[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...