Welcome to Gaia! ::

The lights began to flash to the beat of the music as two columns of smoke shot out from each side of the stage, each reaching a solid 40 feet into the air. Also smoke engulfed the entrance way. Soon enough the doors swung open and the smoke flowed out from the back and along with it, Johnny Rotten. He wore his black leather jacket, dirty white beater, torn jeans, old worn in boots and a black beanie slightly covering his eyes. He even wore his black face paint around his eyes, to give him a menacing look. Rotten carried with him a microphone, as he made his way down the ramp. In no time Rotten made it to the ring, making his way up the steel steps and across the apron, swinging a foot through the ropes, soon followed by his body and other leg. Rotten simply began to pace around the ring, clearing his nose as he gave the crowd a blank stare. It was then only a matter of time before Johnny raised the mic up to his mouth to speak. "Well I'm not sure if most of you know this but around this time of year, the wrestling industry throws a massive event to find the best promotion around. However I do know that most of you know that Twisted Flow is the greatest federation to grace this planet... But like I was saying some you know this and some you don't, but the event is called The Gaia X-Cup." Johnny paused taking a break to let the crowd cheer at the mention of the glorious spectacle. "It's where 5 man team up to fight against 5 other man from three other promotions to determine who is the best. However! last year Twisted Flow was not invited to attend the festivities, which to me seems rather rude, when you hold a tournament to figure out who's the best promotion, and you don't even invite the best!" The crowd let out a another cheer as Rotten complimented the Flow. "Luckily this year, the Flow was invited, and it just so happens I'm apart of the team. Which means... This year the X-Cup is going to be Rotten to the Core." Johnny spoke with a sinister smile, as he scanned the crowd.

"So onto what I'm really out here for.. Cyrus, The Dream, Everblaze.... You gotta lot of nerve to call yourself the Twisted Flow Champion. When you not even representing the Flow in this year's X-Cup! No... you know who he's fighting for? The WWFG..." The crowd let out a gasp of shock and disappointment, after hearing the news of they're beloved Champ. "See that's why I'm number one contender. That's why I'm in line for the title. Cause the Twisted Flow doesn't need a traitor. It needs a Savior! I'm going to be the one to shatter Cyrus' Dream and become World Heavyweight Champion, and I'll be the Champion the Flow needs heading into the X-Cup!"

~Only Cyrus please, thank you.~

Rotten was enraged at the show of disrespect from Cyrus. "Where you going Cyrus..?! Huh?! Why don't you face me like a man instead running to the back like a b***h?!" Rotten screamed this without the help of a mic as Cyrus ran to the back.

The second Rotten laid his eyes on Cyrus' companion his eyes widen. Then Johnny noticed that Cyrus was making his way towards the ring. Just as Cyrus was about to get in the ring, that was just the incentive Johnny need to leave. He bolted out the ring, opposite of the ramp. The crowd ate it up. They loved the fact Johnny was on the run, and Cyrus was the reason for it. Johnny hopped the barricade and made his way into the crowd, the whole time chanting. "Coward.. Coward.."