[A silver Land Rover pulls up to the arena and the camera pans from top to bottom to reveal "HotShot" Chris Michaels in a black suit, blue shirt and a title belt on his shoulder. Michaels looks around and breathes in]

HotShot: Damn it feels good to be home.

[Michaels walks into the building and notices that the hallways is relatively empty, he pays it no mind as he continues to walk, we assume, towards Tony Awesome's office. As Michaels walks he starts to see a couple of cWo superstars, some of who he doesn't recognize. As he passes each one, Michaels attempts to make eye contact with all of them, but they all turn their backs on him.]

HotShot: That's strange, don't they know who I am?

(Michaels comes upon Devon Dice, a familiar face]

HotShot: Hey Dice, what's up man?

[Devon Dice looks at Michaels and then just slowly turns around.]

HotShot: What the hell?

[Michaels shakes his head and keeps walking and comes upon Heretic and Jen Diamond.]

HotShot: Heretic, Jen, what's up?

[Heretic immediately turns around, while Jen slowly, almost regretfully makes the turn, her back now facing Michaels as well.]

HotShot: What the hell is all this about?

[Right when Michaels gets the words out of his mouth, none other than Zidane Starkiller walks right up to Michaels. He looks the Hot Shot over then frowns, disappointed. He shakes his head at Michaels, then walks away. Michaels shrugs, then continues down the hallway He gets near the end of the hall, and we see Tony Awesome standing in front of his office door.]

HotShot: Tony, thank God...what the hell is going on in this place?

Tony “Totally” Awesome: Not sure what you mean, HotShot, are you feeling the cold shoulder?

HotShot: Yeah, but never mind...hey I wanted to talk to you about my big comeback, I've got all kinds of stuff in mind.

[Awesome pulls a piece of paper from behind his back that says "cWo Exclusive Contract" and hands it to Michaels.]

Tony “Totally” Awesome: Sure Chris, we'd love to have you back, no problem. All you have to do is sign this and put that in there. [He points first to the title belt on Michaels shoulder, then to the trash can.]

[Michaels clutches his newly won title tight and leans closer to the Majority owner.]

HotShot: Listen Tony, I had talked to Jon about this a few weeks back, he said its cool.

[Awesome puts his hands together and leans his head back.]

Tony “Totally” Awesome: Ah Chris, you see in that few weeks some things have changed. Gone is the days of the past that people get what they want just because of who they are....or in your case...were. This is the new cWo Chris, this isn't Kyle Kash's cWo.

HotShot: But Tony, I've got a contract.

Tony “Totally” Awesome: Ah yes Chris, you've got a cWo Legends contract, which means I can sell your action figures and t-shirts and DVD's and I have to pay you. I'll gladly keep sending you those checks, but if you want to be on the active roster, you have to sign this one.

HotShot: Tony, I can't believe......

Tony “Totally” Awesome: The choice is yours Chris, you just let me know.

[Awesome then turns his back on Michaels and Michaels is standing there, confused as security comes to escort him out of the building.]

[The cWo logo flashes and spins past the screen, as it spins out of control and hits the camera, we see a crack in the camera as clips of cWo wrestlers spew out of the crack in the screen doing what they do best. Sevendust's "Driven" begins to play as we see clips of last week's program, including flashes of the Kansas crowd. A shot of Thaddeus Walker is shown, several clips from some of his matches. The camera then shows a shot on Thaddeus in front of a black backdrop and displays cWo's new slogan

I AM CWO

The screen now shows shots of Scott Reznik from his matches, ending with him finally winning a match over Dynamite at Driven 18, then a shot of Reznik standing against a black backdrop looking at the camera

I AM CWO

Clips of Jacob Baxter are shown, he’s shown in vignettes, being interviewed by Tiffany Tolberg, then destroying Zidane Starkiller in the ring. Baxter stands against a black backdrop and looks into the camera

I AM CWO

A highlight reel of Devon Dice is shown, dating back to the beginning of cWo, ending with him holding the world title prior to Cyber slam V. Dice then stands against the black backdrop

I AM CWO

A highlight reel of JJ Carter’s past in cWo is shown, including his feud with Christian Roman as well as his battles with The Wraith. Clips of him from Driven 18 are shown, then JJ is shown against the black backdrop

I AM CWO

Clips of Muru begin. Muru is shown as the TV champion facing Sean Pason, then in a match with Stephanie Bliss, then pinning Notorious JON three times, culminating with him in the ring at Driven 18. Muru stands against the black backdrop

I AM CWO

Johnny Serious' highlight reel begins, showing highlights such as going toe to toe with Nick Dangerous and Jack Union, defeating Lugo at Cyberslam V and briefly holding the cWo world title. Johnny Serious stands against the black backdrop.

I AM CWO

A highlight package then plays of Notorious JON, dating back to the beginning of cWo. He's shown in five shots raising the cWo world title, one for each win. Notorious JON now stands against the black backdrop

I AM CWO

A highlight package then pays of Andrew Mendel. Highlights are shown such as his TV title reign as Andrew Phillips, then clips of his battles with top cWo superstars, then a shot of him holding the US title, then returning to cWo and turning on Chazz Mendel. Andrew Mendel stands against the black backdrop.

I AM CWO

Finally, a highlight reel is shown of Chazz Mendel. He's shown confronting Jack Union, then hitting the Shooting Star Press on various cWo superstars, and finally holding up the cWo World Heavyweight title. Chazz Mendel stands against the black backdrop, the World Title on his shoulder.

I AM CWO

The camera then goes live to the Reed Arena at Texas A&M. Several pans of the crowd are shown, and then the camera finds Lance Wilden and Robbie Hart sitting at ringside at the announce table. ]

Lance Wilden: Welcome back to cWo Driven! I'm Lance Wilden and joining me as always is Robbie Hart! We’re at Texas A&M, and we’ve got another HUGE night of wrestling for you fans today!

Robbie Hart: Ha, look at all these college kids! They’re all suckers! Why go to college when you can just get your degree online like I just did?

Wilden: That explains a lot, Robbie. We’re THRILLED to be here tonight, as the march towards Cyberslam VI continues! We saw several huge returns to cWo last week, and the surprises continue this week!

Hart: Did you see Chris Michaels get kicked out of the building? Who does he think he is? He thinks he can just show up and wrestle wherever he wants?

Wilden: If you’ve been following on cWo’s website, you’ll know that both Andrew Fiasco and Tony Awesome have agreed on cWo exclusive contracts, meaning that people like Chris Michaels, who wrestle in other organizations, will not be allowed to wrestle in cWo!

Hart: Good! It’s about time we cut that freeloader lose!

Wilden: But we need to wonder how this new rule effects the hopes of Tony Awesome’s brother, Notorious JON, who wants to face a non-cWo superstar in Christian Roman at Cyberslam!

Hart: I’m sure they’ll work something out.

Wilden: Well, two people who were not effected by this new rule were Muru and JJ Carter, who made huge returns last week. We’ve learned that Muru will be facing Heretic at Cyberslam VI, and JJ Carter will bring his seemingly new attitude with him tonight as he faces Dynamite!

Hart: Good for JJ Carter for standing up for himself!

Wilden: Well, he threw out some strong racial implications, Robbie.

Hart: And maybe he’s right, Lance! I mean, how come we haven’t had a black world champion?

Wilden: Also in action will be Jason Baxter, who had a dominating showing last week. He’ll be facing Lord Crazy!

Hart: A fellow brit! Soon Baxter’ll be able to call himself the King of England!

Wilden: We’ll also be seeing Devon Dice in action against half of the NWA, Drake Browne!

Hart: Dice needs to get what’s coming to him, he cost Thaddeus the US title last week!

Wilden: And in our main event, Scott Reznik will face Chazz Mendel in non title action!

Hart: The guy wins ONE MATCH and suddenly he’s main eventing with the world champ? What’s this world coming to?

Wilden: Fans, also tonight we will see…

[Lance is interrupted as “The Maple Leaf Rag” begins to play.]

Wilden: Well folks, it looks like we’re going to hear from the former US Champion right now!

[Thaddeus Walker staggers out from behind the entrance curtain. He holds a large jug with three Xs on it and staggers towards the ring.]

Hart: THADDEUS, NO!

Wilden: It looks like Mr. Walker isn’t taking the loss so well.

Hart: This is no laughing matter, Lance! Look at that jug.. it has THREE x’s! Two would be alright, but THREE? He’s drowning his sorrows in hooch!

[Thaddeus motions for his old timey microphone to be lowered down to him. ]

Thaddeus Walker: Devon Dice! Yer a no good son of a gun palooka! You are another ethel, another nancy, WORSE then that palooka the Kaiser!

Hart: Thaddeus means business, Lance!

Wilden: What the hell did he just say?

Hart: I don’t know, but worse than The Kaiser? That’s bad!

Thaddeus: You screwed ol’ TW of what was his! I’m the REAL champion of all the wrestling territories, but now I don’t even have my belt thanks to you, you low down lousy so and so!

Hart: This is tragic! A great man has been reduced to this!

Thaddeus: But more than my belt, you’ve taken my honor! You’ve stripped me of all that matters! I’m gonna aeroplane spin you, I’m gonna put you in the polio leg lock and I’m gonna F…..

[“The Maple Leaf Rag” plays again and Thaddeus stops as his old friend CB Fowler steps out from behind the entrance ramp.]

CB Fowler: TW, get a hold of yerself!

Thaddeus: How can I? I’m a man with no honor! That ethel palooka Dice has stolen it from me!

CB: But this ain’t the answer, TW! The answers ain’t at the bottom of a jug of hooch!

Thaddeus: Maybe they are!

CB: Well, I got someone where who don’t think so!

[“The Maple Leaf Rag” plays yet again and this time a teenage boy, about 16, wearing 1920s clothes steps out from behind the entrance ramp.]

Boy: Pop! Come on, this ain’t the way!

Thaddeus: TJ Walker! My son! You’re supposed to be in the Manningham home for boys!

