Marty Scurll sits alone in a wooden rocking chair. The only light in the room comes from the fireplace behind. The camera slowly approaches him.

Scurll: Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Marty Scurll and at Christmas Eve of Destruction you all will witness the beginning of the ascension of Scurll. I have been here for almost a year and I have absolutely nothing to show for it. No championships and no marquee wins. I’ve been second on the card more times then I’ve main evented. But the trajectory of my career changes come Christmas Eve of Destruction.

Scurll: You see I’m facing off against Bob in a Fans Bring the Weapons match for the breakout title. A match where I can finally rid myself of the pest that is Bob Holly.

Marty gets up and walks over to the fireplace and stares at it before turning back towards the camera.

Scurll: Bob Holly is not “Hardcore”. He is soft and I’m going to prove that to the world. I’ll admit it, Bob has been impressive lately. But, he’s past his prime. He can only float by for so much longer. While my career is only going up, his will start a downward spiral after I leave him beaten and bloodied.

Marty turns back towards the fire. He stares into it again before turning back.

Scurll: I’ll admit it, I’ve been distracted lately. Jimmy joining Legion was a curveball I didn’t see coming. I was blinded by the rage for a long time. I wanted to kill Jimmy Havoc. I wanted to destroy Jimmy Havoc and expose him as the coward that I know he is. However things have changed. I still do hate Jimmy Havoc I’ll be clear about that. However, I know that one day I will get my revenge and it will be sweet.

Marty walks back over to the rocking chair and sits in it.

Scurll: Bob Holly you annoying bastard get ready for the beating of your life. I am going to make you beg for mercy and maybe, just maybe, I’ll give it to you. God damn I hope the fans bring something interesting.