[The scene opens with Chazz Mendel busting into the Mendel Family lockerroom. Andrew Mendel has a lady on each arm and looks none too happy to see his brother interrupt.]

Andrew Mendel: Uh, excuse me for a second, ladies...[walks over to Chazz] what the hell is this all about?

Chazz Mendel: I just got my credit card bill, that's what!

Andrew: The card you've been missing for the past month? So what, some little chumpstain used your credit card, call the authorities and man up.

Chazz: This isn't just some "chumpstain" as you so eloquently put it, Andrew. This chumpstain is Dad!

[Andrew's entire demeanor changes. He looks at the two girls on his couch.]

Andrew: Alright, out! The both of you, out, now!

Girls: But Andy...

Andrew: OUT!!! O-W-T, OUUT!!

[The girls sulk and leave and Andrew slams the door behind him.]

Andrew: How do you know it's Dad?

Chazz: I've got the bills to AT&T, the bill for the iPhone, Starbucks, the new clothes, all right here! And I'm willing to bet he found a way to use some of your cash too, man.

Andrew: Hell yeah he has. He's been borrowing money from me left and right, then when I ask for it back, he rips into me like I just asked him to part ways with his autographed Wayne Gretzky jersey. I can't get a lock on him, though. I try and dig up the truth about Pops but I can't, it's like he's a ninja or something!

Chazz: Have you even seen him since last week?

Andrew: No, but I did see two round-trip tickets to Maui in his hotel room before he came in and threatened to rip out my intestine and hang me with them.

Chazz: Two round-trip...to Maui? You know how Dad feels about the Japanese.

Andrew: ...Hawaiians aren't Japanese, Chazz.

Chazz: Yeah, but how do you expect Dad to know the difference?

[Andrew thinks of this for a minute, then shrugs.]

Andrew: Yeah, you're probably right.

Chazz: What is going on man, I'm just so...

Andrew: You know, Chazz. [takes a deep breath] It'll be okay. You know why? Because tonight, I'm going to do something that'll put us both in a better mood.

Chazz: Oh really? What's that?

Andrew: I'm going to officially induct Thaddeus Walker into the Mendel family clan.

Chazz: [eyes widen]That's supposed to make me feel better HOW!? I mean, isn't this something we should run by Dad?

Andrew: Dad is in Maui with God knows who doing God knows what! And as the eldest member of the Mendel family clan currently on North American soil, tonight, Thaddeus Walker will cease to exist...and Thaddeus Mendel will be born!

[Andrew smiles and Chazz looks confused.]

Andrew: [puts an arm around Chazz] Walk with me, little brother, talk with me.

[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. Andrew Fiasco is seen announcing that Digital Mortality will advance to the second round of the Path of Kings tournament; Chris Michaels is seen defeating Landon Dalmon after interference from Devon Dice; Christian Roman is seen raising his arms in the air after felling J.J. Carter; and finally, Johnny Serious is seen making it through a Dow Jones from Mr. Rich, and picking up the win against Zach Dangerous as the camera fades to the cWo logo and a familiar voice is heard]

Wilden: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Phoenix, ARIZONA!

[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 their arms in the air, pointing to their cWo t-shirts and screaming incoherently. 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: Folks, welcome to Driven! My name’s Lance Wilden, and I’m alongside my longtime running mate Robbie Hart – and we’ve got a hell of a show in store for you. Tonight we advance to the Quarterfinals of the Path of Kings tournament! But first – what were we seeing with Andrew and Chazz Mendel? What are these two up to?

Hart: I don't know, but Thaddeus is going to become a member of the Mendel clan tonight! I knew there was a reason I came to Phoenix this week – and you know what, it’s about time that the tournament advances! That holdover was killing me, Lance – it took four weeks to sort out that mess, and now we’ve just got to sort through the guys that got “lucky.”

Wilden: A few of them were a bit more than lucky, Robbie – but your idol Johnny Serious had a bit of that on his side last week!

Hart: It’s called tremendous resolve! Johnny Serious is a warrior!

Wilden: Last week, we saw Johnny Serious brutally attack Mr. Rich after their main event match last night in an act of cowardness. We have found out earlier today that Mr. Rich will be out of action for 4-8 weeks with a concussion.

Hart: I'm sure he'll be missed.

Wilden: Mr. Rich was working on a comeback, but this is just another setback for the veteran after a month of huge disappointments.

Hart: It's a sign....give up old man!

Wilden: We wish him a fast and speedy recovery but a concussion is a serious injury and has been known to end careers.

Hart: And hopefully one more!

Wilden; I don't think that is called for Robbie. But folks, to stay on topic, tonight, we showcase the competitors who have made it past the first round of the Path of Kings tournament – to highlight our evening, ASM, Lester Biggs, and Chazz Mendel will all be stepping into the ring together!

Hart: As it should be – there needs to be two men to take down that axe wielding maniac!

Wilden: But it’s not a handicap match – it’s claimed as a triple threat match!

Hart: Bah! How is that possible? Both Lester and Chazz won their matches, therefore, it should be a handicap match!

Wilden: Ugh – also up tonight folks, Muru steps into the ring against giant of a man in Dr. Jim Eisele –

Hart: He’s going down! He can’t fell this tree!

Wilden: You can’t stand either of these two on any given day – what’s making you choose Dr. Jim Eisele this week? I know you’ll just berate him later on in the evening!

Hart: But come on! Muru’s the ring announcer – he can’t do anything!

Wilden: Also up tonight folks, Josh Cantrell steps into the ring against “Fearless” Rick Steele, who pulled off quite a surprising victory in the first round of the Path of Kings tournament –

Hart: And he’s going to pull off another one tonight – I guarantee it!

Wilden: Robbie – all of your friends are in matches tonight! Muru and Josh Cantrell – you must be in a delirious state of ecstasy!

Hart: Just remind me when they come up, Lance, so I can hit the bathroom for all of them!

Wilden: Alright folks, in just a few moments – Jen Diamond and Sean Pason are set to square off against one another in the ring!

Hart: This is another idea coming out of the sick mind of Andrew Fiasco! Pitting OMEGA members against one another in an effort to drive a wedge between the group!

Wilden: I don’t think that was his intention at all – the deck just happened to stand that way!

Hart: Oh yeah? But who made the deck, Lance? Let’s not forget that!

Wilden: Alright, folks – we’r egoing to head down to the ring right now where Muru is ready to start us off this evening!

Muru: The following Path of Kings Quaterfinals match is set for one fall! Introducing first, representing Omega and weighing in at 160lbs.. here is Jen Diamond!

["Search and Destroy" plays and the crowd boos as the members of Omega: Notorious JON, Heretic, Jen Diamond and Sean Pason come to the ring. Muru quickly exits, not wanting to be outnumbered. Jen Diamond and Sean Pason stand at opposite sides of the ring as Notorious JON and Heretic climb to the outside.]

[DING DING DING]

Wilden: This one's underway, and it looks like we're gonna have a match against two members of a team that came out here together.

Hart: Omega is about solidarity, but they've never shied away from facing each other. This one should be a good one.

[Jen Diamond and Sean Pason get face to face, then they quickly back up. They count off, and then proceed to play Rock, Paper, Scissors. The crowd boos as Jen Diamond throws paper and Pason throws Rock. ]

Wilden: Oh come on, what's this?!

Hart: Paper covers rock!

Wilden: But this is supposed to be a wrestling match!

[They count off again, then shoot. Jen Diamond throws scissors, Pason throws Rock.]

Hart: Rock beats Scissors! 1-1! Best of three!

Wilden: This is just juvenile!

[They go away. Jen Diamond and Sean Pason both throw Rock.]

Hart: Pason's being That Guy!

Wilden: What guy?

Hart; The guy who always throws Rock!

[They count off again, this time Sean Pason's paper covers Jen Diamond's rock. They both laugh, then Jen Diamond falls onto her back in the middle of the ring. Pason drops to his knees and crawls over, mimicking agony and exhaustion.]

Hart: This match has taken its toll on Sean Pason! Can he make the cover?!

[Pason hooks Jen Diamond's leg. The referee reluctantly makes the count.]

1...

2...

3..

[ DING DING DING ]

[Fans boo and begin to throw debris into the ring. Notorious JON yells "call it!" to Muru]

Muru: Here is your winner, and advancing in the Path of Kings tournament... Sean Pason!