TJ: CB told me you were in a rough spot. Really, Pop! I mean what would Ma think about all this hubabaloo?

Thaddeus: You’re right, TJ! You’re right!

[Thaddeus throws his jug towards the announce table.]

Wilden: HIT THE DECK!

[Lance and Robbie dive out of the way as the jug hits the table and shatters.]

Thaddeus: With my eldest, however least masculine, son at my side.. I shall reclaim my honor from Mr. Devon Dice! Belt of no belt, I am STILL champion of all the territories as elected by the United States Congress of Wrestling Territories and belt or not belt, Thaddeus Walker is STILL the cats pajamas! Devon Dice, I’ll see you at Cybre-Slam you no good ethel son of a gun palooka!

[“The Maple Leaf” rag plays. Thaddeus walks down the aisle, shakes hands with his son, then gives his friend CB Fowler a long, almost uncomfortable embrace.]

Hart: This is great, Lance! A Walker family reunion!

Wilden: The last thing cWo needs is more Walkers, Robbie.

[Heretic stands in the hallway. He looks at his watch and holds a BetaSP video tape in his hands. After a few seconds, Notorious JON enters the arena.]

Heretic: What the hell took you so long?

Notorious JON: Campus parking. You’ve got the tape?

[Heretic hands him the tape.]

Heretic: Yeah. You owe me for this. That place was a [bleep]hole. They had an Elf, Jon, an ELF!

Notorious JON: Sounds about right.

[NJ starts to walk away.]

Heretic: Hey!

[NJ stops]

Notorious JON: What now?

Heretic: What’re we gonna do about Muru?

Notorious JON: I’ve been a little busy, H. Can you handle it on your own?

Heretic: Wait, so I do your bidding. I go out and spend MY time infiltrating this little Mickey mouse organization to get you this tape, and you tell me I’m on my own?

Notorious JON: It’s not like that, it’s….

Heretic: [bleep] it. I’m leaving.

[Heretic’s body language completely changes. He looks around, completely wide eyed.]

Heretic: What the…. Where am I? What am I doing here?

Notorious JON: ….H?

Heretic: He’s…. Heretic’s gone! Where’d he go?

Notorious JON: [sighs] Michael.

Heretic: I’m not supposed to be here! Where’s Heretic?

[Commercial Break]

Wilden: Welcome back! Well, before the break we saw Omega discussing some sort of tape, but then Heretic just seemed to…. Change.

Hart: What’s on the tape is one question, but the big question is what’s wrong with Heretic? He’s acting like he doesn’t know where he is! “Heretic’s gone?” What does that mean?

Wilden: Just when you thought cWo’s most unstable superstar couldn’t get more bizarre! Well folks, it’s time for our first match, as…..

[“Grasshopper” by Sander van Doorn plays over the arena, and the lights dim down all around. Then a spotlight appears over one section of the crowd, as J.J. Carter along with the lawyer comes down to the ring. ]

Wilden: It seems Carter doesn’t want to wait for the introductions.

Hart: He’s probably got the 5-0 on his tail!

[The two get over the railing, then slide into the ring. Carter looks all business, and the lawyer appears to have the time of his life. Carter is tossed a microphone from a ringside attendant, as the lights turn back on.]

Carter: Hello Texas!

[The lawyer takes the phone away from Carter, and Carter just stands there puzzled.]

Lawyer: Howdy y’all! How y’all doin’ tonight?

[There is some light cheering from the crowd, and some laughter from the upper levels of the arena.]

Lawyer: Let me introduce myself! My name is Frank Goldstein, and I am one of the most successful public defenders in the history of the Connecticut state legal system. And you want to know why? Cause I got here the biggest superstar in professional wrestling today!

[Carter just sinks his face into his hands, then grabs the microphone back from the lawyer.]

Carter: Yes yes, Frank. You got me parole early. You’re awesome. Better than the public defenders I had when on trial a decade ago. You just tell everyone that every possible chance you get.

[Carter just pauses as Frank looks at him.]

Carter: For the love of… fine. You do it.

[Carter hands the microphone back over to the lawyer.]

Lawyer: We have a very special occasion for you tonight. Roll that beautiful bean footage…

[“Raining Blood” by Slayer plays over the arena, and the lights get dark again. The music runs for about 30 seconds, then stops. The lights begin to dim around the seating bowl, but not over the ring.]

Voice: Well well well. CWO, are you ready? The Connextion is here. J.J. Carter, representing the ‘Port, he is the future champion of this company. And as for me? Well, I’ve been training long and hard and getting my game straight. Fighting the man just to get a spot in this company. Now I’m here, the beast is unleashed. Couple of brothas from the CT state be taking this [bleep] over.

[The lights turn back on. A black man, 6 foot 7 and nearly 280 pounds stands in the center of the ring, arms stretched outward. He wears a kufi on his head.]

Voice: I am.

[pause]

Voice: I am the future. One half of the worst thing to ever happen to this company. Straight out of New Haven, I am BROTHA SHABAZZ!!!!

Wilden: Well, J.J. Carter has brought out some more friends.

Hart: Great, more ghetto hoodlums running around in this arena.

Wilden: Will you stop Robbie?

Hart: No. We have a murderer in the ring with J.J. Carter. And God knows where the lawyer, Mr. Goldstein, found this guy Shabazz.

[Shabazz, upon hearing the two at ringside, turns towards the announcers table.]

Shabazz: Robbie Hart, why don’t you shut your racist [bleep] mouth.

[Robbie ducks down underneath the table.]

Shabazz: You see, this is the problem that we have in this company. Brothas like me, like Carter. We don’t get any [bleep] respect around here. Apparently to the ownership around these parts, nobody likes the black guys so therefore we get pushed to the side. I mean look at this, we got Carter here in the opening match against some uncle Tom. I bet this [bleep] Dynamite gave top to the boss just to get onto the roster, no talent bastard. I bet his mother doesn’t even love him.

[Shabazz hands the microphone over to Carter.]

Carter: It is our time, it is our destiny. 2008 is our year. We are fighting for our time, our lives, our people. One match at a time. Destiny will be fulfilled. For far too long, we have been held under in this system. If you are not down with the Connextion, then you are with the man. And we will fight the grip of the man on us until the day we defeat the man.

[Dynamite walks out to the top of the ramp.]

Dynamite: I’m an uncle Tom huh? I give top to the boss? You two idiots have no idea what you’re talking about. Time to teach you a lesson. BOOM!

Wilden: Here we go…

Hart: Can I get up from under the table yet?

Wilden: Yes.

Hart: I’m not a racist, Lance! Jason Duran is my friend! In fact, I hope JJ Carter wins this match! It’s time for Hope and Change in cWo!

[Shabazz runs out of the ring, as Dynamite runs towards the ring. Shabazz just drills Dynamite with a vicious clothesline, and Dynamite’s head lands violently on the hard surface below. Dynamite seems unresponsive for 20 seconds, while Shabazz stomps on Dynamite’s shoulder. Carter hops out of the ring now, and picks up Dynamite off the ramp.]

Wilden: This just looks ugly for Dynamite. He’s up against a couple of determined guys here.

Hart: They should be, after all their people have been put through!

Wilden: Well, it looks like this match is finally going to start in a minute.

Hart: And I don’t think it will last that long!

[Shabazz remains outside the ring, as Carter pushes Dynamite into the ring. Carter climbs the ropes, then leaps off and lands on Dynamite’s shoulders. The lawyer stands in the far opposite corner of the ring, as the bell finally rings as he moves to leave. Carter meanwhile gets back up on his feet, while Dynamite still lies nearly motionless.

Wilden: It looks like Dynamite got the wind knocked out of him by that hard clothesline from Shabazz.

Hart: He better recover soon or else…

Wilden: What is Carter doing?

Hart: This is a submission move. I haven’t even seen this from him before.

Wilden: Well, Shabazz worked on the shoulders and the head. Now Carter here has Dynamite in what looks like a leglock. I’m not sure how affective…

[Dynamite starts screaming in the ring. He tries to move around, but his shoulders can barely move off the mat.]

Wilden: Well, apparently it was something effective.

[Dynamite begins tapping out with his right hand.]

DING DING DING

Donna Dixon: Here is your winner… JJ CARTER!

Wilden: And well folks, Carter has won his return match to the CWO with quick ease. Oh man, just how far will he go now?

Hart: As long as The Man stays out of his way, he can go as far as he wants!

Wilden: Just a minute ago you were calling him a thug and a convict!

Hart: Me? Never! The system just failed him!

Wilden: Oh please!

Hart: What, I’m not allowed to support an African-American athlete?!

Wilden: Let’s just drop it.

Hart: Hitting a little too close to home? Do you wanna go home, put on your hood and…

Wilden: [quickly cutting Robbie off] Last week we saw what appears to be the beginning of a long and bitter family feud, one that started with Andrew Mendel demanding a shot at the World Heavyweight title along with restructuring his current cWo contract. This move not only shook up the cWo world, but shook up the Champion himself. Last week Chazz Mendel was so upset over the ordeal that he couldn't even speak, and had his father, Reg, read a prepared statement expressing his grief about the situation...

Hart: Do you blame him, Lance? I'd be shook up too if I knew my brother betrayed me! You would too, if you didn't have anything but sisters!

Wilden: Just because I have six sisters doesn't mean anything! I know all about being backstabbed!

Hart: I bet you know all about makeovers too! Ha!

Wilden: ...ANYWAY... That very move pulled by the elder Mendel brother has caused strife, as Chazz attacked The Comeback Kid not once, but TWICE that night. I'm being told that we've got Chazz Mendel backstage right now with Tiffany Tolberg! Take it away Tiffany!

[The cameras cut backstage to Tiffany Tolberg and the cWo World Heavyweight Champion, Chazz Mendel. Chazz has the belt slung over his shoulder, and both hands clutching the belt. Chazz takes a look down one end of the hallway, and then down the other. He relaxes a bit.]

