Due: Saturday October 26th, at 11:59 PM EST

The match is over, the war has ended, and in the ring both Caleb Spires and Smoke Xtreme are laying down, hurt and beaten. It takes both men a few moments to move, but for Smoke he gets helped as Reiko reaches in, dragging Smoke out by his ankles, and carrying the XWA COO to the back. Unfortunately for Caleb, no-one is coming to help him out. No-one is coming to drag him up. The Elite One rolls over, pushing himself up, breathing heavy. Win or Lose, his match was a war, and Spires is feeling the effects of it. He's probably looking forward to a hot shower, a cold beer, and getting his feet up.

Unfortunately for him, his night isn't over yet.



==|| TED CEDAR ||==
“Wait! What is going on! We don't have any promos scheduled for now!”

==|| ADAM DENNIS ||==
“It's not a promo, Ted! It's Whisper's War!”

Indeed, as the music keeps blaring through the PA System, from the back out steps Whisper, Richard J. Maxwell a step behind him. Maxwell is all smiles, grinning widely as he stares down towards Spires, but Caleb is glaring at Whisper, the cold, dead, look on Whisper's face enough to force Caleb to his feet, The Elite One ready for an attack. Beaten, bloodied, wounded, Spires raises his fists, watching as Whisper and Maxwell step closer and closer. They may be coming to beat him down, but Caleb still looks ready for the fight. Whisper stops at the end of the ramp though, not making any more signs of moving, and Maxwell stops a step behind him. Caleb wipes the sweat from his eyes and starts waving the two on, but Maxwell merely reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a microphone.

==|| RICHARD J MAXWELL ||==
“Alright, so here's the deal. For those of you unaware, my name is Richard J Maxwell and the man to my side is the man you've come to know as Whisper. Following my actions as of late, some would call me a 'terrorist'. I see myself as more of a 'Consulting Aggressor' if you will. But we tried to warn you. We tried to make you understand. When I started this War, I told you all, it was only going to get worse. I told you all along that EVERY single fed was in danger. But of course, like any regular whisper, only some of you listened. But Phase One has been accomplished. We armed the warhead and now we're firing because ladies and gentlemen, it is time for Phase Two. It is time for XWA itself to become the next part in this unstoppable War.”

In the ring, Spires shakes his head, waving his hands again and signalling for Whisper and Maxwell to enter the ring. Maxwell merely smiles again though and shakes his head.

==|| RICHARD J MAXWELL ||==
“You don't get it, Caleb, I see that. This must be a big shock, but you, you personally are a grand part in my masterpiece. The underlined name on the blueprint. Know why? Because YOU will be the symbol! You will be the sign to all of them. We came tonight, to reveal The Soldier. The First! We came tonight, to reveal the guy that you'll all look at in years to come as "The Man Who Killed the XWA. We didn't come to Fight....we came to be your pesticide.”

And with that Maxwell lowers the mike and makes a throat cutting gesture! A moment later, the entire arena goes dark as all the lights go off! The darkness is impenetrable, only some mobile phone lights visible in the audience, but not enough to really see anything. There is the sounds of a scuffle though, ending with one big loud CRASH and then nothing. The silence is almost deafening, and Houston starts to get fidgety and nervous, waiting to see just what will happen next. Finally after almost a minute, the lights flick back on, and when they do, the crowd loses their minds. Jeering as loudly as they can at the sigh in the ring.

In the center of the ring, laid out on the mat, his face a Crimson Mask, is Caleb Spires.

Standing at the left side of his head, is Richard J. Maxwell.

Standing at the right side of his head, is Whisper.

And kneeling over Caleb's head, the reason for the buzz from the crowd, is ACE ANDREWS!

==|| TED CEDAR ||==
“ACE! ACE ANDREWS! ACE ANDREWS HAS RETURNED TO THE XWA! BY GAWD! BY GAWD!!”

==|| ADAM DENNIS ||==
“He's The Soldier! He's the one coming to destroy XWA! And they've already beaten down Caleb!”

Indeed, Texas can't help but roar loudly, half cheering seeing Ace again, but the majority is giving the trio hell. After a few long moments, Ace raises the microphone he has taken off Maxwell, and Texas silences itself, ready to hear him talk.

--|| ACE ANDREWS ||--
“Five Months. Five Long Months. That's how long its been since I was in an XWA ring. That's how long its been since me and my friend Trace Demon set your World Title on fire and walked out the door. And as we did, I gave you all a warning. I told you all that XWA was dying, and you could either let it go, or fight a lost cause.”

“For some reason, you fans decided to fight. You felt, that despite the XWA being a poison in the wrestling business, despite XWA having been left cancer riddled and on dialysis, you could save it. So you stepped up, you fought, and you've bought the XWA some time. You've kept it alive. And for that, you deserve some applause.”

“Unfortunately though, its time you let go.”

“XWA is going to die. It's going to be destroyed. It HAS to be destroyed. Five months ago, I gave you a choice. Now, I'm taking that choice away. Whispers War is here for one reason, we're here to destroy the XWA.”

Ace stands up, giving Texas a moment to jeer him loudly, before he places his foot on Caleb's beaten and bloodied face.

--|| ACE ANDREWS ||--
“Caleb Spires. The very epitome of XWA. The face, more then any other, that represents XWA and everything it stands for. And the same man that 5 months ago told me and Trace we could leave, instead of trying to work with us. This man is your Hero. He's your Icon. You buy his merchandise, you cheer him on, you love him no matter what he does. Well tonight, this man isn't your Icon. He's not your Hero.”

“This Man is our Symbol.”

“Take a good look, XWA. Take a good long look. Caleb is beaten. He's bloodied. He's broken. And he's the first victim of Whispers War. If you don't want to join him, you have two options. Join us, or run away. Because if you get in our way....you will be broken.”

“XWA.....Welcome to Phase Two.”

And just like that Andrews drops the microphone, letting it crash to the floor. All three men raise their arms, tapping their wrists twice, a sign that Doomsday has arrived, before they turn and walk away. And the final sign we see is of Whisper's War standing at the top of the ramp, Maxwell in the middle, Ace on the right, Whisper on the left, and in the ring, EMT's are working on Spires and loading him onto a stretcher.

The War has Arrived.