[ 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!"