Tiffany: That's right Lance, I'm here with the cWo World Champion, "The Villain Of The Year" Chazz Mendel. Now Chazz, last week you had expressed how you feel about your brother "The Comeback Kid" Andrew Mendel using the very title you hold as a bargaining chip to remain a part of the cWo in a letter you had your father read live on the air. You even went so far as to attack him last week. Would you care to explain your actions as of late?

[Chazz shakes his head, disapprovingly.]

Chazz: Listen Tiffany... I don't know if you've been watching, but my brother BETRAYED me. He betrayed MY father, and he betrayed the very name that turned him from curtain jerker, to superstar! Where would he be without me, or our father? We gave him everything! Everyone acts so shocked and tells me that I'm a bad person for attacking someone who attacked me first! I don't need that kind of stress, Tiffany! I really don't! Why won't people open their eyes and see my side of the story for once!

Tiffany: The whole world is watching, Chazz, you have all the opportunity in the world to tell your side of the story, just breathe, and then let it out.

Chazz: That's just it! I can't breathe! I can't eat! I can't even sleep! We had a plan, Dad, Andrew and me. We had a glorious plan to dominate cWo, and the entire world! But Andrew got greedy! He got jealous is what he got! Dad knew I was the more talented son, and he wanted me to be the World Champion, while Andrew got second place.

[Chazz stares directly into the camera.]

Chazz: That's not my fault, brother! Not mine at all! It's not Dad's either. He knows what's best for you, and for me! We were supposed to be a team, man... Teams don't backstab each other! Brothers aren't supposed to backstab each other! That's what you did, though! Oh yes! You can't paint that picture any other way than you taking a knife and STABBING me in the back! Stabbing our family in the back! It's just... a whole lot of stabbing! And you're the stabber! I'm the victim! Not you! ME! I'm just defending myself, and my family, and most importantly, my World Title from someone who doesn't deserve it!

[Chazz looks back at Tiffany.]

Chazz: I can't believe this, Tiffany... I wish Dad were here...

Tiffany: Speaking of your father, where is he?

Chazz: I wish I knew! I got a call from him earlier, and he said that he had some business to take care of. And I'm not the kind of guy to ask questions. See, when a man like dear ol' Dad has a plan, you're supposed to follow it! Unlike some other people we know... He's probably putting the final pieces of the puzzle together for Andrew's replacement. That's the beauty of plans, see. People can come and go, but the plan never changes! We will soldier on! Oh yes! And this person is truly deserving of the opportunity the Mendel Family is giving him! Very deserving indeed!

Tiffany: Who is it? Who's the "replacement?"

Chazz: You'll find out eventually! But it's someone who definitely isn't afraid of a little hard work, unlike my brother! And unlike him, he has all the determination in the world, and won't resort to cheap tactics to get what he wants! He's got a hell of a work rate, that's for sure!

[Chazz looks back into the camera.]

Chazz: Andrew, dear brother. It's never too late to say that you're sorry. We can work this out. We can forget all about this, if YOU want. All you have to say is you're sorry... You know where you can find me...

[Chazz walks away.]

Tiffany: Well! It definitely appears that things are about to get very interesting for the Mendel Family!

[Backstage, CWO cameras are on as we see an extreme close-up of Jacob Baxter's face. His head is cocked to the side and his face is scrunched in a look of deep thought and perplexity. He looks simply angered. The camera slowly pans out. As the viewpoint widens, we see that Baxter holds a regulation NFL football in his hand. His stare on the ball is deathly. His eyes shift towards the camera as he continues to hold the ball in place]

Jacob Baxter: So I walk into the arena a few hours ago and this bloke walks up to me. He's one of them chaps who puts together the ring or scrubs the toilets or some mess like that. He asks me, "ey, do they play football where you're from?" and I say "aye. It's our national sport." Bloke says, "you care to toss around the ball?" First of all, that means something else completely where I'm from. I'm not into that. Second of all, he bungs me this.

[Baxter waves the football, turns to look at it, and back at the camera looking like he just saw nudes of The Queen herself.]

Jacob Baxter: What in the bleeding hell is this codswallop? I told the bloke, "you must be daft! This looks like a giant turd, aye!" Yet he had the nerve to give me a strange look like I was the one who was mad? Slapped that wanker right in the face and proceeded on my way. I had to take this with me though to show it to you. Is this some kind of joke? Playing with the "new guy", aye? Rubbish!

[Baxter chucks the ball across the room. The camera follows it as it flies and slams into a locker. It actually had a decent spiral. The camera then pans back to Baxter]

Jacob Baxter: Last week they threw me in there with spaceboy, Lone Starr, Starkiller…whatever his name was. Doesn't matter much anymore does it? I made hasty work out of him. This week it's Lord Crazy. Dunno much about him. Looks like something out of medieval times…like 'em drunken village idiots! I can only expect this is more of a test to see if I'm quite worthy of being in the position I'm in here in CWO. Understandable. Maybe next week they'll throw me a long lost Mendel brother? Or maybe a leprechaun? Or even some random picked out of the crowd? *laughs* Yeah, like that'll ever happen.

[He stops for a moment to stretch by rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck]

Jacob Baxter: There are a ton of other promising blokes out here who don't look like they came off the shelf at the toy shop. Maybe I need to send out a bigger message. Jacob Baxter will not go unnoticed for long. A bastard is as a bastard does and if I have to prove this point strongly, then so be it. It won't be pretty. By the end of things, maybe you'll be a little more…how do they say…"au fait" with Mr. Jacob Baxter.

[Baxter shines a wide sarcastic smile/]

Jacob Baxter: G'day!

[The camera cuts back to Lance and Robbie at ringside]

Wilden: Strong words from Jacob Baxter, who really seems to be living up to his nickname!

Hart: Just because the guy’s sick of easy competition makes the guy a bastard?

Wilden: There is no easy competition in cWo, Robbie! These are highly trained professional athletes!

Hart: Well Lord Crazy is, maybe, but not Starkiller! That guy couldn’t wrestle his way out of a paper bag!

Wilden: I’d like to see you try to hold your own in a cWo ring, then!

Hart: I would except for my war injury!

Wilden: What war?!

Hart: It’s too traumatic to talk about!

Wilden: Oh please.

Hart: What, you have a problem with veterans?!

[A man dressed like a medieval squire comes to the ring and slides through the ropes, he unscrolls a parchment]

Wilden: Well, we haven’t seen this for a while, but it seems that we’re about to see the most overblown, obnoxious entrance in the history of professional wrestling once again.

Hart; By most overblown and obnoxious you mean BEST ENTRANCE EVER!

Squire: May I present to you, on this night, the fifth of march in the year of our lord two thousand and seven, the opponent for this evening's competition. He hails from Britannia, in his majesty's kingdom... presenting the noble, the venerable, the brave, the gallant.... LORD CRAZY!

[The arena goes black. A thunderclap is heard and a video of storm clouds appears on the screen. A man's voice, sounding very similar to the guy who does all the movie trailers, begins to speak]

In a time when magic and evil ruled
darkness covered all of the land
It was an age of power
an age of ruthlessness
an age of violence
an age of fire!

[A wall of pyro goes off in the entrance ramp]

Shackled by despair, the people cried our for a hero,
they cried for one who would expel the evil.
out of the darkness, one man answered the call
his power made him a warrior
his courage made him a legend.

[Trumpets sound. Followed by a burst of pyrotechnics as a spotlight appears on the entrance ramp]

Fueled by vengeance
Driven by Honor
He will vanquish all those who oppose justice!
soon the darkness shall lift!
He rides on, battling evil and assuring freedom for all!

[Trumpets sound, followed by another burst of pyrotechnics]

And from this day forth, all shall know the name
LORD CRAZY!

[Trumpets sound again, followed by the sound of a horse naying.]

Hart: This makes me happy.

[The sound of running hooves are heard, gaining in intensity. "O Fortuna" from Carmina Burma plays as LORD CRAZY emerges from the entrance ramp on horseback and wearing a full suit of armor, carrying with him a flag bearing the coat of arms of the house of crazy]

Wilden: Well, here he is, the man who’s entrance seems to overlook the fact that he’s never won a cWo match!

Hart: So what, Lance? He’s a LORD!

Wilden: Don’t start this again! He is no lord!

Hart: He’s a knight of the round table!

[Lord Crazy circles the ring, then awkwardly dismounts his horse, almost falling on his head. He takes a moment to get his balance and then ties his horse to the ring post. He tries to climb onto the ring apron, but the suit of armor is to heavy and he can't. He walks to the stairs and climbs up them. His squire runs over to the ropes and holds them open, but again he has trouble bending to get through the ropes.]

Wilden: Hasn’t he gotten the point that a suit of armor isn’t the best thing to move around in?

Hart: He’s a LORD, Lance!

[Eventually, Lord Crazy just falls over the ropes onto his stomach. His squire rushes over to help him up. Lord Crazy waves to the crowd, then is handed the microphone by his squire]

Lord Crazy: [muffled inside his helmet] mmmf mrfft mffrt!

[Lord Crazy holds his arms out to his sides, his squire begins undoing his suit of armor.]

Wilden: Oh come on! How long do we need to suffer through this? This is absurd.. he’s NEVER won a cWo match!

Hart: But he's a LORD!

Wilden: We've gotta take a commercial break. Hopefully when we come back, Lord Crazy will have figured out his ring attire.

Hart: Time means nothing to Lord Crazy!

[Commercial Break]

[As the show returns from commercial, the crowd is irate as the Squire continues to take the armor off of Lord Crazy.]

Wilden: Welcome back, fans. You might hear the crowd booing, that’s because nothing has happened for the last two minutes!

[The squire finally removes the last piece of armor from Lord Crazy's body and the crowd begins to cheer as he removes the helmet. Suddenly, the crowd begins to boo loudly again as it's revealed that Lord Crazy is wrapped in a black hooded robe. The Squire begins to untie one of the ten knots holding the robe on.]

