Out at ringside, the crowd are all heated up, ready for the next event as a few stranded members of the audience are quickly making their way back to their seats, obviously gotten up to do something during the commercial break. All of a sudden the lights in the arena dim and “Soulfire�?by 12 Stones blasts out throughout the sound system and the crowd go wild with cheers, knowing exactly who is coming. After a huge explosion of blue light just beneath the Jumbo Tron, Isabella Taylor steps out from behind the curtain with a huge grin on her face, dressed in her normal ring attire, hot pants and a tiny top, with her hair flowing around her shoulders gracefully. She strolls out to the very top of the stage and places both hands on her hips, moving her head from side to side, scanning the arena with a smirk as the crowd continue to cheer wildly at her. Just as Isabella rounds on the corner at the bottom of the ramp, she catches the referee’s eye and urges him to head over to the ropes with an arrogant glare, the official doing so reluctantly. Meanwhile Isabella heads up the steel steps and along the ring apron as the referee pulls the middle rope up and pushes the bottom rope down with his foot, giving Isabella plenty of room to slip through. Isabella smiles at the referee, almost mockingly then ducks under the ropes and into the ring as the official simply sighs, heading back over to where he was standing originally, in the corner of the ring. Isabella smiles once more at the referee, before turning to face the entrance way, bending over with her hands placed on her thighs, staring up the ramp, awaiting her opponent with focus and determination.

Trunks: This is my favorite part of the show.

The lights in the arena flicker, as the commentators and crowd watches the Jumbo Tron, waiting for the man's introduction movie to hit. Maroon and golden colored lights fill the arena as the small projector in front of the stage begin to flash with Jacob's face as one of his trademark tattoo signs. "Around the Fur" by Deftones hits over the P.A. System sending some of the unexpected crowd jumping to their feet. The black curtain was seen pushed to the side as Jacob slowly struts out and stopped at the top. He holds both arms out to his side, with an cocky smirk on his face while he waves the crowd down. With the W2K Impact Championship thrown over his left shoulder, he dropped his arms back down to his side as he begun to walk down the ramp, watching the crowd finding humor in their ordinance. Jacob has on his black tights, and tribal design on the back of his tights, which was outlined with a maroon stroke, and in silver letters 'MITCHELL' which was also stroked with a red outline. Once he reached the middle of the ramp, he slowly dropped down to his left knee and braced himself with his left arm and closed his eyes. He looked down at the steel ramp as sparks fell from the top of the tron. Lights beamed off of Jacob's Impact Championship, as a series of camera flashes ripped through the area. Jacob pushed himself back up and made his way down to the bottom of the ramp, he slid into the ring and pushed himself up back onto both feet. He ran over to the ring post, pulled himself up and extended his arms again. A few gold and maroon lights beamed down on Jacob, causing the Impact Championship to take on a almost godlike appearance with it's glow.. Now, the boo's had gotten louder, but Jacob's smirk got wider. He dropped his arms back down to his side and jumped back down to the mat. Jake stepped forward, now making his way to the turnbuckle in the opposite side. He climbed up the turnbuckle again and held his arms out, gathering much more boo's this time around this time around. He held the Impact Championship into the air by it's strap and watched as his eyes skimmed the darkened crowd. After a few seconds, he dropped down to the mat and backed up into the original post he had used to taunt on. He handed the Impact Championship to the ref waiting for the match to get started.

Joey: This match should be a hot one folks!

Trunks: I’ve been looking forward to this match all week long, as have the rest of the W2K fans.

The bell rings and the two slowly step out towards mid ring. Jacob goes in for a lock up, but Izzy uses her quickness to duck under and come out behind with a school boy. 1...2..Jacob kicks out with force and quickly gets back up to his feet. The two meet back face to face as Jake quickly takes Izzy down with an arm drag. She rolls through and quickly gets back to her feet, using the momentum to run to the corner and scale the turnbuckles. Izzy jumps off backwards twisting in mid air with a cross body block, which gets rolled through by Jacob. Jake holds onto her and instead of a pin, he stands back up holding Izzy in his arms. Jacob throws himself back and slams Izzy off the mat with a fall away slam that sends her rolling under the bottom rope to the ring apron.

Joey: Isabella using her speed advantage to try and keep the upper hand.

Trunks: But then Jake’s right there to snuff her little jumping bean style out with his power advantage.

Isabella back to her feet now on the ring apron. Jake comes in at her but takes a shoulder to the gut, he bends over and Izzy jumps over with a sunset flip, but can’t quite bring Jacob down. Jake’s struggling to keep his balance as Izzy’s pulling, Jake finally reaches out and grabs the top rope. The ref kicks his hand off! Jacob falls back into the pin. 1...2..Kick out. Jacob quickly gets up and pushes the referee, who then pushes Jake back into a roll up by Izzy. 1...2..Kick out again!

Trunks: What’s with Rufus tonight!

Joey: He wants a clear winner as do the rest of us!

Trunks: That’s ghey as Hell!

Jacob back to his feet. Izzy runs and springboards off the second rope, twisting in mid air for another body press, but Jacob greets her with a perfectly planted DDT to the gut. Izzy hits hard on the mat as Jacob stands back up with a smile taunting all of her fans.

