A theme song people never heard before, "Straight to Video" from Mindless Self Indulgence, plays through the arena. People starts wondering who could use that song until Marxx came out from the curtain. They erupted in cheers, but Marxx didn't seem to really care about it. In fact, he was more pissed than anything else.

He walks by the ring, and then rolls inside. He grabs the microphone from the announcer before he could even announce him.

"To this point, I think people knows the All-Out War originals."

People reacted with small cheers to this.

"I mean, come on, you guys remember the likes of Jarel Damone, Christina Parks, Harli, Snypa Rifle, Cartwright, Samoa Dan, Tavarius, myself, all these names that defined the style of AOWW and did s**t people wouldn't even think of, going from the most Hardcore spots to burying corpses in concrete before throwing the casket in the river. Ah, good times..."

People actually remembered that moment when Rogan was fixed in concrete in his casket. Showed only once as the tapes mysteriously burned.

"You know us, that's true, but you people still forgot. You people forgot the whole legacy. You prefer to cheer for some who comes to the ring for the first time in one of the most extreme ring of all time without even knowing what they're there for. They make a name for themselves elsewhere and they should have all the glory here? Sorry, but this is a NO GO for me!"

Now only one question was in people's head: WTF!?!?

"I'm from those who defined the word Extreme of this place, carrying the weight of the tag team division on my shoulders while my partner was 'too busy' cracking nuts during her United Nations championship reign. And now, what do I get to be apart of those who brought AOWW to levels it never reached before I came in and will never reach if I can't get recognition for my work? It is pretty simple: I'll simply watch the show and laugh my a** off while I see the show tearing apart. I don't need AOWW in my life, but they need me!"

That last comment started jeers from the crowd, slowly turning into a "You suck!" chant.

"And you people encourages that? You can't face the truth and reject it? Face the facts: I'm the face of AOWW, I am the ambassador of Talent in this business, I'm your gifted one... And nothing will change this, not even your disagreement and you know why? Because all you represent for us is a potential benefit, someone who buys tickets to see us. Right now, though you don't like me, you will keep watching me, because there will be a mascot coming to fight me on the next show and you will just cheer for him, hoping your puppet beats the crap out of the one who controls himself."

"So by now, you can all go ******** yourselves and enjoy this B-class show!" he said as his theme played and he dropped the microphone, heading to the back with a smile. People jeers him, but all he can do is look at them, raising his shoulders and say "Heh! Face the facts!"