[Our opening contest for Rage begins with both men in the ring, and a quiet lull of the audience, gazing in wonder at the two insane men who are about to unleash hell upon one another. Scarie stretches out and Lycanthropy squats down and eyes his opponent]

Joey: Lycanthropy about to square off with the newcomer, Mr. Scarie, in Scarie’s debut here in w2k.

Trunks: This match had damn sure better be violent, because neither of them have gimmicks that are going anywhere.

Joey: That has yet to be seen! Here’s the opening bell!

[The two men slowly pace in a circle at the edge of the ring. They begin stepping closer to one another, trying to size the other up. They both run in for a collar and elbow tie-up, and Lycanthropy wins the test of strength, throwing Scarie down to the mat.]

Joey: Score one for Lycanthropy!

Trunks: You may want to score with him…but sure don’t.

Joey: Get a grip!

[Scarie quickly back to his feet, and we get a tie-up once more, but this time, it’s Scarie who pushes Lycanthropy down. He rolls to his knees and looks up at the masked man who mimics the howling of a wolf. Lycanthropy back to his feet as well and they go for a third tie-up, but Lycanthropy throws a knee deep into the gut of Mr. Scarie. He sends a few clubbing forearms into the back of the neck of the masked man. He then scoops up Scarie and drives him hard into the mat with a powerslam. He drops a few solid elbows into the chest of Scarie and then settles on kicking the man while he’s down]

Joey: Lycanthropy is relentless here in the very early going of this match.

Trunks: RIP HIS MASK OFF!

Joey: What?!

Trunks: This match isn’t hardcore enough, I want some excitement.

[Scarie rolls out of the ring to avoid the early abuse by Lycanthropy. Lycanthropy looks at him catching his breath on the outside, and is quick to follow. Lycanthropy tries powering Scarie into the guardrail, but Scarie climbs up the rail as he is pushed back, and hits a tornado DDT, pushing off of the railing. The fans "OOOHHH" at the sight of Lycanthropy’s head bouncing off the ground. It is Scarie who begins the assault now, basically just jumping onto Lycanthropy, crushing him beneath his body weight. He picks up Lycanthropy and delivers a few hard chops to his chest. Scarie goes for a slam, but instead, hooks Lycanthropy’s legs in the guardrail, in a Tree of Woe position. He reaches below the ring and grabs a steel chair and climbs to the ring apron. He looks down at Lycanthropy and then jumps from the ring and nails a Van Terminator on Lycanthropy!]

Joey: DEAR SWEET JESUS OMNIPOTENT IN HEAVEN ABOVE!

Trunks: THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT!

[The fans begin a certain chant, and Scarie looks around the arena. He picks up the chair and slams it into the abdomen of Lycanthropy. Lycanthropy finally rolls from out of the precarious position he found himself in. Scarie goes for a piledriver, but Lycanthropy reverses it, and in a scary moment (no pun intended), Scarie looks as if he were going to try and catch himself on the ring ropes, but smacks his face on the apron. Both men lay winded outside the ring here in the early going. After some rolling around, Lycanthropy slowly climbs to his feet, and turns around to grab the chair. As he turns back, Scarie leaps at him, but misses, and collides with the ring post. Lycanthropy quickly turns around and smacks Scarie with the chair, sandwiching him between the chair and ring post. He goes for it again, but Scarie slumps down, and the chair sends a wave of reverberation up the arms of Lycanthropy, who drops the chair and shakes it out.]

Joey: That has to sting.

Trunks: No, really? Call the match, Joey.

Joey: Who are you to tell ME to call the match?

Trunks: TRUNKS, BITCH!

[Lycanthropy picks up Scarie and whips him hard into the ring steps. He goes in for a spear, but Scarie moves out of the way, and Lycanthropy knocks the steps clear off the ring. Scarie to his feet and grabs the steel chair, and lays in a few licks to the fallen Lycanthropy. He drops the chair and hits a sickening sitout gutwrench powerbomb from the first half of the steel steps, throwing Lycanthropy onto the second set of steps that came off the ring. He then scoops Lycanthropy up once more, and gets him in a standing head scissors. He makes some motion, and then picks up Lycanthropy, and folds his legs down, and drills Lycanthropy into the steps with a cradle piledriver! The blood is starting to flow down the face of Lycanthropy after that blow. Scarie kneels over him and starts delivering punches into the cut, opening it up nicely. He wipes Lycanthropy’s blood on his burlap sackmask, and kicks him a few times. Feeling confident, Scarie goes under the ring to see what he can find. He pulls out a trashcan, full of goodies, and slides it out. He also throws a few tables into the ring. He looks through the can and finds a weapon, a large broomstick, but by this time, Lycanthropy has gotten his wits about him and Scarie turns around into a kick to the gut followed by a Dangerous DDT. He empties the can, and the contents spill out. He takes it and puts it over Scarie’s head and torso, and begins whacking at it with the broomstick. With the can still on Scarie, Lycanthropy picks him and and throws him down onto the steps with a vicious powerbomb. Scarie groggily slides the garbage can off of his head.]