Joey: He’s wasting time, just look at that arrogance!

Trunks: So?

Joey: Okay Seifer.

Jacob finally walks back towards Izzy, when he’s unexpectedly grabbed by the tights and slung out of the ring to the floor where he manages to land on his feet. Jacob turns around just in time to see Izzy jumping over the top rope, so he quickly darts out of the way. Izzy however lands feet first on the apron, and Jacob is right there to rip her foot back and plant her face first on the edge of the ring. Izzy hits hard and falls to the floor where Jacob picks her back up to her feet and now hoists her up in a side suplex type hold, then runs with her leg first into the ring post. Jacob drops Izzy like a bad habit before rolling into the ring, then back out to the floor to break the count.

Trunks: Break her freaking leg!

Jacob picks Izzy back up and rolls her into the ring, where he slowly but surely follows her. Jake throws her leg across the bottom rope and comes down hard on the knee in a seated fashion drop. Izzy tries rolling under the bottom rope to the apron, but Jacob is right there to pull her up by the hair, and bringing his forearm down hard across her chest. Izzy falls back to the apron, but doesn’t get too long to breathe as Jacob pulls her back up, only to get dropped throat first across the top rope by a desperate Isabella Taylor.

Joey: She’s still got some fight left, even with a hurt leg.

Isabella limps her way up back onto the apron as Jacob is stumbling around in the ring holding his throat. Izzy jumps up for another top rope springboard, but her leg partially buckles in mid way through the jump, Jacob runs forward and clips her hurt knee out in mid air causing Isabella to come down like a ton of bricks right on top of head referee Rufus.

Trunks: TAKE THAT RUFUS!!

Joey: The ref’s down! Izzy’s down! And Jacob Mitchell has a deranged smile on his face.

Jacob turns around and starts untying the nearest top turnbuckle pad as Isabella slowly pulls herself up with help from the ropes behind. Jacob pulls the pad off and turns around to face Izzy. Izzy uses the top rope and attempts a super kick, but Jacob ducks under and picks her up by the hurt leg, and runs forward smashing her knee first into the exposed turnbuckle.

Joey: Come on!

Trunks: Great move!!

Referee Teddy Longfeather slides into the ring as Jacob rolls Izzy up, propping both feet up on the second turnbuckle. 1...2...3!!

Joey: HE HAD HIS FEET ON THE ROPES!!

Trunks: Good!

Teddy Longfeather starts to call for the bell, when suddenly he’s spun around by referee Andrew Jizzmopper.

Joey: What the Hell is he doing in the main event!?

Jizzmopper tells the time keeper the match must continue, and Jacob looks outraged. Jacob turns his back to Izzy as he and Teddy start to argue with Jizzmopper. Izzy limps her way up from behind, and grabs the top rope, and Teddy Longfeather’s shoulder. Jacob spins around as she hoists herself up and wraps her legs around his neck and takes him over with a Huricanrana into a pin with one leg hooked. Longfeather was knocked back as Jizzmopper drops down for the count. 1...2..Jake wraps his leg around the middle rope�? anyways!!

Trunks: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?!

Joey: Justice?

Izzy hops off of Jacob and limps back to her feet with both hands raised as the two refs are still arguing. Rufus is now back in action, and says the match must continue. All three referees now arguing with Jacob in the middle of it. Longfeather hauls off and punches Jizzmopper, knocking him out of the ring and to the floor. Longfeather turns around and gets the same treatment from Head Ref Rufus. Jacob is looking on in disbelief when out of nowhere he’s taken down with a bulldog. Isabella rolls under the bottom rope and slowly brings herself to her feet, and step by slow step makes her way to the top rope.

Joey: Taylor Turnover!!

Trunks: NO!!

Isabella is standing on the top, holding the turnbuckle at her feet for balance, slowly standing up, her knee almost buckles, but she remains her composure. Just when she’s ready to fly Jacob springs alive and jumps up to the second rope, grabbing her around the neck and leaping off from the very top where both competitors were standing with a HUGE Prodigal Drop. He slowly rolls over and makes the cover hooking a leg. 1...2...3!!

Trunks: VICTORY IS MI- Jacob’s.

Joey: Once again his underhanded tactics give him the victory over a great superstar!

After Jacob Mitchell’s victory over Izzy Taylor, he found himself celebrating with a smile on his face but for how long? The lights in the arena flicked as a familiar laugh aired on the w2k personal address system. Followed by that cold tone.

)( Unknown �?Congratulations Jakey, congratulations, would you like to stick that in your trophy cabinet too honey?

