[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

[Pyro explodes as cameras rush through excited fans in the audience all heavily anticipating tonight's live show. Cameras scan through various fan signs such as “Sixty Minutes is On the Death Clock,” “And Johnny Serious will look down and whisper: yes!,” and then a picture of The ChED with the quote “This world's smartest man means no more to me than does its smartest termite.” The camera pans down to Joel Nelson and Robbie Hart.]

Nelson: Welcome ladies and gentlemen, I am Joel Nelson and this is Robbie Hart. We are only merely two weeks away from the biggest event of the year!

Hart: Yes, it is the Cyberslam season again!

Nelson: It sure is and while we are in turmoil with the faction Omega, you can’t help but feel the energy.

Hart: Yeah, especially when we are going to see Chris Michaels and Muru suffer another defeat to Omega!

Nelson: Don’t be so sure, the cWo have been seeming to form a front against the cWo.

Hart: But will it be enough or will this Cyberslam be our last?

Nelson: I hope not! Also, Zach Dangerous takes on his brother Nick Dangerous, another member of Omega!

Hart: Who does Zach Dangerous think he is jumping into a match with Omega’s WMD?

Nelson: I think he might have more up his sleeve than you think.

[Orange lights fill the arena as U2's ELEVATION plays. A burst of loud cheers from the crowd as Johnny Serious makes way out to the ring in a pair of jeans and a tee shirt that reads LET'S GET SERIOUS with a picture of Serious on the Turnbuckles on it. ]

Nelson: What a way to start off the night!

[Serious enters the ring and grabs a mic as the house lights come on.]

Serious: I am going to make this SERIOUSLY short!

Hart: Thank you, but you've all ready been out here too long!

Serious: I have two things I need to say.

Hart: Let's hope he is retiring.

Nelson: Oh come on!

Hart: A man can dream!

Serious: Over the past several months, we, the cWo, have been playing defense. I myself sat back and waited for Omega to make their attack on me. Well, I've got News for Heretic. Tonight, and for now on, it all changes!

Hart: What does that mean?

Nelson: It means people in tne cWo have had enough, me included!

Serious: With that said, Cyberslam VII, why don't we settle this thing once and for all? Huh...at Cyberslam, why don't you show me to be the leader you say you are and put your title up against me?

[The crowd goes crazy]

Serious: And if you don't have the balls to come out here and give me an answer, don't worry about it. I am sick of waiting for you.

[Serious drops the mic, walks through the ropes and walks towards the entrance ramp backstage]

Nelson: What a way to start the show. Serious makes an official challenge to Heretic. Will Heretic put his title on the line. Serious has gone back there, I assume to look for an answer.

Hart: Johnny must be crazy. He is going to anger the sleeping giant and now Heretic is going to take it out on us!

Nelson: This is already shaping up to be an eventful night and we’ll be right back with our first match of the night.

[commercial]

Nelson: Welcome back, we are ready for some Women’s action tonight. Talk about a division that has been on fire as of late.

Hart: Lead by the likes of Evette and Mad Maddie!

Nelson: Sorry, try the likes of Chastity McGavin and Jen Diamond who are going to create history at Cyberslam in the first ever Women’s Ironman match.

Hart: I’m not even sure what to say, I never thought I’d see the day where the women would get such a competitive match.

Nelson: And it is not just Chastity and Diamond but it is the ladies we are about to see get it on: Lana Lexington and Bellatrix Drake.

Donna Dixon: The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusetts, here is LAANAAA LEXINGTON!

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

Nelson: Earlier today, our cameras caught up with Lana Lexington backstage!

[The screen splits, ana Lexington is backstage stretching for her upcoming match. Tiffany Tolberg walks up to her with mic in hand. Lana stops her stretches as she gives a friendly nod to Tiffany]

Tiffany Tolberg: Lana, what are your thoughts over last week's altercation with Mad Maddie and Stephanie Bliss?

Lana Lexington: Look, I don't know too much about this Stephanie Bliss besides how she wants to stick her nose into mine and Maddie's business to send some kind of message. I don't know where she came from, I don't know what she's done, and to be honest, i'm in a place right now where I don't give a damn. I look out for #1 right now and if she thinks she can throw me off my game before Cyberslam, she's got another thing coming. I know this wasn't any of Maddie's doing either, and I know she's none too pleased, but I hope she doesn't think she's off the hook with me either and we're going to be best buds forever or something.

Tolberg: Do you think Stephanie Bliss might try to attack again tonight? Or even Maddie?

Lexington: If either of those hussies have a brain, they'll know this is not the time. Maddie's getting her chance at me soon where we can settle this once and for all without having to deal with anyone to pull us apart! If Stephanie Bliss wants some of these, she can step up and i'll give her what she wants and make her regret every coming back here!

Tolberg: Has this in anyway affected your psyche for tonight's match against Bellatrix Drake?

Lexington: Not at all, Tiff. I know Bellatrix is quite the monster to deal with and I need my full head in the game to survive against her. Letting even just the single most tiny thought of Maddie or even Stephanie Bliss enter my mine and i'll be out of it in there. I'm not going to lie, it'll take my all and then some to take down Bellatrix but Lana Lexington never backs down from a challenge. I'll look it right in the eyes and bring down that beast! I hope Maddie and Bliss are watching.

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

Dixon: And her opponent, 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. ]

DING DING DING

Nelson: This one's underway!

[Bellatrix looks down at Lana and laughs. She goes for a lockup, but Lana ducks under and runs to the other side of the ring, bouncing off the ropes. Bellatrix goes for a lariat, but Lana drops and rulls under her. Lana pops back up to her feet and gives Bellatrix a dropkick that doesn't even phase her. ]

Nelson: Lana Lexington using her speed to try to stay out of the reach of Bellatrix Drake!

Hart: Trixy's got what, seventy pounds on her?

