(So a new owner keeps SEF open and here we are heading into Monday Night WAR where the King of SEF tournament begins. Two qualifying matches remain and will happen on WAR, one so big it is the main event, Xanthus against Shane Mack, ol' friends....Mack almosty a mentor to X, but on WAR they compete tooth and nail to qualify for the King of SEF tournament. Mack is chilling in his home tonight, sitting at the bar that faces out the back sliding glass doors which lead to the pool and jacuzzi. Mack has his back to the doors, wears only a pair of loose, black starter shorts, a half empty glass in front of him as he stares into the mirror behind the bar where the liquor bottles sit.)

D-Mack: "So X to the A steps to the plate ready to face the man of SEF. We got a lot of history boy, that very group your in now...heh, were two of the originals, but ya know X, that was then son, that was a long time ago. This is now and Da Gangstas, just ain't what it was and neither are you. Hell, you are a former winner of this tournament, your a former World Champ, you once were someone unmatched, one of the greats, but you went downhill and never came back. Your not half the man you used to be, you don't deserve to be main eventing for the World Title and you sure as hell don't deserve to main event with me on WAR. What you deserve is what you will get, your ass kicked by the one and only Daddy Mack in this business...The Showsteala!"

(Mack using his left hand lifts his glass and takes a drink, then sets it back down.)

D-Mack: "How cliche of me right? Well X, its the truth, you can't hang with me, very few can and you used to. Ya see boy, the real King sits here, I just don't have my crown...yet. On June the Twenty Ninth I will have it when I win this tournament and show everyone what the real King of SEF does. You can't play the game, you can't hang in the ring, X, you just plain can't wrestle, you done son, hanging on to a small legacy, riding the coattails of your friends, on WAR I'm a put you out of your misery and someone real close is gonna be watching from ringside in my corner...my girl...your mom!"

(Mack stands up now, grabs his glass and turns around. Staci Sparx walks into view wearing a XXL Impact X shirt and holds a glass of wine. She smirks and Mack puts an arm around the small of her back.)

Staci Sparx: "Yes, I will be watching....watching the demise of my worthless son!"

(Mack raises his glass to Staci's glass, they toast and each take a drink, then lower their glasses and kiss each other as the scene fades to black.)