He began to speak.
"I see darkness...
"I see stars...
"I see gold...
"I see people....
"You may ask what is the darkness that I see? Go on ask...
"The darkness to me is the EBWF.
"You may ask what are the stars I see?
"To me the Stars are the Wrestlers of the EBWF. Stars like Chris Jericho, Randy Orton, John Cena, and Edge.
"You may ask why do I see gold?
"To me the Gold is all the championship belts within the EBWF. The World Championship, the Intercontinental Championship, the Path to Glory Championship, and the Break Out Championship.
"You may ask what sort of people do I see?
"I see you all, I see those who have the gold, I see those who don't have the gold, I see those who want to be the next big thing, and I see those who just want to be a somebody but is a nobody.
"I see, I see, I see.
"I see people who rise, I see people who fall. I see dreams made, and I see dreams shattered.
"Now you may ask, who am I? Who is he?
"Go on ask yourselves that, I dare you.
"Who is indeed the question of the day? I am the deliverer, I am the master manipulator, I am the Master of Minds, and I am here, in the EBWF, to take control of your minds. Some call me a Mastermind, I call myself....."
The chair is turned around, as the newcomer faces the camera for the first time.
"Bray Wyatt...."
Bray begins to laugh. He then stops.
"Greetings EBWF. I am the new face around here, I am about to compete in my first upcoming match.
"I come to the EBWF to be it's champion, I come to the EBWF to cleanse it of it's dead weight, I come to EBWF to make my mark. like buzzards hovering over their meal, so will I hover over the carcasses of the EBWF."
Bray begins to laugh again, and then stops. He gets up off of his chair and walks to the middle of the room.
"I find myself against the Man who has many names but only one face.
"I find myself against a Man who can take one small step, but can actually take one giant leap for the rest of us.
"I find myself going against some one who is very dangerous, including to himself, that the buzzards would like to pick apart if he found himself completely still for too long. He's like a sitting duck."
Bray turns around and walks back to his chair.
"Those of who still don't have a clue who I am talking about then more fool you. You are the ones who I can control easily. You're minds are like putty in my hands."
Bray sits down in his chair.
"I'm coming for you man with many names but only one face."
Bray starts laughing, and turns his chair around. The camera fades out.
Moda Center
Portland, Oregan
Warfare is about to start. The fans have flocked to the Moda Center, in Portland, Oregan for another continuation of EBWF's Warfare.
Just before the first match is about to start, the huge screen goes black, and it goes inside a room which is dark.
They hear Bray's voice.
"Good evening, Portland, Oregan."
The fans cheer.
"I believe man is the only creature who refuses to be what he is. That certainly rings true with my first opponent, Mick Foley, because ninety five percent of the time, he doesn't even know who he is.
"In the depths of my heart I can't help being convinced that Mick Foley, is now a worthless piece of crap waiting to be picked up, and taken out in the trash. He is a broken down man, with too many injuries to his body. I am that shovel, I am here to take out the trash, and Mick Foley, I'm starting with you."
Bray shows his face, and begins to laugh. He then stops.
"Portland, Oregan. It's time for you all to see the Master of Minds in action."
Bray disappears back into the darkness, as the fans go crazy.