[The camera focuses as we see Chazz, Andrew, Reg Mendel and Lester Biggs exiting the arena, with Tiffany Tolberg following after as text hovers over the screen indicating that this took place after Driven last week.]

Tiffany Tolberg: Chazz Mendel! Lester Biggs! I need to get a word with you after walking out on tonight's main event!

[The two ignore Tiffany as cameras scurry past Tiffany to catch up with the two as they make it to the parking lot. Suddenly the trio are stopped at the sound of Nick Dangerous' voice.]

Nick Dangerous: LESTER!

Lester Biggs: Ahh, if it isn't the champ.

[Cameras turn over to see Nick Dangerous carrying himself by Pilchard's side with a pair of crutches, angrily questioning Lester.]

Dangerous: I thought you said you'd take care of business!

Biggs: I am taking care of business.

Dangerous: By having fun with the Mendels in this tournament?

Biggs: Of course not before doing my research.

Dangerous: What?

Biggs: I talked this whole thing out with Tony Awesome, just in interest of fairness I asked him about the rules of this tournament, as he explained to me in the result of a draw, if two men are considered equals as we were just decided, they move on to the next match in triple threat rules, so next round of the tournament it's gonna be Lester Biggs, myself, in one corner, Chazz Mendel, in the other corner, and ASM, in the other corner, Chazz and I are undisputed equals, so where do you think that puts ASM?

Dangerous: ...

Biggs: Champ, he doesn't stand a CHANCE! And that takes us one step closer to giving Josh Cantrell the beating of a LIFETIME!

[Dangerous looks as if he doesn't require much thought for that idea to bring a smile to his face.]

Dangerous: Lester Biggs, I'm glad I consulted you.

Biggs: Pleasure doing business with you.

[Biggs and Dangerous shake hands as Pilchard is seen rolling his eyes, with the Mendels looking satisfied as Nick swats the camera out of view.]

Dangerous: Get out of here!

[The cameraman recovers and fades to black showing an on looking Tiffany Tolberg with a shocked expression on her face.]

Introduction

[A blank screen appears. Suddenly, the cWo logo flashes briefly into focus, coming together from all sides of the screen. As it fades away, a highlight reel of clips from last week’s installment of Driven are seen. David Rivers is seen being defeated by Dr. Jim Eisele; ASM rolling over Victor Emmit to pick up the victory; Muru splashing his way to victory, TKO is seen usurping a confused Thaddeus Walker and an angry Andrew Mendel; and finally, the confusing end to the main event, with both Chazz Mendel and Lester Biggs seemingly in accordance with one another, leaving the ring at the same time. As the clips come to a close, a familiar voice is heard overshadowing any disturbance in the arena]

Wilden: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Boise, IDAHO!

[Sevendust’s “Driven” tears throughout the arena, as the fans erupt into a chorus of cheers. As the camera pans the screaming crowd, loyal cWo fans raise American flags and signs, pointing to their cWo t-shirts. After a few moments, the camera focuses on the announcer’s booth, where Lance and Robbie are seen, ready to call the action for the evening]

Wilden: Welcome to Driven folks! My name’s Lance Wilden and alongside me is my longtime partner in show business, Robbie Hart! We’ve got an impressive evening lined up for you –

Hart: Are you kidding me? Two guys are from Global – and there are a bunch of no names on the card! That nut Devon Dice has the potential to dominate this bracket!

Wilden: I won’t discount that, Robbie – you are absolutely right! In what is dubbed by outsiders as the weaker of all four brackets in the Path of Kings tournament, the Southern Division’s matchups are schedule to get underway tonight!

Hart: I knew I should have taken the night off when they showed me the card – but luckily, I heard that OMEGA was going to be in the arena tonight!

Wilden: And you just had to stick around for the fireworks, didn’t you?

Hart: Absolutely! Lance – not showing up to an arena that OMEGA’s at is like leaving a movie before you see the end!

Wilden: What if it’s a poorly made film?

Hart: Bah!

Wilden: Anyway, folks – in our scheduled main event of the evening, Jack Union and Mr. Rich are set to square off against one another – these two men, as we know, Robbie, are no strangers to each other at all!

Hart: You’re telling me! Mr. Rich put Jack Union in his place several weeks ago on one of the previous installments of Let’s Get SERIOUS!

Wilden: Only now it seems as if Mr. Rich is on his own – no more help from Johnny or Nick Dangerous – not even from his wife, Evette! The tables turned on him last week, and we have to make a point of saying right here, Robbie, that this hasn’t been the best of months for Mr. Rich!

Hart: Losing his fortune; his beautiful wife; and then the friendship of Seriously Dangerous! No wonder they got rid of him, Lance – the man is worthless now!

Wilden: Also up tonight – Devon Dice is set to take on one half of TKO in Jake Oliver, who picked up a rather impressive win last week against the tandem of Thaddeus Walker and Andrew Mendel!

Hart: It was an aberration, Lance – you know this! I don’t think Thaddeus has ever been in a tag match before – there’s a learning curve, you know!

Wilden: That’s no excuse! Family tension – if you can even call it that – seems to be the order of the day in the Mendel clan. And with that said – what on Earth happened in last week’s main event? We ran out of time –

Hart: Some network we’re now broadcast on!

Wilden: - and we were left without knowing exactly why both Lester Biggs and Chazz Mendel walked out of the ring – seemingly together!

Hart: Why do you need to know the answer to everything right away, Lance? Can’t you wait and see what time will tell?

Wilden: Also up tonight – Jim Eisele is set to square off against Sean Pason in a submission style matchup. Both men have recently won their Path of Kings matches, making the eligible to advance to the next round…

Hart: Sean Pason! He’s been on fire since he’s returned, hasn’t he?

Wilden: He participated in one match – and the only reason he picked up the victory was because Andrew Mendel was disqualified on account of Thaddeus’s interference!

Hart: Always quick to blame the man with the mustache! Would you cast a shadowy glance over me if I had a mustache?

Wilden: And also tonight – two more Global superstars make their cWo appearances, with Juvian Ramorez stepping into the ring against the frightening enigma, The Wraith; and finally, in just a few moments, Dominator – who’s been a bit quiet as of lately, will step into the ring with Rufio and get things going tonight!

Hart: You’ve gotta love it, Lance. Only in the cWo can we have a guy from Hook – and some nutball who thinks he’s the incarnation of the devil! I never thought I’d hear myself say this – but I hope that Ramorez clown puts him in his place. He scares me!

Wilden: You and me both, Robbie!

Hart: He’s like a nightmare man!

Wilden: Erm, folks – I’m receiving word that we’re going to go live backstage right now, where Devon Dice is preparing a briefing of tonight’s security measures.

Hart: Ha – this one should be good!

As Much Force As Necessary

[Devon Dice is seen in the front of a conference room in a security guard's uniform. He's talking to his security personnel.]

Dice: Alright, this week we have some information that could endanger all of us. Lamont Dalmon, this fellow right here -

[Dice points to an blown up head shot of Lamont.]

Dice: - Apparently is very upset with what happened last week when he was searched in the back. Now I personally don't know what happened, but reports are saying things were a bit excessive and he wants payback. To ensure safety of Tony Awesome, Andrew Fiasco, other cWo superstars, and the fans you must do everything in your power to prevent him from entering the building tonight. You have permission to use as much force as necessary. Alright, bring it in.

[Group gathers in a circle around Dice and puts their arms in the middle.]

Dice: Alright, Team on 3. 1, 2, 3...

Group: TEAM!

[All the men throw their hands up in the air as the camera returns to ringside]

Wilden: Erm, well it seem as if the cWo security personnel are out in force tonight!

Hart: And trying to track down Lamont Dalmon! Maybe they weren’t done cavity searching him – I knew he was a bad apple, Lance!

Wilden: Unfounded accusations as per usual, but we’ll see how this plays out – it’s difficult to say at this time whether or not Devon Dice is working at the behest of Tony Awesome.

Hart: Oh please, you think that lunatic would listen to orders from him? He’s pretending he’s Wyatt Earp out there!

Wilden: Well, folks – with that said, we’re going to head down to the ring right now where we’re about to get underway with Rufio and Dominator starting off our even -

[Suddenly, a video airs on the screen as Rufio walks down the hall and almost bumps into Notorious JON, who stands directly in his path.]

Notorious JON: Hey, you must be Rufio.. from Global, right?

Rufio: [hesitantly] Yeah.

Notorious JON: Nice to meet you! I'm Notorious JON... I'm sure you've heard of me.

Rufio: Nope. [checks his watch] Listen, I've got to.....

Notorious JON: [cutting him off] I'm the goodwill ambassador here... I'd like to congratulate you, on behalf of Andrew Fiasco, on advancing in the Path of Kings tournament.

Rufio: Oh. Well, thanks.

Notorious JON: Of course. Mr. Fiasco really loves that you guys are helping cWo out with this. In fact, Andrew wants to give you something, a reward for your hard work..

[Suddenly, Rufio is hit over the head with a sack of potatoes from behind. Rufio crumples to the floor as Heretic stands over him, laughing.]

Heretic: Bangarang!

[Heretic and Notorious JON look at the broken sack as potatoes roll down the hallway and the camera fades back to ringside]

Wilden: OMEGA’s done it again! It seems that they’ve taken out another Global entrant into the Path of Kings tournamnet

Hart: I love it! And I know who doesn’t love it – Andrew Fiasco!

Wilden: We’ll see what happens with this match from now since I’m supposing that Dominator has been declared the victor? Or will soon be by Tony Awesome?

Hart: Is that Dominator guy even in the arena? I haven’t seen him in over a month!

Wilden: Needless to say, folks – we’ll be right back after this message from our sponsors!

[The scene opens with Reg Mendel in the lockerroom, though he looks a bit different- he's wearing jeans and a t-shirt with a sports jacket, along with very expensive looking shades. His boys, Chazz and Andrew, are sitting on a bench looking up at him, though they look more confused than terrified.]

Reg: You know that I'm not happy about the events that have happened over the past few weeks! This family, going back hundreds of generations, has always, ALWAYS been about winners! The last couple of weeks have done nothing short of butcher our family's credibility! Even your grandparents are calling me talking about how disappointing you two are! I will not have this madness any more, you two need to shape up!

Andrew: ...Are you wearing clothes from Express?

Reg: Excuse me?

Andrew: [stands up] Are those clothes from Express? You shop at effing Express?

Reg: Hey, they make nice stuff!

Chazz: [Stands up] Dad, what is going on? Are...are you wearing a bluetooth earpiece!?

Andrew: Something’s gotta give here Dad, me and Chazz can admit that we've done bad, but this...

Reg: You can...you can admit you've done bad? You've been ABYSMAL! Perhaps if you jerks weren't so damned concerned with my personal life and what I was wearing, you'd win a match or two!

Chazz: What I think Andrew means to say is that this sudden change in attitude is a little...uh...jarring, Dad. I mean, we're used to the Versace suits and the Rolex watches, and now you look like...like...

Andrew: The kind of a jerk who has obscenely long, loud conversations over his bluetooth headset while sitting in overpriced coffee shops, that's what!

Reg: Again, what does this have to do with you jerks actually winning a match! What I wear and what I do and who I do it with are none of your business!

Andrew: What was that? Who you do what with?

Reg: Stop pressuring me! I don't have to tell you boys anything I don't want you to know!

["My Love" by Justin Timberlake begins to play. Andrew and Chazz both go wide-eyed as Reg answers his Bluetooth.]

Reg: Yeah, what's really good? [shakes his head at Chazz and Andrew] Excuse me, guys, I have to take this.

[Chazz and Andrew look horrified as Reg exits.]

Andrew: ...What the f*BEEP* man!

Chazz: Look, we can't concern ourselves with Dad right now, it's obvious that he's gone off his rocker, at least for the moment. Right now we gotta concern ourselves with how we're gonna get you a win.

[The door opens again and a rather sheepish Thaddeus Walker enters the room, head down, hat over his heart.]

Chazz: Speak of the devil...

Walker: I know, I know, you gentlemen most be quite miffed with me at the moment. However in my defense, the black magic and witchcraft we experienced last week knew no precedent!

Chazz: Damn right we're "miffed"! We're more than...

