[ Picking up in the arena, the small crowd is mainly located near the ring. As the bleachers and furthur seats are mainly empty. They know somebody is out there, and they know that something is going to happen. Nobody was really scheduled for an appearence, but to the fans that makes it even better when somebody big does show up. Slowly but surely, they start banging on the barricade signs. W2K plastered all around the barricade surrounding the ring, the signs make for good slapping and it echos nicely around the arena. They start pounding, slapping away at the signs. Suddenly, The light's around ringside go dim as the sounds of "Cult of Personality" by Living Colour begin to play from the public address system. The lights flash to the beat of the song, and a strobe light goes on near the entrance of the stage and curtain area. The fans beat the signs along the ring to the beat. Making sure that it is in with the beat, as the combination of the two makes for a grand entrance. A Light smoke billows out from the back, coming from behind the curtains. Bryan Williams slowly steps out from behind the back of the curtains, and stops at the top of the stage. The crowd cheers, as they hold up their signs and cheer in Bryan's direction. He taunts the crowd back by raising his arm high into the air. He makes his way to the ring, making sure to enter on the right side of the ring, and getting up on the nearest right turnbuckle. He stands on the turnbuckle scanning the crowd, Bryan sits on the turnbuckle looking around. The crowd cheers at him as he jumps into the ring. Bryan walks over towards the middle of the ring. Bryan climbs the turnbuckle as the announcer speaks. The spotlights, going directly on Bryan. ]

Macklin: In the ring from San Antonio, Texas, weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds, Bryan Williams!!!

[ The lights turn gold, and Perfect Strangers hits, as Stevens makes his way out when the music picks up. He makes his way down to the ring, holding up the Triple Threat sign. He gets in the ring, throws up the sign, and he leans back pounding his chest. Otherwise, he just glares towards Bryan. ]

Askin: And his opponent, from Pittsburgh, Pennslyvania, weighing in at two hundred and fourty-six pounds, "The Franchise" Shawn Stevens!!

[ The referee calls for the bell and our match gets underway. Both men get moving around the ring before locking up and Shawn gets the early advantage, pushing Thunder back into the corner, since Shawn does have the weight advantage. The referee comes over to get the clean break, and it looks like it's going to be that way but Stevens put a knee to the gut of Bryan, and then he gets stomped on by Stevens. The referee gets in Shawn's face but Shawn picks up Bryan from up in the corner and whips him into the other corner and Bryan hits the corner. Shawn then comes at him for a body splash but Bryan sidesteps him at the last second and as Shawn comes stumbling out, Bryan catches him with a Hangman's Neckbreaker. He gets up and helps Shawn up before giving him a few chops and then whips him into the ropes. Shawn hits them and bounces back, and gets caught by Bryan who hits him with a nice Belly-to-Belly suplex. Once he gets back up, he picks Shawn and sets him up for a Northern Lights Suplex with a bridge. The referee drops down for the count, 1.....2...kick out by Stevens! ]

Macklin: "Now, Bryan Williams jumped right in and challenged Shawn Stevens, and so far seems to have this under control..."

Askin: "Definately. We haven't really seen much of Stevens."

[ After the kick out, Bryan instead of allowing Stevens to get up, he drops a couple elbows on him. He then helps him up and hits him with a couple stiff European Uppercuts. He then whips Shawn to the ropes again before catching him with a well placed Spinning heel kick. He gets back to his feet, and lifts Steven up, and brings him up into the Brainbuster position before stalling it for a couple moments before dropping Stevens on his head. Bryan is rolling and it looks like he's going to put this one away. He gets up Stevens, kicks him hard in the gut, doubling Stevens over before the grabs the arms and connects with the Double Arm DDT. Bryan does Stevens taunt to signal that the end is near and once Stevens gets up, Bryan does another gut kick before setting him up for and hitting him with The Riot. After hitting this move, he covers him, and the referee drops down for the count, 1.....2.....3! The Referee calls for the bell as "Cult of Personality" blares on the pa system, and the announcer speaks. ]

Askin: The winner of this match, Bryan Williams!!!!!!!!

[ Bryan rolls out of the ring, and his tag team partner Kenny Justice comes out to celebrate with his partner and things cut to backstage. as James McKnight is literally trying to break down a door marked "Kenny Justice". BANG BANG BANG.... and finally it creaks open. ]

Justice: "God, not you."

McKnight: "Yeah, me. But, I'm not here to hand you your own ass and then show you the door. Instead, I'm here to warn you."

Justice: "Warn me?"

McKnight: "THEY are taking over."

Justice: "Who?"

McKnight: "THEM."

[ Mcknight shows Justice a piece of paper. Justice takes it in his hands, fuming. ]

Justice: "I can't believe it."

McKnight: "I can. This whole damned place, since I first entered, is corrupt and runs soley on conspiracies and secrets. See, that's why Trunks banned us from answering Ace Hart's challenge this week. So THIS guy from THERE has a shot!"

Justice: "I see that. Damn them."

McKnight: "Grrr... we're gonna do something about it."

Justice: "We are? We're not partners. infact, I got a partner."

McKnight: "Well tonight, *I* am your partner. And *WE* are going to do something about this, something that sends a message to this prick, and all the other pricks who think they can come in thinking they're special."

[ Justice nods, rubbing his chin as we fade back to backstage, as Wally's hand dips into the fine pastries. ]

WallStreet: "Mmm, mmm. I do love my fine pastries."

[ It's slapped out of his hand, just before he takes the first delectable bite, and he eats nothing but air. He looks, and we see Johnny Fame. ]

Fame: "Hey, asswipe."

WallStreet: "You had your chance. You didn't answer me within the deadline, and so now you're gonn ahave to get these shades like a man. But, I can't stand here and wait thirteen years while you grow up and go through puberty, so you're gonna have to just deal with getting the crap beat out of you tonight."

[ Fame stands and does the "Crane" from Karate Kid. ]

Fame: "Bring it."

Wallstreet: "That ring. Be there, or I'll hunrt you down and drag you there myself."

Fame: "I'm getting those shades back. One way or another."

[ Fame walks past Wally, as he looks down at the wasted fine pastry. Then, in his view are some very expensive loafers, as Wally looks up. It's the Jerm, his hand extended. ]

The Jerm: "Well hello Mister McCallister. I've been looking forward to meeting you for a very long time."

WallStreet: "From one businessman to another, it's a pleasure to meet the man who was the thorn in Hamid's side for so long."

The Jerm: "And it's a pleasure to meet the man who has become the thorn in his side for, what I should think, will be a very long time. Infact, I was wondering if you knew abou tmy littl wager with said ex Terrorist, and if you'd like to join Team Syndicate here tonight."

