[Backstage we see Serenity scurrying along through the hallways while occasionally looking behind her, like someone is chasing her.

Macklin: I wonder what’s going on.

Askin: She’s probably out trying to wreck "Nicky".

Macklin: Better hope Nic doesn’t hear you calling him that. Your liable to get broken in two. As Serenity rounds another corner the camera stops following her and turns around to face the direction where she just came from and then we see the reason for her retreat.

Askin: Psycho!

Macklin: We need a cage for that weirdo!

[Indeed, Psycho is making his way down the hall, apparently after Serenity. Fade to commercial.

[ In the ring, the three men circle as the bell rings.

Askin: "This triple threat would have been awesome if two actually hyped it up this week."

Macklin: "Indeed, Joe 6Pack was backstage during the week but never got around to airing a promo."

[ They go into a triple tie up, and Joe brings them both in into a head bong, and they stumble around as they both get double lariated. Joe picks up Jack Traid, and throws him to the outside, but Jack hangs on the top rope. Travis McKneil is next, hit face first into the turnbuckle, and then swing around onto Joe's shoulders, and into a running powerslam, sending him over the top and down onto the floor!! He tumbles and crashes, and Joe turns around into Jack Traid- wild swing ducked by Joe, and then he goes for a club to the back, and then slings him for a German Suplex- and bridges- ONE! TWO! THREE!

Macklin: "Wow, what a short work Joe Sixpack made of two guys!"

Askin: "Never underestimate the power of cutting a promo."

Macklin: "INDEED!"

[Backstage, Hamid Ismaili is back in his office. He's sitting at his desk, scribbling furiously, as people run past his door. he looks up.

Serenity: "ACK!"

[She flashes by. Hamid shrugs and goes back to his fingerpainting.

Psycho: "MWAHAHAHAHAHA!"

[Hamid looks up against as Psycho flies by. He scratches his head, and decides to play Solitaire on his computer.

[Angeluuci and Drew are in the ring now, with Drew having his back to Angeluuci staring at Kutter on the outside as the bell rings and Angeluuci quickly rolls up Drew, while Kutter is telling him to turn around so he doesn't lose the bet. 1..2..3!!

Askin: Well...Drew just proved to be about worthless.

"Your winner...michael Angeeeluuuccciiii!!!!"

Macklin: Looks like Kutter has about three seconds to beat Travis tonight or he's on the losing end of a bet.

[ Commercial.

[Backstage we see James Tsunami walking towards the ring area with the Impact title draped over his shoulder.

"Hey there champ!"

[ James stops and turns to the side where we see Bryan Williams stepping up into the picture. Bryan pats the belt draped over Tsunami's shoulder.

Bryan: You better make sure and bring this baby back with you...because I plan on being the guy to take it from around your waist.

"You boys plan on making out with each other or what?"

[Both of them turn their heads where they see DSL and Ace Hart standing.

Ace: Because it sure looks that way form here.

Bryan: Go blow a goat.

Ace: Go screw your monkey.

Bryan: LEAVE MUN KEY OUT OF THIS!

DSL: Temper, temper little fellow. Besides, when he loses that title, it won't be to someone like you. It's going to be to m-

Ace: Me! Come on.

DSL: Um...excuse me? I was just in the middle of making my point when you completely stole my thunder.

Ace: Well...sorry.

Bryan: Hey...do people ever just call you Duh?

DSL: ...?

Bryan: Your first name is Da. Soooo it only makes sense...DUH!

DSL: Ugh! I feel my IQ dropping as we speak.

[DSL storms off as we switch to ringside.

["Put ‘Em In Their Place" by Mobb Deep fades out as the scene comes to. The bell rings as Palsied and Caleb Tanner begin the match off. Caleb Tanner goes to set-up for the generic match start tie-up, but Palsied thinking smartly doesn’t go down that road, instead Palsied rushes at him and slams his forearm right about Tanner’s nose. Tanner stumbles up, and falls onto the mat.

Askin: He calls that maneuver the "Spongebob Squarepants".

Macklin: Humorous...but childish.

[Palsied stands up, and quickly lands a standing flip leg drop. Palsied gets up again, but Tanner’s methodical-ness starts to kick in. Tanner grabs onto Palsied’s left ankle, and trips him up. Palsied doesn’t let Tanner get the momentum though, he quickly rolls out of the way, and gets to his feet. Tanner doesn’t look to pleased, but as soon as he tries to stand up he gets blindsided by Palsied’s boot.

Askin: Nice running dropkick there. He’s not letting Caleb Tanner up, which is a good strategy.

Macklin: Yeah, but it’s one move, Johnny. He’s gotta follow this up.

[And Palsied does with a flurry of forearm shots to Tanner’s head. Palsied keeps attacking him, eventually throwing in knee strikes, and just straight out punches. Caleb tries rolling out of the way, but Palsied just follows after him. Caleb is getting beaten up, he tries everything to defend himself. Eventually Palsied keeps a spot open long enough, and Caleb takes advantage. That spot is his stomach, and Caleb drills his elbow into it. Caleb then quickly gets up, grabs a hold of Palsied’s head, and then slams it down onto his knee. Palsied falls back, and holds his jaw. Caleb quickly dashes over, jumps up, and then slams both knees down onto Palsied’s lower back. Palsied grimaces, then yells out in pain. Caleb stands up again, and starts stomping on Palsied’s back. Caleb picks Palsied up, and slams his back down onto his knee. He does this again, and again. But when he tries to do it a fourth time, Palsied swings his body out using Caleb’s head as leverage, and lands a huge Bulldog. Palsied starts sliding over to his corner, using only one hand to drag himself, and using the other to hold his back.

Askin: Brilliant reversal, but he needs a tag now.

Macklin: I’d say Tanner needs a tag, but look who he’s facing. I’m sure he’ll be okay.

[Palsied reaches his corner, and tags in Rot. By this time Tanner is standing up, and walking over to Rot’s corner. Rot runs past Tanner, and to the ropes. Rot then springboards off. When he ricochets back, Rot nails Caleb with a huge clothesline. The two hit the mat, and Rot stands up. He’s pumped up, and Dylan takes the initiative to try to bring his momentum down. Failed. Rot runs up to Dylan, and dropkicks him clear out of the ring.

Askin: Damn. That was a powerful dropkick.

Macklin: He’s pumped up, but he won’t be soon enough.

[Rot gets to his feet, and looks at Tanner who is kneeling, trying to shake the cobwebs. Rot smirks, and runs over to the ropes in front of Caleb. Rot hits the ropes, and uses the force to deliver a very painful looking Shining Wizard. Rot goes for the cover. 1 tw....KICK OUT!

Macklin: Hardly a two-count, Johnny.

Askin: Yeah, but that Shinning Wizard looked like it hurt.

