[Backstage, Mary-Joe is reading an issue of newsweek, while Chastity is lifting weights with an angry look on her face. Mary-Joe looks up from the magazine.]

Mary-Joe: You do realize that after your walk out last week, that it is going to be a long time before you get your title shot, don't you?

[Chastity nods without any emotion.]

Mary-Joe: Where has your head been at lately? Listen to me. We are in a world where men feel that they can take advantage and force us to do things that we don't want to do. You are the only thing that stands for our rights here. When you are weak, the whole female race is weak! Get your head in the game!

[Suddenly, there is a knock on the door. Mary-Joe rolls her eyes as Chastity continues to lift her weights. The young lawyer opens the door. She looks confused as a delivery man stand in front of her with a dozen roses.]

Delivery Guy: Is this the locker room of a Chastity McGavin?

Mary-Joe: Uh... yeah... What is this?

Delivery Guy: A special delivery from a secret admirer!

[Mary-Joe grimaces as she reluctantly takes the flowers. She slams the door and begins to take the flowers to the trash. Chastity gets up and stops her.]

Mary-Joe: Listen, this is a route you don't want to go down. Just let me throw it away. Flattery is just one of the tricks that neanderthals use to corrupt you.

[Chastity ignores her and picks up the roses and sets them down. A reluctant Mary-Joe pulls out a note and a cassette tape.]

Mary-Joe [reading aloud]: "Dear My Lady McGavin and the equally delicious Ms. Wolf. [She rolls her eyes.] Here is just a sampling of Mr. Logan's wild ride. Sexually yours, Mike Logan."

[Mary-Joe throws the note down.]

Mary-Joe: I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit! No need to...

[Chastity takes the tape out of Mary-Joe's hands and puts it in the room's video equipment. The video begins with a close up of Mike Logan sitting on a couch. He has a sly smile on his face and wearing a silk robe. He takes a sip of a glass of wine and then begins.]

Mike Logan: Hola, senoritas. In case the two of you still have any doubts about the sexual prowess of "The Sexual Intellectual" and just how long my Fruit of The Loom-smothered "Loga-Conda" is, I made the following tape to give you two fine mamacitas a sample of what flavors of "yogurt" I have to offer. Enjoy.

[Mary-Joe's face turns to disgust as Logan stands up revealing two robed ladies next to him.]

Mike Logan: Let me show you the pleasures of the flesh.

[Logan begins to open his robe and Mary-Joe leaps up in urgency.]

Mary-Joe: Oh God! Close your eyes.

[Mary-Joe covers Chastity's eyes for her as the video plays.]

From the video: Oh yeah! OOOOOHHHHH! RUFF!

[Mary-Joe's mouth is wide open as Chastity peeks over her hand.]

Video: Yeah! It's okay to play with it, it won't bite! That's right, don't be affraid to put it all the way in your mouth!

[Chastity moves Mary-Joe's hand as they continue to watch.]

Video: FASTER! DO IT HARD! AHHHH! HARDER! LAY DOWN BITCH! YOU LIKE THAT DON'T YOU! *Slurp*

[Chastity and Mary-Joe tilt their head sideways at the same time.]

Video: OH GOD! I'M ALMOST THERE! I'm going to pop! AAAAAHHHHHH! OOOOHHHHH CHASTITY! AAAAAHHHHHHHH! OOOHHHH! AAAAAAAHHHHH! YEEEOOOOWWWWWW!

[Mary-Joe snaps out of it and reaches to turn off the tape.]

Video: AAHHH... EEEWWWW... You just peed in my mouth you perv...

[The video shuts off as Mary-Joe takes the tape out but Chastity takes it from her. Both ladies look sick to their stomachs. Chastity throws it on the ground and then stomps on it.]

The cWo logo is shown and it begins to spin, but instead begins to catch fire. The logo is engulfed in flames and dissappears as Heretic's laughter can be heard. The entire screen erupts in flames revealing the usual Driven intro underneath. Sevendust's "Driven" begins to play as we see clips of the following weeks programs. Christiano is seen pacing to the mocking the fans. Then clips of him beating up on Starkiller and Andrew Phillips is shown. Then Christiano goes up into flames. A quick flash of Captain Magnificent saving a cat from a tree proceeds the mad cow taunting him on the rampway. Captain Magnificent unmasks the Mad Cow at Eye of the Storm, but Mad Cow image flashes on the screen before going up in flames. From ashes, Mr. Rich walks down to the ring with the interns. This is followed by a sad looking Andrew Phillips seeking down sulking being made fun of by Mr. Rich. A depressed looking Andrew Phillips appears in front of a blank screen. I AM DRIVEN appears on the screen but the word DRIVEN gets crossed out in red and replaced with a different word.

I AM DAMNED

The picture switches and Mr. Rich appears in front of the blank screen

I AM cWo

Then the screen goes up in flames again.

Mad Maddie double crossing spearing Brother Shabazz, followed Maddie betraying Estrogen Uprisng by spearing Jen Diamond! This is followed by Maddie getting pinned by Chastity McGavin. Next is Phantasy walking to the ring, followed by her getting V-20'ed by Chastity McGavin. This is followed by Chastity McGavin's entrance with Mary-Joe following her then shots of her various squash matches this is cut with footage of Jen Diamond's history with company and her squash matches over the last few weeks. Their compilation ends with Chastity and Diamond fighting with Mary-Joe in the middle at SITS! Then Chastity screwing Diamond out of the match at EOTS and pulling Jezebel over her. Then the two of them fighting and Mary-Joe getting pushed to the side. AFter that Lana Lexington's first appearance, being introduced by Tony Awesome is shown. But underneath a burst of flames, she is crying in the locker room over her loss. Evette is shown escorting Mr. Rich to the ring, then gaining a pin fall in one of her tag contests, then hitting the "Dirty Little Secret" on Lana. This is followed by her holding up the Women's title. A sad looking Lana Lexington standing next to a Jen Diamond is shown. Driven is once again crossed out.

I AM FLAWED

Flames flash across the screen revealing Evette holding up her Women's title front and center, behind her is the hulking silhoutte of Chastity McGavin.

I AM cWo

Clips of Devon Dice's first matches in the company are shown followed by his world title win and ending with him walking to the ring with an ivory tooth pick in his mouth after his gentlemen's make over. This is followed by clips of Raymond Jacobson hitting the RJA on several of his opponents. Then him making Devon Dice tap out at Eye of the Storm. But then him and JJ Carter shoving eachother back and forth. Next Pason is shown busting through the monumental structuren, then beating up on Thaddeus Walker at Eye of the Storm. Chandler Dalmon's first appearance as a member of BRATS is shown and then his re-birth followed by his alingment with the WGL. Then him pinning Josh Cantrell for the title is featured. Next JJ Carter's storied past is shown. First him battling with Roman, then the Wraith. Then him and Brother Shabazz taking on the Estrogen Uprising. And finally, him pinning Jacobson for a chance to win the United STates title, but then him getting pinned by Dalmon. JJ Carter appears in front of the blank screen.

I AM UNFORGIVEN

The screen then switches to Chandler Dalmon holding the U.S title over his shoulder.

I AM cWo

The screen then gets engulfed in flames once more.

Barret Hawk's first appearances are shown as well as Mike Logan's first match. The two men standing side by side during World War II and then Mike Logan holding a blow up doll with the name "Charlene" on it. This is followed up by Barret beating the living crap out of him. This is followed by several clips of Chris Michaels storied career! His title reigns and battles with Roman are shown. Even moments from his presidency campaign are shown. Then Michaels declaring to Pilchard and Fiasco that he will come back to cWo on his own terms and then his run in on the Driven before SITS! After that shots of Pilchard ridding the fed of Andrew Fiasco! Then Christian Roman's long cWo career is shown, featuring every title run and several matches with the likes of Notorious Jon and Chris Michaels. Next Nick Dangerous's long career is featured. His battles with Ryne Deth, Sean Pason, Cantrell and Serious is seen. Then him attacking Serious at Cyberslam, the several appearance of Pilchard and then Dangerous making his return. This is followed by Chazz Mendel during his title reign and his several pin fall victories over CBK. Him calling out Christian Roman is seen. This is followed by Christian and Michaels standing face to face with Chazz and Dangerous. Christian Roman appears in front of the blank screen.

I AM FORSAKEN

The image changes to Chazz Mendel with a smirk on his face.

I AM cWo

From beneath the flames Johnny Serious is shown holding the World Title which is followed by him holding the United States title. And then him raising his arm in defeat of Nick Dangerous. This is followed by Josh Cantrell's first few matches, then his battle with Nick Dangerous and then him winning the United States title from Jacob Baxter. Next up is Jacob Baxter talking to Tiffany Tolberg, then hitting the hooligan kick on several opponents and then him finally hitting the hooligan kick on Cantrell. The three men are shown in the cell at Eye of the Storm, a battered and bloody mess. The scene ends with CAntrell double crossing Serious and then pinning him. Serious appears before the blank screen.

I AM A TOY

His image changes to that of Josh Cantrell

I AM cWo

Heretic enters the ring with Jen Diamond and Notorious Jon, this then cuts to Heretic crippling Notorious Jon and then him holding down Jen Diamond in the middle of the ring! Then shots of him beating down Muru in an I Quit match at Glory! After that clips of him walking with Andrew Phillips children and then him confronting Phillips on the stage. Then Heretic pinning Phillips in the middle of the ring at SITS, then him holding the title! Heretic appears before the blank screen with the title over his shoulder!

I AM EVERYWHERE

Finally he is seen atop the cell, wacthing Baxter, Cantrell and Serious beating the crap out of eachotherHeretic appears in front of the blank screen again with the title!

I AM cWo

The whole screen gets engulfed with flames as Heretic's laughter is heard once more.

[Pyros go off around the arena in Spokane, Washington, and the camera pans the crowd, all of whom are on their feet anticipating cWo action. The camera pans the crowd several times, then stop at the announce table, where Joel Nelson sits next to Robbie Hart.]

Joel Nelson: Welcome to Spokane, Washington! Welcome to Driven! I'm Joel Nelson, joined as always by Robbie Hart, and we've got another explosive night of action for you. Last week, we ended the show on a negative note, as Johnny Serious was the victim of an attack by Josh Cantrell, and the news gets worse today. We've learned that Johnny Serious has a concussion, and he'll be out of action for a while.