[ Wally grins. ]

WallStreet: "There would be nothing I'd like better than to rip out Johnny's dreams of ever looking at the world through his cheap-ass shades... EXCEPT perhaps ripping out Hamid's dream of finally beating you. Count the WallStreet Brawler in."

The Jerm: "That's amazingly refreshing, as I have a couple guys from MSN:WA coming down from Ohio thig evening to help me out--"

[ Fade back to ringside as the two talk "business". ]

Macklin: "He has a couple guys from FWA?"

Askin: "I believe that is what he said..."

[ We fade backstage to the entrance of the W2K Arena, within seconds, the door flys open and none other than Johnny Legend strolls in, with a Gym Bag slung over his shoulder. Johnny grins, as he wears large black shades and wears his long blonde hair down�?Johnny’s smartly dressed, he’s a total lady-killer. ]

Johnny: "HEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRREEE’S .. Johnny!"

[ Tumbleweed. ]

Johnny: "Where is everyone?"

[ Johnny walks through the Main Reception area, and down a wide Hallway. In this hallway stands Patrick and Paul Lombardi, W2K Staff. ]

Johnny: "Hey Ladies I’m here."

Lombardi: "You are?"

Johnny: "I’m Johnny FREAKIN Legend!... What kind’ve stupid-ass question was that, punk? Im the Shizzle. Nothings bigger in this fricken�?arena, that’s for sure."

Lombardi: "Well Nic’s returning tonight."

Johnny: "Nic?"

Patrick: "Yeah, Nic."

Johnny: "WHO?"

Lombardi: "DECADE OF DANGERRR!!"

Lombardi gets quite excited. I guess Nic’s return has been the talk of the Promotion this week.

Johnny: "Nic Danger?"

Johnny frowns, "Weirdos�?

[ Johnny walks off, spotting a Door at the end of the hallway. ‘Management’�?Johnny smiles, time to put his skills to serious work. Legend strolls down the hallway, swinging his gym bag back and forth�?He charges right into the room, shouting out, "Never Fear. The Magic�?is here."

Johnny jumps as he spots Jeremy McMillion stood by a desk, talking with Trunks Kenni. Well, WAS talking. Jerm raises a curious brow. ]

Jerm: "Yes, Johnny?"

Johnny: "Step out, kiddo."

[ That was aimed at Trunks�? Trunks looks over to Jerm, and Jerm nods. Trunks shakes his head at Johnny, as he strolls past him and walks out the door. ]

Johnny: "The Legend that IS Jeremy McMillion is here. I’m so pleased."

Jerm: "Gotta admit. I didn’t think you would be here�?With Nic’s returning tonight. I heard what happened."

Johnny: "Who is Nic? Really? I mean, a he or a she?... what? Throw me a bone here, Jeremy."

Jerm: "Nic�?E�?Dangerously"

[ ……Johnny’s eyes widen�?he slowly falls back, collapsing onto the ground. Jerm sips his coffee. ]

The Jerm: "You alright?"

Johnny: "Im�?Fine"

Johnny climbs back up to his feet.

Johnny: "Why the hell is he here? Me and Nic in the same company�?He’ll slaughter me. I�?Kind’ve got him fired."

Jerm: "I know exactly what you did. And, well�?You’ll have to except that this is Nic’s home, Johnny. He’s gonna be here for a long damn time."

Johnny: "Just�?Just don’t put me in a match against him. I will do absolutely anything�?to keep me from standing across the ring with Dangerously. He’ll hurt me�?with intent to injure. INTENT!"

The Jerm: Haha, Johnny, you know I wouldn't do that to the big J-L. I love you like an estranged son I never had and with much less backbone or worth."

[ The BIG J-L scratches his head. ]

The Jerm: "No, instead I believe I'll have you in the same corner as..."

[ He leans up close and smiles as he says: ]

The Jerm: "Taylor WallStreet McCallister!!"

Legend: "Thats a big name. Almost as big as mine, only without the wit and star power mine drags like a dead dog tied to a bumper of an old volkswagon behind me."

The Jerm: "Indeed it is! And imagine- you and WallStreet in the same ring together, the biggest name from ICWA and PWT along with the biggest name EVER in BWA except for everyone else signed there- against Hamid Ismaili and his rag tag army of nobodies."

Legend: "I like that. I'm definately in!"

[ Fade to ringside, as Askin shakes his head. ]

Askin: "Does J-L even know what he's getting into here tonight? Hamid has Kutter Flash and god knows whoever else on his team."

Macklin: "One has to wonder how safe BWA's biggest name besides everyone else signed is going to be with the human wrecking ball just twelve feet away from him."

[ "Do You Call My Name" by RA comes on, tinging and tanging, until "HIT ME WITH A BEAT" is whispered, and the song kicks in and out walks the W2K Impact Champion, title in his right hand, raised high above his head. ]

Macklin: "And on that note, one has to wonder who's answering this open challenge tonight... whoever it is surely put McKnight and Justice in such a sore mood that they are putting away differences tonight to insure whoever the challenger is, regrets it."

Askin: "Maybe it's that no-sell Hulk Hogan. I'd be pissed too."

[ Ace Hart hits the ring in a roll and raises the title far above his head, going to a ringpost as his music dies, and everyone hushes, and looks at the entrance, hoping to catch who the challenger is first. It's big news, you know. Finally, after seconds of silence, "The GOAT" by LL Cool J blasts, and out walks Bobby Johnson. ]

Macklin: "Listen to the crowd on this one!"

Askin: "Look at Ace Hart's face, he's not too happy."

Macklin: "The former ICWA star is coming down and ready to go..."