[The two count doesn’t come as a surprise to Rot. Instead of looking shocked, and complaining to the ref, Rot stands up. He picks Caleb up, and Irish whips him into the corner. Rot runs full speed at the corner only to hit the turnbuckle pads with his chest. Just as Rot stumbles back, Caleb ties his arms around his waist, and throws him over his head, executing a very nice overhead German suplex.

Askin: Angle would approve.

Macklin: Who cares about Angle? We’re watching Caleb Tanner and Dylan Abrams run through Palsied and Rot. Mostly Caleb though.

[Rot bites the mat pretty hard, and just rolls off to the side, trying to avoid any further pain. Caleb doesn’t oblige though, as he walks over to Rot rather slowly. Caleb goes to pick up Rot, but Rot fights back. He starts nailing Tanner in the gut with rights and lefts. Rot takes a book from a MMA fighter, and grabs a hold of Caleb’s legs. Rot picks Caleb up, pumping his legs, and lands a huge running Spinebuster.

Askin: WOW! That wasn’t really a spinebuster! That was more of a neckbuster. Rot spiked him down on an angle that made Caleb’s neck take the force of the blow.

Macklin: He’s trying to paralyze him, Johnny. That’s the only way he’s going to win this match. Rot looks down at Caleb who looks like he is in a great deal of pain. Rot flashes a grin, and grabs a hold of Caleb’s ankles. Rot drags Caleb over to his own corner, and allows him to tag in his partner. But not before giving him a sharp kick to the ribs. Rot takes a few steps back, and just watches as Caleb reaches up but not even getting up to get the tag. Dylan has to reach over, and tag Caleb’s hand. Dylan gets into the ring, and meets Rot in the center. They go to tie up, but Rot slams his foot into Dylan’s shin. Dylan lifts his right leg, and hops up and down on one leg. He doesn’t look very pleased with that, and slaps Rot across the face. Rot shakes his head, and instead of continuing the little sissy fight, he slams his fist right into Dylan’s right eye. Dylan stumbles back, and goes to fall but Rot catches him. Rot lifts Dylan up Gorilla Press style, and slams him down into a front slam, and then drives his knee into his throat. Askin: He calls that move the "Mock".

Macklin: He’s trying to kill him!

Askin: It’s wrestling, Eddie.

[Rot points to Palsied, and Palsied already knows what to do. Palsied jumps up onto the top rope, and corkscrews off. Palsied lands a huge corkscrew double-stomp that he dons the "OMG".

Askin: Oh My God.

Macklin: Clever.

[ Palsied turns around just in time to get a springboard drop kick from Caleb. Caleb is spun around and put to sleep by Rot’s finisher "Inept". The crowd pops off the impact as Rot makes the cover.

Askin: It’s over!

[1... 2...

Macklin: Dylan can’t make the save in time!

[3! Just as the ref’s hand hits three Dylan is diving on top for the save, but is too late and the bell sounds.

"Your winners…ROT, and PAAALLSSSIIIEEEEDD!!!"

[Backstage once again we see Serenity, still looking to be on the run from her apparent stalker, Psycho. Serenity finally comes to a stop where we see her standing in front of the Synergy locker room door. Where she wastes no time barging in, still facing the door the crowd makes a reaction when they see Amber Michaels standing behind Serenity, who is still unaware of her presence.

Amber: AHEM!

[Serenity looks surprised as she turns around to face Amber. But being the constant con artist she is, Serenity puts on her best Sunday smile.

Serenity: Hi Amber. So how’s the baby coming along?

[Serenity rubs Amber’s belly, and gets her hand smacked away.

[Amber: I’m *not* pregnant!

Serenity: Ohhh. My mistake. Say where’s Nicky?

Amber: Why are you-

[NED walks out from the back and sees the two girls standing there. Serenity looking innocent but you know she’s guilty, cause it’s always like that. Amber just looks like she’s about to have a PMS rampage.

NED: Uhhhh…What’s, what’s going on?

Serenity: Nicky!

[Serenity pushes passed Amber and runs to Nic.

NED: Uhh…heh, heh, you must be here to pay me for training your *boyfriend*. Where’s Bryan anyways?

Serenity: What?

[NED spins her around and starts pushing her out the door while Amber suspiciously looks on.

NED: Yep, just tell him he can pay me after the show tonight, okay bye!

[Nic pushes her out the door, slams it shut, locks it, leaves to get nagged by Amber.

Serenity: UGH!

"SERENITY!"

[A deep voice can be heard shouting her name, and the camera turns to see Psycho walking towards her.

Serenity: OH MY GOD LOOK!

[She points causing Psycho to spin around and look behind him while Serenity pulls a road runner and runs like Hell.

Psycho: WHAT!? Psycho turns back around seeing Serenity is gone so he gives chase as we fade to a commercial.

[ Ace Hart is in the ring, and subsequently, with Da Sweet Lunatic. Acting all nasty and stuff. But finally, Ace Hart manages to rip himself from DSL and get handed a mic.

Macklin: "Ace hart, of course laying down another open challenge much like his IMpact Title reign."

Askin: "You mean that same open challenge that ended his Impact Title reign?"

Macklin: "Well... yeah."

[Ace lifts the mic.

Hart: "As I've made is so incredibly clear the past week, I'm ready to take on any man, woman, or even Matlock to show that I'm still at the top of my game, and near the top of Wrestling 2000. Maybe some people still need it spelled out for them, since as of yet ther ewasn't any answer to my challenge when I last checked. But this is your time to get famous, boys. Otherwise, I might have to wrestle... DSL in the middle of this ring here tonight. Trunks, you want some ratings? I'll give ya-"

["RIGHT NOW!" by KoRn blasts, as peopl elook to the entrance, and Ace Hart freezes, and DSL sneers towards the curtains.

Macklin: "Ace Hart a legend in his own right, but now he might have to answer to one of MSN's biggest!"

Askin: "Oh, thi sis gonna be good, as Jimmy Stryker ain't exactly DSL's favorite person."

Macklin: "Or vice versa..."

[Jimmy Stryker hits the ring, walking up the steps, staring at Ace Hart and DSL. He enters, and paces, snatching a mic for himself.

Hart: "So YOU are gonna answer the Tap Out Tour challenge?"

Jimmy: "Hell, Ace. I came out here for HER."

[He points at DSL.

Jimmy: "But, I'll settle for you. For now."

Hart: "Well, then, ring the b-"

[BAM! Jimmy nails Ace in the forehead with the mic, and knocks him clean down! Ace shakes his head free of the webs, as DSL exits the ring, and Jimmy gives him a boot to the head. Ace snaps back, but, Jimmy gets alittle cocky, and Ace grabs the foot, and twists him into a leg take down so Jimmy falls forward- catching a rope as he comes down, Ace twists for an ankle lock, and Jimmy kicks with his free foot, catching Ace in the chest and face as he gets up. Ace recoils, and Jimmy comes back up with a swing- Ace ducks it, and Jimmy spins- back towards Ace, and Ace kicks, and brings him in for an Atomic Drop- at the hilt, Jimmy claps his hands on Ace's ears, getting himself dropped back to his feet, and short arms Ace into a massive lariat that almost turns Ace inside out!!