Hart: Ha! I love it! These college students are learning a lot about medieval history tonight!

[The crowd begins to cheer loudly as the Squire unties the final knot. He takes a few steps back and Lord Crazy throws off the robe to reveal his ring attire: a full body spandex suit and mask, all painted to look like a suit of armor. The crowd is furious!]

Wilden: Ugh.

Hart: Best attire ever!

[The Squire takes the robe and exits the ring. Donna Dixon takes the microphone but before she can make her announcement, the lights dim as Oasis' "F***in' in the Bushes" blasts from the PA system. Baxter emerges from behind the curtain pacing to the ring faster than usual]

Wilden: He looks like he means business tonight.

Hart: Whatever he means, he needs to watch his mouth. This is America. Football is our sport. Not soccer or whatever girly sport they try to pass there as "football". We'll have none of that here.

Wilden: Have you heard of Major League Soccer?

Hart: Don't patronize me Lance!

Wilden: There's no time for this now. Before Donna Dixon can even do her job, Baxter is in there and has pulled Lord Crazy's legs out from under him!

[DING DING DING!]

Hart: It's not like Donna does much anyway to earn her pay. I could do what she does.

Wilden: Baxter is mounted on top of Lord Crazy, pummeling him with fist and forearm shots! Lord Crazy can barely get his arms up to block the flurry! Baxter definitely wants to send out a message tonight!

Hart: What message? That Europeans do nothing but cheat and can't put up a fair fight?

Wilden: Crazy finally gets some blocking in and pushes Baxter off him, sending him flying on his youknowwhat! Lord Crazy's power is something that cannot be underestimated! Baxter is quickly back up on his feet though and charges at crazy with a shoulder block. Lord Crazy falls onto the ropes!

Hart: But he bounced back, Lance! Literally. Good smarts by Lord Crazy.

Wilden: Lord Crazy tries to fight back with a large forearm, but it's blocked by Baxter! Baxter reverses it into an STO! He pulled that reversal out with ease! He sits Crazy up now.

Hart: He had him down on the ground and he sits him up? Is he crazy? Take advantage!

Wilden: Well, Baxter has something on his mind. He hunches forward and grabs Crazy's leg and is trying to literally fold Lord Crazy in half with a stump puller! Here's something interesting, as Baxter pulls on Crazy's leg, he is driving that knee into the middle of Crazy's back. Thus giving him the opportunity to work on two parts at once!

Hart: Okay, I'll give the guy some credit for that. He's both weakening Lord Crazy's vertical base and wearing down that back.

Wilden: Crazy seems to be in excruciating pain but refuses to give up! Baxter releases the stump puller. He backs up towards the ropes and goodness gracious! He delivers a Hooligan Kick into Lord Crazy's back!

Hart: Is somebody making popcorn in there? Because I just heard some popping.

Wilden: If Crazy wasn't in any pain before. He sure as hell is now. Baxter raises Crazy up and gives him a vicious overhead belly-to-belly suplex! Lord Crazy is in serious pain. His back may be broken!!

Hart: That was a belly-to-belly suplex, not a backbreaker, my friend.

Wilden: Baxter is now yucking it up to the crowd. His cockiness will one day be his downfall. He waits now in the corner as Lord Crazy still attempts to fight back to his feet. I don't think he can! He stumbled and OH! Baxter spears Lord Crazy into the corner! He's unleashing vicious forearms and chops on him now!

Hart: It's a Violence Partyyyyy!

Wilden: Baxter pulls Crazy out of the corner, he's got his arm wrapped up. What has he got here? Jacob Baxter delivers with The Bastardizer!!!

Hart: I think we're done here.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!

[DING DING DING!]

Donna Dixon: Here is your winner, Jacob "The Bastard" Baxter!

Wilden: I believe Jacob Baxter has officially sent out his message.

Hart: He did? Did I miss something?

Wilden: The man means business, that's for sure.

Hart: Yeah, the business of having tea and crumpets!

[Backstage Muru is taking with various members of the cWo crew. He is still on crutches because of the ankle injury suffered at the hands of Heretic. The camera pans out and Tony Awesome is standing there. The crowd boos when the see him]

Tony Awesome: What do you think you are doing?

Muru: Oh, hey Tony! I am just catching up with some of the cWo staff.

Tony Awesome: I am talking about last week. That stunt you pulled.

Muru: I don't think I understand.

Tony Awesome: You came to the ring unannounced.

Muru: You wanted me back Tony, I figured it was ok.

Tony Awesome: This is MY show, I am the one who says what it ok. You are and will always been little more then nothing. You haven't earned the right to make demands, and you sure as hell don't have the power to make matches.

Muru: It was merely a suggestion, and something I wanted. If you listen to the fans I think they want it too.

[The fans can be heard cheering loudly]

Tony Awesome: That match is going to happen, but only because Heretic accepted it. He might finally put you out of your misery. In fact why wait. Tonight it is going to be Muru versus Heretic and Notorious JON in a handicap match.

Muru: As much as I would like to go out there and give the fans a show they won't forget, I am going to have to pass. You know I am not ready to wrestle Tony,

Tony Awesome: I don't care! You are going to go out there and wrestle. I make the rules!

Muru: If you want me to wrestle then I will wrestle, BUT I think there is something you should know. See I am not medically cleared to wrestle so by forcing me into the ring you are providing a dangerous work environment. In doing so you will make my contract null and void. That means I would be finally free of you. So make me go out there Tony, I dare you!

Tony Awesome: Fine, I have changed my mind. I can wait till Cyberslam to see Heretic take you out once and for all.

Muru: I was gone, wasn't that good enough?

Tony Awesome: Never! I won't rest until you are unable to wrestle, for good.

Muru: Whatever you say man. Now if you don't mind I have a conversation to get back to.

[Muru turns back to the staff members as Tony storms off]

[Notorious JON stands in the broadcast truck over a tech sitting at the playback station.]

Notorious JON: So when I tell you, you play this tape.

Tech: I can’t do that.

Notorious JON: Why the hell not?

Tech: It’s not a Versus broadcast! The network’ll fire me!

Notorious JON: And I’ll fire you if you don’t play it!

Tech: You’re not even supposed to be in here!

[Notorious JON spins the Tech’s chair around, grabs him by the shirt and pulls him up to his feet.]

Notorious JON: Do you know who I am? I don’t care where I’m supposed to be or not supposed to do, I’m telling you to play this damn tape!

Tech: I can’t get fired! I’ve got kids to feed! Besides, you gotta go through the network for this kinda stuff!

[Notorious JON lets go, pushing the tech back into his seat.]

Notorious JON: Call ‘em.

Tech: But I…

Notorious JON: NOW!

[The Tech sighs, then picks up the phone at his station.]

[Commercial break]

[The show returns and we see stools set up in the ring. The lights go out as the Voice of Johnny Serious comes over the sound system and says "Are You SERIOUS." An orange light turns on in the arena as the song "You Can't Be Serious" by Classified plays. Johnny Serious makes his way out to the ring He has the cWo U.S. Title over his shoulder.. He enters the ring, goes to a corner and climbs the turnbuckle and makes and shrugs his shoulders and gives a cocky smile as the fans give him a huge ovation!]

Wilden: Judging by the stools inside the ring, we must be ready for another edition of the MOST SERIOUS SHOW ON EARTH!

Hart: I really can't stand this guy anymore.

Wilden: Well, I can pretty much say that 15,000 people disagree with you because they are going crazy for SERIOUS, who last week, beat Thaddeus Walker for the cWo United States Championship.

[Johnny Serious grabs a mic]

Johnny Serious: Thank you. As you can see, we are in for another installment of your favorite show, but first, I want to say that I don't want anyone to accept my new U.S. Title as me turning a blind eye towards the Mr. Rich scenario. That piece of trash will have hell to pay. And his previous actions in the past reminds me that I have a guest tonight on the show. Making a long awaited comeback to cWo television after being brutally attacked by Mr. Rich and company.....PEOPLE......EVETTE, LET'S GET SERIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home

You say: If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home!

G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
We flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' the life
In the fast lane
And I wont change
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy]

WILDEN: EVETTE IS BACK!!!!!!

[Evette makes her way down to the ring, wearing a short business mini skirt and a Johnny Serious shirt. Serious sits on the lower rope and lifts the middle rope as she enters the ring.]

Wilden: It is so good to see her back here Robbie.

Hart: She does look good, but she keeps around some terrible company.

[Evette grabs a mic]

Johnny Serious: Welcome back!

Evette: Thank you all so much. I want to say from the bottom of my heart that I love each and everyone of you. You all made me feel so loved. Laying in the hospital, it meant so much to receive all of the wonderful get well cards, flowers and gifts. It really shows how great the human heart can be.

Hart: Yada, yada....

Wilden: Don't be an idiot!

Johnny Serious: I can tell you that we are all happy to have you back, but now everyone wants to know, who was behind your attack?

Evette: I think you know. I Think everybody knows. His name is....

[Pink Floyd's "Money" hits the arena as Mr. Rich makes his way out towards the ring. He stops in the aisle, waving his money around as a dollar sign lights up. He continues to the ring flashing his money in the fans face and then taking it away. He slowly enters the ring and stands in the center as canons from all four ring posts shoot out fake dollar bills with Mr. Rich's face on it.]

Wilden: Thank god Mr. Rich prepared himself for his entrance tonight.

Hart: Finally, Mr. Rich has a chance to confront his accuser!

[Mr. Rich grabs a mic]

Mr. Rich: I am not out here to defend my good name. I don't have to. I told you, I had nothing to do with it, but here is the deal......I want a shot at your United States Championship Title at Cyberslam!

Wilden: How about that?

[Evette walks over to Mr. Rich and gives him a loud slap across teh face as the crowd goes crazy]

Hart: It's a shame that Johnny needs a woman to fight his battles!

[Mr. Rich grabs his face and then gives a cocky smile to Evette]

Mr. Rich: You BITCH!