[ BJ hits the ring, also with a roll, but as he comes up, with an arm extended, Ace drops the belt and grabs it- he hits a whip into the corner and follows through with an off the starting line Avalanche.. he bounces off and away from BJ, but keeps the heat on with a swinging back elbow that BJ takes to the face. Ace whips him again, he hits the opposite corner hard, and as Ace tries for another Avalanche, he puts his legs up and around Ace's head...Ace tries to wrench free, and even pulls BJ from the corner, flopping him on his back, but the scissors around his head is locked... BJ twirls into a dragon spin and Ace flings over to the ropes, climbing up... BJ's already up thgou and before Ace is up fully, he hits a quick kick and then an axe kick that brings Ace down face first... Bobby rolls him over for a pin- ONE! TWO! NO! Ace kicks, and gets to a three point before he rushes BJ, who went for another kick but wasn't quick enough- tackles him down to the mat. He straddles, andgrabs BJ by the ear and rains down fists to the face, as BJ's legs kick. Ace lets him go, picking him upand ducking in for a Northen Lights positioning, bringing him up onto hos shoulder, and then dropping back so BJ gets a mouth full of canvas... Ace now spins him over- ONE! TWO! NO! BJ kicks, with authority, as it's a race up and they make it at one, and lock up- Ace is bigger and wrenches BJ into the corner, but BJ hits a knee to the gut... and then flips over Ace's back extending him out and bringing him down in a reverse jaw breaker that bounces Ace back to his feet and in a turn. BJ screams up and runs full blast at Ace, who's in the corner, and hits a jumping side kick that connects with force. Ace stumbles out of the corner, into an arm drag that sits him down and puts him in an armlock...He shakes off the webs and gets to his feet, controlled by BJ... ho wrestles him into an adominal stretch... Ace is reaching for the ropes, so BJ diucks for momentum and back up, bringing Ace off his feet in the same position and down in a massive backbreaker that curls Ace.... while he has the chance, BJ covers- ONE! TWO! NO! Ace kicks out, reaching the rope and pulling himself up. BJ comes at him while he feigns, and gets al elbow to the gut for his trouble. As he doubles over, he's butterflied into a spin and a suplex that crashes him down, and Ace stamps up and down in a leg drop and spins for the cover- ONE! TWO! NO! BJ kicks, and another race up- but Ace rakes the eyes of BJ, and then swings him around into the corner again and snaps up a boot right to the face- BJ gets some stars and is whipped again, but Ace keeps ahold for the short arm and sends his knee right into BJ... he then ties him up for the "Paragon", but BJ flips up and gets on Ace's shoulders and rains down punches... Ace drops to his knees while dropping BJ into a powerbomb, and makes a cover- ONE! TWO! NO!! BJ's hand is on the ropes... ]

Macklin: "I wonder why Bobby allowed himself to get powerbombed..."

Askin: "I think he strategized at the last second and thought a powerbomb from that counter was better than one of Ace's finishers."

Macklin: "Kind of a double edged sword."

[ BJ pulls himself once released, to the outside on the apron, and flings himself over with a dropkick that hits Ace in the chest. Ace flips back, and as he gets up BJ missiles himself into Aces face at half mast and Ace swings around and over the second turnbuckle. BJ runs and splashes Ace, and then rips him back onto his back and covers... Ace kicks but his arm is taken and he's whipped as BJ hits the "GTMOAT"... and t bones Ace over his head... he covers again- ONE! TWO! NO! Ace blasts out of the cover and to the outside. BJ hikes over the top to cross body him and both tumble... and thats when... ]

Askin: "As promise,d here come McKnight and Justice..."

Macklin: "As THREATENED maybe. No one wants to see them ruin this contest!"

[ Ace climbs up, as does BJ, BJ comes at him with a double axe, but Ace moves, and Bj hits the ramp flush with the ring, and then hits him in the kidney. BJ holds his side, and is smashed in the face with the ramp. Ace takes hi and flings him into the steps, and CRASH! BJ crashes hard, as Ace rolls back into the ring. ]

Macklin: "NO! THERE THEY GO!"

[ Justice picks up BJ, from the wreckage of the steps, and hold shim as McKnight lays into his kidneys, side to side, and then his face... BJ reels, and then ducks the last as Mcknight hits Justice in the jaw... He releases BJ and his hits a "Killa Kick" to the face of McKnight, knocking him back into the ramp. ]

Macklin: "they're getting EXACTLY what they deserve."

Askin: "For what?? Making sure the ICWA refugees don't take the hard earned spots of W2K guys??"

[ He takes Justice in a snap mare, but McKnight and Ace come down upon him and rain down blows and soon it's a three on one fight... as the bell rings nad the contest is stopped as the bell rings continually, over and over and over and over... but the beatdown doesn't stop right away. ]

Askin: "Ahahahaha... welcome to Texas."

Macklin: "This is just ludicrous."

Voice: "HEY! KNOCK IT OFF! Knock it off... RIGHT NOW!"

[ Everyone stops, as at the entranceway is Trunks Kenni, hot and with a mic. ]

Trunks: "Oh, how great. You know, I've heard around the back, James McKnight upset that these ICWA guys are coming in and taking spots. Well guess what, McKnight? The only spots that can be taken are spots that aren't earned! But, there's an exception. Because your spot is now held up for TEN DAYS! You're suspended. Get the hell out of my face and my arena."

[ McKnight goes ballistc, yelling conspiracy theories and W2K's doom as he's escorted by some security. ]

Trunks: "Whoa, Ace, Kenny Justic,e I hope you two aren't going anywhere, because you two have a spot next week. You're gonna have to defend your values and W2K honor against Bobby Johnson and Matt Matlock- two ICWA guys fresh off the bus. And, just to make it interesting, Ace, even though I know McKnight HAD to be the one to orchestrate all this, I'm going to punish YOU for it. If you are pinned next week, you LOSE the belt. You got it?"

[ Ace sneers, but bobby, who's not all too happy about being placed with matlock, still lets out a smile and points at Ace. ]

Trunks: "So I hope you're proud of what's gone down tonight, because this interference thing isn't going to fly with me. Not then, not now, not EVER."

[ He smiles. ]

Trunks: "Oh, Kenny Justice. You have a spot in just one minute, when your opponent comes out here. Right here, right now, you're gonna face... JON REED!"

[ "Fever for the Flavor" starts, as we cut backstage, with jon Reed and Maynard. ]

Reed: "You hear that? I get to go gangsta on someone tonight."

Maynard: "Mmm, smotchie kins. I know we've only had a couple of dates but... hmmm I like you. How about a good luck kiss?"

Reed: "Like on the cheek?"

Maynard: "Like sowrd fighting, but only with our tongues."

[ Reed lights up as, Kenny Justice, watching from the ring and Eddie and Johnny Askin all dry heave. ]

Askin: "DONT DO IT JON! Don't you dare do it!"

Macklin: "Talk about a precarious position!"

[ Maynard DIPS Reed, and plants one on him as the crowd gasps, and the camera gets closer, seeing the tongue action. ]

Askin: "OH MY GOD REED NO!"

Macklin: "... ack..."

[ Maynard, after five or six seconds, releases Reed, who looks drunk and high the same time. ]

Maynard: "mmm, you go get'em... tiger."

[ Reed heads out of the locker room as we fade back ringside and his music still goes, Justice is pointing at the Jumbotron, totally disgusted, but Reed comes out from the curtain and soars at the ring. He flies through the ropes swinging, but Justice blocks it, twice, and then kicks and slings Reed up in a snap suplex... Reed gets it, holds his back but comes up as he's slung up again and is hit by a second snap suplex... Justice covers- ONE! TWO! NO! Reed kicks, but is taken up and slung for another, but Reed hooks Justice's leg and hits a Fhisherman's DDT, and races up and stomps away at Justice, walks a few steps and scraps his boot on the canvas like he's stepped in something. ]

Askin: "Ugh, I wouldn't be so arrogant if I just got tongue f***ed by another guy."

