[The show opens up on a close up of a grave looking Chandler Edsel Dalmon. He looks very upset.]

Dalmon: It seems this past week there has been a lot of talk about me! Not just me, but apparently something horrible I did to a poor interviewer that got in the way. Yes, I hit Tiffany Tolberg with a steel chair and yes, it was an accident. Also, yes, at first I felt bad. But then I got to thinking, what for? For weeks we were talking about casualties and the gradual decaying of cWo. Last week, I talked about destiny! Well, what happened to poor Tiffany was destiny in action. She didn’t get hit with the chair because I hit her with it. She got hit with it because she was MEANT to get hit with it. It wouldn’t have happened if it wasn’t supposed to. What do I have to feel upset about then? What did I actually do wrong? Nothing! Wrong place, wrong time!

[He looks up with a grin on his face.]

Dalmon: But still, many persist that I apologize. So I will do so.

[He grin turns into a mocking smile!]

Dalmon: Ladies and gentlemen, I am sorry!... I am truly sorry…. That this world is full of hypocrites such as yourselves. So what I hit a girl with a steel chair? May he without sin throw the first stone. Who among you have cheated on a test, or a spouse? Who among you has speeding tickets! I’m sure you feel that is perfectly fine, but if FATE like what happened to Tolberg is a sin, then so is every time you lie, cheat, or steal. How could you? I was your champion. Me and Omega fought for your best interest. We are out here for your sake! And now I am being crucified by you for one act of what probably is fate? Fine! If that is the way you want to have it. Let’s have it that way. Let us talk about everything Tiffany Tolberg has done wrong in her life. Did you know that she has recently gone through a divorce? I bet not, because none of you care about the individual. You don’t care to look at who you are rooting for. Do you know why Tiffany Tolberg is going through a divorce? Because not only did she cheat on her husband, but she did it multiple times while out on the road. This woman had no respect for the sacred oath of marriage, she had what she had coming to her. Hell, if you ask me what happened to her wasn’t just destiny, it was karma. She had what was coming to her!

[The ChED puts his hand on his temple and thinks for a moment.]

Dalmon: As a matter of fact, you can probably call me… hell, all of Omega are agents of karma. When you think of it, we are completely blameless for anything that has come about. We are merely just the culmination of the sins of the employees and the followers of the cWo. Omega is merely just a matter of what goes around comes around. This is a company built on greed and corruption, we are merely just biting it in the ass. The destroying of the world title and Tolberg’s unfortunate accident were just this companies payment for it’s years of preying on the wallet’s of the weak and feeble. That is of course, you the devout viewers of this mind numbing television show. So when you think back to last week, don’t blame me, blame every employee of the cWo, including Tolberg and Devon Dice. In fact, especially Devon Dice. I have a feeling that Mr. Dice has a lot more to atone for than what some may think. And when he does atone, I am going to make sure to everyone knows exactly why karma bit him on the ass.

[The scene fades on a smiling ChED before it switches to the cWo logo.]

[The cWo logo appears on the screen and then spins out of control. It spins right into the camera and the scene suddenly turns into the inside of a car. An uknown figure with a helmet opens the door and sits down. The Driver pulls out a set of keys and slowly brings it to the ignition. The keys slam into the ignition. The minute it turns, the beginning guitar riff of Danko Jones “Code of the Road” plays and silver logo that says “Driven” flashes across the screen. As the song picks up, the hand grabs the stick and changes the gears from “Park” to “Drive” and a shot of Sean Pason holding the U.S title is seen on the rearview.

I live by the code of the road

[First person shots of speeding down a highway is seen as a faded picture of Muru delivering the Muru splash is shown.]

Every single night of my life

[The rearview of the car features Evette dropkicking a chair into the face of Jen Diamond.]

Nobody knows a single place I go

[In the middle of the road stands Devon Dice as the car goes speeding towards him.]

City by city, night after night

[Behind Dice, shots of him sitting down on his throne is shown.]

Been a long time on this lonely road yeah

[The spedometer goes up to 80 as Mike Logan is seen in the reflection gyrating then making out with Mary-Joe Wolf.]

Nothing Comes Easy But It's Worth The Fight

[On the pedometer Jen Diamond entering the cage and then falling from it is shown over the numbers 4 8 15 16 23 42]

If you've seen it once, I've seen it twice before

[Chazz Mendel performs the Fated Circle on the dashboard]

Little By Little, Night After Night

[The first person view races towards Chazz Mendel in the middle of the road.]

You've been waiting for this all of you life yeah

[The car passes by an old time automobile, and Thaddeus Walker handing pipes to kids is seen.]

The time is now to go

[Lana Lexington enters the ring is seen on a “Slow Children” sign

No hesitation, no backing down now

[ Brother Shabazz holds a whip in the middle of the ring on the steering wheel.

So just take it away

[The car races toward Chastity McGavin as shots of giving the V-20 behind her.]

It's about time I take it nice and slow yeah

[The Car passes a stop sign but instead of “STOP,” it says Omega!]

Nothing Comes Easy But It's Worth The Fight

[Chandler Dalmon is seen on the microphone and then beating on Muru on the rampway in the reflection of the Driver’s helmet.]

I say it all the time but then I start to roam yeah

[CBK slams an X-Box over Roman’s head behind a Heretic bobble head in the back seat.]

Little By Little, Mile After Mile

[Jacob Baxter hits a Hooligan kick on Devon Dice on the open road ahead of him.]

You've been waiting for this all of you life yeah

[On “DANGER” sign along the road, Nick Dangerous hits Chris Michaels with a forearm.]

The time is now to go

[Heretic is seen in the skies above motioning around his waist.]

No hesitation, no backing down now

[The first person view speeds towards five men in the middle of the road. Heretic, Baxter, CBK, Dangerous and the ChED.]

So just take it away

[They disappear and turn into Chris Michaels with the world title around his waist. The word Driven flashes by again, then fades into the number 54. The Prudential Center becomes alight with fireworks that erupt from above then the rampway below the cWo-tron. The camera pans around the arena and focuses on a few fans with signs. A woman stands holding a sign that says “I came to see Muru” and the man right next to her holds up a sign that says “Sounds Boring!” Next is a sign that reads “Mad Maddie’s smoking partner.” And finally on a fat kid wearing a t-shirt that reads “This Omega t-shirt is an illegal Copyright.” Finally, the camera focuses on Robbie Hart and Joel Nelson at the announce position.]

Joel Nelson: Welcome to Newark New Jersey for Driven 54. We have a big show planned tonight. I am Joel Nelson and this is Robbie Hart!

Robbie Hart: Don’t forget a main event that will see the destruction of two of cWo’s best.

Nelson: That remains to be seen. What he is referring to is our main event. Chazz Mendel and Johnny Serious team up for the first time against Omega’s leader Heretic and their secret weapon Nick Dangerous.

Hart: Nick is not so much a secret after the last few weeks. Hopefully, we will not see a repeat of last week.

Nelson: We will also be seeing Brother Shabazz try to win the U.S title. Clearly, a win here for Shabazz will rise his stock.

Hart: That idiot just seems to be all about cashing in.

Nelson: Also on hand is the in ring debut of Zach Dangerous as he faces Mr. Rich. Let’s see if he lives up to his brother’s cWo legacy!

Hart: He won’t!

Nelson: And to follow up on last week’s tragic situation that happened to Tiffany Tolberg, we do have some good news. After “accidently” getting hit over the head with a steel chair by Omega’s own Chandler Edsel Dalmon, who apparently doesn’t feel the remorse we thought he did at first, it appears that she has suffered from a concussion, but she will be back with us next week. Thank God!

Hart: That is certainly good news, Joel.

Nelson: That it is Robbie. We wish her a speedy recovery.

["Physical" by NIN plays as Jen Diamond makes her way onto the entrance ramp holding her women’s title. Walls of pyros shoot up from either side as the ramp as confidently strides to the ring. She climbs up onto the apron, climbs into the ring and raises her women’s title to the fans, bringing on a chorus of cheers. She grabs the microphone.]

Nelson: It seems that we are going to hear some words from our Women’s champion!

Hart: Since when did we start allowing the women actual in ring interview time? She isn’t even scheduled to wrestle tonight.

Nelson: The division has been hot for awhile now and she is the Women’s champion. Don’t forget that she is defending her title against Chastity McGavin at Cyberslam. That should be reason enough to be able to come out here and address her fans.

[She waits for the cheering to die down and then speaks.]

Diamond: Many people say I should be lucky to have walked out of Roll of the Dice as the champion. The only thing I have to say to that is being a skilled in ring veteran isn’t luck. Knowing how to make the giant fall is not luck! It’s called being the best female wrestler in the Organization. It is called competition and it is what I do best. With that said, I would like to have the number one contender for this title, Chastity McGavin come out.

Nelson: Wow! Diamond not wasting anytime and inviting her competition out to the ring.

Hart: Chastity is probably too busy doing pull ups or something.

[A few seconds go by as there is nothing except for the crowd reaction.The baseline of Hole's rendition of "Golddust Woman" hits and the fans begin to cheer. When the first gong is heard in the song, Chastity stomps from the curtains. Without stopping, she walks down the rampway not paying attention to those around her. She just focuses in on the ring. She hops up onto the apron as pyro shoots out of the turnbuckles. She climbs between the ropes and stands face to face with Diamond. Chastity looks at the belt for a few moments then back at Diamond.]

Nelson: Quite an epic stare down by these two ladies. They have an incredible amount of respect for eachother. They have been through so much through the year.

Hart: Yeah, Best of Fives, shoot matches, tag teams, mystery poopers…

Nelson: I’m not sure how relevant that last one was.

[Diamond waits for the arena to die down before speaking.]

Diamond: So, we both are getting what we want. You are getting the woman’s title shot and I am defending my title against the best possible opponent at the biggest event of the year. But let us go back to where we were around the last Cyberslam. Let us go back to the role women in general played in the cWo. I was little more than a manager for Omega and you were just starting in this company being pulled around by that manipulative lawyer. Division? There was no division. There was no division until “US.” Not until your presence got me off my ass and back into that ring. And you? I’d like to believe I made you that much better. Together, the women’s division was practically built around us. That is why this match at Cyberslam is no just important but probably historical. It is the culmination of what me and you created. It is a sign of how far the division was taken. While the men were out tending to “these dark times,” we were the ones bringing competitive matches to the cWo. I didn’t see Serious and Dangerous settling their differences in a best of five series. That was us, not the boys!

Hart: What is she talking about?

Nelson: She is talking about not just their impact on eachother but on the company as a whole.

[Diamond pauses for a moment as the crowd cheers for that last statement. She smiles then looks right back in the face of Chastity.]

Diamond: So… we already created quite a legacy and the standard for the women in this company, where do we go from here? Cyberslam calls for something BIG! Something important! Now, I know you been training non-stop. I know that you want this bad! But I want to retain this just as bad. But what I also want bad is and what I expect is your very best. I expect you to make this match to be perhaps the most grueling experience I have faced in a while, because you damn well know that I am going to do the same to you.

[Chastity nods with confidence.]

Diamond: We both know where we stand. But I also know what is on your mind. It is the same thing on my mind. If we are going to face once more, if it is going to be for the title, and at Cyberslam, don’t we need to up the ante? After our best of five and our shoot match encounters how can we possibly do that? Again, we are not the men, we don’t need ladders or cages or weapons to entertain or put on a competitive match. I’m thinking all we need is time.

Hart: Okay, now I’m completely lost. What is she talking about?

