[Devon Dice is seen blindfolded and tied up to a chair. Yelling is heard in the background. The camera pans to see Lamont Dalmon yelling at three men.]

Lamont: I told you guys to rough him up a bit! I never said anything about kidnapping him! We could face a lot of time in prison for this. I can't believe you guys.

Thug #1: I thought you would be happy, because now you can do what he did to you.

Lamont: YOU THOUGHT WRONG! We are in deep trouble.

Thug #2: Well what do we do now?

Lamont: That's your problem, figure it out. I gotta cool off.

[Lamont storms out of the room, and makes his way to the parking lot. The camera zooms out the video continues to play on a TV screen in the security room in the arena.]

Guard #1: I can't believe this.

Guard #2: That place looks familiar. I seen it on the way over to the arena.

Guard #1: Get everyone together, we're going over there now.

[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 Driven 7 are seen. “Path of Kings” flashes across the screen as Josh Cantrell is seen usurping Muru; Sean Pason is seen defeating Devon Dice; Jack Union is seen rolling over Johnny Serious; and Chazz Mendel is seen beating both Lester Biggs and ASM. Devon Dice is seen being kidnapped; and finally, Notorious JON is seen arriving at the arena after the show ends. Finally, the screen goes blank as a familiar voice is heard]

Wilden: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Sacramento, CALIFORNIA!

[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: Welcome to the final Driven before cWo’s next Pay-Per-View: Veneration! Folks, we’ve got a hell of a night ahead of us tonight which will make you wonder if Veneration started early!

Hart: Oh, please, Lance – don’t cream your pants! I’ll admit – it’s a good one tonight, but it’s not spectacular!

Wilden: How can you say that? The final four of the Path of Kings tournament is going to be decided; alongside that, the contender to the World Title will ALSO be decided – AND – in the next few minutes, Chris Michaels will be making his final appearance here in the cWo in a wrestling capacity!

Hart: How many times has he said that before, Lance? Please!

Wilden: This time it’s for real, Lance! He’s seemingly come to peace with the notion that his career is coming to an end – but he’ll have a roadblock ahead of him tonight in Notorious JON!

Hart: Who’s not going to let him forget what his career really was like in the cWo – playing second fiddle!

Wilden: Folks – it seems that the Devon Dice mystery is beginning to unravel as well, as you saw right before we began tonight! After last week’s confusing end to his Path of Kings tenure, Devon Dice was kidnapped – but it seems now that the place he is being held has been recognized; we’re under the impression that the proper authorities have been alerted!

Hart: I’m surprised he wasn’t kidnapped and released to a mental institution! That’s what I would do.

Wilden: But that’s in a few minutes folks! In our main event of the evening, Muru and ASM are going to duke it out to see who’s going to step into the ring against Johnny Serious next week, who as we all know, will be defending Nick Dangerous’ World Title!

Hart: But he’s not injured anymore – this is all Fiasco’s doing!

Wilden: Nevertheless; and also tonight folks, Josh Cantrell and Sean Pason are set to square off; and Chazz Mendel is set to take on his longtime antagonist Jack Union!

Hart: And we all know how both of these matches will turn out – let’s just fast forward to the good parts with OMEGA and Nick Dangerous!

Wilden: But folks, we’re going to head down to the ring right now, where Chris Michaels is set –

[Jason Duran stands next to Notorious JON]

Duran: I'm here with one of half of cWo's tag team champions....

[Notorious JON takes the microphone away from Duran.]

Notorious JON: They know who I am. What're you doing? I don't have all day!

Duran: Sorry I just thought...

Notorious JON: Thinking isn't in your job description. Just smile and hold the mic.

[He hands the mic back to Duran, who smiles like an idiot and holds the mic]

Notorious JON: I bet you want to ask me how I feel about facing my "friend" Chris Michaels, don't you?

[Duran nods and smiles.]

Notorious JON: Chris Michaels stopped being my friend a long time ago. He went behind my back, he went behind the back of his wife and children, and had a frivolous affair with a good friend of mine.... and when the affair is over, he just throws her aside. He had no intention of committing doing anything serious. And how does Chris Michaels try to recover from this misstep? He decided to hide himself in the disgusting, corrupt flag of this atrocious country! Chris Michaels represents everything that is evil in this world... he represents corruption and oppression. And to make things worse, he wants to be the leader of the so called "free world!" Do you know he hit me up for a campaign donation? Me! A donation! He expected me to sell out everything i believe in to support his sick dream!

Duran: What about the reports that this is Chris Michaels' last match before he focuses on his presidential bid?

Notorious JON: Enjoy a double dose of failure, Chris. Because he doesn't only have no shot tonight, but he's got no shot in November! Do yourself a favor, Jason, Google Ron Paul! THAT'S the man who's going to eliminate all the corruption, who's going to end the horrors of consumerism and capitalism! It's time for a change... and that change isn't Chris Michaels! So Chris, tonight... this isn't just about me and you. This is good versus evil! Freedom versus oppression! Justice versus injustice. Chris Michaels.... every ounce of hatred, every bit of ill-will I have for this country that I have will be unleashed on YOU. This is your last match? Get ready for one hell of a sendoff.

[The camera pans over as Andrew Fiasco walks over to Notorious JON and Duran.]

Notorious JON: Andrew. You're still here? How're you enjoying MY Path of Kings Tournament?

Fiasco: Funny. I just figured now, when you're being interviewed, is the best time to ask you an important question. Are you planning on defending those tag team titles of yours at Veneration?

Notorious JON: I was just getting to that, Andrew! A few weeks ago, we defeated TKO pretty easily. So, they're officially out of the running. That being said, we have two other exceptional tag teams, yet one hasn't emerged as a clear cut contender. SO, I've decided that at Veneration... The All American Heroes will be facing The Lethal Injection for the chance to step into the ring with Omega at a future date!

Fiasco: That's funny. I don't know if you've got the memo, but both of those teams have had their contracts lapse.... and at this moment, they are not currently on the cWo roster!

Notorious JON: So? I'll have Tony re-sign the contract.

Fiasco: It's not that easy, we need to have the pay per view card set in stone today, and seeing as we now have an extra slot for the two non-active teams you wanted to face each other.... I'm filling that slot! So at Veneration, bring your wrestling gear because you and Heretic will be defending your tag team titles against TKO!!

[The crowd cheers at the announcement of the match, Notorious JON pushes the microphone away from his face and storms off.]

Wilden: Right off the bat – big news tonight, folks!

Hart: I can’t believe what that maniac is doing to this organization!

Wilden: We’ll be back right after this!

[Camera shows exterior of a building and the cWo security guards setting up a perimeter on the outside.]

Guard #1: MOVE!

[Guards bust the door open and rush in.]

Guard #2: I see Lamont, he's surrendering.

[Guards secure Lamont and take him outside.]

Guard #1: Dice should be in there, be advised there are three hostiles in there. MOVE!

[A few guards bust in the door and find an empty room.]

Guard #1: Damn it, where the hell is Dice?

Lamont: Being taken to the arena. Believe me, I did not want any part in this. All I wanted to do was get even with him at Veneration. I wanted him to know what a nightstick feels like.

Guard #2: Well, that's out of the question. You're going to jail, buddy, but first you're going to help us round up your "homies." And if you do that, maybe we'll try to get you a reduced sentence. Let's go!

Lamont:  But you're not even police officers...

Guard #1:  Shut up!

[The guards throw Lamont in the back of the car and take off.]

Commercial Break

[ASM is seen moving down the hallway, flexing his muscles and stretching a bit. He opens the door to a seemingly vacated locker room and flicks on the light, only to find Christian Roman kneeling in the center of the floor. ASM chuckles for a moment and goes to turn off the light, but Roman’s voice is heard]

Christian Roman: Didn’t your mother ever to teach you that if you don’t have anything good to say, don’t say anything at all?

ASM: My mother also told me that I shouldn’t believe in fairy tales, bub.

[Roman stands and briskly walks over to ASM, staring up at the giant]

Christian Roman: We’ll see who the joker is next week at Veneration, pal. Let’s just hope that your fairy tale with OMEGA doesn’t come to an end on account of me. Then you’ll wish you believed in a God. Now get out of my way, I have somewhere to be right now.

[Roman pushes past a stunned ASM as the camera fades to ringside]

Wilden: It seems as if this plot continues to get thicker and thicker between Devon Dice and Lamont Dalmon!

Hart: Yeah! It’s so boring that we can’t get out of it!

Wilden: The man’s life was at risk!

Hart: Maybe with J.J. Carter calling the shots – but Lamont Dalmon? You saw how fast he threw up his hands when those rent-a-cops showed up!

Wilden: Ugh, anyway, folks, after the break– it seems that another certainty has been made a reality, with Christian Roman and ASM to step into the ring against one another next week!

Hart: How does Christian think he’s going to handle this giant? He already failed at it once!

Wilden: I’m sure he’ll find a way – Christian Roman always does! But anyway folks, it’s time for a little bit of history to come your way – in what is being called his final match here in the cWo – Chris Michaels!

[A montage of clips from Chris Michaels’ career air on the screen; one of him winning the TV Title; then the US Title; then finally, the World Title. He is seen as a part of several influential organizations within the cWo: OMEGA, the Trio, among others. Finally, a shot of him campaigning for the 2008 Presidency is seen with Chris Michaels smiling.]

Hart: What a tearjerker!

Wilden: Let’s head down to the ring, folks!

Muru: Our following contest is schedule for one fall! Introducing first and making his way to the ring from Roanoke, Virginia; weighing in at 225 pounds…’HOTSHOT’ CHRISSSSSSSSSS MICHAELSSSS!