[Jen Diamond gets to her feet and raises the arm of Sean Pason as Notorious JON and Heretic climb into the ring]

Wilden: Well, the crowd has seen enough of these Path of Kings non-matches, and this latest debacle from Omega probably is the last straw!

Hart: Yeah, well why don't they head on over to Global and boo them, they haven't even shown up for their matches!

Wilden: Because they've been attacked by Omega before each one! Now Notorious JON has the microphone, I wonder what spin he's gonna put on this one.

Notorious JON: Stop or I'll shoot!

[The crowd continues to boo. Notorious JON leans forward on the ropes, supporting himself with his forearms.]

Notorious JON: This isn't what I wanted. When I brought Omega back before Cyberslam V, I envisioned an entirely different path for us than the one we've taken. But unfortunately, we've been forced into this path. Why? Because of YOU PEOPLE! You ingrates don't appreciate everything we've done! When I brought Omega back, I did it to defeat Troy Turley and take cWo back.. and I did. What happens then? Kyle Kash SCREWS me out of my World title, and you people applaud it! When Kyle Kash is gone, I bring in a man with vision, character and integrity to take his place. Tony Awesome is the most qualified man to bring cWo to the next level, yet once again... you're ungrateful. Then Andrew Fiasco assumes a TINY bit of power and suddenly starts trying to throw his weight around. He strips cWo of it's identity, changing networks and getting rid of the beloved and well known name of our weekly show, and you applaud him. He sells out to foreign devils, allows outsiders to compete for one of our highest prizes, and you applaud him. Well, you reap what you sow. you applauded this idea of this Path of Kings tournament, this DEBACLE, and now you're booing the outcomes? What happened here isn't Omega's fault, it's Andrew Fiasco's! Did you expect a long, physical match between two of Omega's finest... one of whom happens to be a MANAGER?! To even allow a match like this to appear on the show is proof enough that Andrew Fiasco is trying to KILL cWo! You people aren't mad at me, you're mad at Andrew Fiasco for allowing this to happen in the first place!

Wilden: Andrew Fiasco's done nothing but try to bring the fans a high quality show... and Tony Awesome and Omega have been doing everything in their power to undermine that!

Hart: Andrew Fiasco doesn't run this company, Lance! Tony Awesome does... and Notorious JON put Tony in that position! Why can't Fiasco just leave things alone?!

Notorious JON: We'd have loved to defend our tag team titles every single week since we won them, but Fiasco doesn't seem to have any room for us on the shows. Everyone knows I'm a fighting champion, everyone knows the mentality that Omega has when it comes to championships.... but Andrew Fiasco hasn't allowed us to do what we do best. Last week, he declared this new team, TKO, as the number one contenders for our tag team titles. Well Andrew... I hate to disappoint you, but those kids can't carry a Pay Per View match with us.

[Heretic takes the mic away from Notorious JON and paces with it]

Heretic: Do you know why we hate America? Because of people like Andrew Fiasco! The American People are born to be weak. They're born to expect handouts. You always hear people preaching about "The American Dream" and how we live in "The Land of Opportunity." Everyone here expects doors to just open for them. In America, people can become famous for being stupid on the internet. Going to jail increases celebrity. The people who have money can have microscopic IQs and still be considered the best and brightest! That's why we hate this country... that's why we hate Andrew Fiasco's ideal of cWo, and that's why our goal is nothing short of destroying the old world, the cWo of Troy Turley, Kyle Kash and Andrew Fiasco, and building a new world! Not a single one of the four people in this ring right now has had any doors open for them. None of us have had anything handed to us! Notorious JON was told he could never compete at this high level, and we know how that turned out. I've lived on the streets of this country, I've suffered and struggled every damn day of my life to be where I am. Jen Diamond was told that she couldn't compete in the same ring as male wrestlers, and she built a hall of fame worthy career, and Sean Pason.... he's black! Our success wasn't handed to us, we had to take it! We had to force our way to where we are now, and I'll be damned if Fiasco thinks we're gonna just roll over and die because he thinks it's time for "new blood."

Notorious JON: This has been the problem my whole career. Everyone expects me to let build them up. Everyone expects me to propel them to the top out of pure selflessness. Well, that's now how the world works! "The American Dream," as Heretic just said, is a load of bull! So now, we're supposed to give two guys nobody ever heard of, TKO, a chance to step into the spotlight... just because Andrew Fiasco thinks they're good enough? I don't think so, and more importantly... Tony Awesome, the man who calls all the shots, doesn't think so!

Wilden: So just like that, he can brush off a Pay Per View match?!

Hart: The man built cWo, Lance, he can do whatever he wants!

Wilden: This is just another abuse of power.

Hart: What power? He's not the president of cWo, Tony Awesome is, and Tony Awesome said the match isn't happening!

Wilden: Tony Awesome does whatever his brother tells him to do!

["Lay Down" by The Priestess cues on the PA. The crowd pops as TKO steps out of the ring, but ignoring their usual fanfare. Oliver angrily grips a microphone in his hand]

Oliver: Ya know, boys, I gotta hand it to yoiu, I really do. Because I gotta tell you, I've had trouble sleeping the last couple weeks...but boy, you guys put me to sleep! Seriously, you guys are better than Ambien!

Notorious JON: Yeah, really funny!

Oliver: Ya know, I thought you might like that one. But you want to know what's even funnier? You guys are out here, saying that you've never had anything handed to you, and that America blows, and the we blow, and the fans blows, and Andrew Fiasco blows and the simple fact of the matter is that none of that is the truth. I mean, I guess you can see me and Alex blow the crowd away, where as you just bore them into submission with your boring diatribes about s*BEEP!*t no one cares about...

Heretic: Watch it! There's kids watching!

Oliver: ...but ya see, Omega, the fact is that, well...T.K.O doesn't blow! But you, Notoriously Boring, and you, Heribitch, much like your female cohort Miss Diamond, just plain SUCK!

[Jen Diamond looks outraged as JON covers her ears. Oliver hands the mic off to Kayman.]

Kayman: But you know something, boys. Aside from listening to you two old, boring, scrooges, and thinking about Jen Diamond sucking...and I can see how she's looking at me, and I'm afraid to say I don't date dudes, regardless of it you tuck it back or not, sir.

Robbie Hart: How dare you! She's all woman!

Lance Wilden: T.K.O having fun at the expense of OMEGA!

Kayman: But ya see, after listening to you...one can't help but realize you guys are ducking us! Ain't that right, Mikalah.

Mikalah: [grabbing mic] You know, I know realize that men suffered complete ballsack loss when they got older!

[Notorious JON and Heretic flip as Kayman and Oliver cover Mikalah's mouth.]

Kayman: Easy woman, you can't say ballsack of television! Fu*BEEEEEEP!*!

Notorious JON: ENOUGH! Ya see, that's the problem with the youth of america, they don't listen! We're not ducking you, we're not "afraid" or "avoiding a challenge," we just don't get it. I mean.. what's special about the two of you? I mean, why should we waste a pay per view match on you guys just because Andrew Fiasco, someone with NO POWER, thinks we should?

Kayman: I don't know, maybe the fact that we can outwrestle you with two broken legs, a bum arm, with no sight in one eye and a gun to our head!

Heretic: You just want your 15 minutes of fame. We get that... the problem is, we're not the ones to give it to you.

Notorious JON: 10 years ago, you guys would be wrestling on sunday mornings. But nowadays for some reason, these idiots like seeing people like you compete. Well, that's fine. You guys are undercard warriors, Carnage fodder.... which is why we've decided that if you want your shot, you can have it TONIGHT.

Heretic: Now or never, guys.

Wilden: Omega just challenged TKO for a Tag Team Championship match TONIGHT!

Hart: I hate to disagree with Jon... but they haven't wrestled in a month! Why not next week? Or the week after?

[Oliver and Kayman beam from ear to ear.]

Oliver: Tonight? Seriously? Hmm... let me think.

Kayman: You got it!

[The crowd roars in approval as “Search and Destroy” rips throughout the arena and both teams stare menacingly at one another]

Wilden: Folks – we’re going to head to our first commercial break of the evening. We’ll be right back!

[Jason Duran is seen standing in front of the doorway to the arena boiler room. He looks very scared and intimidated about his assignment. He looks over at his camera man.]

Jason Duran: Are you sure he is in here? Because I don’t want to get my three piece suit dirty if I don’t have to.