Nelson: It is very cryptic but I think she is alluding to something very big.

Hart: That doesn’t answer anything.

Nelson: Chastity seems to understand.

[McGavin looks at her coherently like she knows exactly where she is coming from and where she is going with this.]

Diamond: You got the same e-mail from Tony Awesome last week. It was the same e-mail that went out to everyone employed by the company. For Cyberslam this year, he has managed to solidify five hours plus for the pay-per-view. So… I’m thinking an hour of those five hours should be reserved for us, for the Women’s title match.

[Jen looks around as the rest of the arena is beginning to put this together.]

Diamond: Chastity, let’s do something unprecedented! Something that will take both of us to the limit!

[Diamond puts her hand out.]

Diamond: I want it to be you and me! Sixty minutes. The person with the most pins or submissions in that sixty minutes is the winner. Chastity, I want an Ironwoman Match for my title!

[Chastity smirks as the arena erupts.]

Nelson: In a rare situation, Chastity shows emotion.

Hart: I still believe she is a robot.

[The fans cheer as Chastity barely hesitates to shake. Diamond smiles as they shake but as she pulls away, Chastity keeps the grip in.]

Hart: I knew it! Chastity is showing her true colors.

[Chastity looks at Diamond’s title then at Jen herself. She briefly speaks.]

McGavin: Not allies, not enemies! Cyberslam… you are just in the way!

[Diamond pulls away her grip as Chastity stares her down. Jen hops out of the ring as Chastity stands there watching her.]

Nelson: What an announcement! What a match for Cyberslam! We can be looking at a show stealer as Chastity and Jen Diamond face off in an Iron Woman match.

Hart: That might seem cordial now Joel, but just wait.

Nelson: They both know that there is more than gold on the line. While they respect the hell out of eachother, and I truly believe, I don’t think they will hesitate to take eachother to the limit to walk out not just the woman’s champion but the true cornerstone of the division. What a way to open the show, our first Cyberslam match announced. We will be right back after these messages.

[Driven cuts backstage to what looks like a feed from a handheld camera. The shakey footage catches Chazz Mendel in the middle of a conversation with a doctor. The door to the room their in is almost closed. Behind the camera we hear a whispering voice.]

Cameraman: I gotta be really quiet...few minutes ago I saw Chazz Mendel, "Villain of the Year" turned wannabe superhero step into the house doctor's office for a once over. Check this out...

[The shot moves closer to the door. The microphone picks up their conversation.]

Mendel: ...What's the verdict?

[The doctor lets out a quick sigh before speaking.]

Doctor: With the amount of physical stress put on your body these passed few weeks, it's my professional opinion that you not go out there tonight, or any night for the next two to three weeks.

[Chazz shakes his head in disagreement.]

Mendel: Can't happen, doc...

Doctor: Mr. Mendel, I must insist.

[Chazz waves him off.]

Mendel: No... Just no! I'm not hearing this right now. I made a promise! If it kills me, so be it! If it happens, I'm going to take that son of a b*tch down with me...

[Chazz storms out of the room, trying to hide a slight limp.]

Cameraman: Ride into the sunset Zorro...we're about to see Chazz Mendel's grand finale...

[The camera feed cuts to commercial break.]

[We now head backstage, to see Brother Shabazz in the locker room preparing for his title match against Sean Pason. With him is J.J. Carter.]

Shabazz: So, are you going to help me out there tonight? Here’s my chance, I’m gonna be the next U.S. Champion!

Carter: If you’re gonna be the next champ, why do you need my help?

Shabazz: To keep my enemies at bay…

Carter: What enemies?

Shabazz: The man.

Carter: Not this again…

Shabazz: Come on, a brotha like me trying to take over? Man don’t want to see that. Omega gonna be scared of me once they see me take the belt off Pason. They’d be like, who’s this Shabazz nigga that’s U.S. Champion? Man, he’s on the rise, we got to watch out for him.

Carter: Have you become completely delusional?

Shabazz: Nah, I made it. This is my time, my year. 2009 is the year, Brother Shabazz taking over the wrestling industry. Got this on lock down son. Man ain’t gonna hold me down any more.

Carter: Um, ok then.

Shabazz: You don’t believe me, do you?

Carter: How about this. First, beat Pason. Then, starting building your goals from there. If you’re not even able to beat Pason, how do you plan on doing all these huge things you say… like scaring Omega and [uses quote marks] locking down the industry.

Shabazz: Don’t hate on me Jeremiah, we gonna be doing big things in 2009. Believe it.

Carter: I take everything one day, one match, and one minute at a time. Why worry about the future when the present is still in front of you? I just do what I can when I can to make the most of my career. I don’t run my mouth off about fighting my opponents and enemies. You don’t see me running around bragging bout how I’m gonna take down Omega, I just run with the locker room to defend the cWo. I’ll let people pick up on what I do when I do it, not what I say I’m going to.

Shabazz: We shall see J.J., we shall see.

[The scene cuts back to Robbie and Joel in the arena.]

Nelson: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen! Brother Shabazz and JJ Carter are seemingly having a lot more arguments.

Hart: It is the only productive thing they have done in months!

Nelson: We’ll see if Brother Shabazz is bluffing and will win the U.S title later on tonight. However, our first match of the night is between a newly signed employee of the company.

Hart: He is apparently a “Grim Reaper” of some kind.

Nelson: Yes, we will be seeing the debut of Ronnie “Grim Reaper” Wilkins. He will be going against

[Nelson reads off a paper.]

Nelson: Ramone Supaman Wade?

Hart: What the hell is a “Supaman?” Does he work for Campbell’s?

Nelson: We will see in just a few minutes.

DING DING DING

Dixon: The following match is scheduled for one fall!

Nelson: And here comes the latest addition to the cWo. A young man hailing from Daytona Beach, Florida…Ronnie “The Grim Reaper” Wilkins.

Hart: Apparently he’s gotten into the professional wrestling industry to help support his new family, but may have gotten himself in a bit over his head here by joining a premier organization such like the cWo.

Nelson: Well we’re about to get our first view of this kid, let’s see what he’s made of.

[The lights around the arena shut off with the exception of one spotlight focused on the center of the stage. As the beginning bass of The White Stripes “7 Nation Army” begins to play the massive figure of Ronnie “The Grim Reaper” Wilkins walks onto the professional wrestling scene for the first time]

Nelson: Oh my god, we do not have a talent that size in the cWo right now, and regardless of his inexperience it looks like this young man will be a tough task for any superstar currently on our roster.

Hart: Is that Alex Rodriguez? No way this kid is natural and this is just what’s wrong with professional wrestling today!

Nelson: I’m sure he just takes over the counter products.

[Wilkins rolls into the ring and walks over to the turnbuckle. He looks around the arena and seems to be a little overwhelmed by the amount of people staring back at him.]

Hart: Looks like it doesn’t matter how big he is, he’s scared out of his mind to be in that ring right now!

Nelson: He’s going to need to shake that fear real quick because here comes his opponent!

[The Lights in the place go out as "Let Me At Em" plays. The fans cheer and get on their feet as fireworks go off and Ramone "SupaMan" Wade hops on the walkway. He pulls a mic out of his back pocket and raps along with the song, makin the crowd love it even more. A big firework goes off, and dollar bills start raining all around the arena. SupaMan climbs into the ring and goes to the top rope.]

Hart: It looks like Wilkins is laughing pretty hard in the ring right now.

Nelson: Well it is pretty hard to take this guy seriously.

Hart: Looks like Ramone is about to try to make this newcomer take him seriously! He delivers a flying clothesline from his posing spot on the turnbuckle but doesn’t knock this giant down!

Nelson: Ramone doesn’t look to happy that his move didn’t knock the rookie off his feet.

Hart: And Wilkins looks even less happy about that quick attack! He moves quickly across the ring towards Ramone and delivers a massive haymaker that Ramone ducks underneath!

Nelson: It’s a good thing too! Those kids fists are the size of cinder blocks! Ramone delivers a quick kick to the side of Wilkins’ leg and then buries his fist into the mid-section of Wilkins. Wilkins looks down at his opponent and picks him up off the ground by his arms!

Hart: Here’s what I’ve been waiting for! Wilkins has him completely in his control and he tosses “Supaman” clear across the ring and he lands in a heap at the opposite turnbuckle!

Nelson: Looks like “Supman” got to fly for a second there. Wilkins makes his way back across the ring and bends down to pick up his dazed opponent but is met with a punch to the throat! Referee that’s not legal!

Hart: Neither are steroids but this freak is in there!

Nelson: We’ve got no proof this young man has ever taken anything illegal! Wilkins stumbles back and Ramone sweeps his feet out from underneath him and the giant comes crashing down onto the canvas.

Hart: Looks like Ramone is doing everything in his power to take advantage of this being Wilkins first professional wrestling match. He’s laying into the fallen Wilkins with kicks again and again delaying him from getting up.

Nelson: Wilkins swats his hand at one of those kicks and knocks Ramone off balance giving him enough time to get up and he just throws any pretense of technique away and tackles Ramone to the ground. He crashes down hard on top of Ramone and there is no way that having almost 400lbs. land on him is something he’ll soon forget.

Hart: Well so far we’ve had some cheap shots and this big idiot stumbling around the ring not knowing what he’s doing. Hopefully some of the more experienced guys in the back can show him how to keep the crowd entertained.

Nelson: He’ll learn I’m sure, give the kid some time! Wilkins rolls off of Ramone and drags him to his feet by the hair and whips him into the ropes and delivers a thunderous clothesline that sends Ramone head over heels! This kid sure can make an impact when he connects.

Hart: Finally some violence for the crowd to get excited about! And it looks like the big guy is limbering up a little bit and getting rid of some of his stage fright.

Nelson: Ramone is rolling out of the ring right now and he takes a knee next to it, looks like he’s trying to shake the cobwebs out a little bit.

Hart: But the posterboy for BALCO isn’t letting up just yet!

[Wilkins rolls out of the ring after Ramone and delivers a chop to the chest that drops “Supaman” back to a knee. He picks him back up and places one of his oversized hands behind his head and sends his opponent flying into the barrier to the crowd.]

Nelson: Oh my god! Ramone has got to be unconscious from that impact!

Hart: Yeah well this moron better get back in the ring before the ref’s count hits ten!

Nelson: Looks like he just realized that’s a rule and he’s going to make sure this match ends inside the ring as he throws Ramone over his shoulder and back into the ring. He quickly follows as the referee’s count hits seven and this young man looks like he’s ready to end this thing.

Hart: I’ve heard some rumors about this kids finishing maneuver that it could be one of the most high-impact we’ve seen and it looks like here it comes.

[Wilkins makes a quick slash across his throat with his hand and then lifts his opponent completely above his head in a military press.]

Nelson: Look at the power! That’s a 200lb. man he is holding almost nine feet in the air!

Hart: He won’t be that high for long!

[Wilkins drops Ramone and quickly twists his own body to catch him in a falling neckbreaker and the two men hit the canvas with a crash that leaves the ring shaking for several seconds after the move ends.]

Nelson: You could hear a pin drop in here right now. Ramone Wade might not wake up for a week!

Hart: I think they’re simply in shock that this kid managed to show some sort of technique in that ring.

[Wilkins gets up an looks around an that now cheering crowd and a huge grin spreads across his face. He flexes his biceps once and then place his huge foot on the chest of Ramone Wade.

Nelson: A little cockiness out of the young rookie!

Hart: That’s more like it! Maybe I can warm up to this kid!

