(Cody Rhodes)

(Cody walks into an interview set and takes a seat. He slowly opens a bottle of water and takes a swig, carefully replacing the lid before setting it aside. He then adjusts the mic on his tie and we're good to go.)

Cody: Nobody else wanted to bite first, huh?

Interviewer: You're the first one up.

Cody: That's fine by me. Better to be proactive than reactive. Hit me with your best shot. Let's get this thing started.

Interviewer: Well, you're obviously here to talk about this coming Friday, a six-man match with an unknown stipulation with the winner earning a World Heavyweight Championship opportunity later this month at Fall Brawl. Is a match with this many high caliber opponents intimidating?

Cody: Intimidating? Maybe for guys with a bit less experience under their belt, but if you've been doing this for as long as I have and let yourself get intimidated by an opponent, by a situation or a match or a stipulation - you're not going to get very far. Intimidated isn't the right word. Am I wary of this situation? Yes, but intimidated no.

Interviewer: How do you go about making a game plan for a match like this, not knowing what the rules are even going to be?

Cody: Any time you enter into a match with this many opponents, there are just too many variables. It doesn't really matter what the stipulation is - when there are this many guys in the same ring at the same time, you have to think on the fly. I have Arn Anderson, the Head Coach of the Nightmare Family, to rely on for game-planning, but even with the greatest plan in the world, that's likely going to go out the window in the first couple of minutes. You just have to be in the right place at the right time.

Cody: Any one of us can sit in this chair and say that we're going to win this match because we're the toughest, or the best grappler, or the best street fighter, or we just want it more than everybody else. Whatever reason we have for why you should take your hard-earned money and bet it on us, forget about it. The best wrestler doesn't win in a match like this. Neither does the best fighter or the plucky upstart who has the desire to prove himself or any of the other tropes you see in movies. The guy that wins this match is the guy who gets lucky. Plain and simple. There are just too many variables for it to go down any other way.

Interviewer: That's it, then? Doesn't matter what you do, you just have to get lucky?

Cody: You see, though - luck can be helped. Luck can be aided by preparation, skill, conditioning, etc. That's why you look on my t-shirts and what does it say? It says "Do the Work." This is where that work really pays off because if you can think on the fly, if you've conditioned yourself to withstand what they can throw at you, if you've done the work, you can improve your odds ever so slightly.

Cody: Hard work beats talent when talent doesn't work hard. In a regular match, if you're better than another guy and you don't let him outwork you, you've got tremendous odds. But the more variables you add to the situation, the less your talent means, the less all the mind games and the talk means, and what matters is who is prepared and who gets lucky. So, yeah, I guess luck isn't the only thing, but it's a major factor. You can be the very best, unbeaten for a decade, and you're still not going to win a match like this without things that were out of your control managing to still fall in your favor.

Interviewer: So how do you cope with that when the outcome depends on so many things that are out of your control?

Cody: It sounds a little cliche and rah-rah to say you have to believe in yourself, but it's true. It is. You have got to believe in yourself and trust that you've done everything you can do. You accept that some things are going to be out of your hands, but this is why we're here. This is why we lace up our boots.

(Cody shivers in excitement)

Cody: If you can't get your heart rate up for a match like this, go ahead and pack your bags and go back home because this business isn't for you. Even with so many variables and so much stacked against every one of us in this match - look at this, I have goosebumps just talking about it.

(Cody lifts his sleeve to show the goosebumps on his forearm.)

Cody: We're still 72 hours out and I'm completely pumped up for this. So, for everybody else in this match, come on and take your best shot over the next three days. Tell everyone about all the things you think I had handed to me and how I have control of the pencil in my own company over in AEW. Say all the things that they all say. But I didn't get there without doing the work, and if the past is any kind of an indication - my luck isn't ever running out.

