Downtown Tuscon. A beautiful city to say the least...if it wasn't so damn hot. Inside the Sheraton Suites, we find Ronnie looking over the HWA website, listening to recent interviews and the like, and looking at ESPN.com for some World Cup results. He clicks on the little back and forth between Curt Evers and Buff Bridges, listens, and then clicks on the response by Senester. The key to DarkHorse Towers sits right next to the laptop, as it does most days. Ronnie sighs, and hits the record button...


One lord, one former general who can't reclaim his place of power, and one plebe who thinks he's good enough to rise to the throne that once cradled true legends. This mindless bickering between Curt and Buff has no point, no real purpose other than for Curt to shout how he wants to serve Senester, and how Buff so desperately wants to cling to his one last moment of glory. It's pathetic, in a way. The old man trying to spit in the face of the one who unlocked his true potential, and the young man trying so desperately to reach the lord's ear to give him a potential that he alone has no hope of reaching.


Meanwhile, the one forgotten warrior, the one no one mentions, is the one that is flourishing. The one who has built his own empire rivaled by very few in the world. The one who took all the lessons to mind, not just the ones of the physical and the black arts. The one who is great enough to defeat anyone without having to tap into that reservoir of evil that, yes, does exist.


You can have your hard on for Buff and Dredge, Senester, but remember who rose above them while we all were in those towers. Remember who rose up against you and defeated every one of your men before you yourself gave me this key. Remember that when you watch me teach Eddie K a lesson in championship mettle. I may be the forgotten warrior in your eyes, but I am the most powerful one, not only in body, but in mind and spirit. Let those two bicker if it amuses you, but you already know where the true power lies...and at Havoc, so will Eddie.


Ronnie clicks the stop button on the laptop, checks it for the sound quality, and presses send...