Robbie Hart: Good! He can finally get out of the way and let Cantrell handle his business! The reason Heretic's still champion is because Serious thought for some reason that he was "the guy," and he's not! Now he can take his delusions of granduer and watch from the sidelines!

Nelson: Tonight, we'll see Josh Cantrell in action against Christiano Drago, and the two of them certainly had an odd exchange last week. Drago mentioned Cantrell's father, and it seemed to really get under Josh's skin.

Hart: He said he looks like his dad.. what's the big deal? I look like my dad.

Nelson: Well obviously, but I don’t think Josh cared for the comparison… and how would Drago even know this?

[“Living in the sunlight, loving in the moonlight’ begins to play and the crowd immediately boos as Heretic steps out from behind the entrance curtain. He’s wearing his favorite Wolf shirt and holds the black cWo world title on his shoulder. The crowd’s booing intensifies as he heads towards the ring.]

Nelson: Well, we always hope that maybe he’ll take a week off, but it seems tonight we have to start off on a dark note…

[Heretic slides into the ring and takes the mic]

Heretic: For boys growing up… there’s no greater role model than dear old dad. Most kids think their dad’s superman. They think he could beat up Arnold Schwarzenegger, could do a better job than the president…. Well, I just thought my dad could drink more than a fish, and hit harder than Muhammad Ali. I don’t keep it a secret that the man who brought me into this world was a bastard. The greatest day of my life was seeing him in a pine box, dressed in his Sunday best. Sure, there were other fathers along the way.. but you know, thinking back, my father made me who I am today!

Nelson: So that’s who’s fault it is!

Hart: You think he was born this way?

Nelson: It wouldn’t surprise me.

Heretic: But I’m not the only one who’s had a little…. TENSION with his father. No, you see, there’s someone who’s relationship may even outweigh my own. But right now, I’m gonna need some help…

["Live by the laws of the Family..." The lights leave, fireworks are set off to imitate machine gun fire at the sides of the ramp whilst green white and red lights start to circle the arena. ]

Nelson: Drago?! Helping Heretic?!

Hart: Why would ANYONE help this guy?

["...Or die by the hands of the Family." Christiano makes his way out from the back. Drago starts to strut down the ramp, showing off the dragon's head on his belt, and a tattoo of a dragon's eye on his back. He rolls in under the bottom rope and stands up. He walks over to Heretic, and hands him an envelope.]

Heretic: It’s always good to find someone with a little INSIDE INFORMATION. So if may, my dear friends, I’d like to share something very special with all of you…

Nelson: Oh no.

Hart: This is never good news.

[Heretic rips open the envelope, pulls out a piece of paper and clears his throat.]

Heretic: The letter’s dated February 12, 2004.

[Heretic takes on a southern dialect as he begins to read.]

Heretic: Dear Jake and Josh,

Boys this is your Daddy, I’m sittin here in a jail cell about to slit my wrists. Neither of you have ever given a crap about me but I wanted to say a few final words to you.

I never been a smart man or good with words. I can’t remember the last time I wrote a letter, hell I might not have ever written one before. I’ve looked at the walls of a jail cell for over half of my adult life. The rest of it I spent 3 sheets to the wind tryin’ to [bleep] what ever whore I could get to lay still, and a few that didn’t..

[Heretic looks over to Drago and shares a laugh, then continues to read.]

Heretic: I ain’t a good person and I know that. I’m a sinner through and through. Compared to the man I’m sharing this cell with tonight though, I’m a saint. This sick bastard wants to watch me die and that’s what he’s fixin to see. [laughs] Sounds like my kinda guy!

Nelson: What is this?

Hart: The letter was to Josh and Jake…

Nelson: You think it’s THAT Josh?

Heretic: Jake, you don’t know how proud I am of you. You’ve had a successful career and now you’re tryin your best to raise your little boy right. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for ya like I should have been, but that probably made you a better person, lord knows your little brother couldn’t have been a bigger screw up! Aww.. that’s nice.

[Christiano and Heretic laugh.]

Heretic: This is where it gets good, now. [He goes back into the fake accent]

Josh I can’t say I’m sorry for anything I’ve done to you. You deserved every beating and every harsh word I said to you. You’ve always been a worthless piece of crap and you always will be. I hope you lie awake at night unable to sleep cause you know you killed your Momma. She was a beautiful pure woman. The day you were born you didn’t just take her life away you took away part of mine, so I’m gonna finish it off.

Nelson: What the..?

Hart: Killed his mom? What?

Nelson: This is a father talking to his son?

Heretic: Jake, I will make sure this letter gets to you first because I love you son and maybe once I’m gone you’ll be able to forgive me. Josh, I don’t care if you ever see it at least not till after they put me in the ground cause you’d probably come to my funeral just to spit on my grave. The only reason I even mentioned you is because I want you to know just how much I truly hate you. [laughs harder] SIGNED… Your dady!

[The crowd boos as Heretic folds up the paper and hands it back to Drago.]

Heretic: Wow. And I thought I had it bad! My father wasn’t exactly proud of me, but at least….

[The crowd erupts as Josh Cantrell bursts through the entrance curtain and heads to the ring.]

Nelson: Cantrell’s heard enough!

Hart: I haven’t! I wanna know how he killed his mom!

[Heretic slides out of the ring, leaving Drago alone with Cantrell. Cantrell immediately tackles Christiano, taking him down to the mat and hammering away with a flurry of punches.]

Nelson: Folks, we’re not gonna have to wait to the main event to see these two collide, as Heretic left Drago to a slaughter!

[cWo officials rush down the aisle and hit the ring, trying to separate the two.]

Nelson: Folks, we’re going to need to take a commercial break to sort things out! We’ll be right back!

[Devon Dice is seen sitting in a hotel room shuffling cards at a table.]

Devon Dice: Just one more week. I can't wait. One week until I'm cleared to get back in the ring and return the favor to the men who put me in this position. Just one more week until I unleash a wrath like no other. It's been building up inside me for far too long, it's dying to get out. Thaddeus Walker and Chandler Dalmon, you know what I'm capable of. You knew I was a threat to your success. You knew the only way to move forward was to hold me down, brainwash me, make me think I was progressing while I was becoming the furthest thought in people's minds. All that will change in one week, you are going to witness first hand the monster you've created. Because when you roll the Dice, the house will ALWAYS win!

[Dice looks back down and continues to shuffle the cards.]

Nelson: We’re back! Before the break we saw a confrontation between Heretic, Christiano Drago and Josh Cantrell. Just when you thought things couldn’t get more heated, Heretic turns the temperature up even more.

Hart: I don’t know how he does it, Joel. Heretic can always find that one thing that drives his opponents crazy.

Nelson: He thrives on it, Robbie. He’s not happy unless everyone else is miserable, and I can’t even imagine what’s going through the mind of Josh Cantrell.

Hart: I don’t even know if he’ll be able to pull it together tonight…

Nelson: Well, he may be facing Drago, but he’ll be imagining Heretic!

[The lights dim and the big screen reads "Insert Your Card and Enter Your Pin" sounds of buttons being pressed are heard throughout the arena. "Your Transaction Is Being Processed" shows on the screen as machine dispensing noises are heard throughout the arena. "Thank You" is shown on the screen as counterfeit money falls from the rafters onto the crowd as The Mac Machine makes his way out to the ring.]

Nelson: Well, there he is, folks… by far the oddest character we’ve seen in cWo. And this is the same organization that features a man from the 1920s and a man who’s thought he was a robot.

Dixon: Introducing first, hailing from the 7-11 located in West Paterson, New Jersey. The Mac Machine!

[Mac Machine asks for the microphone from Donna Dixon. The fans are still not completely understanding of this guy.]

The Mac Machine: Hello fellow allies! It is I, the Mac Machine. I am in a great mood.

Hart: How can you not be in a good mood when half your body weight is cold hard cash?

The Mac Machine: Recent statistics show that my message has reached thousands across the country. ATM use has dropped .02% since last Thursday. You fans truly care for me, and I appreciate your support.

Nelson: You think it might have something to do with the country's recession?

Hart: I doubt it, the Mac Machine knows how to get things done.

The Mac Machine: But there is still more work to be done, All week long I will be holding rallies, I encourage everyone to attend, take a day off from work, support the hurting Mac Machines, as we are an endangered species! You've done wonders for the Bald Eagle, be a friend and please show your support. Thank you.

Nelson: When our country is in the economic crisis it is now, all he can think about is saving a big hunk of metal.

Hart: Family comes first, if you had a child you would do anything for it.

[The lights dim as fog fills the entrance-way. We then hear the P.O.D. remix of "Aww Naw" by Nappy Roots begin to play over the P.A. system and as the lyrics kick in, we see GIANT MAXX step out from the curtain beating his fist against his chest as he pumps a fist in the air and throws a big stuffed teddy bear into the crowd. He then tags hands with as many fans as he can find and tosses Mardi Gras beads off of his neck to the female fans on his way to the ring as he climbs the steps and steps in the ring. He then stands in the middle of the ring and pumps his fists in the air as the fans cheer for his arrival.]

Donna Dixon: And his opponent billed from "Places Where Men Fear To Tread" GIANT MAXX!

Nelson: And there is a great addition to the cWo Roster, Giant Maxx, clearly an instant fan favorite. He won his match last week due to Tripp Whipwreck use of a steel chair.

Hart: He's just a teddy bear. I doubt he has a killer instinct.

[Ding Ding Ding]

Nelson: And we're underway. Both men sizing each other up.

[Mac Machine offers a test of strength. Giant Maxx reluctant to accept.]

Nelson: Mac Machine wants to test his strength against this monster.

Hart: Well he's a machine.

[Maxx grabs Mac Machines hand, and quickly grabs the other. Max is winning the battle, easily overpowering the Mac Machine.]

Nelson: Well that was no surprise, don't get me wrong the Mac Machine is still a rather big individual, but no where the size Giant Maxx is.

Hart: I really feel that we haven't seen the best from either individual yet.

Nelson: I'll have to agree, while both looked pretty impressive last week.

[Mac Machine losing the test of strength kicks Giant Maxx in the midsection. And follows up with a right hand.]

Nelson: The Mac Machine with a last resort.

Hart: You've got to do what you've got to do.

[Mac Machine backs Giant Maxx against the ropes and goes for an irish whip that is reversed. Mac Machine attempts a big shoulder block, neither man budges.]

Nelson: And there's the size of Giant Maxx coming into play again. Mac Machine with a second attempt to no avail.

