We click play on the video and as we do, a small loading icon appears in the middle of the blank screen, turning slowly as the video buffers for a split second before it disappears and the video begins to play. And now that it's playing, the first thing we see is none other than Supreme Championship Wrestling star and Hall of Famer himself, David Helms, standing in front of the desk of his home-office in the Hollywood Hills. He wears a plain grey and black ringer t-shirt and a pair of ripped blue jeans that show various parts of his tattooed legs beneath. With a smile on his face, David brings a finger up to his brow to knock out a casual salute to the camera and as he does so a date stamp appears in the bottom left hand corner of the screen which reads [03.30.2020]. As he lowers his hand back to the pocket of his jeans again, the date stamp fades and Dave quickly begins to talk. “Sup guys,” he says to the camera, giving a slight nod of recognition to the audience at home before continuing. “So I guess I should start by asking how the hand is, huh Cain?” David asks, and under normal circumstances he would have felt slightly ashamed of the way things went down during the Wonderland versus Handsome Devils Club match at Retribution, but with everything that went down before the bell had even rung that night, there was a playful smile on David’s face as he asked the question and there was definitely something about him that told the fans that things may not be quite so cut and dry as normal while this war continued. “I mean, come on bro, how careless were you that night, huh? You should have been paying more attention dude, because punching a steel chair isn’t something that ten out of nine orthopaedists would recommend, it really isn’t! And I know that you’re a big guy and it probably comes with the territory to be a little clumsy but damn dude, that bad?! Talk about a ‘Nightmare’, for you!” he asks, chuckling to himself a little before he finally takes his hands from his pockets and holds them up. “Alright, you got me, we lost my disqualification and fair enough, it wasn’t accidental, Jason just stopped playing by the rules and decided to play by what was fair I guess. You’d have to ask him for his reasons for why he did what he did, but after seeing the damage a knuckle dragger like you can do to a steel chair with one punch Cain, I’m kinda glad you clocked the chair instead of ringing my bell… but let’s call a spade a spade, huh? Disqualification, pinfall, submission, you won and we lost. Jason is naughty, blah blah blah. I’ll make sure to slap him on the wrists next time I see him, scouts honour!” he says, holding up three fingers in the Boy Scout salute before slipping his hands back into his pockets. 

“So now we’ve dispensed with the obvious, which I’m sure you’ll be all out to try and rub in my face when you get around to speaking about our match this week, Cain, we can get to the actual facts, huh?” he asks, slipping right back into where he was before the ‘chastising’ of his brother, Jason. “Because allow me to point out that the replays of Retribution are all over the internet, cable service and probably on Breakdown too if I have a word with the production truck. So let’s hear your worst, bro. You, or Alice or the great and wise Giovanni himself, which one of you is going to try and paint us as being the ones in the wrong despite all the evidence that proves you got exactly what you fucking deserve at Retribution, huh? I know Gio already tried it on twitter, asking if Jase was going to ‘save his pride and his legacy with another chairshot’, but unless you three assholes want to look like the biggest hypocrites on the face of the planet right now, I wouldn’t bother going there if I was you, because videotape does not lie bro! You can say all you want about how the match ended, but that shit was only set up by you three from the minute you made your way down to the ring! Just off the top of my head - all before the match had even begun - you threw rum in Jason’s eyes, you hit him with a metal ice bucket, you tried to run Jason over with our Tuk Tuk, narrowly missing doing the same to Alice in the process too! You tried to throw me into the steel steps, Alice damn near tried to garrotte Jase with a length of plastic, and Gio DDT’d me onto the cold steel of the ramp, the whole time it was three on two in your favour!” he says, before waving a hand as if to wave all of what he just said away though. “But hey, all of that was before the match started though wasn’t it? So I guess you guys have an out, a nice little soundbite about how nothing had started and we were all just having a bit of a fight before the match got underway and that we’re still the assholes… only here’s the thing Cain. While you and me were in that ring, the bell having definitely rang around the auditorium at that point… what were Gio and Alice doing, huh? While the referee’s back was turned, what were the other Branch Douchidians doing while we were getting the match underway? They were still attacking Jason two on one, weren’t they bro?! You fucking bet your ass they were! They both had their hands on Jason before Alice low blowed him right there on the ramp, in front of thousands in the building that night and millions watching at home… so shall we talk about who broke the rules first and how right or wrong our actions were, huh? You fucking douche canoe!”