Macklin: "JOHNNY! But he's sure making a statement."

[ He turns back around and is mauled by a shoulder block, sending him to the ropes, but he gut wrenches Justice up on his houlders and runs three steps and drops him back down like a Dominator... Justice come sup on his knees, and falls forward, as Reed covers- ONE! TWO! NO! Justice kicks out, but he's pulled up by his arm and gets a short arm kisser kick for his troubles, knocking him back down. Reed hikes up to the top and goes for a top rope splash, but Justice pulls up both legs, and Reed hits nothing but knee... He bounces around like a plane crash, and Justice plucks him up and sends him into the ropes and drops to a knee for a low clothesline to the chest, knokcing the wind back out of Reed as he stumbles forward, and Justice hops on the second rope for a springboard into a bulldog. ]

Macklin: "Excellent by Justice..."

[ Reed pushes up, and is hurdled into the corner, and hit by a "Raisin It Up", and Justice comes off and hits his "Busted Out"... ONE! TWO! THREE! The bell sounds. ]

Askin: "And Kenny Justice takes the win over Jon Reed!"

Macklin: "Even with the ugh, good luck kiss..."

[ As Reed collects himself, we head backstage where Tsunami is preparing for his match. In walks Hamid Ismaili. ]

Tsunami: "Hello boss. I'm prepared. I'm gonna take out my opponent tonight."

Hamid: "No you're not, I cancelled your match."

Tsunami: "What?"

Hamid: "Your match is out the window, because you wanted more than some Indy guy? Right? So I'm giving you what you want, I'm giving you something more. I'm signing you up for the eight man elimination tonight... on my team."

Tsunami: "Your team? Wouldn't I work better on the Jerm's since I'm from MSN:WA?"

[ Hamid shakes his head. ]

Hamid: "Is he in here offering you a big chance like this?"

Tsunami: "No."

Hamid: "Then there you go. That's why I am the better choice."

[ Tsunami takes Hamid's hand. Killa B is out in the ring, and he's waiting for an opponent to come on out to face him and he's making gang signs and junk which can't be good. Suddenly, "Superbeast" by Rob Zombie hit the pa system and out comes Damien Destruction which makes Killa B's eyes go wide. Damien walks down the ramp and gets into the ring via the steel steps and Killa B attempts to go right on the offensive by charging at Destruction with a running clothesline but Damien just pushes him back like a swatting a fly. Killa B gets up, and looks angry. He tries once more to do the running clothesline thing, but this time Damien catches him with a powerful Spinebuster. Killa B looks like he got folded up like an accordian. ]

Macklin: "James Tsunami in the huge main event tonight, as Killa B will be the emergency room's main event. I'm Eddie Macklin, and Askin thought this would be a good time to grab a snack."

[ Damien seems content to just let Killa B try to hurt him. He waits for Killa B to get back up and he taunts Killa B to come at him, and Killa does just that but this time he gets tossed into the air for a back bodydrop. Damien decides to flaunt his power so he picks up Killa B, and brings him into the air for a Military Press. He walks around the ring a little with Killa B before dropping him behind him. He then decides this match needs to end so he picks up an out cold Killa B and has him standing in the center of the ring and Damien runs at him and hits him with the Obliterator. He then covers Killa B, and the referee makes the inevitable count, 1.....2.....3! He calls for the bell, and the announcer speaks. ]

Macklin: "And the winner, as if it would turn out any other way... DAMIEN DESTRUCTION!"

[ Damien gets out of the ring and taunts the crowd as "Superbeast" blares over the pa system, and he heads to the back as we cut to Trunks' office, where he's working on paperwork. The door opens, and he sighs. ]

Trunks: "McKnight, I'm so not in the mood for your complaints tonight- oh, well hello."

Voice: "I'm here to sign up for the tag registration. My partner is Christian Michaels."

Trunks: "Well... the deadline for that passed days ago. But ah, hell, someone like you... I'll allow it."

[ Another knock on the door. It opens. ]

Trunks: "Ah, Christian, your partner's told me the WONDERFUL news."

[ Pan over to CM and... JT KASH?!?! CM narrows his eyes. ]

Trunks: "I mean, you two did mean to be a team, right?"

[ CM smiles, and chuckles. ]

CM: "Yeah, Trunks, JT came by and asked me to teach him how to wrestle. How could I turn him down?"

JT Kash: "Well, I wanted to know how to wrestle like CM, so I could get bookings in pissant bingo halls so I didn't get mauled by pesky fans, because everyone knows Christine can't draw stick figures."

Trunks: "How fun."

[ CM pats JT on the back. ]

CM: "See ya around, partner."

[ He walks off, as JT rounds a different corner. Into the Jerm. JT flips him off, even as his MSN:WA boss says hello, and JT walks into Hamid Ismaili. ]

JT Kash: "That eight man. You got all four you need?"

Hamid: "Are you offering?"

JT Kash: "No. I'm asking if you have all four guys you need."

Hamid: "Now. I only have two."

JT Kash: "Sign me up. I'd like to superkick the bejesus out of Jerm's ego, just once, for all the times he said I couldn't main event."

Hamid: "I'll pencil it in."

Macklin: "TWO of Jerm's own have sided with Hamid. This doesn't bode well for Team Syndicate."

Askin: "But Hamid probably couldn't be happier."

[ We go straight to ringside, where W2K Talent ‘Sean Locke�?is standing across the ring with Indy talent ‘Ricky Parker�? The Referee is just talking over the rules between both men, hoping for a fair match here. Within moments, Macklin and Askins voices are heard from the Commentary booth�?]

Askin: Parkers a stud, Eddie.

Macklin: He’s certainly ripped. But we know Sean Locke has a wealth of experience, I’m sure he’ll be able to take this match Johnny.

Askin: You’re probably right, but Ricky’s looking to be in good shape for this one.

*DING DING!*

[ Locke and Parker burst forward into a collar-and-elbow tie up, but after a mere second, Sean cleverly raises the knee up into Rickys gut. Sean smirks as Ricky weezes, bending over�?Sean drives an elbow into the back of his head, getting angry already. Locke clubs Parker in the spine a couple of times�?and the young Indy talent Ricky Parker stumbles forward toward the ropes for support. Sean Locke boots him in the side of the ribs with a right foot�?Sean grabs Rickys head, not playing games as he drags him into the centre of the ring�?Sean irish whips Ricky into the nearby turnbuckle. Parker turns, landing back-first in the corner.. Sean follows up with a swift Clothesline. Locke backs up, staring at Ricky who looks dazed and confused already ]

Macklin: Sean dominating here, using his raw power on Parker.

