[ Kenny Justice is in the ring, his music just about fading to silence as he brings the microphone to his mouth. He clearly looks frustrated, wanting some answers after the events at Cyberslam. ]

KJ: "Now I don’t wanna talk about Tsunami�?I don’t wanna talk about the Impact title. No, no. It’s the Xtreme Wrestling Title that’s on my mind, and the fact that ignorance has really been bliss in Johnny Legend’s case�?Is he really unaware that he basically got the Belt handed to him? He never climbed that ladder and did what it took to win. I DID THAT. On top of that, nobody’s recognising it�?these ‘contenders�?like Michael Angelucci and ‘Cross�?seem to be convinced that they’re in the ring."

[ KJ raises a brow ]

KJ: "Honestly guys? I don’t quite know what you’re thinking is behind that, because Johnny Legends really only gotta think about one person, and that’s the King of Diamonds-�? [ A cough and a splutter is heard over the PA System�?Kenny lowers his microphone and turns his head to the Jumbo-tron. The screen flickers, and eventually we see Johnny Legend somewhere backstage. He has a neck-brace on, and is sat in a Wheel chair. He brings up another ‘bad�?cough, before he speaks in his best ‘injured�?voice�?]

JL: "I haven’t heard such little atmosphere in the crowd since, well�?The last time you spoke. Whenever that was. Probably five minutes ago. You just love that microphone don’t you Kenny? You feel lost without it. And well, that’s all very good�?Except you have no charisma. The fans can’t react to you because when you talk you send the listeners into a prolonged coma."

[ JL gently touches his neck brace. ]

JL: "That’s very ‘honourable�?of YOU, Kenny�?Insulting a man in a wheel chair. I was viciously.. and without REMORSE�?attacked by Kutter Flash, for simply helping out my boss. Where’s the sense in THAT? You carry on with your patchy ‘reason�?for not being the Xtreme Wrestling Champion right now. The fact is that I do what is best to win.. As long as I had walked out the Champion still, the rest didn’t matter."

[ Johnny rolls forward a little on the Wheel-chair�?]

JL: "I’m sure you’d love me to defend the title in my condition, wouldn’t you? You sick�?

[ JL is interrupted by a badly acted cough ]

JL: "Sick bastard�?

[ JL stares straight at the camera, looking all ‘serious�? ]

JL: "I’m not stepping into that ring until my life-threatening injuries have been cleared up�?Needless to say, you’re not the Champion because you’re not good enough, and for that very same reason�?I wouldn’t be surprised if you never did get another shot at this belt."

[ JL begins to laugh, slightly spluttering and coughing every now and then�?After nearly 10 seconds of pure ‘cackling�?laughter. We hear an angry voice in the background�?]

"LEGEND!"

[ The camera pans across to find Kutter Flash having just rounded the corner in the hallway, he stares at Johnny. The XW Champ jumps out his Wheelchair ]

JL: "CRAP!"

[ Legend rips off his neck brace and runs quickly down the hallway, being then chased by Kutter Flash, as the jumbo-tron goes black. ]

Askin: Well, I guess anyone would be inspired to walk, or well...run if they saw Kutter Flash coming after them. No matter how serious the injury.

Macklin: You've gotta be kidding...

Macklin: Here we go!

Askin: Now what business is this of his?

Macklin: Cross has amde it his new goal to make sure that XW championship becomes his, it's one of the few titles in W2K that he hasn't held.

[ The infamous words of the opening to Edgecrusher by Fear Factory rips through the speakers followed by the opening chords of the song. The crowd comes to their feet with a huge ovation as Cross steps out through the curtains and onto the stage. He stands there momentarily looking out at the crowd before making his way down the steps and into the aisle heading for the ring. The fans at ringside all holding their hands out trying to touch him, some hold out cups of beer, which Cross takes one and downs it from a fan then gives him a high five. ]

Askin: Come on! Is that even neccissary?!

Macklin: That's Cross, he does what he wants when he wants. you should be used to it by now. How many times did you get your face smashed in by The Freaks backstage anyways?

Askin: SHUT UP!

