As "Runnin' With The Devil" by Van Halen plays on the sound system the lights in the arena change from their normal settings to a blood red crimson flashing on and off rapidly. The fans collectively come to their feet as the DWF Intercontinental Champion. Devil makes his way to the ring walking through flames that form his trademark symbol and burn at the top of the stage lead by, for the very first time, Sasha or as she was announced Sasha the She-Devil.
The crowd pops slightly louder at the sight of seeing Devil's "She-Devil" escorting him out to the ring clad in a similar attire of a black leather body suit with chains wrapping around her slim waist with her face painted red and black in a unique yet similar way that mirrors the reigning Intercontinental Champion. Devil himself on the other hand marches down to the ring with his long dark hair let loose, face painted red and black, wearing an air brushed black trench coat with an image of him sitting on a throne of skulls of various creatures he has defeated over the years with the Intercontinental championship being held up proudly by his She-Devil, who stands to the right of him on the throne of skulls. Devil's custom made Intercontinental championship is proudly around his waist as he makes his way down to the ring to his new theme music, lead by beloved She-Devil.
She-Devil confidently struts to the ring and slides beneath the rope all in one smooth motion only to enter the ring and holds the middle rope up for the Forbidden Champion who quickly leaps up on the apron and enters, removing his title from his waist to hoist it up into the air proudly as he removes his trademark, weapon of choice, the ominous steel chain from around his neck uses his available arm to hoist that into the air as well.
The music fades out, the lights return to normal, and his She-Devil assists him in removing his ever-creative leather air brushed trench coat before shoving the referee in the face as he tries to take the Intercontinental Championship from her to display prior to the match as is usually accustomed. With a brief chuckle, Devil smacks her on the bottom as she brushes her body close to his own, whispering something unheard in his ear which results in a wide smile on his painted face. He takes the title, wraps it around her waist, and crouches in his corner like a cat on the hunt in the jungle as he observes his She-Devil playfully strutting back and forth around the ring showcasing his championship for all to see along with all of her other "physical assets."
"She-Devil" chants begin after a few seconds as she drops her ass down to the ground playfully, never really acknowledging anyone one else but the Forbidden/Intercontinental Champion as he does the same, their eyes locked on each other, and wicked smirks on their collective painted faces...