The scene opened in the parking lot area. Cars and busses were lined up in the garage, and Charly Caruso stood in front of an exit door.

Charly Caruso: Hello EBWF Universe! I'm Charly Caruso, standing by and hoping to get a word with some of the Royal Rumble participants as they enter the Talking Stick Resort Arena. Thirty men will enter the Rumble, and for the first time in EBWF history, the Rumble will determine the brand new EBWF World Cham...

The interviewer abruptly stopped mid-sentence and shifted gears.

Charly Caruso: Edge! Edge can we get a word with you about the Royal Rumble...

The camera spun toward a car. Edge was stepping out of a Lincoln Town Car that was being driven by someone else. He eyed Charly for a minute and then shrugged.

Edge: Sure, whatever.

Charly Caruso: You've won the EBWF Royal Rumble in the past, what does someone have to do to outlast 29 other men.

Edge: Well, Charley, outlasting most men isn't usually a problem.

He winked. The interviewer blushed.

Edge: It's always a good thing to be coming out later in the match. I'm entering at number 25, and that's a pretty decent number. We're all fighting for the same thing. A chance at EBWF immortality. To be the first man in the history of EBWF to win the World Championship at the Royal Rumble. Typically, Jimmy Havoc had to make this historic night all about him. Carting Chris Jericho out there all by himself so he can have two minutes alone with him. We get it Jimmy. You LOVE Jericho. It's all about Jericho. Give me a fucking break with this already. You're in charge. You already made it, son. What is the obsession with Chris Jericho!? I know the guy is aging in reverse, and he's still basically the best wrestler there is, but give it a freakin' rest already. Charley, the Rumble is a crap shoot, a huge gamble. You never know what you're going to get. Take the Miz for instance. Sometimes, Miz comes out and puts on the show of the night, other times, it's like his untalented twin brother comes out in his stead. I never know which Miz I'm going to get, and neither do the fans, so they couldn't possibly be any less interested in him.

Charly Caruso: Who are the real threats in this sort of this match?

Edge: Besides the surprise entrants? Honestly? There's maybe seven guys you really have to worry about and the rest are filler. Dean Ambrose? Chris Hero? Mike Kanellis? Who else? Who else... um.... Mysterio! Syxx, does anyone really believe that Syxx is in this thing to win it? Where the hell has the Rock been? He's too busy turning crappy video games into crappier movies. Who cares. Mick Foley? I thought he was dead. Did we dig him up? Then you got your guys who are there for the straight comedy factor. The Gorgeous Guys hell even Owens is funny in this situation.

Edge rolled his eyes.

Edge: I think my favorite part of all of this though is Bret Hart coming out and announcing himself at number thirty. Like that's supposed to be some advantage to him. The only reason Bret was falling all over himself to be number thirty is so he wouldn't run the risk of having to be in the ring for forty minutes, because I think we all know he can't go anymore. For God's sake, what did Wes make Natalya do for him to let her run down, half dead, embarrassing as all hell, once legendary uncle limp himself down to this ring at number thirty, like he isn't going to get his ass beat. I got to hand it to you Wes, that's love. That's true love.

He nodded.

Edge: So Charly, that leaves you with the guys you really have to worry about. Jericho and Havoc are here for their own thing they've got going on, everyone knows that. So, PJ Black, that unknown factor in Marty Scurll, the surprise return from Jeff Hardy, that unpredictable nut job Dalton Castle, Braun Strowman, Randy Orton, and as much as it pains me to say this? AJ Styles. That's seven isn't it? See? How'd I know that? Seven guys I actually have to worry about. I've been doing this for a long time, and Randy and me kind of have an every man for themselves policy going into the Royal Rumble. Doesn't mean I won't help my brother out though if it means getting rid of someone we don't particularly like. AJ Styles can expect Randy and I to zero in on him really quick, and then who knows what will happen from there.

Charly Caruso: What kind of strategy do you have to use to eliminate someone like Braun Strowman?

Edge: That's not a divide and conquer situation unfortunately. I think a lot of the guys in the ring are going to have to ban together to pull that off. Braun is a big son of a bitch, and he's out for blood. I think we all know that. I'm interested to see how many men he can eliminate and who eventually throws him out. It's painfully obvious to me, Charly, that this whole thing has been designed for PJ Black.

Charly Caruso: What do you mean?

Edge: He's already talking as if he's won the damn thing. How exciting for him. And if he doesn't win, he's of course going to want to investigate the conspiracy against him. When it's starting to look to me like everything is stacked in PJ's favor, not against him. Coming out at number six though, I guess no one did him a favor then. But if anyone can get through 24 dudes in a Royal Rumble match, it might be the Darewolf. I'm looking to stop him though. I'm looking to reclaim EBWF glory tonight. I want to be the man who makes history. I want to be able to stand in the middle of the ring, and tell the entire locker room that every last one of them had their chance and failed. Charley, people are always asking me what the strategy is for a TLC match, for a ladder match, for the Royal Rumble. The answer is simple. Don't go over the top rope, and be the Ultimate Opportunist.

He grinned.

Edge: And as it turns out, I'm the only man that can do both.

Edge moved past Charley and went to the door to enter the arena. The camera followed his back as Charley looked on and the scene faded to black.