Watch Out!

[Kyle]

Backstage at the Scotiabank Centre in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Keith Williams screw by screw is removing the regular nameplate that's been assigned for the locker room of The ReVenants. Jeff Noon stands to Keith's side as he hands him a screwdriver and holds whatever Williams needs him to during this task.

Jeff Noon: "Do you want to talk about Call to Arms and Battle of the Best?"

The Great White Terror side-eyes Noon as he removes the first screw and hands it to his manager.

Keith Williams: "Do I want to talk about Call to Arms and Battle of the Best?"

Keith Williams: "Do I want to talk about Call to Arms and Battle of the Best?!"

Keith Williams: "DO I WANT TO TALK ABOUT CALL TO ARMS AND BATTLE OF THE BEST?!"

Thinking about it, Williams has made his decision.

Keith Williams: "No."

Keith Williams: "What's happened has happened and will continue to happen."

Keith Williams: "However, it doesn't mean The ReVenants have to be the cannon fodder."

The second screw removed, Williams passes it to Jeff.

Keith Williams: "Tonight is what matters. Shockwave is going to be where NPW and The ReVenants stage their rebellion against the rest of the XHF Network. We'll demonstrate for those that need an example how professional wrestling is actually done. As a group we'll succeed and it'll be evident that our beacon never flickered, never ceased to shine as bright as possible. Anyone that doesn't have their sights on The ReVenants, anyone that thinks we aren't a threat is going to be smartened up quick."

Keith Williams: "The XHF Trios Championships were created to be strapped around the waists of The ReVenants. You can't name another trio taking part in this tournament that needs this as much as us. We're starving and emaciated from the lack of appreciation for our hard labor, our enviable consistency. The ReVenants can't persist without a meal. We're hungry and we already called dibs on the biggest piece of meat. When you get between wolves and their nourishment... It doesn't end well."

Keith Williams: "So we're going to do everything we have to in order to win. Keith Williams, Rob Garcia, and Neo James Carner are going to pull ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and show everyone yet again why they're jealous. Because it's easier to hate us than cleanse the confusion of why they can't be us. Losses don't put a stop to The ReVenants like they would the extra fragile "superstars" of the XHF."

Keith Williams: "I'm legitimately concerned what too many losses would do to the Lame Poet Society. I can't imagine they'd be able to go on. Confused and blue faced from all their yapping, not sure why their "story" goes unwatched. I hate to break it to you, no one ever cared. Put a positive spin on it, you'll recover!"

Third screw removed! Like the rest it's given to Jeff Noon.

Keith Williams: "Our opponents, HNDRXX, Joseph Mack, and Leon Van Zandt, they seem nice, they're well trained, and their muscles have muscles, but this night isn't going to be about them. It's going to be about The ReVenants moving on and competing at Night of Champions where we beat whichever teams meet us there."

The fourth and final screw removed, Keith allows the regular nameplate to fall and clank against the ground. Reaching in a bag held by Noon, Williams pulls out the golden plaque that was removed when they left the AWF. Carefully placing it where the other was, the Great White Terror painstakingly re-adds the screws he previously removed. Secure and shiny, Keith and Jeff admire their handiwork.

Keith Williams: "From day one we've been real. There's nothing two-faced about The ReVenants. We tell you how it is and there's no need to wonder what we're saying behind your back. We're not students worried over grades. We're the teachers giving a master class. Talk less, listen more, maybe you'll learn something, snowflakes. If it helps, put on your most comfortable blouse as you take notes."

Keith Williams: "No three person team is willing to fight as dirty, reckless, and mean as The ReVenants are. We've been disrespected so many times at this point we aren't letting anything slip by. Keith Williams, Rob Garcia, and Neo James Carner are going to be your first and only XHF Trios Champions. We're a bridge for no one and nothing!"

Wailing at the top of their lungs, a woman comes racing around the corner at the other end of the hallway. Dressed like some sort of colonial figure, she runs toward the two as she repeats herself. Every few feet she intentionally wipes both hands across the wall leaving a brown smear.

Betty Revere: "WATCH OUT!"

Betty Revere: "THE REVENANTS ARE COMING!"

Betty Revere: "WATCH OUT!"

Betty Revere: "THE REVENANTS ARE COMING!"

Approaching the duo, the stench of the woman is quickly apparent to Williams and Noon as they both hold their mouth and nose, close to vomiting. The brown she's been smearing is shit!

Betty Revere: "Haven't you heard?! Those awful ReV boys are coming to Northern Pro Wrestling!!"

Keith Williams: "What are you babbling, lady?! The ReVenants are already here!!"

Her eyes widen as she Home Alone style grips her face and leaves behind two poop handprints on her cheeks, yelling as loud as she can. Protected by his face shield, Keith is less troubled, while Jeff looks like he's terrified of her touching his face.

Betty Revere: "NO! NO! NO! NO!"

Upset, Betty scuttles away repeating the same worthless warning.

Betty Revere: "WATCH OUT!"

Betty Revere: "THE REVENANTS ARE COMING!"

Betty Revere: "WATCH OUT!"

Betty Revere: "THE REVENANTS ARE COMING!"

Shaking their heads, Keith and Jeff can't believe what they've just seen.