Camera man [Off-screen]: He should, a janitor said he was down there earlier talking to his snake.

Jason Duran: Great, not only am I about to step into a place that is infested with rats, but snakes too? Great…

Camera man [Off-screen]: Oh quit being a baby and just get down there.

[Jason opens the doors and the camera follows him as he slowly moves down the stairs. His footsteps make a loud creaking noise with each step he takes. As he gets lower into the boiler room, the sounds of busted pipes can be heard.]

Jason Duran: If Troy Turley was still in charge… I wouldn’t have to do this. Those were the days when…. AAAHHHHHHH!

[Jason gives off a girly squeal as he bumps into something. He sounds freaked out.]

Jason Duran: Barry! Barry! Are you there? Something touched me! SOMETHING TOUCHED MY THREE PIECE SUIT!

Barry the Camera-man: Quit whining you big baby.

[Suddenly, the lights flicker on from a very dim lamp. Jason finds him standing face to face with the seemingly evil Wraith. He gives off another girl scream… but quickly regains his composure.]

Jason Duran: Oh… you… I…

The Wraith: Afraid are we? Well… you should be! No one has ever disturbed me and have lived to tell the tale. Fortunately for you Jason… your time has not come.

Jason Duran: It hasn’t?

The Wraith: No… you have avoided eternal damnation… for now! The same cannot be said for others on the cWo roster.

[Jason looks scared as he notices the snake slithering around The Wraith’s shoulder.]

Jason Duran: Which is why I am down here, I was ordered to get a few words about your next Path of King’s match. You are facing Devon Dice in the second round of the Southern bracket next week. As you know he is…

The Wraith: He is nothing to me. He is neither here nor there. I will dispose of him and give him a taste of hell… but he doesn’t pose an eternal threat to me. Devon Dice has done nothing but proven himself to be the world’s jester. He isn’t a champion or a warrior, just a clown who dances for nickels. In fact, Devon Dice is nothing but a filthy prostitute. And as my old friend Jack always said… “There is only one good thing about a prostitute… it feels good when you slash their throats.” And that is how Devon Dice is going to leave next week. A mangled whore! But in the end… this tournament means nothing to me. The most important thing is the reaping I am about to undertake… a soul must perish and I am the extractor. I am the judge Jury and executioner for this poor misguided man.

[Jason Duran gulps]

Jason Duran: Who could you be…

[The Wraith pulls out an old fashioned gold watch and dangles it in front of the camera. He opens it up to display its interior]

The Wraith: Time is fleeting and your time is almost up. For there are sixty seconds to a minute, sixty minutes to an hour twenty four hours in a day. Those days and weeks will be coming by very fast for the man I am after. Count the days J.J… It is only a matter of weeks before I show a world of sin! Prepare for the hellfire that will follow for your destroyer is upon and he is not going to hold back. Your judgment has come to pass and you have been guilty of being foolish. COUNT THE DAYS J.J Carter… COUNT THEM GOOD… BECAUSE THEY WILL BE YOUR LAST!

[The Wraith stares into the camera dangling the watch in front of his mask as his eyes look intense and black liquid spews from his mouthpiece as the camera fades to black]

Commercial Break

[The camera follows Johnny Serious as he walks into the SERIOUSLY DANGEROUS dressing room. When the door opens, we see Nick Dangerous and John Pilchard talking to Lester Biggs.]

Johnny Serious: ARE YOU SERIOUS?

Nick Dangerous: We were just goi....

Johnny Serious: Save it Nick! By the way, thanks for watching my back last week!

[Nick Dangerous gets up, stumbles a bit and grabs one of his crutches]

Nick Dangerous: Hey Bud...I would have helped, but I figured you had it in the bag against Mr. Rich! I mean, I didn't think you would have as much trouble as you did.

[John Pilchard gives out a laugh but quickly quiets down after a cold SERIOUS stare from Johnny]

Johnny Serious: You know what, forget about it!

[Serious walks out and slams the door behind him]

Nick Dangerous: Geez, what his problem?

[Pilchard and Biggs just stare at Dangerous as the camera goes back to Wilden and Hart at the announcers table]

Wilden: Wow, some SERIOUS problems over at the SERIOUSLY DANGEROUS camp!

Hart: There are no problems Lance, just a simple misunderstanding!

Wilden: I find it funny that Nick is conversing with Lester Biggs, a man that Johnny Serious may have to see later on in the tournament!

Hart: Maybe they’re just talking politics, you don't know!

Wilden: Apparently not – but folks, we’re going to head down to the ring right now, where Josh Cantrell is set to face off against –

[Rick Steele stands in the backstage area with a Santa Claus hat on posing for the cover of his DVD, “Rick Steele’s Holiday Self Defense Tips” when Josh Cantrell rounds the corner to a massive pop from the crowd viewing this on the big screen. Cantrell walks right in front of the camera as the flash goes off. Steele steps into Cantrell’s face.]

Steele: What are you doing?

Cantrell: I’m gonna take a piss before I kick your ass., unless you prefer I just do it now.

Steele: You don’t show a bit more respect than you did 6 months ago.

Cantrell: Do something to EARN it, besides didn’t you get fired?

Steele: I think so, but everyone forgot about that just like they will you in a few months.

Cantrell: That’s the same garbage you spouted off at me when I first got here, if you listen…

[Cheers erupt from within the arena.]

Cantrell: These people haven’t forgotten me yet.

[Steele swings wildly but Cantrell ducks and sends and elbow into Steele’s jaw knocking the Santa hat off. Cantrell grabs Steele by his pony tail and begins dragging him towards the ring.]

Wilden: Ladies and Gentlemen it looks as if our Path of Kings Tournament match between “The Product of Hate” Josh Cantrell and Rick Steele is happening right now.

Hart: That’s terrible, I can not believe Cantrell hit a man with a Santa Claus hat on. He lost a lot of younger fans with that move.

[Cantrell drags Steele kicking and screaming down the ramp. Josh loses his grip on the pony tail and begins kicking the fallen Self Defense Guru down the ramp. Steele runs into the ring and as soon as Cantrell slides in behind him the bell sounds.]

DING DING DING

Wilden: Here we go, this match technically started backstage but now they’ve made it to the ring and Josh Cantrell is stomping away at Rick Steele. Steele fires a few shots into the midsection of Cantrell but they have no affect. The Product of Hate snatches Steele in a headlock and transitions to a Double Underhook then lifts Steele in the air, holding him there for a few seconds before dropping him with a Double Underhook Brainbuster. Cantrell is going for the cover here… what’s he doing he just pulled Steele up at the count of 2.

Hart: He didn’t pull him up Steele kicked out! One move isn’t putting him away.

Wilden: He looks to me like he’s ready for his pajamas. Cantrell picks Steele up and whips him into the ropes. Spinning Heel kick attempt ducked by Steele and Cantrell slips behind. Full Nelson into a Backbreaker. Cantrell drops down and applies a rear chin lock… and ouch there’s those clubbing forearms right to the face of Rick Steele.

Hart: Lay Off! That’s his money maker!

Wilden: Cantrell now hooks his fingers in the corner of Steele’s mouth and begins ripping at his face, this is just brutal.

Hart: I can’t watch.

Wilden: One last forearm and Cantrell releases the chin lock. Steele is absolutely being dominated in a every way possible here. Josh pulls him to his feet once more and places him across his shoulders. The fans come alive as they know what’s next. No Steele still has his wits about him enough to slide off Cantrell’s back. The Product of Hate turns around and applies a Muay Tia clinch. Two quick knees… Headbutt. Cantrell just broke Rick Steele’s nose with the HeadCASE!!!

Hart: No!!! He’ll be bankrupt now. He didn’t even finish shooting the cover of his latest DVD.

Wilden: Cantrell doesn’t even release the clinch and Steele is bleeding profusely as Josh places him across his shoulders once more. Cantrell spins around twice before planting Steele in the center of the ring with DRIVEN BY HATE!!! He’s still not going for the cover though. He just watches as Steele twitches a few times… he’s moving to his feet now. He’s locking in VIOLENT BY DESIGN. Steele taps out instantly.

Muru: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner and moving on to the next round of the Path of Kings Tournament, “The Product of Hate” Josh Cantrell!

[The camera zooms in and focuses on the face of Rick Steele show is still feverishly tapping out as blood runs down his face and stains his pearly whites red.]