[“Hail to the Chief” begins to blare over the PA as red, white and blue spotlights hit the ramp way. Before Chris Michaels is seen however, the music stops, shifting drastically, as “Superstar” by Saliva tears throughout the arena. Fans explode into a frenzy of cheers as Michaels emerges through the curtain with his arms raised, making his way down the ramp and sliding into the ring]

Wilden: It looks like the Hotshot has returned!

Hart: It figures – after what Notorious JON said about him; I’d change my attitude in a hurry too to get off his bad side!

[The OMEGA symbol flashes on the screen briefly as "Search and Destroy" by Iggy Pop begins to play as Notorious JON steps out from behind the entrance curtain with his arms raised. The crowd boos loudly as he quickly drops his arms, prompting a flurry of pyrotechnics on either side of the ramp as he quickly walks to the ring. He climbs up onto the apron, puts his back against the ropes and raises his arm again, prompting intensifying boos. He then climbs into the ring and jumps onto the second turnbuckle, soaking what he believes to be a loving reaction one more time before climbing down and staring at Chris Michaels]

Wilden: Alright folks – one more time! It looks like this will be the final installment of Chris Michaels here I the cWo!

Hart: Because Notorious JON is going to put him to rest right now!

Wilden: Both of these men have a storied history together –

[Suddenly, the arena turns pitch black and the image of a crucifix appears on the screen. 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 stares at both men – Aaron Blake, unsure of what to do, stands there unmoved as Christian asks for a microphone]

Wilden: What is he doing down here!

Hart: He wants to join in on the action – come on, Lance! Maybe we can get involved in the final Chris Michaels beatdown!

Christian Roman: I figured it would only be proper if it were to end this way, Chris. Despite the differences we’ve had; you’ve been a valued nemesis over the years – both of you have. [stares between both a grimacing Notorious JON and a slightly satisfied Chris Michaels] But tonight – this isn’t about finishing Notorious JON off or ending OMEGA; no, this is about giving the fans what they want – and the fans want Chris Michaels!

[With that said, Roman drops the microphone and charges at Notorious JON, taking him off guard with a clothesline as Aaron Blake hurriedly calls for the bell]

[Ding Ding Ding]

Wilden: And we’re off and running! Apparently Christian Roman has inserted himself in the match here tonight!

Hart: He can’t do that – he has no authority over who decides matches and their competitors!

Wilden: I guess he feels that it would be more relevant if he was involved, considering the epic battles that all three of these men have shared over the years!

Hart: This is going to turn into an assault on Notorious JON – I just know it!

Wilden: Calm down, Robbie! Roman pulls a stunned Notorious JON to his feet and bounces him off the ropes, but Chris Michaels quickly ends his charge with a clothesline to the OMEGA leader!

Hart: See! Just what I anticipated!

Wilden: Now both men are laying it on Notorious JON!

Hart: Someone needs to get down here and put a stop to this madness!

Wilden: Chris Michaels gets down on one knee and pulls Notorious JON forward, grabbing him into a headlock as Christian Roman begins to put his boots into the back of the OMEGA leader!

Hart: I can’t bear to watch this, Lance – this just may be too much for Notorious JON to handle!

Wilden: Michaels releases his hold and hangs back for a minute as Christian pulls Notorious JON to his feet and levels him with a European uppercut, sending the OMEGA leader backwards and into the corner! Now Michaels goes in for the kill as Roman hangs back – both men working together quickly and efficiently!

Hart: That’s exactly what I’m afraid of, Lance!

Wilden: Hotshot begins stomping away at his longest rival, driving his boots into the midsection of Notorious JON – and he backs up, and now Christian Roman is in there on the attack!

Hart: This is unbelievable! And Aaron Blake is just standing there letting this happen! He can’t still have that grudge against Notorious JON from all those months ago!

Wilden: Christian gives Notorious JON a few shots to the head – but he’s met with an eye rake from the 5-Time World Champion! Christian staggers backwards and is met with a boot to the stomach from Notorious JON, who then grabs his trunks and throws him towards the corner! Michaels comes charging at the OMEGA leader, but Notorious JON ducks under the clothesline and grabs Michaels around the neck in the process, bringing him to the canvas with a quick DDT!

Hart: He’s fighting back just like the warrior that he is!

Wilden: Christian shakes off the rust and charges at Notorious JON as well, but is lifted high into the air for a body slam!

Hart: Oh yeah! That’s how you do it, Jon!

Wilden: Notorious JON is taking control of this match!

Hart: Like he always does!

Wilden: Notorious JON pulls Chris Michaels to his feet, but is met with a few shots to the midsection for his efforts! Notorious JON reels backwards as Christian Roman now jumps to his feet – both men charge at Notorious JON and grab him – both double Irish whip him and take him down with a double shoulder block!

Hart: I thought this was supposed to be a triple threat match, damnit?!

Wilden: Roman and Michaels smirk at one another once again – they’re having a great time with this; taking out their natural enemy!

Hart: What are you talking about? A few weeks ago Christian and Michaels were throwing words at one another!

Wilden: Both pull the fallen OMEGA leader to his feet and double whip him into the ropes again – but this time Notorious JON ducks underneath and bounces off the ropes – DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!

Hart: Oh yeah! Back on top!

Wilden: Chris Michaels is the first one to his feet – and Notorious JON sends him reeling backwards with a few quick jabs to the face! Now Christian Roman is on his feet and he gets lifted into an atomic drop! Notorious JON quickly regains control of this match!

Hart: This is why he’s the best, Lance! Fighting off two men at the same time!

Wilden: Notorious JON grabs hold of Chris Michaels and hopes for an Irish whip, but Michaels reverses it – but Notorious JON pays no heed and takes off Chris Michaels’ head with a massive clothesline!

Hart: I swear, Lance – I thought his head went flying for real!

Wilden: Now Christian Roman makes his move – he charges at Notorious JON, but the OMEGA leader just pushes him from behind and uses Christian Roman’s momentum to sail him over the top rope and to ringside!

Hart: He’s right in front of us, Lance!

Wilden: Now it’s Notorious JON and Chris Michaels alone in the ring – and it doesn’t look good for Chris Michaels!

Hart: You mean that it looks good for Notorious JON!

Wilden: Of course, Robbie! Chris Michaels is on his feet now – and both men grapple with one another! Notorious JON gains the quick edge and applies a headlock, but Chris Michaels begins pounding away at the midsection of Notorious JON! He breaks free of his captor and boots Notorious JON in the midsection – but then gets taken down for the count with a clothesline anyway!

Hart: Two in a row, Lance! I don’t know if Chris Michaels will be able to see clearly after this match has come to an end!

Wilden: Notorious JON quickly pulls Chris Michaels to his feet and puts him between his legs, hooking his arms up and – DOUBLE UNDERHOOK SUPLEX! Notorious JON hooks the leg on Hotshot, and this may be the parting shot!

Hart: Yes, yes! That’s how I like it – spoil the man’s final evening in cWo!

ONE

TWO

NO!

Wilden: And Christian Roman makes his return to the ring, breaking up the pinfall – he’s not about to let his match slide the other way!

Hart: You mean slide Chris Michaels’ way! This is an egregious violation of Christian Roman’s pull here in the cWo!

Wilden: Roman and Notorious JON now begin to trade blows – Christian gains the edge and pounds away at Notorious JON like never before! He’s using the ropes as leverage now as he beats the life out of Notorious JON! Chris Michaels attempts to get in on the action too – but he gets leveled by Christian Roman as well!

Hart: There goes your camaraderie, Lance!

Wilden: Christian seems unfazed by the turn of events and continues to hammer away on Notorious JON, who looks to be fading fast!

Hart: He’ll never give up – never surrender!

Wilden: Chris Michaels has seen enough, however! He grabs Christian Roman from behind and drops him to the canvas with a 3/4 neckbreaker! Michaels drags Christian away from Notorious JON, but continues to drop his boots all over the fallen Irishman! Notorious JON is now on his feet – and he’s putting his boots into mix as well!

Hart: Look – this match resembles Chris Michaels’ career! He’s switching sides!

Wilden: Only for the moment, Robbie – Notorious JON hangs back a bit to catch a breath as Hotshot pulls Christian Roman to his feet, immediately sending him back to the canvas with a snap suplex!

Hart: I didn’t know the old dog could move that quickly without breaking a bone!

Wilden: Michaels begins stomping away on the broken body of Christian Roman once again, but Notorious JON intervenes, pulling Christian to his feet and shooting him into the corner – but now Chris Michaels and Notorious JON are going at it as Roman lays in the corner!

Hart: Come on! Can’t somebody take care of that lunatic in the corner before he regains his senses and realizes what’s going on?

Wilden: Notorious JON has the upper hand – half nelson suplex! Chris Michaels falls flat on the canvas and rolls over, attempting to get out of the ring – but Notrious JON won’t let him! He grabs him quickly and keeps Michaels still with a legdrop! And now he’s pulling at his arm – the bicep slicer!

Hart: Listen to that old man yell in pain! You’d think they were telling him that he can’t watch Jeopardy or something!

Wilden: Michaels is howling in pain right, ladies and gentlemen – and Notorious JON is showing no signs of relenting! He twists and pulls Hotshot’s arm back further and further – but hang on! Christian Roman with a dropkick to the back of Notorious JON’s head! Michaels is free – and he immediately rolls out of the ring!

Hart: He caught a lucky break there, Lance – you knew he was going to tap if Roman hadn’t come to the rescue!