[Lana hesistantly issues some chops to the chest of Bellatrix, who responds by grabbing Lana's head and shoving her hard. Lana falls onto her backside and slides halfway across the ring. She gets back to her feet and cautiously approaches the larger woman. The two circe each other. Bellatrix locks Lana up. Lana tries to fight her off, but is overpowered and bent over. Lana struggles as Bellatrix tries to hoist her up into a backbreaker.]

Nelson: Lana Lexington in some trouble now!

[Lana quickly is able to slide out of the move, dropping down the back of Bellatrix! Bellatrix turns and Lana hits her with a spinning heel kick! Bellatrix staggers backwards. Lana bounces off the ropes, then hits Bellatrix with another dropkick, this time knocking Bellatrix onto her back! Lana once again bounces off the ropes and nails a running moonsault!]

Nelson: Lana's in control, and her size disadvantage seems to actually be an advantage!

Hart: It's Lana, she always finds a way to screw it up!

[Lana points to the top rope, then hops onto the turnbuckles. Bellatrix slowly gets to her feet as Lana waits, perched on the top turnbuckle. Bellatrix stands up and Lana leaps... but Bellatrix catches her, then drops her hard across her knee!]

Nelson: Oooh! Big ribuster there by Bellatrix!

Hart: I told you!

[Bellatrix pulls Lana back up, then throws her into the ropes and nails her with a big boot. Bellatrix grins sadistically as she goes for a one footed cover.]

ONE

TWO

NO!

Nelson: And Lana gets her shoulder up!

[Bellatrix pulls Lana back to her feet. Lana is able to stun Bellatrix with a quick strike to the throat, then bounces off the ropes... before she can do anything, she's grabbed around the throat by Bellatrix, and then brought up and slammed hard to the ground with a huge chokeslam!]

Nelson: HUGE Chokeslam from Bellatrix Drake!!! That may have wiped Lana out for good!

Hart: How long till Tony pulls the plug on her, you think?

[Not satisfied, Bellatrix pulls Lana back up to her feet, then spins her around and applies a full nelson. Lana tries to fight but Bellatrix locks it in tightly, lifting Lana off the ground.]

Nelson: Drake now going for a submission manuever on Lana...

Hart: I don't even know why Lana would show up for this one, it's like a child fighting an adult!

[The referee checks with Lana, who refuses to submit as Bellatrix continues to increase the pressure of the full nelson. Lana kicks her legs out, trying to touch the ropes, but they're just out of reach.]

Nelson: I don't know how she's gonna get of this one. It's a basic move, but applied by someone like Bellatrix Drake, it can be just as effective of as any big time finishing manuever.

[In a last ditch effort, Lana extends her body forward. She grimaces as this increases the pressure on her neck, but she's able to touch the ropes with her feet. The referee begins to demand that Bellatrix release the hold!]

Nelson: Some how, some way, Lana got the ropes! This young woman has a tremendous heart, Robbie!

Hart: I'll take skill over heart any day of the week.

[Bellatrix drops Lana to the ground. Lana slowly gets back to her feet, favoring her shoulders and neck. The two circle each other, and then lockup. Bellatrix nails Lana with a knee to the stomach, then pulls her between her legs.]

Nelson: This could be it, looks liek she's setting her up for the virgin sacrifce!

[As Bellatrix begins to life her, Lana resists.. she's able to wrap her legs around Drake's neck, sitting on her shoulders. She hammers awa at Bellatrix's face with hard lefts and rights.]

Nelson: Wait a minute! Lana's blocked it!

[Bellatrix goes to fall forward and powerbomb her, but Lana flips backwards, using her momentum to flip Bellatrix over with a hurracunrana! Lana then grabs the leg of Bellatrix Drake and applies her inverted STF!]

Nelson: Flexi Lexi! Lana's got the Flexi Lexi locked in on Bellatrix Drake!

[Bellatrix tries to reach the ropes, but she's in the center of the ring. As she tries to power her way off the mat, the crowd gives a loud mixed reaction as Lou Rictor comes running out from behind the entrance curtain.]

Nelson: Wait a second, it's Lou V. Rictor!

Hart: Good! He's here to save the show!

[Rictor runs down the aisle and slides into the ring, grabbing Lana and pulling her off of Bellatrix. ]

Nelson: What the hell's he doing?!

[The referee immediatly calls for the bell.]

DING DING DING

Nelson: He just got Bellatrix Drake disqualified!

Hart: More like he saved her from tapping out to Lana Friggin Lexington!

[Lana quickly rolls out of the ring and heads to the back as Bellatrix gets to her feet and stares down Rictor, who now has the microphone. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out of peice of paper. He unfolds it and begins to adress the crowd.]

Rictor: Now, I know you were all hoping there would be a new Rock Talk this week, but unfortunately, I have a match against Brother Shabazz and some other More Important things to take care of... In my hand right here, I have a written Apology... Yes... an Apology for Bellatrix Drake... You see... I myself... and my Lawyers... Feel that to protect my assets... I should apologize for my actions last week.

[He unfolded the paper and cleared his throat]

Nelson: Can someone call Shenanigans on this? Obviously he doesn't care about Bellatrix Drake or her feelings.

Hart: Oh Come on, he's just trying to be the better man here, let em' speak

Rictor: Dear Bellatrix Drake... I, Lou V Rictor, Apologize for last weeks actions, in stealing your bag, and showing everyone your embarrassing belongings... I would say, Be thankful I left some of the dirtier things in the bag for fear or scarring the young children who watch this show. As I care deeply about the fans and families who enjoy Driven on a weekly basis, where they can catch Rock Talk and Lou V Rictor... Weekly, On thursday nights... check your local listings... However...

[He pauses]

Nelson: However you're a jerk?

Hart: Be quiet! He's pausing for dramatic effect!

