Renee Young took a deep breath. She stared blankly at the sign that read "Natalya", which was attached to a door in a locker room door in the backstage area of the Boardwalk Hall in Atlantic City, New Jersey. After exhaling, she reached out and tentatively knocked on the door. The camera zoomed in on the look of apprehension on her features. The door opened and the Women's Champion appeared from behind the door. She looked at Renee up and down and smirked.

Natalya: Well, look who it is. EBWF's star interviewer.

Renee Young: Natalya, I was hoping I could get a few words from you regarding your tag team match tonight.

Natalya: Did they run out of other interviewers, or someone pulling a cruel joke on you? Last time I saw you, you were being tended to by medical trainers.

Renee coughed uncomfortably.

Renee Young: Your tag team partner is Tomasso Ciampa, and you will be facing Summer Rae and Dean Ambrose as part of the Warfare Wild Card. How does the Women's Champion strategize for a match that was literally created at random?

Natalya smiled smugly. She stepped away from the door, leaving Renee alone at the threshold. Renee looked on for what seemed like an eternity until Natalya appeared again, her EBWF Women's Championship belt over her shoulder. The camera zoomed in on her new accessory.

Natalya: Do you see this?

Renee Young: Yes. You're the Women's Champion.

Natalya: This championship is all I need to prove that I have the best strategy in this company, is it not? Every woman I've faced, every wrestler that has crossed me has failed. Paige failed. Nikki Cross failed. Sasha Banks and Liv Morgan failed. Twice. Trish Stratus failed.

Renee Young: Well, Trish Stratus...

Natalya leered at her.

Renee Young: Nevermind.

Natalya: Tomasso Ciampa is unhinged. He's not right in the head, and he seems like the kind of guy that would fly off the handle and cost me my match if given the chance. I will not let that happen. As the most dominant Women's Champion in EBWF history, I will not let that hanger-on ruin my chances at victory. If everything goes my way, Dean Ambrose and Tomasso Ciampa will cancel themselves out and leave me to deal with Summer Rae. And I think we both know what would happen then.

Renee Young: You would run off with the title belt?

Nattie arched an eyebrow.

Natalya: You don't value your safety, do you?

Renee coughed.

Renee Young: As I was saying. Do you think with Tomasso Ciampa's tendency to be violent in the ring could prove to be a liability or a benefit when he will have to face Dean Ambrose when he's in the ring?

Natalya: It's pretty simple, Renee. I'm going to into the ring with three people that I could beat in a wrestling match. It doesn't matter who is in there at the moment. The team that I'm on, is the team that will win.

Nattie smirked.

Natalya: After all, Renee. You of all people know just how dangerous I can be. Now, if you'll excuse me...

Renee Young: Natalya, one more question. I--

She was cut off as the door slammed in her face. Renee shook her head and walked off, and the screen faded to black.