"Its been so long
Long hard days
they dont say
Gods change my ways
Change my ways
Those evil ways
So I set out
Cross that way
Strike them down
To make them pay
Change their ways
Their evil ways"
As the tempo of the song begins to change the man throws his arms out as if he has been crucified.
"But I can't hide
Oh
And I wont hide
Oh Yeah!
My Evil Ways
I found out
That hate grow cold
The god rise up
Damn my soul
Cause I aint change
change my ways
I aint change
So I wont hide
Oh
I wont hide
Oh
I cant hide Yeah!
Oh
I cant hide HEY!
My evil ways"
The shape begins to move his hands slowly toward the hood, but the screen goes black and is quickly replaced by codes that flash quickly. Letters begin to place themselves below the code. H, E, S, B, A, C, and finally K.
"Well I cant hide
Oh
And I wont hide
Oh yeah!
Well I cant hide
Oh ouh!
Caus' I cant hide.
My evil ways."
The lights come back and the same person from the video is now standing on the entrance ramp the crowd is silent for a moment. The shape walks toward a black Honda Shadow and staddles it before making his decent down the ramp on the bike. They stop once they are ringside and slides into the ring. The spectre sits cross legged center of the squared circle and lifts a microphone to their lips.
Raye:
'It is sad... I give the vain of my existence a chance to redeem themselves and they go poof like a god damn fairy god parent...'
The lights come up and we see SM Raye's face once again.
Raye:
'I give the bastard a chance to start a revolution and he for some unknown reason decides to disappear like some crazy haired Houdini. Chris Pyro... You act like the distempered dog I always saw you as before... But I guess I see now what your true colors are... You are nothing more than a bitch running with your tail between your legs.'
Suddenly a radio voice rips over the PA System.
SIERRA
HOTEL
INDIA
ECHO
LIMA
DELTA
SHIELD.
“Special Op” by Jim Johnson cuts SM Raye off as the camera scans trying to find where the One Man Death Squad is coming from. After scanning a few moments, camera spots a man marching down from one of the breezeway entrances. The man has his hair tied in a tight ponytail and is wearing a heavy black hoodie with a white spider on the front, sleeves rolled up to the elbow, black gloves, black cargo pants tucked loosely into combat boots. The Black Spider walks a steady pace down the stairs, brushing fans off as he glares at his ally, or former ally depending on how the conversation goes. Pyro reaches the barricade, leaping over it with ease. He marches up the stairs and glares at Raye, before requesting a microphone.
Pyro:
There is a reason when we were enemies you were always falling behind me. You don't think ahead, you only react. You say I disappeared... Easy to say to someone who doesn't know how to plan for the long term. This is where we differ. While you were waiting to see what I would do next, I was moving ahead, planning out my next move before I even took one step. An old samurai once said 'Victorious warriors win first and then go to war'. That is what I did, that is what I am doing. We declared war on a roster of men and women, and we were but a whisper. We have fallen to the wayside. What you see as someone running with their tail between their legs, I see as a man who is testing the waters. Seeing what lies ahead before striking. I may not wear a kimono or carry a sword anymore, but I do still have my samurai heritage, and it has taught me the values of warfare. Now Raye, there is a bigger game at play. A poison slowly working its way through the system. You do not rush these things. If you do, you risk failure.
Pyro takes a step back, looking Raye up and down.
Pyro:
If we want war, we must be ready. Two men against the world will only bring about our demise. We must become many. We must be able to regrow our heads twice as many as were cut off. We are warriors of this Revolution... Are you truly ready for what that means?
Raye:
Chris... I am the one who started this campaign almost a year ago... While you were still suckling from the tit of those corporate bastards... And riding on the praise of the bleating, mindless sheep that pack the arena... You ask IF I am TRULY ready for what this war means... I was born ready for it... I was and will always be READY to go to war.
Pyro lowers his head at the comments made by his partner. Pyro rests a hand on Raye's shoulder before looking him in the eye.
Pyro:
You may have started this campaign almost a year ago, and it took me to give your war any teeth. You were nothing but a whimpering loud mouth with something to prove. No strategy, no planning. That's why when you came up against me, when I was on the good, corporate side, you still failed to out think me. There is no war without strategy. That is what I bring to the table here, strategy. You offer a foot soldier. A grunt to get the work done. That is how we will work together. As long as you listen to my planning and fight along side me, as my venom flows through the veins of XWA, and infects others and our numbers grow, we can win this war.
Raye:
I never been one for taking orders... As you have probably noticed...
He grits his teeth and offers his hand once again to his one time rival
Raye:
But I guess I am always willing to listen to strategy sessions...
The One Man Death Squad takes the hand of his partner.
Pyro:
At least it's a start.
Subject: PROMO | The Revolutionary Front - "Regrouping efforts" 
