Farooq comes out to a loud pop of cheers. He comes out through the crowd as the crowd makes there way just to touch him. Farooq walks down the fleet of stairs, and then jumps over the barricade. He walks up the steel steps and enters the ring. Farooq wearing a black suit with a blue tie. The announcer gives him a microphone as a eye appears on the titantron. "Now, you all know what happened on Summerslam, I lost. It's not a big deal to me at all, a loss is a loss. The path to victory is paved with the lessons from losing. Why I come out though tonight, is for another reason. There has been so many new people, many ungrateful new people, much like the Cure for the most part. They come onto the IWT, and get title shot after title shot and why? Just because they are part of a four letter group that is name after something that can't be found for most diseases? It's pitiful." "Not just that, others too. It's time, it's time for respect, honor, and hard work to be restored to the IWT. I have formed an alliance with one of the best the IWT has to offer. He is a hard working man, one that has my respect, and one hat deserves the highest honor. Without further ado, I bring forth my partner to restore the honor of the IWT!" Farooq said as he faced the stage.