[ Sean bursts forward for another stiff Clothesline, but Ricky gets the boot up, nailing Locke in the face. Sean staggers back, grabbing his face for a moment�?Parker runs out the corner as Locke turns away. He grabs Locke’s head for a Bulldog, but Sean reaches round, grabbing his waist and nailing a SIDESLAM! Locke hooks over the leg whilst in perfect position�? 1!... 2!- Shoulder up! ]

Macklin: Well anticipated by Locke there. That’s the experience showing, Johnny.

[ Sean Locke slowly gets up to his feet�?He shrugs his shoulders rigorously, loosening them up. Ricky Parker sits up�?He slowly climbs up to his feet�?and Sean immediately gets him in a headlock. Sean tightens it, stomping down on the mat�?however Parker shoves Locke in the back, pushing him hard into the ropes. Sean bounces off the ropes and runs into a high-elevation BACK DROP from Ricky Parker! ]

Askin: There we are!

Macklin: ……�? Aaaand heres the cockiness.

[ Parker raises his arms�?Then slaps his six pack, pretty impressed with himself. He opens out his big arms, waiting as Sean Locke climbs up to his feet�?Sean shakes his head, rubbing the back of it with his right hand. Parker grabs Seans hair with both hands, and pulls him toward him�?Parker puts Seans head between his legs, then grabs his waist, prepping for a Powerbomb move�?but Sean suddenly grabs Rickys legs, and lifts him up�?Sean stands up straight, his head still between Rickys legs�?The fans make noise for this show of strength�?before Sean recklessly throws Ricky forward with a modified ‘Alabam Slam’�?Sean walks around, trying to curb his anger, but he’s having some trouble ]

Askin: Incredible impact there. I think Locke’s looking to finish this one early!

[ Parker climbs up to his feet�?Sean runs up and KICKS him in the ribs whilst he’s on all fours. Ricky rolls over onto his back, grabbing his upper body and kicking the mat in pain. Sean screams "Get up!"�?"Get up ya son of a bitch!"�?Locke stomps on Rickys face once, trying to rile up the young Indy performer. Ricky clambers up to his feet, without the aid of Sean�?But Sean immediately meets him with a vicious Throat Thrust.. Ricky jumps back, nailing the ropes and bouncing forward into a stiff Body punch�?Ricky bends over a little, but then Sean bends him over fully. Driving a knee into his temple once, before leaping up�?and nailing "School’d" on Ricky Parker! ]

Macklin: That’s the finisher right there! This ones as good as over!

[ 1!... 2!... 3!... *Ding Ding* ]

Macklin: Your winnerrrrrrr�?Seann Locke!!

[ "Whiskey in the Jar" by Metallica begins to play, and Sean Locke helps himself to his feet. He stares down at the fallen Ricky Parker. Just a taste of his brutality right there. Sean looks out into the crowd, not posing, he doesn’t need to�?Sean climbs out of the ring, and walks confidently up the rampway... but then a raven caws, all over the speakers, as Locke stops, unsure of what is going on... ]

Macklin: "Who the heck has a raven caw?"

[ A spotlight shines down as the lights darken, encricling the ring, as the rolling drums of "War Pigs" blast. But there is no one in the ring. Slowly it rises, and rises, as does the sight of the crowd, and Sean Locke's head, following the spotlight... all the way up the the rafters where a figure stands, white face paint glwoing against the black hue of his own clothing. ]

Macklin: "Is that... is that Nevyrmorr?"

Askin: "I... I'm not sure..."

[ The figure raises his right arm slowly, and points at Locke, who's confused, and looks around in the almost-black darkness. The spotlight flickers, and flickers again, going out like a snuffed candle, and poof.... the lights come back on and the rafters are empty. ]

Macklin: "I think Sean Locke's just seen a ghost."

Askin: "I think this whole damned arena just saw a ghost. Ghosts are the freakiest things imaginable, Eddie. They're cold and they're dead and definately not real and a total figment of your immagination!"

[ Sean Lock disappears through the curtain, as "King Nothing" rmbles across the PA. The crowd explodes, and stand up as the three pillars of sparks soar up to the sky. ]

Macklin: "We get to see the ICWA World Heavyweight Champion now... W2K's own Nic E Dangerously has returned home!"

Askin: "Eh, he's one of them now."

[ Try as he might, Askin cannot start a "YOU SOLD OUT" chant, but as NED walks onto the stage, the crowd just gets louder, even as he wears the ICWA Title around his waist. He steps forward, even taking time to slap some hands as he goes down, and enters the ring both arms in the air... but before he can even get a word out, Hamid's Music vcuts off NED's. ]

Hamid Ismaili: "I don't want to take too much time, really, I'm just here to offer you the last spot on my team for tonight-"

[ "Until you Crack" comes on and MJ takes a spot on stage to the far side, away from Hamid. ]

MJ Storm: "Atleast this time I'm not the first to rain on the parade, Hamid did it for me so I figured it wouldn't look too bad to come out here right about now- and oh, Hamid, we'll get to you in a moment but the big stars have something to quibble about. And that something is NONE other than... the ICWA Title. The ICWA title that I worked hard for. That Bobby Johnson worked hard for. That No Limits Christian Skywalker worked hard for. That you- Nic Dangerously, just waltzed in and took-"

NED: "And that says what for your talent, MJ?"

[ MJ sputters for a moment, then shake sit off. ]

MJ: "But I'm laying out a challenge for you once again, in front of all these people, once and for all for you to accept or, what I already know you'll do- decline and thus prove yourself the biggest, ugliest, yellow bellied coward in all of this crap ass state!"

[ Booooooos.... and chants for "F*** him up Neddy, F*** him up!" ]

MJ Storm: "So will you accept, or will you go back to your locker room and piss your pants that once again you narrowly miss your destrcution at the hands of MJ Storm!?!?"

NED: "I-"

Hamid: "Whoa whoa! Who cares? What we want to know is, you'r eback, Dangeorusly, back waving the W2K flag and now it's time for you to grasp your destiny, and help me fight off the Jerm, once and for all and bloody his nose. Forget MJ. Most of the rest of Texas has already-"

[ CHEEERS! As, MJ acts FLABBERGHASTED... ]

Hamid: "So take up the fight like James Tsunami. Like Kutter Flash. Like JT Kash-"

[ Huge pop for the last one for sure! ]

Hamid: "Some do it for W2K. Some do it to spite Jerm-"

NED: "Hameeed, I get ya. I really do and while I'd love to help fend off corporate america I just can't stand the sight of ya. The sound of ya. The thought of ya. So really I'm going to have to decline your offer and let you know that the Jerm has already gotten me and Christian Michaels to fight on his side-"

[ HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE roar for Christian Michaels... Hamid steams. ]

NED: "So thus, really, you're preaching to the wrong choir. As for you, MJ-"

Hamid: "AS FOR MJ.... Dangerously... you accept."