Andrew: Hang on there, little bro. Don't be too hard on Thaddeus.

Chazz: ...You're kidding right?

Andrew: No, I'm not kidding. Mistakes happen, Chazzworth. I mean, sure, he's the reason I lost two matches in two weeks. And sure, he's made a mockery of our family’s good fortune. But mistakes happen, and I'm sure Uncle Thaddeus has a plan to rectify the situation.

Walker: Precisely, Andrew! I know my onions, I've already had my boy fetch the best looking women in all this fine city! And I must say, they build them rather well in Boise. The potato starch has widened their hips to allow them to pop out 5, perhaps 6 children!

Andrew: You know, Thaddeus, usually I'd be all for some potato state poontang...but that wasn't what I had in mind. See, my Dad has been a little...well...out of sorts as of late.

Walker: My brother Reginald has been... off the trolley, recently... pardon my French.

Andrew: [wincing as though in pain, then smiling] Ya see, Thaddeus, I think what would greatly alleviate that stress would be if...well, if yours truly had a little...championship gold around his waist. And what with the glass ceiling being in place and what not...there's no way I'm going to be able to get a World Heavyweight Championship shot, even if I'm the only man that really, truly deserves it. So, obviously, the next best step is...

[Walker's demeanor changes as he eyes the United States Championship around his waist.]

Walker: Well...to be quite honest, I'm not so sure about that. After all, it was I who was appointed champion of these United States by the prestigious gentlemen of the congress of wrestling territories!

Andrew: Wait wait wait...are you saying you don't owe me? I mean...ya cost me two matches, Thaddeus! My Dad uses OUR money to pull you out of financial ruin, and you repay me by costing me two high stakes matches? Thaddeus...you owe me. You more than owe me, Thad, and I thought I could count on you. Unless...unless I was wrong all along. [Andrew frowns and sighs] I guess you don't care about this family.

Walker: I'll have you know Thaddeus Horatio Walker is a devoted family man! This family's all I've got!

Andrew: Well then, how about at the next pay-per-view, I get my title shot. After all [puts an arm around Thaddeus] it's what family does.

[Walker thinks about it and then throws a big bearhug on Andrew.]

Walker: You're on, my young nephew!

[A sly smile slowly creeps across Chazz's face, almost as big as the one on Andrew's. as the cameras fade back to ringside]

Commercial Break

[Notorious JON and Heretic enter the office of Tony Awesome. Tony sits behind his desk, in a visibly bad mood. That mood is reflected by his gigantic bodyguard, who looks angry as he holds a sword and a gigantic severed head made out of ice. Heretic carries a sack of potatoes in each hand. Tony looks him over.]

Tony "Totally" Awesome: What the hell is that?

Heretic: Potatoes. We're in Boise, aren't we? Didn’t you see what we just did to that Rufio guy?

Notorious JON: So what's up, T?

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Where were you guys last week?! You just didn't show up.

Notorious JON: We weren't booked, so why show up? We've gone months without a rest!

Tony "Totally" Awesome: You could have told me! I needed you guys, Andrew Fiasco is killing cWo with his boring and pointless tournament, plus MURU or all people pulled one over on me!

Heretic: Muru? That's the "strong style machine" guy, right?

Notorious JON: No, that was Jokore. Muru's the guy who think it's the 20s.

Heretic: Oh, right. The British guy.

Notorious JON: Right!

Tony "Totally" Awesome: It doesn't matter who he is! The point is... you guys are supposed to have my back! I'm only one man, I can't handle everything!

Notorious JON: We've got our own problems, Tony. I mean look at Heretic, he's got 99 problems...

Heretic: And a bitch ain't one.

Notorious JON: Right. We're busy trying to liberate the oppressed.

Tony "Totally" Awesome: You haven't even defended your tag titles!

Notorious JON: Because there isn't a single other tag team! Believe me, if we had a tag division, we would defend them! There's nothing I'd want more than to be a fighting champion, you know that... but who are we supposed to defend it against, the air?

Heretic: Exactly, we're doing the best we can! Also, we just lost one of our top members to a career threatening injury, we're shorthanded!

Notorious JON: But I get what you're saying, T. This is a dark time for cWo, this organization needs it's saviors more than ever. I mean, we have an influx of foreign devils from Global that need to be dealt with, plus Andrew Fiasco is nipping at your heels.

Heretic: I've got an idea. It involves Potatoes.

[Heretic grins as the camera returns to ringside]

Wilden: Several things have happened during the break, folks and one of them is that I think Andrew might just have duped Thaddeus!

Hart: Perish the though, Lance! Thaddeus is part of the family now!

Wilden: You know full well that doesn’t mean a thing – especially not in the Mendel clan!

Hart: Bah!

Wilden: Well folks – we’ve just started off our evening and already there have been huge announcements. It seems as if OMEGA will be out in force tonight after seemingly taking a week off from wreaking havoc around the cWo – and also, it seems as if Andrew Mendel is going to step into the ring against Thaddeus Walker for the cWo US Title at our next scheduled Pay-Per-View!

Hart: Does it even have a name yet?

Wilden: Not that I’m aware of, Robbie!

Hart: That figures – I’m assuming it’s Andrew Fiasco’s fault as per usual! He’s getting in over his head!

Wilden: Maybe so, but he’s also doing some great things – and here’s another one coming up folks – we’re about to see The Wraith make his cWo ring appearance!

Hart: I’m scared, Lance! Hold me!

Lance Wilden: Alright folks, coming up next, we have a match that features two guys who have never been in a cWo ring.

Robbie Hart: Then why the hell are they even here?

Lance Wilden: This Path of Kings tournament is bringing all kinds of new faces out of the wood work. And this next match is no exception. First we have representing Global, Juvian Ramorez. A lot is riding on Juvian tonight, Global has not been fairing very well so far in this tournament. A win by Juvian might make Global look a little stronger in this competition.

Robbie Hart: Yeah, that’s highly unlikely.

Lance Wilden: You never know what is going to happen next in this tournament, Robbie. You might just have to eat your own words. And then there is his opponent, who is contracted by the cWo. We’ve seen his message over the past week and quite frankly I don’t know what to expect from this guy. The enigma, Wraith will be making his in-ring debut next.

Robbie Hart: I don’t like the looks of this guy, Lance! I don’t think we have seen anything like him before.

Lance Wilden: Who knows what he is like in the ring, but we are going to find it out in a few minutes. Let’s pass it on over to Muru…

[The camera focuses on Muru standing in the middle of the ring with a microphone in hand.]

Muru: Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for one fall and it is apart of the Southern Division of the Path of Kings tournament....Introducing first…

[Synthetic by Spineshank blasts through the P.A as smoke shoots up the stage entrance making it impossible to see the wrestler who is standing on the rampway. Juvian Ramorez steps out with a determined look on his face. While on the ramp, he unhooks his black trench coat and takes it off. With his arms he forms a crucifix, as this happens red and black confetti shoot out from the side of him.]

Muru: Representing Global… weighing in at 230 pounds and hailing from Bung Ja… Bongyan… Bangyork… Well, he resides in Romania… He is JUVIAN ROMANO.

Lance Wilden: I think what Muru meant to say was Bujana.

Robbie Hart: What an idiot! He should be fired from this job too.

[Once Juvian gets in the ring, he steps to corner and blesses it before waiting for his opponent.]

Robbie Hart: So it looks like Juvian is a religious man…

Lance Wilden: Yep, looks like it.

Robbie Hart: That’s going to be a huge contrast to who he is facing next.

Lance Wilden: Yes… he is going to be facing off against the seemingly unholy Wraith! We’ll see if he can overcome what seems to be absolute evil incarnate.

[Once Juvian’s music ends there is a still silence for a few seconds and then the arena lights go out.]

Robbie Hart: Hold me!

Lance Wilden: Robbie get off me!

[The sound a harp begins as a beautiful shot of a vast garden appears on the cWo-tron. The camera focuses on gigantic tree standing in the middle of this exotic garden paradise. A half naked woman runs up to this tree and slowly looks at it. First she see’s an apple and right next to the apple is a snake. She picks the apple off the tree and hesitates for a moment. She then looks at the snake and smiles. She brings the apple up to her lips and slowly takes a bite. Suddenly fireworks shoot up in the arena as the screen turns to red and “Superbeast” by Rob Zombie blasts over the P.A system. Pentagrams and hell fire are shown on the cWo-tron as a ring of fire appears on the ramp way. In between this ring of fire a hooded man slowly starts to elevate. Once he is completely elevated, it can be seen that he is holding a snake over his shoulders. He looks up revealing his hideously ugly steel mask. Once the fire settles, he pulls off his hood and slowly stands on the rampway staring down his opponent.]

Muru: Wow, that was elaborate… And his opponent… weighing in at 245 pounds… hailing from the Endlless ABYSS… He is THE WRAITH!

[Muru quickly hops out of the ring as Juvian look onto his opponent who is slowly walking down the rampway while petting his snake. The Wraith climbs up the steel steps and then climbs up the turnbuckle. He holds his snake towards Juvian and pets it. Juvian, while a little shaken, jumps up and down ready for this fight. The Wraith climbs down from the turnbuckle and puts it in the corner. An official quickly runs out with a sack and safely puts the snake in there.]

Lance Wilden: Oh wow… look at this monster. I really don’t know how to describe him… he’s just … just…

Robbie Hart: Creepy? Terrifying? He is bringing a freaking snake to the ring, who does that?

Lance Wilden: Only one other professional wrestler from what I can remember. But it looks like The Wraith’s snake is secured and we are ready to get this match on.

[The Wraith stares down Juvian and slants his head as the bell rings. Juvian begins to circle The Wraith.]

Lance Wilden: I don’t know if knows where to begin here. They weigh about the same… but what do you expect from a guy like The Wraith. And Juvian goes for the lock up and manages to get The Wraith in a leg lock. The Wraith begins elbowing him in the gut to release the hold. The Wraith turns around and grabs Juvian by the throat. Juvian kicks The Wraith in the gut, but The Wraith is not letting go…

Robbie Hart: This doesn’t look good for Juvian… at all.

Lance Wilden: Watch what you say, Robbie. Juvian manages to break the hold with a second kick and an elbow to the side of The Wraith’s head. Juvian wastes no time bouncing off the ropes and nailing The Wraith with a cross body block. Once back up, Juvian starts laying in those hard stomps onto the gut of The Wraith. AND OUT OF NOWHERE… A STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS! What a brilliant move by Juvian Ramorez.

Robbie Hart: Gimmick infringement! There is a villain of the year who must not be happy with that move.

Lance Wilden: And Juvian pulling up The Wraith and landing in a beautiful German suplex on the monster. Maybe The Wraith isn’t as intimidating as he looks. And Juvian with a spinning leg drop to the chest of his masked opponent. Wait… what is Juvian doing now… he is waiting for The Wraith to get up for some reason.

[The Wraith slowly gets to his knees and Juvian charges with great ferocity.]

Lance Wilden: And a shinning wizard to the head of The Wraith! Juvian really wants to win this match. And can you blame him? He might be the first Global guy to move onto the second round.

Robbie Hart: Yay… I’m so excited!

Lance Wilden: Great… you go from terrified to being incredibly sarcastic. Juvian lifts The Wraith back up and stands him up. And Juvian is now showing off for the crowd and then hits The Wraith with a running yakuza kick. Wow… this boy is impressive. It’d be nice to have him on the cWo roster.

Robbie Hart: Yeah, we should trade Muru for him. Or Cantrell. Or Fiasco.

Lance Wilden: Well, maybe we should trade in our coward of a World Champion. And it looks like Juvian is going to take advantage of this moment and strike a pose for his finds.

[As Juvian flexes his muscles, The Wraith quickly rises up and gets to his knees.]

Robbie Hart: Uh oh… looks like someone took long posing. This freak out of hell doesn’t have good intentions. Better Juvian then me.

Lance Wilden: Yeah, I do not like the looks of this, Robbie. Juvian turns around and notices that his opponent is back up. And THE WRAITH WITH A CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL on Ramorez.

[The Wraith turns away from his opponent and goes to his sack and pulls out his snake.]

Lance Wilden: Wait… What is he doing with that snake? That’s not legal.