[Mr. Rich goes to punch Evette in the face when Johnny Serious steps in and pushes Mr. Rich backwards.]

Johnny Serious: You want a shot at my title....huh, you want a shot.

Mr. Rich: YEAH!

Johnny Serious: ARE YOU SERIOUS??????

Mr. Rich: Yeah!

Johnny Serious: Then you beat me now, in a non title match, and if you win, and only if you win, will I give you a true shot at Cyberslam!

Mr. Rich: If I win, I get a shot.

Johnny Serious: Isn't that what I said?

Mr. Rich: Fine, I'll see you tonight.

Wilden: An unplanned match, what a night tonight will be!

Johnny Serious: Wrong, this match starts now!

[Johnny Serious clotheslines Mr. Rich as a referee comes running down.]

Wilden: Looks like this match is going to start now.

DING DING DING

[Johnny Serious tosses the stools out of the way. One makes it's way out of the ring, the other goes into the corner as Evette steps out of the ring]

Wilden: And Serious unleashing a number of right handed punches to the face of Mr. Rich!

Hart: This is an unfair advantage, Serious cheated and blindsided Mr. Rich and he has Evette in his corner!

[Johnny Serious picks Mr. Rich up and throws him into a corner.]

Wilden: Serious with the a series of elbow's to the face.

[The ref goes in to break it up and then steps back a bit and.....]

Wilden: The ref has just tripped over one of those stools and is out cold. He must have hit his head out there.

[Serious walks over to the ref to see if he is ok as Mr. Rich spits in Evette's face]

Wilden: And now Evette climbs into the ring and rushes to Mr. Rich and begins slapping him in the face left and right!

Hart: I told you Serious would cheat in this match!

Wilden: And now Serious turns over to see Evette and now he steps in and pushes her back a bit and then gets in the face of Mr. Rich!

[Mr. Rich drops to his knees to beg for mercy as Serious looks to the crowd for approval to hit Rich, and the crowd lets him know he has it. Evette, right behind Serious....]

Wilden: And Mr. Rich in a lot of trouble right now.....WHOA....EVETTE WITH A LOW BLOW TO JOHNNY SERIOUS AND JOHNNY GOES TO HIS KNEES IN PAIN!

Hart: I knew I liked this woman!

Wilden: EVETTE NOW WALKING OVER TO THE KNOCKED OUT REF, GRABS THE ONE STOOL, AND CRACKS IT ACROSS JOHNNY'S BACK AS Mr. RICH STANDS UP AND CLAPS HIS HANDS IN APPROVAL.

[The ref begins to come too a bit....as Evette places something in Johnny's hands.]

Wilden: What's she up to?

[Mr. Rich lays down on the mat as Evette brushes the stool pieces away and steps out of the ring as the ref gets to his feet and turns to see both men laid out.]

Wilden: The ref now walking to Johnny Serious and now HE IS SIGNALING FOR THE BELL....WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON.

[The ref picks up Johnny's hand to reveal a set of Brass Knuckles in his hands. The ref walks over to Donna Dixon.]

DING DING DING

Donna Dixon: Your winner, by disqualification, Mr. RICH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wilden: Talk about slime ball moves Robbie, first, Evette turns back to Mr. Rich and then sets up Serious to look like he hit Mr. Rich.

[Mr. Rich pretends to come to and acts surprised to hear the announcement. He steps out of the ring to a chorus of boos and kisses Evette as a large soda slams the two in the face]

Wilden: Just when I thought Mr. Rich couldn't make ma anymore sick, he finds away to make me want to vomit. And Evette, once again showing her devious side, turns back to her husband. And now Johnny Serious coming to his feet just realized what has happened.

Hart: He's an idiot and a gullible loser to believe he could win the heart of Evette!

Wilden: Well, you can see the anger in Johnny's face as he has just spotted Mr. Rich. Serious dashes out of the ring and runs after Mr. Rich and Evette who flee the area!

Hart: What happens now.

[Johnny Serious runs through the backstage, chasing Mr. Rich and Evette to the parking garage. Mr. Rich and Evette are seen getting into a Black Lexus. Serious runs towards the Lexus that begins to speed towards Serious. Serious dives out of the way as the Lexus speeds up the ramp and out of the view of the camera.]

Wilden: Mr. Rich and Evette with some reckless driving.

Hart: Reckless Driving, Serious was daring him, playing chicken...that is reckless in my opinion!

[Heretic sits in the Omega locker room. He looks to be in a state of absolute panic. His legs shake and he rubs his eyes.]

Heretic: This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening! Come back, Heretic, come back!

[The locker room door opens and Jen Diamond enters, followed by Tony “Totally” Awesome.]

Jen Diamond: He’s been like this all night.

Tony “Totally” Awesome: What’s the problem, Heretic?

Heretic: Heretic’s not here! I don’t know where he went, but he’s gone! I’m not supposed to handle this stuff! He’s not supposed to leave me here with all these people! Heretic’s the superstar, not Mike!

Diamond: Do you know where Heretic went?

[Heretic suddenly freezes up, looking embarrassed and uncomfortable. He turns bright red and stares down at the ground, not answering her.]

Diamond: This is his thing too, he doesn’t talk to me. Why don’t I just leave you guys?

[She exits. Heretic looks up at Tony.]

Heretic: She hates me.

Tony “Totally” Awesome: What?

Heretic: She thinks I’m a freak and she hates me.

Tony “Totally” Awesome: She’s your friend!

Heretic: Heretic’s friend, not mine!

Tony “Totally” Awesome: Listen, you need to get it together. I need you to take care of Muru.

Heretic: I can’t mess with Muru, he’ll hit me!

Tony “Totally” Awesome: Of course he will! You’re professional wrestlers, it’s what you do!

Heretic: Heretic’s a professional wrestler, not me!

[Tony throws up his hands, completely confused.]

Tony “Totally” Awesome: Listen.. just stay here. I’ll go figure something out.

Heretic: I need a computer! Where’s a computer? I need to put this on my LJ right now!

[The scene cuts back to Lance and Robbie at ringside.]

Wilden: I have absolutely no idea what’s going on there, Robbie.

Hart: Same here, Lance. I think he’s finally lost his last marble.

Wilden: You’ve gotta wonder now what kind of condition he’ll be in for Cyberslam!

Hart: He may spend all Cyberslam in a rubber room! Did you see the look on Tony’s face? I think he’s about to go call the men with the white coats and nets!

Wilden: But again, like everything with Omega.. you’ve got to wonder if this is all another trick.

Hart: You can’t fake crazy this well, Lance. This guy’s off his rocker!

Wilden: Well fans, it’s time for our next match as Devon Dice, the man who’s in the crosshairs of Thaddeus Walker, faces one half of the Nerds with Attitude! Take it, Donna Dixon!

Dixon: The next contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, "Lt. Cmdr." Drake Browne!

[Metallica's Imperial March plays as "Lt. Cmdr" Drake Browne makes his way to the ring accompanied by "Dungeon Master" Ethan Long.]

Wilden: The Nerds With Attitude don't seem to be liking each other's company very much tonight, more so the Lt. Cmdr.

Hart: Come on, Lance. Would you like hanging around nerds all day?

Dixon: And his opponent, Devon Dice!

["The Gambler" by Kenny Rogers plays and Devon Dice makes his way to the ring.]

Wilden: Devon Dice the veteran squaring off with the high flying newcomer, Drake Browne, should be exciting.

Hart: Bah.

DING DING DING

[They lock up and Dice has the upper hand, whips Browne across the ropes and sends him to the ground with a shoulder block.]

Wilden: And this one's underway, The quick Browne is on his feet and off the ropes again, but Dice ducks the clothesline, inverted atomic drop.

Hart I don't know what the big deal is with Browne, he's jumping up and down, but he doesn't get touched there, why the big fuss?

[Dice grabs the head of Browne and drags him to the corner.]

Wilden: Dice smashes Browne's face into the turnbuckle. And now Dice with an eye rake.

Hart: Cheater!

Wilden: Now Dice grinding the face of Browne on the top rope.

Hart: That's gonna cause some serious rope burn.

[Dice put Browne in a headlock and takes him to the ground.]

Wilden: Dice with a nice headlock takedown. Dice on his feet and a quick elbow drop. The cover.

One...

Two...

NO!

Hart: The Nerd is still battling.

Wilden: Dice with a few stomps as Browne gets back to his feet. The two square off again.

[Dice mockingly does the Star Trek hand gesture and Drake Browne is upset with the taunt.]

Wilden: Browne with a slap to the face of Devon Dice. Dice counters with a fist, but no Browne ducks, off the rope, flying clothesline and down goes Dice, the cover.

One...

Two...

No!

Wilden: Devon Dice kicks out at the last second.

Hart: Damn! I thought this bore fest was over.

[Browne lets Dice get to his feet and they lock up. Dice has the upper hand and tosses Drake Browne into the corner and climbs the second rope.]

Wilden: Dice raining punches on Drake Browne's face. Ethan Long is not too happy with his partners performance as he is shaking his head in disgust outside of the ring.

Hart: Well he looks awful out there.

[Ethan Long hops on the apron and is screaming in the ear of Drake Browne.]

Wilden: Now the ref is over to get Long off the apron, and Dice's hand makes contact with the ref sending him to the mat! Ethan Long now on the outside on the middle turnbuckle trading blows with Dice, and the referee is down!

Hart: Wow this got exciting fast!

[Suddenly, Thaddeus Walker is seen running down the aisle.]

Wilden: We’ve got company, it’s Thaddeus Walker!

[Walker slides into the ring and goes after Dice. Dice backs him up with some right hands, but Ethan Long turns Dice back around and nails him with a big haymaker.. Dice spins around to face Thaddeus, who quickly throws white power in the eyes of Devon Dice!]

Wilden: Walker with powder to the eyes of Devon Dice! Now he’s tossing him into the ropes… Dice bounces off the ropes, Thaddeus ducks down

Thaddeus: REVENGE!