Macklin: "Jimmy Styrker with several inches and twenty pounds on Ace Hart."

Askin: "DSL doesn't seem too pleased right now-"

[ Jimmy reaches down with a double choke, and brings Ace back to his feet THAT way! Ace's eyes are wide, but he nails Jimmy with a hard, stiff kick, and gets released back into the ropes- he shakes off the webs again and as Jimmy comes at him, he jumps and hits a chest buster, knocking some air out of Jimmy... He kicks again and puts on a double underhook, and hits a DDT- rolling Jimmy over- ONE! TWO! NOOO! Jimmy kicks, and Ace races up, ripping Jimmy up by the arm, and sending him into the ropes.... Jimmy comes back with a Lou Thesz, but Ace stunts him down with a spine buster- stepping over Jimmy from the momentum...

Macklin: "Beautiful counter of a counter!"

[ Ace drops back with an elbow, and hooks the leg- ONE! TWO! NO! Jimmy kicks out, and they race up- into a grapple, which, with his size, Jimmy gets the upper hand, and flips Ace over his hip and down onto the canvas. Jimmy gets the double choke on again, and Ace's legs kick, as Jimmy's knee goes into Ace's chest- ONE! TWO! NO! Ace gets a shoulder up, but his legs kicking gets weaker... Jimmy picks him up, running ace into the ropes anck going for a side slam into a backbreaker! Ace bends unnaturally, and rolls, as he trns onto his back, jimmy runs at him and crahses down on his throat with a driving knee!! Ace hacks and coughs, kick his leg.

Askin: "I bet Ace doesn't think this whol "open challenge" thing is a good idea right now."

[Jimmy covers, and hooks the leg- ONE! TWO! NO! Ace kicks, and Jimmy rips him up and goes for a whip- DSL grabs a chair, as Ace reverses the whip- she folds it as Jimmy comes at her, but, he sends a leg through the ropes, and it bounces off his boot and into her face!! DSL shoots back into the rail, out, as Jimmy grins, leg still through the rope. He's spun by Ace, who upper cuts him in the belly, and pulls him down for a "Paragon" pedigree... BAM! Jimmy's foot is still over the rope, so that's the one that Ace pulls him away to the center of the ring and slaps on the "Kimauri".... and with Jimmy out like dosed on heavy meds, the ref rings the bell....

Macklin: "And Ace Hart wins his first challenger..."

Askin: "Yeah but Jimmy let himself get sidetracked with Da Sweet Lunatic..."

Macklin: "Kutter Flash versus Travis O'Neal, not to confused with Travis McNeil, who lost earlier tonight."

Askin: "Kutter's got three seconds to tie with Angelucci in their bet. I don't see it happening."

Macklin: "Well, WallStreet billed Travis as the only true Monster on MSN just weeks ago! Kutter definately has his work cut out for him.

[Kutter is pacing in his corner, Angelucci hanging on to the tag belts. Travis is breathing. Hard. Getting mad. Pissed even. The bell sounds, as Kutter goes full blast at Travis, who puts up a boot, Kutter ducks under it and comes back form the ropes with a GORE! Travis is folded in half, and Kutter makes the pin- ONE! TWO! THREE! The bell sounds! He gets up holding his fists in the air-

Macklin: "Did he beat three seconds?"

Askin: "No way!"

"Ladies and gentlemen... the official time of this match is FIVE SECONDS!"

[Kutter slaps his forehead, as Angelucci laughs.... Kutter rolls out, and Agenlucci slaps him on the back, so Kutter shoves him into the guardrail. All in good, friendly fun.

Macklin: "Travis O'Neal isn't leaving the ring."

Askin: "I guess not."

[Travis takes a mic.

Travis: "I came to W2K for one reason. One reason only. To break down Synergy- ONE! BY ONE! And I'm not even in a match with any of them! Who is NED fighting tonight? NO ONE! Xander? NO ONE! Christian? James McKnight- so basically NO ONE! And what about DAMO? What about Damien Destruction? Where is he? When he found out the REAL Monster is back, he went back to Aussie. Well... I'm gonna rip this arena apart until someone in Synergy grows a spine and a couple of balls, maybe some pubes and comes out here, and REMOVES me..."

Macklin: "Travis ONeal, getting tired of his medocre role in w2K, i suppose, he's ready for vengeance."

[Travis paces in the ring, Getting madder and madder until "SUPERBEAST" by Rob Zombie hits.... the crowd explodes as Damien Destruction's face comes onto the tron....

Macklin: "NO WAY! NO WAY! NO WAY!

Askin: "COULD IT BE? Or is Dangerously just messing with our heads?!

[Damien Destruction stomps onto the stage, as the crowd recharges with their cheers, throwing trash into the ring with Travis... the MSN Monster is standing ready.

Crowd: "WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!"

[Damo looks around.

Macklin: "Synergy may- just may be at full strength now! Xander Allen Walker, Damien Destruction, Christian Michaels and Nic E Dangerously and Amber Michaels!"

Askin: "Ladies and gentlemen of W2K- hide your JT Kashes now!"

[Damo stomps off toward the ring, as Travis throws down, and ready to go.... Damo's just in the ring, going nose to nose with Travis, when Trunks must've sent security out because three refs and a bunch of staff shirts get beween and hold them apart.... Damo and Travis point at each other....

Macklin: "Maybe we will find out who the real monster of MSN is!!"

Askin: "What a return... Just out of damned no where!"

Crowd: "FUCK'EM UP DAMO! FUCK'EM UP! FUCK'EM UP DAMO! FUCK'EM UP!"

[Security pulls Travis out of the ring, but, at Ringside, he grabs a chair and chucks it into the ring, almost hitting some officials, as they all clamour around him again, and Damo punts the chair back out, grabbing the top rope, but being held back himself.... going back and forth, the camera fades.

[Backstage again we see Serenity running down the hallway with Psycho not too far behind.

Serenity: Do I have a sticker on my back asking for weirdo creeps to try and molest me!?

Askin: Holy crap I hope so!

Macklin: �?

[Serenity rounds a corner and sees an open locker room door, so she dives inside, somehow closing the door in mid air behind her.

"WHOA!"

[The cameras go inside the room where we see Serenity apparently just Bill Goldberg’d Cross to the ground. There she lays on top of him, who�?half dressed, all wet, apparently just showered.

Cross: Well…I guess my horoscope did come true.

Askin: That lucky son of a b-

Macklin: SHUT YO MOUTH!

Cross: What’s up sexy?

