*The lights go out in the Cheesedome and the "Imperial March" begins to play as a red glow rises from the floor of the building. Darth rises from beneath the stage and slowly walks to the ring. The Sith Lord enters the ring and stands in the center. He raises his arms, and his raspy voice is heard over the speakers.*
Behold, the power, of the Dark Saaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiidddd!
*Lightning strikes the four ring posts, but the Cheesedome remains lit only by the red glow.*
Pig Iron, last week you dared to call me out. You dared to call me a vestige of corruptness flowing from Dr. Paragon. You dared to call me the weak link in the Dark Lords. Pig Iron, it is your imagination that has gotten away from you! You have deceived yourself of the reality that is the Dark Days.
You, Pig Iron, obsess with pain and suffering, with war and violence. You give this obsession a name. At first it was Dr. Paragon. Yet now, you call it Darth. Pig Iron, you need do no more than open your eyes to the truth behind the Dark Side, behind the Dark Lords themselves!
For I am the pain and suffering. I am the war and violence. I am all that you worship!
When I first appeared on this stage, I was nothing but directionless, untamed, uncontrolled, raw power. You think I disappeared and fell into Grimm's hands. You think Grimm created the Cell to Hell that he used to summon me, his muscle.
In fact, what you saw was nothing more than a ruse. The Dark Days had begun the moment I came onto this scene. For I brought them with me. Grimm was seduced by the power of the Dark Side long before, and I became his instrument of darkness.
For I am the catalyst of darkness, of pain, of suffering, of violence! I am all that Dr. Paragon fears in the world, and consequently, if you fear Dr. Paragon, then you must also fear me!
Pig Iron, you must overcome your fear. You think of me as a weak link, why? Is it because I stand aside while Grimm leads the Dark Lords? Is it because I do not actively seek out the glory of title belts? And who would I face? There is no worthy opponent for me. There is only Grimm. Shall I seek to take his title and weaken our grip on the RDCW? That is the thought of the true weak link. That is your thought, Pig Iron.
You fear that which you do not know, so you proceed to attack only those you know you can defeat. At the Rumble you face Charlie for the Hardcore Porn Title. It is a title I once held, but you will not. You cannot. To hold a title implies leadership. But how can one be a leader if there is still fear that yearns to be purged from within oneself?
After you realize this weakness within yourself, after the Rumble, you will face me. I have no title on the line for you to grasp at, nor do I wish to grasp at any title you may hold. I only wish to purge the fear from within you.
After the Rumble, Pig Iron, we will purge that fear from you with fire and brimstone! You will either defeat me, defeat your fear willingly, by your own hand, or I will lay you across the brimstone and burn the fear from you by force!
To PenWing, my opponent tonight, your path to darkness is almost complete. Soon, you too shall know the power of the Dark Side. Soon, you shall stand with us, the Dark Lords. You will be the first, but not the last. No. For all will succumb to the power, of the Dark Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiddddd!
*Darth raises his hands and lightning again strikes the four ring posts. Darth disappears in the blinding flash and the lights return to the Cheesedome.*
Monroe: Buhgawb! What does all of this mean? Is there a power struggle within the Dark Lords?
Louie: For their sake, I hope not! Maybe we'll know more after the break!