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Nelson: And Ronnie “The Grim Reaper” Wilkins has his first victory in the cWo!

Hart: We’ve definitely had better looking wins on this show but I guess it’s a start for the kid.

Nelson: A win is a win, we’ll be right back after this commercial break.

[The camera fades out to commercial as Ronnie Wilkins rolls out of the ring and the referee tends to an unconscious Ramone Wade.]

[Jacob Baxter stands just outside the Prudential Center. He takes a drag from a cigarette. He begins to cough hard and gives a confused look at the cigarette before flipping it away. He then cocks his head to the side, noticing a cWo camera crew stalking him]

Jacob Baxter: Allo. I'm not a smoker, ya? Been a lil tense lately and that bird Maddie seems to stop running her mouth whenever she's got one of these in her trap so I thought I'd give it a try, d'you know what I mean? Gotta try everything once. Now, what in the bloody hell are you doin out here? And where's that batty boy Duran?

[We hear the camera man mumble something that's inaudible to the audience but Baxter nods in reply]

Baxter: Scared? Of me? HA! That was a good decision though. He just has one of those faces that the moment you see it, you get all aggro and want to drive your fist POW right in the kisser! Maybe all that smacking around finally knocked some sense into the chap. But it's a good thing you found me. As you can see, i'm a bit stressed. You ask: "Well Mr. Jacob Baxter, what's got your knickers in a knot? You are doing a mighty fine job taking down this company piece by piece." And herein lies the problem. I love coming up and knocking random chaps' heads in. It makes me giggle with delight! The problem here is I haven't had quite enough to satiate me. Ambushing men who mistake themselves for cash machines is well deserved but merely gallivanting to me! With no offense whatsoever to my colleague Chandler, it was not as enjoyable sharing the brutality. I'm a wee repressed. Y'know, maybe it's about fine time the Beast called out another target? It's been far too long, don't you think? I have just the target in mind...

[Baxter smiles a mischievous smile before he continues on]

Baxter: Muru. How I ever so enjoyed beating you dearly at Roll of the Dice, but once is not enough. My next big contribution to Omega is finishing the job Heretic started many months ago. You figured you could sneak back in under the guise of a cow? Pardon me while I have a laugh to myself because that's about the wonkiest thing i've ever heard! And now you want to be an integral part of taking down Omega? For a group that represents the Championship Wrestling Organization, the lack of organization is quite laughable! You're about as useless and lost in the shuffle as a blind man in an orgy, sir. Whether you wish to entertain this thought or not, you have no choice. Who you've been as a champion in this organization washed out to sea the moment Heretic beat you within an inch of your life! And that sea dried up the very moment you thought donning a cow suit was the most amazing idea ever! The Beast has his sights set on you and is just about ready to eliminate whatever remains of your piss poor pathetic life. You can't skive me. You can't find anyone to watch your back. Because all anyone in cWo is concerned about is their own position while Omega continues to come crashing down! Enjoy what you may have left, Muru...it's all going away soon.

[Baxter lets out a sigh of release and smiles again at the camera this time in glee]

Baxter: I feel a lot better! Now sod off!

[Baxter pushes the camera man back as he walks out of frame and back into the arena]

[Commercial Break]

[Dade Davis is in his locker room lacing up his boots for his match with Lou V. Rictor when another set of legs is seen approaching. Dade glances up briefly before looking back in disgust and spitting on the floor beneath him. The camera pans up to show "Hot Shot" Chris Michaels.]

Michaels: So it’s like that, is it?

Davis: It’s either that or knock the wrinkles off you.

Michaels: Look Dade, I apologize for last week. I was out of line and to make it worse, so you just looked pathetic in your match.

Davis: Pathetic? Look at you quitter.

Michaels: I never quit Dade.

Davis: Only because CBK called you out and you can't turn down getting your ass kicked. But you want it, I won't stand in your way. And I sure as hell won't help you.

Michaels: Oh? And after being all about that last week?

Davis: Things change Chris. I don't care about your pointless crusade.

Michaels: Well if you aren't here to help anymore Dade, then why are you here?

Davis: You raise a good point Chris- I don't really know. Excuse me.

[Davis stands up and shoves his way by Michaels as Hot Shot looks on bewildered. The scene cuts back to the arena.]

Nelson: Strong words between Michaels and Davis there! Those two really do share a complicated past.

Hart: If I were them, I’d focus on the present and not eachother. Michaels has Andrew Phillips to deal with and Davis is still trying to get back on the saddle.

Nelson: Well, we’ll be seeing Dade later on tonight as he takes on newcomer Lou Rictor. But coming up next we will see another explosive match in our budding womens division. We already saw a huge announcement as it pertains to Chastity and Jen Diamon at Cyberslam. They are going to be facing off in an iron man match.

Hart: That is Cyberslam. This is the present! Two of our more aggressive women are going to be stuck in the ring together. This could be very entertaining.

Nelson: It most definitely will be! It will be the sheer power of Bellatrix Drake Vs. the brawling ability of Mad Maddie in the ring. Clearly the fans will have a hard tim choosing who to boo for. But I’m sure they’ll just do it to both of thtem.

Hart: Don’t take away from how interesting this match up is.

Nelson: I’m not taking away. I’m just stating that these two women aren’t very popular.

Hart: They are popular to me.

["Stronger" by Kayne West begins to play and the crowd gives a mixed reaction as "The Original Lou V. Rictor" steps out from the entrance]

Nelson: Well, obviously this isn't a member of our women's division. It's Lou V. Rictor!

Hart; Maybe he's out for a tougher challenge than the guy he'll be facing later tonight!

[Lou Rictor walks to the announce table and sits down. Pulling of his shutter shades.]

Nelson: Looks like we have some company.

Hart: Good, I can go on a break.

Nelson: Stay right there, Robbie.

Rictor: Right. Stay there, Robbie, because I'm here to drop some knowledge.

Nelson: Drop knowledge?

Hart: It's slang, it means he wants to tell us something.

Nelson: I know what it means!

Rictor: I'm here to point something out to you. I won my first match here, and destroyed my second opponent. and what's my third? A match with some guy who hasn't been popular in 20 years or something like that. But SOME PEOPLE in this company, not gonna mention names, get a title shot for their second match and then blow it.

Nelson: You're talking about Bellatrix Drake!

Rictor: You know how hard it makes it for everyone else? When a rookie gets noticed, gets a shot, and then can't get it done. It makes us all look bad!

Nelson: Well, tonight she gets a chance to climb back up the ladder against Mad Maddie, who's come on strong as of late.

Rictor: Sure. Watch her blow it. Can't win the important ones.

Bellatrix Drake vs. Mad Maddie

Dixon: The following contest is set for one fall. Introducing first, from Wiltshire, England, here is BELLATRIX DRAKE!

[The lights in the arena dim as "The Somber Lay" by Eluveitie. begins to play. Bellatrix drake, dressed in a hooded robe, slowly steps into the aisle and strides to the ring, completely focused. She climbs into the ring and takes off her hooded robe, revealing ring attire that resembles celtic battle armor. She kneels and prays to the old Gods before jumping into the air and landing on her feet. ]

Rictor: I mean look at her, should she be losing the big matches?

Hart: Are you into that?

Rictor: What?

Hart: Bellatrix, are you into that?

Rictor: [laughs nervously] Yeah right! I'm just out to show her what a real rising star looks like! [He Stands up and gives alittle twirl, a bit of a show to the crowd as to what real talent is]

Dixon: And her opponent, from Waterbury, Connecticut.. MAD MADDIE!

["For Whom the Bell Tolls" begins to play through the PA system as Mad Maddie makes her way out of the entrance. The crowd boos her as she walks down the aisle, yelling at the fans]

Nelson: Maddie's working on a full head of steam here after defeating Lana Lexington at Roll the Dice.

Hart: And a belly full of alchohol, most likely!

DING DING DING

[Mad Maddie yells expletives at Bellatrix, who stares at her stone faced. The two lockup. Maddie gives Bellatrix some hard kicks to the side, but he larger competitior shakes them off, then shoves Maddie to the ground with two hands.]

Nelson: Maddie's gotta be realising that she's at a power disadvantage here.

Rictor: Hey all that power didn't get her the women's championship, did it? Just watch.

Hart: I dunno, Lou, she's about the same size as you are.

Rictor: Half the talent, twice the hype.

[Maddie swings wildy at Bellatrix and manages to connect, hitting her in the jaw. Bellatrix doubles over, and Maddie executes a DDT!]

Nelson: Nice move by Mad Maddie, and she's got Drake down in the middle of the ring!

Rictor: I told you, this girl's a choke artist. All the hype in the world and can' get it done. But I got it done last week, I'll get it done tonight.

[Madde bounces off the ropes and connects with a double axe handle, she makes the cover.]

ONE..

[Bellatrix Drake forcefully throws her off, then gets back to her feet. The two circle each other, then Maddie charges again, trying to hammer Bellatrix with punches and kicks.]

Nelson: Maddie trying to just out brawl Bellatrix Drake!

Rictor: All she's gotta do is show her a title belt and Bellatrix'll fold like a card table!

Hart: I really think you're into her.

Rictor: Into Trixy? Me? You should see the girls I get, Robbie!

Hart: Well, I dated Mary Joe Wolf.

Rictor. I'm sorry.

Hart: That's ok, you didn't know..

Rictor: No, I'm sorry you dated her.

[Bellatrix grabs Maddie by the throat. Maddie tries to fight her off.]

Nelson: Uh oh, we could see a chokeslam here!

[Maddie kicks Bellatrix in the shin. Bellatrix shoves Maddie into the turnbuckle, then charges and hits a running knee, doubling Maddie over. She leads Maddie out of the turnbuckle, then lifts her up for an inverted shoulderbreaker, slamming her shoulder down hard on her knee. She drops Maddie to the mat, then gives her a hard kick in the ribs. She pulls Maddie back to her feet, then applies a side headlock and drops to her feet.]

Rictor: A submission move, see! If she was worth the hype, she'd put her away with something big right now, instead of takin' a rest!

Nelson: When applied correctly, this is a very difficult submission manuever to escape, and Bellatrix has it on tight.

Hart: Oh please, stop being a boring wrestling apologist!

[Maddie executes some punches to the kidneys, trying to break the hold. Bellatrix stands up and spins Maddie around so that she's facing her, then lifts Maddie up into a bearhug. The refereee checks with Maddie, who's not giving up. Maddie tries to fight her way out.]

Nelson: Another tough submission situation here!

Rictor: Again, not taking her out when she has the chance!

Nelson: This move was the one that put Jen Diamond out in that tag match!

Rictor: Right, but not when it counted!

Hart; Ha! I like this guy!

[Maddie gouges Bellatrix's eyes, Bellatrix slams her hard into the mat, releasing the hold. She pulls Maddie back to her feet then sends her into the ropes. Bellatrix charges forward with a running lariat, but Maddie ducks, then bounches off the ropes and executes a bulldog, sending Bellatrix down face first!]

Rictor: See, right there! She gave it away! I'd never be that sloppy!

Nelson: Heads up move by Maddie, and now she's got momentum!

Hart: I'm with Lou! Where was the killer instinct there?

[Bellatrix slowly gets to her feet. Maddie charges for another bulldog, but Bellatrix is able to catch her and fall backwards, slamming Maddie hard into the mat!]

Nelson: And Maddie goes to the well one too many times and pays for it!

Hart: Unlike when she gets the free well drinks at the bar!