Rictor: I would appreciate that you come out and apologize for attacking me for no reason and potential breaking my neck...

Nelson: APOLOGIZE?!

[The crowd erupts in roars and jeers as Rictor rubs his “Poor sore neck” Bellatrix rolls her eyes.]

Rictor: Now Now, I know you're all worried about your pal Rictor, But I'll be fine. Trust me, I've come through worse.

[The crowd doesn't let up as Rictor continues to speak. Bellatrix shoots him an agry look and motions for him to get to the point.]

Rictor: I will expect you to apologize by the end of tonight... Or... if you do not wish to embarrass yourself, You can just... Meet me in the ring at Cyberslam and we can have ourselves a match, and I'll MAKE you apologize

[He Grins as “Stronger” hits the speakers, Rictor takes a bow and poses a bit, even with the crowd booing him]

Nelson: Well, obviously Rictor is so full of himself he thinks he can take out Bellatrix Drake.

Hart: Well, He was just trying to be the bigger man.

Nelson: Bigger man? By beating and humilating a Woman? If that makes him the bigger man, then that would make you the Perfect match for any women, Hart!

Hart: Whats that supposed to mean? I'm nice to the ladies!

[Rictor walks down the aisle and poses for the crowd as Bellatrix stands in the ring and fumes.]

Nelson: First Johnny Serious lays down the gauntlet to Heretic and now newcomers Lou Rictor follows suit!

Hart: Chastity and Baxter weren’t even able to get on the show last year, these two better feel honored if this happens

Nelson: I think they are more concerned about eachother than the prestige, but I’m sure it’s there. Now we must go from new comers to a … uh… comebacker!

Hart: Nice transition! I wonder who it could be!

[We're in a bar setting as the opening riff to Deep Purple's "Smoke on the Water" plays through a speaker. A group consisting of two women and two men looking in their 40s to 50s crowd around a microphone as they bob their heads to the beat of the song. As the vocals hit the group begin to sing along. As they sing the camera slowly turns, looking around the bar, as there isn't a large crowd, mostly older men having a drink, at the counter there's a man talking to a woman, and next to him is the long absent Victor Emmit, he's bobbing his head with a drink in his hands as he smirks and looks at the man talking to the woman as he sings along to the karaoke group somewhat quietly.]

Emmit: Frank Zappa and the mothers!...were at the best place around!..

[Victor nudges the man on the arm. He glances at Victor momentarily, as he then turns again to resume his conversation with the woman.]

Emmit: But some stupid with a flare gun..Burned the place to the ground..

[Victor nudges the man on the arm again.]

Emmit: Come on! Smooooke on the...

[The man takes his beer and walks away from Victor, as Victor shoos his hand in his general direction.]

Emmit: Ahh whatever, man.

[Emmit turns around facing the camera with a smile.]

Emmit: Karaoke Thursdays. You know I'm gonna miss 'em, but I heard through the grapevine that cWo is becoming a real misery. Anyone who knows old Victor E. knows that whenever times are tough, hah hah you know I'm your man! That's right, The Boss is comin' back, with the volume cranked to eleven baby! I'm in it to win it! So sit tight, cWo, there might be smoke on the water, fire in the sky, but break on through to the other side and I'll be there, ready to blow your mind Daddy!

[The karaoke continues in the background as Victor resumes bobbing his head to the music, as he leans on the bar counter, tapping his hands to the beat of the drum.]

[commercial]

Nelson: Welcome back folks, Jason Duran's been keeping his finger on the pulse of the growing rivalry between Mr. Rich and Barrett Hawk, and he's prepared to provide us with the latest on the situation between the two. Jason?

[Cameras go backstage to Jason Duran, who faces the camera with a mic in hand.]

Duran: With me right now is none other than Barrett Hawk.

[The camera zooms out to show a seated Hawk and Duran sitting apart from each other as Duran continues to speak.]

Duran: Last week you had some choice words regarding Mr. Rich and his apologies to Giant Maxx. Well this week as you requested, I have both you and Mr. Rich to talk this out via satellite. Rich is currently at home in Tampa Bay, Mr. Rich? Are you with us?

[Picture in picture shows Mr. Rich on the left side of the screen, and Hawk on the right, a look of disdain appears on his face at the sight of Rich. Hawk's side of the screen shows Duran now speaking.]

Duran: Mr. Rich you said you wanted to be the first to speak.

[Cameras return to Hawk on the right side.]

Mr. Rich: Over the past two weeks, I have sent my deepest apologies over what happened to my good buddy, Giant Maxx. I can not tell you how sorry I have been. But it is with great sadness that I must tell you all that as of today, I vow not to step foot in a cWo arena until Barrett Hawk is punished for his actions over two weeks ago.

Hawk: Oh gimme a break-

Mr. Rich: Hawk? Please...For many nights now, I have not been able to shut my eyes and have a peaceful sleep. At first, I thought it was because of the sudden crash of the Stock Market, but then I realized, I am not as stupid as the middle class Americans to invest in such poor companies. So then I came to the conclusion that my sleepless nights was due to stress over the fear of a sneak attack from Roy Rogers himself, Barrett Hawk.

Hawk: Alright.

Mr. Rich: Duran? Can you keep Hawk quiet?

Hawk: I think you've said enough.

Mr. Rich: No you listen to me-

Hawk: Shut your mouth!

[Mr. Rich looks offended as fan approval is heard in the background.]

Hawk: I've been patient with you for a long time Rich. All I wanted to do was help cWo survive, I wish right now that I could be in the trenches with guys like Devon Dice, and Johnny Serious, but I got too much on my mind right now to be help to anyone. A month ago I gave you a choice. You were to either stay out of my way, and leave Maxx alone, or to be yourself in spite of the consequences, you chose the latter and Maxx is at home right now nursin' a leg injury that he's suffered, all 'cause he took what, five, ten minutes of your time a week? It's pathetic. You're pathetic. You make me sick to my stomache.

