We find Talon sitting behind a very old (late 1800's era) desk very similar to that of the Resolute desk from the white house.
Talon is a dimly lit room in an undisclosed tower of the massive Dark Horse compound.
Sitting at the desk, dressed in a white Gothic era white silk button up shirt and torn blue jeans, Talon looks at a set of large monitors with several smaller pictures broken down on the screens.
On the screens are several attractive females, all seemingly in solitary confinement. The rooms they are in appear to be somewhat accommodating,but they are clearly alone in their lavish, glorified cells.
Talon turns in his tall backed leather chair and faces the camera, a look of annoyance on his face.
Talon, "Here in Dark horse towers, I have everything I could ever dream of having. I am able to work on my experimental research, I have unlimited access to a vast library of items some people do not even know exist, and I have the world at my finger tips, begging to do my bidding... yet the one thing I want the most, I have yet to obtain.
I have still not brought the world champion back down to earth where he belongs. For too long he has been allowed to fly high as this "angelic assassin" his wings must be clipped, and soon I will finally be the one who does this.
Ronnie, I am the Seraphim and you are but a mortal who shall be dealt with once and for all... Tell me Ronnie, do you feel satisfied in your hollow victory? The fact that your shoulders were down and I had won the match can not permit you to really feel as though you achieved any validity to your so called reign as champion. It was a fluke that you had the decision reversed, a call from a power starved official, trying to once again feel like a man after all these years of doing nothing of importance in life... and he will be dealt with as well... but for now Ronnie, clutch your title tightly, place it in bed with you and your wife, but know that soon the illusion that you are the man to beat here in the HWA will come crashing down around you..."
"I am the way, the Truth and the Light, and soon the light of the Seraphim will over take all who do not shield their eyes. My light will blind any who are not holy enough to stand witness, and when that occurs and your eyes are burned from your skull, and you crawl in the darkness, reaching out to feel a comforting hand, you will find no quarter with me. I shall smite you no-believes for you were not ones to be saved..."
Talon smiles as he looks back to his monitors and turns back to the camera.
Talon, "Bringing me to Herr Hans...
We are set to battle once again at Havoc, but you can forgo your impending doom Hans by simply coming home. You know that Senester is a merciful Lord, and I have no reason to loathe you. I welcome you home brother to a place where you truly can belong once more...
...but if you wish to bypass my offer and come to the ring at Havoc looking for blood, then blood you shall receive, but make no mistake... I hold one of the keys to bringing Vanessa back, and unless you play by our rules... that key could be lost forever...
...now if you'll excuse me, my flock needs tending..."
Talon stands up and walks away leaving the camera alone as the scene fades to black.
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