Wilden: Roman brings an axe handle smash with him on to the back of Notorious JON, who’s struggling to get to his feet! He drags the OMEGA leader to his feet and pushes him into the corner, climbing on top of him and punching away at Notorious JON’s face, drawing the crowd’s approval!

Hart: He’s going to mangle his dashing good looks!

Wilden: In a show of sportsmanship, Christian singles to the crowd and lays one last blow upon Notorious JON’s head – but no! The 5-Time Champion hooks his arms around Christian Roman – POWERBOMB! My God! Christian Roman is broken in half!

Hart: That’s the way to do it – that’ll teach Roman not to show off to the crowd!

Wilden: Notorious JON is feeling the high right now – he climbs through the ropes and on to the apron, moving towards the turnbuckle – he gets on top – but Chris Michaels is there on the opposite side, shaking the ropes! Notorious JON loses his balance and goes crashing to ringside!

Hart: Oh come on! The old man was down and out for the count!

Wilden: Michaels looks at the downed Notorious JON and slides into the ring quickly – he hooks the leg on Christian Roman – this will be history tonight!

Hart: I can’t believe he’s going to do it!

ONE

TWO

NO!

Wilden: Christian gets his shoulder up at the last second! Michaels is obviously distraught at the call and is yelling at official Aaron Blake, but to no avail! Meanwhile, Notorious JON is making his return to the ring – both men seem to be on the same page for a second as both men grab Christian to his feet and bring him down immediately with a double suplex!

Hart: Look at Notorious JON’s ability to forgive and forget! Isn’t is admirable?

Wilden: That’s not what I would call it, Robbie – it’s more like when the opportunity rises!

Hart: Bah! But I will agree – Notorious JON knows when to pick his spots!

Wilden: And that’s right now! Michaels had his back turned and Notorious JON sends him to the canvas with a fast forearm to the back of the head! He pulls Michaels to his feet and shoots him into the ropes! Michaels ducks under a clothesline, and then meets Notorious JON’s chin with a flying elbow, taking the big man down a peg!

Hart: You’re right – Notorious JON is a god among men in the ring right now! He’s huge – in more ways than one!

Wilden: Not as of this moment, however, as Chris Michaels drags Notorious JON’s body over towards the ropes and places his head between the first and second ropes – he’s sitting on the back of Notorious JON and using the rope as a choking device!

Hart: Hey – that’s not legal!

Wilden: And Aaron Blake doesn’t think so either – he’s getting himself involved now, much to the dismay of the Hotshot, who’s fighting tooth and nail and hanging on for dear life! 

Hart: Pull him off! Disqualify him!

Wilden: Michaels finally relents and stands up, but is met with a flying knee to the midsection from Christian Roman! Michaels hunches over and Roman quickly grabs his neck, spinning him around and dropping him to the canvas with a swinging neckbreaker! Now Christian Roman is in control!

Hart: Get up, Jon!

Wilden: Christian moves swiftly towards the turnbuckle and heads to the top – Notorious JON and Chris Michaels slowly make their way to their feet at the same time and – CHRISTIAN LAUNCHES HIMSELF AT THEM! SPLASH THAT TAKES ALL THREE MEN DOWN!

Hart: When in God’s name did Christian Roman become a high flyer?

Wilden: He’s always had the tools – and it’s not as if he isn’t limber and athletic enough to get the job done! All three men are down for the count right now, ladies and gentlemen! And Aaron Blake is moving towards the triple counout!

Hart: He can’t do this – it’s not right!

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

Wilden: Christian and Notorious JON are slowly making their way to their feet! Christian uses the ropes as leverage as Notorious JON pulls himself together on his own!

FIVE

SIX

SEVEN

Wilden: Now Michaels is on his feet – Christian sprints towards Notorious JON, but is met with a swift boot to the face for his efforts! Michaels is up now! Him and Notorious JON are sparring – now Christian Roman’s back up and he’s getting involved! All three men are wildly throwing punches at one another!

Hart: One of them has to hit the other for a clear knockout!

Wilden: It seems that most of them are aimed at Chris Michaels, who staggers backwards! Notorious JON takes the initiative and charges forward, laying out Hotshot with a shoulder block – he spins around and is met with a dropkick to the midsection from Christian Roman, sending him reeling out and through the ropes to ringside!

Hart: Get up NJ!

Wilden: Christian Roman hooks the leg on Chris Michaels – one time too many for the Hotshot!

ONE

TWO

NO!

Hart: It has to happen again – I’m no Christian Roman fan, but what an ending to that career it would be! Roman’s taken every title that Michaels has ever owned – what it would be to end the man’s career on a sour note!

Wilden: Christian pounds the canvas and stands up, but he’s tripped up by a surging Notorious JON! The OMEGA leader pulls himself on to the apron, but is met with an elbow to the midsection from Chris Michaels! Both men are sparring with one another now – Chris Michaels gains the edge for a second, grabs Notorious JON by the head and slams his head into the steel turnbuckle!

Hart: That’s not legal – foreign objects!

Wilden: Michaels spins around and is met with a boot to the midsection from Christian Roman! Roman quickly spins Michaels around and goes back to back with him – you know what’s coming! – he pulls him upwards, but Michaels wriggles out the back! A stunned Christian Roman spins around and gets locked in – and MY GOD – HOTSHOT JUST MADE CHRISTIAN ROMAN WONDER WHY ME?

Hart: He did it! The son of a bitch did it!

Wilden: Michaels quickly hooks the leg on the only competitor he’s never beaten here in the cWo!

ONE

TWO

THREE!

Wilden: Notorious JON is too late to the ring – Chris Michaels has done it! He’s gone out on top and has finally pinned Christian Roman!

[Ding Ding Ding]

Muru: Here is your winner…HOTSHOT CHRISSSSSSSSS MICHAELSSSSSSSS!

Wilden: He’s finally done it, ladies and gentlemen! Chris Michaels has pinned Christian Roman – and he is going out as a winner here in the cWo!

Hart: Good riddance!

[Notorious JON shakes his head as he leaves the ring; Christian rolls out under the ropes as Chris Michaels stands in the ring with his arms raised in the air, the fans roaring in approval as “Superstar” hits the PA system]

Wilden: Folks, this was just the first of many – we’re going to head to a commercial break– we’ll be right back!

[Tiffany Tolberg stands smiling in front of the camera. Although she seems as happy as usual… she seems a little nervous as well. Standing next to her is J.J. Carter… who does not look to be in a good mood at all.]

Tiffany Tolberg: With me right now is…

[J.J. calmly takes the mic from her.]

J.J. Carter: I don’t mean to be rude here Tiffany, but pretty much everyone watching knows who I am. Besides this message is not for them… it is for one man and one man only!

[J.J. looks towards the camera with a stern look on his face.]

J.J. Carter: Wraith! I don’t know where you are… but I know you can hear me! Why don’t you come out and face me? I have something I want to say to you, man to … freak. You want to stalk me? That’s weird but whatever. But why don’t you stop hiding in the shadows and be a man for once? I don’t need to hide behind special effects and snakes to be one of the best fighters in this company! But apparently you do, so what does that say about you? I know you are waiting, watching, planning your next move … what do you want?

[Suddenly an aerial camera is focusing on J.J., and he looks up at it as begins to spin around.]

J.J. Carter: WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!!!!

[The camera pans back down to normal view as J.J. regains himself. He looks back at the camera.]

J.J. Carter: You want to say how my time is up…. well… news flash, it is your time that has finally come to an end. Your little makeshift horror show is done. I don’t care when you strike, Wraith, or when you plan on “stealing my soul.” I’m taking you out at Veneration! You better be there or…

[Suddenly, fuzz interrupts the screen and J.J.’s voice begins to sound muffled]

J.J. Carter: I will…

[Suddenly, the picture is lost and a please stand by message appears on the screen.]

[Then that too disappears, and the scene switches to what looks to be complete darkness. All we can hear is breathing. We can slowly begin to see a shape of a man and then we can hear the ticking of a clock. The camera then zooms towards a bench where a few broken clocks lay. We can only see a hammer next to them and the hands of the man we saw before hand.]

The Wraith: So you want me to take you “home” earlier than I wanted to. You want time to move faster. You are tired of playing a game. You want to travel through vast galaxies and time and meet on the DAY OF YOUR DOOM?

[Suddenly, the hammer comes crashing down on one of the clocks on the shop table. The hammer than smashes another.]

The Wraith: Then fine… your wish is my command. I have stopped time for you, so you can have your wish of having you expunged earlier than planned.

[A snake begins to crawl on the shop table, and it slithers over the broken clocks.]

The Wraith: But be warned… when you are begging for mercy before your final judgment, when I have you on your knees, pleading that your beliefs and faith is false and the only one true god left this planet years ago because he got sick and tired of his creation. I will take no mercy on you. I will actually take delight in delivering your soul to my world…

[Suddenly, the camera fades to black and cuts to commercial.]

Commercial Break

[Sean Pason tapes his hands in front of his locker. Notorious JON stands behind him.]

Notorious JON: You ready for this?

Pason: Always.

Notorious JON: You realize how big this is, right? We need you in that tournament... all of this, everything we've done, is for you.

Pason: I get it.

Notorious JON: Good.

Pason: But there's been something bugging me. Last week, Heretic was talkin' crazy.. something about borrowed time.

Notorious JON: Heretic's crazy, relax. You're like a brother to me, Sean... don't worry about it. Have I ever lied to you before?

[Notorious JON gives an approving grin as the camera fades back to ringside]

Wilden: I don’t know if Sean Pason should answer that question!

Hart: What are you talking about? Why would Notorious JON lie to him!

Wilden: He’s not exactly the most trustworthy person in the cWo – or on the planet for that matter!