Hart: He needs to try something else.

[Mac Machine goes for a third attempt and is sent to the canvas by a big boot.]

Nelson: Big boot the face, and Mac Machine hits the canvas hard, holding his face.

Hart: I think I caught a tooth.

[Giant Maxx drops a big elbow drop onto the padded area of the Mac Machine.]

Nelson: As we saw last week, that area is great protection to the Mac Machine and these elbow drops aren't having any effect on the Mac Machine.

Hart: It's not padding, it's cold hard cash!

[Giant Maxx is frustrated and begins to complain to the referee who appears confused at what to do with the situation.]

Nelson: Giant Maxx trying to get the referee to do something, but there isn't much he can do.

Hart: Oh no, this is the cWo. There's no room in the cWo for tantrums.

Nelson: Giant Maxx is pouting in the middle of the ring, the Mac Machine is now on his feet and seems confused.

[The Mac Machine walks over to Giant Maxx and slaps him.]

Nelson: There are no timeouts in the cWo and the match will continue.

Hart: The Giant Maxx needs to grow up, the fans may love him, but it's got to be out of pity.

[The Mac Machine and Giant Maxx lock up, Maxx gains the advantage and backs the Mac Machine into the corner.]

Nelson: And now some heavy fists to the head of the Mac Machine. There is no padding there!

Hart: The Mac Machine is dazed.

[Mac Machine falls out of the corner on his back. Giant Maxx climbs the second rope.]

Nelson: This could be the end of the Mac Machine.

Hart: It won't have any effect!

[Giant Maxx delivers a big splash and the stuffing from the padding burst and flies all over the place.]

Nelson: Look at the Mac Machine, he's in great pain.

Hart: Where's the money?

[Maxx stays on top of the Mac Machine for the cover.]

ONE

TWO

Nelson: NO! Somehow the Mac Machine kicked out, minus his padding and all!

Hart: And again Giant Maxx is not happy, stomping his feet.

[The Mac Machine struggles to his feet, while Giant Maxx continues talking to the referee.]

Nelson: Giant Maxx is making a classic mistake by allowing his opponent to recover.

Hart: We've seen it time and time again.

[Giant Maxx quits arguing and charges at the Mac Machine. Giant Maxx stumbles into Mac Machine who grabs Giant Maxx around the waist and falls back into a semi piledriver.]

The Mac Machine: FRAUDULENT ATTEMPT! NO MONEY FOR YOU!

Nelson: The Mac Machine just nailed the fraudulent attempt, the cover.

ONE

TWO

THREE

[DING DING DING]

Dixon: Here is your winner, the Mac Machine!

Nelson: And the Mac Machine is 2 and 0 in the cWo. He's off to a fantastic start.

Hart: And so is Giant Maxx, he had the match won, had he stayed focused.

Nelson: These may be two of our more colorful competitiors, but they’ve shown us a great deal of talent over the last few weeks!

[Mr. Rich is walking backstage with his four interns]

Mr. Rich: What happened last week was an outrage. There is no way I should have lost to that low class loser, Barrett Hick!

Intern 2: We're sorry boss.

Mr. Rich: You should be. You guys really let me down last week.

Intern 1: Don't worry, we won't let you down this week.

Mr. Rich: That's right, you won't. Because I have a contingency plan!

[The group stops as Mr. Rich bumps into his "contingency plan," the man whom attacked Captain Magnificent, still sporting a leather jacket, ripped jeans, and boots with a woman sporting the same outfit at his side]

Mr. Rich: Just the man I wanted to see.

[The man glares at Mr. Rich, telling him with his eyes to keep talking]

Mr. Rich: Listen, I saw your work last week against that clown Captian Peasant, or whatever his name was.

[The Interns can be heard laughing in the background before Mr. Rich snaps his fingers and the laughter stops.]

Mr. Rich: Tonight, I am in a rematch against Barrett Hawk.

[Both folding their arms, the man and woman blankly stare back at Mr. Rich]

Mr. Rich:....you understand right....B. A. R. R. E. T. T. HAWK! Anyways, last week, well, he did something unforgivable. He beat me in a match. And this week, I do not plan to let it happen again. That is where you come in big guy! I want you to make sure I win that match tonight. If you do that, there will be a nice hefty award for you! So, what do you say?

[Both the man and woman stare ahead for a moment, and then a grin crosses his face as he leans forward, extending his hand to Mr. Rich and then pushing by him]

Mr. Rich: What a nice man - too bad he's not a talker!

[Mr. Rich snaps his fingers as the four interns quickly follow him down the hallway as the camera fades]

The Mac Machine: So... what's your business here?

[Silence]

The Mac Machine: Any reason you've decided to show up tonight? What's the motive behind this complete lack of respect?

[Silence]

The Mac Machine: So this is how you want to play it, huh?

[Silence]

The Mac Machine: Ok, I see how it is. Let's see how much you like being quiet when I do this.

[The camera zooms out to reveal the Mac Machine talking to an ATM machine. He grabs a bucket of water and pours it onto the keyboards area. White puffs of smoke and sparks come out after the electronics have fried.]

The Mac Machine: What was that? I couldn't hear through the crying.

[Silence]

The Mac Machine: I've had enough of this, if you won't speak, I must end you!

[The Mac Machine grabs a sledge hammer and begins to go to work on the ATM machine beating it into a big hunk of useless metal. The money door pops open and money begins to unload all over the floor.]

The Mac Machine: TAKE THAT! THIS IS MY HOUSE! AND YOU'RE NO LONGER WELCOME!

[The Mac Machine drops the sledgehammer and walks away leaving a mangled ATM machine as the camera cuts back to Joel and Robbie.]

Hart: Isn’t that a felony?

Nelson: I have no idea… but it seems like The Mac Machine has scored a win in the ring and and now a moral victory backstage.

Hart: I never liked those ATM machines! I had one charge me four dollars the other day! The Mac Machine may save our country from economic collapse.

Nelson: Speaking of economic collapse, last week we saw JJ Carter get political in Alaska, and this week he steps into the ring against another impressive newcomer, Tripp Whipwreck. But you’ve gotta wonder what’s up with Carter…

Hart: He’s fighting against the man!

Nelson: You could say that. Lately his tag partner in Connextion has been doing most of the talking, and yes Brother Shabazz has been a mouthpiece for Barack Obama and black power. But J.J. Carter has been letting his work in the ring do the talking for him, and the veteran poses to be the biggest challenge so far in Whipwreck's cWo career.

[The Jumbotron turns on, showing Carter and Shabazz standing back stage in front of a Black Liberation flag.]

Shabazz: You ready for this man? You ready?

Carter: It's game time…

[The two grab the flag, head towards a door, then step out into a concourse loaded with fans. There are people standing around cheering, slapping the shoulders and backs of the two as they walk by. Shabazz gives a high five to all the blacks in his way. They then walk into the seating bowl area, as "Murder Was The Case" by Snoop Dogg plays over the arena. The two raise the flag high above their heads, then walk down towards the ring. Once in the ring, Shabazz gets tossed a microphone.]

Shabazz: Come on Tripp, I got something I want to tell you.

[The arena goes black and then "Make Them Suffer" by Cannibal Corpse starts to play, you hear "SUFFFFEEERRRRR!!!!!" And Tripp comes walking down the aisle way as red lights flash. Tripp taunts the crowd as he walks down to the ring sliding in underneath the bottom rope then walking towards his corner.]

Shabazz: Look at you. You think you are going to defeat this man? Come, try it.

[Wripwreck just shrugs, then charges towards Carter with a clothesline!]

DING DING DING

Nelson: And here we go already. Shabazz is just now exiting the ring, but his partner just got leveled right there.

Hart: Relax, it's early.

Nelson: Carter back up now, and kicks Whipwreck in the lower leg. Again. And again. And now Carter pushes Whipwreck into the ropes… but Whipwreck with another strong arm clothesline.

Shabazz: [still standing outside the ring] Hey, hey Tripp. Look at you. You think you're gonna defeat Carter there? Think a bunch of clotheslines are gonna do it? You look like you just walked out of a biker bar drunk … after screwing Maddie in the bathroom.

Nelson: And Shabazz is playing mind games here with Whipwreck here, is this such a good idea though?

Hart: Well, so far Whipwreck seems to be unaffected by it.

Nelson: And Carter now with a few right hands to Tripp's left shoulder. But Tripp pushes him away, and…

Shabazz: Hey there, white man. Don't you know that you are a product of Satan?

Nelson: I still don't think Whipwreck is affected by any of Shabazz's trash talking outside of the ring.

Hart: Just you wait and see!

Nelson: Carter now trying to trade jabs with Whipwreck, few good right hands.

Hart: This looks like a bar room fight more than an actual wrestling match.

Nelson: And Whipwreck with a big belly to belly suplex right there. Carter is reaching for his back while getting up.

Hart: Don't you know? Carter comes from the hood. He's a prisoner. He's a convicted felon and a murderer. He's just taking Whipwreck here right where he wants him, and that's a low down dirty street fight.

Nelson: And there's Whipwreck with the headbutt, and turned into a side Russian legsweep…

Shabazz: Hey Tripp, don't you know that you are second class to blacks? I'm sorry you dumb redneck bastard, but it's true…

Nelson: Still Shabazz keeps pressing his luck…

Shabazz: God created the black man first, you are an abomination.

Nelson: The more Shabazz opens his mouth, the worse it ends up for Carter.

Hart: The brawl continues on in the ring, Carter the thug animal keeps trying to hammer away at this guy's shoulder.

Shabazz: Don't you get it Tripp? Soon, the leader of the free world will be a black man. Barack Obama is coming, and the black man will rise up!

Nelson: And there is Carter, drives Whipwreck shoulder first into the turnbuckle.

Shabazz: Even Jesus Christ the lord and savior of mankind, he is a black man.

Hart: Wow… look at Shabazz here trying to be all philosophical…

Nelson: Can you even spell that word?

Hart: What does that have to do with anything?

Nelson: And there is Whipwreck leaving the ring…

Shabazz: The black man from the very beginning has been better than you Tripp. Carter is going to defeat you, white devil.

Nelson: Whipwreck has a chair, but Hector Garcia is telling him to put it down…

Shabazz: You need to submit now, bow at the feet of Barack Obama. Bow at the feet of J.J. Carter.

Nelson: And boom! Whipwreck has just leveled Brother Shabazz with that chair shot! You could hear that crack from halfway across the building.