Robbie Hart: PETA is going to be pissed!

Lance Wilden: Juvian Ramorez getting back to his feet as it seems like The Wraith is somehow stalking him with that illegal reptile of his.

[Aaron Blake immediately interjects and yells at The Wraith.]

Lance Wilden: Thank god, it looks like Blake is interjecting. Think of the lawsuits we would have if that snake actually bit Ramorez… A NON CONTRACTED wrestler?

[The Wraith finally hands over the snake to Aaron Blake who turns his back to hand it to an official nearby. Suddenly, a black liquid sprays out of The Wraith’s mask and directly into the eyes of Ramorez.]

Robbie Hart: What the hell was that?

Lance Wilden: AND THE WRAITH WITH SOME SORT OF BLACK MIST INTO THE EYES OF RAMOREZ! AND THE REF DIDN’T SEE IT!

[The Wraith kicks Ramorez in the gut and locks up and positions him into a hangman neckbreaker.

Robbie Hart: This is not going to be good Lance…

Lance Wilden: And it looks like Paradise is Lost for Juvian Ramorez. AND HE NAILS IT! What a way for a great athlete to go. What kind of man is this Wraith?

Robbie Hart: Is he even a man? Maybe he is a thing?

Lance Wilden: And The Wraith covers Ramorez…

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Lance Wilden: What a load of …

Robbie Hart: Hey, we knew The Wraith was going to be a wild card in this tournament and it looks like he has proven that tonight.

Lance Wilden: Yeah… but its still a tainted win.

[Muru grabs the mic from outside the ring.]

Muru: Here is your winner and advancing to the second round of the Southern Division of the Path of Kings Tournament: THE WRAITH!

[The Wraith grabs his snake as Super Beast plays. He holds his pet up in the air as more of the black spray secretes from his mask. Suddenly, the lights go out.]

Lance Wilden: Wait… The lights are out again.

Robbie Hold: Put your arm around me!

[The lights go back on and suddenly, only a dazed Ramorez stands in the ring.]

Lance Wilden: And then he is gone… I don’t what to say about this new individual in the cWo but everyone should keep their distance from this … this FREAK OF NATURE!

Robbie Hart: Screw that I’m calling an exorcist!

Wilden: We’ll be right back, folks!

[Tony “Totally” Awesome sat behind his desk with Muru and “The Product of Hate” Josh Cantrell standing in front of him.]

Cantrell: What’s the deal Tony? You said you wanted to see the both of us about tonight’s Main Event. I don’t know what we got to do with Jack Union and Mr. Rich’s match.

Muru: Well I am the ring announcer.

Tony: You’re right you are, and you’ll continue to be. But I got to thinking…

Cantrell: I bet that hurt.

[Tony looks puzzled at Cantrell’s statement.]

Tony: What hurt?

Cantrell: Thinking must hurt when you have a brain the size of a piss ant.

Tony: I don’t like you!

Cantrell: Yeah it’s a mutual thing cause I hate your damn guts, so what were you thinking Tony? I don’t even have a match tonight.

Tony: Oh yes you do. Tonight, for the first time EVER Josh Cantrell will face Muru!

Muru: Why?

Tony: Because it’s what the people want.

Cantrell: No they don’t, and if this does happen it won’t be the first time ever.

Tony: Well for the SECOND time ever Josh Cantrell will face Muru! Surely the people will hate you for beating up the little ring announcer.

Cantrell: You’re an idiot.

[Cantrell leaves the office and Muru walks out a few seconds later leaving a smiling Tony Awesome.

Commercial Break

[Jim Eisele is locked in a light triangle choke from Rick Sullivan in the All American Heroes locker room.]

Rick Sullivan: Now do you understand, Jim? With Pason's experience he's going to exploit every mistake you make. If you get caught in his guard always remember two arms in or two arms out, not one in and one out. Or else this happens.

[Sullivan tightens the hold and Jim Eisele begins to tap repeatedly and Sullivan lets go and gets to his feet.]

Jim Eisele: If that happens, I'll just slam him till he lets go.

Rick Sullivan: If that happens, you're going to be sleeping in less than 5 seconds.

Jim Eisele: I like the confidence you have in me.

Rick Sullivan: Listen, in a normal match you'd obviously be the favorite because of your size. But let’s face it, you don't have a clue when it comes to submissions and he's an expert. You are the underdog, which is why I'm going to be ringside.

Jim Eisele: I really don't need you out there, plus your face is all busted.

Rick Sullivan: You think Pason is going to be out there all alone? Of course not, he's Omega. They never play by the rules, so we just have to go along with it. All you have to do is trust me, I'll be yelling instructions, I expect you to follow them.

Jim Eisele: ...and if I don't?

Rick Sullivan: You'll lose.

Jim Eisele: Thanks...

[Mick Cotton walks into the room and begins to yell.]

Mick Cotton: Alright, Jimmy boy, get your ass out there and make the American people proud!

[Camera cuts back to Lance and Robbie.]

Wilden: Folks – a huge announcement has occurred before the break, as you may well have noticed! We saw that our scheduled main event of the evening has been pushed aside and in its place, both Josh Cantrell and Muru will square off against one another!

Hart: You couldn’t ask for a better main event if you ask me – Tony Awesome is a genius! Both of these guys are friends – and both of them are going to kill each other!

Wilden: It’s going to be a tough call going into this one, folks, especially after the trust that’s formed between these two men in recent weeks – seemingly against Tony Awesome.

Hart: All for the better – killing two birds with one stone!

Wilden: Alright up next we got the Doctor Jim Eisele taking on Sean Pason in a submission match. Last week we saw Jim Eisele squeak a win over David Rivers in the first round of the Path of Kings tournament. But before that he issued a challenge to Omega, who weren't in the building last week. Tony Awesome came out and flipped Jim Eisele's world upside down booking him in a match in which he's clearly outclassed.

Hart: I have to agree with you Lance, Sean Pason is going to walk all over Eisele.

Wilden: No one in the cWo can just walk over this near 7 foot 400 pounder, but tonight he's definitely an underdog. The only thing in question is Sean Pason going to be able to lock in a submission with Eisele's size and strength.

Hart: Of course he will, Lance. He comes from a Mixed Martial Arts background.

Wilden: I don't know too much of MMA, but I do know that there are weight classes for a reason, I just don't know if Sean Pason's experience against Jim Eisele's inexperience will even out the fact that Jim Eisele is almost double the weight of Sean Pason, let's pass it off to Muru.

Muru: The next match is a submission match. The only way to win is to make your opponent tap out. Introducing first being accompanied to the ring by "Slick" Rick Sullivan and "Big" Mick Cotton, weighing in at 401 pounds from Boston, Massachusetts! "Doctor" Jim Eisele!

[Patriotic music plays as Jim Eisele is lead to the ring by Rick Sullivan and Mick Cotton waving an American flag. He gets in the ring and awaits his opponent.]

Muru: And his opponent being accompanied to the ring by Heretic and Jen Diamond, SEAN PASON!

[Sean Pason's entrance music plays as he is lead to the rind by Heretic and Jen Diamond.]

Wilden: We are set to go here.

[Ding Ding Ding]

Wilden: Sean Pason attempts to take down Jim Eisele, but it's not that easy. Jim Eisele with forearms to the back of Sean Pason, and Pason on his knees. Eisele lifts him up and across the way goes Pason. Jim Eisele follows and boom a big 400 pound splash in the corner.

Hart: I don't like my flapjacks well done!

Wilden: .....

Hart: I know what you mean Lance, Jim Eisele is trying is hardest to lock in some kind of arm submission but I haven't a clue what he's doing.

Wilden: You have got to be kidding me!

Hart: I know, he's supposed to be a wrestler and he looks like I don't know what.

Wilden: You don't even realize that your comment was extremely uncalled for.

Hart: Huh?

Wilden: Nevermind you ignorant fool, Jim Eisele has some sort of arm lock locked in. And Sean Pason quickly reverses it and is on the back of Jim Eisele. He's got a choke locked in! This could be in. Eisele struggling to get to his feet. The choke isn't deep enough. Eisele now backs into the corner and breaks the hold.

Rick Sullivan: Come on, Jim. Take him down.

Wilden: Jim Eisele has Pason and lands a huge belly to belly suplex.

Hart: I thought you said Eisele was the underdog, he's manhandling Pason.

Wilden: Well, I guess I am wrong so far. Eisele rolls Pason onto his stomache and sets up a Camel clutch facing Rick Sullivan. I guess so he can hear the instructions.

Rick Sullivan: Use everything you've got, rip his head off.

Wilden: Jim Eisele is really wrenching hard. I just may in fact rip the head of Sean Pason off!

Hart: Come on Pason! You can't let this chump tap you out!

Wilden: I think Sean Pason has passed out from the pain. Hector Garcia is going over to check out if Pason is ok. Oh no, Rick Sullivan watch out! Heretic just attacked Sullivan punching him in the face. Remember Sullivan has a broken nose from a couple weeks ago. Now look at the Jen Diamond on the other side of the ring distracting Hector Garcia.

Hart: Look at the midget run, if he thinks he's going to be able to reach Jen Diamond he's surely mistaken.

Wilden: Oh now what is this, Heretic just grabbed the arm of Sean Pason and put it on the rope, Diamond off the apron and Hector Garcia sees the arm on the rope and breaks the hold. Jim Eisele had it won!

Hart: He did not, Sean Pason was able to grab the rope.

Wilden: There is blood everywhere on the outside folks. It appears Heretic has reopened the broken nose of Rick Sullivan and is being escorted by the EMTs to the back.

Hart: Oh now what will Jim Eisele do without the brains of the operation.

Wilden: Sean Pason is regained himself and is on one knee. Eisele is screaming at Hector Garcia and rightfully so, but he has to realize the match isn't over, but Eisele isn't letting it go.

Jim Eisele: YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! HIS BODY WAS LIMP! HE WAS OUT! DO YOUR DAMN JOB!

Mick Cotton: JIM LET IT GO, DAMNIT!

Wilden: Mick Cotton trying to calm Eisele down, but it just isn't working, all its doing is letting Sean Pason get it together. And now – wait a second! Jim Eisele just got hit in the head with a potato thrown by Heretic! And Eisele hits the ground! Pason locks in an ankle lock in the middle of the ring.

Hart: Let's see him escape this.

Wilden: Jim is fighting it, he's not tapping. What is this? Tony Awesome is running down to the ring.

Tony Awesome: Ring the bell, ring the damn bell.

[DING DING DING]

Lance Wilden: What's going on here? Eisele never tapped, why is this match over?

Robbie Hart: He clearly gave up.

Tony Awesome: Announce the winner, Muru!

Muru: And here is your winner, Sean Pason!

Wilden: WHAT!? This is crazy! Tony Awesome just screwed the All American Heroes. Mick Cotton is furious.

Mick Cotton: Damnit, Awesome, he never tapped out!

Lance Wilden: Oh my look at this, Heretic is behind Mick Cotton, don't do it. He's just a little man. NO! Heretic just pushed Mick Cotton into the ring post and Mick is out cold. That is despicable.

Hart: I've never seen an unconscious midget.

Wilden: Your point?

Hart: Well, now I can say I've seen it. Kind of like Hailey's comet!

Wilden: Hardly, Omega is leaving with grins on all of their faces while Jim Eisele is tending to Mick Cotton! Folks, we’re going to take a short break as this mess gets cleaned up – we’ll be right back!

[Devon Dice is seen in the back approaching Josh Cantrell.]

Dice: Cantrell! I would like to speak with you for a second.

Cantrell: What?

Dice: I don't like the way you treated my guys last week, they were just doing their jobs, they don't deserve to be threatened.

Cantrell: They were ready to tase me!

Dice: They were under orders to keep you out of the building, you're lucky they let you walk out under your own power!

Cantrell: Lucky? I'm lucky!? THOSE TWO RENT-A-COPS ARE LUCKY I DIDN'T KICK THEIR ASSES!

Dice: Don't raise your voice, I came here to confront you about the situation and let you know I didn't appreciate the way you handled it. Don't let it happen again. Now I have to get to the ring, have a good one.

[Dice begins to walk away.]