Wilden: Finally Cantrell breaks the hold, he was on the brink of being DQ’ed right there. Something just gets into Cantrell when it comes time for a match in this Path of Kings Tournament, I’ve never seen someone so focused.

Hart: I don’t like this one bit! Two tournament matches and the same results. cWo has rules and he keeps breaking them.

Wilden: He’s breaking rules and noses, they need to put that on a T-Shirt.

Hart: Ha… leave the comedy to me Lance.

Wilden: Folks – we’re going to head to another commercial break – we’ll be right back!

[Thaddeus Walker, decked out in old timey Christmas gear, enters the Mendel lockerroom, where Andrew is waiting for him.]

Thaddeus Walker: Ah! My nephew Andrew, just whom I was seeking!

Andrew: I was looking for you, too, tonight's gonna be a big night for you!

Thaddeus: So I've been told! But first, my dear nephew, there is someone who wants to meet you.

Andrew: Huh?

[The jingling of bells is heard and Thaddeus' African-American manservant enters the room dressed as Santa Claus]

Thaddeus: Why it's Fella Claus, the colored giver of yuletide gifts! What do you have in your satchel for my dear nephew?

["Fella Claus" reaches into the bag he's carrying and pulls out a thick leatherbound book, on which is printed "How to wrestle like a gentleman"]

Thaddeus: Here you are, my boy.

Andrew: Uh... thanks?

Thaddeus: As we have a friendly match coming, I feel you should be properly prepared to do battle with my unstoppable wrestling style, the style of kings, warriors and scholars! And furthermore..

[Thaddeus claps his hands. A stocky bald man with a gigantic handlebar moustache dressed in a robe enters and stands next to him.]

Thaddeus: This is my big gift to you, Andrew! I do not wish for you to be embarassed in this matchup, so I have spared no expense and hired Crazy Ivan, Russia's greatest wrestling instructor! Hopefully he will prepare you for the spectacle to come

Crazy Ivan: YOU BECOME GOOD! IVAN TRAIN YOU! AAAARRRGHH!

Thaddeus: Settle down there fella or I'll be forced to give you a rap on the kisser!

Crazy Ivan: YOU NOT DARE TRY!! CRAZY IVAN DESTROY!!

Thaddeus: See, Andrew? This man has the eye of the champion... and he can give that to you!

Andrew: Ya know something, unc...nice as this is, I'm gonna have to pass on this. But Thaddeus, this is your big night! And we can't have you wearing this...splendid outfit. No, I've got something even better in mind!

[Andrew grins as the camera fades to black]

Commercial Break

[The All American Heroes angrily storm into the office of Tony "Totally" Awesome. Tony's Giant Bodyguard holds a bow and arrow and points it at the AAH as they enter.]

Cotton: What's the deal, Tony?! My boys here have been screwed time and time again out of the Tag Team Titles... and now TKO is the number one contender without the All American Heroes even getting a shot?

Sullivan: And since when am I on injury suspension? My nose is fine, as long as I wear a face protector, I can wrestle!

Tony "Totally" Awesome: I understand where you guys are coming from, I really do. In fact, in my opinion you guys deserved the number one contendership and a shot at Omega. To be honest, My brother is really pissing me off recently. The whole "anti-American" thing is just getting under my skin, he wasn't raised like that! Our family was as American as apple pie, mom and mayonnaise on French fries!

Cotton: Um...

Tony "Totally" Awesome: I would have loved to see Omega vs. AAH part 2, but someone kept it from happening. Do you know who that someone is? Let me tell you who it is, Andrew Fiasco! He keeps undercutting me and letting his guys, the guys he doesn't see as a threat, get the high positions. I'm totally on your side, I think you're one of the top tag teams in cWo history, and you deserve your shot to be tag team champions!

Eisele: Well then, make it happen!

Tony "Totally" Awesome: It's more complicated than that. Do you know why? Let me tell you why! Andrew Fiasco is booking at will, and once he names a contender, I can't change that decision. However, TKO is getting their shot tonight. If they lost... the next number one contendership would be up in the air.

Cotton: Hmm... we'll have to see what we can do about it. Right boys?

Sullivan & Eisile: Right!

[Rick and Jim smile broadly as the camera fades back to the announcer’s booth]

Hart: And it looks like Andrew Fiasco’s reign is coming to an end! You know what, Lance – I always liked those All American Hero characters!

Wilden: I had a feeling you were going to say something along those lines…

Hart: It’s true! They’re always the guys to have around in a sticky situation – that’s for sure!

Wilden: Also folks, before the break, we saw a mischievous Andrew Mendel with something up his sleeve – I wonder, Robbie, what is Andrew up to?

Hart: An induction to the greatest family on Earth, that's what!

["Our Truth" by Lacuna Coil cues on the PA. THe crowd boos harshly as Andrew Mendel walks out into the ramp, arm in arm with the buxom blond and brunette that were in his lockerroom.]

Muru: Ladies and gentlemen, making his way to the ring at this time, please welcome "THE COMEBACK KID", AANNNNDDDREEEWWW MEENDDELLL!!

Wilden: It looks like we’re going to find out right now, Robbie! Perhaps one of the most curious happenings in the cWo is the Mendel Family saga. The family patriarch Reg Mendel has been exhibiting his fair share of odd behavior, and now we're told he's taking a bright, sunny vacation in Maui! And now the eldest "son", and I do use that term very lightly, has decided to induct Thaddeus Walker, a man who he open hates, into his family! I feel like I'm on a pro wrestling version of The Twilight Zone!

Hart: What's to be confused about? Thaddeus Walker has been granted a great thing tonight, Robbie! Tonight Thaddeus Walker dies, and Thaddeus Mendel is born!

Wilden: But why! Has this losing streak Mendel has been on finally gotten to his head, is he mental?

Hart: No he's not mental! He's grateful, because Thaddeus wants to make it right! At this upcoming pay-per-view, which, thanks to Andrew Fiasco, STILL doesn't have a name, Thaddeus Walker is going to put his championship on the line against Andrew Mendel! I mean, that's love, Lance!

Wilden: I know you think so, but I have to think this is all manipulation by Andrew Mendel of Thaddeus, and part of me has to actually feel...well, sorry for Thaddeus.

Hart: Don't feel sorry for him! He's about to be inducted into the greatest family in professional wrestling!

[CBK climbs int the ring and snatches the mic from Muru. They stare down each other for a second before Muru leaves. Andrew Mendel shakes his head.]

Andrew: Ladies and gentlemen, your hero has arrived! [Andrew smiles as the crowd boos]. You know, folks, every once in a while in this great sport of ours, there are moments that make history. There are those moments that are synomous with professional wrestling. Hulk Hogan slamming Andre the Giant, the formation of the nWo, the Montreal Screwjob, IWF joining with EWCL to form PWR, and the re-opening of cWo. And tonight, ladies and gentlemen, another great event occurs. Yes indeed, this will be a moment that is spoken of for ages, that'll go into the annuls of history of professional wrestling as one of the...no, dare I say, THE greatest moment to ever occur in all the many years of this great sport!

Wilden: Oh brother!

Andrew: Yes indeed, my friends, it's time. Now, granted, you jerks in Salt Lake City aren't really deserving [the crowd boos and Andrew nods matter of factly], but, out of the kindness of my heart, you, and the entire world, will get to witness the turning point in this young man's life! So, without further ado, please welcome, a man I'm proud to call my uncle...and the newest member of our family, please welcome, THADDEUS MMMEEENNNDDDEEELLLL!!!

[A heavy metal version of the "Maple Leaf Rag" cues on the PA and the crowd boos as the newly crowned Thaddeus Mendel walks on the ramp, wearing blue jeans, a CBK "I'm The Favorite" T-shirt, with a convenient "3rd" placed before the word favorite, and a sport coat, though he's still wearing his top op hat and beat up shoes. He marches proudly down the ramp as fireworks explode out of the ramp and confetti falls for the ramp. Andrew Mendel and his two girls applaud, Mendel wiping the tears from his eyes.]

Wilden: Oh brother...

Hart: Do you see this, Lance! This is EPIC! Thaddeus Walker has died, and Thaddeus Mendel lives! He's the third favorite, Lance!

Wilden: And I suppose Andrew would be the first...

Hart: But of course!

[Thaddeus climbs into the ring and throws a hug on Andrew Mendel, who puts on the biggest, fakest smile he can manage, then gently pushes him away Thaddeus away as the music dies down.]

