***The camera on the CreatureTron panned to a dark room, lit by only 6 candles.. behind the candles a giant ticking wall clock, and though the clock was ticking the time was stuck on 12:00. Infront of the candles Dylious was knelled, his head facing the ground.***

"The time has come... the hour is upon us now my master, we shall reclaim the championship at Kreature of the Ring, and destroy Charon's body and spirit, once... and for all."

Dylious softly spoke, lifting his head and looking at the clock,

"The clock has struck the hour of her fate... her grim, ripping, torturing fate that she has bestowed upon herself. From her ice cold, dead hands, will I pry the Championship... only..."

he pauses,

"...only, to bring it to you..."

***A loud set of footsteps is heard from behind Dylious, from the darkness emerged Mortismere...
Still facing the clock Dylious was aware of Mortismere's presence.***

"It's time Dylious... Your master has been waiting for this day for a long time."

Dylious rose to his feet, his back still turned on Mortismere,

"I know you have. For it was promised..."

Mortismere's eyes lit up, not full catching on to Dylious' sarcasm,

"Indeed... indeed it was."

Dylious grabbed his black cloak at threw it over his body, still not having faced Mortismere, he speaks.

"My...my Master, this will be a day, you or CreatureWrestling will soon not forget. Charon will die."

Dylious makes his exit, brushing past Mortimsere, never looking at him and fading into the darkness, then he opens a door, exposing a white light through which he exits. Mortismere stands there, looks at the clock and smiles...

The scene fades.