Hart: And he's going for the thug now!

Nelson: Whipwreck slides into the ring with the chair, looking for Carter. He's gonna get himself disqualified. Garcia is trying to grab the chair, but not powerful enough.

Hart: BAM!!!!

Nelson: J.J. Carter just got laid out with the chair, and Garcia is calling for the bell…

[DING DING DING]

Donna Dixon: And here's your winner via disqualification… J.J. Carter!!

Shabazz: Racist bitch, come fight me like a real man!

Nelson: The only one being racist around here is Shabazz…

Hart: And Shabazz is too stupid to figure that out.

Nelson: Whipwreck here on the outside of the ropes, chair in hand. And he… throws Shabazz the chair???

Hart: What is he doing?

Nelson: BOOM!! Whipwreck does a drop kick to Brother Shabazz, the chair crashing right into Shabazz's face!

Hart: That's going to leave a mark…

[Whipwreck gives Shabazz the middle finger as he walks back up the ramp towards backstage.]

[The camera opens on a close up of the rage covered face of "The Product of Hate" Josh Cantrell.]

Josh Cantrell: To most people on the inside wrestling is just business, it's what they do to make a living, a simple job. It's not supposed to get personal. Tonight Heretic took it to a whole new level of personal, but that's what he's good at. Look what he did to Muru by bring up things from his past. Ya see though, I ain't Muru, and if Heretic thinks he's gonna crawl inside my head and stomp around in the mud he might just see things that even he can't handle. The abyss of my mind could possibly be the darkest path he's ever walked down. Hearing my Fathers final words coming from the mouth of Heretic is a real wake up call. They're both worthless excuses for human beings but that's where the similarities stop. I don't think the letter served the purpose either man intended. My old man wrote it to hurt me just a little bit more even on his way out of this world, but I heard it all every day growing up and I'm too numb to cry, now it just pisses me off. Heretic's reason for reading it was to try to drive me insane but that's a trip that's already been made.

[The camera pans back a bit and Cantrell is visibly shaking from anger.]

Josh Cantrell: Within months of coming into the cWo I had the support of every single fan in the crowd and all the ones watching on TV. I didn't ask for this, it's a choice they made and because of my recent actions they've now decided to stop showing that same support. People say I've changed but I haven't done one damn thing different. If I'd bashed Johnny Serious in the head with a pipe a year ago I would have been labeled a saint, but I'm the same guy I was then, I'm a sinner through and through.

[Even through the anger a slight grin forms on the corners of his mouth after he utters the last line.]

Josh Cantrell: A sinner through and through, I believe I heard Heretic quote that same line from my old mans letter earlier tonight. Glad you found a friend in your little prison snitch Heretic, but tonight that snitch is my bitch. Drago has no idea what he signed up for by standing in the ring next to you. Christiano, you're a pawn, and your purpose is to be sacrificed and that's exactly what is gonna happen tonight. If you think I'm SAD about the letter and my Dad kicking the bucket you got another thing coming, cause I tried to do it myself numerous times. Sad… nah, jealous might be a better word cause you got to watch it happen and I didn't.

[He inhales deeply before walking out of the picture.]

[Evette is standing backstage with Tiffany Tolberg, her cWo Women's Title around her waist.]

Tiffany: Evette, last week, we saw you knocked out by Jen Diamond who some say, should be the number one contender for your women's title.

Evette: Hunny, let me stop you before you go on. First, I did not lose last week. Did you see me with my shoulders down or tap out. No. I was the victim of a bad tag team partner. A selfish little bit....no, I am going to be the bigger person around here. That skank has upset the wrong person and I hope all of the little girls out there do not support that nasty woman.

Tiffany: Well, however you want to see the end of last week's match is fine, but there is the business of the cWo Women's Title and who you will defend it against. We know Lana Lexington wants a rematch and well, it looks as though Jen Diamond has made a serious play for her shot. What say you?

Evette: In my oppinion, neither women deserve a shot at my precious title. Now I would love to defend my title so in the fairness of all women around the world, I have decided to give PHANTASY a shot at my title at Will of a Warrior!

Tiffany: Oh come on, everyone knows Phantasy is on the injured list!

Evette: Then I guess I don't have to defend my title do I Tiffany!

[Jen Diamond walks into the scene]

Jen Diamond: Are you kidding me? Who was the one who won the best of five? Who was the one who took you out last week? Was it Phantasy? Maddie? Lana? No, it was ME! So, if there’s any doubt about who deserves that title shot…

[Jen is interrupted by Lana Lexingon, who steps walks into the frame dressed in her wrestling gear.]

Lana Lexington: With all due respect…at least to Jen Diamond…I think I rightfully deserve a rematch. We all saw how I got screwed at To Hell & Back, but it's only given me more steam! [looks at Evette] you and I need to finish what we started.

[Evette looks annoyed and frustrated at both women]

Evette: Fine. Since you both want a shot at what neither of deserve, why don't we play this thing fair. Next week, Lana vs Diamond! Whoever wins, gets the honor and privilege to face me at WILL of a WARRIOR!

[Evette walks away mad]

Nelson: The hostilities continue to rise in the women's division, and now it looks like we'll have a number one contender match for Evette's title next week!

Hart: Great strategy by Evette… the great champions let their opponents eliminate each other.

Nelson: We just saw Lana Lexington backstage, now it’s time to see her in the ring! Take it, Donna Dixon!

DING DING DING

Donna Dixon: This match is set for one fall! First…

["For Whom the Bell Tolls" by Metallica begins to play. From the entrance way enters Mad Maddie to a mixed reaction from the crowd.]

Donna Dixon: From Waterbury, Connecticut…MAD MADDIE!

Nelson: Mad Maddie looking to find a place for herself in the women's shuffle. She's been through a lot these past few months with her alliance shifting from JJ Carter and Brother Shabazz to the Estrogen Uprising and back to where she started.

Hart: She's the kind of girl you probably can't expect to stick around in one place anywhere for long. I'm sure next week she'll have some other new ally to get ahead.

[Maddie makes her way down the aisle and slides into the ring, stretching as she waits for her opponent. A strobe light flashes from the entrance way as the intro to Justice's "Genesis" hits. As the song kicks in, Lana Lexington bursts out from the entrance way jumping up and down, looking excited and ready for her match. She is welcomed by cheers from the fans and acknowledges them with a wave and smile as she makes her way to the ring.]

Nelson: And Lana Lexington, still in the hunt for a taste of cWo gold. She's got plenty competition though as it looks like Jen Diamond wants a piece of it too.

Donna Dixon: And her opponent, from Boston, Massachusetts…LANA LEXINGTON!

Hart: Lana Lexington and Jen Diamond should both thank their lucky stars this isn't a beauty contest.

Nelson: Oh grow up, Robbie!

[Lana climbs on to the apron and faces the crowd with her back to the ropes. She outstretches her arms and does a backflip into the ring and lands in a pose with her feet crossed and her arms outstretched. The fans cheer as she flashes another smile as the music fades]

DING DING DING

Nelson: Lana Lexingon and Mad Maddie lock up, Lana gets a wristlock and a take over on Maddie! Maddie gets up but gets knocked back down with a clothesline! Lexington off the ropes and goes for a knee, but Maddie avoids it! A shot to Lana's midsection! Maddie with a shoulder block driving Lana back into the corner! And we are off to a hot start!

Hart: These two are far from the hottest women in the company. Don't get so excited.

Nelson: I was complimenting these two ladies on their athleticism, Robbie! Maddie with forearm shots to Lana Lexington! Maddie hooks Lana's head and sends her to the mat with a running bulldog! Maddie covers…

ONE

Nelson: But it's too early for that. Maddie mounts Lana and pummels her with punches! Lana though with her arms up, smartly blocking most of the shots! cWo official Hector Garcia gives Maddie the standard five count and she gets up and off at the risk of disqualification!

Hart: It's a shame. I was really starting to enjoy that.

Nelson: You would. Have you no appreciation for these women and their talent?

Hart: Oh, I like their talent all right.

Nelson: Why am I not surprised you're always single? Both women back up as Lana catches Maddie out of nowhere with a Chick Kick! An irish whip sends Maddie into the corner! Lana with a textbook dropkick! She follows with a monkey flip sending Maddie across the ring! Lana putting the boots to Maddie and serves up an elbow drop on the side! Lana now grabs Maddie's legs and she locks on the "Flexi Lexi", which in simpler terms is an inverted STF!

Hart: You really come off condescending trying to be Professor Wrestling there sometimes, kiddo.

Nelson: I think the fans out there would like to know about these moves, Robbie. I've been a fan and studied wrestling for a long time.

Hart: Yeah, we get it, you're a geek.

Nelson: Call it what you will, but this is my dream. Maddie is being worn down quickly, but scrambles a free leg to the ropes! Lana Lexington breaks the hold as she waits for Maddie to climb back up to her feet.

Hart: That's a sign of weakness right there. She should just go in for the kill if she wants to send a message so badly!

Nelson: I call it good sportsman…err…womanship. Lana's showing Maddie some respect here. Maddie with a shot to Lana's face and a kick to her midsection! Northern Lights Suplex!

ONE

TWO

Nelson: Kickout by Lana Lexington! Clearly, Maddie is looking as respect and just looking for the win here. You can't blame her for trying to send a message out. Lana catches Maddie in a roll up!

ONE

TWO

Nelson: Kickout by Maddie! Maddie up and charges with a clothesline, ducked by Lana who hits a snapmoare! Kick to the back! And a neck snap after that! Lana for a standing moonsault, but Maddie rolls out of the way!

Hart: I think Maddie is the one LOL'ing this time, you could say.

Nelson: Cute, Robbie. This is Maddie's time to capitalize! She climbs to the second rope and launches herself off! She misses a legdrop and Lana manages to roll away. Lana kips up! She scoops up Maddie and drives her back onto the mat with a shoulderbreaker! Lana cinches on an armbar now, hyper extending Maddie's arm!

Hart: I think that's Maddie's drinking/smoking arm! This could be devastating!

Nelson: Maddie is using her free arm for leverage and it looks like she may…yes! Maddie rolling out and countering the move! Impressive! Maddie kicks Lana and hits a flying forearm sending Lana back into the ropes! Maddie grabs Lana's head for a DDT, but Lana blocks! She breaks free and Lana strikes with a Chick Kick! Lana with the Lexicution! She covers!