Hart: When has he ever lied?

Wilden: I can name several times – one being about handing over the cWo to Kyle Kash after winning it from Troy Turley!

Hart: That was a conflict of interest!

Wilden: Regardless! Also, before the break folks, we saw the match between J.J. Carter and the enigmatic Wraith become finalized for Veneration next week –

Hart: Send that demon to hell!

Wilden: Which one are you referring to?

Hart: Can it be both?

Wilden: Ugh – anyway, folks, as you all know, this is an exciting week for cWo, as tonight we come closer to a conclusion to the Path of Kings tournament!

Hart: It's time to make some money!

Wilden: Some money? What are you betting on the tournament?

Hart: Oh uh, of course not! But it would make me quite wealth...happy to see Sean Pason win tonight!

Wilden: Well he's got a heck of a challenge ahead of him, Josh Cantrell is a tough customer, and especially aftert what he's been through lately, I think he's gonna have a lot of stress to unleash.

[South Town by P.O.D. hits the PA system as Sean Pason begins to come out.]

Hart: I think he's in OMEGA for a reason Lance, Josh Cantrell's frustration is nothing for a man like him to be afraid of.

Wilden: We'll see how well he holds up against the Product of Hate.

Muru: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is part of the semi-finals for the Path of Kings tournament! Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred pounds. From Charlotte, NC... Sean Paaaaaaaaaasoooooon!

[The fans boo as Pason makes it to the ring, holding up his arms in celebration of his arrival.]

Hart: Looks confident enough to get the job done!

Wilden: Should be, he's not gonna make it any other way.

[Then, the crowd explodes as the lights dim and red fog fills the entrance way with red lights shining through them. Static is quickly replaced on the big screen 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, walking forward, with his eyes locked on Pason, with a straight face, he looks like he's come for business.]

Wilden: Cantrell looks focused, yet at the same time there must be so much on his mind right now.

Hart: I don't think he was expecting to get this far in the tournament, he's starting to get weak kneed at the thought that if he wins this tournament he might have to wrestle Nick Dangerous again!

Wilden: Yeah, right.

Muru: And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and forty eight pounds, hailing from Ripley, Ohio, he is Josh Caaaaantrelllll!

DING DING DING

Wilden: We're under way and this match is starting with a bang, Josh Cantrell has had a huge chip on his shoulder since Andrew Fiasco's Path of Kings tournament has been taken away from him.

[Josh Cantrell rushes Sean Pason with a barage of forearms, catching the mixed martial artist by surprise.]

Wilden: Given Sean Pason's background you'd think he'd be able to protect himself a little more in the early early EARLY goings of this match!

Hart: You're so quick to judge!

[The referee struggles to keep Josh's emotions in check as he begins to count to five, as Cantrell has Pason cornered. At a count of five, Cantrell backs off, leaving himself open for Pason to fight back with an assault of right and left kicks.]

Hart: See that? Pason showing him how to do it!

[Cantrell blocks some kicks, misses some others, until Cantrel's able to catch his right leg, and take him down with a fierce STO.]

Wilden: What a take down! Pason's gotta be taken down a notch there! Pin!

ONE

Wilden: Only one!

[Cantrell begins delivering hard forearms to the side of a downed Sean Pason's head.]

Wilden: This is brutal! Cantrell is letting loose on Pason like he owes him money.

Hart: Relax Lance, this should be no indication of who's gonna come out the victor!

[Pason then spins the momentum around and mounts Cantrell, starting to mount punches of his own, but Cantrell is quick to reverse a punch and bring Pason down for an armbar.]

Hart: Shades of Nick Dangerous! Dangerous Armbar!

Wilden: I think in this case Cantrell would be more comfortable referring to this as a FUJIWARA armbar.

Hart: Blasphemy!

[Pason rolls out of the armbar, but is caught in a cross armbar quickly after.]

Wilden: Pason is running out of ideas!

[Pason then pulls into the ropes.]

Hart: Yeah nuts to that.

[The referee starts counting to a five, on four, Cantrell releases the hold.]

Wilden: It seems Cantrell is beating Pason at his own game here!

[Cantrell gets up to his feet as Pason starts to look shocked at the aggressiveness of Cantrell, and uses it to motivate himself to get aggressive.]

Hart: Now Cantrell's done it, he made Pason angry!

[Pason enraged, charges Cantrell and goes for his infamous roundhouse kick, but Cantrell dodges it and takes Pason down with an exploder suplex.]

Wilden: Exploder! Exploder!

[Pason is senseless as he on instinct only gets back up to his feet, only to get another exploder suplex.]

Wilden: And another exploder suplex!

Hart: Come on Pason, what are you on!

[Pason is completely out of it, as he can barely stand on one knee, trying with all he has to get to his feet, as Cantrell puts him to rest with a shining wizard.]

Wilden: GOOD GOD! SHINING WIZARD! What an offensive flurry by the Product of Hate! Here's the pin!

ONE

TWO

THR-

Wilden: NO!

Hart: Yes! Snap out of it Pason!

[Cantrell gets up, knowing he has Pason where he wants him, he spreads his arms out and screams at the top of his lungs.]

Wilden: I think Cantrell's in a zone here!

Hart: He's uncontrollable! Disqualify him!

[Cantrell begins picking Pason up, and hoists him up in a fireman's carry, and quickly takes him down with Driven By Hate.]

Hart: DAMNIT!

Wilden: Driven by Hate! How could Pason have anything left after this! Here's the pin!

ONE

TWO

THREE

DING DING DING

Wilden: And Cantrell!? We'll see you at Veneration!

Hart: That's not right!

Muru: The winner of this match, by submission, The Product of Hate, Josh, Cantrell!

[The fans cheer, as "Full Circle" hits the PA system.]

Wilden: Didn't take Josh long at all to take care of Pason. Keep in mind that Pason is the same man who knocked out our World Champion near the beginning of last year in one blow.

Hart: Which is why this was such an easy match for Cantrell, Pason's regretted the decision ever since!

Wilden: I'm sure he has.

[Suddenly out of nowhere, we see Chazz Mendel knocking Muru from behind with a chair as he charges into the ring.]

Wilden: What the HELL!?

[With Josh Cantrell pumped up for the chance to get it on with Mendel, he welcomes him as he stomps on the Path of Kings competitor on his way in, causing him to drop the chair. Chazz powers up to his feet, as Cantrell and Chazz begin trading blows.]

Wilden: We got a brawl going down!

Hart: This is just a preview of what's to come at Veneration!

Wilden: If Chazz can beat Jack Union that is!

Hart: Please...

[Suddenly cameras catch an injured Nick Dangerous coming out to the ring with a giant cast around his right foot, as the brawl continues in the ring.]

Wilden: I don't like the looks of this.

[Suddenly Chazz starts to show signs of weakness as Cantrell continues his assault, as Chazz is stunned, Cantrell backs against the ropes, and uses the momentum to clothesline Chazz to the mat.]

Wilden: Chazz is down! Chazz is down!

[As Chazz is down, Cantrell turns his attention towards Nick Dangerous, who starts to look as though he's questioning his decision to come down to the ring. Nick hesitantly climbs up the stairs slowly, when Cantrell's feet are clutched by Chazz Mendel.]

Wilden: This isn't a good spot for Cantrell.

[Josh begins stomping on Chazz, but before long Nick is in the ring, slamming his crutch against Josh's back.]

Wilden: No!

Hart: This is great!

[Josh falls to his knees as Chazz mounts him and begins pounding right hands against the back fo his head, bringing him down to his stomache. Chazz rolls beside Cantrell to make room for Nick to slam his crutch against his back, this time breaking the crutch.]

Wilden: This is despicable, that's enough!

Hart: They're just getting started!

[Chazz then holds Cantrell's right hand down on the mat with all his force, shouting something to Nick that can't be heard quite enough to make out what he's saying.]

Wilden: What's he telling Nick?

[Nick looks hesitant, as Chazz is dead set on Nick doing what he's telling him to.]

Hart: Come on Nick! Cooperate with him!

[Nick shakes his head as he closes his eyes, and raises his right foot, and aggressively slams his casted foot down on Cantrell's right hand causing intense pain to Nick's leg.]

Wilden: NO!

Hart: What sacrifice displayed by our champion!

Wilden: This is not right at all!

[The fans are booing loudly as Nick and Chazz are then chased to the outside of the ring.]

Wilden: That could have broke Cantrell's hand!

Hart: Then that makes it even for him breaking Nick's leg!

Wilden: Nick's leg is the result of a hard fought battle, this is the result of Nick and Chazz being pig headed and thinking only of themselves!

Hart: Shut up Lance! Quit cryin'!

Wilden: Medical attention is coming to the aid of Josh Cantrell, Cantrell looks like he's in a bad way here, he's hurting more than I've ever seen him.

[Fans are distraught as they look over Cantrell in agony, as he clutches his right hand trying to put off the pain he's in, as EMTs try to look at his hand, but Cantrell pulls away, looking furiously at Chazz and Nick, who back away from the ring.]

Wilden: This is just despicable – folks, we’re going to head to a commercial break, we’ll be back after this mess is cleaned up!

[The cWo locker room, just before Jack Union’s match against Chazz Mendel; Jack is trying to stretch for the match, but David Rivers is in his way.]

Union: Leave me alone, I haven't got the time for this.

Rivers: Just answer me for Christ sakes! What the hell happened to you Jack?

Union: Dave, the Jack Union you knew is dead, killed by his own ego.

Rivers: What are you talking about?

Union: You don't understand, and I can't be bothered to try and explain myself to you.

Rivers: I can't believe this!

