Date: September 21st, 2008
Time: Some time after Thrill 1 is over and during the "An Invitation" CD thread.
Location: Warner Park in Madison, Wisconsin

The scene fades in shortly after the events of Thrill 1. He has a small bruise forming on his head where Rich had smashed the title over his head, but other then that he was fine. The locker room was dark for the most part and Allister was sitting on one of the benches trying to keep himself in check. It had been a long night for him with stealing the World title, and then getting it stolen from him and given BACK to CC. To make matters worse since even before he stole the title he has had raging headaches and the title shot did not make it any better. Allister's night had gone from good to shitastic in a matter of hours, and now here he was, in his locker room, bruise forming, throbbing headache and the voice talking to him. It was telling him all sorts of things. Wait there is a shuffle in the room, it makes Allister look up and ignore the voice for about half a second. The voice was back as the shuffle ends, he can hear is as clear as someone whispering inside his brain. It started out small at the beginning of the night, but as he ignored it, it got louder, Allister really begun to think that this was the cause for his pain, but what was he supposed to do? Tell the voice to leave him be as he worked on his plan on getting his world title back? Of course not that would be silly. So he allowed the voice to continue talking. Telling him to let go and let it control. It told him things would be ok if he would just let the little voice in control, all of Allister's wishes could come true. Allister was not too convinced as he really never has been with the promises of all his wishes being granted. Hell look at him, he was one of the youngest WAW Hall of Famers, second only to the Hardy boy if he was his mistaken. He was tag team, best male superstar, best stable, best this best that, and the coup de grâce he was former World champ. Allister had alot of time to think about things, after leaving WAW the last time, after giving his title to Jus Huntley and walking out of WAW, undefeated, he was kidnapped by would be mentor Orphan, who did something to him in one of his labs, put some sort of something inside his brain, but Allister got his revenge. He shoved the gun so far into Orphan's eye socket and blew his fucking brains through the window behind him. Allister sat there thinking about everything that happened since he last left WAW, the Experts Extreme Tourney, his defeat by Black Death. He checked himself into the asylum just to get some peace for awhile. The voice was getting louder, it did not like being ignored, but another little distraction cause him to look up. There was a knock at the door. He was going to say something, but who knows who could of been on the other side of the door so as he was getting up he decided to walk over to the desk that was there. It was hard to see anything inside the room so when it seemed the voice screamed inside his head he stopped in his tracks nearly tripping over the desk and slamming his hand to his head.

Allister-Shut up would ya?

He stops and listens, his hand still on his head, the pain was getting worse now, as it seemed like the voice was in the room with him, standing next to him but not talking anymore, but screaming. He could also hear people outside, there voices echoed through his brain. It was as if each voice that was not the voices was echoing and sounded like a million tiny voices all around. The two voices where soon followed by a third voice. Two where male and one was female, the first was a man he had known in a past life Seth Owens, the women's he vaguely thought was that of Amy Vixen and the last was one he was unfamiliar with, a black man with an attitude. The voice was telling him now to let go of his life, not to be scared to die and allow him to let go. Allister did not want to give him in fact he was scared.to die, he knew where he was going, he had realized along the way that he may be a Sin, but he also knew where Sin's went for the short time between reincarnations. Now the voices outside where somewhat arguing. Allister had enough, he could feel the blood rushing through his brain as the voice kept getting louder and louder. He walks to the door and planted one foot squarely on the door.

Allister-WOULD YOU ALL SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Allister walked back into the room slamming the door behind him, the blood had begun to trickles down his nose from the pressure building up inside him. Not a good sign at all. He goes back to the desk he leans against it getting the blood from his nose. At this point in time he just wanted it to stop he kept his hand on his head as if it was actually keeping the pressure at bay. Out of the corner of his eye he notices what was making the shuffling sound. He does his best to wave as he falls against the desk. He can hear the three arguing again outside but at this point the pain was unbearable. Soon a smallish girl in all white comes into view. Her eyes where translucent and her hair was white as a ghost. She held a mirror against her chest tightly. Her name was Kanna, and from what Allister could piece together she was in one of the Stylez corps Japanese labs having experiments done on her as well. When he was able to get out he allowed he to be freed and they made there way across the world and back to the US taking out Stylez Cops buildings as they did trying to find answers. The small child held many mysteries, the mirror for one thing, she never looked at it, just held it close to her. She found it in a junk yard when Allister looked for a weapon to use against Black Death, was it just by chance that they went to the junk yard or did she bring them there to look so she could find the mirror, Allister had not found a weapon he liked there so perhaps, just perhaps there was something going on with her. The girl rarely spoke to anyone, or about anything, and when she did it was short and to the point.

Allister-Kanna, help me, what is going, whats going on?

Every time he spoke it was as bad as the people outside it echoed as if his body was hollowed out and it drove all the sound right into his brain. Kanna gets closer and finally lets go of the mirror and puts it to Allister's face. His eyes go wide as he looks face to face with what appears to be himself. All of the sudden the other face twists and lets out a scream and Allister falls backwards. She hugs the mirror back to herself and turns and walks away. Allister brings his hand up to his head and takes a breath blinking a couple times and then stands to his feet, he walked over to where the light switch is and turns it on. You can finally see Allister completely. The bruise from the title shot was noticeable, but not pronounced, it would be gone by the next show. He was wearing his normal white tank tucked into blue jeans and a belt holding them together. His trench is laying on the bench next to where he had been sitting at the beginning.

Allister-Let the good times roll.

