*The fans in the NRWL Arena hear music begin to play and an ominous video begins to play on the screen. When the word "Fraust" appears on the screen, the crowd erupts into cheers. After a few moments, John Fraust appears at the top of the stage and stands there surveying the crowd. For the first time in years, the legendary John Fraust has returned to the NRWL. He is wearing a classic "You Suck!" t-shirt, the name of the stable he was once a part of so many years before. Despite the throwback shirt, he appears to be a changed man. He looks more weathered and wise. He is no longer the young wrestler who last stepped into the ring before Season Three. This is a man who has returned with a goal in mind. He walks down to the ramp with a laser focus on the ring. He climbs in and grabs a microphone from the ring announcer outside the ring. Fraust stands there for a full minute waiting for the crowd to calm down. Finally, he speaks....*
John Fraust: So this is the NRWL in 2012.
*The crowd begins to cheer again.*
JF: Do you remember... remember my name?
*The crowd starts chanting "Fraust!" over and over again. Fraust looks out at the crowd with a stone face.*
JF: So you do remember. It's funny. It's been a very, very long time. There are probably a lot of questions about my absence and in time they will be revealed but the most important thing that you all should be asking is why? And why now? That I can answer for you now. You see, when I stepped away, the NRWL was at its peak. Things were good. There were some big stars, big names, that carried the company and it was only going up from there. But then, what happened? The NRWL is now nine years old but only on its fifth season. There was an awfully large gap there. But it did come back. The great NRWL finally made its return.... only it didn't. It turns out that this NRWL isn't really great at all.
*The fans begin to boo.*
JF: It's true. The NRWL came back but it brought no stars with it. Where did everyone go? Beats me but the only recognizable face was Johnny Young, a man who was an overhyped, underwhelming wrestler at best. All the other guys had no identity at all and because of it, the NRWL had no identity as a whole. And as for Johnny Young? He's the champion now! That's a problem. I helped build this place and the legacy has been completely tarnished. And worst of all, you fans accept it. Shame on all of you for accepting this watered down product. It's truly sad that you keep this mess alive when you know things could be so much better.
*The fans, now booing loudly, seem to have no effect. Fraust merely shakes his head and looks down at the mat for a moment.*
JF: It gets worse, you know. The suits seem to at least agree that they hired a bunch of nobodies to be their stars so they hired back some old faces. Only, look who they brought back? Hardcore Adam? Tiger Johnson? Marcus? None of these guys were worth anything then and they certainly aren't now. After I heard that this was going on I knew I had to stop it. Someone needs to step in and save the NRWL. Not the wrestlers, not you disappointing fans, but the legacy of the NRWL itself. That's why I am here now, to be the one man army that pulls this company up from the pit of irrelevance it is teetering on and ---
*Music beings to play and the fans start cheering when Hardcore Adam comes out to the ring. Adam slaps hands with a few fans on the way to the ring, however, he never takes his eyes off of John Fraust. He grabs a microphone from ringside and climbs into the ring.*
Hardcore Adam: Says the man who never was NRWL Champion. Says the man who bailed out on the NRWL when he realized that his scheme to put himself at the top of the heap failed. Oh, the fans remember you, John Fraust. The hardcore legend himself who one day, out of the blue, thought that buddying up with Mike Blood and looking like the model "champion wrestler" would bring him success. That didn't happen though. I know. I was there. You watched as opportunity knocked on other, more honest people's, doors. You took your ball and went home. Now, years later, you decide that you are still better than everyone else and it's up to you to fix what isn't even broken. I've got news for you, Fraust. The talent backstage right now is more than capable to carry the NRWL for the next decade. A lot of us came back because we wanted to be a part of the new golden era. I don't know if you noticed, but the NRWL is more successful now than it was before. The crowds are bigger. There's more intense energy in the ring than ever before. The only thing that needs to be fixed around here is your attitude and I'm the guy who is going to do it.
*The crowd goes wild as two legends stand face to face in the ring on the verge of exploding into a brawl.*
JF: You've made a huge mistake, Adam. You think you're hardcore. Why don't you prove it? You and me. One on one. Extreme Rules.
HA: And I thought you'd never ask. See you at the next event, savior.
*Fraust smiles and begins to turn away but then turns back and sucker punches Adam in the jaw. Hardcore Adam retaliates and both men trade blows. Hardcore Adam is clotheslined out of the ring. John Fraust slides out of the ring but before he can continue his attack, Adam quickly pulls a kendo stick out from under the ring apron and jabs him in the gut with it. Adam begins to crack the kendo stick against Fraust's shoulders and back. Fraust runs to another side of the ring and pulls out a sledgehammer. Adam picks up the steel steps and both men begin sparring with words. Before they can resume combat, several wrestlers from backstage break up the fight. Both men argue with each other as they are pulled away. The fans cheer wildly and can't wait until they get to see the continuation of the match in just a few short days.*