Mr. Rich: This is exactly what I'm talking about, you're obviously taking this as hard as I am, you need some time off.

Hawk: No! Let me tell you this Rich. Unlike you I know consequences. You can push for my suspension all you want, but the fact of the matter is I ain't done anything yet. But I'm gonna.

[Hawk takes a deep gulp as he looks sincerely into the camera. The fans offer their adulation for Hawk as he continues.]

Hawk: I know you for who you really are Rich, everybody does, you ain't foolin' no one, and I know that won't change. So what you need ain't a life lesson, you need an ass kicking.

Duran: Well strong words for Mr. Rich from Barrett Hawk! Rich, Hawk, thank you for your cooperation.

Mr. Rich: Anytime, Jason, you know I'm a team player.

[Mr. Rich gets up from his seat, taking off his mic. Meanwhile Hawk gets up from his seat, Duran gets up and stands facing him.]

Duran: Well Mr. Hawk I hope you got what you wanted out of this.

[Hawk's attention remains on the screen as he watches Mr. Rich take off his mic.]

Mr. Rich: Stupid peasants, they actually believe that I am in Tampa Bay. Like I would actually leave my wife alone here in Syracuse. Who knows what kind of diseases are rampant in this city?

Nelson: Maybe someone ought to tell Mr. Rich he's still on.

[Mr. Rich stands up revealing himself to be in closed room inside the War Memorial at OnCenter. ]

Mr. Rich: Did you see the look on John Wayne's face?

[Cameras see Hawk as he immediately leaves the interview area and makes a stern pace outwards.]

Hart: Uh oh...

[The full screen is dedicated to Rich as he looks to be preparing to leave the area, he's fastening his suit when he seems distracted.]

Mr. Rich: Is that camera still on?

Cameraman: Oh, yeah, let me turn that off.

Mr. Rich: See who said I can't be helpful?

[Cameras switch to the backstage area, where Barrett Hawk is on the hunt for Mr. Rich.]

Hart: What is it tonight with hunting? Serious is looking for Heretic and now Barret is going after Mr. Rich!

Nelson: Tensions rise high in the weeks leading to Cyberslam.

Hart: You know what else is rising?

Nelson: What?

Hart: The stock on Ron Wilkins! I’m still not sold but this guy seems to be on a roll!

Nelson: Yes, but he is going to be facing someone who is much closer to his size than the other opponents: Mac Machine!

Dixon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing in at 300 pounds, from Woodland Park, New Jersey. Mac Johnson!

[Mac Johnson walks out to no music and gets in the ring.]

Nelson: Mac Johnson on a two match losing streak, gets to square off against cWo's biggest superstar, Ron Wilkins.

Hart: Unbelievable that he's going to be the smaller guy in the ring.

Dixon: And his opponent weighing in over 400 pounds, Ron "The Grim Reaper" Wilkins!

[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 out onto the stage and down the aisle into the ring.]

Nelson: This dude is huge and is undefeated thus far.

Hart: Yeah, how can a human be this large? I'd like to meet the lady that birthed this mastadon, and shake her hand. Obviously puts "Octomom" to shame.

DING DING DING

[The two big man square off in the center of the ring, staring each other down.]

Nelson: Intense stare down. This one is going to be good!

Hart: You can feel the energy from it.

[Mac backs up and raises his hand.]

Nelson: Mac Johnson is not afraid, he's offering a test of strength to Ron Wilkins!

Hart: Seems to be more of an ego thing, obviously Wilkins has the advantage.

[Wilkins locks in his left hand with Johnson's right. They quickly lock up the other two hands and begin to struggle.]

Nelson: And it's on, no one with a clear advantage yet.

Hart: I saw a video of an arm wrestling match where they stalemated like this and the one guys arm snapped, I really hope nothing like that happens here, it was gross!

[Wilkins gaining an advantage, Mac back beginning to arch backwards.]

Nelson: And Ron Wilkins starting to out muscle Johnson.

Hart: Which we all knew would happen eventually. At least he lasted longer than Beetlejuice.

[Mac falls to a knee and Wilkins continues to press hard and drives Mac into the mat and still has his hands clenched and covers him.]

Nelson: And Wilkins has turned this into a pin

ONE

TWO

[Mac lifts a shoulder.]

Nelson: And Mac got his shoulder up, but Wilkins still in control of his hands.

Hart: I never shook his hand, but I imagine I might need reconstructive surgery.

[Mac positions his feet on Wilkins hips, his shoulder falls back to the ground.]

Nelson: Another pin

ONE

TWO

[Mac rocks forward to stop the count and create momentum, rocks back and monkey flips Ron Wilkins off of him, breaking the test of strength.]

Nelson: Mac Machine using some athleticism that isn't complete brute force, he's got more than most people would imagine.

Hart: And a personality isn't one of them.

[Mac gets to his feet, as does Wilkins. Mac bounces off the ropes and charges Wilkins and they collide, Wilkiins stumbling back into the ropes as Mac stumbles back grabbing his shoulder.]

Nelson: WOW! What a collision!

Hart: Pretty sure we just saw what happens when two semis go head on.

[Mac recovers and walks over to Wilkins leaning on the ropes. He tries to Irish whip Wilkins.]

Nelson: And Wilkins is not budging an inch!

Hart: Buildings usually don't.

[Wilkins yanks Mac back and sends him over the top rope with one arm to the outside.]

Nelson: What power being displayed by the Grim Reaper!

Hart: Mac is in trouble, every advantage he's always had, is gone, the shoe's on the other foot.

[Mac stands to his feet and looks up at Wilkins staring back from the ring in astonishment.]

Nelson: I don't think he believed this man was that strong, he's in complete shock.

Hart: He's white as a ghost, he doesn't know what to do.