(Fade to black)

(Charlotte Flair)

Listen up, Brainwash Barbie, this isn't Arts & Crafts time. This is the HWL. Nobody else here wants to go play weirdo house with you and Jim Jones at the People's Temple.

I don't know what reason you're here for, but the rest of us in this match all have the same purpose and that's to get a shot at Mickie James and the Women's World Championship.

It looks like to get to Mickie, I have five women standing in my way. And that's perfectly fine by me. Despite the supposed benefits people think come with my last name, I know a thing or two about bucking the odds and coming out on top in matches like this.

Just this past January, I won the Royal Rumble. I made 29 other women bow down to the Queen. Five opponents is a paltry challenge in comparison. The year before that I was in the final two and the only reason I'm not a two-time Royal Rumble winner right now is because of an illegal entrant. But there won't be any of that this Friday.

When the stakes are this high, there is no one better suited for the pressure than me. Three times I've won championships on the grandest stage of them all - Wrestlemania. Eleven times I've been to the top of the mountain.

The only reason I'm standing here in front of you right now is because I'm here for Number 12. Gone are the days when the women of this division can rely on me to go off proving something to the guys, which netted me two HWL Television Championships. I'll bet you all breathed a sigh of relief when I set my sights on chasing that title earlier this year because it meant for the most part you wouldn't have to deal with me unless you had a very unfortunate draw on Big Sugar's whiteboard.

The Lacey Evans's and Alexa Bliss's and Mickie James's of the world were free to pursue the title without much interference or focus from me.

That all changes here and now.

Now, you have no other alternative than to deal with me, and that's just bad news for each of you, all around - especially you, Mickie. Sure, we buddied up together before and teammed up to beat Sasha and Bayley. We even shared a laugh with Asuka and Kairi stole Bayley's clothes and she had to try to squeeze her... shall we say ampleness, into Sasha's spare trunks.

But after I take care of business Friday and we're standing across the ring from each other at Fall Brawl, all of that will go out the window. I'm not going to be distracted by other pursuits. You'll get every bit of the Queen and find out that I'm just a little bit more than even a sure-thing Hall of Famer can handle. Just ask actual Hall of Famer Trish Stratus if you have any doubts about that.

That's getting the cart too far ahead of the horse though. Before that, there is Friday and this six-pack challenge to get through.

I'll give you this much, Allie, you have one advantage in this match that none of the other four have. I've already beaten all of them. But don't make the mistake of thinking that just because you haven't been in the ring with me to bow down before now and just because Marty is your daddy now that you have what it takes to swim in the deep waters. On the inside, we can all see that you're still the same scared little girl wearing her bunny ears and just trying to fit in wherever anyone will have you.

It wasn't ever Big Sugar that felt you didn't have what it takes to compete with the best in this division. He gave you your chances. It was only ever your own sense of self worth and a little mocking from the Undisputed Era that made it so as you wasted those chances.

But you've got Marty now to take care of you, so that makes it better, right? Why don't you ask a few drunken 15-year-old British girls how that turned out for them? Or better yet, Marty probably has a few of them lying around there at Eden's Gate.

If I were you, I'd be real careful about where I sit my drink in that place.

"Faith" (Allie)

~The purple mist fills the screen as Allie's voice can be heard~

Allie: So much hate in your life miss Charlotte Flair. No wonder why you have been lead a stray from the path. So obsessed with being the best at what you do. You've won championships, and other top level accomplishments. but outside of that what have you done with your life? Being the best at what you do has consumed your soul dear Charlotte. What a pity for such a beautiful and talented lady you lack the true peace that Eden's Gate can provide. When it's all over for you Charlotte, what will you do? There is always going to be somebody better. Somebody that the people will look up to more then you, somebody that the people will idolize more then you. You've always wanted to be the best Charlotte and according to some you may now be it...... But whats after this Charlotte? What is there after you fail to re-capture the HWL Women's Championship? You will fade further into obscurity when somebody better comes along.....