Cantrell: Or else what, Dice? Are you gonna do something about it? I dare you, Barney Fife! I DARE YOU!

[A bewildered Josh Cantrell rooted in his spot as the cameras fade to a commercial]

Commercial Break

[The scene opens with Kayman and Oliver talking in the hallway as Mikalah walks up.]

Oliver: I'm so pumped for this match, man, I got a shot to be World Heavyweight Champion...

Kayman: Yeah, just think, there woulda been a chance that we could've met in the semi-finals for that match if it weren't for our Lethally Boring...compet...ti...

[Kayman eyes Mikalah up and down, scratching his head.]

Mikalah: Uh, what?

Kayman: ....Didn't you have dark brown hair before? With lots of tattoos?

Mikalah: Not...last time I checked...

Kayman: Huh...I must've been daydreaming it or something. It's kind of like on Roseanne when they replaced old Becky with new Becky. And then they went back to old Becky. Luckily Darlene was the hot one. I liked that show...

[Mikalah raises an eyebrow while Jake rubs his temples. Kayman furrows his brow.]

Kayman: What? What I do?

Oliver: ANYWAY, I'm not going to let what happened to you happen to me. Mikalah's gonna be watching ringside, you watch the ramp...

Voice: Plotting I presume?

[T.K.O collectively rolls their eyes as Tony Awesome steps into frame.]

Awesome: Figures that you three would be planning mischief!

Mikalah: Oh, look boys; it's a member of the Lollypop Guild! Please tell me you’re going to do a dance for us.

Awesome: Haha, really funny! You three have been getting your run of the place thanks to Andrew Fiasco, but that stops now!

Kayman: Sir, have you ever considered maybe buying a Bowflex. It may help with your girth and the way you wheeze when you speak...

Awesome: I'm not wheezing!

Kayman: Yeah you are, your doing it right now! You're standing in one spot and you're still breathing hard!

Awesome: I'm not wheezing!

Kayman: [digs in pockets] Hold on, I'll give you my personal trainer Carla's card. She’s from Puerto Rico and doesn't speak a lick of English, but man does she know how to give your abs a work out!

Awesome: That's it! You've over-stepped your boundaries! In tonight's match, Alex Kayman, you're banned from ringside! If you so much as set foot in the arena during the match, Oliver will be disqualified and automatically forfeit his spot in the Path of Kings tournament! [turns to Mikalah] And you, you red-headed hussy! If you so much as scratch your nose in a way that looks like it might help him, the same will go for you!

Oliver: And let me just guess here for a second- if the Lethal Injection wants to interfere, they have the right to do so, right?

Awesome: Hey! I'm a fair man. So...if The Most Hardcore Tag Team Ever interferes at anytime during your match, they will automatically forfeit their tag team championship opportunity to you. How about that, cowboy? What do you have to say about that?

[Jake strokes his chin, then smiles.]

Oliver: I say you just started my path to the World Heavyweight Championship. Come on, babe, I've got an ass to kick.

[Mikalah and Jake Oliver stroll off. Kayman shakes his head and puts in arm around Awesome.]

Kayman: Kids these days. So mouthy, ain't they?

[Awesome glares at him. Alex shrugs, then sulks off as the cameras fade back to ringside]

Wilden: Folks – we’re going to head down to the ring right now, where Devon Dice is set to step up against one half of TKO, and expectations are riding high on both sides! It seems as if we’re going to see the implementation of Tony Awesome’s plans immediately!

Hart: Good! I hate sitting around and waiting for things to transpire!

Muru: Our following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first and from Atlantic City, New Jersey; he weighs in at 225 pounds…DEEEEVOOOOOOON DICEEEEE!

[Two red dice roll toward the screen and read "Devon Dice" as "Shut 'em Down" by Public Enemy plays and Devon Dice makes his way to the ring.]

Muru: And his opponent! Making his way to the ring from Green Bay, Wisconsin and weighing in at 222 pounds and being accompanied to the ring by Mikalah…JAAAAAKE OLIVVVVVERRRR!

["Push Push (Lady Lightning)" by Bang Camaro cues on the PA. Jake Oliver charges out onto the ramp with Mikalah on his arm. They make their way down to ringside, high fiving fans as they make their way down. Jake Oliver picks Mikalah up and helps her onto the apron, then he hops up himself and smiles brightly as Mikalah oh so slowly enters the ring. Oliver nods and hops over the top rope, then runs to the turnbuckle to pose for the fans. He then hops off the apron and puts an arm around Mikalah and smiles brightly.]

DING DING DING!

Wilden: And here we go, Jake Oliver versus Devon Dice, and Tony Awesome has banned Alex Kayman from ringside tonight, Oliver is an adept tag team wrestler, but I gotta imagine that earning a title shot would be more than enough for Oliver, certainly everyone wants to be the World Heavyweight Champion one day, Mikalah looks on as Oliver and Devon Dice lock up in the center of the ring, and Dice backs the smaller Jake Oliver back into the corner, and the referee calls for a clean break...and he gets it. Dice with an obvious strength advantage over Jake Oliver, but don't count out Oliver's wrestling ability, he is the mat based wrestler of the T.K.O combination, as he clears the cobwebs and the men circle again. And again a lock up in the center of the ring, Dice with the side headlock, Oliver able to reverse into the hammerlock, then a headlock of his own, Dice shoves Oliver off into the ropes, Oliver comes back with a nice shoulder tackle. And now Jake Oliver's hits that knee, thinking knee drop on Dice, hits the ropes, tries to drop the knee but Dice rolls out of the way and Oliver hits the point of that knee, Dice now quickly back to his feet and hits the ropes himself, but Oliver springs up AND NAILS Dice square in the face with a dropkick! Beautiful, textbook dropkick, Oliver on the cover right away, one, two, no!

Hart: Of course, he's not gonna beat Dice tonight, he's got TMHTTE on the mind.

Wilden: That has to be the most tedious acronym ever, as Oliver quickly hauls Dice back to his feet and delivers a straight martial arts kick to the side of Dice's head! That move backs Dice into the ropes, Oliver grabs the arm and tries for the Irish whip, Devon Dice with the reversal, Oliver off the ropes with a clothesline, Dice ducks it and hits the ropes himself and gets nailed with a high knee on the comeback! Oliver loves to throw those knees as we can see, he hauls Dice back to a vertical base and he's got Dice in that double clinch, and now we see him start throwing the knees! And now Oliver hits the ropes, might be looking for Oliver's Twist #3, tries the high knee but telegraphs it as Dice able to dodge, and Oliver spins around a gets kicked in the gut, gets kicked in the stomach, front face lock and takes Oliver over with the vertical suplex, floats over into the cover, but only gets a two count. No clear advantage yet as Dice hauls Oliver back up and delivers a knee to the stomach, Dice hits the ropes and a STIFF as hell clothesline! Dice is not playing nice, he wants that title shot, Dice again, hits the ropes and tries to hit a jumping elbow, but Oliver moves out of the way! And Oliver back to his feet quick as a hiccup and a KICK to the chest, and now a kick to the back, Oliver hits the ropes and delivers two feet to the face! Oliver covers Dice, one, two, thr...no!

Hart: I didn't think this match was gonna be so even...

Wilden: Me neither, both these two men are hungry for a win as Dice gets yanked back to his feet, Oliver now, the knees to the stomach, shoves Dice into the ropes, Dice comes back with a clothesline but Oliver ducks it, tries for the springboard crossbody, but Devon Dice catches him and takes him over in the table top suplex! And Jake Oliver cries out in pain from that maneuver, beautifully executed by Devon Dice. Dice though, is not gonna go right for the cover for this, he goes right to stomping on that back. And Oliver screams out in pain...

Hart: And that's a good thing, keep screaming, Oliver, let him know that you're hurt!

Wilden: Oliver though, scrambling for the ropes, Dice gonna go after him but gets kicked away, Oliver very quickly back to his feet, Dice back to his as well, Oliver goes for the clothesline, Dice ducks it and tries for the neckbreaker, Oliver able to reverse out though, but Dice gets him in the front face lock, but Oliver reverses into the northern lights suplex with a bridge! One, two, no! Dice able to scoot the shoulder up! Back and forth action from the on set. And now Oliver quickly back to his feet, but Dice gets the drop toe hold and quickly locks in a side headlock. Dice also has a bit of an experience advantage over Oliver, maybe it'll be time for Dice to start out wrestling his younger opponent. Oliver now, trying to fight back to his feet, the elbows to the midsection of Dice, trying to get him to release the hold, and he finds his vertical base. And now Oliver tries to shove Dice off into the ropes, but Dice slides out and keeps that hold locked in!

Hart: Make no mistake, a headlock's a hell of a move, it looks extremely simple, but it can be extremely painful, cutting out the blood to the head, you drop that arm down a couple inches you get a nice chokehold applied if the ref doesn't catch it.

Wilden: All seems fair with Dice so far as the ref is in good position to make sure nothing illegal is happening, but Oliver rolls over, able to get Dice's shoulders on the mat, ONE, TWO, KICKOUT! And Dice still has the hold applied! That's the veteran instincts of Devon Dice right there. And now Mikalah on the outside of the ring, pounding on that ring apron, trying to get this crowd behind her man! And Oliver once again, trying to fight back to his feet, Dice tries to synch that move in a little bit more, Oliver's up and the big back body drop suplex on Dice! And...but Dice still has the hold lock in! The side headlock still applied, Oliver can't escape from it no matter how hard he tries as Dice rolls through and once again, beside Oliver with the headlock applied, and Oliver's got to be fading here, this headlock's been applied for a long time, and Oliver once again, getting back to his feet, his head is beat read as Dice adjust his attack, he's got Oliver in the sleeper hold now, but Oliver runs forward towards the turnbuckle, runs up, FLIPS OVER, and now Oliver's got A PINNING COMBINATION! Dice's shoulders on the mat, ONE, TWO, THR...NO! Dice barely manages to kick out of the pinning situation, and that means he has to relinquish the hold! And now Oliver can perhaps breathe a little easier!

Hart: Maybe, but Dice isn't gonna give up that easily.

Wilden: And Oliver tries to shake the cobwebs as Dice gets back to his feet, Oliver back to his as well and decks Dice with a jab, and another, and another, and now Oliver winds up the right hand and NAILS Dice with an uppercut! And Dice staggers after that shot, Oliver grabs and shoots Dice into the corner, Oliver follows him in and a BIG BOOT TO THE FACE! Boot the face in that corner, and Dice slumps down in the corner. And now, Oliver with the bootscrapes, those facewashes in the corner, and now Oliver backs up, and this is a move he calls BRETT FARVE IS GOD, and the big running boot in the corner! A foot to the temple...

Hart: He calls it Brett Farve is God? He's not even a punter, or a goalie!

Wilden: ...Right...at any rate, Oliver yanks Dice out of the corner, on the cover, one, two, THRE...NO! Dice able to roll the shoulder up. And Oliver looks a little bit more than frustrated, I think he's used to being on the advantage in a tag team environment, but Oliver doesn't have a partner to tag tonight, as Oliver takes a breather, and this could also be a mistake, as Devon Dice is already back to his, and before Oliver can recover, he gets a kick to the stomach, the veteran Devon Dice with the stiff knife edge to the chest, and then another one, and another, backs Oliver into the ropes, grabs the arm and tries to shoot him across the ring, Oliver with the reversal, Dice wants to put on the brakes on, Oliver brings him back in though, sets him up, and Oliver NAILS him with the Uranagi into a backbreaker, and now Oliver goes straight into the downward spiral and into the koji clutch! Oliver's Twist #2 on Devon Dice, and Dice is crying out, the hold locked in the center of the ring!

Hart: Dice! Come on! Make it to the ropes!

Wilden: Since when in the hell did you become a Devon Dice fan?

Hart: Since he's fighting Oliver, and Oliver's siding with Andrew Fiasco, and I don't like Andrew Fiasco, therefore I don't like Jake Oliver! Simple as that!

Wilden: Jake Oliver has that Koji Clutch locked in right in the center of the ring, a deadly submission hold, Devon Dice is desperately trying to claw his way to the ropes, but there's just no way to do it in a hold like this! Dice doesn't want to lose it, but he's fading fast here, this maneuver is pretty damn close to a choke hold, you can see Oliver wrenching back on that hold, and Dice...Dice is out! Eyes are closed, mouth agape!