[Cross winks at her. Ryan walks in from the bathroom and stops in his tracks, pretty much at the same time Jacob Mitchell walks in with his arm in a sling and looks down at Cross and Serenity on the ground in front of the door he just walked through.

Jacob: First you cock block me with Isabel…Now you cock block Nic with Serenity!?

Ryan: Dude I was only in there for like five minutes. What the fock is with you scoring every time I drop a load?!

Jacob: Five minutes? Either she was really good or you’re just really bad.

Serenity: Everywhere I go. I swear to God.

[Serenity gets up off of Cross, but deep down…she liked it.

Cross: So was it good for you?

Serenity: Sorry to just burst in on you like this�?

[Cross starts to get up while talking.

Cross: Hey anytime you want beautiful.

[Cross stands up to his feet now and pushes his hair out of his face, and behind his head. Serenity looks like she’s about to leave, until an evil little sparkle twinkles in her eye and a smile creeps across her face as she starts running her finger down Cross�?bare chest. Which FYI it’s way more muscular and manly than Nic’s. But no, really it's not.

Serenity: Listen…I’ve been having this little problem that I need someone like you to take care of.

Cross: Someone like me?

Serenity: Yeah…a big strong…handsome man like yourself could really do a number on this creep!

Cross: Who?

Serenity: This weirdo named Psycho!

Cross: Well what’s in it for me?

[Serenity steps in closer to Cross as she reaches up and grabs him by the back of the neck and pulls his head down close to hers like she’s about to kiss him, but then she moves and whispers in his ear.

Serenity: You’ll see tonight *after* you take care of Psycho.

[Serenity let’s go of Cross�?neck as he stands up straight.

Cross: Consider him as good as gone.

[Serenity smiles with a wink as she backs up out of the locker room. And we switch back to ringside.

[The bell is heard, and Serenity is seen running at Summer, and she hits her with an immediate, and very hard clothesline! Summer goes down, and her head is seen bouncing off the ring, and before too long Serenity is seen grabbing Summer by the hair, but before long Summer hits her in the stomach, and soon follows up with a massive DDT!]

Askin: Down goes Serenity!

Macklin: Women's wrestling sucks, period.

Askin: Why do you have to be so negative?

Macklin: Why do you have to be so gay!?

[With Summer standing to her feet, she looks down at Serenity who isn't moving at this point, but quickly Serenity does begin to move around. Summer though bounces off the ropes, and drops a elbow drop right on the rack of Serenity, or at least tries to do so, but Serenity moves out of the way, and Summer goes right down on her elbow!]

Macklin: OUCH!

Askin: That's going to slow down her attack.

Macklin: This is exactly why women shouldn't wrestle. They should be under a desk, or in the back seat of a cadillas, or ..

Askin: SHUDDUP!

[As they both slowly get to their feet the two of them look at each other with a very ..very cold stare. Serenity is seen running at Summer again, and this time we see a classic Lou Thesz press, but she doesn't punch her like most would do, rather she grabs her by the hair, and begins to slam her head repeatidly, but soon Summer musters up enough to remove it, and she gives her the exact same treatment.]

Macklin: These girls are vicious!

Askin: You're right about that.

Macklin: Gimme two minutes in the bathroom. That's all I need!

Askin: ..

[Summer holds onto Serenity's hair as she picks her up, and soon whips her across the ring, and we hear a sickening thud. And, with almost on cue Psycho is seen running down to the ring. Running around he reaches Serenity checking on her. He even went so far as to ..kiss her!]

Askin: WHOA!

Macklin: GET OFF MY WOMAN!

Askin: You're an idiot, really.

[Soon, Cross was seen running out, and Psycho looks up and jumps back completely surprised. While Cross is running around after Psycho, and with the referee trying to stop all of this Summer is trying to figure out what's going on, and as Summer stands there next to the referee Serenity rolls up Summer, and the ref quickly turns around starting the count ..]

1!

2!

3!

[We all could see that she grabbed the tights, and Summer kicks out just moments after the referee's hand hits the mat for the third time. But, our attention is taken to the back where Cross is still chasing after Psycho.]

Askin: Cross is still chasing after Psycho.

Macklin: Something is really strange about that character. He comes in here making everyone believe he’s the dumbest most talent less hack out there. Then all of a sudden him and Thug just absolutely destroy The Slaxors.

Askin: You’re being paranoid.

Cross: GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!

[Cross is losing the smaller Psycho as the little guy hauls ass through the halls.

Macklin: He’s getting away!

"HE’S OVER HERE!"

[Cross looks up and sees Jacob Mitchell standing there with his arm in a sling pointing around the corner. Cross runs up to Jake and stops.

Cross: You fuckin with me?

Jacob: Not this time. Those two new guys just darted off into that room there.

Cross: Alright, let’s do this then.

[Cross cracks his knuckles, obviously getting ready to go in there and pound on Psycho and Thug.

Macklin: I got a feeling someone is about to lose consciousness.

Askin: Well from the look on Cross�?face I’m pretty sure it’s not going to be him.

Cross: These two aren’t that tough so stay out of it, I don’t want you fucking up your arm even worse.

Jacob: Alright, let’s do this.

[Cross and Jake both approach this semi open door leading into a dark room. If this was a horror movie, that black guy behind you would be screaming at the dumb white blonde girl to run the other way. But it isn’t. Cross walks up and pushes the door open as he and Jake make their way inside.

Macklin: I got a bad feeling about this.

Cross: I can’t see anything.

Jacob: Where are we anyways?

Cross: It’s that weird room that leads off to the west wing.

[Suddenly a match strikes in front of where Cross and Jake’s voices are coming from. Illuminating a face behind the flame�?

…The face of trey Trauma.

The crowd absolutely loses it at the sight of that guy.

Trey Trauma: Hello old friends�?

Askin: THEY’RE BACK!?

[The door behind Cross and Jake slams shut, with the gust of wind coming from it causing the flame to be blown out. We hear sounds of Trey laughing followed by several loud thuds and smacks. Cross can be heard coughing and letting out winces of pain, while Jake can be heard yelling. We see the figure of a body being tossed into the camera, from the size we presume it was Cross. His massive frame completely takes the camera out of action as we turn to pure static. Soon after we’re taken back to Eddie Macklin and Johnny Askin. With the sounds of extremely loud booing coming from the fans.

Macklin: WHAT HAPPENED!? WHAT HAPPENED!?

Askin: I…I don’t know. I heard Jake screaming out in agony, it sounded like Cross was getting the holy Hell stomped out of him from the way he was coughing.

[They’re left in silence for a moment listening to their head sets when suddenly we’re taken backstage again. We see the closed door, with several loud thuds of something…or someone getting slammed up against the wall.

Askin: This is outrageous!

Macklin: I thought we got rid of those guys!

