*^* A faint blue smoke pours from the back, forming a cumulus fog to roll down the ramp. A shreik is heard and the ring posts erupt. Nightmare walks from the back. He has a new tag partner and his name is Darkness Soul. Nightmare hops the ropes and calls for a mic. A frightenned ring announcer hands him one reluctantly. *^*

Nightmare: Yes, the most frightening tagteam that this place has seen, and will see, has emerged from the shoadows to take form as the Visions of Darkness. VoD, consists of myself, The Nightmare, and the one that they call Darkness Soul. It is time for Soul and I to take on all comers. Any that wish to stand in or path to the top. One by one, each shall fall, and sooner than later, we'll have beaten them all.

It appears before me that a lot of open challanges have come up throughout the federation, but no real challenges. So I will make a challenge on behalf of VoD... I challenge the Marines, Tank and Lightning, to a duel in the darkness. It doesn't matter to me if you're already facing someone else or not, set them aside. We will have it out on the next card, whether you wish it, or not.

One last thing before my departure... anyone that is interested in the VoD, let either me, or Soul know about it. We'll see what you got, and if you have what it takes to run on the darkside.

*^* Nightmare flings the mic into the crowd. He leaps the top rope, landing in the mass of smoke. He walks slowly up the ramp. Darkness Soul emerges from the back and the two meet at the top. They raise their hands together and fall back into the shadows of the locker room*^*


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