Bastards Interrupted

[Kyle]

The latest episode of Northern Pro Wrestling having concluded with the hanging of Eron Hunter, we're treated to an inside view of The ReVenants' locker room. Garcia is changing out of his wrestling gear, Keith the white suit that's bloodstained, and Carner the camera operator disguise he used earlier in the night. Removing his jacket, Williams begins to unbutton his shirt while speaking to the camera present.

Keith Williams: "First impressions are everything and apparently we didn't leave an indelible mark on The Bastards at Call to Arms. We weren't on your agenda, huh? I guess our debut being so close to your debut really funked everything up. It was hard to take a short glance at your surroundings before you rambled on in. Hopefully your radar is working properly now, otherwise it's going to get really uncomfortable when The ReVenants keep knocking you down a peg. We're moving the pieces where we please on the board and it's no concern of yours what our endgame is! Destiny is being written by us as it should be!"

Chuckling, Keith peels off his blood soaked shirt and adds it to the growing pile of red colored clothing.

Keith Williams: "This has been and always will be about business. You want to take it personally? That's your own blunder. I get it though. It's not your fault you were handed something you didn't deserve. It's not your fault you stumbled into a war you're unprepared for. It's not your fault you're going to wind up on a serving dish. I'll hand it to you, guys, you've nailed the fumbling, bumbling, clueless routine!"

Switched into street clothes, Carner has something to add.

Neo James Carner: "When we're through with you, concussions are going to be the least of your worries. It'll be a blessing you won't be able to remember why you can't move."

Smirking, Garcia is eager to express himself.

Rob Garcia: "You want an update on Frank? There isn't one! He's still a fat fat fat ass! After I get my hands on Windsor again, there won't be enough ice in the world to preserve that fatty!"

Laughing together, The ReVenants can't help showing glee at the obesity of their opponent.

Keith Williams: "At Night of Champions, the XHF Trios Championships come home where they belong, around the waists of The ReVenants! July 25th, we'll show the entire XHF Network just how redundant and unremarkable The Bastards truly are!"

That's a fact, Jack.