[ !!!!!!!! ]

Hamid: "Next week... you're gonna pay for this, Dangerously because next week you fight alongside Ace Hart and Kenny Justice, against Bobby Johnson, Matt Matlock, and MJ Storm..."

Macklin: "Whoa, another huge tag match-"

Hamid: "And then in two weeks time you will in that ring, defend your ICWA Title... your dead justification of all the time you wasted, against MJ Storm right here in San Antonio! That will show you to be an over bearing cocky prick, Dangerously."

[ He walks out, as MJ is stunned he's actually got what he wanted. ]

Macklin: "NED and CM are on the Team Syndicate tonight! This match has weird possibilities, as we'll see CM and JT on opposite sides- but they are tag partners who are feuding- it's a whirlwind of headaches, Johnny."

Askin: "Yeah, I just have no idea what's going on. Who do we cheer? Who do we boo?"

[ "Floating in Darkness" blasts. ]

Macklin: "This is who we boo! The W2K Champion, Kutter Flash."

[ He comes out, with Hamid Ismaili after MJ and NED cleared. He stomps out and heads for the table being set up and Hamid has the clipboard for the signing. ]

Askin: "Once this is signed by Kutter and WallStreet, it's a done deal for Cyberslam. WallStreet versus Kutter Flash, the main stream marquee against the man who's lived at the bottom for years. It's a Cinderella story, onl backwards and turned upside down."

Macklin: "Indeed, Johnny. It could quite possibly tear down the entire city of San Anotnio."

[ As Kutter is in the ring, Hamid takes a mic and "SuperstarII" blasts, as the crowd goes frekain insane, and throwing trash in the ring at Kutter and Hamid. No one matches up to the Marquee of Mainsteam, as he comes out on stage under a spotlight, Kutter wave sit off and Hamid huffs. But the spotlight turns into a ful lighting arrangement when he hits the ring, on a corner, looking out, hopping in and ready to sign. He grabs the pen first, even, and goes to put it to paper, when Hamid stops him. ]

Hamid: "WAIT, Mister McCallister, you can't sign that contract, because I know you're a businessman, and as a businessman it's never good business- under any ccirumstance- to break an contracual agreement."

Macklin: What is this about?"

Hamid: "You won't be able to make Cyberslam. So if you sign that right her,e right now, you'll be lying to all the fans here and all the fans at home watching you- you'll be given false advertsiing to a Pay Per View that won't have you on it. You'll break your promise to these people like you've broken your promise of citizenship to this nation."

Askin: "..... okay, now I'm lost."

[ Apparently, so is Wally, as he just looks at Hamid. Hamid ogoes on to offer us the explaination, however. ]

Hamid: "You see, we've had so many recent terrorist attacks lately. Why do you think that is? Why do you think that when WalLStreet hits it big time once again, there's so many devastating circumstances around the world? I'd like to sit here and ponder for a moment, and hopefully all of you join me, as I wonder just how they get the money for all this all of the sudden."

Askin: "What's this got to do with wrestling??"

Hamid: "We should all take a moment to remember those lost in these unfortunate times. All of us. Except the man responsible. But words can't do it justice because since a picture is worth a tousand words, let me give you the reasoning of why Mister McCallister will not make Cyberslam, and instead will spend the rest of his life in federal prison."

[ Now, everyone is stunned in silence, even Wally, even Kutter who seems overly confused right now. ]

Hamid: "I came across these photos- and oh, Mister McCallister, don't try and cover your tracks now, I already have them ready for the Jumbotron- and Security, come out here please to apprehend this known felon."

[ Men dreesed in all black with "FBI" in bold yellow lettering head out to the ring, encircling it. ]

Hamid: "I have friends in very low places. All of you know I'm arabic and by your own racial association I must be integrated in with the oil cartels of Iraq. And, while at one of their homes for dinner, I saw this photo and I swiped it incase I would ever need it, and need it I do. NEED IT AMERICA DOES! Watch the screen as your entire world crumbles, McCallister!"

[ SHOCK AND AWE.... Wally even takes off Fame's sunglasses. The FBI starts to the ring, and Wally tenses for a fight as people are screaming and shouting... ]

Hamid: "Jutter, take him down, FOR AMERICA!"

[ Kutter runs at Wally, and gets a punch to the face, and nother, and another, until Wally backs him to the ropes and whips him across the ring- Wally comes at him but Kutter puts on the breaks, and kicks, and then gut wrenches him up and into the table head and shoulder first- he crashes through and lays limp, as the W2K Champion looks down at him, and the FBI rolls Wally over, and puts his hands behind his back. ]

Hamid: "Kutter Flash is an American hero! He saved this nation by putting away the bgiggest financier or terrorism in the history of this country!"

Macklin: "This is total bullshit!"

Askin: "You're telling me. I wa sjust asking myself yesterday why gas is like three bucks a gallon."

Macklin: "YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN! This is horrendous, WallStreet is being taken in on counts of terrorism!! That's ridiculous! This can't even get very far can it?"

Askin: "Don't ask me, Eddie. Ask the Patriot act. I do know, even if McCallister gets out of it, he's gonna have a few more open holes to hide stuff later."

[ Wally id beaten with some patons, as Hamid even grabs one from an agent, and sets on Wally over and over on the back, as two burly agents lift him by either arm as they push him outside of the ring... and drag him over the ramp to the entrance amongst a rain of boos. The camera sfollow him to the back, where Johnny Fame is waiting. ]

Fame: "This is utter crap!"

Macklin: "You tell them, Johnny!"

Fame: "He's still got my glasses, and I didn't get a chance to kick his ass to take them!"

Macklin: "WHAT?"

Fame: "Yoink back at you... bitch."

[ Fame takes the shades, and places them back on his head. He glows like a Super Saiyen, as Wally's dragged away and Terri slaps him in the head. ]

Terri: "Are you only worried about those? I was attacked earlier."

Fame: "Hey babe, one thing at a time."

[ Terri shoves Fame off screen, and Hamid replaces him strangely and shes sneering at him. ]

Terri: "What?"

Hamid: "Ah, Miss Dang-

Terri: "Ahem."

Hamid: "...Misses Saotome... Nice to see you again."

Terri: "Yeah right, you hate my guts almost as much as I hate yours. I'm busy, so hurry this the hell up."

Hamid: "... And now I'm reminded of why I never missed you."

Terri: "To the point, Hamid. Now. I have to go make sure Johnny baby doesn't do something dumb and get killed by Kutter or the vending machine guy."

Hamid: "Yes, that would be a shame, wouldn't it? Hm, what a waste of perfectly good oxygen that fool is-

[ Terri shoots him a look. ]

Hamid: "... Well, Terri Lamin, I have a proposition for you."