[Mac hops onto the apron and Wilkins allows him to enter the ring.]

Nelson: Back in the ring, the confused Mac looks to try something else.

Hart: He better try something that will work.

[Mac begins throwing big fists and the head of Ron Wilkins who backs up a couple steps. Mac bounces off the ropes and attempts a flying crossbody block. Wilkins catches him in midair, stumbling back a few steps.]

Nelson: Now I am in shock! He just caught a flying 300 pound man in midair!

Hart: BALCO!!!

[Wilkins slams Mac down into a back breaker three times and drops him on the third.]

Nelson: Oh, the back of Mac Johnson crashing down across the knee.

[Wilkins lifts Mac to his feet and grabs him by the throat with one hand.]

Nelson: Wilkins is looking to make quick work of Mac Johnson tonight!

Hart: He's dominant!

[Thaddeus Walker appears on the stage begins to walk down the aisle, followed closely by a man in a long robe with a beard.]

Nelson: Wait a second.. that's CB Fowler. Why the hell is he dressed like that!

[Thaddeus looks up at the sky as he reaches the middle of the ring, then reaches into his pocket and takes out a cellphone.]

Nelson: What the hell is Thaddeus doing with a cellphine?

[Thaddeus shouts into the phone.]

Thaddeus: What should I do, Oh Lord?

[The phone chirps, we can't hear what the person on the other line says.]

Hart: Thaddeus thinks it's a magic device that talks to God, that's what he's doing with him.

[Thaddeus acknowledges, flips the phone shut, then runs to the ring. He slides in, and quickly greets Ron Wilkins with some powder to the eyes!]

Nelson: Miracle Powder! Dammit!

Hart: I hope Wilkins didn't get any of it in his nose, or else he'd test positive for another banned substance!

[The referee signals for the bell, DQing Mac Johnson, who begins to yell at Thaddeus. Thaddeus throws powder in his eyes two, and then slides out of the ring, leaving both men blinded. Thaddeus takes the mic.]

Thaddeus: Praise be to God, and his Prophet CB Fowler! The lord has commanded me to do his will against you, Johnson! And at Cybre-Slam, his will shall be done again, you no good palooka!

[Mac comes to, and he and Wilkins both charge towards the ring ropes, causing Thaddeus and CB to hightail it back up the aisle to the back. Mac and Wilkins stand together in the ring, both looking disappointed.]

Nelson: Neither of these competitors has to be happy with the outcome of this one... I'm sure Ron Wilkins didn't want to continue his win streak like this.

Hart: He needs to get it through his musclehead, a win is a win! Don't be a jockass, Wilkins!

Nelson: I don’t think he is one of those guys that just want to get by on technicalities. I’m sure he is going to take offense to this. But I am told our cameras have caught up with Johnny Serious who is looking for Heretic.]

[Serious is seen walking backstage. He enters a locker room full of wrestlers. Chastity, J.J. Carter, Sean Pason, Lana Lexington can all be seen.]

Serious: Has anyone seen or heard from anyone in Omega?

[Everyone in the locker room just look at each other and in agreement, all say no.]

Serious: Well, if anyone sees or hears anything, let me know.

[Serious exits the locker room as the wrestlers all look at each other.]

Nelson: Serious on a mission tonight. Will he find Heretic?

Hart: Serious is making a huge mistake. He should just leave well enough alone.

Nelson: That is not the Serious I know! He wants his Cyberslam match and I think most people want to see him take the title off Heretic.

[commercial]

[The ChED sits backstage in a sports coat while smoking a cigar. He takes a sip of scotch as he begins to read from a book of poetry.]

The ChED: “Turning and turning in the widening gyre.

The falcon cannot here the Falconer;

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;

Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,

The blood dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere

The Ceremony of innocence is drowned;

The best lack of conviction, while the worst are full passion and intensity.

[The ChED pauses as he takes another puff of his cigar, then a sip of scotch.]

The ChED: “Surely, some revelation is at hand;

Surely the Second Coming is at hand.”

[The ChED puts the book down and smiles.]

The ChED: The Second Coming by William Butler Yeats! That sums it up right there does it not? Beyond spelling lessons, damaged valuables, and bloodied innocents, there is this war we have been fighting and that is all that matters. Devon Dice is the center of cWo. He is the heart. As recited, that center cannot hold. The Second Coming has been at hand for awhile and the end is near! Devon Dice… it is time! I am not a coward, I was just biding my time. That time is upon us! It probably comes as no surprise that the time will be at Cyberslam. You will get your match and I will finally prove my place by stopping the heart of cWo!

[The The ChED takes another puff as the lights go out.]

[Clutch's "Electric Worry" blasts as Devon Dice makes his way out onto the stage to big pop from the crowd. He walks down the aisle and gets in the ring. He walks over and asks for a microphone.]

Nelson: Devon Dice must have something on his mind, especially after last weeks loss to Ron Wilkins due to a little help from the ChED. And I think he takes offense to the words that The ChED just said! He has been waiting for this for awhile!

Hart: The ChED did enlighten everyone, though.

Devon Dice: Last week Chandler Dalmon decided to come out here and interrupt my match with King Kong. I felt I was holding my own in there. Then out of nowhere this idiot comes out and bores us all to tears with his damn vocabulary lesson. THIS IS A PLACE OF COMPETITION AND ENTERTAINMENT, NOT SCHOOL!

[Dice begins to pace in the ring.]

Dice: I hate guys like you Dalmon! You are a coward! Just biding your time? No, just unable to find another way out! Of all people you should know that procrastination just leads to poor performance! But I finally get my chance to meet with you one on one, on the grandest stage of all, Madison Square Garden.

[Dice puts his face right into the frame.]

Dice: At Cyberslam, you're luck will run out, you're going to get another life lesson, you're going to learn that when you roll the dice, the house always wins!!