ONE

TWO

THREE!

DING DING DING

Donna Dixon: Here is your winner of the match…LANA LEXINGTON!

Nelson: A hard earned victory by Lana Lexington, as Mad Maddie put up a good fight too.

Hart: They both pale in comparison to the queen bee of cWo, Evette!

Nelson: Is Mr. Rich paying you under the table to praise his woman or something?

Hart: I wish!

[The scene is at the door of Mike Logan's locker room where we see an irate Mary-Joe Wolf with Chastity McGavin in tow behind her. Chastity is pounding on the door as Mary-Joe begins to scream at him.]

Mary-Joe Wolf: OPEN UP ....YOU ... YOU... WOMANIZER!

[Non-chalantly, Mike Logan opens the door wearing only a white towel, having just emerged from the shower with a cocky-smirk on his face. He then begins to smile at Mary-Joe and Chastity as he winks at both of them.]

Mike Logan: Sooo ladies... I guess you got my tape, eh?

[Mary-Joe slaps Mike Logan hard in the face as he looks at her with perverted gleam in his eyes.]

Mike Logan: You know, I like a little abuse in bed, so...

[Mary-Joe cuts him off abruptly.]

Mary-Joe Wolf: You listen to me, you are committing sexual harrasment and we are not going to take it. I have never seen something so... so... so disgusting. Chastity is going to make you pay for your perverted behavior.

[Mike Logan just smiles arrogantly at the two of them until he looks at Chastity with a cocky grin and begins to speak.]

Mike Logan: Sooo, my lovely little Amazonian hell-cat, what did you think of it?

[Chastity punches Mike in the lip, drawing blood as he looks on in shock yet smiling at the same time.]

Mary-Joe Wolf: GOOD! That is just a taste of what you get for using your sexuality as a weapon. There is more where that came from.

[Mike Logan wipes the blood off of his mouth and begins to speak again.]

Mike Logan: Mmmmm, feisty, aren't we ladies? You two can deny it all you want, but once you get a taste of my Canadian bacon, you'll come back for more!

[This time, they both slap him as they leave. Logan looks on just chuckling to himself.]

Mike Logan: Sooner or later, they'll want to experiment with "The Sexual Intellectual" and once my "Loga-Conda" slithers it's way in their sweet little glory holes, they'll be BEGGING to marry me!

[The scene cuts back to Joel and Robbie.]

Hart: Look at that, Mike Logan’s completely in love!

Nelson: Love isn’t the word I would use. Especially after the gift he gave Chastity earlier tonight in a moment that neither we, our any of the children watching tonight, will forget any time soon.

Hart: Parents, you can send those complaint letters to cWo, care of Joel Nelson. That’s J-O-E-L….

Nelson: Hey! I had nothing to do with that!

Hart: Sure you didn’t.

Nelson: Let’s get back to the action.

DING DING DING

Dixon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

["Money" by Pink Floyd hits the PA system. As the fans jeer the arrival of Mr. Rich, who comes out alone similarly to last week with a giant smile on his face.]

Dixon: Entering the ring first, weighing in at two hundred and fifty four pounds and hailing from New York. Mr. Rich!

Nelson: He seems awfully cocky for someone who lost last week to the man he's wrestling again this week!

Hart: No interns, no wife, nothin'. Especially no wife.

Nelson: I'm sure Mike Logan's taking good care of her.

Hart: What's that supposed to mean?

Nelson: Not what you think it means, Logan's obviously got his sights on someone else.

[Mr. Rich enters the ring as he stretches his back against the top rope in anticipation of the arrival of Barrett Hawk. "Simple Man" then hits the PA system. Soon after the intro Barrett Hawk comes out from the entrance way donning his trademark cowboy hat as he slaps hands with the fans in attendance on his way towards the ring.]

Dixon: And his opponent. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds. Barreeeeeeett Hawk!

Nelson: I heard Mr. Rich was irate following his loss to Barrett Hawk, who's stock in the cWo could be rising after two big time victories.

Hart: Well Mr. Rich must be having a great day today, he doesn't look bothered a single bit!

[Barrett Hawk throws his hat into the audience as he enters the ring. He doesn't gesture to the crowd he looks on at the arrogant Mr. Rich. Aaron Blake gets in between the two as he calls for the bell.]

DING DING DING

Nelson: Hawk not taking this rematch lightly if the look on his face is any indication.

[The two meet in a collar and elbow tie up in the center of the ring.]

Nelson: Rich and Hawk jockeying for position right out of the gate.

[Mr. Rich is pushed backwards into the turnbuckle, Mr. Rich raises his arms as he tells Blake to back Hawk off.]

Nelson: Aaron Blake getting the match out of the corner. Is it just me or is Mr. Rich looking like someone told him a really funny joke earlier today?

Hart: Maybe that's why he's so happy.

[The two meet in the center again with a collar and elbow tie up, which Mr. Rich quickly shifts into his favor.]

Nelson: Mr. Rich with a headlock.

[Barrett Hawk backs against the ropes and shoots Rich off.]

Nelson: Hawk with an irish whip.

[Rich rebounds off the opposite ropes and is taken down with a shoulder tackle.]

Nelson: Duelling shoulder tackles, Mr. Rich falls short.

[Mr. Rich cautiously rolls out of the ring as he continues to smile as he shoults "whoa!".]

Hart: He's being an awful good sport tonight Joel.

Nelson: Surprisingly enough.

[Mr. Rich adjusts his tights as he rolls into the ring. As he's toe to toe with Hawk again he applauds Hawk.]

Hart: Did Mr. Rich request this rematch just to make ammends with Hawk or what?

[As Hawk becomes a bit frustrated by Rich's behavior, he gestures to Rich to bring whatever he's got as Rich draws nearer. As he approaches, Hawk takes Rich down.]

Nelson: Hawk on the offensive again with a fireman's carry.

[Rich gets up, and is brought down again.]

Nelson: And a clothesline.

[Rich gets up again.]

Nelson: And another clothesline!

[Rich gets up once more, only to be scoop slammed on the mat. On impact Rich quickly rolls out of the ring again. Hawk shrugs his shoulders as he looks to Rich in frustration, as Rich begins smiling and applauding again, shouting "you got me again!"]

Nelson: Now I'm thinking Rich is just being facetious.

Hart: I think he's just a beginner in the modesty game.

[Rich gets back on the apron, as he stands Hawk quickly hits a low dropkick into the knees, the fans cheer as Rich collides face first into the apron.]

Nelson: Whatever he's doing Hawk's had enough of it!

[Rich shakes his head in a bit of a daze as he feels embarassed, slamming his hands against the steps as he shouts "you're gonna get it kid! You're gonna get it now!" Rich angrilly walks as he scares Dixon off of her seat and begins to fold her chair up.]

Nelson: Oh come on now.

[Rich jumps on the apron with the chair in his right hand as Aaron Blake argues with him to put the chair away.]

Nelson: Why can't take an honest chance against Hawk like he did last week?

[As Nelson speaks the man and woman who laid waste to Captain Magnificent appear from the crowd and in the ring behind a frustrated Barrett Hawk.]

Hart: Uh ooooh!

Nelson: Hawk better turn around!

Hart: He's dead!

[The man spins Hawk around as he butts his chest into Hawk's chest, Hawk quickly pushes the man back, when the woman hops on his back and digs her finger nails into his eyes, Hawk swings for the fences as he's blinded while the man buries stiff kicks into his ribs.]

Nelson: Come on! This is a mugging!

[Hawk falls to his hands and knees as the woman begins wrapping forearms around the side of his head.]

Hart: That woman knows how to play rough!

Nelson: This isn't something to joke about, where's security?

[Mr. Rich implores Aaron Blake to keep his attention towards him, but Blake ignores him as he takes notice to the fight taking place and calls for the bell.]

DING DING DING

[Mr. Rich looks upset as he complains to the man and woman, who continue burying forearms and boots to the body of Barrett Hawk.]

Nelson: I have a feeling this is Rich's plan gone awry-wait!

[Mr. Rich is caught by surprise with a spear from the man.]

Hart: Now Rich is getting some.

Nelson: Rich just got floored by a devastating spear!

[The man gets up as he grabs a hold of the top rope with both hands while laying boots to the upper torso of Mr. Rich.]

Nelson: Someone stop these two!

[The woman begins to pick up Barrett Hawk as the man forcefully throws Aaron Blake over the top rope.]

Hart: No one's safe!

[The woman places Hawk in a front face lock as the man nods his head in approval, while security rushes from the entrance way to the ring. She quickly drops him down with a DDT as the fans let out a collective "ooooh."]

Hart: Well this got out of hand quickly Joel.

Nelson: Do these two even work for the company? Who are they? We don't even know their names!

Hart: Why don't you go up there and ask them?

Nelson: I'll leave that to Jason Duran, or John Pilchard, that's not my job description.

[The two look satisfied as they succumb to securities intentions of taking them backstage.]

Nelson: Whoever they are they did what they set out to do. What a chaotic scene.

[Rich shows signs of life as he tries to shake the cobwebs off.]

Nelson: We gotta take a break folks. We'll be back once order is restored.

[The ChED puts down his copy of Edgar Allen Poe poems and starts doing push ups in his locker room. He starts counting off how many he does. By the time he gets to ten, somebody enters the room. The ChED freezes as he looks at the figure in front of him. A championship dangles in front of him. Chandler gets up and smiles at the gentlemen.]

The ChED: Salutations!

[The camera pans around to reveal a smirky Chazz Mendel.]

Mendel: Chandler, my good man, this is a big night! Good to see you doing the right thing and preparing, getting the blood flowing. Taking things seriously for once! When what happened between us at To Hell and Back happened, I wasn't so sure that I made the right decision. But last week, when I saw you out there echoing my sentiments, my mission statement, I knew I did the right thing.

[Chandler smiles back.]

The ChED: You saved me from myself, I understand now. Now, I'm going to go out there and do you proud.

Mendel: You don't have to make me proud, Chandler. You're doing that right now. What you need to do, is take our message to the masses. You have to show them that if you stand behind me, there's nothing that can stop you. Not Christian Roman, not anybody! It really isn't about us. It never has been. It's about what's right for cWo. And what's right is OUR vision, and not the self-serving, self glorifying version that Christian Roman wants for not only cWo, but for you, me, the flowers, and the trees.

[The ChED nods at his savior and begins to speak.]