[Jack goes to leave the locker room, but Rivers blocks his path]

Rivers: You're not going anywhere until you explain what the hell happened to you.

[Jacks fists clench, then unclench]

Union: I guess I realised that it was time to do something with my life instead of being a complete waste of space...maybe you should learn from my experiences. What would I normally do here, huh? match against Mendel, right, so I'd go home, have a few drinks, do a few film deals, then watch a few stupid TAPES about him. Yeah sure, THAT improves my chances of beating the guy. He's a former world champ for God’ sake. Watching some stupid highlight reel isn't going to help me beat the bastard.

Rivers: Jack, listen -

Union: No Dave, you listen. I am sick and tired of living a damn lie, sitting in my high and mighty tower, while achieving nothing! I have wasted the past years of Hollywood 'glitz' when I should've been doing more important things, and my reputation suffered because of it. I finally realised that I'm a damn worm in peoples eyes, and I'm here now to show them that I will be making my name in cWo the RIGHT way...and I'm willing to do anything to get there.

[Dave stands quietly]

Union: Get out of my way, David.

[Rivers, in shock, stands aside to let Jack pass]

Commercial Break

[Chazz watches as "CBK" Andrew Mendel paces back and forth in his lockerroom.]

Chazz: *sigh* You've been thinking of pay back for a week, you haven't come up with anything yet?

Andrew: Not yet. I want whatever I come up with to be as vile as the crime he unleashed upon me.

Chazz: I told you to crap on something of his. Number two is always worse than number one.

Andrew: I don't want to waste a perfectly good dump on Thaddeus, Chazz!

Chazz: Well stop pacing, you're making me nervous. I’m already nervous enough!

[Reg Mendel enters the room and Andrew looks at him with all the contempt he can muster.]

Reg: What's up, dogs?

Chazz: ...Probably not the right thing to say, Dad.

Andrew: I can't believe your still on his side, some effing parent!

Reg: I'm not taking sides, Andrew, but you did kick the man in the face!

Andrew: So! Do I look like I like the taste of piss, Dad? Do I? I'm not Kim Kardashian, I'm a normal human being!

Reg: If you're thinking about revenge, boy, I'd stop before you get ahead of yourself! If it weren't for Tony Awesome, your little "loophole" as you call it would've cost you your United States title shot! If ya ask me Fiasco should've taken the damn thing away!

Andrew: How the hell can you not be on my side! What the f*BEEP!*k has gotten into you! What happened to your, sack, if this was any other time, I'd have to be the one hold YOU back from beating Thaddeus' ass, now I can't kick his! What kind of BS is that, Dad!

Reg: I'd bite my tongue if I were you, or I might be forced to reach into your mouth and yank it out!

Andrew: I'm tired of biting my tongue, Dad! What's going on! You owe me...no, you owe US a goddam explanation, you owe me a reason you haven't been around old man!

Reg: I'm a grown ass man, Andrew! I don't have to answer to you, I don't have to anyone goddammit! You mind your own business, you've got your own stuff to worry about! Keep your nose out of my business, boy!

[Reg stomps out of the room and Andrew angrily punches a whole in a wall. Chazz stands up and shakes his head.]

Chazz: When did our lives become an episode of "As the World Turns?"

Andrew: (glares at Chazz)...Shut the f*BEEP!* up, man...

[Chazz gives his boots a quick check, then pats Andrew on the back as he leaves]

Wilden: It really is like a soap opera – a bad one at that!

Hart: You need to give it a rest there, Lance! What do you know about their family woes?

Wilden: We see what’s going on like it’s under a microscope, Robbie!

Hart: How dare you call attention to that!

Wilden: Right – anyway, folks, we’re going down to the ring right now, where –hopefully, Jack Union and Chazz Mendel can replicate something of a similar performance from their summer feud!

Hart: With the same result as well!

Wilden: Didn’t Jack Union win that match?

Hart: You don’t know what you’re talking about!

["Carry On Wayward Son" starts playing over the PA system and out walks Jack Union. Jack's focus is solely on the ring as he makes his way down the aisle.]

Muru: Introducing first... Making his way down the aisle, Jack Union!

[Union, still focused, walks up the ring steps and into the ring. Union walks to a corner and tests the ropes, waiting for his opponent.]

Wilden: You know, I like this new Jack Union we've been seeing these passed few weeks. He seems very focused, and with this focus, he could go straight to the tournament final to face Josh Cantrell!

Hart: That's if Cantrell even makes it! Nick Dangerous and Chazz took their shot at Cantrell tonight, and Nick stomped on Cantrell's hand with that giant cast, injuring him.

Wilden: Yes they did, and it was quite cowardly. Nick Dangerous knows that Josh Cantrell has it out for him, so he hired that thug, Mendel, to get the job done for him.

Hart: Josh Cantrell had this coming to him, don't you know! He's been out here purposely injuring other wrestlers, and it was about damn time someone did something to him that would make him think twice before he broke someone's nose again! Let's see him try to punch Nick Dangerous, or Chazz Mendel with that broken hand of his!

Wilden: We're not sure that it's even broken yet, Robbie, stop making assumptions. We haven't gotten the report quite yet about Cantrell's condition.

[Suddenly, "Tiger The Lion" by The Tragically Hip begins playing. Soon, Gord Downie's voice comes crooning through the PA.

"This is Tiger The Lion..."
"Give me the knuckles of Frisco..."
"If there's danger in the language, Gentlemen..."
"I suggest no further use of the two way radio..."

The song kicks in and Chazz Mendel comes walking out onto the stage. The fans accept him with a chorus of boos. The Villain Of The Year laughs a little as the boos intensify.]

Muru: And finally, hailing from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada! The Villain Of The Year, Chazz Mendel!

[Mendel makes his way down to ringside and enters the ring. Mendel walks over to Muru and demands the microphone. Muru gives him the mic reluctantly and exits the ring.]

Wilden: Oh what's this? Let's just get to the match. We don't have time for this!

Hart: We always have time for Chazz Mendel here on Driven, Lance! You know that!

[Chazz walks to the center of the ring and stares down Jack Union. After a few moments, a sarcastic smile crosses his face.]

Mendel: Oh how the mighty have fallen!

[The crowd boos Mendel, yet Union stands perfectly still, not showing any emotion.]

Mendel: I have no idea who the hell I'm talking to right now... You're not the same Jack Union you used to be... Where did the sarcastic, in your face, I'm going to beat the snot out of you while cursing a blue streak Jack Union go?

[No response from Union.]

Mendel: Where did the man who would do anything to please these people so they'd go out and his "Blockbuster" movies go?

[Still no response from Jack. Chazz nods his head like he's figured something out.]

Mendel: I know where he went. He was knocked down, and didn't get up... He finally realized that the man he was, and the life he was leading was giving him NOTHING. It was empty, artificial, and superficial... When he was feeling lonely, he retreated to the Hollywood facade that he built for himself, and found that there was nobody there to greet him. Not even that sandwich eating loser friend of his. He is in the gutter... Right where I said he would end up...

[The crowd boos Mendel, but Jack still doesn't budge. His face is working, he's obviously angered.]

Mendel: Jacky boy... I tried to help you... I really tried to save you from the miserable piece of crap you turned out to be. Remember that? You fought me tooth and nail at every turn to try and hide from the truth that I was bringing to you, and tonight, we're going to write another chapter to the story. We're going to re-write history when I kick your ass, just like I did to Josh Cantrell a few minutes ago, and show the world that I was right all along! That the win you have over me was nothing but a fluke! And that you should be put out to pasture and shot like the lame horse you..

[Chazz is cut short by Jack Union who explodes out of the corner with a vicious clothesline!]

Wilden: And Jack Union has finally had enough of that blowhard, Chazz Mendel! That clothesline almost took Chazz's head off!

Hart: That was a cheap shot and you know it! Chazz wasn't even ready for it! So much for new and improved, Lance!

Wilden: Union has Chazz Mendel up to his feet now, and he's landing some stiff rights and lefts to Chazz's face and body! He's got Mendel reeling toward the corner now. And Union sends Mendel to the opposite corner with an Irish whip! Union follows in close and Mendel tries to use the ropes to sling himself up and over the charging Union, but Jack stops in his tracks, and Chazz lands on Jack's shoulders! He's trying to fight his way off, but Union turns and puts Chazz Mendel on the mat with a running Powerslam! Perfectly executed move by Union!

Hart: Bah! He got lucky! Just like he was lucky those people didn't steal everything he owned when they broke into his house!

Wilden: Union with a pinfall attempt, but Mendel kicks out before the referee can get down to make the count. Jack Union is serious about advancing to the Path Of Kings tournament finals here tonight! He's not wasting any time either landing punches to Chazz's head! He's landed repeated right hands to the head of the Villain Of The Year. The referee is warning Union about using closed fists, but he doesn't listen! Union keeps landing those heavy blows, and the referee gets in there and breaks it up! Much to the dismay of these fans!

Hart: It's about time that zebra got in there and broke that up. The man was obviously breaking the rules! Jack Union should be disqualified!

Wilden: Both men are to their feet now, where they lock up! They're jockying for position, trying to find a way to get the advantage. And Chazz with a kick to the stomach, and a headlock! He's wrenching the headlock in. Union lifts Chazz, trying to backdrop him, but Chazz flips out and lands on his feet! Great display of athleticism by The Villain Of The Year. Chazz runs off the ropes, ducks a clothesline attempt by Union. Mendel rebounds off the other set of ropes toward Union, who sets up for a back body drop! But Mendel saw that one coming and kicked Union right in the face! That kick brought Union to an upright position, he's dazed! Mendel bounces off the ropes again and takes Jack Union off his feet with a spinning wheel kick! Mendel is back to his feet already, he shoots off the ropes and comes back with a quick legdrop across Union's chest! A great display of speed by Chazz Mendel! He covers!