Joey: The action certainly has been picking up here, folks.

Trunks: At least we got some blood. I still wanna see that mask come off.

Joey: It’s his debut. Let the mystique grow a bit!

Trunks: Too many guys come in with masks!

[Back to the action, and both men are breathing heavily after a double chairshot. It’s hard to tell what force they hit one another with, since it looks like both men are feeling gassed. Lycanthropy is up first, and slides Scarie back into the ring. He then throws in some chairs and other bits of fun and rolls into the ring himself. Scarie grabs the ropes to climb back up, but Lycanthropy busts the broomstick over his face. Shards of wood have managed to make a small hole in the sack, and Lycanthropy dives after it, trying to rip it apart, but Scarie seems to have gotten an uncanny 18^{th wind, and is fighting him off.]}

Trunks: TEAR IT OFF! GET IT!

Joey: Will you stop it?

[Scarie goes low, and Lycanthropy feels the heat and drops to his knees. Scarie hits a wicked axe kick on the kneeling Lycanthropy, sending him to his back. He picks up Lycanthropy, and seems to be setting up for a reverse suplex, and instead of falling back, sits down and hits an Osaka Street Cutter! With his opponent down, Scarie goes over and begins opening up the tables he put in the ring earlier. He sets two up right next to one another, the wide way. Scarie grabs Lycanthropy and rolls him onto the tables, and climbs up them himself. He grabs Lycanthropy and goes for a standing head scissors, and makes a noose motion, signaling for his finisher, but Lycanthropy powers him up, and stands, hooking Scarie’s head and jumping OFF THE TABLES WITH AN EMERALD FROSION! He rolls over onto Scarie for what is shockingly the first cover of the match�?�?2�?KICKOUT!]

Joey: He’s got Him! Oh no…no he doesn’t.

Trunks: Yeesh. Do you ever pay attention?

[Lycanthropy is astonished that he didn’t get the pinfall, and so he begins to get a bit frustrated. He whips a very beaten Scarie into the ropes, and runs full steam ahead, burying a knee into Scarie’s midsection, who flips in mid-air and lands on his back. Lycanthropy climbs to the top rope and tries some move off the top, but can’t really decide which, and eats a faceful of steel chair, courtesy of Scarie. Scarie rolls Lycanthropy over for the cover; 1�?…Shoulder up by Lycanthropy at 2 and 7/8. Scarie whips Lycanthropy into the far corner, and goes in for a shoulderblock, but Lycanthropy moves out of the way and Scarie sails clear out of the ring. Lycanthropy slides out of the ring, and makes Scarie eat the ringpost.]

Joey: That can’t taste good.

Trunks: Why don’t you slather some of your good ol�?barbeque sauce on it you’re always hockin�?

Joey: I don’t hock barbeque sauce, you moron.

Trunks: Sure. And next you’ll say you don’t wear a ten gallon cowboy hat, either.

Joey: What the hell are you talking about?

Trunks: Now you act like you don’t know…psh�?/FONT>

[Scarie is tossed back into the ring, and Lycanthropy sets him up on the turnbuckles, right in front of the two tables. He holds his arms up in a circle…]

Trunks: Someone should point out how gay that looks.

Joey: Will you stop it?!

[Lycanthropy climbs the turnbuckles as well, and picks up Scarie, attempting to drive him through the tables with his finisher. Scarie shifts his weight on the fall, however, and both men just go sailing through the tables! Lycanthropy rolls on top for the cover; 1�?…HE KICKS OUT! IMPOSSIBLE! Scarie then rolls over Lycanthropy and tries for a cover of his own. 1�?…KICKOUT BY LYCANTHROPY AS WELL! The fans are on their feet with these close calls. Lycanthropy rolls to his feet and picks up a half-standing Scarie. He hooks up looking to go for The Perfect Kill, but Scarie reverses, and hoists up Lycanthropy in a hangman’s position, runs halfway across the ring AND DROPS LYCANTHROPY ON HIS HEAD ON A STEEL CHAIR! Scarie DROPS onto Lycanthropy for the pinfall; 1�?.2…�?!!!! Scarie picks up a HUGE victory in his debut here in the w2k.]

Joey: Phenomenal effort by both men, but Scarie straight up dropped Lycanthropy on his skull with that one.

Trunks: Damn, I wanted to see him lose his mask�?/FONT>