The ChED: I will try and ...

[Chazz takes his hand off his shoulder.]

Mendel: Do! There is no try! We're on the cusp of something EPIC here, Chandler. If you win, no. WHEN you win, the fog will start to lift, and the people will start to believe in me.. [Chazz pauses] and you too! You're going to kill two birds with one stone. You're going to help me in my quest, and you're going to show the world all of the good that I see in you. I know it's a lot to ask, but I have faith in you. Got it?

[The ChED takes a moment and then nods his head.]

The ChED: Got it! I am not going to stop until Christian Roman is submitted or pinned. I will make sure the people know that their champion has overcome the scum that takes away from them.

[Chazz walks out and slaps him on the back.]

Mendel: That's what I'm talking about! And don't worry... I'll be in your corner. Unlike Christian Roman, I don't throw friendships in the trash. And if that isn't enough, I have the ULTIMATE back up plan.

[The door opens and in walks Reg Mendel.]

Mendel: Dad! We were just talking about you.

Reg: Yeah, that musta been some speech you're giving this kid. He looks full of piss and vinegar.

Mendel: He's so ready, it's unbelievable!

Reg: What's unbelivable is that you're not going out there to send "Norman Greenbaum" back to his spirit in the damn sky yourself!

[Chazz and ChED look at each other with puzzled looks on their faces.]

Chazz and ChED: Who?

[Reg scoffs and throws his hands up in defeat.]

Reg: Norman Greenbaum was a... [Reg stops for a second.] You know what, forget it. That good for nothing hippie friend you used to hang out with would have got it. I figured that you would have stepped it up a notch or two between then and now. Guess not!

[Reg spots the book of Edgar Allan Poe poetry and wrinkles his nose at it.]

Reg: ...The hell? You some kind of nerd? You don't do the wrists with the razors, do ya?

Mendel: Dad, stop it!

Reg: Or what? You're gonna get someone else to beat me up? Don't get me wrong, I'm proud as hell of you for taking the bull by the horns and getting some championship gold. But I can't get behind this guy doing your dirty work. You're a Mendel! And a Mendel would get his hands dirty and keep them that way till the job's done!

[Chazz starts to shoo Reg out of the room.]

Mendel: Dad, I promise I'll take care of it when the time is right. Right now you need to stop being a downer! Just... I'll call you if I need you, ok?

[Chazz shoves Reg out of the door before he can reply. Chazz lets out a deep breath before turning to face The ChED.]

Mendel: He means well.

The ChED: I know. It's fine.

Mendel: Well hey, I'm gonna go calm him down. I'll see you out there, alright?

[Chazz opens the door and closes it immediately behind him. Muffled yelling from Reg can be heard as the cameras cut back to Joel and Robbie.]

Nelson: We’re back! Fans, you may remember at To Hell and Back, Muru was surprisingly revealed to be The Mad Cow. The situation escalated last week when Muru and Chris Michaels had a heated debate, and you really have to wonder what’s going on in the mind of Muru these days.

Hart: I don’t know, Joel, but I like it!

[Up on the cWo tron a picture of the earth is seen. The earth then explodes as pyro and explosions fill the arena. The entrance ramp is filled with smoke as "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva begins to play. Muru then walks out through the fog and makes his way down the ramp. He makes his way to the ring and then slides in under the bottom rope.. He then raises his hands to the air as the crowd shows their disapproval]

Dixon: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Allan Park Michigan, weighing 225 pounds MURU!

[As Muru stands in the ring waiting for his opponent we hear the voices of Robbie Hart and Joel Nelson.]

Nelson: Well, this could be a very good match up. We are going to see Muru take on Raymond Jacobson in a one on one contest.

Hart: You could be right Joel, but we will have to see when everything goes down.

[The lights in the arena quickly cut to black as we begin to hear the sound of "Image Of The Invisible" by Thrice. The lights begin to flash along with the beat of the music with a blue and purple tint. As the lyrics kick in we begin to listen as we watch Jacobson walk out on the stage. As Jacobson walks down the ramp he slaps the hands of the fans as he passes by. As he gets to the bottom of the ramp we see him singing along with the music.

We all were lost now we are found

No one can stop us or slow us down

We are the named and we are known

We know that we'll never walk alone

We're more than static and dial tone

We are the image of the invisible

We're emblematic of the unknown

We are the image of the invisible

So raise the banner, bend back your bows

We are the image of the invisible

Remove the cancer, take back your souls

We are the image of the invisible

Jacobson continues to make his way around the ring still singing along slapping the hands of the fans at ringside. Once he returns to the end of the rampway he runs and slides under the bottom ropes before getting to his feet and walking over to a corner and looking out to the fans through his sunglasses. A smirk once again crosses his face as he takes off his glasses and throws them out to the crowd. Jacobson jumps off the ropes twisting and performing a summersault from the second rope getting up to a knee as the fans cheer. Jacobson gets to his feet and awaits the introduction.]

Dixon: And his opponent he hails from the iron city of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing 231 pounds "Your New Drug Of Choice" RAYMOND JACOBSON!

[As Muru and Jacobson stand in the ring face to face we see Hector Garcia call for the bell as the match gets under way. The two men lock up in a collar and elbow tie up in the center of the ring as Jacobson shoves Muru into the corner.]

Nelson: Look for Jacobson to dominate most of this match up. He is stronger and bigger than Muru, but Muru has an experience advantage.

Hart: Which is exactly why Muru is going to win this match. Experience over Brawn as I always say Joel.

Nelson: Here we go again!

[As Jacobson has Muru in the corner we see Garcia initiate the five count.

ONE.....

TWO......

THREE......

FOUR......

Jacobson lets go as Garcia pushes him away, but gets a thumb to the eye by Muru.]

Nelson: Well that could have been a clean break, but Muru, had other plans in mind.

Hart: He was just trying to wipe that eyelash off of Jacobson's cheek yesh.

Nelson: What ever you say Robbie.

[Jacobson stumbles around a bit before gaining his composure as Muru charges at him only to be met with a stiff kick to the gut doubling him over. Jacobson then delivers a stiff fore arm to his back sending him crashing to the mat before locking in a camel clutch.]

Nelson: Jacobson really has the upper hand right now Robbie. If the match keeps going this way we will end up seeing Muru on the losing end.

Hart: I believe you could be right Joel, but Jacobson takes to many risks and is going to cost him self the match, just watch!

[Muru gets to the ropes as Garcia makes Jacobson break the hold. As Jacobson gets up obliging to Garcia he slowly lifts Muru up as well. Jacobson irish whips Muru to the other side of the ring but Muru grabs the rope and drops down rolling out of the ring.]

Nelson: It looks like Muru doesn't want to have any part of Jacobson here to night.

Hart: He just needs to take a time out Joel, give him a second.

[As Muru regroups out side of the ring we see Jacobson in side the ring taunting the fans before he charges and dives out of the ring on to an unsuspecting Muru with a suicide dive. As both men lay out on the floor we hear the cheers of the fans.]

Hart: I told you Jacobson would do something to hurt his chances Joel.

Nelson: Both men are making it to their feet and Jacobson rolls Muru into the ring. He follows in after and is looking to stay in control.

[Jacobson grabs Muru by the hair and is trying to bring him up to a standing position. Muru drops down driving the top of his skull into the chin of Jacobson freeing himself and sending Jacobson staggering]

Nelson: Muru is free now and he whips Jacobson into the corner hard. He rushes in after him but NO! He just missed and landed chest first on the turnbuckle after Jacobson moved. Jacobson capitalizes with a roll up…

ONE

TWO

Nelson: Muru just kicked out. I think he was surprised by that one.

Hart: He isn't happy about it that is for sure. He nails Jacobson with a quick clothesline.

Nelson: Muru is looking to connect with a left hand now but Jacobson ducks. He quickly gets Muru into a fireman's carry, Muru is trying to fight out by Jacobson is too strong. Now he drops Muru into a backbreaker.

Hart: The look on Muru's face says it all.

[Jacobson has control once again and the fans are cheering him on. Muru is struggling to his feet]

Nelson: Jacobson might be looking to finish this one. He is feeding off the crowd's energy.

Hart: I have to admit Joel that Jacobson has looked pretty good tonight. Muru on the other hand doesn't seem to be himself.

Nelson: I am not sure Muru even knows who he is anymore. Jacobson now with a front face lock on Muru.

Hart: Muru is struggling to break free and isn't having much luck.

Nelson: Oh! A low blow by Muru!

Hart: That's one way to break a hold.

[Jacobson crashes to the mat holding his manhood in his hands. He face is one of great pain. Hector Garcia who had a clear view of things is calling for the bell]

Hart: Garcia just called for the bell. I think he just disqualified Muru!

Nelson: That was a blatant shot. The rules are there for a reason. Garcia is explaining things to Muru but he doesn't seem to want to hear it.

Hart: Jacobson picks up the win here but I can't help but think he feels like a loser.

Dixon: The winner of this match by disqualification…"Your New Drug Of Choice" RAYMOND JACOBSON!

[Jacobson is making his way to his feet and Garcia is raising his hand is victory. Muru now sneaks up behind Jacobson and grabs him by the hair}

Nelson: This one is over but Muru doesn't see it that way. He has Jacobson by the hair and he just hit him with Spilt Milk!

Hart: Jacobson's head just bounced off the mat, but it looks like Muru isn't done.

[Muru heads outside the ring and appears to be looking for something. He reaches beneath the ring and pulls out a baseball bat. He slides into the ring and pulls Jacobson into a seated position]

Nelson: It looks like Muru is going to try and take Jacobson's head off!

Hart: Maybe he is auditioning for the Rays.

[Muru winds up with his a left handed swing but before he can connect he is interrupted by "Superstar" by Saliva. Chris Michaels appears on the ramp and waist no time in heading to the ring]

Nelson: Chris Michaels is hastily making his way to the ring.

Hart: Damn! Just when things were going to get interesting.

[When Michaels gets to the ring he quickly enters and approaches Muru]

Nelson: Michaels is trying to calm Muru down. I can't make out what is being said but it looks like Muru is listening. Deep down Muru knows this isn't who he is.

Hart: He is lowering the bat. Jacobson owes "Hot Shot" huge.

[Feeling he has everything under control Michaels turns his back on Muru. Seeing the opening Muru raises the bat back up. Michaels turns around and Muru smashes him right in the forehead with the handle of the bat]

Nelson: I can't believe it! Muru just nailed his long time friend Chris Michaels in the face with that wooden bat.