1

2. Kickout by Jack Union right after the referee made the two count!

Hart: Oh come on! That was a slow count!

Wilden: You're not the only one who thinks so! Chazz is jawing with the referee about what he feels is a slow count. Mendel then turns his attention back to his opponent. He brings Union back to his feet, and is quick to bring him back to the mat with a snap suplex. Mendel follows up by grabbing Union's arm and locking in a triangle choke! This could be it for Jack Union! No! Jack reaches out with his leg and puts it on the rope! The referee is telling Chazz to let go, but now it's his turn to ignore the referee! The referee starts the five count!

1. 2. 3. 4. And Mendel finally let's go!

Hart: That was so close!

Wilden: Chazz not giving Union any time to catch his breath, laying heavy boots to the Brits head. Jacks rolling around, desperately trying to get his footing, but Chazz isn't having any of it! Mendel picking up Jack by the hair - ANOTHER snap suplex! Mendel, smiling now as he takes Jack to his feet again - YET ANOTHER snap suplex!

Hart: He's going to suplex him to death!

Wilden: Chazz picking him up again, surely not anothe - NO! Jack kicking Mendel in the stomach, setting him off balance, another kick to the stomach driving Chazz back. Union hitting Chazz with right hands, trying to build momentum here. Union whipping Mendel into the ropes, he comes back...heavy powerslam by Union on a stunned looking Chazz Mendel! this man does not give up!

Hart: Apart from quitting his films, closing his company and turning his back on his friends? yeah, doesn't quit.

Wilden: Union staggering to his feet, he looks to the turnbuckle, he starts climbing, maybe he's looking for a big time elbow drop? Chazz slowly to his feet...Union sat on the top rope...but Chazz is there with him! Chazz landing rights and lefts, while Union responding the same! they're having a fist fight on the top rope!

Hart: Somethings gotta give, and I hope it's Union!

Wilden: Looks like Jack is landing an extra punch, Jacks gaining momentun, looks like Chazz is going to fall - NO! Chazz with an eye rake! Union has been blinded, and Chazz THROWING Union from the top rope down to the canvas! Chazz turning around, Union's in a perfect position for a...FATED CIRCLE! Chazz hit Union with a Fated Circle! Chazz with the pin...

1...

...2...

.........3!

Wilden: That's it! Mendel wins a very scrappy encounter with a shaken Jack Union!

Hart: Mendel played on his fears, which just so happen to be the truth too. Unions changed, and I don't think its for the best!

Wilden: In all honesty, Jack fought like a lion, and these past few weeks, we've seen him at his best.

Hart: Still, best isn't good enough against the 'Villain Of The Year'!

Muru: Your winner by pinfall, The Villain Of The Year, Chazz Mendel!

[Chazz bathes in the boos of the crowd as he raises his hand in victory. Jack Union is sat in the corner, his eyes glazed over]

Wilden: This doesn’t look like it’s going to a happy place for Jack Union!

Hart: Let’s get out of here before he decides to sell his soul to The Wraith or something after that loss!

Wilden: We’ll be right back after this!

[Camera is inside Lamont's dressing room. Dice is tied to a chair and a knock is heard at the door.]

Thug #3: It's about time he got here.

[Door opens and two guards rush in and spray the three men with mace. They scream while they are restrained and cuffed.]

Guard #1: Dice, are you okay?

[They untie Dice.]

Devon Dice:  Yeah, I'm good. Where is Lamont?

Guard #2: Bring him in.

[Two more guards walk Lamont into the room.]

Devon Dice: You son of a bitch!

[Dice charges Lamont and lands with a right haymaker across the face of Lamont, buckling his knees.]

Guard #1: Devon, calm down. It's alright. The police are on their way to put these 4 away for awhile!

Devon Dice:  Good.... No, wait! Call them back, tell them they aren't needed.

Guard #2: What do you mean?

Devon Dice: I'll settle it in the ring with him at Veneration! He's been going on and on about a nightstick match. So next week at Veneration it's on, Devon Dice v.s. Lamont Dalmon in a nightstick match!

[Dice walks out of the room]

Devon Dice: Get this garbage out of my arena!

[Camera cuts to a commercial]

Commercial Break

[Sean Pason limps down the hallway, inevitably still suffering from his previous match in the night, breathing heavily and holding his midsection. He stops to catch his breath and looks up and sees Heretic standing in front of him next to the trashcan.]

Pason: Hey man. Listen, I'm sorry.

Heretic: You're sorry?

[Heretic lifts up the trashcan and throws it into Pason. Pason drops to his knees. Heretic grabs Pason, then DDTs him hard onto the floor. Heretic quickly jumps back to his feet and lays the boots hard to Sean Pason's side. He looks down at Pason and spits. Notorious JON walks into frame and stands next to Heretic, looking down at the fallen Sean Pason.]

Heretic: Sorry isn't good enough!

[The camera quickly cuts back to ringside as Sean Pason is seen writhing around on the floor]

Wilden: This is uncalled for!

Hart: He failed them, Lance! OMEGA took appropriate action!

Wilden: But that’s not even OMEGA – that’s just Heretic!

Hart: I told you Notorious JON wouldn’t break his word!

Wilden: Ugh – anyway folks, before the break we saw the release of Devon Dice from captivity – and he seems to want to settle the score the old fashioned way with Lamont Dalmon, inquiring about a match with him next week at Veneration – a nightstick match to be exact!

Hart: I hope there’s no Rodney King involved! We’ll never hear the end of it!

Wilden: You’re telling me! But folks, we’re going to head backstage right now, where I’ve received word that we have a camera following around Johnny Serious right now!

Hart: I hope he’s with Nick Dangerous and Evette!

[Backstage, a camera follows Johnny Serious and Evette as they make their way to the dressing room. Johnny Serious wears a SERIOUS CONTENDER tee shirt while Evette wears her usual black slutty leather skirt]

Evette: Johnny, I think you need to just let it go.

Johnny Serious-Let it go!.ARE YOU SERIOUS? I'm going to take care of this problem right now...

Evette: You don't have a match tonight...I think we should take the night off!

Johnny Serious: You can if you want, but I have SERIOUS plans for the night.

[Johnny and Evette continue to walk as the camera goes back to Lance Wilden and Robbie Hart at the announcers table.]

Wilden: SERIOUS PLANS tonight...what does he mean by that?

Hart: How would I know. I just hope he uses his head and stops pissing off The cWo World Champion, NICK DANGEROUS.

Wilden: I don't know Robbie, I think Nick has pissed Johnny off once too many. Where does SERIOUSLY DANGEROUS go from here.

Hart: I think you're over reacting just a tad. Once Veneration comes to a close and Johnny Successfully defends the cWo World Title, these two will be back on good terms. They're like brothers, and with brothers, there is always going to be sibling rivalry.

Wilden: We'll see if you're right about that, but we got a lot more action for all of you right after this!

[Andrew Mendel is walking down the halls with his head down. He looks up though as he approaches a blind corner and a voice is heard. The camera pans around to Reg leaning against the wall on the phone. Andrew peers from behind the wall and listens intently.=

Reg: Oooohh, I know snooky...I know, those Louis Vutton boots did look good on you...then again everything looks good on you...well if you think Louie V leather seats would look good in our brand new Hummer then I do! The boys...oh, don't be concerned with them, they'll chillax eventually...I know, you gotta discipline them the right way...why yes, I do think you could use a spanking, you're such a bad girl...

[Andrew Mendel gags, but is careful not to make a sound].

Reg: Yes, I love that ass...what...yes, I know you want to meet the boys...I just don't know if they're ready yet...you know I love that thing you do with your tongue, but Andrew and Chazz are very...next week?

Andrew: Who the hell is that!

[Reg looks shocked as quickly stuffs his phone in his pocket.-

Reg: What the hell are you doing! What did I tell you about eavesdropping!

Andrew: That it always comes in handy because you never know when you're going to need to blackmail somebody! Who was that!?

Reg: No one!

Andrew: No one? Are you wasting your cell phone minutes calling people that don't exist, a cell phone, may I remind you, that I PAY FOR!?

Reg: If you must know, Andrew, it was a friend, a close friend, and that's all I have to say on the matter!

Andrew: "Close friend?" You don't have any damn friends! You always taught me that friends are just enemies you can invite over for poker and take money from!

Reg: My business is my damn business, boy! You keep your nose out of it, understand me!?

[Reg storms away as Andrew looks on confused.]

Commercial Break

[Heretic stands in front of an open locker, throwing its contents into the trash. Notorious JON stands behind him. Jen Diamond and ASM enter.]

Diamond: ... What're you doing?

Notorious JON: Sean isn't one of us anymore.

Heretic: I guess that whole "failure is not an option" thing got lost on him.

ASM: So now you've got an opening.

Notorious JON: Not exactly. See we've gotta set the bar higher now. Sean couldn't cut it, and we need someone who will.

ASM: Don't worry about it.

Notorious JON: Pason said the exact same thing to me tonight. You're not part of anything until you prove you've got what it takes!

ASM: Last week wasn't my fault!

Diamond: Roman came out of nowhere!

Notorious JON: I want RESULTS, not excuses!! You've got an opportunity tonight. Get yourself the world title shot, then we'll talk.

ASM: Just watch.

[ASM and Jen Diamond turn to leave.]

Notorious JON: Jen!

[Diamond stops]

Notorious JON: He's on his own tonight.

