*Joey Biles smugly steps into the ring, mic in hand.

Monroe: What the hell? Who hired this guy?

MarcuM: I think he hired himself!

Biles: Ladies and gentlemen, at this time I would like to introduce to you. . .

*Biles is interrupted as Pantera's "Cemetary Gates" explodes over the sound system and the arena goes dark. Black lights wash over the arena as the Dark Lords (Grimm, Darth, and Pig Iron) accompanied by Chesty Lerou make their way down to the ring. The group make their way into the ring and surround Biles.

Biles: . . .The Dark Lords?!

*Biles tries to recover his composure and sticks the mic in Grimm's face.

Biles: I take it your contract negotiations went well.

Grimm: They did.

Biles: Well?

*Grimm clamps Biles' shoulder in a vise.

Grimm: Joeeyyyy Billleess. . .what is it you do here again? When did you first arrive? Oh yes, during that meaningless XPW bullshit. And who exactly hired you to work for RDCW? Nobody? Is that right?

Biles: . . .well. . .

Darth: Answer him.

Biles: Technically, I'm on a probationary period. . .

Pig Iron: Period. Heh.

Grimm: So you don't really work here. And there's really no reason for you to be out here right now, is there, Joey?

Biles: Well. . .no.

Grimm: Leave. Now. Before I let my friends have my way with you.

*Biles hands off the mic to the waiting Chesty Lerou before he gingerly steps out of the ring and walks back to the locker room at a brisk pace.

Chesty: Hee hee! That was fun! Grimm, you've just resigned with the RDCW at a much higher salary, with better benefits, and I hear a great dental plan! What's in store for you and the Dark Lords now?

Grimm: You're so right, Chesty. It's as I've said for months now. The Dark Days are coming to the RDCW. And now that the relatively small matter of contractual business has been dealt with, we can deal with business in the ring. We have an agenda. And we mean to follow it.

The Dark Lords have unfinished business in RDCW. There are many people out there right now with targets on their backs. Some of them know this, like the Allied Powers, and attempt to hide behind security guards and hired help.

*Darth smirks and rolls his eyes at the memory of Jeeves falling in a heap last week as JLA and Howdy scurried out of the ring.

Grimm: Some, like Joe Mama, attempt to hide their fear behind false bravado and open challenges. He made his open challenge knowing full well that I was in contractual limbo and hoping against hope that things wouldn't work themselves out and that I'd leave RDCW for other options. Well, it didn't happen.

And there are still others, yet unaware of their targets. But they'll know soon enough. You see, everyone in this game has their role to play. And when the time is right, they will learn it. Because I am the puppet master. And I pull the strings.

Chesty: That's quite a mouthful! Darth?

Darth: Fear the power of the darksiiiiide!!!

Pig Iron: Irony is a dish best served cold.

Grimm: The Dark Days are here. Abandon all hope.