The scene fades in, and there is a very dark, very small room is seen.  Some static interrupts the feed for a moment, and Madison bangs the monitor on the side to clear up the picture.  He glances wearily over his shoulder at Senior HCW Camera Man William Taylor.  The two sit in Madison's suite in the hotel where most of the HCW wrestlers and staff are staying.  As per usual, Creature chose to board up somewhere else in town.

Matt: So...where did you find this tape?

Taylor reaches back scratches his head before answering.

Taylor: Well, I was talking with some of the guys with the ring crew at the arena, and I went to get my camera to come back to the hotel.  And I saw that it was on, so I figured someone had been jackin' with it.  So I watched the tape, and it was Creature.  Freaked me out, and I figured you'd want to see since you deal with interviews and all the good shit around here.

Matt reaches over and pats Taylor, who stands by the foot of Madison's bed, on the back.

Matt: Yeah, you probably did the right thing.  So we go.

Matt, who is wearing a red robe provided by the hotel, sits back on the foot of the bed and fastfowards the tape until a gloved hand can be seen on the screen.  The hand waves about, and then a figure moves in front of the camera and takes a seat.  Because of the poor lighting, it is hard to make out who it is, but when the figure speaks, it all becomes evident.

Figure: Hello, HCW Fans.  I'm sure you all know me- I'm the HWA Champion, and one half of the HCW Tag Team Champions, the Prince of Wrestlers and the King of Men, the God of HCW, and the Masked Man of HCW, Creature.

Matt smirks.

Matt: He certainly has given himself a lot of nicknames.

Taylor: Just watch.

Taylor points to the screen as Creature continues to speak.

Creature: You know...it has come to my attention that one of HCW finest up and coming young wrestlers, known as Complicated, has been running his mouth incessantly about me, my career, and even my personal life.  So I felt that it was my duty, as HWA Champion and loyal friend of Inphino Blitz, to address you all and set things straight.  And since Matt Madison was no where to be found, I took it upon myself to film and conduct my own interview.

Matt glances up at Taylor.

Matt: This isn't so bad.

Taylor: Just watch, c'mon.

Matt: Okay, okay.

On the screen, Creature lifts his head high and looks up at the ceiling of the room he is in.  He lets out a huge sigh, and then stares right back into the camera, his evil eyes piercing Matt's soul from behind his demonic mask.  He stares directly into the camera.

Creature: Complicated...you told a story about Zachery Taylor, and about a certain secondary president.  It was a fine lesson in US history.  But then you took a wrong turn.  Then you said that...that HCW only kept me around in case something happened to Blitz.  Then you said...I was a seconday champion.  Hahahaha!  That's an interesting point of view.  That's also THE WRONG POINT OF VIEW.  Complicated, Complicated, Complicated.  I fully support you trying to go out and make a name for yourself.  But targeting me, slandering my name, it is the wrong way to go about things.  You can talk about your presidents, you can talk about Pimp Industries, you can talk about caves...but you shouldn't have mentioned me.  Because Complicated, I'm not here to mess around.  I'm not HWA Champion to mess around.  I'm not one half of the greatest Tag Team along with my good friend Inphino Blitz, TO MESS AROUND.  Complicated...it's true I'm one fucked up individual.  But because you mentioned my name...I'm one fucked up individual who is going to put an end to your shit the only way I know how- by putting an end to you.  Complicated, originally, going into this Thursday, my primary goal was to walk away HWA Champion.  But just as Taylor's follow was a secondary president, that has now become a secondary goal.  Can you guess what my primary goal is?  COMPLICATED?

Creature continues to stare directly into the camera, and a smile crosses his face.

Creature: I'll tell you.  It is to crack open your fucking skull and spit on your rotten brain.

The smiles slowly leaves Creature's face, and he reaches off camera and grabs the HWA Title and HWA Tag Title belts.  He sets them on his lap, and glances down at them, then right back up into the camera.

Creature: The truth is Complicated...no one in HCW has ever hit me so hard with words.  Maybe it is because until Born Again, I thought we were friends.  Maybe it is because I never imagined you harbored such ill feelings towards me.  But whatever it is, all you've really done is made me mad.  REALLY MAD.

Creature begins to visibly shake.

Creature: Really FUCKING mad.

Creature bites his lower lip and swallows, then resumes talking.

Creature: Complicated, I'm a busy man.  I've got two championships to defend, and a lot of things to take care of.  I don't have time to get REALLY...FUCKING...MAD.  And I don't have any more time to listen to your words, your shitty little pissant words.  So here's what I'm gonna do- I'm going to stop thinking about you.  I'm going to stop talking about you, and I am going to forget about you.  And tomorrow night, at Loaded, when I see your rotten toothed, yellow eyed, happy go lucky face, then I'll let it all come out again.  Then I'll remember that I am REALLY...FUCKING...MAD.  And then I will rip the rotten teeth from your head.  Then I will poke out your beedy yellow eyes.  And then I will kick in your happy go lucky face.  And rather than Feel the Abyss, Complicated... you will suffer from MAJOR...FUCKING...COMPLICATIONS.

As he says this, Creature seems to relax.  He lets out a sigh, and the tenseness leaves his body.  He takes both his belts and positions one over each shoulder, still staring into the camera.  He nods slowly, up and down, and then continues.

Creature: On a brighter side...I've got many other opponents to face in the Invitational tomorrow.  I don't know who they'll be yet, because they are all too scared to come forward, but they will step forward, yeah, they will.  And when you do, and you all know who you are, just please bear in mind that there is no way in hell that you are going to take MY HWA Title away from me, no now, no ever!  Your Futures Are Dim...but the Abyss is Dimmer.

Creature leans forward and the scene begins to move back and forth as he was apparently tinkering with the camera.  Finally, there is some static and then the scene cuts to black.  Matt closes his mouth, which had been open for the majority of Creature's self conducted interview.  He glances over at Taylor.

Matt: You know scares me the most?

Taylor looks down at him on his bed.

Taylor: What's that?

Matt: He...he never blinked.  Not once.

Taylor: Yep...

Matt: Will...we've got one sick puppy on our hands.

Taylor places his hands akimbo.

Taylor: And that was an interview with a mad man.