*Evil laughter echoes through the building as the lignts go out and the words EVIL IS COMING appear on the screen, then "Won't Back Down" by Fuel starts up. When the drums and guitar kick in pyro shoots up the ramp, one explosion after another in time to the drumbeats starting at the part of the ramp closest to the ring and ending at the entrance door, ending with a bigger explosion right at the door. Red lights come on and, as the smoke clears a dark figure is standing at the top of the ramp. The words on the screen have changed to EVIL IS HERE and then they switch back and forth between that and JOHNNY EVIL. The guy walking to the ring is wearing a hood over his head, sort of like Cobra Commander and he's wearing a sort of military-style uniform with a long coat in red and black, he's carrying a microphone and a briefcase and he has a small bag over his shoulder. He makes his way to the ring. The lighting returns to normal as he climbs into the ring.*
Marcum: Finally, after all the hype we're getting our first look at Johnny Evil. I wonder if he's really as evil as they say.
Monroe: As who says?
Marcum: Shut up.
*Johnny Evil puts the briefcase down and his electronically-altered voice comes trhough the microphone.*
Evil: I'm sure some of you are wondering if I am really evil enough to call myself Johnny Evil. I will prove it to you tonight, but first, I'm a little hungry.
*Johnny Evil takes the bag off his shoulder, reaches in and pulls out a cute little kitten, holds it out for all to see and then he puts the kitten under his hood. A disgusting crunching sound can be heard in the deadly silent arena.
Monroe: My GOD! Johnny Evil has eaten a kitten! How sick can a human being get?
Evil: Now, just in case you don't believe me...
*He pulls a remote control device out of the bag and pushes one of the buttons and banners large unroll in different parts of the arena, each with a nude picture of one of the Golden Girls. People all over the arena shriek in terror at horrific sight.*
Evil: That was just the warm up. Here's the main event!
*He pushes another button and something some very, very strange people might actually call "music" starts to play. Some people actually start fleeing for the exits.*
Monroe: OH MY GOD! That sicko is playing "It's a Small World"! This must be the most twisted, evil man on the face of the Earth!
Evil: Now, I doubt any more demonstrations are needed. Let me get to business. There are a lot of people in RDCW who have a lot of ability and are wasting it because they have no killer instinct. They all have a point where they will go no further. They all think "What am I going? I can't treat another human being this way." I don't. I don't care if another person is feeling, or thinking. I see the other wrestlers here in RDCW as things to either use or overcome to reach my goals. There is one man in particular who comes to mind. Notwedge.
*The crowd cheers at the mention of his name but Johnny Evil uses his remote to turn up the volume on "It's a Small World".*
Evil: Do I have your attention? Good. Notwedge is wasting his potential. He's so worried about entertaining you morons that he hasn't even come close to reaching the level someone who has his ability is capable of. I'm going to help him. Not help him to win, or to realize his potential but to help him waste it. I will do everything in my power to make sure he NEVER becomes the World Champion. He'll be stuck in Tag Team obscurity forever. I know he's in the Rumble tonight and I'm not and the winner gets a title shot. But I've come up with a way to keep him from winning.
*He holds up the briefcase.*
Evil: In this case, I have ten thousand reasons to be the man who eliminates Notwedge tonight. I think you know what I mean. Notwedge, you will NEVER be Champion. I'm just evil enough to make sure it never happens.
*Won't Back Down starts up again and Johnny Evil leaves to thunderous boos. When he's gone, "It's a Small World" starts up again.*
Monroe: I've just gotten some terrible news from the production crew. No one knows how to stop "It's a Small World from playing. Good God, that was one evil guy.