[Out of nowhere the door absolutely explodes with the body of the cameraman who was inside being thrown completely through the door, where he hit’s the floor and slides face down. After a couple short moments of silence we see Cross stumbling out through the door, covered in blood. His face completely red, his chest and shoulders drenched. His hair soaken wet with his own blood. He stumbles out a few steps then falls to his knees where we now see Psycho and then Thug make their way out through the door. Both men holding dented up chairs in their hands…and now emerging from the dark room is none other than Skylar.

Askin: THAT’S WHAT HE WAS TALKING ABOUT!?

Macklin: I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS!

[Skylar steps out with a smile and a bat in hand.

Macklin: Come on he’s defenseless!

[Thug puts his chair up next to Cross�?head as Psycho now puts his chair in front of Thug’s. Skylar walks up gripping the bat tight in his hands and finally�?

Macklin: No! DON’T DO IT!

[Skylar smashes the baseball bat into the two chairs, which smash hard into the side of Cross�?head causing him to just crumble to the ground. Next Trey Trauma steps out dragging Jake’s limp body into the light with him, and Trey just drops Jake face first on the ground.

Trey Trauma: Let’s go.

[Psycho and Thug drop their chairs and grab Jake by both arms and start to drag his lifeless body through the halls with his legs dragging on the floor behind. Skylar runs at the camera with his bat drawn back as we suddenly switch back to the ring side area.

Askin: Jake’s already hurt enough, and now Cross is completely out of commission.

Macklin: Why do I get the feeling that this has all been one huge set up. Psycho and Thug getting everyone to fall under the impression that they’re harmless. Skylar coming out earlier in the night and warning us of impending doom. Trey Trauma suddenly coming back.

Askin: The only piece I’m confused about is this whole thing with Serenity and Psycho.

Macklin: There’s no way that girl could be involved in any of this. Sure she’s your every day messed up in the head girl that uses people with her looks to get her way, but she’s not *that* deranged.

Askin: I don’t think so either, I really hope these guys weren’t planning on luring her out there too for the same treatment Cross and Jake just got.

Macklin: It’s a sick thought, but I wouldn’t put it passed these R2K guys. They probably saw her palling around with NED and thought they could get to him by hurting her.

[Out from the curtain at the top of the stage we see Jake tossed out, hitting face first on the stage as he rolls over and grabs his injured arm. Thug and Psycho soon come out after him, then Skylar, and now Trey Trauma. The fans are going nuts with boos.

Askin: My God what else can they do to Jacob Mitchell!?

Macklin: I’d like to see these goons try and do this to Cross and Jake when they’re not being blindsided and Jake doesn’t have a broken shoulder!

[Thug and Psycho are resuming dragging Jake off to the ring as Skylar and Trey follow behind. Trey stopping to mouth off to the fans every so often and Skylar just walking swinging his bat around with destruction in his eyes. Thug and Psycho finally pick up Jake’s near lifeless body and roll him into the ring as the two of them slide in on either side of Jacob. Skylar is making his way up the ring steps on one side while Trey begins walking up on the other.

Askin: I can’t believe this. These guys are back and again they hold our ring hostage with their propaganda!

[Trey snatches a microphone from the time keepers table on his way into the ring. Skylar steps in as we see Trey pulling a pair of handcuffs out of his back pocket and tossing them at Skylar. Thug and Psycho hold Jake up while Skylar walks over and slaps the cuffs around Jake’s wrist of the injured arm, and the other end around the top rope. Trey is smiling.

Macklin: "Oh, god you can only ima- I DONT WANT TO IMAGINE! This is absolutely horrible! Hamid, Trunks, send security back out-"

[Trey, before going to the ring, steps on a step, but, as he stops and listens to the crowd, he shrugs, and says, "you asked for it..." and he grabs a chair, folding it up and heading back into the ring. The boos are deafening.

Crowd: "DUB TWO KAY! DUB TWO KAY! DUB TWO KAY!"

[Trey just looks from side to side, up and down. As the fans die down, he raises the mic, but when he goes to speak-

Crowd: "DUB TWO KAY! DUB TWO KAY! DUB TWO KAY!"

Trey: "Shut up. All of you. Shut your pie holes."

Crowd: "YOU SUCK DICK! YOU SUCK DICK! YOU SUCK DICK!"

Trey: "Alot of you may not remember me. You see, like Jacob Mitchell here, I have been victimized by this company. Eaten and swallowed whole, onto to be spit back out in a garbage can. But, unlike Jacob Mitchell, I don't play a part. I LIVE THE PART! I didn't get tosses away and have everything I built erased, just to come back and play nicey with those who threw me aside like some rotted piece of meat. Like stale doritoes. But Jacob Mitchell did. This a**hole? This a**hole, Jacob Mitchel, sold out. He sold out who he is for a chance to be in front of this damned camera."

[Trey looks at Jacob, who seem sout of it, but winces as he moves, his injured arm held hostage.

Trey: "My name is Trey Trauma. And I lead the Revolution."

Crowd: "DUB TWO KAY! DUB TWO KAY! DUB TWO KAY!"

Trey: "Oh your chants are heart warming, but it's not unlocking the handcuffs, are they? So listen up. I was a victim of the Blackout. Just like Jacob Mitchell. But I didn't lose weeks. I LOST A CAREER! Damen Vinyard LOST A CAREER! There's many of us, but you don't know who we are. Because we never sold out who we were in order to get ahead. We thought our hearts would do it. Our hard work. Our passion. Ha... nice of someone to let us know they were all lies... but Jacob feeds off these lies. he's come back to W2K, thinking everything's hunky dory. he thinks he's not gonna be held down by Dangerously and the returning Synergy."

[Trey looks at him again, and spits in his direction.

Trey: "You're a f***ing idiot. Jacob Mitchell, you know what you're guilty of? You're guilty of being the biggest Dunce this side of MSN. You parade around, Prodigal dropping people like it's some sort of party favor. 'Oh look', they say, "Jake's Prodigal Dropped NED'... wow. They're impressed. You finally got that Prodigal Drop on Neddy, eh? Too bad he ripped away WEEKS of your blood, sweat and tears. Hardly seems fair, does it? No, it doesn't. Now that someone's actually sat you down and explained what a sell out little whore you've become, now all the sudden Hamid giving back your empty title run seems pretty.. nonsensical, don't it? But, lucky you, Jacob Mitchell. Because for those who are to burn in Hell, can work it off in Purgatory."

[He grins.

Trey: "Thus, the cuffs."

[He raises the chair in one hand, and hands it off to Psycho and Thug.

Trey: "I thought, above all others, Jacob, that someone like you could see through the mound of sh*t they put on your plate. But you ate it up. You ate it up like a kid would ice cream. And you do your cutesy storylines. Feeling like you wont be screwed over the next time you're up for the title. But you will be, jacob. And, as someone who I trusted to feel the way I do. To have my passion. I've decided to do you the favor, of ending your career. Because, to let you go on like this... to let you became this... cookie cutter piece of crap, this steaming pile of hypocracy... I just... don't have it in me to let it turn into that."