The camera that appears to be in the eyes of Jake’s stalker turns to Jake’s glass trophy cabinet or where it should have been. As of now it all the glass was shattered from one end of the hall way to the other, she was in Jake’s house. The woman was in Hawaii how did she get in? How did Meg ever let her enter their elite estate? Where is Meg anyways? Strolling down the hallway the Cameras followed the blonde hair diva towards two large wooden doors. Faint screams were heard in the back ground, the screams were followed by coughs and mumbles, the blonde started laughing as she pushed the overly large doors open. The scene switched over to see Jacob Mitchell standing inside of the ring learning up against the top rope looking in disbelief. He was watching on as the screams got louder as the women walked towards Jacob’s and Meg’s bed laying on the bed was a figure, a tall slim figure it was Meg, The wife of the prodigal son her legs were tied together by tight rope at her ankles. Her knees were already bruised from her trying to get herself free but it was only an unanswered struggle. Poor Meg, poor, poor Meg. The camera’s showed Meg’s hands that were tied up at her wrists her wrists were red and most likely burning with pain. Her body was just covered in a dirty shirt something she would most likely never wear in a millions years, Meg was too good for that. Her face was already slit open above her left eyebrow as she had a gag in her mouth mumbling out all of her screams. Meg was just left there on the bed, her eyes just watched on as the blonde took a seat beside her on the bed. The young blonde that was still unknown started to stroke Meg’s hair, getting the ‘princess�?to yank her head away not wanting any of this attention she was getting. She took Meg’s head and slammed it towards her, grabbing the bottom on her jaw digging her long nails in deep. Another scream left Megan’s lips as the blonde just toyed with Meg’s head she had in her hands. Turning her attention to the camera behind her that laugh that had taunted Jake’s life for two weeks new escaped her lips, as she now laid her lips against Meg’s right cheek, catching a tear in her mouth.

)( Unknown �?Tick tock tick tock, I have given you lots of time honey, I have given you more then enough Jake. You should have admitted how you felt, but now your precious wife is going to pay, she is going to live through hell�?because of you. She could have been the innocent one Jake you could have just left her. She is bright, pretty and rich she could have anyone in the world Jake. She isn’t like me she has what she wants, she gets what she wants. I get what I need I needed you Jake but is it too late for you? Is it too late for us? But the main question is it to late for your wife?

As Meg tried to struggle herself free once more the woman who will now be known as Trouble, slammed her hand into her face letting a crunching sound echo through out the quiet room. A murder like scream was muffled by the tight gag in Meg’s mouth as she felt the pain run through her body like blood, had trouble just broken the wife’s nose? Meg’s hands raised her and tried to cover her face as tears ran down her make up covered face, her black mascara now seeped down into her pours on her face as it ran like water with her tears. Trouble brought her hands down and yanked Meg’s hands back down pulling them towards her, tightening the rope around her writs. Another classic scream left Meg’s lips as she was helpless. Jacob back in the arena was much the same.

)( Trouble �?I understand why you like her Jake, she is a fighter yet she wasn’t good enough to beat me. But how long will I let her be in your life for? How long will she create at hole in our hearts? Yes Jake our hearts that are meant to be at one, we are in love Jake, this girl, this woman who wears a wedding ring is fake Jake. She doesn’t love you like I love you. She spends more time on herself then she ever did you, that’s why you turned to me�?that’s why that September night you and I clicked Jake. Is it all coming back to you Jake? Can you finally remember who you really love? It’s me Honey and I’m about to get rid of our interruption. How would you like her dead Jake? Slit wrists? Slit throat? I can do it all now Jake, I can stop all this pain I have caused you�?now by stopping all the pain she caused me, she caused us. I can picture your face now I bet your frowning I bet your upset, are you worried Jake? I know Meg is, I can feel it every time I touch her, I can see it and I can hear it. And you only have yourself to blame�?after tonight I hope she hates you... I hope she can’t stand the sight of you Jake, only then you will realize that I am really yours. But until then Jakey... Kiss, Kiss, hug, hug.

Trouble reached down to Meg’s pale forehead that would normally be tanned but she was scared, scared for her life. Placing her lips against Meg’s forehead she brought her right hand around the back of her neck and ripped the sticky gag from around there. Ripping it across her lips leaving them bleeding from the bottom lip. She brought herself away from Meg as she screamed out loud, following it up by extremely deeps gasps. She most likely forgot to breathe while it was on her. Meg’s cold green eyes were glazed as she turned her head to the side, watching as trouble got up onto her feet and started to walk away. Foolishly the princess spoke getting trouble to turn on her heels sharply and slap Meg hand across her right cheek. Once again Meg screamed up at him “Jake will find you.�?but was meat buy a vicious back hand, knock The Prodigal Son’s little bitch out cold. The scene faded it nothing, but Jacob Mitchell inside the W2K arena. Jake's eyes widened, as the crowd grew strangely quiet. Without grabbing the Impact Title, he sprinted out of the ring, and towards the ramp, up into the back. The scene returned back to the Jumbo Tron, where Jacob's wife, was seen out-cold.

Joey: I may not like Jacob Mitchell, but his wife should be no target, she should play no part in this sick game of cat and mouse!

Trunks: Let me tell you something Joey. When Jacob catches this chick, whoever she is, she's going to catch a beating far worst than that of what Cain is entitled too

Joey: Well ladies and gentlemen this is RAGE signing off.. On a sick.. Sick note.

Once more we could see Megan with her eyes closed, pale and out-cold. RAGE then faded for the week, leaving everyone wondering, what more could possibly evolve from this situation?