Wilden: Walker sends Dice flying with a HUGE backdrop!

Hart: Alley Oop!

[Thaddeus laughs, slides out of the ring and heads towards the back. Drake Browne lifts Dice up and slams him to the mat. Drake Browne falls alongside him. Ethan Long hops in the ring and springs off the top rope.]

Wilden: Springboard Moonsault Legdrop! NWA working as a team and the ref is still out.

Hart: The NWA are pretty impressive here, at least Ethan Long is anyways.

[Ethan Long puts Browne on top of Dice and wakes the ref up.]

Wilden: This is a robbery, the cover.

One........

Two.........

Three!!!

Dixon: Here is your winner, "Lt. Cmdr." Drake Browne!

Wilden: Well Drake Browne can thank his partner, as well as Thaddeus Walker for this win.

Hart: It was a hard fought battle, but the better man came out on top!

Wilden: I’m sure Devon Dice is gonna be looking for some payback from Thaddeus Walker after this!

Hart: He got what he deserved after what he did last week! That mustache-less heathen!

Wilden: Folks, I’m being told we’re up against a break. I thought we had a few minutes…

Hart: What about Cyberslam Rewind?

Wilden: We’ll be back with Cyberslam Rewind after this brief commercial break!

[Commercial Break]

[Instead of commercials, the screen goes black, and text appears on the screen.]

“The following is a paid programming block. The views reflected herein do not represent those of the Championship Wrestling Organization, The Versus Network or it’s parent company.”

[The scene cuts to Notorious JON sitting at a desk. He’s dressed in a suit and sits in front of a blue screen.]

Notorious JON: Notorious JON here. I’ve purchases this block of time from the Versus Network to deliver an important message. You see, recently we’ve had a bit of controversy in cWo, and I thought it was best to speak on my own behalf.. not on cWo’s.

[The blue screen behind him turns into a black and silver Omega]

Notorious JON: If there’s one thing I hate in this world, it’s a quitter. I never understood how someone could run from their problems just because times were tough. I’ve never had it easy. I had to work my way up from nothing to get where I am now. The road was a rocky one, but never once did I ever think of turning tail and running away. True greats face every obstacle head on. Well apparently this isn’t true for one of the so called legends that share a wall with me in the cWo Hall of Fame..

[A picture of Christian Roman appears on the right hand corner of the screen.]

Notorious JON: Christian Roman ran away from cWo. He betrayed you, the cWo fans, as well as all of the cWo staff and roster. And worse, Roman lied about why he left. He said it was because he was being censored, but in actuality it was two things: money and the lure of success in an organization that I’m not a part of. Well, last week, I gave Roman a chance. I offered him the money he wants in exchange for a match with me at Cyberslam VI. I offered him the chance to finally get what he’s said he’s wanted for the last six months. But Roman stayed quiet, blew off my invitation… because he thinks I can’t get to him. What Roman doesn’t know, is that I’ve got people everywhere in this business, including the organization in which he took refuge. I know some vital information, such as the fact that Christian Roman is now once again a free agent. You heard me right. Christian Roman didn’t pan out in his new home. Why? Well, maybe it has something to do with this:

[Footage begins, clearly from another wrestling organization’s broadcast. Christian Roman is in the ring wrestling against an unknown superstar. The show’s broadcasters can be heard. The logo of the show as well as the face of Roman’s opponent is blurred.]

[Christian crawls to the corner of the ring as he then uses the ropes to pull himself up. Roman faces the corner as the unkown wrestler stands behind him. Christian Roman turns around and his opponent attempts to hit him with a clothesline. Roman runs straight ahead and ducks the clothesline as the other wrestler quickly runs up the turnbuckles and onto the top rope.]

Play by Play: The pace is picking up here.

[Roman turns around to face his opponent once more as hus opponent does a moonsault off of the top rope and lands on top of Roman.]

Play by Play: Moonsault!

[The other wrestler quickly gets Roman in a pin as the referee starts the count.]

1…

Color Commentary: He could have him here!

[Christian Roman attempts to escape from the pin.]

2…

Play by Play: Roman’s trying to break free here!

[The unknown wrestler reaches over and grabs onto the ropes as Christian Roman attempts to break free.]

3!!!

Play byplay: No! He got him!

Color Commentary: What? He got him?

[He rolls off of Christian Roman and rolls out of the ring as he raises his hand in the air and begins to celebrate.]

[The bell sounds.]

Ring Announcer: Here is your winner, [BLEEP]

[The scene cuts back to Notorious JON at his desk, a huge smile on his face.]

Notorious JON: So once again, Christian Roman can’t compete. And once again, Christian Roman runs away! Well Roman, you can’t run forever… and I will know every step you take. I will air every one of your defeats for the world to see. You’ve only got one choice, Roman. Take me up on my offer. Prove that you’re the man you say you are. The choice is yours.

[Commercial Break]

[When the show returns, the NWA are in the locker room and Ethan Long is celebrating the victory, Drake Browne seems to be out of it.]

Ethan Long: Yeah, we did it! Well actually I did it, you just made the pin.

Drake Browne: Stop being such a nerfherder!

Ethan Long: What's your problem? Ever since we got here you've had a problem, speak up. I just won that match for you, you should thank me, not insult me!

Drake Browne: I don't want to talk about it, and by the way, I am suspending you from the guild.

Ethan Long: EXCUSE ME!? I'M THE BEST PLAYER WE HAVE!

Drake Browne: You know what you did, now you have to pay the consequences!

Ethan Long: What are you talking about?

Drake Browne: You know I was interested in Princess Leia at the convention, but you couldn't help yourself!

Ethan Long: I GAVE YOU UHURA LAST MONTH!

Drake Browne: GTFO!

Ethan Long: Fine!

[Long leaves the locker room and mumbles to himself.]

Ethan Long: You'll never get that Captain Picard in his 5th season Captain’s Jacket action figure… because I want it now.

[Thaddeus Walker, CB Fowler and TJ Walker sit in Thaddeus Walker’s parlor, smoking cigars. The door opens and an angry Devon Dice barges in.]

Dice: Dammit, Walker! I Told you last week was a mistake!

Thaddeus: You committed an egregious sin! One that cannot go unpunished!

Dice: Fine. Let’s up the ante at Cyberslam. Put something on the line.

Thaddeus: There already is something on the line, Robit. HONOR!

Dice: Fine! Honor’s on the line, then!

[Devon Dice storms out and slams the door behind him. He suddenly realizes what he just did.]

Devon Dice: Wait, how the hell….

[We go back to Lance an Robbie at ringside]

Hart: Did you hear that, Lance! Honor’s on the line!

Wilden: But I think Dice wanted something that was actually tangible on the line!

Hart: Honor’s tangible!

Wilden: What? No it’s not!

Hart: Thaddeus Walker will make it tangible!

Wilden: Folks, I’m not sure how we’re supposed to handle this situation, but during our last commercial break you saw a paid advertisement from Notorious JON highlighting something that happened to Christian Roman in another wrestling organization.

Hart: We can’t even use the name of that company, can we?

Wilden: We cannot. But I just need to reinforce that that was in no way associated with cWo, the versus network or it’s parent company.

Hart: But I hope Christian Roman gets the message and realizes that he needs to show up for Cyberslam VI to get what’s coming to him!

Wilden: Robbie, it’s obvious to me what’s going on! Notorious JON is going out of his way to humiliate a man who is no longer employed by cWo, and has zero chance of showing up at Cyberslam! It’s a glorified night off, and kicking someone while they’re down!

Hart: But why spend the money? You know how they are with money, they wouldn’t just waste it! Obviously he’s serious about this!

Wilden: “How they are?”

Hart: Members of Omega! That’s a financially sound group!

Wilden: It remains to be seen if anything will come of this, so I encourage all of you fans to take the prospects of a Notorious JON-Christian Roman match at Cyberslam VI with a huge grain of salt.

Hart: Or you can call your cable or satellite provider and order Cyberslam VI!

Wilden: On the subject of Cyberslam, it’s time for this week’s installment of Cyberslam rewind. This week we once again go back to Cyberslam VI to a match “invented” by one of cWo’s more colorful characters! Let’s go back!

[cWo’s former ring announcer, Mic Benson, stands in the ring at Cyberslam V]

MB: The following contest is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall... Now making his way to the ring... "Irish" Conrad McRyan!

["Shipping up to Boston" by Dropkick Murphys plays and the fans cheer as Conrad McRyan comes to the ring. He comes to the ring with a kind of a chipper swagger to his music, smiling and appreciating all of his fans, making sure to slap hands the entire way to the ring. He jumps onto the apron and grabs the top rope, flipping into the ring where he poses with his hand on his chin and a big Irish grin. ]

LW: Well Conrad McRyan looks upbeat tonight.. probably because this match ensures that neither Pason nor Walker can interfere this time!

RH: Bah he's just lucky that Thaddeus Walker acknowledged him, otherwise he wouldn't be in cWo… he'd be passed out at some pub somewhere!

LW: Robbie!

RH: Lance!

MB: Introducing next, SXP... Sean Pasoooooooon!

[The lights begin to dim as the intro to South town by P.O.D starts playing in the background. Smoke and fog begins to fill the entrance ramp for a moment. Then suddenly the lights begin to flicker off and on as Sean Pason slowly walks out of the entrance ramp and towards the ring. Sean Pason wearing a black hooded sweatshirt walks slowly towards the rings with his head down.]

LW: Well here comes Sean Pason, a man who's taken great objection to some of the derogatory language used by Thaddeus Walker.

RH: It's just old timey racism, Lance, it's not like Pason plays for the Rutgers Women's Basketball team!

[Pason slaps a couple of the fans hands that are trying to reach out to him. As he slaps the hands of the fans you can see that his hands are taped. Sean slowly enters into the ring as his entrance song ends. Sean pulls his hood off and stretches out as he stares down McRyan]

LW: Pason looks intense tonight, Robbie.