[Notorious JON gives a concerned look as the camera fades back to ringside]

Wilden: Well – no help from OMEGA tonight!

Hart: He doesn’t need it! He’s facing Muru!

Wilden: Well, we’ll see about that – stranger things have been known to happen!

Hart: Not tonight, Lance!

Wilden: Well folks it's time for our main event, it's time for what was once a disorderly mess in the World Heavyweight Championship situation, a little more orderly, no thanks to Tony Awesome at all, MUCH thanks to Tony Fiasco, finally someone who is looking to help filter the crap that Nick is serving us as our World Champion.

Hart: What!

Wilden: I haven't seen a champion with more intentions of robbing the fans of a good show since Notorious Jon, trouble with Jon is he's no longer champion and he's still searching for ways to rob the fans of a good show!

Hart: Oh yeah, sure sure Lance, all the wrestlers you don't like are shams, like all the wrestlers you like are god's gift to man.

[Suddenly Lance and Robbie's conversation is cut short when cameras show Nick Dangerous, hobbling on his crutches with John Pilchard by his side, his World Championship around his waist, and a mic in his hand.]

Nick Dangerous: I hope you're all having a good time tonight!

Wilden: I thought we saw the last of him!

Dangerous: I just feel like I owe all of you an apology, as I should feel partially responsible for Josh Cantrell advancing in the tournament tonight, I thought I would come out and at least serve some kind of justice, for all the Josh Cantrell and Jack Union you had to see tonight you might as well get a good look and get a whole cameras worth of pictures of your World Heavyweight Champion!

[Nick points to his World Championship as he continues despite the boos of the fans.]

Wilden: As if the first look tonight wasn't enough! This man shouldn't even be allowed in the building after what he did!

Dangerous: You'll have to forgive me if I'm in a bit of a bad mood tonight! As good as it felt having taken part in putting a final chapter on Cantrell's fifteen minutes, I also had the priviledge of learning through the grapevine that a ring announcer is getting a potential shot at my gold.

[A Muru chant begins to emerge throughout the crowd as jeers against Nick Dangerous are still audible as well.]

Dangerous: A ring announcer? A ring announcer....Andrew Fiasco tries to scare me!? Fiasco starts trying to put the fear of god in ME, and this is what he does? He puts a ring announcer against ASM to make a statement? Really Fiasco?

Wilden: He's much more than just a ring announcer.

[Nick begins shaking his head in disbelief as he hobbles towards the ring.]

Dangerous: I'm a World Champion! I beat Ryne Deth, Notorious Jon and Christian Roman in one night, with nothing but a chisel and stone I have carved a legacy that paint the faces of my peers envy green and shamefully red! And through Johnny Serious, that legacy will continue, for a very long time!

Wilden: He just never fails to surprise me.

Dangerous: But as strong as the legs my legacy stand on are, it's gonna be hard to hold when those knees buckle, trying hard not to laugh at the joke that is a RING ANNOUNCER getting an opportunity, for an opportunity to challenge for my Title!

[Nick continues to hobble around the ring, with his eyes locked on Muru.]

Dangerous: But I'm here to save those of you watching at home from having to waste any more of your time watching this program, since I can flat out tell you right now, at Veneration it's gonna be ASM going up against Johnny Serious for my World Title!

[The fans boo as Nick looks at Muru with a smirk on his face.]

Dangerous: It's that simple! Ring announcers don't get World Title shots! Ring announcers are lucky to get a chance to kiss my foot let alone fight me! Or Johnny! And that especially goes for you! I'd rather defend against Mic Benson!

Wilden: Someone's gotta knock his block off.

Dangerous: So to prove you're not even a good ring announcer, allow me to fill in for you, since you got a lot on your plate as is. Ladies and gentlemen, with no further adieux, I present to you, hailing from who cares, might as well work for tips, weighing in at no more than most small children, he is-

[Nick gets interrupted by Muru, who pushes Nick off of his feet to the mat outside the ring.]

Wilden: Thank you Muru!

[Muru picks the mic up off the ground after Nick drops it, and begins to speak.]

Muru: I hail from Allen Park, Michigan!

[The fans begin to cheer loudly for Muru as he looks like he has a fire in his eyes like he hasn't had in a while.]

Muru: I weigh two hundred and twenty five pounds!

[Fans continue cheering as Muru continues.]

Muru: I am the GREATEST show on earth! Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

[Muru then throws the mic down on Nick as he enters the ring.]

Wilden: That's right! Tell him who you are!

Hart: Yeah, we needed a reminder!

Wilden: Quiet Robbie!

[The fans cheer as "Coming Undone" by Korn hits the PA system as ASM comes walking through the curtains. By this time Muru is in the ring prepared for what ASM has in store for him, while a disgruntled Nick Dangerous, after being helped to his feet by John Pilchard, has the mic in his hand as he continues to do his self assigned job.]

Dangerous: Now coming to the ring! *pant* The number one contender at Veneration. *pant* A! S! M!

Wilden: He's putting a lot of stock in ASM.

Hart: He would be stupid not to, ASM has a lot going for him.

Wilden: He's on a bit of a losing streak, I don't know if Nick knows that.

Hart: He's got a huge win on Christian Roman, don't know how well you know your cWo history but he was a former World Champion.

Wilden: I'm well aware of that, cWo fans the world over are aware of that.

[ASM enters the ring with a calm, collected and confident look on his face as he walks up to Muru. He immediately walks up to Muru and puts his hand on his head, and then pulls his hand to his chest, signifying the size difference between the two.]

Wilden: Gotta feel for Muru, he often times doesn't get the respect I, and many of the cWo loyal feel he truly deserves.

Hart: Well if he truly deserves it he'll prove it to us tonight.

DING DING DING

Wilden: Now's the time to silence all his critics.

[Muru and ASM immediately lock horns, ASM quick to wrap his right hand behind Muru's head and slam him face first into the mat. Backing off after to give him room to get up.]

Wilden: I wish I could understand why ASM has adopted this disrespectful attitude.

Hart: It's not disrespectful to show a lack of respect to someone who doesn't deserve it, being a part OMEGA it's obvious that he has respect for Notorious Jon, someone worthy of such respect.

Wilden: Please.

[Muru shakes off the cobwebs, as he gets up and faces ASM, while an arrogant Nick Dangerous is shown on camera smirking, while whispering something in John Pilchard's ear.]

[Muru and ASM then lock horns once more, ASM goes for the same move, but this time on the way down, Muru manages to somersault forward and get up to his feet quickly, prompting ASM to run over and try to grab him, but Muru dodges and goes behind ASM. ASM quickly turns around to receive a stiff kick to the right leg.]

Wilden: Ohhh did you hear that!

Hart: We're just getting started Lance.

[Muru continues the pace as he continues to kick ASM in the right and left legs, Muru then grabs ASM's arm to try and deliver an irish whip, but ASM holds his ground by standing still, not going anywhere, and whips Muru to the turnbuckle.]

Wilden: ASM using his power, which is to be expected, to his advantage.

[ASM charges after Muru with a body avalanche, which Muru is quick to dive out of the way.]

Wilden: Good dodge by Muru!

[Muru then goes for a schoolboy pin on a stunned ASM.]

Wilden: Schoolboy!

ONE

TWO

[Cameras show Nick stand up from his seat, as ASM kicks out.]

Wilden: Kickout! That could have been it right there!

Hart: Could'ves don't earn World Title shots!

Wilden: You got a point there.

[ASM quickly gets up, as does Muru, as ASM boots Muru with ease right in the face.]

Hart: THAT's how quick momentum can change Lance. It's a downhill slope from here!

[ASM raises his arms in celebration of his quick move as cameras catch Nick and Pilchard applauding him.]

Wilden: Nick obviously satisfied now.

Hart: Why is he sitting over there and not over here, with his number one fan! Hey Nick! Champ! It's me Robbie, get over here!

Wilden: Oh god...please don't.

[ASM is slowly determining the pace of the match as he picks Muru up to his feet by his hair, as Muru quickly shakes his head to try to get back into the match. We hear a muffling from the commentary booth as ASM pushes Muru backwards into the turnbuckle, and begins driving knees into his gut.]

Dangerous: Well the ring announcer didn't seem to last too long did he?

Hart: Haha!

Wilden: The momentum could take a shift at any point in this match.

Dangerous: Maybe if the hand of god came down and splattered ASM, but that didn't save Christian Roman, so why should Muru's luck be any different?

[ASM then hits a snap mare on Muru and goes for a pin.]

ONE

Wilden: Kickout! It's gonna take more than that to keep Muru down.

Dangerous: But not a lot more.

Wilden: Would you be quiet!

[ASM then hooks a chinlock on Muru as the fans begin rallying for support.]

Hart: Don't worry about Lance, Champ, he's just distraught all the time because all his heroes are losers.

Dangerous: You'd probably be a better ring announcer than you are a play by play.

Wilden: I'd be better at play by play if you guys would be quiet!

Dangerous: A good play by play would persevere no matter what, just like I have as World Champion.

Wilden: If you persevere for longer than a week from today you'll have no one to thank but Johnny Serious.

Hart: Now hold on just a second!

Wilden: Not now, ASM going for another pin!

ONE

Wilden: Not yet!

[Muru kicks out and quickly rolls away from ASM, trying to recuperate. ASM gets up and follows after Muru, and kicks him in the chest before Muru can get to his feet.]

Hart: That had to hurt.

[ASM helps Muru back to his feet, and pushes him into the turnbuckle, and promptly chokes him with his boot, as the referee begins a five count.]

Wilden: ASM playing rough.

[At four, ASM stops what he's doing and grabs Muru by the hair.]

