The camera fades in on an old run down building.  There is police tape over the doors and wood over the windows.  The camera man turns quick to a man walking in through one of the side doors.  He walks to the door.  As he is stepping up he sees blood stains one the wall and ground, they look like they have been there for months.  On the door there is a sign that says UWF.  The camera man walks through some hallways into a stadium.  There is an old ring on in the middle and chairs turned over in the audience.  He walks into the middle of the ring and pans the arena.  There are ripped up signs that said “The Ultimate Wrestling Federation presents Gang Warfare! April 9, 1999.”  He sees the dark figure walking up the ramp and to the left.  The camera man follows him and ends up in the hall with all the locker rooms.  The hallway is dark with a thin light coming from the door at the end.  On the door there is written “Fates Warning Gang Warfare Champs!”  The camera man opens the door.  In the corner of the room is a man sitting on a stole.  He has a black robe on with a hood that covers his face.  He slowly lifts his face only to reveal his mouth to the camera. 

[Man] “I see that you finally made it here.”

[C-man] “What do you want? Who are you?”

[Man] “It doesn’t matter who I am or what I want.”

He pauses and looks around.  The camera man still cannot get a look at his face. 

[Man] “This place used to be home of some of the greatest wrestlers in the world.  Kamikaze, Biohazard, 187, Wizard, Powerhouse.  But now its just a run down building.  There is nothing that can replace the things that have happen in this building.”

[C-man] “What are you talking about some of the greatest; I have never heard of any of this people or the UWF on top of that.”

The figure reaches down and picks up a small bag with something red in it.

[Man] “This is an eye from a wrestler that used to wrestle here.  I squished it during the last gang warfare match here.  It was the bloodiest battle ever here between Fate and Wizard’s stable, if you could call it a stable. But now the Fate has broken up.  Kama is managing no name people in some federation on the east cost.  Bio is working at a factory. And 187 is working at McDonald’s.  Just to name a few.  But as for me I, its time to put back on my boots.  And the WWA looks like a great place to start my career over at.”

[C-man] “What makes you think that you are good enough for the WWA?  I know the people there and they are not nobodies like the people you are talking about seem to be.”

The figure starts to sit up and move towards the man.  The camera man jumps back and starts to shake.  He reaches to the left of him and grabs a belt.

[Man] “Ha, there is no need to jump.  I’m not going to hurt you.  You would be a waist of my time and energy.  This belt is the lightweight championship belt of the UWF.  I was the last owner of it until the federation went down, due to the owner getting sick.  I won this title with a broken ankle and have scares from barbwire, glass, and scars from matches.  But why am I telling you all of this, you are just a lowly camera man.  I don’t have to explain myself to you.”

[C-Man] “No matter what you say I still think that you are a wanta be that has no talent and is just in it for the fame.”

[Man] “I could care a less about the fame.  I’m just in it because I am one crazy fool.  You see that picture over there. (He points to a picture of a big heavy weight man.)  That is a 450 pound wrestler that I went one on one with.  Even though I got stomped I never back down form any challenge.  But that’s enough dealing with you. This goes out to all of the other wrestlers in the WWA.  Beware of me and my wrath.  I am going to go straight to the top and there is not going to be anyone that stands in my way.”

The lights in the room go out.  When they come back on the figure is gone and on the wall written in something red is “Fear the Wrath of the Fate!”