[ Cross walks to the ring apron and rolls in under the bottom rope standing to his feet in the ring. Kenny Justice stands in the center of the ring, where Cross steps forward to standing right in front of Kenny. Cross reaches into his back pocket and pulls uot a microphone. The music cuts off. ]

Cross: I was wondering what was going on backstage.

Askin: Backstage?

Cross: See I was on my way to my locker room when I saw about two hundred people make a mad dash for the pop corn stand and the bathrooms. I didn't know what was up, first I thought William Rodney Mercy came back and started putting all my fans to sleep, then I looked over and saw Kenny Justice out here wasting everyone's TV time.

Kenny Justice: You know what, Cross? I've had about enough of you!

Cross: So?

Kenny Justice: SO!?

Cross: You think I give a flying rat's ass what you've had or haven't had enough of? Kid this is my ring you're standing in. If you think for one minute that I'm going to let a title like the XW belt fall into the hands of another worthless heartless prick like you, you've got another thing coming.

Kenny Justice: I was screwed out of that belt! I've got the next shot, I don't care what you think. After I win it? Sure, I'll *successfully* defend it against you anytime...anywhere!

Cross: Well you see, there's just one thing. You blew your shot.

Askin: Good thing Trunks isn't still on the team or we'd be hearing a dirty mother joke right about now.

Cross: Kinda like Joey's mother blew Trunks last night.

"SCORE!!"

[ Macklin can be heard laughing a little from the scream from backstage.

Askin: I stand corrected.

Cross: Enough jokes. You want the belt, and I'm going to take the belt. Johnny Legend means nothing to me. It's all about what the title stands for, something you have absolutely no idea about.

Kenny Justice: I-

Cross: Go ahead! Tell me how you've wrestled bloody hardcore matches all over the planet! Tell me about how you're a ten time Hardcore champion in a company that doesn't even give a shit! Tell me how you make kids bleed in the ring every night and see if I give a fuck! You don't know the first thing about entertainment and passion! It isn't about hitting somebody with a chair and busting somebody open. It's about these people and making them jump out of their seat spilling their drinks and their food because you just did something that blew the roof off this place. Watch Cyberslam from last year. When you got a match so intense and so up in the air on which way it could go that even all the boys step out from behind the curtain to watch you. That's when you KNOW you have something special. That's what the XW title means. I'll be damned if I let a legacy like that go to waste with someone like you!

[ Cross drops the microphone and decks Kenny with a right hand. Kenny jumps up and gets laid out with another right. Back to his feet, this time Kenny ducks a right and runs for the ropes. Justice jumps up to the top rope and springboards off with a 180 degree turn, but Cross manages to catch him and slams him down with a Black Hole Slam! ]

Macklin: JESUS!

Askin: Did you see that!?

[ Cross rips Kenny Justice up by the hair and stands with him bent over in a suplex position.

Macklin: Cross is looking for the Edgecrusher here folks!

[ Cross lifts Justice's arm up over his head ready to pick him up when out of nowhere he's planted in the chest with a springboard drop kick.

Askin: The newcomer Michael Angelucci! Angelucci returns to his feet as him and Kenny look to each other before putting the boots to Cross who's on the mat. The crowd is booing like no other as the two new comers to W2K stomp a hole in one of their heroes.

Askin: Finally that overgrown idiot is getting what he deserves for sticking his nose in other peoples business.

[ Finally the crowd erupts when Ryan Cain slides in and halfway across the ring from all the momentum of running to the ring.

Macklin: RYAN CAIN!!

[ Ryan gets up to his feet and starts teeing off on Angelucci as Cross returns to his feet now trading shots with Kenny Justice. Ryan and Cross back both men up to the ropes as Ryan turns around and runs to the other side of the ring bouncing off the far side ropes. Kenny and Michael both stumble out a couple steps as Cross grabs Ryan and throws him high in the air above his head and Ryan comes crashing down nailing both men with a double dropkick that knocks them both out of the ring.

Askin: I got a feeling this thing just escalated into something much bigger!

[Cross and Ryan are in the ring talking trash as Kenny Justice and Michael Angelucci are on the outside of the ring talking trash right back. The fans are going crazy as W2K RAGE fades to a commercial break.