[May 27th, Memorial Day. A day that honors war veterans, and a day that honors, and remembers this countries past. A day that six years ago, one wrestling company changed professional wrestling forever. A little over one month ago, a different wrestling company closed it's doors, forever. Or so it would seem. But, can something so good stay dead forever? One man would disagree.]

[A black limo pulls up to the CWF Arena. Smack dab in the heart of Cincinnati, this once vibrant structure remains lifeless, void of it's once overflowing life. The limo driver, with a nametag reading "David" opens a door, and a man steps out of the limo. He looks at the CWF Arena, constructed nearly three years ago. He remembers the history that took place within it's walls, and he walks towards it. The limo driver waits as the man enters the CWF Arena.]

[Inside the CWF Arena, the man walks down the aisle, and heads to the very last ring CWF ever used, still in it's place, in the center of the arena. He steps between the ropes, and enters the ring. He is not a wrestler. Nor was he. He was however, a former CWF President. A man that cared about CWF more than others who have assumed the Title of "CWF President". He is responsible for much of CWF's success. He, overall, is remembered for when CWF exploded in late 1999 and early 2000. He is, Matt Vaughn.]

[He looks around at the empty arena. The announcers booth, minus announcers. The ring, minus wrestlers. The seats, minus a crowd. He beings to speak.]

Matt Vaughn: How could this have happened? I never thought CWF would close, not in a million years. We were strong, we were vibrant, we were a cornerstone of this business. How did this happen? How did all of this end?

[Vaughn goes to the production area of the arena, and cues up the video archieve of the last CWF event. Vaughn wonders how he was even able to turn on the lights and media devices here. CWF must have paid in advance, but for how long? He walks out to the ring, and plays the Last CWF Card ever, since then dubbed by wrestlin analysts as "Air of Finality". Vaughn watches the show, and in parts gets emotional, watching as wrestlers he calls friends take their final bows in CWF. The tape ends.]

Vaughn: Well, that answers my questions. I wonder what they've gone onto since CWF closed.

"Some went to the IWO, some have gone missing, some went to NEW, and some have just sat at home unemployed. All because this grand company closed it's doors. But that's not the crying shame of it all."

[Vaughn turns to see......Blackbird13?!]

Vaughn: What are you doing here?

Blackbird13: The same as you, surverying the end of something we were both a part of.

Vaughn: So what is this about a crying shame? The fans missing out on what they loved? The hundreds of office workers and road crews now unemployed?

Blackbird13: Yes yes, all of that. All of that and the money no longer being raked in.

Vaughn: You sound like Bruschoff.

Blackbird13: Do not confuse me with that narrow minded, short sighted peon. The CWF, the cash cow of the heartland, the midwest, in Cincinnati. The IWO, the cash cow of the south, in Virgina. And the NEW, the cash cow of the north, Boston.

Vaughn: And the point to mentioning CWF and it's rivals is...?

Blackbird13: You have been out of the business for awhile, haven't you Vaughn?

Vaughn: I've been vacationing, in Africa. Before that it was...

Blackbird13: Nevermind, I don't need your itinary. Do you still hunger, still crave, still desire, CWF to be open?

Vaughn: You know I do.

Blackbird13: Then, follow me. There is someone you need to meet.

[The two disappear into the back, and almost two hours pass before Vaughn and Blackbird13 re-emerge back to the ring.]

Blackbird13: You have made the right choice, Matt.

Vaughn: I hope so.

Blackbird13: With IWO gone, just a month after CWF closed, the time is right. One died because one was seeping life away from it. Now, one's death can give the other one life.

Vaughn: In other words, the CWF is back!!!

(FTB.)