[Dice drops the mic and leaves the ring.]

Nelson: Finally, we are going to see the resolution to these two’s rivalry. A rivalry that began in their days in the WGL! Now Chandler is with the enemy Omega and Dice is fighting against that side.

Hart: You heard The ChED, he was biding his time for the right moment to make sure Dice is seen. If he is taken out, imagine what that  would do to cWo morale!

Nelson: I would hate to imagine, but we must go to Jason Duran who is backstage with the lovely Natalie Mercer!

[Backstage, Jason Duran stands next to Natalie Mercer.]

Duran: Natalie, for the last weeks we have seen you and former women’s champion Evette become very catty…

[Natalie stops him.]

Mercer: That is the problem: we are being catty. I might be losing week after week, but wrestlers are not supposed to be catty. That is why I am issuing a special challenge to Evette. At Cyberslam, I want to face Evette in the ring.

Duran: What if she doesn’t accept?

Mercer: I’ll just say this. If she is as good as she thinks she is. If she deserved her women’s title run. And if she doesn’t rely on cheating to win then why would she have anything to worry to about? She’d clearly be able to beat little old me who hasn’t won a match wouldn’t she?

[Mercer shrugs.]

Mercer: Evette, it’s in your court.

commercial]

[The scene opens with Michaels being interviewed by Tiffany Tolberg backstage.]

Tolberg: Chris Michaels, tonight you team up with Muru to take on Jacob Baxter and the man you challenged to a match at Cyberslam, Andrew Phillips...

Michaels: Yes I did challenge, Andrew. Have you noticed that he hasn't answered me yet? And you know why? Because--

[Out of nowhere Jacon Baxter comes in and spears Michaels into the wall.]

Nelson: What the hell...who is that!

Hart: Who the hell does it look like you idiot! It's Baxter! Pay attention!!

Nelson: Well what's this all about!

[Michaels looks to be fighting back for a moment, but before he gets any real advantage, CBK slams him in the head with a steel chair. Michaels falls to the ground as Baxter dusts himself off. Andrew unfolds the chair, then sets it down across Michaels neck and sits down.]

Andrew: ...Do you think you run anything around here, Christopher? Do you honestly think that you were going to intimidate me into giving you what you want? Did you, you crazy old fool?

[Andrew leans on the chair and Michaels tries to fight the chair off, but Baxter kicks him in the head.]

Andrew: Let try to understand...you wanted to challenge me. You wanted to make threats? You have the audacity to challenge me? You still think you can be the one man...the ONE MAN to take down Omega. I'd admire your guts, if I didn't think you had such crap for brains. No man...no one man can't take down this family, Chris.

Baxter: Oy mate, let's just finish him off already, we've got bigger problems than this wanker.

Andrew: Finish him off? No no no no, I'm not going to finish him off. Not tonight. Not for a while. You see, Michaels...I like hurting you. I like making you feel pain. It's fun, watching you limp, watching you feel agony. Chris...with all the good times you give me, explain to me why I'd want you to retire, huh? EXPLAIN IT TO ME!

[Michaels weases and struggles, but Baxter kicks him again.]

Baxter: I could keep doing this all night. This is a grand time.

Andrew: You see? This is exactly why I can't retire you, Chris. It's fun to make you suffer and make you squirm. Just ask your dear old buddy Dade, Chris. Yeah, he squirmed and cried...begged for mercy even. Unfortunately, though, I broke Dade before I had more time to play with him. Damn shame...guess when I get in the ring with you, I'll have to learn to prolong the agony a little bit. See...we will meet at Cyberslam. But I'm not putting my spot in my family on the line. And I'm not going to retire you either Chris. Nope...we've got to have some fun first, Chris. Lots...and lots...of fun.

[Andrew stands up and Michaels gasps for air. It appears the two have walked away, and Michaels struggles to make his way up, but as he gets to his knees, Andrew brings the chair down across the back of Michaels head. Michaels appears to be out cold as Andrew hands the steel chair to Baxter.]

Andrew: Thanks for letting me borrow that.

Baxter: Anytime, mate.

[Andrew deep a deep breath, then spits on the fallen Chris Michaels. Michaels groans in pain as Baxter and CBK walk away.]

Nelson: What a complete and utter mugging! More disgusting actions at the hands of Omega! This does not look good for our main event! Baxter and Andrew have managed to put things back in Omega’s hand!

Hart: This is becoming quite a chaotic night if you ask me!

Nelson: And it is just going to get better as we head into our next match. The undefeated Lou V. Rictor Vs. the “Fighter for Equal Rights” who has as of late been wanting to make a name for himself.

Hart: I also forget his name!

Nelson: How can you forget the name “Shabazz?”

Hart: It doesn’t roll off my tongue like Lou V. Rictor!

Nelson: Um… okay, let’s take it down to Donna Dixon!

Dixon: Ladies and Gentlemen, This match is scheduled for ONE FALL!

"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.]

Dixon: ...Introducing first, from Seattle, Washington. Weighing in at 195lbs, LOU V RICTOR!!

[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, throwing a sly grin to the camera before hopping up and down a bit waiting for his opponent to arrive.]

Dixon: And his Opponent...

[“Triumph” by the Wu Tang Clan hits the speakers as the crowd all stands to see where Brother Shabazz is going to appear, after a bit, from the Second story in from the Red Entrance, Brother Shabazz begins to head down to the crowd, ignoring the cheering fans, followed closesly by J.J. Carter, He reaches the ring and rolls under the bottom rope, with J.J. Carter hanging out at ring side.]

Dixon: ...Weighing in at 205 pounds, from New Haven Connecticut, Brother SHABAZZ!!

He raises his arm at the sound of name.

DING DING DING!!

Nelson: Here with go with Lou V Rictor, a Seasoned Rookie, versus Brother Shabazz the Seasoned figher.