Andrew: Thaddeus Mendel, this is the biggest moment of your life! How do you feel!

Thaddeus: Well, to be perfectly honest, nephew...quite chaffed. These strange britches have forced caused an itch in the most unmentionable of places!

[Andrew cringes as the camera pans to people laughing.]

Andrew: Well, besides that, you must be mighty excited, old chap! I mean, this is it, sir, this is the pinnacle of our sport! You have been inducted into the world most exclsuvie club, the world's most exclusive family, Thaddeus Walker! I already gave you the duds, I already gave you the name...now, I'm going to show you the rest of the perks. Now, aside from having the honor of defending your United States Championship against me at the pay-per-view, which will be the greatest match of your...relatively young life. Yes sir, you will now have all the perks of being a Mendel. First...[reaching and pulling something out of his pocket]...you are now in an entirely different financial stratosphere, my friend! This, sir, is what is commonly referred to as a "Visa Black Card".

Thaddeus: You mean the card the coloreds use to get into their special drinkin' fountains and restrooms?

[Andrew shakes his head, then takes a deep breath and puts on another smile.]

Andrew: No, Thaddeus, this means that for you, money is no object, the world is at your hands. You can even call a helicopter if you want, Thaddeus!

Thaddeus: A Heli---what?

Wilden: That card looks like it's made out of paper to me.

Hart: They come like that, now shush!

Andrew: And not only that, Thaddeus. You can now eat at the finest of dining establishments! Places like IHOP and Ruby Tuesday and the most exclusive of all, T.G.I Friday's!

Thaddeus: Andrew, I fear you are speaking in tongues! Shall I consult an exorcist? IHOP? Surely that is dark magic of the foulest kind!

Andrew: See, being a Mendel isn't just having a last name- it's becoming a new man. It's a state of mind, it's the ultimate confidence booster! Thaddeus, take a look at these lovely young ladies.

[The crowd starts a "CRAAACCKK WHHOORRES, CRRRAACCKK WHOORRESS!" chant. The girls shake their heads as CBK sneers.]

Andrew: HEY! You people couldn't be more wrong! Only one of them is a crack whore!

Hart: Which one?

Wilden: Robbie!

Hart: I wonder how much...

Wilden: ROBBIE!

Thaddeus: I see no ladies, Andrew, only painted harlots who have no moral fiber! Showing your ankles in public! Shame on you!

Andrew: But that doesn't matter, Thaddeus. Both of these young ladies, when I told them about this little plan, they JUMPED at the opportunity for one night, one night with Thaddeus Mendel! The last name is like Spanish fly to babes like this...minus the urinary tract infection. Thaddeus, all this could be yours...but first...I need you to do something for me.

Wilden: Uh-oh.

Thaddeus: Yes, nephew, I'd do anything for you, I owe my well being to you and your family.

Andrew: It's good to hear that Thaddeus...ya see, we in the Mendel family...we're all about sacrifice. You know what that means? It means if there's something that one of us needs, then the other one will gladly throw caution to the wind, clench our jaws, and take one for the team! And Thaddeus, the time for you to make your sacrifice is right here, right now, tonight!

Thaddeus: Anything!

Andrew: Good man! Now, I know we're supposed to have a match at the Pay-Per-View for the cWo United States Championship, but come come now. [puts an arm around Thaddeus] Family can't fight each other, can they?

Thaddeus: Certainly not!

Andrew: Of course not. So how about we just...forget all about that match, huh?

Thaddeus: Well that'd be splendid!

Andrew: Indeed it would be! But, uh, if I'm going to sacrifice my championship opportunity...then you're going to have to sacrifice something as well.

Thaddeus: Alright, you name it, I'll do it!

Andrew: That's great to hear! You see, if I'm gonna give of my cWo United States Championship opportunity...then you're going to have to GIVE the United States Championship to me!

[The crowd boos as Thaddeus looks confused.]

Wilden: I knew it, this is all a ploy for CBK to get championship gold with as little work as humanly possible!

Hart: I think his request is quite reasonable!

Andrew: What...what Thad, what's the hold up? I mean, I cleared it with Tony Awesome, all you have to do is hand me the cWo United States Championship, and that'll be that! I'll be the champion, and you'll be a member of the Mendel family!

[Thaddeus takes the cWo United States Championship off his shoulder and examines it in both of his hands. He looks out at the crowd who is vehemently cheering for him not to hand it over. CBK is rubbing his hands together greedily as Thaddeus outstretches his hands.]

Wilden: Oh come on, Thaddeus! He's using you!

Hart: Hand it over, Thaddeus!

[Andrew Mendel smiles brightly and goes to grab the belt, but Thaddeus snatches it away, holding it tightly to his chest.]

Andrew: Thaddeus...Thaddeus, what are you doing?

Thaddeus: Andrew...this is my championship! It was bestowed upon me to represent these here United States of America! [The crowd surprisingly cheers] And in representing everything great about the United States of America, I just can't in good conscious hand you the championship! You're my nephew, but I wonder about you sometimes... your father isn't here to assure me that you won't hand this belt directly to The Kaiser himself!

Andrew: You...you...[Andrew stops smiling and looks angrily at Thaddeus]. I'm gonna ask you once to reconsider.

Thaddeus: I just can't do it, mack!

Andrew: Well, Thaddeus...I'm sorry to hear that. But there's one thing a Mendel does better than anyone...and that's we always, ALWAYS, have a back-up plan!

[The crowd goes into an uproar as Chazz comes from the audience, steel chair in hand, as he slides into the ring and blast Thaddeus in the back!]

Wilden: OH COME ON!

Hart: Well, this is what happens in these situations!

Wilden: And now Chazz and Andrew Mendel are stomping away on Thaddeus Walker! And why, because Thaddeus wouldn't give up the gold!? How ridiculous is this!?

Hart: Thaddeus forced their hand! They're heartbroken, Thaddeus was probably the last father figure they had with Reg gone AWOL!

Wilden: And now what!

[Chazz Mendel holds Thaddeus from behind as Andrew gets in his face.]

Andrew: Guess what, "uncle"? You just made the biggest mistake of your life! You see, this family doesn't take kindly to being told no! And as far as I'm concerned, you're officially OUT of this family! You could never be a Mendel, Thaddeus! And at the Pay-Per-View I'll prove why you don't deserve to be a champion either! You just made the biggest mistake of your life, Thaddeus, and this is only a taste of the pain you’re gonna feel when I win MY United States Championship!

[Andrew takes a step back, and as Chazz let's go of Thaddeus he blast him with a superkick! Thaddeus falls to the mat in a heap Chazz raises his brother's hand as "Our Truth" cues on the PA.]

Wilden: That was disgusting! Thaddeus has done nothing but tried to help! Thaddeus has done some questionable things, but I don't think he deserves this!

Hart: I'm torn! But...I...I think Andrew is right!

Wilden: What!?

Hart: Everything Thaddeus has he owes to the Mendel Family, he couldn't do one little thing?

Wilden: Suprisingly enough, Thaddeus walker is a better man than that! And I'm actually hoping that The Comeback Kid gets his comeuppance!

Hart: It’ll never happen, Lance!

Wilden: Folks – we’re going to head to another commercial break. We’ll be back in a jiffy! Don’t you go anywhere!

[Chris Michaels is walking backstage and bumps into Jen Diamond, Michaels smiles]

Michaels: Hey Jen, how've you been?

Diamond: Probably better than you....

Michaels: What's that supposed to mean?

[Jen just starts walking away from Michael]

Diamond: It means I've moved on....HAS BEEN!

[Michaels stands there dumbfounded]

Michaels: What the hell?

Commercial Break

[Johnny Serious is standing with Jason Duran. Evette is by his side wearing a sexy black leather mini skirt and a revealing black top]

Duran: We're here with cWo superstar Johnny Serious. Johnny, last week you beat your old mentor, Mr. Rich in the first round of the Path of Kings tournament.

Johnny Serious: Observant Jason, very observant!

Duran: Thank you! People have noticed some tension inside the circle of SERIOUSLY DANGEROUS....

Johnny Serious: Stop right there Jason! There is no tension that you speak of but let me make one thing clear! My patience is wearing very thin. I hear crap like I am some whipping boy for Nick Dangerous and that I do all that he commands! The fact of the matter is, I am no whipping boy for anyone. I do what I want when I want and last week with Mr. Rich, I was sending a message to EVERYONE in the cWo and I MEAN EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!

