champion in history, it's going to be broken. So he's not even going to have anything to be proud about except for his time being the longest reigning EBWF Tag-Team Champions with you Edge. Just face the facts Edge, you time, it's behind you. Those accolades that you've earned, that's all that you have left. That's all what you will ever have. Your golden years, they're behind you. They're in the rear view mirror. Anything that you were, you're not anymore. You're the "Rated R Superstar". You're not the "Ultimate Opportunist". You're nothing but a shell of your former self who is just tarnishing their legacy by trying to continue to fight for something that has long surpassed you. Whether you believe that you can still do it. Whether these people think that you can still do it. You can't. You can't do it anymore Edge. You can't make it to the top anymore. You can't compete in a ladder match more. Which I will prove to you tomorrow night. Not because I want to, but because you wanted this match. So just like I did with Jimmy Havoc, I will compete in your match. And I will beat you. I will show you up. I will make you, and your little match stipulation... My bitch."

.darewolf//PJ_BLACK

With that last word, PJ dropped the microphone and quickly exited the ring.