The shot pans out and you begin to see the room, you can see the bench and the desk, but the walls, that was where the points of interest are. There are world titles covering every square inch of the room. Allister turns as it shows each wall, all covered in belts. There is the sound of a new voice outside the door Allister knew the voice to be Typhoon Vance's. Kanna walks back into view and points off screen. Allister nods and they walk off and the camera tries to follow but as it turns to where they turned they meet a title covered wall. The cameraman turns around quickly and shows shot of the whole room with only one door, no windows and vent that no one would be able to get out of. The scene slowly fades to darkness then static.

Date: September 24th, 2008
Time: 8:34 PM
Location: House Show

The crowed had paid for admission, every seat in the house was packed, they had been in for a evening of excitement and thrills. They watched the first couple matches of no bodies beating the hell out of each other for perhaps a shot at a WAW contract. They all have had there programs telling them of the events and matches to take place, but what they did not expect was when the lights went dark and slowly "Back in Black" begun to play through the speakers. The lights begin to pulse and the fans look around confused. Soon there is commotion up top as someone is making there way through the fans to the bottom. As the camera pans towards and soon you can see Allister standing with the fans, trench coat on. He jumps the barricade and then slides into the ring and looks around with a smile on his face. The lights slowly come back on and it can now be seen that the bruise on his head is almost gone, he is handed a mic and he brings it up to his lips, but does not say anything. He takes a deep breath and goes to say something again but this time the fans stop him.

Fans-ALLISTER...ALLISTER...ALLISTER!

He stops as he puts a hand up for them to stop and they begin to cheer. He waits a few seconds again as they settle down, and he brings the mic to his lips once more and begins.

Allister-First of all, I would like to say that, YOUR World Champ is here. Oh yes I understand I have not won the tourney, but this belt feels so good around my waist.

He stops again and unbuttons the buttons and the world title is around his waist once again, a smirk appears on his face as he brings the mic back to his lips as the fans watch on not sure what to make of the situation.

Allister-Alright, I can see how some of you might be confused, and it's ok to be, because I know CC and Rich must be at this point. You see did you really think I would bring the real World title with me to the ring with me on Thrill? Hell look at my locker room, go look at my house. I've put so many world titles into play at this point, how can anyone be sure which is the real honest to god WAW World Championship. My locker room walls, my house walls, hell there is at least one bank in each fifty states that have a world title in it's safety deposit lockers. Same with most major train stations. Like I said, there are so many world titles in play that the real one could be halfway to Mexico by now and no one would know. You see this title right here is not the real title, just as the one at Thrill that Rich stole from me and gave back to CC was not the real title. I'm gonna tell you why I did it too, I'm going to tell you why Johnny got the Allister Driver and not Leo. Respect, oh and I know thats a old tune played out too much from TNA, but it still holds true, respect was why I did it, but it's not respect for the older members, oh no, because I can see where that was lost a long time ago and at this point in time and me being one of the youngest members on the roster I would have no right to preach about that sort of respect. No the respect I am preaching about is the respect that one should have for the Championships of this or any organization. Hell the fans have respect, they'll cheer for a title over cheering for the person who holds it. That's why I did it, Rich, Johnny, Tyber, none of these men have any respect for the titles they earned, you may say, "But they got striped of them, thats there punishment." Fuck that, they got stripped of the titles was just the first part of it, I'm going to make sure none of them make it to the final and if they do they won't win the world title.

He stops, the fans are not too sure if they should be cheering, but there are some who give him pops as he mentions the world title.

Allister-But I'm getting ahead of myself. I'm going to start with Johnny. I've been watching the promos to come out and I seen what Johnny said, and I guess he was still suffering from whatever pain it was from losing to Leo and he seemed to if thought I attacked him from behind, well it's funny seeing as I was in front of him the whole time, and I have the footage to show prove it. Roll it.

Tony Pheonix: Wait a minute, who is this?

Gabe Hart: That's Allister Black! Current King of Wrestling Tournament Winner.

Tony Pheonix: I know but what is he doing.

Allister Black is wearing a trench coat as he grabs Johnny Dangerous up from the mat. Allister pulls him towards the center of the ring and hits him with The Canadian Destroyer! The scene goes back to Allister inside the ring.

Allister-Now Johnny I never attacked you from behind and if you really wanna push the revenge thing, fine come at me with all you have, your hate will be my strength. As I once told Nova, I always attack my enemies right on, your no different. Now on to more pressing matters. Rich, you stuck your nose into my business, if the real world title would of gotten stolen from me I would of been pissed, but it wasn't. You would of been on my to do list before long for how you disrespected the World and Attitude titles

He stops and then begins to think of what to say, he then makes a face.

Allister-Oh of course, my match I forgot about it, I don't know much about this German guy I'm facing, and I'm not even going to try and pronounce his name. I could go on about all my skills, all about my achievements here in WAW, but I won't if he was smart he should already know it all. Now I'm not going to say this match will be easy, I never take anyone I have ever faced lightly, and I would not expect anyone I am facing to either.

He thinks for a moment and then continues.-

Allister-Oh and I have a warning for all of you who think they can get in my way. The world title is mine. One way or another, I am all for earning it, thats why you will not see the real world title until the end of this little tourney, but I will not leave it in the hands of CC and his pet Dayne, cause just look they let someone steal the world title that easily. So see you all very soon.

The scene begins to slowly fade out as "Back in Black hits again and the he makes his way out of the ring and up the ramp, about halfway up he takes the fake title off and tosses it into the crowed and they lunge for it. A small fight breaks out between a couple fans and Allister vanishes to the back and the scene fades to darkness then static.