Duran: And what message was that?

Johnny Serious: It's that I am the master of my own destiny. And the only thing that is of SERIOUS importance to me is being the best and the only way to be the best in the cWo is to wear that cWo WORLD TITLE around my waist. And to be quite honest, friend or foe, it SERIOUSLY does not matter to me who is wearing the title...Nick Dangerous is my ONLY FRIEND here in the cWo but I have made it clear that I want my promised title shot and whether I have to win this Path Of Kings Tournament or whatever, I will get my shot. You can trust me on that one Jason.

Duran: Some have suggested that Nick Dangerous has been doing whatever it takes to make sure you don't get your shot!

Johnny Serious: I don't care what some say Jason. It only matters what I say, and I say I am getting my shot like it or not. Nick claims he is injured and I GUESS i have no reason to doubt his claims, but the moment he declares he is healthy, I am taking him at his word and grabbing my shot in what will be nothing but a friendly match-up between two GOOD FRIENDS. I RESPECT Nick Dangerous. He is a good champion, and If I win the title It would be a great honor to win it from NICK DANGEROUS because at least it stays in our hands. NOW THAT IS ALL I HAVE TO SAY ABOUT THAT!

[Serious and Evette walk off screen as Jason stares into the camera which fades to Wilden and Hart at the table]

Wilden: Serious can say all he wants to say, but there is obviously some dissention between the members of SERIOUSLY DANGEROUS.

Hart: You need to get your ears check Lance because I just heard Johnny state that Nick and Johnny are good friends.

Wilden: In my opinion, Nick Dangerous has been using Johnny Serious. Now I have no love loss for Johnny Serious but he needs to open up his eyes and see that Nick Dangerous is out for himself and only himself. He would sell out his own mother to protect his World Title!

Hart: Pish-posh!

Wilden: Up next it's going to be Muru against one half of the All American Heroes Dr. Jim Eisele. Muru got to this round by beating Devin Rubilis from Global.

Hart: Those guys brought in by Fiasco have not been up to par with the talent in cWo. I mean come on they can't even beat Muru.

Wilden: Eisele also advanced by pulling one out against David Rivers in his return match.

Hart: If you look at Eisele lately you can see he might even be able to give Rivers a run for his money in a sandwich eating contest.

Wilden: Well let's get this one started Robbie. I know you are not a fan of either man, but who do you think has the advantage?

Hart: What was that Lance? I was too busy not giving a damn.

[Up 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 as "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva begins to play. Muru then walks out through the fog and makes his way down the ramp with a microphone in hand]

Muru: The following contest is a second round match up in the Path of King tournament. Introducing first from Allen Park Michigan and weighing 225lbs, "THE Greatest Show on Earth" MuuuuRuuuu!!!!!!

[Along the way to the ring he slaps the hands of a few fans and the he slides into the ring. He takes his position in the center of the ring ready to introduce his opponent]

Muru: My opponent from Boston Massachusetts and weighing in at 401lbs, Dr Jim Eisele!!!!!

[Patriotic music plays as Dr. Jim Eisele is led to the ring by his manager "Big" Mick Cotton waving an American flag.]

Wilden: Both men are in the ring and it's clear to see that Eisele has the height and weight advantage.

Hart: Way to point out the obvious Lance. The people at home aren't blind, and if they are why are they watching tv in the first place?

[DING DING DING]

Wilden: This one is underway and both men start off circling each other. They lock up and Eisele throws Muru to the mat with ease. He lumbers over to the fallen Muru and is met with a forearm to the midsection, Muru is back to his feet and is continuing shots the Eisele's face. Eisele is able to block and he starts delivering shots of his own. Eisele now has Muru up and he slams him down with a vicious body slam. Eisele now steps on the midsection of Muru and walks over him. Muru is now clenching his stomach.

Hart: Looks like Muru's lunch isn't agreeing with him.

Wilden: Eisele now lifts Muru from the mat and sends him into the turnbuckle. Eisele charges in after him but Muru is able to use his quickness to get out of the way and he hits shoulder first against the ring post. Eisele backs up holding his shoulder and Muru tries to a roll up but Eisele just takes a seat and has Muru pinned to the mat. The referee with the count...

1...

2...

Wilden: Muru just able to get his shoulder up and both men are still down. Muru is back to his feet first and he lands a dropkick to the knee of Eisele keeping the big man grounded. Muru continues to kick the knee as Eisele is pulling himself up by the ropes.He is up now and grabs the leg of Muru and pushes him back to the mat. Still holding the leg he drives an elbow into Muru's inner thigh and is now twisting the leg at the knee.

Hart: He is giving Muru a bit of his own medicine. Muru can't hop around if he can't walk.

Wilden: Cotton is cheering Eisele on as he lets go and again picks Muru up and puts him on his shoulders. He falls back with a Samoan drop driving Muru into the canvas. He hooks the leg.

1...

2...

Wilden: Muru once again gets a shoulder up. Eisele is slow to follow up and Muru rolls to the outside to catch his breath. Eisele finally makes his way to his feet and goes to the ropes. Muru is quick to act and grabs Eisele by the head dropping his throat across the top rope. The doctor is holding his throat and Muru is up on the apron. He springboards off the top and brings Eisele crashing down with a bulldog. Muru struggles to get him to his back and hooks the leg...

1...

Wilden: Eisele is too strong and easily powers out of the cover. Eisele is slow to sit up and he gets met with a dropkick to the face. Muru to the top rope and he is waiting for Eisele to get to his feet. He leaps and is caught in mid air by Eisele. Eisele has Muru is a bear hug and is squeezing the life out of him. Muru is trying to fight out of it by delivering shots to the head of Eisele but he won't release his grip. The referee is asking Muru if he wants to give up but Muru is shaking his head no.

Hart: There Muru goes being stubborn again. I am sure the "doctor" would agree with that.

Wilden: Eisele realizes it is a losing battle and releases the hold. Muru is on the mat trying to catch his breath and Eisele helps him up and then sends him off the ropes. Muru ducks a clothesline and springboards off the ropes and places an elbow to the back of Eisele's head. Muru now up on his back and is locking in a sleeper hold. Eisele is fighting out of it and he backs into the turnbuckle smashing Muru between the buckle and himself. That forces Muru to release the hold. Eisele takes a few steps forward and then tries to smash Muru again. Muru once again moves out of the way and Eisele is left holding his back,

Hart: Eisele is looking a bit slow out there. He was never an agile man but tonight he looks like he has been spending too much time enjoying some holiday home cooking.

Wilden: Muru is once again kicking away at Eisele and now he is trying to send Eisele into the opposite corner, Eisele only makes it half way across the ring and then he drops to a knee. He looks up at Muru and hold up a hand. I think he is asking Muru to give him time to catch his breath.

Hart: Last time I checked there weren't any time outs in wrestling. Let's see if Muru is stupid enough to just stand there and do nothing.

Wliden: Muru isn't sure what to do. Eisele is trying to get back to a standing base. Muru rushes in and Eisele meets him with a clothesline that nearly takes Muru's head off. Eisele looks over to Mick Cotton for approval and it looks like Eisele is going to climb the ropes. Well he is going to try, but he is moving at a snails pace. Muru is down but Eisele might be taking too much time.

Hart: Let's hope not cause if Eisele hits this it will be over for sure.

Wilden: We are about to find out as Eisele leaps, or more like steps off of the second rope and is looking for the Glory Drop. Muru moves out of the way in plenty of time and Eisele is once again trying to regain his composure. It looks like he is having a serious stamina issue I don't recall seeing before. Muru wasting no time and he is back on Eisele. Muru has him in a front headlock and if looks like Eisele is about to take a trip Around the World.

Hart: I wonder if the airline is going to charge him for two seats.

Wilden: Muru connects with the swinging neck breaker. Muru now is climbing to the top rope himself. Mick Cotton is in a frenzy trying to get Eisele is get back to his feet. Muru leaps from the top and hits the Murusplash!!! Muru with a cover...

1...

2...

3!!!!!

[DING DING DING]

Wilden: Muru has done it again. For two weeks in a row he has stepped into the ring with a giant and beat him.

Hart: I think it was more a matter of Jim Eisele's conditioning rather then Muru's ability.