[ Her eyes widen and she blocks a gag. ]

Terri: "EW-

Hamid: "Not THAT kind of proposition, you fool!"

Terri: "Oh. Well then, does it involve Image Johnson and the Championess title?"

Hamid: "No."

Terri: "Impact Title??"

Hamid: "Well... no..."

Terri: "Well Jesus Christ, does it involve Kutter?!"

Hamid: "... In a way... but, I'm sure not in the way you're thinking."

Terri: "Then why the hell am I still talking to you?"

[ Terri starts to walk away, and Hamid clears his throat. ]

Hamid: "That's fine, if you really want Jeremy McMillion running all over, thinking that he's got free reign to do as he pleases and telling you what to do-"

[ This stops her, and she turns back with a grimace. Gawd, she hates that guy more than she does Hamid. ]

Terri: "Ugh, I hate Jerm... "

Hamid: "Yes, very few of us are fond of him."

Terri: "Well okay, you have my attention. What do I have to do?"

Hamid: "All you really have to do is show up when given the que, fool."

Terri: "Gee, Hamid, do you REALLY think I can handle ALL that??"

[ Terri rolls her eyes, and Hamid sighs. We cut away from this scene, as they further discuss the matter of Terri Lamin helping Hamid in the quest to ruin the evil Jermbot. Or something. Cut to Jerm. ]

Macklin: :I'm wondering, Hamid has Kutter, he's got Tsunami, Terri, and JT Kash. Jerm has Johnny Legend, NED and CM and even had WallStreet until... well that travesty earlier happened and I still say it's total bullsh-"

Askin: "What he's getting at fans is who will be WalLStreet's replacement in this match?"

[ Jerm's smiling, and we see he's in a parking lot. A limo pulls up, and stops. The door opens and out comes Damien Collins! The crowd inside goes nuts, as Jerm takes his hand and shakes. ]

The Jerm: "So glad you could make it on such short notice, Mister Collins."

DC: "I'm psyched. I haven't been in a W2K ring in almost two years. Wow. This is weird. But I'm ready to take it to those guys."

The Jerm: "Your match is up next, you better go get ready!"

DC: "Of course!"

[ Back ringside. ]

Macklin: "The match we've waited all night for. We have all eight men ready and waiting. Hamid Ismaili's team versus Team Syndicate.... and eight huge names and you can only imagine what's going to happen with this!"

[ "Cochise" blasts, as James Tsunami is the first of the eight to get to the ring.... he gets cheers, as his music is replaced with "Coming Undone", and Terri Lamin comes down... ]

Askin: "You'll never see team set ups like this again. Fan favorites and rule breakers mixed up like a bad brownie batter."

[ Terri hits the ring with EC TERRI chants, as it's replaced by "Walk".... and out rumbles JT Kash... to a mass orgy in the audience... and people can't believe he's still here tonight. ]

Macklin: I thought he'd forget."

[ Finally, "Floating in Darkness" comes on as Hamid enters with Kutter Flash, who storms in the ring and clears it, as none of his team mates want anything to do with him.... but his music is replaced itself by "Remedy", as Damien Collins walks out on stage... down to the ring signing some autographs in short hand... but he makes it to the ring and holds up his arms as "Whatever the Hell Johnny Legend's Music Is" blasts... and he come sout to crickets. ]

Askin: "The greatest talent in this federation right now, and he gets no respect."

[ "Line in the Sand", as CM saunters on stage, stops, and points as "King Nothing" rumbles, and the ICWA Champion walks out onstage with his Synergy partner. They both head to the ring together, as the bell rings and we're ready to get under way because entrances suck anyway and are just filler. We're starting off with The BIG J-L and James Tsunami, as JL goads him into a test of strength. He grabs one hand, and then another and JL goes for a sly kick but Tsu jumps back, pulling JL forward and dropping him with force chest first into his knee... JL coughs and springs up, holding his chest like he's been shot and he goes for a tag, hitting NED. NED, with all the history, grabs him by the skull, and shoves him back into the cneter of the ring, into a German Suplex by Tsu. ]

Macklin: "And Legend was worried about being AGAINST NED."

[ JL rushes up and runs for CM, but his kicking leg is caught by Tsu, who pulls him back in and into an Ankle lock... he grasps for the ropes and gets one and huggs it for dear life as Tsu comes back at him and stomps the bajesus out of him... JL lets go and Tsu grabs the top and pendalums himself with both feet into JL's gut, knokcing him out of the ring... he tumbles and Tsu climbs through the ropes and to the apron, as he does an Asai Moonsault to the outside, crashing into JL! They end up a heap, as the crowd goes nuts for it... Tsu gets up and drags JL to his feet and slides him into the ring... as he grabs a rope to climb in, JL rolls over and kicks Tsu in the face, knocking him back... JL then grabs the top and sails over for a cross body and again both crash and again the crowd goes for it... Now they race up and race into the ring and both run for a tag, as JL slaps DC's hand, and he climbs in and Tsunami gets JT Kash... they rush at each other and DC goes to grab, but JT slides under him hits the ropes and back for a bulldog, connecting, as DC shakes off the webs and JT steps on his head, snapping him face first into the canvas, He pulls him up by the hair and tights, and goes to dump him therough the ropes, but DC puts a foot on the second rope to stop it, and reaches back and grabs JT for a jawbreaker that connects, JT checks to see all his teeth are there, and he turns around into a shot to the face- he spins after the second and DC grabs him for the "DC Drop".... but JT mule kicks, released, and runs to the ropes and back for his own Asai Moonsault that flattens DC and he hooks the leg- ONE! TWO !NO!! DC kicks out, and a race up as JT kicks- DC catches it and pulls in JT for a clothesline the cannects, and drops an elbow. ]

Macklin: "Did you ever think we'd see matches between these guys in the ring and on the apron here ever again??"

Askin: "No, and I can't believe we're seeing it now!"

[ DC pulls up JT and flings him to the ropes, JT comes back with a shoulder blocking spear, and cuts DC down. DC rolls up and makes a tag to CM and JT's eyes widen- as CM grabs him by the hair to bring him up, but JT smashes him in the balls with his foot. ]

Askin: "GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOALLL!"