Hart: I guess that means they are breaking up.

Nelson: Muru is continuing the onslaught and is choking him with the bat. Michaels might be out of it and it looks like there is blood coming from his forehead.

[Muru puts Michaels in the seated position much like he did with Jacobson]

Hart: Looks like Muru is getting a second chance. Here comes the pitch!

Nelson: Muru tries to swing but…Jacobson is to his feet and has grabbed the bat from Muru.

[Muru is in shock and he takes a shot to the gut from the bat the doubles him over. Jacobson then tosses him over the top rope and onto the floor. This send Muru scurrying up the ramp as Jacobson checks on Michaels]

Nelson: Jacobson helps Michaels to his feet. Looks like they both saved each other tonight Robbie.

Hart: The real story is Muru though. He seems to crack more each week. I would hate to be on his bad side right now, if that is how he treats people he likes.

Nelson: Robbie, I thought you were on his bad side?

Hart: Me? I’m a huge Muru fan! Always have been!

[We see Jason Duran in the office of a busy Tony Awesome as he gives Duran an inquisitive look while he continues an ongoing conversation.]

Awesome: Are you sure you want do this? I hear it's like a warzone in there.

Duran: I'd be stupid not to pass up this opportunity.

[It's at that point John Pilchard enters the office interrupting the two.]

Pilchard: Did I hear someone say opportunity? Hah, huh, opportunities sure don't come around too often in cWo these days.

Awesome: Something on your mind John?

Pilchard: You're asking if there's something on my, me, John Pilchard's mind? Might as well ask if the sun's gonna rise tomorrow. Of course I have something on my mind.

[Tony Awesome rolls his eyes as Pilchard continues.]

Pilchard: If I'm gonna be a part of cWo I need something more.

Awesome: Motivating a United States Champion isn't enough?

Pilchard: He's got Reg for that, I need a higher purpose. Something that matters.

Awesome: Like what?

Pilchard: Like....what were you and Duran talking about?

Awesome: Mr. Duran caught wind that Nick Dangerous is training for his match against Sean Pason at Will of a Warrior with another batch of students and he was asking me permission to cover it.

[John Pilchard looks offended at the notion of Duran covering Nick Dangerous.]

Pilchard: Is this a joke?

Duran: This isn't a joke, John, I'm going to Canada this week for an interview.

Pilchard: An interview huh? Need I remind you that Nick Dangerous is always and forever a John Pilchard exclusive?

Duran: You don't have the balls to do interview Nick Dangerous!

Pilchard: I don't have the balls...Tony!

Awesome: Hey this is between you two now, I'm too busy to deal with this.

Pilchard: Jason, why don't you go find Tiffany and play rock paper scissors for who gets to ask Christian Roman for "his thoughts" on his match tonight?

Duran: Hey if you wanna go to Edmonton so Nick can finish what he started last time then be my guest!

Pilchard: Fine! After Driven next week no one will ever forget cWo's top journalist!

[Pilchard storms off as Duran looks angry and disappointed at his lost opportunity.]

Duran: Why don't you write a column about it!

[Pilchard slams the door as the scene ends.]

Hart: Can you believe that? Jason Duran tried to muscle in on John’s exlusive!

Nelson: After what Nick Dangerous tried to do to him, I’m surprised John Pilchard even wants to be in the same country as Nick Dangerous these days..

Hart: It’ll blow over.

Nelson: Well folks, what hasn’t blown over are the tensions between Christian Roman and Chazz Mendel. As we saw earlier, Chazz Mendel gave a pep talk to the man he defeated for the US title, The ChEd, who steps into the ring with Roman next..

Hart: That’s Chazz Mendel for you, he’s the locker room leader, unlike Roman. Has Roman taken anyone under his wing like Chazz just did? No!

Nelson: The combination of Chazz and ChED could be the most obnoxious alliance ever formed.

Hart: You’re just not smart enough to get ChED.

[The lights in the arena dim as only light in the middle of the ramp shows as "Princes of the Universe" by Queen screams over the P.A and a figure begins to elevate from beneath the rampway.]

Here we are, born to be kings

We're the princes of the universe

Here we belong, fighting to survive

In a world with the darkest powers

[The song picks up as the figure hits ground level the lights go up and a smiling Chandler Edsel Dalmon, The ChED stands on the rampway as fireworks shoot out from the ceiling and hit the sides of the rampway around him. Then pyro shoots out from all sides of the cWo tron. Finally doves fly out.

Hey...

And here we are

We're the princes of the universe

Here we belong, fighting for survival

We've got to be the rulers of your world

[Chandler raises his arms in front of the cWo tron as the words "Champion of the People" flashes on it. He walks to each side of the walkway and says "your welcome" to his onlookers.]

Oh!

I am immortal

I have inside me blood of kings (Yeah, yeah!)

I have no rival

No man can be my equal

Take me to the future of new earth

[The ChED climbs up the steel steps and lifts his arm out to his fans as he is booed. He hops up onto the turnbuckle and raises his arms up to the air as fireworks shoot off from the rafters. He jumps into the middle of the ring.]

Born to be kings, princes of the universe

Fighting and free, got your world in my hand

I'm here for your love and I'll make my stand

We were born to be princes of the universe

No man could understand

My power is in my own hand

[Chandler goes on his knees and raises his arms out again with a wide smile on his face. He stands back up and then mouths the words "My pleasure" to his fans.]

Nelson: I didn't think his entrance could be more obnoxious.

Hart: Are you saying you hate Queen?

Nelson: No, I just...

Hart: You hate the immortal Freddy Mercury?

Nelson: No...

Hart: Look, he is going to talk.

Nelson: GREAT!

[The ChED stands in the middle of the ring with the microphone as he is welcomed by a chorus of boos.]

The ChED: My people, I am here to tell you it is okay. It is okay to start cheering for me. It is okay to say "Let's go Chandler! Let's go Chandler!" It is okay to wear my t-shirts to the shows. You don't have to hide underneath the veil of hate and ignorance. I am now fighting for you... I am now your champion! I have seen my slothful ways and have reformed. It is also okay to begin to boo that false prophet Christian Roman. I have seen the truth and it is GOOD! Let me introduce you to the man who has shown me the way. He is the man who unlocked my physical prowess and made me rediscover my genius. He is "The Villain of the Year," he is the United States Champion, he is Chazz Mendel!

[The crowds starts to boo as the introduction to "Tiger the Lion" by The Tragically Hip floats out the PA system. Gord Downie's voice croons over the music.]

"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 walks out onto the stage with his United states title over his shoulder. He saunters down the rampway and takes a seat at ringside.]

Nelson: Great! Chandler wants to prove to us that he is ready to fight, so he brings back up!

Hart: Mendel is his mentor, he is mentoring him.

[In the ring, The ChED salutes Chazz as Chazz gives him a thumbs up.]

Suddenly, the arena turns pitch black and and 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

[Smoke billows at the top of the ramp, forcing people to shield their eyes from the potency]

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 begins to clear, Christian pushes through the remaining shield and quickly moves towards the ring, with camera focusing on his back, 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

[He shakes a few hands on his way down, shaking off the seeming rust as uses the stairs to climb into the ring through the ropes]

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 hits the closest turnbuckle and raises his right arm in the air and then jumps down, bouncing off the ropes a few times.]

Nelson: You gotta bet this man not only wants Mendel again, but his United States title too. But first he has to go against the former United States champion, a refreshed ChED!

Hart: Do you really think that Christian can do that though? The ChED is psyched and ready to go.

Nelson: Yes, but it is the ChED though.

[The two men face off while Chazz cat calls Christian from outside the ring. Christian pays him no mind.]

DING DING DING

Nelson: This match is underway as The ChED circles Roman. Roman goes to attack but ChED steps out of the way. Roman goes for a lock up but ChED ducks it. The ChED SLAPS CHRISTIAN ACROSS THE FACE! What a show of disrespect.

Hart: He is making a name for himself now.

[Christian holds his cheek as a grinning ChED looks at him. Roman charges with stiff shots to Chandler.]

Nelson: Christian doesn't take kindly to The ChED! He lays in the stiff shots to Dalmon. Dalmon huddles in the corner as Roman just lays the shots into his cranium. Roman mounts the turnbuckle and these fans count along with him as he punches Dalmon.

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

SIX

SEVEN

EIGHT

NINE

TEN

[Aaron Blake makes Roman break the hold and Chandler falls forward.]

Hart: How can he treat a scholar like that?

Nelson: He is sending a message to his enemy: Mendel. The ChED up and Roman hits an exploder suplex on Dalmon! Chazz Mendel yells at Christian, but he just shakes it off. That is enough opportunity for ChED to give him a single leg takedown though. He follows up with an elbow to Roman's chest. The ChED goes for what looks to be a sharpshooter but Christian shakes it off and flips The ChED onto his back. Roman locks in the koji clutch on Dalmon.

Hart: Geez, he should let the kid breathe for a moment!

Nelson: Chandler gets his arm on the ropes and Christian has no choice but to break the hold. Both men get up and lock up. The ChED overpowers him and locks in a wrist lock. Christian tries elbowing him but Chandler ducks and hits a belly to back to suplex on Christian. The ChED slaps his abs and performs a big splash on Christian.

Hart: He does have great abs!

[The camera cuts to Devon Dice watching the match backstage very intently.]

Nelson: As you can see Mr. Devon Dice has an interest in The ChED's performance tonight. Chandler locks in a headlock on Roman on the ground. Blake lifts up the arm and Christian keeps it up in the air. Roman starts getting up as The ChED still has the submission locked in. The ChED releases it and hits a fisherman suplex instead.

Hart: I think you can even acknowledge the change in discipline that Chandler is showing in the ring tonight.

Nelson: We have only seen him do like what... five moves?

[The camera cuts back again to backstage but this time to Thaddeus Walker sitting on a big chair and listening to an old fashioned radio while smoking a cigar.]

Nelson: Um... it looks like Devon Dice isn't the only one interested in The ChED's performance. I guess we can assume that Thaddeus is listening to the match on his radio. Chandler performs a running knee lift to Roman as Chazz Mendel gives him a standing ovation. The ChED with the pin.

ONE

TWO

Hart: Ah nuts... I thought he had it there.