~She appears with Marty Scurll at her side~

Allie: You don't have someone to care for you.... someone to provide for you. Someone to help you when you fall down, someone to shield you from sadness..... Those many accomplishments will not be able to help you from wrath. Those accomplishments WONT MEAN ANYTHING! 

~They both disappear~

Allie: I understand this comparison to Jim Jones everyone speaks of. However Daddy says that's just the jealousy floating in from the souls of those who cannot repent. Daddy tells me I should pray for the souls of the wicked. The Wicked such as you Charlotte Flair. I pray every night for the poor souls in this women's match this Friday at Hard Labor. 

~She appears kneeling at the side of her bed~

Allie: "Please Lord, give me the strength needed to vanquish my foes on my way to the HWL Women's Championship. I will offer these Women mercy if they agree to follow "The Father" on to the gates of Eden. Such a magical place that I would like to show my friends. But if they defy me, then I will release a wrath on them so fierce that they will be left saying HELP ME FAITH! HELP ME, I KNOW SEE WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN TALKING ABOUT, I KNOW SEE THE BLISS!.... however at that point it will be to late and as they take their last breath I will scream NO! As I pin them one two three."

~The camera cuts~

(Charlotte Flair)

Allie. Bunny. Faith. Whatever you want to call yourself makes no difference. From here on out, you're always going to be Brainwash Barbie to me.

As for "little miss,"... Honey, I'm about twice your size. And not in a bad way like Nia Jax is twice my size. I am a world-class athlete in peak physical condition. Having the name Flair has its advantages, but not in the way you think. I am quite simply put, genetically gifted. And not a one of those advantages that comes from having the Flair name helped me get through the many workouts it took to get into the shape I'm in.

You, on the other hand, look like you haven't put in a lick of work since TNA dragged you in off the street just because your boyfriend was a wrestler. I told you before that the reason you never capitalized on any opportunities that you were given before was because of your own sense of self worth being so low, but I see now that wasn't really the case. The reason you didn't take advantage of those opportunities is because you're just a lazy little bitch.

The bunny gimmick was an apt fit for you, though. You see, they called her that to make her look cutesy and innocent so that when the real women came through and walked all over her that you at home would maybe feel symapthetic for her. They relied on your pity and for a while you people ate it all up. Got old real quick though, didn't it? But the reason I say the bunny monniker was so fitting was because Allie is incapable of doing much of anything on her own. Instead, she hops... like a bunny... from coattail to coattail to help keep herself employed. The moment the ship starts to sink, she abandons it and finds herself something else to clutch onto.

Just like she abandoned her husband, Braxton Sutter, AKA "The Blade" twice, each time his career took a downward turn, both in Impact Wrestling and then again in AEW for QT Marshall to try to get as close as she could to Cody and Brandi Rhodes. Just like she abandoned Maria Kanellis and Mike Bennett, who gave Allie her big break, when things got too hard and her little feelings got a little hurt.

And the moment things start to go from bad to worse for Marty Scurll and the rest of the Jonestown gang, she'll do it all over again. That, for those of you following at home, is what we call establishing a pattern of behavior.

Now, me, I've turned on an awful lot of people. One of them, Dana Brooke, is even going to be in the ring with us Friday night. But each time I did it, it was because I didn't need them and they didn't deserve to continue to share my spotlight. The biggest difference between you and me, Allie, other than the fact that you're gullible enough to get sucked into all of this Eden's Gate nonsense, is that you're a coattail rider and I'm the type of person whose coattails people aspire to ride on.

I won't stand for it and if Marty Scurll was any kind of a man, he wouldn't stand for it either. But you see, Marty Scurll doesn't mind people riding his coattails because he wants to use them for everything they're worth. If for whatever reason you don't abandon him first, Brainwash Barbie, the only other possible outcome is he hangs onto you until he uses you up and casts you aside with the morning trash pick-up.

We'll see how long your "Faith" lasts then.