Wilden: Hey that's enough!

[The referee begins another count to five, but before long ASM tosses him in mid air, with Muru landing flat on his back.]

Hart: Almost tossed him into the other corner there!

[ASM at a cool pace walks towards Muru and kneels down for a pin.]

Hart: Here it is.

ONE

TWO-

Wilden: Barely a two.

Hart: Might as well have been.

[ASM again slowly brings Muru to his feet.]

Dangerous: ASM's the kind of guy I would be proud to defend my Title against.

Wilden: I somehow doubt you mean that.

Hart: Of course he means it.

Wilden: I think he means to say he would rather give the shot to ASM than Muru.

[ASM then pushes Muru into the turnbuckle again, this time stunning him with an open handed overhead chop.]

Wilden: What a chop!

Hart: Of course Nick would rather give ASM the shot, it would at least be a challenge!

Dangerous: Heck if Muru was the number one contender, I'd wrestle him myself, despite my leg being a seventy percent at best.

Wilden: You said that two weeks ago!

[ASM then hits Muru with another chop.]

Wilden: Ohh that was a loud one.

Dangerous: Serious re-aggravated it.

Wilden: Likely story.

[ASM then tosses Muru to the opposite corner with an irish whip.]

Wilden: Irish whip by ASM.

[ASM then charges Muru with a clothesline in mind, but Muru hits a desperation basement dropkick to send ASM face first into the second turnbuckle pad.]

Wilden: Quick thinking by Muru!

Hart: Uh oh!

[As ASM makes it back to his feet, Muru spins around and hits a discus clothesline, but ASM barely budges.]

Hart: Ha!

Dangerous: Well that's gotta be it for the ring announcer's bag of tricks.

Wilden: Muru's not one to quit that easily!

[Muru then goes against the ropes for momentum, ASM tries to hit him with another big boot but Muru dodges.]

Wilden: Missed the boot!

[Muru comes back off the opposing ropes, and goes for a cross body block, but ASM catches him.]

Dangerous: Slam him!

[ASM then throws Muru effortlessly in the air and over his shoulder for a running powerslam, but Muru struggles out and lands on his feet behind ASM.]

Wilden: Muru's free!

[ASM turns around, and gets hit by a dropkick by Muru that sends ASM stumbling backwards and over between the middle and top rope to the outside, cameras catch Nick standing up in shock and disapproval, as cameras go back to Muru.]

Wilden: Perfect dropkick by Muru!

[Muru then quickly send himself over the top rope with a plancha to take ASM down on the outside.]

Wilden: Couldn't have asked for a better game changer. Even got a standing ovation from the Champ!

Dangerous: This is not a standing ovation, I just needed to get a better look, any ring announcer can jump over a top rope and hope for the best.

Wilden: Like I said. Muru isn't just a ring announcer.

Dangerous: Yeah? Well how much stock can be put in the opinion of a man who thinks Cantrell is a contender?

Wilden: I think the only reason you're giving Muru such a hard time tonight is because of the bond that's grown between him and Cantrell.

Dangerous: I'm giving Muru a hard time because he's getting greedy and stepping past his boundaries of being just a ring announcer! Cantrell is a part of the past.

[Muru gets back to his feet, as does ASM as Muru helps him in the ring by rolling him back in, Muru then climbs up the apron as ASM tries to get up to his feet.]

Wilden: Muru's high risk move seems to have taken some wind out of the sails of both competitors.

[Muru then climbs up the top rope.]

Wilden: But that doesn't seem to stop Muru from pressing on!

[Muru then leaps off the top rope with a forward somersault in mid air, which ASM catches halfway and slams him down with a gutwrench.]

Hart: Press THAT!

Dangerous: Muru just gave that away.

Wilden: This could be it, the pin!

ONE

TWO

Wilden: Kickout! Muru still has some fight left!

[ASM tries to keep the pressure on as he sits Muru up and applies a sleeperhold.]

Hart: Let's roll the credits, this one's about to be over.

Dangerous: The justice in this end is Muru finally knows how he makes the rest of us feel.

Wilden: Muru puts his body on the line to entertain the fans and give them something to look forward to, as opposed to you, you've caused myself and a lot of cWo fans to lose sleep!

Dangerous: Put his body on the line? Lance you realize his field of work is limited to remembering wrestlers names right?

Wilden: And for the last time, Muru is much more than a ring announcer, Muru has spent the last weeks doing as he was told for the sole purpose of an opportunity like this, at least Fiasco has the dignity to show respect to someone like Muru, who has to walk on eggshells so eggheads like Tony Awesome don't get carried away with power.

Dangerous: Tony Awesome is a saint for even giving him a job.

Wilden: Tony Awesome is far from a saint. But more importantly we have a match taking place in the middle of the ring and as much as fans are calling for something different, Muru doesn't seem to be holding up too well.

[Muru starts to lose it as the referee sees fit to raise Muru's arm to check for signs of life.]

Dangerous it would be in Muru's best interest to stay down here!

[Muru's hand goes down, as the referee raises his arm again, meanwhile Nick's interest in the match is invested as he begins to stand up again.]

Dangerous: Come on Muru, stay down already.

[Muru's hand goes down again.]

Dangerous: We have a new contender!

Wilden: Not yet!

[Muru's hand stays up, as ASM begins to look frustrated, while Muru starts struggling left and right trying to get out of the hold.]

Wilden: Come on Muru! The fans are begging you to get out of this!

[Muru pushes up to his feet, as ASM struggles to keep his grip applied, Muru then runs while the sleeper is still applied, and springs off of the second rope ahead of him, and lands on his rear end, hitting a jaw breaker on ASM.]

Wilden: What an innovative counter! ASM is stunned!

[Muru tries going for a move he went for earlier with a discus clothesline, this time bringing the big man down.]

Wilden: Muru's cookin' now!

Dangerous: ASM!

Wilden: ASM's back up!

[Muru then throws ASM into the turnbuckle with an irish whip.]

Wilden: ASM in the corner.

[Muru charges ASM and hits him with a running back elbow.]

Wilden: Fierce elbow!

[ASM stunned, Muru then climbs to the top rope. But his momentum is halted quickly as ASM sends a backhand his way.]

Hart: I don't think so Lance!

Wilden: This is a tight spot for Muru!

[ASM then climbs up to the second rope and lifts Muru in a firemans carry position, then gives way to gravity as he pulls down with a second rope samoan drop.]

Wilden: Muru is down!

Dangerous: Ring announcers don't kick out from moves like that.

Wilden: He could still be your number one contender!

Dangerous: NOT likely.

[ASM pins Muru.]

Wilden: Let's see...!

ONE

TWO

THR-

Wilden: KICKOUT! YES!

[The fans go wild as ASM sits up, tired and frustrated as we hear a muffling at the commentary booth again, as cameras catch Nick standing out of his seat, pacing in his wheelchair.]

Wilden: I think Nick fears Muru more than he puts on.

Hart: Are you kidding me?

Wilden: He has to get over the fact that Tony Awesome demoted him to ring announcer, and pay attention to the fact that Muru came closer than a lot of guys to taking this tournament by surprise.

[Pilchard dashes around the ring as he climbs the apron and begins to taunt the referee and turn his back to the wrestlers in the ring, as Nick takes a steel chair and slides it in the ring.]

Wilden: What is he thinking!

Hart: This is for the better Lance!

Wilden: He spent too much time building ASM as the next contender and now he's starting to have doubts is what this looks like!

Hart: Speculation and hearsay!

Wilden: Couldn't be more obvious Robbie!

[Pilchard keeps the referee distracted, as ASM grabs the chair and waits for Muru to get up.]

Wilden: I don't like this a single bit.

Hart: Whatever, just crack his skull in ASM!

[Suddenly before Muru gets to his feet, the fans jeers turn into cheers as Johnny Serious enters the ring and pulls the chair back, but is unable to take it out of ASM's grip.]

Wilden: Where did he come from?

Hart: And what is he thinking!

[The referee shuns Pilchard and turns around to see Serious having a tug of war for the chair with ASM, seeing that he has the referees attention, ASM raises his arms free of the chair and tries to plead innocence with the referee, when suddenly Muru rolls him up.]

Wilden: Wait!

Hart: WHAT!

ONE

TWO

THREE

Hart: NO!

Wilden: YES! MURU IS THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER!

Hart: NO! NO! NO!

[Johnny Serious quickly puts ASM down before ASM can even react with Nick's steel chair, as the fans go wild for Muru, Serious quickly leaves the scene up the entrance way as cameras pan out to Nick who bites his lower lip.]

Wilden: Look at Nick Dangerous! He can't believe it, he tried to ignore the fact that Johnny Serious kicked his leg last week, how is he gonna look past this?

Hart: Serious has a lot of explaining to do, Nick isn't gonna have a broken leg forever.

Wilden: Not if Nick has his way.

Hart: I'm not kidding Lance, Serious is gonna have some SERIOUS hell to pay if he keeps defying Nick's best wishes!

Wilden: I don't think Nick's opinion holds much importance for Serious anymore.

Hart: This is a dark day for cWo. I only hope for Nick's sake that Serious can beat Muru on his own at Veneration.

Wilden: We are one week away from finding out who the best of the best is, we could have a new World Champion next week, we're gonna crown a king, scores are gonna be settled, it's gonna be a hell of a show folks and with news of Muru finally getting back in the swing of things, it can only help matters, you're invited to join us, until then, goodnight folks!

[The scene fades to black with the last image being of Muru's hand behind held in the air by the referee, while Muru looks down at an awestruck Nick Dangerous and John Pilchard.]