[Bellatrix pulls Maddie back to her feet, then sends her down with a huge clothesline. She points to the sky, then pulls Maddie back up. She grabs Maddie around the neck with both hands, then presses her up, going for a double chokeslam, Maddie is able to quickly kick her legs out and nail Bellatrix in the midsection, causing Bellatrix to drop her and double over.]

Nelson: Another big escape by Maddie!

[Maddie bounces off the ropes and flips over the back of Bellatrix, then hooks her feet under Bellatrix's arms and tries to flip her over into a sunset flip! Bellatrix struggles to keep her balance!]

Rictor: Here it comes, guys, this chick's gonna beat her!

[Bellatrix keeps her balance, then again grabs Maddie's throat with both hands. She pulls her out from between her legs, lifts her into the air and slams her hard onto the mat!]

Nelson: And Drake just powers out of that one!

Rictor: First decent thing she's done all match.

[Bellatrix once again points to the sky, then pulls Maddie between her legs. then lifts her up and slams her down with the Virgin Sacrifice!]

Nelson: Virgin Sacrifice!

Hart: But Maddie's no virgin!

[Bellatrix makes the cover.]

ONE

TWO

THREE

Dixon: Here is your winner, Bellatrix Drake!

Nelson: Well, Bellatrix Drake does what she needs to do and defeats Mad Maddie to get back on the winning track.

Rictor: It took her too long... and who's Mad Maddie? I garauntee I will beat Dade Davis, Mr. Legend, faster than she beat Maddie!

[The referee goes to raise Bellatrix's hand, but she shoves him away and raises her arms. This prompts Rictor to stand up on the announce table.]

Nelson: What're you doing?

Rictor: Take a look! Look at the REAL breakout star, the real future of cWo, Lou Rictor!

[Rictor jumps down from the announce table and walks backwards down the aisle, strutting and pointing at Bellatrix, who seems to not notice him.]

Nelson: Lou Rictor throwing down the gauntlet and really studying Bellatrix Drake. I wonder if she even knows or cares about his interest in her career.

Hart: You know who’s career I am interested in is the new and improved Mack Johnson.

Nelson: Yes, apparently our cameras has caught up with the former Mac Machine, now genetically Jacked machine.

[Mack Johnson sits on a folding chair and curls weights in his locker room when there's a knock on the door. He drops his weight and sits up straight as the door opens and Thaddeus Walker enters.]

Thaddeus Walker: Salutations, my good man.

Mack: What do you want, a 2009 calander?

Walker: You have quite the mind for nonsense, sport! 2009! Hah! We'd all be made of pure light by then!

Mack: Then what do you want?

Walker: It seems you have mistaken my past statements to you as destructive criticism, but I meant the contrary. You see, my dear boy, I believe you to be suffering from a severe lack of confidence?

Mack: Lack of confidence? I've never been better?

Walker: But I understand, when you were assaulted by those rapscallions, they stripped you of your indentity, and indirectly, you're manhood! But, my friend, you ARE a man. And a man can be ANYTHING... don't strive to be anything less!

Mack: That's all you had to say?

Walker: And I brought you something! We spared no expense rescuring this from the refuse heap!

[CB and TJ Walker roll in a wheelbarrow containing the remains of Mack's old Mac Machine costume.]

Walker: Don't deny who you are, Mack!

[Mack angrily turns around. In one motions he picks up the chair and whips it hard into Thaddeus Walker's face, knocking him backwards and busting him open. CB and TJ immediatly tent to Thaddeus]

Mack: So that's what you want? You want me to be a JOKE again? Like you? You two better get this trash out of here, all of it!

Quick Work
[We now go backstage to see Jason Duran, heading towards Mad Maddie, sitting down in a truck bay smoking a cigarette.]

Duran: Maddie, tough loss out there tonight. Any comments?

Maddie: She’s… that’s not right.

[Maddie just shakes her head in disbelief, then takes another drag of her cigarette.]

Duran: So, about Lana…

Maddie: Finally, something I want to talk about. I still see her running around this place, like she’s accomplished anything, like she has any sort of meaningful career ahead of her. She’s only here because of connections, how many times will I have to keep having to prove that to her?

Duran: Well, you have now defeated her several times now. But that doesn’t mean she’s not deserving of a job.

Maddie: Just take a look at Nat Mercer, why in the world is she still around here? Three times now, she’s been quick work. I don’t know what Thad Walker been teaching her, other than that stupid Negro flip or whatever the hell it is. She’s still amateur hour.

Duran: And why do you even care so much?

Maddie: Lana and Natalie, those two are gals you’d more likely see standing next to Mike Logan as one of his trophy whores – not as legitimate wrestlers. They drag the quality of the women’s division down. They’re jokes, and beneath the rest of us. Jen Diamond, Chastity, that cheating scoundrel Evette, and…

[Maddie looks off in the distance, then puts out her cigarette. She looks genuinely surprised to see someone off camera.]

Maddie: What the hell are you doing here?

[The camera pans behind a hooded figure as Maddie doesn’t release her gaze.]

Maddie: Ah, I forgot we haven’t been formerly…

[Suddenly, the hooded figure moves away. The camera is not able to get a clear view of this person. Maddie is left next to Duran as the camera fades back to the arena.]

Hart: What was that all about?

Nelson: I don’t know! Whoever it was, it was someone Maddie didn’t expect or want to see.

Hart: Weird!

["The Stroke" by Billy Squire begins to play over the P.A. system as we see Mike Logan walk to the ring alone, wearing an un-buttoned white short-sleeve shirt and a pair of blue jeans and dress shoes as he walks to the ramp with a microphone in hand.]

Nelson: Just when I thought I wouldn't have to put up with Mike Logan tonight, he decides to make his presence known.

Hart: I can't wait to hear what the "Canadian Gigolo" has to say...

[The fans are mercilessly booing Mike Logan as he tries to speak. He pauses for a moment before he sneers at the crowd while speaking.]

Mike Logan: Thank you all for the wonderful support, you're a beautiful audience!

[The crowd boos even louder as Logan cups his hand to his ears to encourage the boos.]

Mike Logan: Last week, if you cWo fans aren't too drunk to remember what I did... I called out everybody's favorite charity-case in Sean Pason...

The fans cheer at the mention of Pason's name with Logan shaking his head.

Mike Logan: Figures that losers always flock to their own kind, now doesn't it?

The fans boo even louder at this point.

Mike Logan: As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, I laid down a challenge at our next pay-per-view for that mental-midget and I told him I wanted an answer tonight! Well, the "Loga-Conda" has been waiting hand and foot on Pason all night and still heard nothing. So I'm gonna count to ten and if Pason doesn't get out here, then that proves he's truly afraid of me.

[The fans boo even louder at this point.]

Mike Logan: Ten... Nine... Eight... Seven...

[The fans start to chant "LO-GAN SUCKS! LO-GAN SUCKS!" as Mike stops his counting and glares at the fans.]

Mike Logan: I don't suck... I eat, mm-kay?

[The fans continue to boo even louder.]

Mike Logan: Six... Five... Four...

[Logan pauses again.]

Mike Logan: Last chance, Sean...

[Logan resumes his count.]

Mike Logan: Three... Two... One

Nelson: I can’t believe Sean Pason didn’t come out.

Hart: I can. We finally got the answer; Sean Pason is scared of Mike Logan.

Mike Logan: Pason is you can't even face me man to man to accept my challenge. Why don't you just hand me the U.S. Title since you don't have it in you to face me again.

Nelson: Mike Logan and everyone else in this arena can’t believe that someone like Sean Pason wouldn’t come out and face Logan after being called out. Wait I’m getting word from the back that Sean Pason is no-where to be seen. There's got to be more to this story.

Hart: Like what? He is just afraid of being shown up by a real man.

Nelson: Folks we will be right back after these messages and maybe we’ll find out what happened to Sean Pason when he gets back.

[Thaddeus Walker sits on the trainer's table. The trainer finishes putting stitches in his forehead. He looks blank eyed as he talks to CB.]

Walker: I feel strange.

CB: You've got a concussion, CB! And he gashed your head something feirce.

Walker: Is.. is this real life?

CB: Sure is, TW.

Walker: I can't see anything....

CB: Yes you can.

["the Maple leaf rag" softly plays. CB reaches into his pocket puts a bluetooth earpeice in his ear.]

CB: TJ! Yeah, I'm hear with him.

Walker: Are you talking to God?

CB: I'm not talking to anyone, relax.

Walker: What's in your ear?

CB: Ain't nothin' in there but wax, TW. BRB

Walker: What?

CB: Be right back. Hang tight.

[CB walks away, leaving the woozy Thaddeus alone with the medic, but his voice can still be heard echoing in the hallway]

CB: LMAO IMHO

[The scene cuts back to Robbie who is laughing and Joel who looks confused.]

Nelson: Apparently the plot thickens as Thaddeus’s associates are seemingly revealing what time period they are really from. I hope Thaddeus doesn’t find out.

Hart: I do. Maybe he’ll come join us in the year 2009.

Nelson: While he might not be politically correct at all times, I think we might all like Thaddeus the way he is.

Hart: You know who I like the way they are?

Nelson: Who?

Hart: Lou Rictor! That boy impressed me out here earlier and I think he is going to do it again as he faces the winless Dade Davis.

Nelson: That remains to be seen Robbie. But Dade does seem to be at a cross roads currently as we saw with Chris Michaels earlier. Let’s see if he can turn it around against the so far successful Lou Rictor

Work it, make it, do it, Makes us harder, better, faster, stronger!

[The electronic voice rings of the speakers as all the lights dim down in the Arena. Dark Purple spotlights shine down on the center of the stage as "Stronger" by Kanye West begins to kick into full gear.]

[Slowly up from the center stage, a coming up through a bit of smoke, wearing a pair of glow in the dark "Shutter Shades" and a black sport jacket with flashing LED lines across the chest and arms. "The Original" Lou V Rictor, stands center stage after rising up slowly through the smoke.]

Now that don't kill me,Can only make me stronger.I need you to hurry up now'Cause I can't wait much longer.

[He begins to walk down the ramp, slapping some fans hands before rolling under the bottom rope, he hops up and walks around the ring alittle. He pulls off his coat and hangs it on the ring ropes, now only in a black muscle shirt with "Stronger" written in graffiti looking text.]

[He takes off his shades and tosses them into the crowd, looking Johnson up and down, a grin plastered across his face]

Dixon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, "The Original" Lou V. Riiiiiiicttooooor!

[The lights dim in the arena as ?Can?t Be Saved? by Senses Fail hits and red smoke engulfs the entranceway just before Dade Davis appears in front of the crowd, his arm still wrapped from a puncture wound suffered at the hands of Heretic. Davis bites his lower lip as the crowd meets him with a very mixed reaction. Davis enters the ring nonchalantly, as if he doesn't even care to be there after his interaction with Chris Michaels early in the night.]

Dixon: And his opponent, he is from Boston, Massachusetts?.?The Franchise? Daaaaade Daaaaviiisss!

DING DING DING

[Rictor insists on a lockup and Davis nonchalantly accepts. The two lock elbows and Dade shoves Rictor to the mat. The newcomer quickly hops up.]

Nelson: Davis obviously not taking the undefeated Rictor seriously.

Hart: It should be the other way with how Dade's been performing lately.

[They lock up again and Dade responds by again shoving Rictor to the mat. Lou V. pops up again incensed at Davis' behavior and lunges at Davis with a forearm smash. Davis holds his eye as he reacts with surprise at the contact.]

Nelson: Davis taken aback there and here comes Rictor off the far rope with another forearm and down goes The Franchise!