[Trey Trauma nods at Psycho and Thug, Thug pulling the good arm of Jake, stretching him out as Psycho slams the chair into the bad arm and shoulder... jake calls out, wincing through his red face, muscles straining from the pain.

Trey: "Because unlike some people in this business.

[Another strike, and Jake's legs kick.

Trey: "I care. I care deeply."

[Another strike, and Jake's head bobs up in down futily....

Trey: "You see, Jacob, I looked up to you. You had a no nonsense thing about you. And when I heard you signed back on with W2K I thought, well hell... this is it! This is where Jacob would take them by storm and tell it like it is. But you didn't. you wasted yourself. You threw yourself away. You unwittingly became the puppet of W2K."

[Another strike. The viens in Jake's bosy are pounding with the blood an dadrenaline, his eyes wide as he looks at Trey... red faces and breathing, slobbering some.

Trey: "Don't you f***ing dare look at me like that. We all know you don't mean it anyway. We all know you won't take this anywhere, even if I left you in a spot to make a great come back. You know what? Guys, let him go."

Macklin: "Let him go?"

Trey: "Let him go, and let him come at me. He doesn't have it in him."

[Skyalr must have the key, because he goes to it and releases the cuffs from the top rope, and immediately, Jake goes straight for Trey, but is chop blocked by Psycho. Trey grins.

Macklin: "WHAT THE HELL!?"

Trey: "You really thought it'd be that simple, didn't you? You've become lax and stupid."

[Jake is on one knee before Trey.

Trey: "Look at yourself!"

[Trey grabs his chin, as Thug and Psycho take an arm of Jake's, and Skylar puts a boot to his back, bending him forward. Trey turns him towards Jumbotron....

Trey: "You're on your knees. Bowing to me. The great Jacob Mitchell, scourge of Dangerously and the W2K fairies, is nothing more than some dolt on the injured list, trying to make himself more than what he is. All you are, Jacob... is a VICTIM. You were a victim before Anarchy, a victim at Anarchy, and a victim after Anarchy. You were a victim the minute you walked back into w2K, right up until now."

[Trey shakes his head.

Trey: "I tell you what, Jacob. If you kiss my feet, this can end right now."

[Jake looks up at him, brow furrowed... like F*** You.

Trey: "Kiss my feet, or I'll MAKE you kiss my feet."

[Jake spits up at Trey, hitting him in the face, and Trey wipes it away after a moment, shaking his head.

Trey: "A warrior till the last, so be it."

[Skylar plunges his foot into the shoulder, and forces Jake to bend down... lower, and lower, and lower.... and Jake's head is shaking back and forth, avoiding the foot Trey puts up-

Macklin: "REINFORCEMENTS!!

[Out of no where, the crowd goes whild as JT kash and Ryan Cain fly down the ring and JT takes his W2K title and smashes Trey in the head and he spins around- Ryan sends a modified sliding "Zero Kick" into Skylar X, sending him tumbling back and out of the ring... JT whips Thug, following him and clotheslining him over the top, and both turn to Psycho... who backs away.... he slides out, leaving Trey pushing himself up... He stops, realizing the two sets of boots in front of him aren't friendly.

Askin: "You could say... the shoe's on the other foot!"

Macklin: "Oh, haha, I get it."

[Trey looks up, as JT and Ryan Cain both look down... and wave. Trey waves back, and sighs- and right before the attack, Psycho reaches in with Thug and grabs a leg of Trey, pulling him out to safety.

Macklin: "DONT LET HIM GET AWAY!"

[Jake his holding his injured arm and shoulder, rolling an dkicking a leg, as JT and Ryan have no choice but to stick with Jacob until help arrives. JT kicks the bottom rope.

Trey: "One step ahead... ALWAYS one step ahead!"

Macklin: "I'm getting a bad feeling about the return of R2K....

Askin: "Really? Really Eddie? That's a real dumbass thing to say right now...

[Backstage, as we find Amber, NED, XAW, and Damo reunited for the first time... in a long time.

XAW: "I Knew You'd Be Back. Afterall, You Never Could Get Enough of My Stories."

Damo: "... shut up. Nic. Man. After all this all you can do is manage to sit there and say nothing?"

NED: "Well it has been a while. But what's a few months between brothers?"

[They shake, but Damo pull NED in for a hug. It breaks.

NED: "And it couldn't be at a better time. R2K... I hadn't met them before but now I'm *aching* to show what a bunch of posers they are. With all of Synergy-"

[CM busts through the door.

CM: "KING OF PWT COMING THROUGH! Damo! Came to pay your respects I see?"

[He holds out his royal hand. Damo slaps it.

CM: "Haha, oh you big lug, you know I'm kidding. Man, it's great to be in the same room as all of you and not get carved up without mercy. Right?"

[NED chuckles, as Damo nods. XAW slips a cig in his mouth and burns it.

XAW: "Definately, The Old Days Are Coming Back."

CM: "LETS GO GET DRUNK!"

XAW: "I'm There-"

[They head out, and NED goes to follow with Amber- but Damo grabs his shoulder. Amber continues.

Damo: "This time... no excuses. We top out or we fizzle out."

[NED nods his head.

NED: "We'll have our tag run."

[Fade.

[In the ring, James Tsunami is set to defend his title against Latino Diablo.

Askin: "The official W2K Ambassador to Mexico, Eddie."

Macklin: "I know... I know. I recieved a pamplet twice this week."

[Latino extends his hand, and James, always the professional, takes it and they give a good shake as the bell rings. They lock up, and James pulls LD around in into a trunbuckle as the ref calls for a break. James backs off, but then gives a knife edge CHOP!

Crowd: "WOOOOOOOO!"

[And then another!

Crowd: "WOOOOOO!"

[Latino holds his chest, but on the third, he blocks with an arm, and switches postitions, giving one, two three chops right in a row!

Crowd: "WOO! WOO! WOOOOOOOOOO!"

[Latino grabs James' head, and jumps, sending his feet into his gut and falls back, flipping James over into a flop- Latino rolls with it and applies an armbar.... James pushes up but Latino has control- James gives a stiff side kick, and another, and another, as Latino release-s James goes for the ropes and back- Latino leap frogs, James hits the other side and back- Latino goes for a cross body and James catches,, into a fall way slam!

Macklin: "Excellent back and forth action for the Impact title!"

[Latino grips into the canvas and ends up in a three point, and goes for James- who catches the spear, and double under hooks, looking for a DDT, but Latino back bodies, holding on, and drops James from his back onto his head and shoulders!

Askin: "There's a hangover worse than Jack Daniels!"