Wilden: Either way Muru has won the match and will advance to the next round where he will face the winner of the Chazz Mendel, Lester Biggs, and ASM match!

Hart: The handicap match is coming up next!

Wilden: Right after this – hang on a second, what the hell is this?

[As Muru and Dr. Jim Eisele leave ringside, the arena turns pitch black, as suddenly, a light projection focuses on the ring, becoming the imprint of a “V.” Just as soon as it appears, however, it disappears and the lights return to normal, leaving the Phoenix crowd in a hushed silence]

Hart: Oh God – I hope it wasn’t that Wraith guy! Or aliens! Isn’t Area 51 around here?

Wilden: I don’t know, Robbie – this was different! It was clearly a “V” projected into the ring!

Hart: V means vengeance – someone’s out to get me!

Wilden: We’ll be right back, folks!

[Christian Carnage and Rey Peice, The Most Hardcore Tag Team Ever, stand in Tony Awesome's office. The huge bodyguard is now sitting on a tiny stool reading "Ice Giants Weekly" magazine]

Tony "Totally" Awesome: I understand that you guys are upset. I mean, you've completely lived up to your name!

Carnage: Then what do we have to do?! Fiasco can't just force us to have a contendership match?

Tony "Totally" Awesome: It was a breach of conduct, but I can't undo it. You know how I feel about you guys. I mean, if anyone should beat Omega and take the mantle of the new dominant force in cWo, it should be the Most Hardcore Tag Team Ever!

Peirce: Damn right!

Tony "Totally" Awesome: But Fiasco likes the guys he likes... so what can you do?

Carnage: You're Tony "Totally" Awesome, you can do anything!

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Usually that's the case, but Fiasco screwed me out of this one. TKO are the number one contenders unles...

Peirce: Unless?

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Unless TKO was to lose tonight... then the number one contendership would be wide open! [covers his mouth] I've said too much!

[The cameras fade as Carnage and Peirce grin towards one another]

Commercial Break

Wilden: We are now going to be joined by Chris Michaels who decided to skip all of his normal bravado associated with his entrance and is standing in the ring.

[Michaels is standing in the ring wearing a suit, and instead of his usual pandering to the crowd, he goes straight to it.]

Michaels: There's a lot getting said about Chris Michaels right now. Truthfully, there's a lot not going right in my life right now. But I wanted to make the announcement here that...

Hart: He's dropping out of the race!

Michaels: there's nothing to worry about in regards to the Michaels in '08 campaign. Sure I haven't been invited to the debates...so what. Sure I'm coming in 8th in the polls right now on the republican side. No big deal. We've still got nearly a full year to get everyone to see the light and realize that what we are saying is what needs to happen to change the country. We will finish strong and we will take the White House in '08.

[There is a small cheer coming from what must be diehard Chris Michaels fans. The rest of them have dumb looks on their face wondering what this has to do with the cWo.]

Michaels: Now lately, I've had to play a "double agent" of sorts. I've got my campaign, but due to a contract I was bound to, there is still wrestling involved. And recently and old friend of mine has been "calling me out." He's been challenging me to return to my roots and become something I was long ago.

Wilden: 8 months? That's not that long.

Michaels: Sadly, it is this same person that is using his religion as a crutch and trying to pass it on to everyone else. It is people like him that give religion a bad name. Christian, I will never become what I used to be. I will never see things that way again. I've moved on to bigger and better things. You've got a problem with Omega? How am I associated with them? Sure, Jon made a campaign contribution at the beginning, but other than that, we have no ties. Why are you trying to couple me with them? Why are you taking out your religious frustrations out on me? This is slander, this is libel and this is not what America is all about. Christian, you can end your cryptic little messages and know this. I will be the next President, and neither you, nor your fake, newfound religious beliefs will keep that from happening. You have no effect on me, and I think it is you who should be called out for trying to fool all these great voters...er...I mean fans of the cWo. I demand you stop trying to push your beliefs on me or anyone else and realize that you are no longer playing around with some wrestler, you are messing with a Presidential Candidate...and that my friend is something you don't want to do!

[Michaels walks out of the ring, again leaving the fans confused as the camera cuts back to ringside]

Wilden: Some harsh words right there for Christian Roman!

Hart: Yawn! Where was I?

Wilden: Ugh – folks, we’re going to head back to the ring in just a few moments, where Chazz Mendel, Lester Biggs, and ASM are ready to square off against one another to see who will advance to the next round in the Path of Kings tournament – already tonight, we’ve seen Sean Pason, through unorthodox means, and of course, Muru and Josh Cantrell!

Hart: What do you mean of course? Like they were handed their victories!

Wilden: What, you mean like Sean Pason was?

Hart: Jen Diamond los fair and square!

Wilden: Anyway folks, we’re going to head down to –

[The cameras cut back to the backstage area. Chazz Mendel and Lester Biggs are both standing, not dressed to wrestle, conversing back and forth. They both stop and look down the hall as Andrew Fiasco comes walking up to the two of them with a look of displeasure on his face.]

Fiasco: You two! I need a word with you!

Mendel: Go ahead, we're all ears...

[Fiasco stops to take a breath.]

Fiasco: Alright... I've looked all over the building, and I haven't seen a trace of ASM anywhere. There aren't even any axes lying around. You two haven't seen him, have you?

[Mendel and Biggs both look at each other and smirk.]

Biggs: No sir... Haven't seen him!

[The two share a chuckle.]

Fiasco: Why do I get the feeling that I shouldn't believe either of you?

[Biggs steps toward Fiasco, who takes a step back.]

Biggs: You callin' me a liar, man?

Fiasco: You tell me? Are you lying?

Biggs: We done told you. We haven't seen ASM today, or any other day. He's a grown ass man. Probably just got lost somewhere. If you don't want to get lost as well, you might want to retract that little statement, boss man...

[Fiasco takes another step back, and straightens out his suit.]

Fiasco: Maybe I was a little quick to judge. But just so the two of you know, you might want to get your wrestling gear on. You two will be squaring off in a few minutes – in fact, you should be down at the ring right now!

[Mendel shakes his head and winces a little.]

Mendel: Now see, that too, is another problem...

Fiasco: What's the problem? It's supposed to be a triple threat match with you two and ASM. Since he, "got lost," that means you two will be facing each other one on one. Again, what's the problem? You both want to win, right?

Mendel: The problem is you have it set as a triple threat match, when the two of us, are obviously a team. Two men working toward a common goal. Teams can't fight against each other. That would defeat the purpose, don't you think?

Fiasco: I don't care! You two made a mockery of this tournament already, and I won't let it happen again! You two will wrestle against each other tonight, or else!

[Mendel laughs loudly and very sarcastically.]

Mendel: Or else what?

Fiasco: Or else you're fired!

[Mendel laughs again.]

Mendel: Don't you know who my Dad is, Fiasco? You fire me, you've got him on your ass. You should have seen what happened to the last guy that tried to fire me. He almost stuck the poor guy's head in a deep fryer! And if he's going to go to those lengths to keep me employed at 16 at a fast food place, what do you think he's going to do to keep me here in cWo.

Fiasco: I don't know what he'd do.

Mendel: You know he carries a gun, right?

[Fiasco starts to look a little nervous.]

Fiasco: He does?

Mendel: Oh yeah.

Fiasco: He wouldn't!

Mendel: I bet he would! But it's best not to tempt fate, right?

[Fiasco sighs.]

Mendel: I thought not... So here's what we're gonna do... Since ASM isn't here to face Mr. Lester Biggs and myself, you're going to declare us the winner, and advance us into the semi finals of the tournament.

Fiasco: It goes against my better judgment... But fine! Since ASM isn't here to compete for whatever reason, you two will advance to the semi finals of the tournament. Happy?

Mendel: You know it!

Biggs: Pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Fiasco.

[Andrew Fiasco sighs heavily as he quickly walks away, looking over his shoulder for Reg Mendel. The cameras cut to Lance Wilden and Robbie Hart at ringside.]

Wilden: Preposterous! Mendel and Biggs just strong armed Andrew Fiasco into letting them advance!

Hart: See, Lance – you didn’t want to believe me when I told you that Fiasco was bad news!

Wilden: Alright folks, well – since it seems as if Chazz and Lester are advancing to the next round of the Path of Kings tournament, we’re going to jump ahead to our main event of the evening!

Hart: Now that’s what I’m talking about!

Wilden: Let’s head down to the ring!