Hart: Lou V. isn't playing around with these bigger opponents.

Nelson: Davis up in time to get met with a textbook arm drag from Rictor.

[As Davis gets up, he gets dropped again with a dropkick and nailed quickly on the ground with a knee to the face. Rictor then heads to the top rope.]

Nelson: Big risk for Rictor! Will it be a big reward?

Hart: I doubt it, Davis is up.

Nelson: And look at Davis, arguing with the official as if he did anything!

Hart: He let Rictor hit him!

Nelson: Hardly an offense. And meanwhile, Dade Davis is paying no attention to Rictor up top behind him.

[Davis turns around just as Rictor flys off the top rope and catches the flying 'Original.' As he does, he throws Rictor down with somewhat of a sideslam. Davis then looks back at the referee with his hands on his hips and shakes his head. Davis then puts his head down and rolls out of the ring. With his head still down and his hands back on his hips, he slowly walks up the entrance way.]

Nelson: What is he doing Robbie?

Hart: Why the hell would you ask me?

ONE

TWO

Nelson: Well you have known Dade a lot longer than I have. I don't understand this behavior.

Hart: Maybe he's being like his old buddy Chris? QUITTER!!

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

Nelson: Rictor moving back up and he looks baffled.

SIX

SEVEN

Nelson: The days look grimmer for cWo all of the time.

[Davis stops at the entrance and looks back briefly at Rictor before walking backstage.]

EIGHT

NINE

TEN

DING DING DING

Dixon: Here is your winner via countout, "The Original" Lou V. Rictor.

[Rictor shrugs as his hand is raised and then smiles.]

Nelson: Well a win is a win as Rictor stays perfect and Davis stays winless. But I sure don't understand it.

Hart: Bah.

Nelson: Always ones with the words aren’t you Robbie? Stay tuned after these words for our U.S title match.

[Devon Dice is talking in a hallway in the back talking with Jason Duran.]

Devon Dice: Do you believe this guy? Saying he's not the one to blame?

Jason Duran: Yeah, I heard him, he probably really believes it.

Devon Dice: He needs to take responsibility for his actions, Tiffany Tolberg's in the hospital and it's not his fault? Give me a break, that's like saying I pulled the trigger, but it wasn't my fault I killed the man, it was his destiny. Blah blah blah!! Give me a pen! I'm going to teach him a lesson!

[Duran hands him a pen and Dice storms off down the hall. He gets to the ChED's locker room and kicks the door and it busts open. Duran yells down the hall.]

Duran: What are you doing!? Are you crazy or something?

[Dice begins rifling through his room and finds a box of cigars next to a large bottle of Johnny Walker Blue Label.]

Dice: Oh yes!!!

[Dice takes the pen and writes on his wall, it reads "Cowerd." He grabs the cigars and bottle of scotch and leaves the room.]

Dice: Take this you coward!

[He opens the box of cigars, removes a refillable steel zippo style lighter, tosses the cigar box on the ground, opens the Johnny Walker and pours it's entire contents onto the box. He sparks the lighter and tosses it onto the scotch doused cigars causing a small fire.]

Dice: That ought to teach him!

Duran: You have serious problems.

[Dice ignores Duran and walks off down the hall.]

Get Some Rest

[Once more, the cameras cut backstage to Chazz Mendel being looked at by a medical trainer. The trainer finishes taping Chazz's ribs, and starts on Chazz's head. Mendel puts a hand up and stops him immediately.]

Mendel: Get away from me with that... God...

[From up behind him, Johnny Serious comes walking up to Chazz, offering a friendly pat on the back. Chazz winces in pain from it.]

Serious: Oooh, sorry about that, Chazz. You alright?

[Chazz nods.]

Mendel: Yeah, Johnny, I'm fine.

[Johnny looks at Chazz's taped ribs, and sees a bit of a bruise not quite covered.]

Serious: You sure? You're not looking too good.

Mendel: I said, "I'M FINE."

[Chazz hops off the table and grabs his t-shirt, putting it on gingerly.]

Mendel: So let's get SERIOUS, right?

[Johnny looks at him very concerned, and shakes his head "no."]

Serious: Oh no! Not you. You need to go home, and get some SERIOUS rest. I've got a whole locker room full of guys just waiting to get their hands on Omega. You have to take it easy tonight, my friend.

[Chazz gets in Johnny Serious' face.]

Mendel: Friend? A real friend would let me go out there and let me handle my business! I've had people telling me to take it easy all night. I don't want to, nor will I ever! If Nick Dangerous is in the ring, you better believe that Chazz Mendel will be right behind him! Out of the way!

[Chazz bumps Serious' shoulder with his own as he walks passed him. Serious watches him go, the same look of concern on his face as the cameras cut back to Joel and Robbie.]

Hart: He isn’t the hero everyone thought he was, now is he?

Nelson: On the contrary, I think Chazz’s “never back down” attitude is making him even more so one of the good guys. But you have to commend Serious for looking out for his partner’s best interest.
Hart: And what does Mendel do? He stubbornly insists on going into battle with the massive Omega alliance. It’s dumb.

Nelson: It also brave and I think that is what we need around this time.

U.S Title Match
Sean Pason (c) Vs. Brother Shabazz
Nelson: Coming up next is supposed to be Brother Shabazz versus Sean Pason for the CWO Championship but who knows is Sean Pason is here.

Hart: Of course he’s not. Mike Logan demanded Pason to come out and accept his challenge for a rematch. Either Sean Pason is scared to face Logan again or he knows that he shouldn’t even be in this arena.

Nelson: Well we wont have to wait long to find out as we send it to Donna Dixon

Dixon: The following contest is set for one fall and is for the CWO United States Championship. Introducing first to the ring the challenger, weighing in at two-hundred and five pounds from New Haven, Connecticut… Brother Shabazz…

Triumph" by the Wu Tang Clan begins to play as Brother Shabazz makes his way towards the ring.

Dixon: And his opponent, weighing in at two-hundred and ten pounds from Charlotte, North Carolina. He is the CWO United States Champion…Sean Pason…

[The lights begin to dim as the intro to “Calm like a Bomb” begins playing in the background. ]

Hart: Where is he?

Nelson: I can’t believe it did Sean Pason actually skipping this match.

Hart: I told you Sean Pason is scared.

[Suddenly lights begin to flicker off and on as Sean Pason slowly walks out to the entrance ramp. Sean Pason wearing bring on the punishment t-shirt, stops and moves his head to the beat of the song and raises the U.S. Title in the air. Pason then continues towards the ring. Pason slaps a couple of the fans hands that are trying to reach out to him. Sean slowly enters into the ring as his entrance song ends. Sean takes the sweatshirt off throwing it into the crowd and immediately gets into the face of Brother Shabazz.]

Nelson- Did you see the look on Sean Pason’s face. He is completely confronting Brother Shabazz.

Hart: Looks like someone’s a little late, and what is he telling Brother Shabazz.

Nelson: Whatever it is Brother Shabazz doesn’t look to be interested in anything Pason is telling him.

[Sean Pason still talking to Brother Shabazz as Shabazz shrugs Pason off of him shouting at Aaron Blake to ring the bell. As Brother Shabazz turns his attention to Aaron Blake, Sean Pason tackles Brother Shabazz to the turnbuckle.]

Nelson: Sean Pason runs straight at Brother Shabazz after Brother Shabazz refuses to listen to Pason. Brother Shabazz is fighting back nailing Pason with a couple forearm shots to the face. Brother Shabazz repeating to hit Sean Pason with forearm shots, Brother Shabazz leans back and springs off with a lunging hit to the face of Pason.

[Brother Shabazz grabs Pason by his neck but Pason shoulder blocks Brother Shabazz and sends Brother Shabazz into the corner turnbuckle. Sean Pason then begins delivering knees to the midsection of Brother Shabazz as referee Aarron Blake begins a five count]

Hart: What cheap shots Sean Pason is doing on Brother Shabazz, he should be disqualified.

Nelson: Sean Pason is following the rules and he is using all of the five count as referee Aaron Blake is warning Sean Pason.

[Sean Pason drop toe-hold’s Brother Shabazz sending Shabazz hard onto the mat. Sean Pason then drops his knee on the back of Brother Shabazz. Pason grabs Brother Shabazz and whips him to the ropes Pason goes for a spinning kick but Brother Shabazz ducks and springs off nailing Pason with a huge running clothesline. Pason flies in the air for moment and fall hard onto the mat, Pason quickly rolls out of the ring.]

Nelson: Brother Shabazz is not holding back as he is giving a fight to Sean Pason. Pason doesn’t seem to be in this match as he is looks completely frustrated.

Hart: Pason is just showing that he doesn’t deserve to be champion.

[Brother Shabazz tries to grab Pason to bring him back into the ring. Pason grabs Shabazz legs tripping him and drags him to the outside. Pason delivers a couple leg shots on Brother Shabazz. Pason then grabs Shabazz by the head and slams Shabazz into the guardrail.]

Nelson: Sean Pason is showing a little aggression outside the ring as he just slammed Shabazz hard into the guardrail and he doesn’t seem to be done as lift Shabazz up and slams him again head first into the rail.

Hart: Sean Pason can be such a dirty wrestler his tactics just disgrace wrestling sometimes.

[Sean Pason grabs Brother Shabazz and brings him back into the ring before Aaron Blake makes a ten count. Sean Pason whips Shabazz to the ropes but Shabazz out of desperation counters and whips Pason into the ropes. Brother Shabazz delivers a belly to back suplex on Sean Pason sending Pason crashing hard onto the mat. Brother goes for the cover.]

One…

Two…

Nelson: Sean Pason gets a shoulder up; Brother Shabazz has a look of disappointment on his face as he just saw the U.S. Title in his grasps

[Brother Shabazz taunts to the crowd as he picks up Sean Pason and sets him up top of the turnbuckle.]

Nelson: It looks like Brother Shabazz is going for the second story drop, but Sean Pason is fighting out of it as Brother Shabazz stumbles back.

[Sean Pason falls and lands on his feet as furious look appear on his face. Pason yells and tackles Brother Shabazz onto the mat. Pason begins delivering punches to the face of Brother Shabazz as referee Aaron Black warns Pason about the punches. Brother Shabazz tries to block the punches but Sean Pason moves around and mounts Brother Shabazz. Sean Pason then begins nailing Brother Shabazz with punches and elbow shots.]

Nelson: Aaron Blake is giving Sean Pason a final warning on the shots but Sean Pason doesn’t seem to care as Brother Shabazz is taking shot after shot. Brother Shabazz looks to be in a world of trouble.

Hart: Sean Pason is losing it!

Nelson: Aaron Blake has no choice as he is calling for the bell. Sean Pason doesn’t seem to be happy about it as he is walking straight over to Aaron Blake.

[Aaron Blake intimated by Sean Pason is frantically trying to explain Sean Pason as Brother Shabazz is groggly on one knee. ]

Dixon: Ladies and Gentlemen due to a disqualification the winner of this match is Brother Shabazz.

[Sean Pason emotionally pushes Arron Blake to the side and lifts up Brother Shabazz slamming Brother Shabazz onto the mat with a Death Valley driver]

Nelson: Pason has lost control as he just nailed Brother Shabazz with Redemption. Pason is asking for a mic.