[Latino flips over for the cover- ONE! TWO! NO! James kicks out, and is pulled up- into an arm drag- and then pulled up for another, Ricky Steamboat style, as James comes up and blocks the third, chopping Latino judo style in the gut, doubling him over, and hitting a scissors kick! Latino goes down, hard, and James lifts him up for the "Storm of the Century" But during the spin- TORNADO DDT! Latino lands sitting, raising an arm, and then covers James again- ONE! TWO! NOO! James puts a foot on the ropes. Latino pulls up Tsunami, and sends him into the corner for a BIIG avalanche- James catches it and pulls Latino up and he crashes into the ringpost! Latino falls to the outside apron, with lots of cobwebs, and maybe even a missing tooth!

Macklin: "That has to hurt more. Cold metal on jaw? Definately not something God planned when he made Adam."

[James goes at Latino as he stands, and goes for a raoring elbow that Latino pulls back to avoid, and James is half over the top, Latino slinks him for a suplex, and suplexes James to the outside floor! Latino climbs in the ropes, shaking his head, and goes for a Flying Suicide Planacha over the top and crashes into James- they collide and crash...

Askin: "How do they even get up after something like that? The mat is only like, an inch think. As if."

[ Latino drags James to his feet, and rolls him into the ring, James crawls, but is pucked up as Latino sets for the "Diablo Driver" and hits it- ONE! TWO! THREE! The bell rings, as the Mexican Ambassador has become Impact Champion!

Macklin: "What an upset! James Tsunami, literally a months-long Champion, and his reigns ends today!"

Askin: "Are you trying to say a Mexican cant win the title on RAGE?"

Macklin: "It's just weird timing is all-"

Askin: "RACIST!"

[Latino takes the belt and holds it up, as James shakes his head, getting up. Latino turns him around- and extends a hand. James shakes it, and we fade out.

[Backstage, as Cross and Jacob are sharing an ambulance, and Serenity, along with other W2Kers, are out back.

Serenity: "My hero. Sigh."

[She shrugs, and turns around, into Trunks.

Trunks: "Hello, Serenity."

Serenity: "Uh, hello?"

Trunks: "Did you have anything to do with this? And don't assume I'm stupid, either, I figured out this Rubriks cube."

Serenity: "What? No! I needed help and I guess I picked the wrong man. Again."

[Trunks strokes his chin as he looks at Serenity, and goes doubly as fast as Terri Carrere shows up.

Carrere: "I didn't have a match!"

Serenity: "I know! I so asked for one too. Thanks alot, Trunks!"

Trunks: "IM UNDER ALOT OF STRESS RIGHT NOW!"

[He slams the Rubriks cube into the side of the ambulance, and it shatters.

Trunks: "DAMMIT... now you made me break it."

Carrere: "Ever hear of ritalin?"

Trunks: "Why?"

Carrere: "Dinkoid."

[Fade, on the ambulance's sirens...

[We fade to ringside, as "Walk" by Avenged Sevenfold is just trailing off, and JT Kash sends his belt away to the ref. Hamid is in the corner, in tights, and look spretty buff for a business man. Brooks, however, went the Bastion Boogar approach to the match, and DVD, the PWT Champion, has decided to distance himself a bit as the bell rings.

Macklin: "A weird tag match up set up here tonight-"

Askin: "Indeed...."

Macklin: "My word, man."

Askin: "Whatev."

[Before JT can even whup DVD, "Kryptonite" blasts. out on stage comes Jeremy MICHAELS, and Christian, his son.

Jerm: "This is a bit unfair. I mean, my son is the rightful #1 contender. I bribed you and everything, hamid. And yet he's left out of the main event, to face James McKnight? WHO THE HELL IS JAMES MCKNIGHT! And, if he's not the W2K Champion, THEN I DONT CARE WHO HE IS! So Hamid, my son and I are crashing this sick, twisted party you have going on here, and we're making this a triple threat tag team match.... I HAVE CONTACTS!"

[Hamid sighs, and waves them on, as people chant...

Crowd: "LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT!"

Macklin: "Hamids going to allow it!"

Askin: "You can say what you want about Hamid, but he sure isn't a pussy. Like some owners.

[Everyone glares at Caiden Reeves, who cries and runs off. Jerm takes a corner as Christian rolls in to meet the other two, face to face three face. Ha! Get it? It's going down. The bell rings again.

Macklin: "And Jeremy Michaels taking off his nice suit jacket."

Askin: "Armani, has to be armani. A man like that doesn't go to the Men's Wharehouse."

[DVD starts talking himself up, pointing at himself, and CM and JT turn away. They cboth come back with a clotheseline and cut him down, and the crowd cheers, as they look down at him as he rolls back and to his feet near the ropes, and Brooks.

Macklin: "DVD getting somewhat of a pep talk right now."

[Brooks points, as Jerm stomps and jumps in his corner, screaming order that Christian has been ignoring all his life... JT looks at CM, and they make a plan to take out DVD- one three- one two three- then JT feints a step as CM goes at DVD- JT grabs him by the hair and flings him down onto the mat! CM holds his head and his precious locks, as DVD barrels over CM's body at JT with a wild swing of a clothesline, JT ducks it and sends a stiff kick- almost a supierkick- at DVD, but he catches it with both his arms, and pulls JT in and cus him down with a lariat!

Macklin: "Alot of people underestimate DVD, especially here in W2K."

Askin: "I think, like Angelucci said, people just thinks he sucks."

Macklin "Well he doesn't just suck. He's got skillz."

[DVD scoops up JT by the heels, and catapults him back- JT lands on the ropes and then moonsaults back at DVD, nailing him- he falls back and JT atop him, hooking the leg- ONE! TWO! NO! CM comes to the ropes and back with a sliding dropkick to JT's face,.... JT sways on his knees, as CM takes HIM by the hair, and whips him head first into DVD's crotch!!

Askin: "EW! The one place where NO man would ever wanna go-"

[The crowd OOOHS along, as DVD rolls away to safety so he can check hsis ability to have kids, but JT's taken up into a scoop by CM, and ran into the corner. HIS Corner. He's smart. JT is in the tree of woe, as Jerm holds his hegs, and CM goes over to Hamid, gives a small wave, the rungs back and baseball slides into the Champion's face!! JT reels, holding his nose and head, and CM grabs his head and slams it back down... then brings JT back up, like an invertered front face lock, and tags in the Jerm.

Crowd: "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Macklin: "Alot of people not liking the old boss."

Askin: "He doesn't pay us anymore. GO TO HELL JEREMY!"

[Jerm unsteadily climbs the ropes, almost falling, and almost jumps when DVD kicks the top and Jerm is straddled!! His eyes are wide, face red, as DVD grabs CM, making him drop JT, and hits a HUUUUGE Belly to back that folds CM in half. DVD grabs JT, and rips him from out under Jerm, and plops him like a turn on the canvas. DVD drives a knee into his face, and then covers- hooking! ONE! TWO! NO!!! CM grabs DVD's foot and makes the save by pulling him off!