David actually smirks as he shakes his head. “And I haven’t even got to the straw that broke the camel's back yet,” he says as he continues. “Jason being thrown head first into a steel ring post, busting him open may have had a little something to do with just why he was in a bit of a mood I guess? I mean, I can’t be sure, but if I had to hazard a guess, I’d say there’s a pretty high fucking chance that it left him a little salty, wouldn’t you?! You assholes were cheating left, right, and centre that night, so don’t you dare start talking about how we decided to stoop to your fucking level in order to make a stand! Okay, maybe the Nightmare On Helms Street was overkill after you’d already busted your arm on that chair, but you poke the bull and you get the fucking horns bro! And you know what? I’d do it all over again if we had the chance of a do-over! Jason set you up and I knocked you the fuck down with the move that helped build my name not just in this company but in this business! My only regret is that Jason missed when he threw the same chair at Gio after you’d scuttled off like the vermin you are as soon as Jason introduced that equaliser! You douchebags didn’t give a fuck about the rules from the minute you stepped through that curtain and everyone knows it so save the fucking pity party for someone who cares!” he tells the camera with a glare. “Funny thing is, Cain… I’d have thought that you assholes would be the last people to start bitching and complaining about people cheating in matches, I mean didn’t Alice say herself in the leadup to Retribution that people should flee social norms that hinder your dreams and ability to live without judgement? Yeah, she definitely did… so what the fuck was that about then, judging Jason’s use of a chair?! Hypocrites! I said it before and I’ll say it again, you douche nozzles are out for nothing but fucking attention, and while it’s kind of sad that that’s the case, I can say one thing Cain. You, your buddy Alice and the great Giovanni Korresh himself… you’ve definitely got our attention now! See Retribution wasn’t the end bro… it was the start. That match was just a glimpse into what’s to come, and I’m sure we’re in for a few more jumps, a few more attacks or beatings while you continue to do the things you judge others for doing, but I also feel like I should thank you Cain. All three of you really. Because Retribution reminded me of exactly who the fuck I am and what I made my name on in this company! It reminded me that despite the flips I can do, when the chips are down, what I really am is a brawler! I’m a fighter! I will put myself through anything and use anything I can get my hands on to pick up a win and that tag match gave you a taste that should be far sweeter than any bottled nector from the fucking Wonderland that you can caw about, believe me!”

A grin starts to form on David’s face again as he quietly chuckles to himself for a moment before continuing to speak, the same smile still etched on his face as he does so. “And now we see what you guys are made of, don’t we? You made such big claims heading into Retribution about taking out a legacy, about taking out this cornerstone in order to break the foundations, but who was it that stood tall in the ring by the end of our match, huh? Us! We were the one’s standing tall, you were the ones who fled, and now I get to see what excuses you’re going to make Cain, or what excuses Gio will make for you, what Alice will say to paint me as the bad guy or you as the heroes. Christ, I forgot how fun this business could be at times when you come up against people so deluded that they make absolutely everybody the villain in their own story, so again, I feel like I should be thanking you for another thing you reminded me about this business, huh? If I keep this up, I’m really gonna be in the debt of the wonderland, aren’t I?! But before we get carried away with my thankfulness, let’s bring things crashing back down to earth shall we? Because as much as I want to make this about you Cain, and actually give you the respect you grudgingly deserve as my opponent… I need to speak to you Gio. Because Jesus fuck bro, you really do talk out of your ass, don’t you?!” he asks, scoffing a little as he quirks one brow questioningly. “You criticised the ever living fuck out of my for returning because I didn’t feel like I was done with the business, that I felt like I had more to give… yet you literally started that last video of yours talking about how the rumours of your demise were greatly exaggerated, returning for what, the third time in SCW alone?! See, I remember you Gio. I remember your first run in SCW, before the crazy, before the theatrics. And I won’t drag the past up, but I remember it was a failure too! And then you returned, the glorious leader of the Wonderland. And everyone is having fun, laughing, you’re lapping it up… until you disappeared. Then you came back. Then James did his best to make you disappear, didn’t he? And now here we are. Run number four for you… and you have the fucking audacity to criticise me for deciding that I wanted to return after six years constant service without disappearing once?! Again, you’re entire outfit, your entire operation is hypocritical on every god damn level, you pair of fucking clown shoes! How about you take a long hard look in the damn mirror before you throw around accusations and names at people, huh? Because I’m tired of keeping track of just how many things you throw at other people that you’re guilty of yourself! And while I’m sure you’ll have some sort of spin for why I’m wrong about everything I’ve said in this video Gio, we both know that I’ve hit you with cold hard fact and if that doesn’t give you even a moment’s pause, then you really are a lost cause dude, and I dunno why I’m even bothering to waste my damn breath!” 