[Pason breathing hard grabs the mic and begins to speak]

Pason: Now everyone probably is wondering what the hell just happen. Well I told Brother Shabazz that I would give him a future title shot is he left the ring and let me say what’s on my mind. But instead of doing that Brother Shabazz wanted a fight and he got one. Now Logan, you want to call me out, you want to call out all of the shots and make all of the rules. I don’t think so! You don’t call me out and think I’m just going to be intimidated by you and just give you another rematch. No since you didn’t have to request a rematch since I already made set that I wasn’t finish beating your punk a** yet. So it doesn’t matter if I won our match last month and it doesn’t matter if you whores come out to save. Come Cyberslam I am going to hurt you, I am going to break you apart, because right now I am fed up with the bs around here. Mike you are blocking me from doing what I set up to do when I came back to cwo. So Cyberslam you better be ready for a fight because it will be EXTREME!

[Sean Pason drops the mic as he exits the ring]

Nelson: Wow! It sounds like we have another title match scheduled for Cyberslam and this time it is for the U.S title.

Hart: The prestigious U.S title that Mike Logan will soon.

Nelson: Well, one of those things is true. The other remains to be seen. You know what else remains to be seen is how Evette is going to recover from her loss to McGavin at Roll of the Dice. It appears our cameras has caught up with her.

Bookhead
[Backstage, Evette is talking on her cell phone.]

Evette: I know… First I get cheated out of my title and then that cow of a woman, Chastity McGavin steals my title shot at Cyberslam. I have no idea how Tony Awesome and the other jealous women of cWo can hold me back.

[Evette listens intently for a few seconds then answers.]

Evette: I know! I think I need…

[Suddenly, somebody runs into her knocking her down. On the floor she looks very upset.]

Evette: I think I broke a nail… you…

[She looks up to see Natalie Mercer knocked her down but also fell to the ground too. Evette gets back up as does Mercer who picks up the book she dropped.]

Evette: Sorry, I got to go teach this, this TRAMP a lesson.

[She hangs up the phone and turns to Mercer.]

Evette: Who do you think you are? Better yet, do you KNOW who I am?

Mercer: I’m so sorry, I was just doing some training for Thaddeus by walking around with these books on my head…

Evette: I don’t care what you are doing. Do you know how much a nail job like this costs? Of course not, you spent your whole life buying Lee's Press on Nails. I demand an apology!

Mercer: I just gave you one.

Evette; i don't care for that sorry. I want you to offer me something to make things right.

Mercer: No way! Stop spending so much money on your nails and maybe you would perform better in the ring!

Evette; I ought to...

[Evette gets in Mercer’s face but Natalie doesn’t back down.]

Mercer: You ought to what? I might have a losing streak… but unlike you, I haven’t LOST anything.

Evette: I didn’t lose anything. I was cheated.

[Mercer rolls her eyes.]

Mercer: You know what? I haven’t won a match in my career period, but I don’t go making excuses for it. I just take my losses and try to improve my game. You…

[Mercer begins to place the book back on her head.]

Mercer: You just wine and cry about being cheated all the time. I’d rather be a loser who gives her all than a winner who hasn’t earned anything she ever got.

[Natalie walks away from enrage Evette very slowly balancing the book on her head.]

Not Backing Down
[The camera cuts backstage where Muru is seen sitting on a bench in the locker room. Even though he doesn’t have a match tonight he is dressed to compete and is lacing up his books. The look on his face says it all]

Muru: Bastard…

[The door to the locker room opens and Mic Benson walks in holding a microphone. Muru jumps to his feet wondering if it is Jacob Baxter or some other member of Omega ready to attack. He comes face to face with the ring announcer]

Muru: Mic…

Benson: Muru…

[There is still some tension between the two]

Muru: I almost took you head off. You shouldn’t go sneaking around.

Benson: Wouldn’t want to find myself on the wrong side of a steel chair now would I?

Muru: That was an accident. What are you doing here anyway?

Benson: I am here to interview you. Get your thoughts on what Jacob Baxter had to say.

Muru: My thoughts on Jacob Baxter are simple. He is and always has been a coward. The guy attacks people when they are down and then thinks he is some sort of hitman. If he was as tough as he likes to say he is he would come at someone head on. But that isn’t going to happen. He is content with the way he does business, but it will bite him in the end. He may have beaten me at Roll of the Dice but it eats him up inside that I am still standing.

Benson: That is why he has promised to finish the job.

Muru: Greater men then him have tried. Heretic tried to break me and end my career and here I am still standing. Jacob Baxter is no Heretic, and I don’t think he realized just how badly he is being used. Baxter is nothing but a pawn and he needs to open his eyes. He is in Omega with the World champion and two former champs. He might think everyone in cWo is only concerned about their spots. But I guarantee that Omega runs the same damn way.

Benson: So are you going to get in the ring with him again?

[Muru turns to the camera this time speaking to Baxter directly]

Muru: Baxter you can run your mouth and call me out on whatever you want. All you do is come across as is bitter. You failed plain and simple and now you want a second chance? That is fine with me. I am not afraid of you or Omega. You can question the unity of cWo all you want but soon Omega will be taken out once and for all. You just name the time and place and you can be the first one. Just know that I am ready for you. So hide in the shadows and attack me from behind as much as you want. You don’t need to worry about me because I am more then happy waiting.

[With that Muru leaves the locker room and the camera cuts to the announce table]

Nelson: Looks like Muru is more the willing to step in the ring with Baxter again. But who knows Baxter even plans on finishing Muru in an actual match Robbie.

Hart: As long as he gets the job done, does it matter?

Nelson: We do have an actual match coming up Robbie and it is the debut of…

Hart: The less talented brother of Nick Dangerous.

Nelson: Zach Dangerous and he will be going up against ring veteran Mr. Rich

[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 money with Mr Rich's face on it.]

Hart: It is very safe to say that Mr. Rich has no reason to be worried tonight! He is facing a man who is cashing in on his famous last name.

Nelson: While I do give Mr. Rich credit for being an accomplished athlete, do NOT underestimate Zach Dangerous. Like you said, he does come from a famous family. You have to think those genes passed over to him.

[“We’re in this together” by Nine Inc Nails hits the P.A as Zach Dangerous comes out to a fairly good reaction for his debut. He slaps hands of some of the fans and then hops into the ring.]

Nelson: Zach Dangerous looks fresh and ready to go now. And I think it is safe to say that the fans are hoping that this new comer pulls an upset on Mr. Rich.

Hart: I really don’t see that happening. Mr. Rich is an accomplished athlete. He is a former U.S title contender and is married to a former women’s champion.

Nelson: How is any of that accomplishments.

Hart: I’d be pretty content with that!

Nelson: Well, you can be quiet now because this match is officially underway.

DING DING DING

Nelson: The match begins as the two men strategically circle the ring. Rich and Zach lock collars as theypound their feet on the mat like two bulls. Rich looks fired up after a win from
last week, while Zach seems fresh, making his debut tonight.

Hart: Yes, but Mr. Rich has years of experience.

[Zach is pushed into the corner, overpowered by the strength of his elder. Rich
sees the open chest on Zach, and drops the palm down on his heart. The
crowd responds appropriately. Another one has Zach gasping for air early in
this match.]

Nelson: Rich has Zach in the center, where he wants him now. Another chop to the chest,
only back-handed this time. Rich gets a takedown on Zach. He went fora figure-four, but Zach gets the boot to the lower-back.

Hart: I told you that his ring savy is too much for the weaker version of Nick Dangerous..

Nelson: Both men are back to their feet now. Rich has come off as the more powerful man in the early going of this match. Hopefully Zach can shake off the apparent built-up ring rust. Zach's kick to the thigh has Rich slanted. Another kick has him stumbling to the ropes. Zach irish whips Rich to the other side, hits the ropes perpendicular to Rich and catches him on the side of the head with a diving lariat.

[The move dazed Rich as he lays on the mat shoulder-first.]

Nelson: Zach plays the crowd, now showing a sign of strength. Rich is back up, Zach sends him again into the ropes, after a knee to the jaw. He goes to flip Rich over his head, but Rich holds a stable base. Rich has Zach lifted up on his shoulders now. But Zach starts to throw punches to the face of Rich, smothering the legend with his desperate attempt to escape.

Hart: So you do admit that Mr. Rich is a legend then?

Nelson: Probably in his own mind.

[Rich falls back, and Zach lands on his chest seat-first. ]

ONE

TWO

[Zach kicks out!]

Nelson: Zach charges after Rich and hits a clothesline. He follows up with a standing drop kick. The kick from 6 feet up has Rich rolling out of the ring. Rich is now livid on the outside, pounding his fists on the steel barricade. Rich has lost focus, but out of no where Zach flies out of the ring and tackles Mr. Rich into the steel guardian.

Hart: NO! That was an unfair use of his age. He needs to play fair because Mr. Rich is much more older and wiser.

Nelson: Zach shows his love for all parts of the ring now, throwing Rich into the steel steps. He stalks Rich and charges him with a body splash into the ring post, crushing the spine of his snobby ass. The only thing coming out of Rich now is an agonizing tune, which the fans enjoy hearing.

[Zach tosses Rich in the ring before the referee can even reach 8...]

Nelson: Rich is on his hands and knees, showing favoritism to his hurt back. Zach takes the hint and drops forearms into the hurt area. He lifts Rich up to his chin, and drops him back-first over his knee. Zach is already in position, so he hooks the leg. The ref is coming down with 3, but Rich turns out of it before his hand hits the mat.

Hart: Thank God! I’d hate to see Zach beat Mr. Rich in his first match. He doesn’t deserve it.

Nelson: Zach is now trying to bring Rich to his feet, but Rich stubbornly holds himself down to the mat. He's holding Zach's boot now, to keep him from being pulled up. Zach urges the referee to do his job, but gets a low-blow from Rich. The distraction was long enough for Rich to hit a quick cheap shot.

Hart: I don’t think cheap shot is the right word. How about “taking advantage of a situation?”

Nelson: Rich trips Zach, and crawls over him to apply an illegal choke. The referee pulls Rich off after moments of strangling Zach. Rich removes Zach's knee pad and applies kicks to the side of the knee. Rich takes the hurt leg, and he now applies a one-leg boston crab.

Hart; He's trying to hurt the knee the same way Zach did to his back earlier on.

Nelson: Zach is crawling inch-by-inch now, to reach the ropes. Rich is trying his hardest to hold him, even with a hurt back, but Zach is slowly getting closer to freedom. Rich is pulling back on the leg, really stretching out the knee and thigh as he notices Zach begin to get close.

[FINALLY Zach has the ropes, and it's time for Rich to let go...]

Nelson: Rich drags Zach back into the center of the ring, takes the same leg he's been working on, and steps over it and applies pressure to twist the leg apart. Zach has no where to go, and is unable to move his body to the ropes. He does the only thing he can do, which is kicking Rich in the back. The kicks aren't the sharpest or nicest sounding, but they leave a nasty red mark on Rich.

Hart: Evette won’t like that. She doesn’t like smudges!

[Zach rolls to one knee as Rich releases the leg, and throws punches to the back. He gets to both feet, goes behind Rich and hits a back suplex. Zach connects with a running knee to Rich's back. Rich rests with his hands on the top turnbuckle. Zach hits another splash, this time with his back-end first. Rich is in a lot of pain now.]

Nelson: Rich wobbles to the center where Zach waits. Zach lifts him up and drops him with a side slam. Zach is stalking Rich now, waiting for him to stand up.

[Rich has a dizzy motion to his head, as Zach creeps behind him. Zach goes for it and locks in a sleeper hold on Rich. Rich is surprised by it and grasps the air for something to hold on to. ]

Nelson: Rich finally has his sights on the turnbuckle. He pushes off with one foot and lands hard on top of Zach, loosening up the hold.