Hart: Come on, you loser! Don't lose!

Wilden: The referee right there, Oliver screaming for the ref to call for the submission, and the referee grabs the free arm of Devon Dice, he lifts it up once...it falls. Victory within reach for Jake Oliver as he wrenches more on that hold, the referee raises the hand again...and again it falls! One more time and this is over, Oliver moves forward, this crowd trying to get Dice back into the match as the referee lifts that arm one more time and it's...NO! IT'S NOT OVER!! Dice still has some life, Jake shaking his head desperately, but Devon Dice is still alive here!

Hart: Fight it, Dice! Fight it!

Wilden: Oliver wrenching that hold, pulling against that neck, Dice is able to get his arms under him though! Dice crawling, grabbing at that bottom rope! Oliver doesn't want it...but Dice gets it! Dice gets the bottom rope, and this crowd is almost split! Half of them are happy Dice made it, half aren't! You have to love this intensity as Oliver gets back to his feet, a look of intensity on his face, Dice slowly getting back to his feet, Oliver's got him measured, Oliver's got the boot to the midsection, hits the ropes and gets the running knee lift and goes right into the neck breaker! Oliver's Twist #3, Oliver quickly on the cover, ONE, TWO, THRE...NO!! NO!! NO!! Dice gets the shoulder up again, and Jake Oliver can't believe it!

Hart: Whatsamatta, Jake, need a tag team partner to get it done!

Wilden: Oliver's a more than capable wrestler on his own, Oliver has to be getting frustrated though, he's been throwing everything he has in his arsenal at him, and Oliver's up to his feet again, and now he looks like he wants to end it with the original Oliver's Twist!

Hart: Oh no!

Wilden: Oliver's gonna be looking for it big here, Dice slowly back to his feet, Oliver waits for him to turn around, kick to the gut, front facelock, he's GOING FOR IT...but wait, Dice gets a waistlock AND A BIG RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX! One German suplex and Dice is back in the driver's seat, Jake Oliver has been knocked for a loop! But Dice is feeling it right now! And Devon Dice is gonna use this momentum to head up top!

Hart: Dammit, Dice, just put him away! Put him away now!

Wilden: Devon Dice is perched up in the top rope, Oliver's not gonna move anywhere as Dice comes off and drills Oliver with the big elbow drop off the top, and Dice is feeling it!! Dice now, stalking "The Green Bay Wrecker", probably looking to take Jake Oliver down with the Hard Eight. Oliver slowly back to his feet, turns around and Dice snatches him up, he's gotta go for that version of the uranagi, but Oliver, elbow to the side of the head, and another, and Dice let's go staggers away, Jake Oliver looks like he's gonna try it again, tries to kick Dice in the stomach, Dice catches the foot, again tries for the Hard Eight again, again, Oliver desperately throwing the elbows to the side of the head, again Dice let's go, Oliver tries to clear the cobwebs, hits the ropes, but now it's Dice with the boot, hooks him up and hoist Oliver in the air, and now he's walking around with him! What a display of power by Devon Dice!

Hart: Don't show off, put him away, dammit! PUT! HIM! AWAY!

Wilden: But wait, Oliver is kicking those legs! Oliver trying to get out of this predicament, and Oliver lands on his feet behind Dice, going for a neckbreaker, but no, Dice turns it around AND DRILLS JAKE OLIVER WITH A DDT! Oliver just got PLANTED in the mat, right on the top of the dome!

Hart: Cover him, Dice! What's it with this guy, he doesn't speak English!?

Wilden: Dice is fighting hard to put this youngster away, if Dice is gonna end it, I think he wants to be damn sure this kid doesn't get up, and once again, Dice is gonna climb up to the top rope!

Hart: Don't give him time to recover, Dice!

Wilden: Dice isn't listening to you, Robbie, he knows what he's doing, as the fans are on their feet, Dice perched on the top rope, AND HE COMES OFF WITH ACES FULL! A vicious straight up fist, dropped straight into the dome of Jake Oliver! And that's gotta be in, Dice slowly crawls over to Jake Oliver! The former cWo World Heavyweight Champion could be preparing to go to the mountain one more time, Dice on the cover, it's over!

ONE!!

TWO!!

THREEEEEEE...NOOO!!!! NO!! OLIVER KICKS OUT!!

Hart: Dammit Dice! Now you deserve to lose! You had him beat, and now you lost your chance!

Wilden: Devon Dice can't believe it, Oliver must've kicked out on instinct at alone, even Mikalah looks shocked that Oliver kicked out! But Dice is not gonna lose his composure here, slowly back to his feet, and more time, we see him in that hunched over position! Dice knows in his heart that if he can hit the Hard Eight he'll be able to move on, to move forward and perhaps taste championship gold again!

Hart: But he's showing off and acting young, and he's not! He can't keep the pace with a kid like Oliver, and he just blew his shot! It's enough to make me change my allegiance!

Wilden: Oliver,, one more time, slowly stumbling back to his feet, glazed look in his eyes, he took that fist drop right on the temple, he may be completely out of it! And Dice is about ready to uncoil, tries for the Hard Eight again, but Oliver won't die, throws the knees into the stomach of Devon Dice! This crowd is at a fever pitch right now as Oliver tries to back Dice up a European uppercut, but Dice, stiff right hands, the ref might have to check for clinched fist there, Dice tries to shoot Oliver into the ropes, Oliver able to reverse it though, brings Dice back in his direction, kick to the stomach, AND HE NAILS IT!! OLIVER'S TWIST, AND DICE IS DOWN AND OUT!!

Hart: YES! GO OLIVER!!

Wilden: Jake Oliver could be on his way to championship glory, he stills seems a little out of it, slowly, he drapes the arm across...

ONE!!

TWO!!

THREE!?!

Hart: Did he get him!?

Wilden: NO!! NO!! Dice got the shoulder up! Oliver can't believe it!

Hart: YES! GO DICE!

Wilden: Oliver stands up, he looks completely drained, and he's almost pleading with the referee here, he swears up and down that was a three!

Hart: It wasn't a three Oliver, get over it!

Wilden: Oliver can't believe Dice kicked out of that manue...WAIT A MINUTE! DICE KIPPED UP!

Hart: OH NO!

Wilden: Oliver turns around, Dice hooks him up AND HE GETS IT!! THE HARD EIGHT! THE ROCK BOTTON, THE URANAGI, WHATEVER YOU CALL IT, DICE HIT IT SQUARE, COVER, LEG HOOKED!! ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! IT'S DONE!! IT'S OVER!! DICE MOVES ON IN THE PATH OF KINGS TOURNAMENT!!

Muru: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner and moving forward in the Path of Kings tournament, DEEVVONN DICE!!

Wilden: Ladies and gentlemen, that was one helluva competitive match between these two men, Dice moves on, but let's give credit where credit's due, Jake Oliver made damn sure to leave it all in the ring here tonight, and he's got nothing to be ashamed of.

[Mikalah enters the ring and helps Oliver back to his feet as Dice gets back to his. Dice looks at Oliver and walks up to him, and Oliver looks ready to fight. Instead, Dice extends his hand.]

Wilden: And that's respect! Oliver might've taken the Dice to the limit tonight, this is what Path of Kings should be about!

[Oliver smiles and shakes his hand. Dice gives him and nod then rolls out of the ring. The crowd begins to stir a little though, and out of nowhere Rey Peirce slides into the ring behind Oliver, steel chair in hand.]

Wilden: Wait a minute! Rey Peirce just entered the ring, he's got a damn steel chair! And now Oliver turns around, AND HE GETS WHACKED WITH THE STEEL CHAIR! OLIVER'S BRAINS JUST GOT SCRAMBLED WITH THAT STEEL CHAIR!

Hart: HA HA, how's that steel taste!

Wilden: And Mikalah looks like's gonna bow up to him, I don't know how smart this is...

Hart: Not so fast, look who it is is!

Wilden: Oh no, it's Kendall! Kendall just ran in and grabbed Mikalah! And Peirce stomps away at the head of Jake Oliver, after Dice spiked Oliver in the mat, hit him in the head with the fist drop, then Peirce cracks him over the head with the chair, he's trying to take Oliver out, no doubt!

[The crowd explodes as Alex Kayman charges down to the ring and slides into the ring and knocks Peirce off his feet with a right hand!]

Wilden: And thank God for Alex Kayman!

Hart: No, no, he's ruining everything!

Wilden: Alex Kayman is gonna...wait a minute, Carnage just came down the ramp, he's got a kendo stick in hand, Carnage is in the ring, and he cracks Kayman in the back! And now Peirce quickly back to his feet, and now they both beatdown Kayman! They're forcing Kayman into the corner sternum first, I don't know what's gonna happen here...

[Peirce picks up the steel chair again and holds it against Kayman's back. Christian Carnage backs into the opposite corner, then runs forward at full steam, jumping up and driving his knees into the chair.]

Wilden: AND THAT BROODBROOK BUSTER! The doubles knees put into the chair that crashed into the back of Alex Kayman, who collapses in a heap on the mat! Kayman collapses in a heap, and now Peirce is pointing at Jake Oliver! And...oh no, Peirce is grabbing the chair again! Enough is enough!

[Mikalah finally gets away from Kendall Lane and throws herself on top of Jake Oliver to protect him. Carnage hands Peirce a microphone, and Peirce grabs Mikalah by the hair and yanks her up.]

Wilden: Don't you dare hurt her!

Peirce: When your boys wake-up, make sure you tell 'em that WE are the future, that WE are the number one contenders, and we WILL be the NEW Tag Team Champions, and that there's nothing you, or these chumpstains can do about it, BITCH!

[Rey Peirce throws Mikalah to the ground and laughs his head off as TMHTTE's music cues. Kendall holds Rey Peirce and Christian Carnage's hands above their head as Alex lays crumpled in the fetal position, clutching his ribs, while Mikalah tends to Oliver.]

Wilden: This is despicable, Robbie! The Most Hardcore Tag Team Ever blindside the team that should be the number one contenders, and I'm damn sure that they won't be reprimanded!

Hart: TKO did the same thing! How can you even complain about it!

Wilden: This is completely different! I'll never say they didn't deserve repercussions, but this is steel chairs and broken bodies, this is different! And after that match to boot!

Hart: A few people got what they deserved, Lance – that’s all there is to it!

Wilden: Folks, we’ll be back after this short commercial break!

[Muru sits on a bench in front of a row of lockers lacing up his boots. A knock is heard at the door and then Josh Cantrell steps in the locker room, still in street clothes.]

Cantrell: We gonna do this?

Muru: I don't think we have much of a choice. Tony Awesome has a way of getting what he wants.

Cantrell: I just don't like this. If it were a tournament match it'd be a different story, but I got no reason to fight you. The people...

[Cantrell pauses and can hear the alternating chant's of "Can-trell' and "Mooooooo" billowing from inside the arena.]

Cantrell: ...shouldn't have to root against one or the other of us, we're the only guys around here they have to root for.

Muru: That may be true, but as you may have noticed I haven't been able to get in the ring much lately. Sure I don't like this anymore then you do, but what are our options? Should we just not give a damn and not do it? Like it or not, Tony signs the checks and what he says goes. I would hate for you to be reduced to what I have become.

Cantrell: That ain't gonna happen, but you are right we really don't have a choice. I just hate to beat up the only person around here I actually like.

Muru: This isn't the first time we have been in the ring together like you told Tony, but I know where you are coming from. I respect what you are doing and how you have come through after all Awesome has done. The thing is I have more to prove then you. It wasn't but a few weeks ago you were getting a cWo title shot.

Cantrell: One way or another I'm getting another one too, like I said after I put Rick Sullivan’s nose on the back of his head, no one is safe. The stuff you've been through the last few weeks has been ridiculous, and it's got the entire world behind you, myself included. I wanna see you succeed. Tonight, we can go out there and give these people one hell of a Main Event, but if you happen to make it out of your bracket which I'm rooting for you to do, and we were to face off in the finals it's gonna be a totally different match.