Hart: I don't see how you can be a Seasoned Rookie...

Nelson: This is what he wants to be called, allegedly he's now had enough matches to be considered good, but is still a rookie.

[Shabazz and Rictor both hook up in the middle of the ring, Shabazz takes an early lead pulls Rictor into a wrist lock, Rictor yelps alittle as he tries to pull out of it, but Shabazz locks it in tight, twisting a bit]

Nelson: Rictor, finding it alittle harder to get out of much Stronger Brother Shabazz's wrist lock.

Hart: Really? A wrist lock? Come on Rictor! You're better than this!!

[Shabazz yanks on his arm a bit before driving his elbow into Rictor's twisted shoulder, Rictor goes down with a thump and Shabazz keeps the lock tight.]

Nelson: Shabazz showing his Mixed Martial Arts training here.

[Rictor pulls himself along the mat to just barely reach the bottom rope, not being able to force his way out of the tight hold, the Ref calls for the rope break, and gives Shabazz the five count to let go, Shabazz however lets go at four.]

Hart: Good use of the ropes by Rictor there.

Nelson: He had no other choice, but I guess it was better than tapping out.

[Shabazz Backs off but quickly goes back to put the boots to Rictor, Rictor rolls out of the ring instinctively, as the ref pushes Brother Shabazz back, telling him that what he did was totally against the rules, Shabazz argues back, but is only just giving J.J. Carter time to Pick Rictor up and toss him into the edge of the ring, while throwing him back in, the ref turns around just in time to see Rictor slowly roll in holding his back.]

Nelson: Well I will admit I down right hate Rictor, J.J. Carter isn't in this match and doesn't even need to include himself!

Hart: You gotta give them credit though, if they work down Rictor it only makes Shabazz's job easier!

[Shabazz picks Rictor up by the back of his neck and tosses him into the ropes, climbing up the second, he signals for the “Ten Punches” and begins deliver a couple hard shots to Rictors head. At 10 he jumps down and grins, stepping forward a bit before turning around to quickly drive his shoulder into Rictor's gut]

Nelson: Shabazz is just demolishing Rictor here, seems the Seasoned Rookie bit off more than he could chew!

[Shabazz Grins and backs up again, charging at Rictor again to hit him hard with his shoulder, only to have Rictor slip to the right directing him right in the ring post. Shabazz hits the metal post with full force, J.J. Carter rushes over to where he was to check to see if was injured, but before he could even glance, Rictor pulls him out of the rope and into a hard bull dog!]

Hart: Haha! Thats it, Rictors got the advantage now, Shabazz has to be hurtin' after that!

Nelson: I wouldn't doubt it, but I've known Shabazz to have more Stamina than that!

[Rictor stands up poses a bit, then delivers a hard Leg Drop to Shabazz, rolling over onto his back and hooking his leg for the pin!]

ONE

KICK OUT!

[Shabazz forcefully pushes Rictor off and rolls out of the way a bit]

Nelson: It'll take a lot more than that to keep Shabazz down thats for sure!

[Rictor gets up to his feet, eyeing Shabazz a bit as he picks himself up, Rictor charges at him, grabbing him from behind, but Shabazz counters quickly by slipping out and rolling behind him, pulling him into a School Boy!]

ONE

Kick out!

[Rictor Rolls out off the Suplex and back off a bit, Shabazz picks himself half up, before quickly charging at Rictor and wrapping into a hard Belly to Belly Suplex! Rictor flips over Shabazz's head and smacks right onto the mat, the whole crowd Ooo's as Rictor yells out in pain, holding his back]

Hart: Oh Man! Rictor is really hurting now!

Nelson: That's for sure, did you see that flip! I can't imagine if Brother Shabazz is really going full force here, I'd hate to see him if he wasn't!

[Shabazz stands up and walks over to Rictor who's laying on his back half awake, He picks up his head and wraps his hands around both cheeks and drives his knee into his back, starting to pull on his head!]

Nelson: It looks like Shabazz is going to decapitate Rictor right in the ring!

Hart: No way! Wouldn't that send him back to Prison!?

Nelson: Who knows! Lets find out!!

[Rictor yells out in pain as Shabazz keeps the hold, pushing his knee in deeper! The Ref calls the move illegal and begins to count for the hold to be broken, at around 3, Shabazz gives Rictor a hard chop right from behind, dropping him to the mat.]
Hart: Oh Thank whoever created us! I don't think Rictor would've lasted long in that situation

Nelson: Too bad, I don't think I would've missed him or his voice!

Hart: Thats a little harsh...

[Shabazz picks Rictor up, signaling for the end, he carries him over to the closest ring post and climbs up to sit on the top of the turnbuckle, pulling rictor in so he's standing on the second ropes, pulling him into what could be his finisher the “Second Story Drop”]

Nelson: Shabazz could put Rictor away with this one!

Hart: He could end Rictor's Career! Shabazz is ruthless with this one!

[Standing up to the third rope, he pulls Rictor between his legs. He tries to lift him up to put him away with his top rope power-bomb, but Rictor takes a firm grip on the top ropes. Not going anywhere, Shabazz continues to try and pull him up, but Rictor, shifts his body straight up and flips Shabazz off the top ropes and onto the mat below!!]

Hart: Whoa! Rictor just dropped Shabazz on his head!

Nelson: Well.. He didn't but he came close!

[Rictor stands up to the top rope, standing tall he leaps off backwards, hitting Shabazz with a rough moonsault, he goes for the pin!]

ONE

TWO

KICK OUT!!

[Shabazz lifts his shoulder up and Rictor holds his head, getting frustrated a bit. J.J. Carter starts to pull him out of the ring, trying to get him a bit of breathing room! But Rictor quickly hits Shabazz with a baseball slide which knocks J.J. Carter onto his behind, Shabazz hangs half out of the ring, arms dangling off the apron, Rictor sees the opportunity and jumps onto the second rope leaping over the top rope to hit Shabazz with a hard Leg Drop!!]