Hart: Finally!

Nelson: Rich quickly rolls over, and throws elbows into the temple of Zach Dangerous. He sits on the top rope now as Zach lays 6 feet ahead of him, hurt. Rich removes his elbow pad and proceeds to drop the bare elbow onto Zach's head. Rich covers Zach with his forearm pressed against the side of the face.

ONE

TWO

THREE

Nelson: Rich decides it's time to bring out the big moves, as he brings Zach to his feet, with his upper body bent at the waist. Rich tucks Zach's head in between his thighs and lifts him up in the vertical holding position. Zach's head is about 2 seconds from hitting the mat. Rich is about to drop him, but Zach pulls himself up and reverses it into a hurricanronna! Zach lands on Rich's chest and interlocks his arms with Rich's legs and leans forward.

ONE

TWO

Nelson: but Rich reverses the roll up. Rich may have him.

ONE

TWO

Nelson: Zach rolls out of it, reaches under the legs of Rich and rolls him forward for

ONE

TWO

Nelson: Zach goes behind Rich for a wait lock, Rich blocks it, and goes around Zach to do the
same. Zach throws an elbow behind him, but Rich ducks down, and low blows Zach for the second time. Zach falls down to his knees as Rich gets back up, but Rich has left himself exposed, and Zach counters Rich with a headbutt to the groin! Both men are down on their knee's facing eachother now.

Hart: Mr. Rich is just trying to go down to Zach’s level: on his knees.

[Rich spits in the face of Zach, Zach slaps Rich across his. Rich puts a thumb to the eye of Zach. Zach holds his eye, and smacks Rich on the ear with his other hand. ]

Nelson: Both men are back up to their standing position. Rich kicks Zach in the shin and delivers a chop to the chest. Zach shakes it off and returns one back to Rich. Rich trips Zach by the leg, and he quickly puts the figure-four leg lock into motion. He goes to pick up the other leg, but Zach puts a boot to the face. Rich falls back into the ropes.

Hart: Stay there Rich! Stay there!

Nelson: Zach gets up as Rich comes forward. Zach goes for a perfectly thrown superkick, but Rich ducks it. Rich tries to slap a russian suplex on Zach, but Zach reverses into a small package.

ONE

TWO

THREE

Nelson: Late kick out! Rich didn't move in time, the referee has made the 3 count. Zach won by a hair.

DING DING DING

Dixon: Here is your winner: Zach Dangerous.

Hart: The ref is screwy!

Nelson: Shut up Hart. The ref made the right count! Great showing from a debuting Zach Dangerous. You have to believe that Nick has been giving him full attention.

Hart: I don’t believe that.

Nelson: He said last week that he's in cWo for one goal, and that's to get his hands on his brother, who will be in action in tonight's main event, stay tuned folks!

[Zach celebrates on the rampway as Mr. Rich looks on very upset with what just occurred.]

Nelson: We go from one Dangerous to another. Next up is our main event, so please stay tuned!

[Cameras follow Mr. Rich, worn out and disappointed following his bout with Zach Dangerous. Suddenly he finds himself face to face with all members of Omega staring him down. Rich quickly looks a bit nervous, looking on at the group unknowing what's about to come next. Rich takes a deep gulp as he then closes his eyes. Heretic and company then continue their stride, walking past Mr. Rich. With his eyes still closed, a familiar voice is heard.]

Voice: Mr. Rich! Mr. Rich!

[Rich opens his eyes, and rolls them as he is face to face with Giant Maxx.]

Mr. Rich: What do you want, Radio?

Giant Maxx: Can ah please work as yer intern thar, Mr. Rich? Pretty pretty please? Ah'd make a real good intern.

[We can hear "Cowboys From Hell" hit the PA system in the background as the conversation continues.]

Mr. Rich: I told you, I don't need any interns. You don't WANT to be my intern

Giant Maxx; Oh yes-sir, yes-sir, ah shore do!

Mr. Rich: *sigh*...

[Rich looks like he's reached inspiration as he smirks and responds.]

Mr. Rich: Well, you're in luck!

Giant Maxx: Really?

Mr. Rich: Yeah! You have a match and it's coming up next, a...a battle royal!

Giant Maxx: Oh boy! A battle royal?

Mr. Rich: If you can throw all your opponents over the top rope in your match, you can be my intern. Forever!

Giant Maxx: Forever!?

Mr. Rich: Forever and ever!

Giant Maxx: Oh boy!

Mr. Rich: Now get out there and give 'em hell!

[Cameras quickly transition back to ringside where we see all members of Omega currently inside the ring, along with referee Johnny Williams and Mic Benson.]

Nelson: I don't like what I just heard Robbie.

Hart: Yeah I don't remember any battle royals being in the books tonight.

Nelson: We're ready for tonight's main event but...

[A determined looking Giant Maxx emerges from the entrance way.]

Nelson: Aw now I don't like this a bit.

Hart: I don't think this is a good idea!

Nelson: Of course it's not a good idea, it's Mr. Rich's idea.

[Omega take an interest in the arrival of Giant Maxx, who enthusiastically approaches the ring with a jump in his step.]

Nelson: Someone has to tell this poor guy that there's no battle royal here!

[Suddenly Barrett Hawk comes rushing down the entrance way out of concern for his friend Maxx.]

Hart: Well ask and you shall recieve, Joel.

[Maxx gets in the ring, as Omega still watches curiously while Hawk slides into the ring and inaudibly gestures a plea to Giant Maxx to stop.]

Hart: Barrett Hawk better get Maxx and himself out of there, it's only a matter of time before Omega gets impatient!

[Suddenly, more men come out from the entrance way, Chris Michaels, Devon Dice, Muru, Johnny Serious, and Chazz Mendel.]

Nelson: Wait a minute.

Hart: We're getting a packed house now!

Nelson: This is quickly becoming a volatile situation.

[Giant Maxx out of nowhere grabs Hawk by the head and tosses him over the top rope, drawing some ire from the crowd.]

Hart: What the!

[Maxx then turns around, rushing after Omega. He hits a shoulder tackles Dangerous and Heretic, who are sent backwards into Baxter, Phillips and Dalmon.]

Hart: He's taking on the mob!

[Giant Maxx then grabs Dangerous by the head and sends him out over the top rope.]

Hart: Look at this!

[Fans become unglued as Giant Maxx then clotheslines Heretic over the top, when the backup enters the ring as well.]

Nelson: And the World Champion is out!

Hart: It's not an actual match Joel!

[Maxx hiptosses a charging Andrew Phillips over the top, while Muru and Devon Dice both simultaneously clothesline Jacob Baxter and Chandler Edsel Dalmon to the outside.]

Nelson: All of Omega have just been "eliminated" over the top rope and right in front of us!

Hart: You're just as bonkers as Giant Maxx now!

[Out of control, Giant Maxx grabs Muru and Devon Dice by the head, and charge the opposite ropes and toss them over the top.

Hart: Can anyone get simple Simon out of here?

[Johnny Serious and Chris Michaels attempt to restrain Maxx by the arms while Chazz Mendel jumps on his back. Maxx swings his upper body forward, hurling Chazz Mendel over the top.]

Nelson: What strength from Giant Maxx!

[With all his might, using both arms Maxx flings Michaels and Serious out of the ring as well.]

Hart: Wait, what the hell is going on here!

Nelson: I'm not sure Giant Maxx is gonna let our actual main event begin tonight!

[Barrett Hawk again gets back in the ring, wrapping his arms around Maxx's body to keep him restrained. Maxx becomes a man possessed as he breaks out and turns to Hawk, and immediately hoists him up for a gorilla press slam.]

Nelson: No no no no no! What is he doing!

Hart: It's his hidden retard strength!

Nelson: Robbie!

[A worried Mendel, Serious, Michaels, Dice and Muru plead with Maxx to stop from the outside of the ring.]

Nelson: Nooooo!

[Maxx tosses Hawk with wreckless abandon as the men outside break his fall, the momentum sends them all crashing down. With a giant smile on his face, Maxx holds his arms out and celebrates.]

Hart: Well there, he "won." He's Mr. Rich's secretary now!

Nelson: I can't believe what I saw...

Hart: It's not over yet.

Nelson: No no wait a minute!

[Fans boo as they anticipate the worst when Andrew Phillips enters the ring with a steel chair in hand and frustratedly swings the chair against the side of Giant Maxx's right knee.]

Nelson: NO!

[Phillips shows no remorse as he goes for another swing against the same right leg.]

Nelson: That's enough!

[Hawk rushes in the ring again, as Mendel, Serious, Michaels, Muru and Dice follow after. Hawk hovers over Maxx's body to prevent further harm to him while the rest back him up, face to face with Omega.]

Hart: How do we go to a match after this?

Nelson: I'm being told we're going on our final commercial break as EMTs are rushing to aid Giant Maxx.

[As we return from commercials, cameras see Nick Dangerous and Heretic in their corner, while Omega is settled on the outside of the ring by their side. Meanwhile Chazz Mendel stands at the opposite corner, looking to the apron and outside of the ring as Johnny Serious, Michaels, Dice, and Muru have a heated discussion with him.]

Nelson: We're back folks and the chaos is starting to settle in the ring. Believe it or not our match will be under way in a few short moments, but something's stalling the team of Chazz Mendel and Chris Michaels. My broadcast colleague has actually gone out to see what was going on.

[We then hear a muffling of a headset as the ringside scuffle reaches a moot point, as Johnny Williams calls for the bell.]

DING DING DING

Hart: Who said I don't work hard for my money?

Nelson: What's going on over there Robbie?

Hart: It's exactly what I figured from the get go.

[Meanwhile in the ring, Chazz Mendel stares down a legal Nick Dangerous, when from behind he's tagged out by Johnny Serious.]

Hart: They took note of Chazz's meeting earlier with the doctor. They don't want his situation getting any worse.

Nelson: Then I can see why Johnny Serious tagged himself in to start the match. A little flashback here of Slam in the Sand.

[Fans become anxious as Johnny Serious and Nick Dangerous close in on each other.]

Hart: I'm not sure this is the same Nick Dangerous that Serious fought at Slam in the Sand though.

[Nick goes in for a collar and elbow tie up, but Serious sings a different tune as he kicks Dangerous in the gut.]

Nelson: Johnny Serious kicks this match off at long last!

[Serious overwhelms Dangerous with right hands.]

Nelson: It was only a matter of time until Omega made a victim out of another undeserving individual, now Johnny Serious is delivering payback!

[Nick presses his palm into Serious' face, pushing him backwards, and then follows up with a discus polish hammer.]

Nelson: Dangerous misses the attack. Serious with the shoulder tackle!

[Dangerous is brought down by the force of the shoulder tackle, as he then charges the ropes.]

Nelson: Serious hits the ropes.

[Nick rolls over to his chest, Serious hops over and runs to the opposite set of ropes while Nick makes it to his feet.]

Nelson: Dangerous misses a big boot!

[Serious hits the ropes again, as Nick turns to face him Serious wipes him out with a jumping clothesline.]

Nelson: Serious brings down the Weapon once again!

[Dangerous is downed again as Serious hits a back elbow.]

Hart: He's just letting it all out!

[As Dangerous gets back up, Serious quickly wraps his arm over his head with a headlock.]

Nelson: Headlock applied. You can bring the fight all you want in a heated situation but sometimes you gotta strip it down to the basics. And this is what Serious is doing now.