Nelson: The ChED is going to need to try harder to take Roman out of the match. You should know this Robbie. The ChED pulls Roman up by the hair but he starts elbowing the ChED in the face. ChED falls backwards and Roman follows up with a hanging vertical suplex to the former U.S champ. Christian mounts The ChED and continues with the stiff shots to Chandler. Christian starts slamming The ChED's cranium into the mat. Roman with the pinfall.

ONE

TWO

Nelson: Close but no cigar! Roman pulls the ChED up and slams him back down with a cradle impact DDT.

Hart: Look, here comes Chazz to back up his friend!

Nelson: Do you really think Chazz sees The ChED as a friend? I'm sure he is just another tool. Chazz on the apron trying to get Christian's attention. Blake goes to tell Mendel to step down as Roman swings at him. Chazz jumps down. Roman turns around to get welcomed by the ChED with a tornado DDT. The ChED with the pinfall!

ONE

TWO

Hart: How is that possible? He was distracted!

Nelson: Again, you gotta do better than that to take Roman out. The ChED follows up with an Ace Crusher Body Press onto Christian Roman.

Hart: I hear he calls that Slaughterhouse 5. Pretty cool looking move if you ask me.

Nelson: Sure... Chandler with the pin once again.

ONE

TWO

Nelson: Christian gets his hand on the ropes as The ChED begins to look frustrated. I think it is safe to say that Roman is probably the most celebrated opponent he has ever faced. If he pulls off a CLEAN win here, I might give him some credit. The ChED pulls him further away and makes another desperate pinfall. What is he thinking?

ONE

TWO

Hart: He is thinking that Christian Roman is over rated and thus can be defeated easier than others think.

Nelson: The ChED tries to pull Christian up, but Christian begins fighting him with hard lefts and rights and then several stiff kicks to Chandler's side. With The ChED stunned, Roman puts him in a hangman neckbreaker that lays him out. Roman pulls Chandler back up to irish whip him into the ropes. Chandler bounces off and ducks a spinning heel kick attempt. Chandler bounces off the other side and attempts a single arm lariat but Christian ducks and sets him up for the Pain of Martyrdom. This is it... this is the end for Dalmon.

Hart: The ChED will think of something.

Nelson: The ChED ducks out of it and whips Roman to the ropes. Christian bounces off, but before he can do anything, Chazz trips him up. Roman falls forward into the arms of The ChED. The ChED performs a bridging cradle suplex that I suppose he calls the Ice-9!

Hart: I Bring you the end of Christian Roman!

Nelson: Yeah, thanks to Chazz Mendel. Chandler with the pinfall.

ONE

TWO

THREE

DING DING DING

Nelson: I guess you can say that Chandler stole this one.

Hart: He didn't steal anything. He earned this victory!

Nelson: Earned it by Mendel helping him.

[Chandler lifts his arms up as Donna Dixon announces.]

Dixon: Here is your winner: Chandler Edsel Dalmon... THE CHED!

[Chazz Mendel climbs into the ring with his title. The two begins stomping on Roman while yelling at him.]

Nelson: Well, this is great isn't it?

Hart: All is fair Joel.

Nelson: Yeah, all is fair when you are trying to injure your top challenger.

[Chazz holds his title over Roman's head while The ChED points to the crowd and says "This is all for you!" The two then leave the ring together.]

Nelson: I hope these guys are happy.

Hart: How can they not be? Chandler just got his groove back.

[Chazz stops on the walkway with his title around his waist while Chandler attempts to high five some of his fans but they pull back from him.]

Nelson: Fans, it's time to take our final commercial break of the evening, but when we come back, it's our Main Event!

["Live by the laws of the Family..." The lights leave, fireworks are set off to imitate machine gun fire at the sides of the ramp whilst green white and red lights start to circle the arena. "...Or die by the hands of the Family." Christiano makes his way out from the back. Drago starts to strut down the ramp, showing off the dragon's head on his belt, and a tattoo of a dragon's eye on his back. He rolls in under the bottom rope and stands up. As soon as he turns around, he starts to mockingly warm up, all the while looking loudly confident about his nearing match.]

Mic Benson: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is our Main Event of the evening. Introducing first, standing Five Feet Seven Inches Tall and weighing in at One Hundred and Eighty Six Pounds, CHRISTIANO DRAGO!!!

Nelson: There is no way he is as confident as he looks, you almost have to feel sorry for him.

Hart: He's just being used by one monster as food for the other.

"Yeah I get it you're an outcast…"

[Shinedown's "The Sound of Madness" blares from the PA and "The Product of Hate" Josh Cantrell walks through the red fog that fills the entrance way staring a hole through the still confident looking Christiano Drago. Cantrell pays no attention to the mostly boo filled mixed reaction he receives as he hops up on the ring apron and steps between the ropes never taking his eyes off Drago.]

Mic Benson: And his opponent, standing Six Feet Four Inches Tall and weighing Two Hundred and Forty Six Pounds.

Nelson: After what Josh Cantrell did last week to Johnny Serious these fans certainly aren't showing him any love.

Hart: He's become very scary over the past few months.

Nelson: According to him he hasn't changed at all.

DING DING DING

[Mic Benson exits the ring and Drago and Cantrell step towards the center of the ring and as soon as the bell sounds Drago hits a quick spinning neck breaker on Cantrell.]

Nelson: Maybe Christiano Drago is as confident as he looks, but I have a feeling with Cantrell's mood right now it would take twenty of those neck breakers to keep him down.

[Cantrell quickly gets back to his feet where he is taken right back down by a Japanese Arm Drag from Chritiano.]

Nelson: Drago's quickness seems to be frustrating "The Product of Hate."

Hart: I think it's Heretic that's frustrating him, Drago's just taking him off his feet at will.

[Cantrell pops back up and Drago takes his arm for another attempt at an Arm Drag but Cantrell plants his foot and jerks the much smaller man into a short arm clothesline.]

Nelson: OUCH! Cantrell just turned Drago inside out with that clothesline.

[Cantrell hangs onto the arm and pull Drago back up and into a Hammer Lock before lifting him into the arm by on arm and slamming him across his knee.]

Nelson: Here we go, Cantrell going to work on the back already like we've seen him do so many times before.

Hart: Every time before.

[Christiano rolls over onto his side holding his back as Cantrell stands and quickly drives his knee into the lower back and slaps on a rear chin lock.]

Nelson: Cantrell has a huge size advantage, Nine inches…

Hart: JOEL! Don't you think that's a little personal!

Nelson: I was going to say he has Nine inches and Sixty pounds on Drago you perv.

[With one hand still pulling back on the chin of Christiano Drago and his knee planted firmly in his lower back Cantrell begins driving brutal forearms across the face of Drago rocking his head backwards.]

Nelson: Look at his head snap back with each one of those forearms.

[Cantrell stops with the forearms and hooks his finger in the corner of Christiano's mouth.]

Nelson: Now what is he doing?

[Josh begins to pull and tear at Drago's face while being admonished by referee Aaron Blake.]

Nelson: He was fish hooking him!

Hart: That's just disgusting, he looked like Stretch Armstrong.

Nelson: Who?

Hart: Before your time kid.

[Blake forcefully pulls Cantrell away but Josh shoves him and goes right back to ripping at the face of Drago.]

Nelson: This is NOT the same Josh Cantrell I'm used to seeing.

Hart: Which ever one it is, he's about to get himself disqualified.

[Again Blake pulls Cantrell off of Drago but this time Blake screams right in Cantrell's face.]

Aaron Blake: If you put your hands on me again I will disqualify you and see that you are fined! Now follow the damn rules.

Nelson: It's good to see the rules being enforced.

[Cantrell throws his hands up and then drives a boot into the side of Drago's head as he tried to stand.]

Nelson: Cantrell is just vicious!

[Cantrell goes for another kick but Christiano grabs his foot and stands up with Cantrell trying to balance on one leg. Cantrell attempts an Enziguri but before he can Drago nails a quick Dragon Screw Legwhip.]

Nelson: Drago turned defense into offense there and it paid off.

Hart: It was one move, it hasn't paid off yet.

[Cantrell gets back to his feet favoring his right knee which Drago notices and hits a low drop kick to the injured knee taking Cantrell back down. Drago makes the quick cover.]

ONE…

TW…

Nelson: Not even a two, but Cantrell could be injured, and Christiano Drago is capitalizing!

[Cantrell gets up again using the ropes to steady himself, Drago charges forward and Cantrell sidestep and applies a Full Nelson and slams him back first across his hurt knee.]

Nelson: Huge Full Nelson Back Breaker by Cantrell but it seems to have hurt him as much as Drago.

Hart: Really? Are you going to go ask him?

Nelson: No…

[Both men make it to their feet with Drago holding his lower back and Cantrell limping towards him, Cantrell delivers a boot to the gut doubling Christiano over.]

Nelson: The Product of Hate could be looking to end it right here!

[Cantrell applies a hammer lock to one arm of Drago who is still doubled over, he then wraps Drago's free arm under his neck and drops back driving both knees into Drago's lower back.]

Nelson: FIVE ONE FIVE OH!!!

Hart: I thought it was, Fifty One Fifty.

Nelson: I don't even know.

Hart: Google it.

[Drago flops a few times on the mat and Cantrell stands back up looking down at him.]

Nelson: Pin him! It's clearly over.

Hart: After the way this show started off I don't think Heretic has to tell Cantrell to keep hurting Christiano Drago, he'll do it willingly.

[Cantrell wraps his hand around the throat of Drago and lifts him straight up into the air in a two handed choke, he tosses him into the air and catches him across his shoulders before driving him into the mat.]

Nelson: OH MY GOD! DRIVEN BY HATE! Christiano Drago was dead weight and Cantrell lifted him straight up in the air then planted him into the mat.

[Cantrell makes the cover, hooking both legs and driving his forearm across the face of Drago.]

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!!!

Mic Benson: The winner of the match, "THE PRODUCT OF HATE" JOSH CANTRELL!!!

Nelson: Josh Cantrell seemed possessed in his win here tonight over Christiano Drago, he's on a collision course with the World Champion and they say the third time is the charm.

Hart: That's a huge task and I'm not sure he's mentally prepared.

Nelson: Well we will see what kind of mind games take place, but we're out of time for tonight, for Robbie Hart I'm Joel Nelson saying see you next week on DRIVEN!

["The Sound of Madness" blares as Cantrell walks to the back not looking anymore satisfied then he did when he walked to the ring as the logo comes on in the bottom corner of the screen and the show closes.]