Muru: Just remember you need to come out of your bracket as well. As for tonight the fans may not want to see us face each other but I am sure they won't mind seeing one hell of a match. The folks here in Boise better prepare to see "The Greatest Show on Earth" cause that is exactly what we are going to give them.

[The crowd pops loudly as Muru finishes lacing up his boots and Cantrell extends a hand to help him up off the bench.]

Cantrell: No hard feelings when I beat you right?

Muru: IF you beat me.

[Cantrell just smiles at Muru who returns the gesture as the camera fades to a commercial]

Commercial Break

[Devon Dice is walking walk to his security post after his match with Jake Oliver. He is met half way by a couple security officers who seem to be out of breath]

Security 1: Mr. Dice I am afraid we have bad news to report.

Security 2: Lamont Dalmon was able to overtake us during you match and now he is loose somewhere in the building.

Devon Dice: jkhsjkfhskjfhjfjkfw

Security 1: We tried to stop him but he was just two powerful. A couple our the staff is being treated by the medical crew.

Security 2: The rest of us are scouring the building looking for him but thus far he has eluded us.

Devon Dice: ksfkdjsafklswfkljsklfjdslk!

[The two security officers take off continuing their search for Lamont as the cameras fade back to ringside]

Hart: Oh no, Lance! Lamont Dalmon is loose in the building!

Wilden: So what? He has a right to be here – especially after last week’s fiasco.

Hart: We need to hire some new security officials – those guys looked a little round around the waistline, didn’t they? No wonder Lamont got away so easily!

Wilden: Nevertheless – before the break, we also saw that the match between Josh Cantrell and Muru tonight will be the cause behind a deteriorating relationship!

Hart: That’s fine with me – let them both kill each other then, and we won’t have to worry about any type of a relationship between the two.

Wilden: It seems as if all the issues that were raised by myself and Robbie have been put to rest and we can look forward to a good match tonight!

Hart: What about this next one coming up? I was looking forward to seeing Jack Union being beat down by a rejuvenated Mr. Rich as my final event of the evening!

Wilden: Up next, we are going to see Jack Union vs Mr. Rich, who is making his first appearance with cWo since being "fired" as the manager of Johnny Serious.

Hart: Well, Mr. Rich not only let Johnny Serious down, but he let all of those SERIOUS fans out there down as well.

Wilden: What fans?

Muru: Muru: The following match is a first round match in the Southern Division of the Path Of Kings Tournament, and the Main Event of the evening!

[Mr. Rich makes his way onto the stage as there is no music for him. He is wearing a flannel shirt and jeans instead of the suit he usually wears.]

Muru: Making his way to the ring, from Manhattan, N.Y., weighing in at two hundred and 54 pounds, Miiiissstttteeerrrr Riiiiiicccchhhh!

Wilden: Things have certainly taking turns for the worst for Mr. Rich after he lost his fortune to Mr. Fiasco...I mean he has lost his wife, his money, and his friendship.

Hart: And it appears he has lost his rights to his entrance music too. Very Quiet....usually I am used to the money balls firing out of the corners of the ring, but not this time.

[Mr. Rich enters the rings to a mix of boos and cheers as A movie trailer voice blares over the speakers as the arena lights dim.

'In 1972, a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. These men promptly escaped a maximum security stockade to the Los Angeles underground. Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can hire...someone...'

'...however, if you're not a retro jackass, and you have a real problem, such as serious entertainment deficiency, a lack of greatness, or if you need your next fix of awesomeness, don't waste your time hiring a bunch of idiots. Just sit back, relax, take a deep breath, and chant your ass off for the one...'

'...the only...'

'...JACCCCKKKKKK...'

'....UUUUNNIONN!!'

'Carry On Wayward Son' plays as Jack Union sprints down to the ring]

Muru: Making his way down to the ring, from London, England, weighing in at 280 pounds, JAAACCCKKKK UUUUNNNNIIIOOOONNNNN

Wilden: Muru does have a talent for this ring announcer business...the man should be a full time wrestler, but he is good...

Hart: This moron is at it again, running down the ring and wasting his energy. Remember this Union...Mr. Rich did hang out with SERIOUSLY DANGEROUS...

Wilden: Let me just say this...Jack Union should remember that Mr. Rich was once handing him beat downs with Johnny Serious, so there is probably some bad blood between these two. And you figure, it has to be going through Union's mind...WILL JOHNNY SERIOUS be out here tonight...

Hart: There is no need to be thinking such things, SERIOUS has no interest in this match...it doesn't even matter if SERIOUS wins the Path Of Kings, he has a guaranteed title shot with Nick Dangerous.

[Union enters the ring, and the ref signals for the bell]

DING DING DING

Wilden: Look at the eyes of Union, he has not taking his eyes off Mr. Rich yet. This is a man determined to win this tournament. He is coming off a win against SERIOUS at Will of a Warrior...

Hart; A Controversial decision!

Wilden: Union won that match fair Robbie and you know it.

[Mr. Rich and Union circle each other in the ring. The two men go for a grapple in the center of the ring. Union grabs Mr. Rich, tosses him against the ropes and fires back with a shoulder, knocking Mr. Rich to the ground.]

Wilden: And Rich gets up a little wobble, walks towards Union and pushes him but Union gives Mr. Rich a right fist to the face and Mr. Rich goes back down to the mat.

Hart: Why do we continue to give Jack Union a shot at this title. He makes so many attempts but always fall short. I think Nick Dangerous makes a fine champion and he shouldn't have to give anyone a shot.

Wilden: Mr. Rich is up now, wiping his hair back and Robbie, I'm not sure if you have noticed this, but there is a bit of confidence showing in the face of Mr. Rich.

Hart: Mr. Rich is a veteran in this sport, but the man is just to old Lance. He doesn't have it in him anymore. It's not surprising that SERIOUS got smart and fired him.

Wilden: Well, Rich goes for a test of strength with Union and the two men lock hands but Mr. Mr. Rich with a kick to the gut and now he pushes Union to the turnbuckles and unleashes some heavy duty chops to the chest. Robbie, Mr. Rich did not come here to lose tonight.

[Mr. Rich goes for a right hand to Union]

Wilden: And blocked by Union as now Union throws another fist to Mr. Rich and Mr. Rich goes down and quickly rolls over to the side and gets back up in the opposite corner but Union follows with a kick to Mr. Rich.

Hart: I told you, Mr. Rich is just too old for this match. It's sad too, cause he is making Union look better then he really is.

[Union tosses Mr. Rich into the opposite corner. Mr. Rich bounces back and Union tosses Mr. Rich over his shoulder]

Wilden: And ooohhh...Mr. Rich down hard and Union right now in charge of this match as Mr. Rich is now on his knees begging for mercy in the corner.

[Union goes towards Mr. Rich fast]

Wilden:...And Rich has now grabbed the ref in front of him, preventing Union from attacking him. A defensive, desperate move from Mr. Rich!

Hart: That is how Mr. Rich was so successful in his matches. He is much smarter then the dumb Jack Union.

[Mr. Rich gets off his knees]

Wilden: Mr. Rich is back up and he is trying to slow this match down now.

Hart: That is how Mr. Rich works. He is not one of the fast movers. He wears you down, gets you tired. It's a classic style that isn't seen much today, but it is what made Mr. Rich a great wrestler in the past.

Wilden: Union takes a step back there.

Hart: Well he is looking around. Union is a man with no trust!

Wilden: He probably wants to make sure that someone like Johnny Serious doesn't come down. And this may go to Mr. Rich's advantage.

Hart: It definitely does. Union, the moron that he is, is not concentrating on the match in front of him.

[Mr. Rich goes for another test of strength. Union grabs a hand of Mr. Rich and...]

Wilden: ...A Poke to the eyes by Mr. Rich. And now Mr. Rich Irish Whips Union!

[Union hits ropes and returns]

Wilden:...And Mr. Rich with an elbow to the face of Union. Union is down. And now Mr. Rich with a series of Elbow Drops to the face of Union. Mr. Rich goes for the cover...

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Wilden: And a kick-out by Union. Mr. Rich gets up, grabs Union by the hair and hoists Union up.

[Mr. Rich has Union up in the air for several seconds]

Wilden:...and a Vertical Suplex by Mr. Rich, showing that at 49, he still has some amazing strength.

Hart: And Mr. Rich may pull out the surprise win right here....

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Wilden: Union kicks out and this match continues and it is really surprising how well Mr. Rich is fairing in this match.

[Mr. Rich walks over to Union, who is lying on his back. He grabs the right leg of Union and begins kicking Union in the groin.]

Hart: This is Mr. Rich being tactical. Expect him to work on this area of the body. This is how he has made a living Lance.

Wilden; Mr. Rich is now going for the Figure Four Leg Lock. AND HE HAS IT LOCKED!!!!!!!!

[Union is wailing his arms in pain as the ref asks him if he submits.]

Wilden: Union shakes his head no

Hart: Come on Union, just give up...it's not like he has a chance in this tournament anyways.

Wilden: Union, fighting off his urge to submit begins to rock back and forth.......AND HE HAS REVERSED THE HOLD!!!!!!!!!!

[Mr. Rich lets out a loud scream before releasing the hold.]

Hart: Union just got lucky...

Wilden: Maybe so, as I believe Mr. Rich still holds the advantage in this match as he gets up quickly.

[Mr. Rich backs up and delivers a knee drop to the face of Jack Union]

Wilden: And Mr. Rich goes for the pin again....

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Wilden: And Union kicks out again!!!!!

[Mr. Rich, surprised, picks Union up and goes to Irish Whip Union but...]

Wilden...And Union with the reverse and sends Mr. Rich to the ropes and Rich coming back....UNION JUMPS ON RICH AND BEGINS SENDING FISTS TO MR. RICH LIKE A BAR ROOM BRAWL!!!!!!!

[Union stands up]

Wilden: Union climbing the turnbuckles and there he goes with the flying Elbow...

Hart: Now is the time where Union should go for the cover but I just know he is going to do that stupid Glory Drop crap!

Wilden: Right you are Robbie and the fans are getting excited as Union signals for the fan favorite move...

[Union runs to one side of the rope, bounces of and runs to the opposite side, bounces off, and goes for the Glory Drop...]

Wilden: ...and Mr. RICH PULLS THE REF IN THE WAY OF JACK UNION AND THE REF IS KNOCKED OUT....

Hart: Smart move by the veteran, desperate but smart...

Wilden: Union goes to check on the ref who is knocked out in the corner and WHAT IS JOHNNY SERIOUS DOING OUT HERE!!!!!!!!

[Johnny Serious walks out to the ring and rolls in..Jack Union turns around and the two stare each other down...]

Wilden: I don't think Johnny Serious wants to wait till next week to take part in the Path Of Kings....and I am sure Mr. Rich has to be thinking "thank God Serious has come to his senses"

Hart: I don't know what Mr. Rich is thinking right now but he is getting to his feet and....

Wilden: Serious and Union staring each other down and now SERIOUS TAKES A STEP TOWARDS UNION....

Hart: It's ON!!!!!!!

Wilden: WAIT...SERIOUS TURNS AROUND AND.....

Hart: MR. RICH JUST GOT SERIOUS'D!!!!!!!!!

Wilden: What the hell is going on...

[Johnny Serious slides out of the ring]

Wilden: And now as SERIOUS backs out he is pointing to his eyes and then to Union...

Hart: Kind of like I'm Watching you...

Wilden: You may be right Robbie, and Union, who is standing in the ring, looks stunned...but...

Hart: I don't see him rushing out to "take revenge" on Johnny...I think he is going to take the coward’s way out....

Wilden: As SERIOUS heads back stage, Union walks over to Mr. Rich and picks him up.....and IT'S THE UNION JACK...UNION JACK ON MR. RICH, add insult to injury and now UNION GOES FOR THE PIN AND THE REF IS CRAWLING OVER TO THE COVER...

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THREE!!!!!!!!!

DING DING DING

Wilden: And UNION IS MOVING ON!!!!!!!!!!!

Hart: What a cheap victory!

Muru: Here is your WINNER....JAAAACCCCKKKKK UUUUUNNNNNIIIIIOOOONNNNN

Hart: I always knew that JACK UNION was a cheater and would stoop to any level to win a match...

