an interview segment is set up backstage, and a female interviewer is shown waiting. Jarel walks up and the crowd in the arena cheers.

Interviewer: Jarel, I understand that Brantley Summers had some harsh words for you earlier.

Jarel rolls his eyes. "I've been around a long time. I've seen them all come, and I've seen them all go. Brantley made comments about my undefeated streaks in buried alive and hell in a cell. But here's a little known fact for him. I've been in two ladder matches in my career. The first victim, no one remembers. I beat the hell out of him and he faded into obscurity. The second, everyone remembers. I took Cartwright on in my last ladder match, and I nearly ended his career. I chokeslammed him straight from the top of the ladder, all the way to hell. And I will do the same to Brantley Summers." Jarel looks into the camera. "Let me be real clear on this. Snypa Rifle did not give me the name the Godfather of Hardcore for no reason. It's because I redefined hardcore. I have taken little punks like you and beaten them until they were screaming for their mama or Jesus or anyone to make the pain end. You will find out first hand tonight that I am not the entity you want to piss off. I am simply the single greatest force of mayhem and destruction that has ever been in this business, and you, my friend, are now number one on my list. You'd better pray to your God for mercy, because I won't have the slightest bit for you."

Jarel turns and walks off