Muru: The following tag team contest is set for one fall and it is for the cWo World Tag Team Championships! Introducing first, the challengers here is TKO!]

["Push Push (Lady Lightning)" cues on the PA. As the drums kick in, fireworks explode out of the ramp. The crowd is on it's feet as Mikalah Jake Oliver, and Alex Kayman make their way down the ramp and into the ring.]

Muru: And their opponents, the cWo Tag Team Champions, Notorious JON and Heretic.... OMEGA!

AAAAAAH!

SPLASH!

[The beginning of the most epic entrance video ever triggers a chorus of boos as pyrotechnics go off in the entrance ramp. When the smoke clears, Notorious JON and Heretic stand on the entrance ramp, each in their own pose. They start walking towards the ring, acting as if the boos are deafening cheers. They hold up the tag titles and then climb into the ring, staring down TKO. Notorious JON and Jake Oliver step out of the ring, leaving Heretic and Alex Kayman in the ring.]

[DING DING DING]

Wilden: This one's underway! It's gonna be Heretic against Kayman! The two lockup... they jockey for position. Heretic just uses pure power and pushes Kayman into the corner, then follows it with a huge chop, then another, and another! That left a mark on Kayman's chest!

Hart: Heretic lives for this kind of stuff, you know he's not gonna hold back!

Wilden: Now Kayman answers with a chop of his own.. and now they two are just exchanging punches!

Hart: TKO's got the advantage in high flying moves, I'll give them that... but Omega's got the ability to turn every match into thier match, and right now, Heretic's trying to turn this one into a brawl!

Wilden: Heretic stops Kayman with a boot to the midsection, then whips him into the ropes! Heretic going for a backdrop, leapfrog by Kayman! Kayman with a victory roll!!

1...

2...

Wilden: Kickout!!

Hart: What's Kayman doing?! Does he think he's gonna get one over this quickly on Omega?

Wilden: Heretic quickly gets back to his feet and sends Kayman down with a standing dropkick! Kayman to his feet, Heretic with a quick strike to the throat of Alex Kayman. He's got Kayman hooked, russian legsweep! Heretic bounces off the ropes and nails a splash on Alex Kayman! Heretic now grabs the Leg of Kayman and applies a legbar.

Hart: It's like I said, they're turning this into their own kind of match.

Wilden: The crowd's now really getting behind Kayman. Kayman tries to pull himself to the ropes.. he's about a finger's length away. He stretches and he's got it! Oh come on! HEretic's not breaking the hold!!! The referee now starting a count, an Heretic lets go at 6. Heretic pulls Kayman up and sends him down with a big scoop slam! Heretic now reaches out and tags in Notorious JON.

Hart: Now they're in trouble!

Wilden: Notorious JON pulls Kayman to his feet. Notorious JON with a knife edges chop to the side of Kayman's neck, now a chop to the other side and oooh, now a backhand across the face... Notorious JON follows it with a double handed blow to the back of Kayman that sends him down!

Hart: Ha! That was the fighting move they always use on Star Trek! He calls that The Kirk Combo.

Wilden: Good to know. Notorious JON now whips Kayman into the ropes, Notorious JON goes for a big boot, NO! Kayman with a baseball slide to the knee of Notorious JON, and that sends the former champion down!!

Hart: COme on, what a dirty move! He coulda blown Jon's knee out!

Wilden: And wouldn't that have been a tragedy? Kayman hurries to his corner and tags in Jake Oliver. Oliver jumps over the top rope and hits the ring like a whirling derbish!

Hart: A what?

Wilden: Notorious JON to his feet, Oliver sends him right back down with a dropkick! Oliver now with a standing moonsault! He gets to his feet and hits another one for good measure! TKO's need to get this match back to their usual fast paced, high flying match! He pulls Notorious JON to his feet... OOH, Jon with a big fist to the stomach of Oliver that backs him off. Notorious JON now with a huge forearm strike to the back of Jake Oliver, that sends the challenger down! He pulls Oliver up to his knees and hooks him, double underhook suplex!!!! Nice display of power there by the tag champ. Jon pulls Jake Oliver back to his feet and whips him into the corner... he lines him up and charges, NO! Oliver moved.. Notorious JON smashes hard into the turnbuckle! Oliver charges and hits Notorious JON with a running knee lift.. Notorious JON staggers out of the corner, bulldog by Oliver!!! Oliver now bounces off the ropes, he jumps over his prone opponent and springboards off the ropes, Frogsplash.. NO!! Notorious JON rolled out of the way and Oliver hits the mat hard!! Jon gets to his feet.. it looks like he's going to the top rope!

Hart: Do it! Give them a taste of their own medicine!

Wilden: He leaps and comes down with a flying elbow smash!! Notorious JON jumps to his feet and now he's pointing at Kayman and celebrating... maybe he should focus on this match!

Hart: He's been doing this for a long time, Lance, he knows exactly what he's doing!

Wilden: Notorious JON pulls Oliver to his feet... OOH, Oliver with a low blow!

Hart: DQ him, ref!!

Wilden: Oliver off the ropes... springboard corkscrew plancha! What a move!! Notorious JON is down!!! Oliver makes the tag, here comes Alex Kayman! Kayman bounces off the ropes and nails a moonsault onto Notorious JON. Now he pulls the former champ to his feet Notorious JON trying to shake the cobwebs out... Kayman bounces off the ropes.. NO, Heretic grabs him. Kayman turns around and nails Heretic with a right cross, that barely phases Heretic! Heretic now in the ring, and here comes Oliver.. and we've got all 4 men in the ring!! The referee's trying to keep order here, but now Oliver and Notorious JON are trading blows, Heretic and Kayman do the same! Kayman sends Heretic down with a flying lariat... Oliver whips Notorious JON into the corner... both men wait for him to stagger out, double dropkick! Notorious JON rolls out of the ring, leaving Heretic alone with both members of TKO!

Hart: Get out of there, Heretic!

Wilden: Heretic gets back to his feet... Oliver and Kayman both take turns hammering away on Heretic with lefts and rights. WAIT A SECOND, we've got company! The Lethal Injection is running down the aisle!

Hart: They're called The Most Hardcore Tag Team Ever, Lance! Get it right!

Wilden; Whatever they're called, they hit the ring.. but TKO's waiting for them! A dropkick sends Carnage right back out of the ring! Knee strikes from Oliver to Peirce... that stuns him.. now TKO sends him down with a double clothesline! They turn and OOH, walk right into clotheslines from Heretic! Lethal Injection is out of the ring, but TKO is out in the ring, and here comes Notorious JON back into the action.

Hart: Great job at providing a distraction by the Lethal Injection!

Wilden: I don't know why the referee didn't call for the bell!

Hart: Because they didn't do anything! They ran into the ring and got clotheslined.. is that a crime?

Wilden: The members of Omega pulls TKO up and whip them into each other! Wait a second... here come the All American Heroes!!

Hart: What're they doing here!!

Wilden: The All American Heroes hit the ring and go right after Omega!! Jim Eisile off the ropes and sends Notorious JON down with a HUGE cross body!! Sullivan now going after Heretic... he nails him with a Lou Thesz press, now hammers away with left and rights! The referee is calling for the bell, and he's gonna throw this one out!! TKO to their feet, and they're furious and now they're going after the All American Heroes! And now here come Lethal Injection, and all hell has broken lose!!

Hart: This is why Tony kept having those meetings... he was working all sides!

[The referee motions to Muru, who reluctantly announces]

Muru: Here are your winners as a result of a disqualification and STILL cWo Tag Team Champions.... OMEGA!

Wilden: They did it again... Heretic and Notorious JON now walking away with their belts as TKO, Lethal Injection and the All American Heroes go at in the ring!

Hart: This is Andrew Fiasco's fault, not Jon's or Mr. Awesome's! If he had given each of these teams their fair shot, we wouldn't be in this situation!

Wilden: Well this tag team title situation appears to have just heated up, as we have three teams who want a shot at the tag team champions, who seem like they'll do anything they can to avoid competing fairly! But folks – we’re out of time for the night! My name’s Lance Wilden – this guy right next to me is Robbie Hart – we’ll see you after the holidays, folks!

[The camera fades in on TKO, the All American Heroes, and the Most Hardcore Tag Team Ever brawling inside the ring as OMEGA makes a quick getaway with their cWo Tag Titles raised high above their heads]