Wilden: Though I am a bit surprised that Jack Union would stand by and let Johnny Serious interfere, I understand why Jack Union had to win this match...he want's a shot at the title like everyone else...


[Carry On Wayward Son' plays as Jack Union celebrates in the ring as Muru Exits the ring area]

Hart: Look at this idiot, celebrating, like he just won the superbowl. The man couldn't even win on his own.

Wilden: I am interested to see why SERIOUS would allow Union to win this match...I don't know, maybe he is hoping for a rematch later in the tournament. I don't know.....

[Union exits the ring as Mr. Rich is trying to get to his feet}

Wilden: And wait a minute....JOHNNY SERIOUS IS BACK OUT HERE AND HE HAS JUST ENTERED THE RING AND IS BASHING THE HELL OUT OF MR. RICH....MY GOD SOMEBODY STOP THIS....

[Serious is unloading a set of punches to the face of Mr. Rich.]

Hart: Look at your hero Jack Union now, just walking away, letting Serious do this.

Wilden: Do you blame the guy after what Mr. Rich and Johnny Serious did to Jack Union and Dave Rivers weeks before...

[Johnny Serious rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair and then rolls back into the ring. He lifts the chair in the air as the ref tries to stop him but SERIOUS just tosses the ref out of the air and...]

Wilden: And now SERIOUS IS SMACKING SERIOUS IN THE HEAD WITH THAT CHAIR...MR. RICH IS A BLOODY MESS!!!!!!!!!!

Hart: And there is the Gorgeous Evette standing on the Entrance Ramp just watching...

Wilden: What an EVIL BITCH, just letting JOHNNY SERIOUS HURT HER HUSBAND LIKE THAT...

[SERIOUS DROPS THE CHAIR AND THEN LIFTS MR. RICH....]

Wilden: Mr. RICH JUST GOT SERIOUS'D ON THAT STEEL CHAIR...THIS IS JUST TOO DISTURBING. AND NOW SERIOUS PICKS UP THE CHAIR AND CONTINUES TO SMACK IT AGAINST THE LEG OF MR. RICH!!!!!!!!!!! HOW CAN EVETTE JUST STAND THERE AND CLAP!!!!!!!

[Finally, Jack Union runs back out]

Hart: What the hell is he doing out here?

Wilden: Someone has had to come to the aid of Mr. Rich...

[Union slides in the ring as SERIOUS Slides out of the ring.]

Wilden: SERIOUS OUT OF THE RING AND ONCE AGAIN, POINTS TO HIS EYES AND THEN UNION!!!!!!!!

[Union walks over to Mr. Rich as EMT's coming running out as Union never keeps his eye off of Johnny Serious]

Wilden: I don't know Robbie, but I think Mr. Rich is severely hurt...

Hart: Well you should be asking yourself, why did it take so long for Union to come back out?

Wilden: It doesn't matter Robbie, he came out to help, and hopefully right in the nick of time...folks, we’re going to head to a commercial break, and when we get back, hopefully everything will be alright for Mr. Rich out here!

Commercial Break

[Jen Diamond walks down the hall towards the Omega lockerroom. Suddenly, loud grunting and the clanging of weights can be heard. Curious, she looks for the source of the sounds, reaching the weight room. She turns and looks in the room to see ASM facing the mirror and curling two gigantic weights. He grimaces and grunts loudly as he curls each one up. Jen stands in the doorway, mesmerized. ASM notices her, and stops between reps.]

ASM: You want something?

[Jen quickly rushes away from the door. ASM shakes his heads, then gets back to his workout and the camera fades back to ringside]

Wilden: What was that all about?

Hart: You’ve got me – I’m still thinking about how Heretic and Notorious JON put that loser to bed!

Wilden: Another egregious violation by OMEGA tonight, folks – it seems as if they’re openly trying to start a war with Andrew Fiasco.

Hart: And who wouldn’t? They’re liberating the oppressed, Lance! Get with the program!

Wilden: Alright folks – well, I think it’s about time for us to head down to the ring for our final match –

[Suddenly, the arena turns pitch black and the image of a crucifix appears on the screen]

Hart: Hmm – I wonder what nutball this is! Too easy!

[Over the loudspeakers, starting off quickly, are the riffs from Protest the Hero’s “Heretics and Killers”]

They called me the man with the blood of Christ HONESTYYYY
But tonight I drink with heathens and the finest blasphemies
In wine there's truth but in silence there's surrender
A screaming for the silence in stunned suspicious terror

[Pyrotechnics explode at the top of the ramp as the crucifix fades to a highlight reel of Christian Roman]

I built a temple in my life and used God to seal the pillars
After twenty years of fighting young heretics and killers
I watch my temple fall to pieces at the first signs of oncoming weather
Fell to my knees like Jesus in the cave, knew I would die

[As the smoke billows, the highlight reels comes to an end, focusing on the back of Christian Roman, littered with images of Christ and other religious icons]

But my lips could only say; I’m not your son so why have you forsaken me?
There's a hole in my heart but it just makes me unholy
Crucified that night and I walked away with alter-egos
Like the prison priest who preaches his dead and buried gospel

[As the smoke clears, Christian is seen to a large crowd approval. He slowly makes his way down the ramp with a serious look written across his face.]

While my faith is in ruins my duty still breathes strong
I'm a parrot in a cage just saying prayers to belong to a textbook
Of my crying, lying, dying history; a textbook Of my crying, lying, dying history; a textbook Of my crying; a textbook Of my lying ; a textbook of my dying ; a textbook Of my history.

[Christian slides into the ring and bounces off the ropes a few times, and then asks for the microphone from Muru]

Wilden: Ladies and gentlemen – this is completely unannounced. After Christian Roman viciously defeated Stephanie Bliss at Will of a Warrior and effectively ended her career here in the cWo – he’s been a ghost!

Hart: I would be too if I did that to a member of OMEGA!

Christian Roman: One down. Four to go. [crowd roars in approval] I apologize for my tardiness with making my voice heard over the last several weeks, but I’ve been doing a bit of soul searching…

Hart: And he’s decided to retire? Hooray!

Christian Roman:…and it’s about OMEGA. [crowd boos at the sound of the name] It’s an interesting feeling – one I haven’t felt in a long time, to realize that one has the power to end another person’s livelihood.

Wilden: He’s referencing Stephanie Bliss!

Hart: Really, Lance? I didn’t know!

Christian Roman: I’ve been through several emotions concerning the topic – but in the end, I’ve come to the realization. God has prevailed; in this battle between good and evil; many will fall – but those who fall will not be me. [crowd cheers] But that’s not why I’m out here – no, I’m out here because I need people to realize that each and every single person that comes into contact with OMEGA is now an enemy of the Lord.

Hart: What on Earth is he talking about?

Wilden: it sounds as if he’s making a declaration of war!

Christian Roman: I know I’ve said this time and time again; and I have failed in my quest time and time again to rid this company of pure evil. However, this time – this time I know that I will NOT fail. This time – I’m going systematically in my efforts. I thought it would be brave several years ago to confront OMEGA head on – all at once. But where has it led me?

Hart: To the nuthouse!

Christian Roman: I have to say though; without OMEGA, I would have no quest – I would have no reason to be here. Evil is something that needs to be stamped out to make for the coming of the Lord to purify all those who remain. I was once afraid of my God; once afraid of failing – but no more. After Will of a Warrior – I have realized. That power that I now have – that ability that is teeming with the Holy Spirit and God’s approval, will lead me down the path of victory.  OMEGA stands no chance – and neither do those who associate.  In my pocket – I have a video recording of something that happened a week or two ago at Driven; something that needs to be kept under wraps…

Wilden: I wonder what it is!

Hart: Do you think he’s going to tell us? Not a chance! This man’s a psycho – he’s going to continue being cryptic so we can all sit here and pretend that we’re putting a puzzle together!

Christian Roman: And with that said – a certain someone. A certain someone who has lost it all in the past few weeks will be very upset – especially since that certain someone is planning a rebound. The only thing I can say to this person, however, is that your guilt by association with OMEGA will lead you down a darkened path – one that is covered in the hatred and the evil of the devil. Return to the Lord, Chris – and you will be SAVED!

[With that, Roman drops the microphone as Protest the Hero’s “Heretics and Killers” tears throughout the arena. He raises his arms in the air as the camera fades to darkness]

[Backstage we see Nick Dangerous sitting at a chair, Nick's leg is heavily casted as he looks inquisitively at a TV screen as John Pilchard stands up from sitting on the bench behind Nick shaking his head in disapproval.]

John Pilchard: I just can't...I can't sit here and stay quiet anymore!

Nick Dangerous: Oh what's your problem now John!

Pilchard: Nick I've stood by your side for a long time, a looong long time, and I've stood around not questioning a single one of your decisions, but I don't know about this Lester Biggs guy.

Dangerous: What's your problem with him?

Pilchard: I mean come on! Doesn't it seem a bit too convenient? Lester Biggs, Chazz Mendel, advancing in a triple threat against ASM in the tournament?

Dangerous: I don't get what you're saying.

Pilchard: He's just giving Chazz Mendel an easy ride to the end of the tournament-

[Suddenly Pilchard's cut off by an opening of the door, cameras turn around to quickly catch a glimpse of a somewhat incensed look on his face.]

Johnny Serious: Oh I hope I'm not interrupting anything!

Dangerous: Not at all Johnny, what do you want.

Pilchard: *sigh*

Serious: Well I see your cast got bigger...that's good.

Dangerous: Doctor said it was necessary.

Serious: Did the doctor say how much longer you're gonna be wearing that thing yet?

Dangerous: He didn't.

Serious: Not even a rough estimate huh?

Dangerous: Not even an estimate. Listen, if you're still thinking about that Title shot.

Serious: Thinking about it? I can't get it out of my head.

[Nick begins clutching his title to his chest as he continues.]

Dangerous: Well get it out, because I need to ask a huge favor of you.

Serious: You're asking ME for a favor?

Dangerous: I can't do you your favor unless you do me this one last favor.

Serious: I can't believe you're even asking me-

Dangerous: Take it easy, pal. Tony Awesome is already giving me a hard time, I mean I'm injured and he's still expecting me to defend my title somehow with a broken leg. I thought he of all people would understand.

Serious: Then defend your title!

Dangerous: My leg is broken, you think I don't want to?

Serious: Well...

Dangerous: Listen, Johnny, my friend, Tony came in here just a while ago and made me an ultimatum, he's threatened that if I don't defend my title at the Pay Per View I'm gonna lose my title. I won't even have a say in the matter.

Serious: So where do I fit in all this.

Dangerous: Well my leg isn't gonna be in good shape by then.

Serious: Did your doctor say that?

Dangerous: I said that! I know my body Serious, so I need someone to take my spot in the ring for me, and you, being the only one I can trust, my friend, I need you to defend my title at Path of Kings.

Serious: You can't be SERIOUS!

Dangerous: I'm serious.

Serious: I'm starting to get SERIOUSLY tired of waiting for you to decide when your leg is better so we can have our match.

Dangerous: Hold on RIGHT there Johnny!

[Nick then attempts to get up, but hurts his foot trying to stand and falls back into his seat.]

Dangerous: Aaahhhh, John, help me!

[Pilchard quickly rushes to Nick's aid as Nick wraps his arm around Pilchard for support, as he uses his crutch for further support while Serious rolls his eyes.]

Dangerous: You're crossing the line Serious if you're calling this injury anything but legitimate. As a friend to you I've promised you a title shot, but if you can't keep this title around my waist until beyond Path of Kings, then I'm afraid I can't fulfill that promise.

[Johnny Serious bites his lower lip as he begins to look irate with Nick, as he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, he responds.]

Serious: I can't believe you're making me do this.

Dangerous: It's killing me, don't think this doesn't upset me.

Serious: Who's the contender gonna be?

Dangerous: Tony Awesome's working it out right now.

Serious: ....I'll do it.

Dangerous: Ha ha! Yes!

[Nick opens his arm for a hug but Serious holds out his palm, implying Nick to stop where he stands.]

Serious: IF, you swear to me, swear on our friendship, that the second that title is up for grabs and the number one contender is out of the way, you and I are gonna get this title shot in writing the SECOND you're one hundred percent.