[Serious wrenches on the headlock, while Nick tries to pry himself out of it.]

Nelson: Serious' eyes are on Heretic.

Hart: They shouldn't be. He should be worried about the man he's in the ring with right now!

[Nick then overpowers Serious, bringing him up and down for a back suplex.]

Hart: See? What'd I tell ya?

[Dangerous then sits by Serious and rubs his forearm against Serious' cheekbone, as Serious begins kicking his legs to the mat in pain.]

Hart: Now Dangerous has the upper hand and the brutality kicks in.

[Nick stands on his knees while Serious attempts to get up, once he makes it to his hands and knees, Nick delivers a falling forearm strike to the side of the head.]

Nelson: Oooh...you got that right. Fingers crossed for Johnny Serious as Nick Dangerous brings him to his feet.

[Nick twists Serious by the arm with an arm wrench, the pain awakens something inside of Serious as he fights back with a left hand to the face, but Nick retalliates by pulling Serious down by the hair with the arm wrench still applied. Serious nips up and reverses the arm wrench with one of his own.]

Nelson: Serious still holding his own.

[Nick pulls Serious towards him by the arm and lifts him up in a spinebuster position. He then charges the turnbuckle, sending Serious' back colliding into the corner, as Dangerous tags Heretic in.]

Hart: Now's a good time to worry about Heretic. And I mean worry.

Nelson: You made comparisons to Jason Vorhees last week and I wouldn't disagree with you there.

[Nick keeps his shoulder pressed into the gut of Johnny Serious, while Heretic begins throwing right handed, close fisted punches to the head repeatedly.]

Nelson: A blatant and expected disregard for the rules on display with those right hands.

[Johnny Williams counts to four, before he physically attempts to restrain Heretic.]

Hart: What is he an idiot?

[Heretic pushes the referee off his feet. Williams gets back to his feet as he dishes out a verbal reprimand for his actions. Nick takes his spot on the apron, as Heretic gets back on the offensive.]

Nelson: Oooh, running forearm from our World Champion.

Hart: Is it appropriate to even call him a World Champion?

Nelson: I don't know Robbie. I just don't know. Look now, Heretic using his teeth, he's biting Johnny Serious!

[Serious lets out a scream of pain, when shortly after, Heretic leaps off of Serious, and gets in the face of Johnny Williams, shouting "COUNT! JOHNNY! COUNT!" when Nick then knocks Serious down onto his stomache with a headbutt from behind.]

Nelson: Johnny Williams having a tough time officiating this match, keeping it under control, and I don't blame him.

[Heretic passes by Williams to resume punishment on Serious, delivering a few kicks to the head and back.]

Hart: This match was out of control before it even started!

Nelson: Far too out of control.

[Heretic gets on his knees next to Serious, picking him up to his knees by the head, before immediately slamming him down face first on the mat.]

Nelson: When Heretic gets in control of a match it's like watching a street mugging.

Hart: We're in Newark, Joel, so it's nothing new.

Nelson: Now's not the best time to joke around. Tensions are running wild in the house tonight.

[Heretic slams Serious face first on the mat again, before planting both hands on the back of Serious' head and pressing his face down on the mat with all his body weight.]

Nelson: Heretic's gonna break Johnny's nose! He packs such a frightening offense!

[Williams again warns Heretic, as Heretic releases the pressure. He then sits Serious up and applies a dragon sleeper.]

Nelson: Dragon sleeper applied.

Hart: As much as he might not want Mendel in this match, the longer this match goes on, the better candidate Chazz Mendel looks to be. This match was a bad idea, Robbie!

[Chris Michaels, Devon Dice, and Muru slap their hands against the canvas, as fans join them in a rally for support.]

Nelson: The silver lining is that the cwo is becoming more and more united as the threat of Omega's become very real.

Hart: That unity didn't help Tiffany Tolberg much, or Giant Maxx just moments ago!

Nelson: Each victim has been an eye opener that's for sure. Hopefully it stops at Giant Maxx.

Hart: Hope might've scored us a black president but I don't think it can save cWo!

[Serious starts lunging his feet towards the ropes, trying to pull Heretic towards them so he get break the hold.]

Nelson: Serious' struggling.

[Serious makes another lunge for the ropes, drawing nearer with each kick.]

Hart: He's gonna get 'em!

Nelson: Chazz Mendel among the many supporting Johnny Serious.

Hart: He's nursing his back and he's not even wrestled yet!

[Serious makes another lunge for the ropes, but before he can reach the ropes, with the dragon sleeper still applied, Heretic begins pounding repeatedly on the chest of Johnny Serious.]

Hart: Oh man. Johnny Serious is getting mauled!

Nelson: He's in a bad way that's for sure.

[Heretic arrogantly walks away from Serious to tag in Nick Dangerous. Dangerous stalks over a barely mobile Johnny Serious, who crawls on his hands and knees, he sees Chazz Mendel hanging his hand over the top rope itching for a tag.]

Nelson: Dangerous stalking his prey.

Hart: Serious just looks worn out!

Nelson: And whatever Nick's got in store for him surely won't remedy that.

[Serious takes notice to Chazz Mendel, as he shakes his head, denying Chazz a tag.]

Hart: Is he an idiot?

[Serious wills himself to his feet, and is knocked back down with a running forearm from Dangerous.]

Hart: You got a guy who's practically begging to take the fall for him, and Serious refuses?

Nelson: Chazz Mendel is working with a bad back, his head's gotta be killing him after that kick last week, Serious probably thinks he's doing him a favor.

Hart: He's not doing himself any favors!

[Nick places Serious' neck on the bottom rope in front of Dice, Muru and Michaels. Dangerous looks at Michaels as he presses his foot against the back of Johnny's neck.]

Nelson: Dangerous looking on at his opponent next week in Chris Michaels.

[Dangerous relinquishes the choke at a four count.]

Hart: I'm sure that'll be like a dream to Michaels. Psh, yeah right.

Nelson: I think you need to put a little faith into our guys.

Hart: Hey I think Michaels is a great guy, he means well, but when you see someone new going to the hospital every week you start to get pretty accustomed to it, tonight it could be Serious, next week it could be Michaels.

[Nick then falls forward with his forearm stuck out, letting gravity take its course as he lands a forearm against the back of Serious' head.]

Nelson: Nick's working at his own comfortable pace.

[Nick paces around Serious for a moment, before quickly attempting to apply his inverted texas cloverleaf.]

Nelson: No not this hold!

[Serious struggles, wriggling his feet left and right before freeing himself, and then kicking Nick once in the chest, and twice in the face, Nick backs off, and turns to face Chazz Mendel, who delivers a forearm to the head.]

Nelson: Chazz Mendel with the assist!

[As Nick turns back to Serious, Serious manages to curl him into a small package pin.]

ONE

Nelson: Could've surprised us there!

[Nick Dangerous gets up, as Serious makes an attempt. Dangerous helps Serious up part way, and delivers a knee lift to the gut, before hoisting him up in a Fireman's Carry lift.]

Hart: Uh oh, time for the Danger Driver!

Nelson: Wait a minute!

[Serious shows a major struggle to get out of the move, which is successful as he lands on his feet behind Dangerous, and hits a reverse DDT.]

Nelson: He's out, and he DDTs the Weapon to the mat!

Hart: He has to bite the bullet and tag Chazz Mendel, Joel!

Nelson: But can he make it?

Hart: Looks like he's going for it!

[Dangerous shakes his head as he sits up, taking notice to a slowly moving Johnny Serious. While sitting he grabs Serious by the foot.]

Nelson: No....no..........yes! He makes the tag!

[Serious kicks out of Nick's grip as an energetic Chazz Mendel makes his way in.]

Nelson: Basement dropkick to Nick Dangerous!

[Chazz dropkicks a seated Dangerous back to the mat, he gets up, still nursing his back, he then delivers a stiff forearm shot to Heretic.]

Hart: He's spreading the wealth!

[Chazz catches up with Nick on the way up, with a front dropkick to the head.]

Hart: Look at him go!

[Chazz begins picking a downed Dangerous up to his feet. He delivers a european uppercut.]

Nelson: Stiff uppercut!

[Nick is backed into the corner, as he then delivers a barrage of forearms into the head of Dangerous, weakening him.]

Hart: He's just letting him have it!

Nelson : For all the terrible things Omega's done, Chazz is trying to make Dangerous regret it with every blow!

[Nick loosens up in the corner, when Chazz then irish whips him into another neutral corner.]

Nelson: Dangerous trapped in the opposite corner!

[Chazz chases after, sandwiching him into the corner with a jumping body splash.]

Nelson: And the splash!

[Chazz backs up again, into the corner, as he charges Dangerous once more with another splash.]

Nelson: And another for good measure!

[After the splash, Chazz keeps his feet on the second turnbuckle, as he prepares the crowd for a series of punches.]

Nelson: Here we go!

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Nelson: NO!

[Nick grabs Mendel by the legs as he takes a few paces forward, and falls back, landing Chazz head first on the top turnbuckle pad.]

Hart: Uh oh.

[Chazz is stunned as he shows obvious signs of dizzyness after the blow to his head.]

Nelson: Nick just hit a soft spot.

[Nick then grabs Chazz by the tights and head, as he sends him shoulder first into the turnbuckle post.]

Nelson: No!

Hart: Maybe Serious was right to keep him out.

[Nick then holds Chazz's shoulder to the post, as he looks to Andrew Phillips, making hand gestures to him to do something.]

Nelson: Oh what is this all about?

[Cameras show Serious shaking his head in disapproval as he starts walking along the apron.]

Hart: Phillips is picking up that chair!

Nelson: The same chair he used to take out Giant Maxx at the legs!

Hart: He's gonna give Chazz permanent brain damage!

[With a smile on his face, Phillips approaches the scene and swings the chair.]

Nelson: Wait a minute!

[Serious grabs the chair before it makes contact with Chazz Mendel.]

Hart: He saved him!

[Serious pulls the chair out of Phillips' grasp, prompting Phillips to get out of harm's way. Serious, on the apron turns to Dangerous.]

Nelson: Lookout!

[Dangerous throws a right hand towards Serious, who dodges it, and rams the chair into Nick's midsection.]

Hart: Yes!

[Nick backs off as he attempts to escape the ring, while Johnny Williams calls for the bell.]

DING DING DING

[Michaels, Dice and Muru then enter the ring, face to face with Dangerous. Dangerous sees no easy way out while Omega exits through the audience. Nick puts up his fists.]

Nelson: There's no way he can fight all four of these men!

[Dangerous turns to Serious, who nails him directly in the head with the chair.]

Hart: Oh my god!

Nelson: He just knocked Dangerous out!

[Dangerous falls down to the mat as Michaels looks down and enjoys the sight. Meanwhile Dice and Muru check on Chazz Mendel, and Serious looks on at Omega, specifically Heretic, who laughs at the scene.]

Nelson: Well at the cost of victory, Johnny Serious has made a statement tonight folks. Is it time that the cWo faithful get their hands dirty for the good of cWo?

Hart: Joel, if they played this one by the books, Serious and Chazz Mendel would be on a stretcher. They gotta play dirty or get out of the game.

Nelson: cWo stands tall in the jaws of defeat. Will Omega find another casualty next week? Or are the numbers starting to catch up on them?

Hart: Numbers don’t mean anything to Omega!

Nelson: I don’t know, things just certainly got out of control. That is it for now folks. Tune into Driven 55 next week to find out what happens next!

[The cWo logo appears on the corner of the screen as Johnny Serious stares down Heretic.]