RH: That's because he's about to face off against wrestling's prestigious gentleman!

[Thaddeus' organ grinder steps onto to the entrance ramp and begins to play the Maple Leaf Rag. He's quickly followed by the Carnival Barker as well as two men carrying a large pane of glass. The Carnival Barker steps into the ring and takes the mic]

LW: Here's this nonsense again…

RH: Nonsense?!

Carnival Barker: Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls… the greatest wrestler in all of the territories and the most finely mustachioed man in all of the world, Thaddeus Walker, has prepared a death defying stunt for your viewing pleasure!

[An old timey "Awoooga" sounding car horn is heard, followed by a loud bang from a car backfiring. The two men hold the glass at the bottom of the entrance ramp. After a few seconds, a puttering is heard and Thaddeus Walker drives out from behind the curtain in a Model A]

RH: Oh my lucky stars, it's a horseless carriage!!!

LW: Well, it's probably safer than giving pipes to children…

[The car gets halfway down the entrance ramp and stops. Thaddeus Walker runs out and turns the crank on the side of the car, then gets back in and continues down the ramp. The car picks up speed as it approaches the glass]

RH: Here it comes, this is gonna be great!

[The car hits the glass and stops, bouncing off a few inches. The glass isn't even cracked.]

RH: Oh.

LW: Well, it looks like Mr. Walker's great entrance isn't going as planned.

RH: Is that sarcasm, Lance?

LW: I just want to get on with the match!

RH: It's Cyberslam! He's gotta make a big entrance!

[Thaddeus Walker gets out of the car and cranks it once again, then jumps back into the driver's seat. The car backfires, then reverses back up the entrance ramp. A louder puttering is heard as the car picks up speed and finally crashes through the sugar glass!]

RH: Wow! What a stunt!

LW: It was breakaway sugar glass, Robbie! Anything could have broken through!

RH: Stop doubting the prowess of Thaddeus Walker!

[Thaddeus Walker gets out of the car. He removes his driving gloves, then his driving scarf, then his driving hat, then his goggles. He jumps up on the apron and raises his arms, then climbs into the ring]

RH: I've gotta tell you, Thaddeus Walker is a testament to men everywhere! Look at that, he still isn't wearing any padding on his knees or elbows…. Just like the men who founded this sport intended!

LW: Well, all three men are finally in the ring, and this match can get started!

[Ding Ding Ding]

LW: This one's underway! All three competitors circling each other now. There's a deep seeded hatred between all three of these men, it looks like they aren't sure who to attack first.

RH: And that's the brilliance of this innovative idea by Thaddeus Walker!

LW: Innovative idea? Robbie, it's a standard triple threat match! We've been having matches like this forever!

RH: And how do we know Thaddeus didn't invent it back in the 20s?

LW: He's not a time traveler!

RH: But wouldn't that be awesome?

LW: McRyan and Pason now both going after Walker! Both pounding away on him with rights and left! They push him off the ropes, Thaddeus bounces off the other side… double clothesline! Walker back to his feet, they send him into the ropes again….. OOH, double suplex this time by Sean Pason and Conrad McRyan! McRyan now pulling Walker to his feet, he's got him locked in a full nelson as Pason hammers away on him!!

RH: This is 2 on 1! That's not fair!

LW: McRyan releases the hold and Walker crumples to the ground. McRyan now connects with a right to the face of Sean Pason! McRyan and Pason now brawling as Walker crawls over to his corner. McRyan bounces off the ropes, big dropkick sends Sean Pason down! McRyan pulls Pason to his feet… OOH, big spinning back fist by Pason! He hooks McRyan up… belly to back suplex!!!

RH: Thaddeus, stay out of the way!

LW: Well Thaddeus walker is back in his corner, now doing what he's done in every match we've seen him in, applying mustache wax.

RH: If God had a mustache, I think that's what it would look like.

LW: Now Pason pulls McRyan back up…. Spinebuster slam! Pason is brining all the power moves with him today! McRyan slow back to his feet, Pason applying an armdrag.. pulling the arm of Conrad McRyan over his shoulder!

RH: Look at Thaddeus now, he's lighting up a cigarette!!

LW: Walker doing his best to avoid any confrontation with either of these two. Pason now releasing wraps his legs around the arm of McRyan, pulling him down into an armbar! The MMA background of Pason really showing here! Pason locking that hold in tight, McRyan really feeling it! Wait, here comes Walker.. and he breaks up the hold with a boot to the shoulder of Pason! Pason gets up and shoves Walker, who answers back with a series of chops!

Thaddeus Walker- Take that! And that! And one of these!

LW: Walker with a big haymaker that staggers Pason. Wait, McRyan with a roll up from behind..1..2… NO! Pason kicks out!! Walker almost just knocked Pason into a McRyan pin!

RH: Be more careful, Thaddeus!

LW: I guess he almost found a flaw in his revolutionary new kind of match, huh?

RH: Quiet, you!

LW: Well McRyan and Pason now exchanging blows again… McRyan off the ropes… slingshot moonsault onto Sean Pason! The cover..1..2..Pason kicks out! Thaddeus Walker clapping now for McRyan.. has he never seen a moonsault before? He's going to shake McRyan's hand… OOH, boot to the midsection by Thaddeus Walker! Walker now locking McRyan into that bearhug!!

RH: Ha Ha! Trickery by Thaddeus! Here's a heads up for McRyan… don't ever go for the handshake, ever!

LW: Pason now back to his feet as Walker puts the squeeze on McRyan…. A forearm shot by Pason breaks the hold! Walker turns right into a roundhouse kick from Pason! McRyan with a clothesline.. ducked by Pason.. sweep kick! Pason now ducks a haymaker by Walker.. belly to belly overhead suplex!! Walker hits the mat hard, and he didn't like that one bit!! Walker hoping around the ring and holding his back.. Pason and McRyan now locked up, Pason with a knee strike… double arm piledriver!!! Pason goes for the cover.1..2..NO, broken up by Walker! Walker pulls up Pason.. he's got him in position.. airplane spin!

RH: Sean Pason's taking a ride on the Spruce Goose!

LW: Three rotations by Walker…four…five…. Wait, McRyan to his feet… OH, he just got nailed by the legs of Pason in that airplane spin! McRyan goes down hard! Walker now lets go to McRyan, who flies into the mat… Walker dizzy himself.. he falls onto Pason and fumbles his way into a single leg crab!

RH: It's the polio leglock, get it right!

LW: Pason fighting for the ropes… he reaches, he's got them! The referee now forcing Thaddeus to break the hold. Walker now pulling Pason to the center of the ring, he's got his arm… wristlock! Pason fighting the hold… he's up to his knees to his feet, he pulls Thaddeus, clothesline!!!! Pason now pulls Walker up.. DDT… no wait, he's holding it and now locking his legs in place for a guillotine choke!

RH: Choke! You admitted it! It's an illegal choke! Make him break it, ref!

LW: It's a legal, and very painful submission maneuver! The referee is checking with Walker, who's not submitting, but is in obvious pain. Pason keeps increasing the pressure… McRyan staggers to his feet… OH, and breaks up the hold with a desperation diving fist!

RH: I never thought I'd say this, but thank you Conrad McRyan!

LW: McRyan pulls Pason to his feet and sends him back down with a big bodyslam! McRyan goes for a legdrop… NO, he misses! Pason rolls out of the way! Pason pulls McRyan to his feet, hooks him from behind…. Release german suplex! Pason now goes off the ropes to the far side…. Wait, Walker to his feet..

Thaddeus Walker: Alley Oop!!

LW: OOOH, and Walker with a huge back bodydrop that sends Sean Pason over the top rope to the outside!!! Walker now celebrating that move…

RH: That was an amazing feat of grappling!

LW: McRyan up, Walker doesn't see him!!

RH: Turn around, Thaddeus!!

LW: He does.. and walks right into a facebuster from McRyan! McRyan signaling that he's gonna go to the top rope.. he could win this one, Pason's out of the ring! McRyan to the top turnbuckle..

RH: NO!

LW: McRyan off the top rope with a frog splash.. NO! Thaddeus Walker rolled out of the way! McRyan hits the mat!!! Walker to his feet, there's the Gentleman's Elbow!!!

RH: You finally got it right!!

LW: Walker with the cover… Pason runs into the ring..1..2..3!! Pason breaks it up a second to late and Thaddeus Walker has won the match!!

[Ding Ding Ding]

MB: Here is your winner, Thaddeus Walker!!

LW: Well Sean Pason is visibly angry with himself.. punching the turnbuckle out of frustration! Thaddeus Walker, however, is celebrating!

[The Carnival Barker lights two small bottle rockets, which explode into a small show of fireworks]

RH: Fireworks, Lance!!

LW: We're inside!

[Thaddeus puts back on his driving gear and walks to his car. He gets in the drivers seat, starts the ignition, which makes a loud noise but does not start. He tries again, with the same result.]

LW: Hmm.. looks like Walker is having some problems with his car.

RH: Nonsense! It's a fine American Vehicle!

[Thaddeus gets out of the car, the Carnival Barker walks towards him]

LW: Wait a second, his Barker is handing him the microphone.

TW: Hmm.. something seems to be wrong with my auto-mobile. Perhaps the problem is in the exhaust pipe. I will now examine it with my eye!

[He pulls up his goggles, walks to the exhaust pipe and slowly puts his eye to it. Suddenly, the car backfires! Thaddeus turns his head to look at the camera, now with a black ring around his eye.]

RH: Haha! Gold, Lance.. GOLD!

[The scene cuts back to Lance and Robbie at Driven 19]

Wilden: More history will be made at Cyberslam VI, live on Pay Per View on Sunday, June 8th!

Hart: There better be some horseless carriages!

Wilden: Folks, we’re gong to take our last commercial break of the night. When we come back, it’s time for our main event, as Scott Reznik squares off against cWo’s World Heavyweight Champion, Chazz Mendel!

[Commercial Break]

[The show returns with Donna Dixon in the ring.]

