The Williams Family Patriarch Attention. May I have your attention. Aran Thompson stood forefront as a camera, which was slightly higher than everyone else, Laurie Williams stood behind Aran with his Relentless Championship cradled in her arms. Waymoth Turnbull stood to his right and snarled as he looked into the camera and Mace Williams stood behind everyone with his hat covering his face but clearly watching everyone in front of him. Aran spread his arms open and smiled. "Welcome." Aran began. "What you're looking at is just the beginning. The beginning of a revolution that should of happened years ago....needed to happen years ago....But I'm proud that it's happening with me." Aran continued before pausing and looking at Waymoth and then Laurie Williams and the Relentless Championship and reached for the title. Aran gripped the title and smiled and then looked back at the camera as he handed it back to Laurie. "It's funny. If you would have asked me where I would be years ago when I first won the Relentless Championship in Legacy of Champions...I would of told you Legacy Champion." "I would have told you...Underground champion. I would have told you Triple Crown Champion....I would have told you face of the entire organization." And like that Aran looked directly into the camera with a focused glare. "That's because I had this voice in my ear telling me, "Aran you're the future." and "Aran you could be apart of this revolution I've invisioned for years." The person behind the voice was like my mentor, he took me under his wing after I shoved my brother to the side and then sat me down and made my goals realistic. Relentless Championship. Legacy Champion. Underground Champion....." Aran stopped and looked away. "But I got stopped but that ..." Aran snared and slammed a fist into his other hand "..Solain" Aran looked at Laurie who smiled and looked away, as if she were ashamed to even admit it herself and then Aran turned his attention back to the camera. "The person in my ear was the father of Laurie and my brother-in-law Mace. Black Tom Williams. I was a proud member of his stable The Faction. I expressed my distaste when I felt I needed to, and I was the first to jump when asked. Loyal to a fault. But it got my second prize." Aran turned and reached out for Laurie and ran his hand down her face gently. "Tom didn't like it at first, neither did Mace. But they quickly realized that this thing was serious and just as I was a loyal follower of Tom, I am just as if not more loyal to Laurie." Aran stopped and looked to his right at Waymoth who nodded his head. "And then there is Waymoth." "Before Waymoth I had remade my mark in the Arena of Champions. I started my goal again. Relentless Championship...jOlt Championship...but again it was spoiled. But the very man who used my Relentless Championship to it's full potential and went on to make a bigger name for himself.......Derecho." Aran stared directly into the camera. "Derecho is on this mission to convolute my arrangement with Waymoth. He thinks that I bought the Relentless Championship? No. I bought a man his life back. The title switch was his idea as a thank you. Waymoth and myself have a business arrangement and that is it. When we both step into Thieves Honor, I know what is up and so does he. We both want the prestige of the jOlt Championship." Aran turned his attention to Waymoth. "I'd have to be a moron to think for a second that given the chance to pin me and win the title, he wouldn't. Waymoth wants this. Craig Thomas wants it. Tyke. Grendel. JBM. And even Spike Saunders wants it. Derecho wants to protect it, and we all want to take it." Aran turned his attention back to the camera and this time Mace stepped in and Waymoth as well. "Derecho, you're going into Thieves Honor with seven men that want nothing more than to dethrone you. Seven men that are capable of dethroning you, but one of those men has a plan....and if I can't dethrone Derecho I can welcome him to a revolution. Led by me...the new Williams family patriarch! The man at the head of the table. With my own faction." "The Black Faction." Aran smiled his devilish smile as the camera fizzled and turned off.