David shakes his head once again before giving a theatrical shrug of his shoulders, in a ‘there’s nothing I can do about it’ sort of expression before turning his attention back to the matter at hand. “But let’s bring this back around to you shall we Cain? Because your asshole leader gets enough of the attention already, doesn’t he? This is your moment, bro. This is your moment to shine, isn’t it? You three, you did a bit of a number on us at Retribution for a while, the numbers advantage worked in your favour until I went old school “Dangerous” on you with that Nightmare On Helms Street, but for a while, it’s fair to say you guys had the upper hand. And bro, as much as I don’t like to polish my own ego, this Wednesday night is a big opportunity for you to truly put yourself on the map, because like Gio tried to ram down my throat in your last promo, my name does mean something in the Lizard Kingdom doesn’t it? And being blunt, removing any modesty for a moment, you beat me on Wednesday and your stock goes up. There’s nothing else to say about that, you beat me legitimately rather than another DQ or something just as shady and Cain Adams doesn’t just make The Wonderland look good but himself too! You beat a Hall of Famer, you beat a Supreme Champion and Lizard Kingdom legend, Cain, that’s a hell of a feather for your cap, no doubt about it… but here’s the thing bro, you lose? What’s that do for you, be it yourself as a wrestler in your own right or for the plight of The Wonderland?! What does it do for you if you lose to a guy that’s almost forty, weighs a hundred twenty one pounds less than you and has an eight inch height disadvantage, huh?! Safe to say that stock plummets when the numbers game isn’t in your favour, huh?!” he asks, bringing a hand to rub at the stubble on his face for a moment before he starts to round the video off. “We can do this several ways Cain,” he says, as he starts to speak for what will be the final time. “We can continue the bullshit from Retribution, where it turns into a war and maybe you guys have the numbers advantage again when Gio and Alice try to cheat to help you win. And maybe I bring both Lucas and Jason to the ring with me this week to even the score if that’s gonna be how you want to play it. Or we can do it with nobody there. You and me, just the two of us in that ring, nobody at ringside. And maybe we see if my experience can help me stack up against a guy that’s heavier, taller and probably stronger than I am when there’s no baggage or bullshit excuses for either of us. Alternatively, we make this a true war, and maybe I bring some old friends out of storage that I thought were well and truly gone for good. You won’t know what I’m talking about but those fans sure as fuck will. And after seeing how fast a three hundred and twenty pound douchebag drops when he gets a chair kicked into his face, I admit I kind of want to bring one old friend out of storage anyway, just to see how far we can Up the Ante… cheap pop I know, but who can blame me, I’m starting to feel like it’s two thousand nine all over again after revisiting Helms Street for the first time in years! So tell me Cain, what’s it gonna be, huh? Are you gonna man up, or are you gonna continue to be Gio’s little bitch?! Well, I guess we find that one out Wednesday night, don’t we? But make no mistake bro… we end up going down the same route in Vegas as we did in Memphis? I have no problem once again taking a stroll down the specific street I just mentioned, and just like retribution, you know how that ends, don’t you bro?” he asks, smiling for a moment before he gives the fans what they want. “With a BANG!” he finishes, grinning as he winks into the camera before the video comes to an end, the final frame dimming as the replay button appears in the middle of the screen.