[The shot turns to the parking garabe, and we don't see all that much, but what we do see is Ace Hart on the edge of the parking garage spinning his keys around his index finger, and whistling, yes ..I know, it's gay. But, what do you people expect from Ace Hart? ANYWAY, as he finally reaches the epicenter of the parking garage a man who's face at the time we cannot see begins running out from behind a car, and clubs Ace with a monkey wrench. Ace goes down immediately..]

Askin - WHAT THE HELL!? Ace Hart went down!

[..and as the man turns his head we see barely in the light that it's PWT's very own Matt Matlock!]

Macklin - That's Matt Matlock! What the hell is that PWT douchebag doing here for!?

Matt Matlock - Get your ass over here!

Voice - Well, I have to since you're an idiot.

Matt Matlock - What are you talking about?

Voice - Goddamn it, I'll do it myself.

[From the shadow steps Sean Hunter, and you can hear the echoing boo's throughout the arena, and Sean just throws out his arms with a wide ..wide grin relishing in every moment of it.] Askin - NOW SEAN HUNTER!? Macklin - You know ..he worked for this company once upon a time. Askin - ..I know. Sean Hunter - Look at this faggot ..

[Ace Hart is now coming to, and Sean grabs the monkey wrench from Matlock and slams it repeatidly against his left leg, and Ace Hart now just begins to scream out in complete agony.]

Sean Hunter - See?

Matt Matlock - Wait ..how'd you do that?

Sean Hunter - Like this.

[And, Sean once again shows Matlock how it is done.]

Askin - SECURITY!? SOMEONE!? ANYONE!?

Matt Matlock - Give that here!

[Trying it for himself, Sean just takes it right back after Matlock fails.]

Sean Hunter - NO! Like this ..

[Taking three more whacks to the leg of Ace Hart, he just screams out more and more.]

Askin - ..this is getting ridiculous, now they're just playing games with Hart.

Sean Hunter - See? This is why I'm the official leader, and you're just my lap dog ..you can't get it done.

Matt Matlock - Go to hell.

Sean Hunter - I've been there, it's a little warm for my taste. I prefer heaven up with my dad. You've met god ..right?

Matt Matlock - ...

Sean Hunter - Cross is going to kill you.

[And, from there Cross is seen stepping from the shadows.]

Cross - Did you just steal my dots?

Matt Matlock - ..no?

Cross - LIAR! Both of you ..both of you are fucking dead.

[Matlock is seen screaming like a girl and begins to run away, but Sean grabs ahold of his collar jolting him down to the floor, where he waves at Ace who just flips him off.]

Sean Hunter - Don't be a pussy, Matlock. There's one of him ..two of us. Did canadian school teach you nothing?

[Sean thought about that for a moment.]

Sean Hunter - ..nevermind.

[Cross then tries to clothesline Hunter, but he ducks under it, and the same thing happens a second time. Cross finally gets ahold of him by the neck lifting him up high in the air, and Hunter begins to turn quite red. Trying to get some air, Matlock is still laying on the ground waving to Ace.]

Askin - About damn time, that's all I've got to say.

Sean Hunter - Metluac!

Macklin - Haha! Listen to him squeal.

[Matlock looks up, and just shrugs, realizing what's going on he stands to his feet, and then hits Cross with a low dropkick knocking him down to the ground, at least to one knee. Soon, we see a seven more W2K guys coming to back up Cross and Matlock and Hunter share a look, then look back at the now eight W2K roster members then they look back at each other, and this occurs three times before they begin to run to Sean's car.]

Cross - MATLOCK! HUNTER! YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD!

[The W2K guys are already out of the scene, running at the two, but all we can hear are the squealing tires of Hunter's '77 black as night charger.]