Donna Dixon: Ladies And Gentlemen! This is the main event of the evening! Introducing first...

[“Cannon (Live)” by White Stripes hits over the PA, and the crowd moderately cheers for Scott Reznik.]

Dixon: Introducing first, from Denver Colorado! Weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds! Scott Reznik!!!

[Reznik hustles down to the ring, slapping hands of the fans on the way.]

Wilden: Here comes the man on a winning streak, Scott Reznik! He beat Dynamite last week, now he's got his sights set on beating the World Champion, Chazz Mendel in this non-title contest!

Hart: You think he's biting off a little more than he can chew? Dynamite is a jobber for crying out loud! Reznik should have taken a match with Zidane Starkiller or Lord Crazy! Not the World Champion!

[Reznik slides in under the bottom rope, then bounces off of them, psyching himself up for the task ahead of him.]

Wilden: Alright! Scott Reznik is in the ring and he's looking focused and ready to face the World Champion here tonight in the main event!

Hart: I'm telling ya! Last week was a fluke, and this week will tell a different story about Scott Reznik! That's he's a flunky!

Dixon: And is opponent!!

[The crowds starts to boo as "Tiger the Lion" by The Tragically Hip hits the PA system.]

"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..."

[Chazz Mendel comes walking out from the back with the World Title belt around his waist.]

Dixon: Making his way to the ring, hailing from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada! He is the cWo World Heavyweight Champion! The Villain Of The Year, CHAAAAZZ MENNNNNNNDEL!!!!

[The sold out crowd in College Station, Texas start to boo the World Champion. A few CBK! CBK! chants go up through the crowd as Chazz walks down the aisle. Chazz puts his hands over his ears and tells a fan chanting by the barricade to shut up. Chazz walks the ring steps and steps through the second rope. He reluctantly hands the belt to Donna Dixon, who carries it with her to the timekeeper's table. Senior Referee Aaron Blake calls for the opening Bell!]

[DING DING DING!!]

Wilden: Here we go! This match is officially underway! The two circle the ring getting a knowing of each other and then tie up. Reznik uses his strength advantage and gets a hammerlock on Mendel, Mendel reveres it only to be reversed by Reznik again sending him into the ropes. Mendel comes off the ropes and attempts to Cross Body Block Reznik but Mendel catches him and slams him hard to the mat!

Hart: Beginner's Luck!

Wilden: Reznik with the match's first pinfall attempt!

One!

Two!! Mendel kicks out!

Hart: Too early! There's just no way! A snowball had a better chance in hell than Reznik has of beating the Champ!

Wilden: Both men quickly and gets to their feet. Mendel kicks the ropes angrily and then runs at Reznik, Reznik drops down for a back body drop but Mendel telegraphs and kicks him in the chest! Chazz Mendel takes Scott Reznik down with a clothesline! Mendel begins kicking him in the ribs and head. Mendel taunts the downed Reznik then picks him up to his feet. Mendel lifts up Reznik for a vertical suplex and drops him hard to the mat. That's some display of strength by the Champion!

Hart: He's got the heart of a Lion, That Chazz Mendel! Too bad it's being crushed by a jealous older brother! I can sympathize... My brother Jerry used to beat me up all the time and make me steal cookies for him, then take all the heat! It was scarring... I can't look at a Chips Ahoy without nearly coming to tears anymore!

Wilden: That sounds like something for your therapist, Robbie. But I'm not going to play Dr. Phil today! We've got some great action going on in the ring right now with Chazz Mendel putting the stomps on Scott Reznik right now. Standing Moonsault by the Champion! Lateral Press!

One!

Two!!

Kickout! Scott Reznik kicks out! Both men are getting to their feet now! Mendel with an Irish whip! It's reversed! Mendel rebounds off the ropes, he slides between Reznik's legs! Reznik spins around, and Chazz with a European Uppercut!

Hart: Wrong! That's the Canadian Uppercut!

Wilden: Well then Chazz with the CANADIAN Uppercut! And another! Reznik is reeling now! Chazz has him backed into a corner. Chazz lands a knee to the midsection and is just unleashing a flurry of lefts and rights at Scott Reznik!

Hart: You know he's wishing it was Andrew taking that beating! He should be taking it! And he will take it at Cyberslam! That's for sure!

Wilden: The Villain Of The Year continues the assault as he lands a left hand on Reznik, Reznik reverses! Reznik throws Mendel into the corner and he starts landing a series of stiff right hands to Mendel's head! Reznik Irish whips Mendel across the ring! Chazz slams into the turnbuckles! Reznik charges Mendel and hits a clothesline knocking both men down! Seems like the champion got a little more than he bargained for tonight!

Hart: Ah, you mean this fluke? Trust me, it's just a matter of time before Chazz takes control and shows this punk why he's the Champ, and Scott Reznik is the CHUMP! This winning streak ends tonight!

Wilden: Both men get up slowly. Reznik gets to his feet first, he punches Mendel, then whips him to the ropes. Mendel bounces off the ropes, and Reznik takes him down with a back body drop! Reznik takes a moment to recover, letting Mendel back to his feet. Reznik goes for a kick to the midsection, but The Champ catches Reznik's foot! Reznik goes for the Enziguri, but Reznik misses, and falls chest first onto the mat! Chazz flows with him and immediately locks in an STF!

Hart: See! Rookie mistake! I knew this was coming! I told you the streak was ending tonight!

Wilden: Well that remains to be seen! Reznik is fighting it! He's close to the ropes! He's got the ropes! Aaron Blake is telling Chazz to let go of the hold, but he's not! Blake gets to four and Chazz let's go of the hold, taking full advantage of that five count before he gets disqualified. Mendel is back up now and he's stomping on the downed Reznik. Reznik is trying to get to his feet, but every time he tries to get back to a vertical base, he's kicked back down by The Villain Of The Year. Mendel now grabs a handful of hair, bringing Reznik to his feet. Mendel hits a swinging neckbreaker, he quickly gets back to his feet with a second wind and drops an elbow on Reznik. A quick burst of offense by the World Champion! A cover by The Champion!

One!

Two!!

Kickout!!! Scott Reznik kicks out!

Hart: Damn! But it's just a matter of time! Send a message to that devious brother of yours, Chazz! Show him you mean business!

Wilden: He may be doing just that! Mendel pulls Reznik up and sets him up for t-bone suplex. Reznik tries to wriggle free but is unsuccessful as he gets thrown down. Mendel picks Reznik up and gives him a couple of good shots to the ribs before spinning him around for DANGEROUS DDT!!! That's got to be it for Scott Reznik! Aaron Blake counts!

One!

Two!!

THR-KICKOUT!!! Scott Reznik kicks out of the Dangerous DDT! That move puts most wrestlers out for the three count! But not Scott Reznik! He's resilient, that's for sure! And Chazz is having a tantrum in the ring! He's freaking out at the referee, complaining of a slow count!

Hart: It was a slow count! Any schlub in the arena, or watching at home could see that it was painfully slow!

Wilden: Now Chazz is calling for something. Uh oh! This doesn't bode well for young Scott Reznik! Here comes The Cop and THE GRATE ONE! They're coming down to the ring to help Chazz as they were instructed by Tony Awesome to do! The Cop and The Grate One are in the ring now! The three men are circling the downed Scott Reznik! The referee calls for the bell. Throwing the match out!

[Suddenly, The Cop yells out.]

The Cop: We got a 723!!!

[Chazz stops and looks at The Cop.]

Chazz: 723??? What the hell is that?!?!

[The Cop points to a man in the crowd wearing a white hooded sweatshirt.]

The Cop: A 723 sir Ice Giants in vicinity let's get it The Grate One!

[The Cop and The Grate One dive out of the ring after the "Ice Giant" The Grate One is smashing his way through the seats while The Cop draws down on him with his taser. The Cop shoots the fan with his taser while The Grate One leaps high into the air, coming down with a knee to the back! Then The Cop flies in with a knee to the back of his own!]

Wilden: And The Cop and The Grate One are establishing Command Presence on what they believe is an "Ice Giant." Robbie, where does Tony Awesome find these people?

Hart: God knows! But that Grate One sure is magical!

Wilden: But now Scott Reznik is starting to recover, and Chazz comes in with a shining wizard! Chazz just about took Reznik's head off with that knee! Chazz demands his title belt from Donna Dixon, and she gives it to him! Chazz is going to hit Scott Reznik with the World Title belt! He's sizing him up! Just waiting for the right moment to strike.

Hart: Get him! Get hiiiiiiiiiiiiim!

[Epic by Faith No More hits and the fans cheer loudly as "The Comeback Kid" Andrew Mendel comes running out from the back in a dead sprint.]

Wilden: Here comes the cavalry! Finally!

Hart: No! Don't ruin this!

Wilden: CBK has hit the ring! And Chazz is out! In typical little brother fashion, Chazz Mendel runs from the beating he deserves! Andrew Mendel is checking on Scott Reznik, helping him to his feet! Reznik is back to his feet, and Andrew is now jawing back and forth with his little brother. Chazz slings the belt over his shoulder, and he smirks. Chazz points to the ring. CBK turns around and Reznik with a quick kick to CBK's stomach! Scott Reznik powerbombs Andrew Mendel damn near through the mat! What the hell is going on?!?! Reznik jumps on top of Andrew Mendel and starts laying punches into CBK's head! Chazz has hit the ring again and is talking trash, shoving the title belt into CBK's face!

Hart: I gotta admit, even I'm confused by this! Didn't they just beat the crap out of each other? Now they're beating the crap out of Andrew Mendel? Tell me you have an answer for me, Lance?!

Wilden: I don't have an answer for this! I just know I don't like it, and neither do the fans! They're throwing things into the ring as Chazz Mendel and Scott Reznik are standing over Andrew Mendel. We're out of time, folks! Let's hope we get some answers next week!

[Reznik and Chazz stand over the fallen CBK as the copyright information appears on the screen and the show goes off the air.]