We find the man named Akmed just checking into his hotel room and picking up his key at the front desk. He is wearing the usual garb he wears shorts, nice shirt and a pair of shiny black Nike high tops. He grabs his couple of duffle bags from the floor and heads up to his room. When he gets there he sits his bags on the bed and sits down ion the chair and flips on the television and starts to see what is on and about thirty channels in he stops on a sports channel that is showing a commercial for the upcoming Hybrid show and of course fresh off a victory over some small two bit slacker Akmed finds himself once more leading off the show in a three way dance against Joe Six Pack and Scott Jensen. The thing about this match is that Akmed is truly going in not knowing anything about either of his opponents, and that bothered Akmed a bit but of course he was going to go out and give his usual supreme effort and triumph in this battle. This first scene fades away as we see Akmed thinking about where he was going to do this next promo for his match. When we come back we find our hero standing in front of a abandon building in a relative bad part of town. It is a slightly overcast day and a few sprinkles drop here and there as Akmed turns to the camera to start this shin dig.

Hello all, the name is Akmed and I have gathered you all here today for a wake. Cause you see when Hybrid comes around we shall have the funeral of Scott Jensen and Joe Six Pack. You two gentlemen will finally see me up close and in action for the first time and it wont be pleasant at all. The thing is you ask is why Akmed are you at a abandon building doing this promo when you could be somewhere inside and not getting wet. That answer is plain and simple folks and if you will come inside this building I shall show you why.

Akmed spins on his heel and starts walking into the front door and as the camera passes through the door frame the camera guy gives an audible gasp because sitting in the middle of this building is two caskets. The camera pans around and we also see the chairs set up like a funeral home. Akmed walks over to the podium sitting in front of the caskets as the camera man passes the caskets he sees a perfect blown up image of Joe and Scott on each casket. Akmed waits for the camera man to get into position in front of the podium and then he continues this whole idea.

You see folks out there I have always been a little forward in my thinking process and I thought I would show you all how these two great men need to die, but first a few words on their behalf from anyone in the crowd.

You could have heard a pin drop since there was no one except Akmed and the camera man.

Ok I shall say a few things about each man so they wont go to the afterlife with tormented souls. First of all lets talk about Joe. This man was a ugly big man. From what I have been told he was a fairly decent guy but he always talked a lot and said little. They say he relied to much on sheer brute force to get things done in the ring and when he came upon a great man named Akmed on March the 24 he found a man that was his equal in stature and girth and strength he crumpled at the hands and feet and willpower of this great man named Akmed. His life was destroyed by the greatness and the talent that belongs to Akmed along with the sheer humiliation that accrued when he was beat by the king of all jobbers.

Akmed finishes that almost tear jerking speech and turns to a cooler behind him and opens to grab a soda and pops it open and chugs it down and then lets out a very loud belch and throws the can backward over his back bouncing off both caskets and into a recycling bin.

Before we move onto the next sorry man a brief minute to address a growing problem. Remember to recycle kids and make this world a better place for all of us. This public service announcement was brought to you by me Akmed. Now onto one Mr. Scott Jensen, who was in the same match as the poor man named Joe. You see folks poor Scott suffered a worse fate than Joe. After seeing the pure destruction of Joe, Scott saw Akmed lick some blood off of his palms and smile. So he figured anyone that cruel and sadistic and just plain fucked up is no one that he wants to be in a ring with so he said fuck it and high tailed it back up the isle and locked himself in his locker room and was never seen again. So to show tribute to these fine stupid men I shall give them a proper burial.

Akmed motions for the camera man to get up and position himself by the door and he obeys. Then Akmed pulls out a gasoline can from under the podium and starts to whistle a little Irish tune as he covers both caskets in the gas. After he thinks that the caskets are properly marinated in the gas Akmed sit’s the can between the two caskets and then still whistling a small Irish jig walks over to the camera guy and when he gets there he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a lighter and flips it to get it to light up and then yells�?/FONT>