[ Along a dirt path amongst a vast ocean of trees that sway to the cold night wind, a blanket of twilight falls upon a clearing in the woods. There is a cold feeling in the air, an aura of unnerving coldness that translates on the screen. A fire that flickers from the insides of a steel barrel provides us a light source as the camera grain begins to get heavier, the footage starting to become damaged as we begin to hear the voice of Kyle Radcliffe, disembodied, but undeniably him. ]
Kyle Radcliffe: The world is just a little bit more fun when some agents of chaos start pulling the strings, ain't it?
[ In a jump-scare worthy transition, the camera footage flickers and all four members of the Rogues Gallery stand in front of the burning barrel. ]
Kyle Radcliffe: I'm sure most of you are happy right now. The Hooliguunz are the Tag Team Champions of the world. But I hope they can keep their egos in shackles because, if it wasn't for us, perhaps they wouldn't be the champions right now. I think a showing of appreciation is in order.
[ Kyle has a smug grin on his face, the others a stern expression as Lycan's is hidden beneath his mask. ]
Kyle Radcliffe: But I have a feeling we won't get that. Perfectly fine. There isn't any honor among thieves anyway. While we didn't claim the titles, we claimed the tongues of everyone. Instead of celebrating with you, they're asking questions. And the big question isn't why we did what we did, but how did we pull it off?
[ He lets out a chuckle. ]
Kyle Radcliffe: My plan all along after losing to those girl scouts Farris and Marissa was to cost them for what they stole from us. They took Lycan and I's chance to have our grip around the throats of this division. They took away our chance to become champions. They took our public image; we were being taken lightly after Gal Pals fluked a win in over us. They stole from us, and we stole something equally of value back. We were ready to face fines and suspensions for it. We were going to send a message no matter what. But a stroke of good luck happened to fall into our laps.
[ Kyle is handed a small piece of paper from Lycan, the number "9" printed prominently on it. ]
Kyle Radcliffe: You see, Lycan likes to take things when they're left unclaimed and he happened to find this little sheet. An official entry number into the gauntlet match. A number that use to belong to Adam O'Bannon and Garrett Manning. When they had come into the office to officially state they were taking time away from the ring and forfeit their number entry, Lycan just so happened to find it falling out of one of their pockets. So we've been sitting on a golden opportunity to not only cost Gal Pals big time but also score the championships ourselves just to rub that little bit of extra salt into the wounds. But we had one problem; due to the stipulation agreed upon Lycan and I couldn't enter the match.
[ Kyle slaps both McKinley Finch and Tristan Cross on the chest. ]
Kyle Radcliffe: So we called in the reinforcements. Good ol' friends of ours back in Australia. McKinley Finch and Tristan Cross. They could enter as Rogues Gallery participants because they weren't Lycan or myself and they just wrecked shit, ay? They did what we wanted in taking the Gal Pals out of the equation but Stacy DeVille and Lena Skye... they made the same mistake the Gal Pals did. They took from the Rogues. And so, just like we did with Gal Pals, we took something back. We took your grand debut and your grand return and put it under our boot.
[ Kyle starts to pace in front of the other members of the Rogues. ]
Kyle Radcliffe: Don't take it personal girls. But you were in the wrong place at the wrong time and by screwing us, we weren't going to be satisfied until we screwed you back. You made enemies of the Rogues Gallery. And as long as we have a say in it, we're going to be the thorn in your side. We're going to be the lurking fear. The creeping death. And the vast unknown.
[ He shows his teeth in a sickening grin. ]
Kyle Radcliffe: Girls, play time has only just begun. And soon, very soon, we will conquer.
[ One final shot of Kyle's chuckling and smirk before the camera flickers again, the footage grains as the Rogues disappear, the burning barrel the last image before the video ends. ]