[ CM doubles over and JT brings him up for a massive DDT... it connects and JT covers- ONE! TWO! NO! CM kicks, mainly from pain in his crotch, but he kicks. JT brings him up, and elbows him to the back of the neck repeatedly, then tags back in James Tsunami. Tsu takes the arm in an Arm Bar, keeping CM bent down as JT sits atop the ropes and comes down with a guillotine legdrop... dropping CM face first and Tsu keeps that arm bar on... JT exits the ring, and goes to hit on Terri, as she punches him in the shoulder. Tsu wrenches his legs into a head scissor and turns CM onto his back- ONE! TWO! NO! CM's legs come up and get Tsu's head in the same thing, and drag him down as the two are tangled up... CM grabs the rope and the ref makes Tsu release, and CM the same... They race up and CM whisks around a clothesline attempt and gets a waist lock and a belly to back that folds Tsu in half... Tsu tries to get up but he gets a neck breaker, and then is whipped into the corner. CM laucnhes his shoulder into Tsu, and Drops him to the canvas, as he stands up to the ropes for the "Southern Climate"...he sails as JT rushes in and nails a "Sweet Chin Music" to CM's face in mid air, and CM crashes like a Valuejet airliner... tmbling and spinning and just all out gooone. ]

Macklin: "Did you see that?"

Askin: "Holy cow, I think CM's going to need some JB Weld for his skull."

[ Tsu sees his chance for something bigger, and grabs CM, up for the "Storm of the Century", connects it, as he covers and NED goes in to break up the pin, but Kutter soars across with a GORE... eliminating NED form the picture as he rolls to the outside. ONE! TWO! THREE! ]

Macklin: "JT Kash caused CM's early elimination!"

[ CM is eliminated, but in comes JL, ready to pound away at Tsu, who meets him blow for blow. Tsu takes both hands and hits the chest of JL, knokcin ghim back and goes for a clothesline, but JL ducks it and spins, shoving Tsu into the corner face first. He grabs the head and goes for a reverse diamond cutter, hitting it and rushes up for a high five, in the wrong corner, and Terri goes to high five, then rakes his eyes... he turns, into a kick by Tsu and a face buster, as Tsu makes a tag to TLD.... "TLD" chants all over, as she uses JL's body as a step up to the top rope and back for a moonsault back at him, grabbing him by the head and whipping him back... She sits up with her arms up as the goddess gets cheers and then covers- ONE! TWO! NO! JL kicks out, as Terri brings him up, he scoops her up, but she slides behind for a waistlock, he flips her over in a snap mare, grabbing her hair and flinging her around for the "Perfect Alibi"... but she drops to one knee to stop it, slides under him, he spins and she pops up and hits the ropes and back for a "Terri-Fied".... ONE! TWO! THREE! The bell rings, as Johnny Legend is eliminated. ]

Macklin: "It's Jerm's two against Hamid's four!!"

Askin: "I bet this is all staged anyway."

[ TLD tags in JT Kash, as NED steps in and "404" chants go up. JT and NED scan the crowd, and shrug, as they lock up, and JT is brought back, but he spins around and goes for a "Stigma Killer", he doesn't get it, as NED shoves him off into the ropes an dback for a tilt a whirl, but JT slides back before he can twirl him the entire way around, and then hits a chop block, brinigng NED down a notch, and he hits the ropes and back for a dropkick to the chest, but NED goes face first to avoid it, and JT flies ove rhim. NED comes back around, JT goes for a low blow, but NED hops and comes back down with an axe onto JT's back, grabbing his offending arm and goes for a rip up and short arm- JT comes back at him though and NED's gotta avoid the short arm clothesline, and whips JT into the ropes so hard, JT flips up and over them, onto the apron, and NED nails him with a clothesline. JT falls to the floor, and in comes Kutter from behind, grabbing NED and spinning him into the turnbuckle, Kutter then sets him up on the top rope and goes for a suplex, but NED shoves him down and off... JT to the outside, hits the tope and breaks NED"s balance, and he gets it balls first, hanging on the top in a world of pain as DC comes in and goes for Kutter... Kutter bats him off and sends him through the ropes and into the railing, and follows him out... JT and Kutter beat him down as Terri slinks over to do some weird ass cross body, bailing into all three! The four tumble around as Kutter drags DC into the ring, and sends him up in his Cradle Pildriver- BOOM! ONE! TWO! THREE! ]

Macklin: It's one on four now... how th ehell did this happen?"

Askin: "Jesus hates Hamid. Jesus is racist against Muslims!"

[ NED still hangs on that top rope, wondering if his balls will ever produce... as Tsu drags him off... Tsu then just goes for a cover- ONE! TWO! NO! NED kicks, and as he comes up, Tsu makes a wild swing, but NED ducks it and runs Tsu over across the ring and through the ropes into Kutter on the outside... JT comes in and sizes NED up for a Stigma Killer... NED turns and JT goes for it, but NED wrenches back with JT and LAUNCHES him over the ropes, and like a bowling ball into pins he crashes into Kutter and Tsu... NED turns, expecting Terri, but through the crowd, comes MJ Storm... bringing the ICWA belt from the table and as NED lifts Terri up for the "Deus Ex Machina", MJ races in and BLASTS him in the skull, making him fall lifeless, and Terri looks around, unfazed, and covers her brother- )ONE! TWO! THREE!! The bell rings. ]

Macklin: "A TOTAL SHUT OUT BY HAMIDS TEAM!"

Askin: "Kind of anti climactic, don't you think? I mean, hell."

Macklin: "Maybe, but atleast Jerm'll shut up for a while."

[ "Coming Undone" blasts, as Terri takes credit for the entire win. Tee hee. Hamid calls out to all four "I OWE YOU! I OWE YOU!" ]

Macklin: "I wonder what that means..."

Askin: "Who knows..."

[ Cut to the parking lot again. As Chanel and Summer stand behind a car, where the trunk is banging around. ]

Chanel: "She's so unappreciative."

Summer: "Yeah. We helped her out, and now she can only get mad and want out."

Chanel: "Too bad we torched her car. We had to load her up in that taxi."

Summer: "It's like flying coach. It's okay, as long as you don't see anyone you know."

Chanel: "Well. Let's do this."

[ They walk up to the taxi driver, and lean in showing him their assets, and getting his mind off what a weird request this is. ]

Chanel: "You know that lady we dumped in your trunk? Well she's a friend of ours, and she's drunk as all hell. So if you could take her back to Mexico for us, that'd be great. She's breaking curfew and her parents will be mad."

Summer: "Yeah. And please hightail it... for us..."

[ Bobby Johnson runs out to the lot- ]

BJ: "HEY! STOP THAT DAMNED CAR!"

Summer: "Hey! you better go, that's her abusive boyfriend."

Driver: "I hate bastards like that! I'll make sure she's safe!"

[ BJ runs after the taxi, but it guns the gas as Summer and Chanel both make their exits, Bobby goes for one, but stops, shaking his fist, knowing he's gotta get Image.... he goes for his rental. ]

BJ: "Dammit, they torched my rental..."

Macklin: "The W2K Championess ha sbeen abducted by a Taxi driver!!! Should we call the police?"

Askin: "nah, they'll get her at the border. Besides, this is kinda funny...."

[ !!!!!!!!!!!!! Fade to black. W2K Unlimited, Inc 2006. ]