Dangerous: Of course Johnny! Of course!

Serious: Shake on it.

Dangerous: You won't regret helping a friend out Johnny.

[The two shake hands, Nick a little more enthusiastically than Serious as the scene comes to a close.]

Commercial Break

[In the back Devon Dice is continuing to search for Lamont Dalmon. He enters one of the dressing rooms and steps into the center of it looking around. The door behind his closes with a bang and Lamont Dalmon is standing there]

Devon Dice: You are not supposed to be here tonight. I am going to have to escort you from the building.

Lamont Dalmon: Don't worry I won't be staying long. I just wanted to have a talk with you.

Devon Dice: I have nothing to say to people like you.

Lamont Dalmon: Then I suggest you just listen. Now I know we haven't had the greatest past with each other but last week you took things to far. You singled me out by the color of my skin and then proceeded to take me into a back room for a more thorough search. Then you did the unthinkable, you violated me and for that you are going to pay.

Devon Dice: Stand back, I have a taser!

Lamont Dalmon: Don't worry Dice I am not going to attack you right here and now. That would be too easy. I am going to wait until you least expect it. Until then I suggest you watch your backside. Oh by the way you may want to sanitize this.

[Lamont tosses a night stick to Dice and he catches it in his right hand. Lamont then leaves Dice alone in the room. Dice looks down at the night stick and then realizes what Lamont meant. He drops it with a thud on the floor]

Devon Dice: Gross....

[Dice gives a disgruntled face as the camera returns to ringside]

Hart: Did he put that where I think he put that?

Wilden: I don’t know if I want to know – but ladies and gentlemen, big news before the break! Before we headed to our commercial – Christian Roman made an accusation for someone named Chris – and we’re assuming down here that it’s Chris Michaels!

Hart: I don’t know what you’re talking about – maybe it was just to himself! Look at how he can shorten his name – it’s possible you know!

Wilden: Nevertheless – and also before the break folks, Nick Dangerous has decided that because he can no longer compete due to injury – he’s giving his World Title to Johnny Serious on loan to defend!

Hart: That poor man – do you know how long he had to roll this over in his head and figure it out? It must have heart broken him!

Wilden: I still feel that there’s something up his sleeve that we’re not finding out about – but you never know, maybe Nick really is injured!

Hart: Of course he is, Lance! Did you see the size of that cast on his leg?

Wilden: It’s time for the Main Event, as we’ll see two fan favorites face off. I don’t like this match up at all.

Hart: I hope they beat each other to death.

[“Ladies and Gentlemen” by Saliva begins playing on on the cWo tron a picture of the earth is seen. The earth then explodes as pyro and explosions fill the arena. The entrance ramp is filled with smoke and Muru then walks out through the fog with a microphone in hand.]

Muru: Ladies and Gentlemen this is your Main Event of the evening, introducing first and currently on the way to the ring, I stand 6’2” and weigh 225lbs, I am Muuuuuuruuuuuu!!!!

[The crowd goes crazy for Muru as he walks up the steps and into the ring. The lights dim and red fog fills the entrance way with red lights shining through them. Static is quickly replaced on the cWo Tron with the words “Full Circle” written in red on a black background and "Full Circle" by Drowning Pool begins playing. When the words begin Josh Cantrell steps out on the ramp and walks through the smoke. He slowly makes his way to the ring acknowledged the cheers of the fans along the way. Cantrell locks eyes with Muru who raises the microphone again.]

Muru: And my opponent, standing 6’4” and weighing 248lbs, this is “The Product of Hate” Josh Cantrelllllll!!!!

Wilden: Listen to these people, they are going nuts for “The Product of Hate”. Cantrell looks focused on the task at hand even though he doesn’t want to fight the only person in cWo he really considers a friend.

Hart: He’ll wrestle who ever Tony Awesome tells him to.

[Muru drops the mic and even holds the ropes for Cantrell to enter the ring, The two circle each other and the bells sounds.]

DING DING DING

Wilden: There’s the bell and this one is underway. Muru shoots in for a collar and elbow tie up but Cantrell snatches him into a standing side headlock. Two quick shots to the gut by Muru and the hold is broken. Muru whips Cantrell to the ropes and nails a Japanese Arm Drag. Cantrell quickly hops back to his feet and eats a drop kick from Muru. Cantrell is back up but not as quickly this time and Muru springboards off the middle rope going for a back elbow… NO! Cantrell caught him in mid-air and puts him over his shoulder. Josh charges the turnbuckles and sends Muru into them back first. What a way to start this one!

Hart: I can’t hear you, these idiots are cheering too loud.

Wilden: Cantrell drops Muru and applies a rear chin lock. He’s really cranking back on that move, but he’s not using the vicious forearm shots that he usually does when has someone in this position. I can’t really understand this… Josh seems to be showing something we’ve never seen from him and that’s sympathy. This could be a huge mistake, Muru defeated an absolute monster last week.

Hart: He got lucky, he’s a ring announcer after all.

Wilden: Muru is trying to fight back to a vertical base and he’s forced Cantrell to break the rear chin lock. Jawbreaker! Cantrell staggers back and Muru bounces off the ropes, Hurricanrana coming up, Cantrell blocks it! He’s holding onto Muru and he lifts him up, Running Powerbomb! Cantrell just went corner to corner with a huge Running Powerbomb. Johnny Williams drops down to count!

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Wilden: Just a one count before Muru kicks out, what heart!

Hart: Why? Stay down, make it end.

Wilden: Cantrell stands up and looks down at Muru. The Product of Hate goes to pick him up off the mat… School Boy by Muru, he just rolled up Cantrell.

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Wilden: Barely a two and Cantrell powers out. Muru almost stole this one. The chants keep alternating between Cantrell and Muru, the fans at ringside can’t decide who to root for.

Hart: They’re both losers so it doesn’t matter.

Wilden: Cantrell’s back to his feet and smiles at Muru. Muru returns the gesture and points to his temple as a sign of intelligence. Oh No! The smile disappeared quickly and Josh just smacked the taste out of Muru’s mouth. Muru fires back with a right hand and these two are exchanging punches. Quick spinning back kick to midsection doubles Muru over and Cantrell applies a double underhook. He lifts Muru upside down and looks to be going for a Double Underhook Brainbuster.

CLAP CLAP CLAP

[All eyes are drawn to the rampway where Chazz and Reg Mendel stand along with Lester Biggs who has a microphone in hand. All three men clap until Cantrell notices this and puts sits Muru down.]

Biggs: Bravo Boys, you all are putting on a five star match. Nothing like the Main Event last week but it’s still a hell of a match.

Wilden: What is the meaning of this? These men made a travesty out of last weeks Main Event by finding a loophole in the Path of Kings Tournament and now they’ve interrupted this match. The fans are letting him have it!

Hart: Shhh, this man seems to be a friend of our World Champion, let him speak.

[Boos fill the arena as Biggs continues to speak.]

Biggs: Listen to these people, they’re blinded by you Josh, just like my baby sister was a couple years ago. I’ve come here to end you once and for all.

[Cantrell has heard enough and demands a microphone of his own.]

Cantrell: Then bring your ass to this ring and end me! You and your new buddy Mendel look ready to compete, lets make this a tag match, cause me and Moo here would much rather beat on you guys than each other.

[Biggs and The Mendel’s seem amused by Cantrell’s challenge.]

Biggs: Nah…not tonight. We just wanted to let the two of you know since you’re looked at as a couple of the favorites in this little tournament exactly who was winning…

[Before Biggs can continue, Andrew Fiasco appears on the cWo Tron.]

Fiasco: Actually, I like Cantrell’s idea. Tony Awesome may have made this match, but I’m changing it. Mr. Williams, this match is now a tag team match, Josh Cantrell and Muru versus Chazz Mendel and Lester Biggs!

Wilden: Oh my god! Andrew Fiasco just made a power play and has turned this one on one match between Josh Cantrell and Muru into a tag team match. Biggs and The Mendels are beside themselves but they are reluctantly walking towards the ring.

Hart: This can’t be happening! Tony Awesome will have something to say about this.

Wilden: I’m sure he will, but right now we’ve got ourselves tag team match and there’s no question in my mind or these fans who to root for now.

[Biggs takes his place on the apron and Chazz enters the ring. Cantrell and Muru discuss who will start and decide that it will be Cantrell. Josh looks over at Biggs and makes thrusting motions before mouthing the words, ”I boned your sister!”. Upon seeing this Biggs talks Chazz into letting him start the match.

DING DING DING

Wilden: Some mind games here by Josh Cantrell and he’ll be starting this one off against the far less experienced Lester Biggs. Biggs charges at Cantrell and Josh sends him over with a hiptoss, and another, and another. Backdrop by Cantrell and the Product of Hate is on fire! Cantrell tags in Muru.

Hart: This just isn’t fair, Muru’s a midget and he looks gigantic next to Lester Biggs.

Wilden: That’s nonsense and you know it. Muru is 6’2, he’s by no means a midget, but Biggs is definitely the smallest man in this match. Biggs slowly gets to his feet and Muru hits a springboard DDT that drops him right back down. Biggs begins desperately crawling towards the corner but Muru grabs his foot and pulls him back to the center of the ring. Muru looks to be going for the Figure Four! He’s got it locked in.

Hart: He’s huge! He’s going to break that poor skinny black man’s leg.

Wilden: Before Muru can lock it Chazz jumps into the ring and breaks it up. The referee sends Mendel back to his corner and the distraction allows Biggs to nail a well placed boot to the groin of Muru dropping him to his knees. Biggs lunges for the corner and makes the tag to Chazz. Mendel immediately nails a kick to the face of Muru that drops him to the mat. Standing Moonsault by Mendel and he hooks the leg!

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2…

Wilden: Kickout by Muru! Muru is in trouble here. First he wrestled Josh Cantrell for almost 10 minutes and now a low blow by Biggs and that standing Moonsault from Chazz Mendel. He really needs to make the tag to Cantrell. Chazz pulls Muru to his feet and whips him into the neutral corner. Muru staggers out of the corner and Mendel plants him face first into the mat with a Bulldog. Chazz leaps up to the top rope. Could he be going for The Fated Circle?

Hart: Let’s hope so, cause Muru’s won’t be kicking out of that.

Wilden: No 450 Splash attempt by Mendel but Muru got his knees up and now Chazz is hurting. Both men begin crawling towards their corner. Chazz makes the tag to Lester a split second before Muru tags Cantrell. Biggs stops dead in his tracks as Cantrell charges full steam at him and sends him flipping head over heels with a huge clothesline. Cantrell yanks Biggs to his feet and picks him up with one arm, I’ve never seen Josh Cantrell use a Choke Slam before, NO! He turns it into a backbreaker. What power by Cantrell he held Biggs in the air for a good 10 seconds before dropping him across his knee.

Hart: Power? The guy weighs a 100lbs.

Wilden: He’s listed at 160lb but that’s still impressive. Cantrell now pulls Biggs back up and places him across his shoulders. He’s looking for Driven by Hate and is he hits this it’s as good as over. Here comes Chazz! No Muru’s back in and he cuts him off. Muru clotheslines Mendel over the ropes and to the floor and they begin fighting on the floor. Muru drops Chazz with a DDT and hops back up on the apron. Blind tag by Muru and he’s climbing to the top rope while Cantrell still has Biggs in position. DRIVEN BY HATE! Immediately followed by MURU SPLASH. Chazz tries to get into the ring but Cantrell kicks him away as Muru hooks the leg.

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[Muru stands up from covering Biggs and Chazz pulls Lester out of the ring by his foot and Chazz and Reg help Biggs to his feet and they begin walking backwards up the ramp. Muru grabs a microphone.]

Muru: Ladies and Gentelement, your winners, the team of “The Product of Hate” Josh Cantrell and… ME!!!

[The crowd explodes as Cantrell raises Muru’s hand in the middle of the ring.]

Hart: I think I’m going to be sick.

Wilden: What a way to close the show folks, Cantrell and Muru stand victorious over Chazz Mendel and Lester Biggs! We’re out of time, for Robbie Hart, I'm Lance Wilden saying good night and we'll see you next week!