Macklin: "If I'm not mistaken, the Jerm is a legal man in this match up right now!"

[CM rolls out to his corner, and regains his ability to not have a headache, as DVD grabs Jerm, and lifts him over his head, off the ropes, and slams him hard onto JT.... DVD covers them both, slapping the mat three times before the ref gets one- TWO! NO!!! JT soars an arm into the air! DVD grabs the arm, into an armbar, and brings JT to his feet, he uses it to whip JT into the corner, and runs full blast after him and sends a knee into his chest! JT spits, and DVD walks over to Brooks, and tags him in. Brooks comes in and does a sumo stance... STOMP STOMP... and then runs at JT- Hamid saors in and kicks his leg up as Brooks falls on his face the crowd cheers, as Hamid laughs his skinny off, and heads back outside. The ref tells him to go, and Hamid threaten to fire him and eat his kids. Rufus backs off, as Jerm goes to avalanche JT, but gets a face full of BOOT! Jerm soars back and plops on his back, as JT soars over and covers- ONE! TWO! NO!!! Brooks breaks it up with a double axe! JT's up and Brooks backs away into a corner- he thinks it's his, but it's HAMIDS!!! Hamid puts on a sleeper choke as JT sends kicks into his side, back and forth- and Brooks's arms wave and flail- DVD storms in, and spins JT around, but JT was in mid swing and it just clips DVD's jaw! DVD backs up and swirls back around charging- JT kicks and doubles him over, then lifts him up over his shoulders for a powerbomb- DVD reverses into a head scissors, and brings JT down at the side- Hamid reaches in and claps JT's hand, and comes in, stomping DVD in the face, and then spinning back to Brooks.

Macklin: "CHOP! CHOP! KICK!"

[Hamid lays in his attack, but DVD catches his arm, turns him around, and then hits a belly to belly! Hamid is laid out... and DVD bails. Brooks hops... hops, and hits the ropes and comes back.... EARTHQUAKE!!! He sits for the cover- ONE! TWO! NO! Jerm shoves him off, and starts screaming at the top of his lungs, pushing Brooks again... and again.... Brooks SHOVES back and Jerm lands on his ass... Brooks then lifts a big boot and Jerm falls back, out cold. Brooks goes for his EARTHQUAKE again- but after he hits the ropes, Hamid hits the other side and hits a cross body- but Brooks just brings him down in a back breaker!

Macklin: "Jonathan Brooks got game!"

[Brooks gets the tag to DVD, who shoots straight over and botts Cm off the apron. he turns and grabs Hamid for a fireman's carry, and dumps him on his back, and puts on an dreaded ARM BAR!!!!! For a non wrestler, hey, it can hurt, dammit- Hamid yells, reaching for JT who's just shaking his head. DVD grabs the ropes, just to be a dick, and the ref warns him- DVD brings Hamid up and wraps on an adominal stretch, as CM's back on the apron and calls out to Jerm, who's slowly crawling to him. CM reaches, knowing that at any second, Hamid could tap... Jerm reaches, but just dies. JT makes a motion like he's shooting himself in the head, and just comes in and shoves the ref back and nails DVD in the face with an elbow!! DVD shakes and lets Hamid go, and Hamid tags JT on the shouler.

Hamid: "LEGAL! I SAY ITS LEGAL!"

[Hamid bails, holding his arm and ribs, as JT trades blows with DVD... CM charges in and shoves Jerm to the outside, and then goes at them with a double clothesline, JT and DVD duck it and reverse it iwth a double short arm... BAM! CM is down- DVD hits a leg drop as JT does a standing moonsault splash- ONE! TWO! The ref stops because he doesn't know who's doing the pin- DVD and JT look at each other, and shove each other off, coming into a roll- at each other, DVD clamps on for a belly to belly- JT claps his hands into DVD's ears, and then JT charges a shoulder in for a Northern Lights... and rolls for a second- but DVD stops it and stunts him down in a DDT! JT bounce sup and crashes, as DVD is raised up by CM... CM crashes him into the turnbuckle, and goes for a "Just Like That"0 but DVD shoves him off... CM turns, and into a "Last Chance".... but before DVD can get the ass end part, CM slides behind, and brings DVD back in a Geerman! CM bridges- ONE! TWO! NO! DVD kicks... CM comes up but is nailed in a bulldog by JT Kash!

Macklin: "I'm so confused!"

Askin: "W2K'd have it no other way!"

[JT rolls to his feet, into a "Last Chance"... NAILED! DVD covers- ONE! TWO! NO! CM punts his head! DVD flies off of JT, and CM covers- ONE! TWO! NO! JT kicks, liftsed up to his feet, and headed to the "Just Like That"... CM turns, and Hamid nails him right in the balls with a low kick! CM doubles over, and JT twils in front of him and hits a "Stigma Killer"... CM is lain out, and JT makes the cover- ONE! TWO! NO! DVD pulls him by the leg- then leaps over to cover CM- ONE! TWO! NO! JT drags DVD off, and Hamid covers CM, calling for the ref- ONE! TWO! NO!!! the Jemr powerrs in with a kick, and then Brooks comes in with a body SLAM into Jerm! Jerm falls....

Macklin: "NO LAW! NO ORDER! It's all f***ed up right now!"

Askin: "Did you just say f***?"

[ Brooks body splashes and covers Jerm, the ref is confused, and counts... ONE! TWO! TH- NOOO! JT lifts brooks up and pushes him into the corner- turns into a scoop by DVD, who then drives him down in a cradle piledriver! JT is lain out, and Cm inadvertantly rolls over him- ONE! TWO! NO! DVD kicks CM off, and covers- ONE! TWO! NO! JT kicks... DVD rips him up and sends him into the corner- JT over sells it and ends up on the outside, about to tilter off... DVD comes at him and JT ducks the flying cross body- and DVD soars out.. JT looks back at him and laughs, as he turns and Cm nails him with a shoulder block, and spulxes him back in and rolls over- ONE! TWO! NO!!! Jt barely kicks, and reaches for the rope to get up- Hamid crashes into Cm before he can get to JT, and CM and Hamid hang off the top- and JT just dumps them like the royal rumble. JT sees Jerm, zeroes in on him and tosses him out, as Brook is in the corner... DVD crawls in, and JT stomps once. Stomps twice. stomps three times, four, five six as the crowd stomps with him.... over and over like thunder...

Macklin: "It's time for the swan song- Sweet Chin Music!"

[JT comes at DVD, who sees it and pulls Brooks out in front of him- Brooks gets smashed in the jaw and is out like a light, as DVD barrels over the ropes and heads up the ramp... JT sneers, but he covers Brooks- ONE! TWO! THREE! "WALK" blasts, as the crowd goes wild, cheering JT and booing DVD....

Macklin: "And DVD saves himself!! What an A**HOLE!"

Askin: "Just in time too because MSN Network is about to cut our ti-"

[End.