Nelson: Rictor is not letting up on Shabazz! Which is a good strategy cause if Shabazz gets any steam he won't stop till the match is over!!

Hart: Come on Rictor! Show us all what the Seasoned Rookies are made of!

[Rictor rolls back into the ring and pulls Shabazz into the middle, hooking his leg up for a pin!]

ONE

TWO

KICK OUT!!

[Shabazz kicks out again and Rictor slams his fist down onto the mat, finally he picks Shabazz up and pulls him into the beginnings of what could be his finisher “Shades” but Shabazz drives his Elbow to the Back of Rictor's head, Using the moment he is stunned to pick him up and drive him down into a hard Spine Buster!!]

Nelson: Spine Buster from Shabazz! Rictor's little momentum has now shifted!

Hart: Oh Man! I guess the Seasoned Rookies ain't nothing!

[Shabazz grabs Rictor's legs and pulls him to the middle of the ring, He wraps his around his legs, but before he could do anything Rictor pulls his legs back and pushes Shabazz away, doing a little Kip-up, he gives Shabazz a little “Bring it on gesture” and Shabazz goes for a hard Clothesline, Rictor ducks under it and quickly pulls him into the “Shades”!]

Hart: Shades! Shades! Shabazz is done!!

Nelson: Rictor maybe playing alittle possum before! And it looks like it paid off!

[Rictor goes for the pin, Hooking both legs!]

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!

DING DING DING!!

Dixon: Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner! LOU V RICTOR!!!

[Rictor looks at Shabazz in Shock as the ref comes over to Raise his hand in victory!]

Nelson: A hard fought match for Rictor, I guess you could say I'm surprised he stuck it out!

Hart: Thats my Man Rictor! He's the best! He's gonna be big!!

[Rictor rolls out of the ring and begins to walk up the ramp backwards, still looking at Shabazz in shock. He was breathing heavily, obviously alittle unsure how it all went down, while still being the center of it, But in his Day Dreaming, he is Blind Sided by someone from behind!!]

Nelson: Bellatrix Drake!!

Hart: Whats she doing down here!!

[Bellatrix knocks him to the floor and quickly picks him up hitting him with an almost perfect “Virgin Sacrifice”!]

Nelson: Whoa! Virgin Sacrifice! Right on that steel ramp!

Hart: Ooo! Damn, Why does she have to play him like that!

[Bellatrix looks down at Rictor, and over the Roar of the crowd, you can hear through the microphone on the camera “I Accept”, She then leaves Rictor to lay on the Steel Ramp as she walks away, a small smirk on her face]

Nelson: We have yet ANOTHER match signed and sealed for Cyberslam! Bellatrix Drake and Lou Rictor will be making their first Cyberslam appearance! Both have been on a roll here although Rictor claims to be a bit more successful!

Hart: He is!

Nelson: And folks it sounds like Mr. Barrett Hawk might be successful in his hunt for the cowardly Mr. Rich!

[Backstage, Hawk is still searching the backstage area for Mr. Rich frantically searching every room down the halls. Hawk comes around to another door, he opens it slightly, peeking inside, then he bashes it open with his shoulder, the camera catches up with him, looking over his shoulder seeing Mr. Rich, who lets out a loud feminine scream]

Mr. Rich: What are you doing here!

[Mr. Rich's camera man rushes out of the room, while the cameraman following Hawk enters the room. Hawk closes the door behind him, and clicks the lock on the knob.]

Mr. Rich: You'll lose your job for this!

[Mr. Rich back pedals himself against the wall as Hawk walks towards him.]

Hawk: Then I best make it worth my while.

Mr. Rich: Have you lost your mind!

[Hawk closes in on Mr. Rich, who turns his head and closes his eyes. He digs a stack of bills out of his pocket.]

Mr. Rich: Is this worth your while?

[Hawk slaps the money out of his hands.]

Mr. Rich: Come on!

[Hawk grabs Rich by the collar of his shirt.]

Hawk: How does it make you feel! That this is what you do to people!

Mr. Rich: It feels awful! I said I'm sorry! Do you have any idea how much this suit costs?

Hawk: Tell ya what. There's only one way you're leaving this room unscathed. It's taking some real restraint not to knock you out cold. Cyberslam's coming real soon. If I'm gonna rip you apart, I wanna do it in the ring.

Mr. Rich: Whatever you want, just get out of here will you!

[Hawk shoves Rich back. Rich dusts himself off as we go to commercials.]

[commercial]

Nelson: We're back here on Driven live from Albany, New York and...

[The cameras now show out at the truck bay of the Times Union Center, showing Mad Maddie alone and smoking a cigarette.]

Hart: [not pictured] Oh God...

Maddie: So, Stephanie Bliss comes back last week? Steph comes back and shows her sorry face around here once again. Why? Why the hell does she come back? Why now? I know a lot of people back here are asking that question. Well, I have answers. Steph wants a piece of me too, plain and simple. I got girls lining up around the block, wanting to take a shot against me.

[pause]

Maddie: I know what it's like to get hated on all the time. Stephanie just wants her turn too, she thinks she's important and goes swinging for the fences on the comeback. But like, since she's been gone the last year or so, from injury or being an emo bitch or whatever, she can't just step in the ring and take me. So she's lining herself up, after Cyberslam when I finally swat that gnat Lana Lexington away, Stephanie is next in the line. That's if she doesn't run away after Cyberslam, seeing what happens to Lana.

[Maddie takes another drag from her cigarette.]

Maddie: Just remember Lana ... and Steph, beating Natalie Mercer, Evette, and DUI doesn't really mean anything. It's a long way talent wise between those three and me. You two need to learn your place.

[Maddie takes one last drag from her cigarette, then flicks it away before starting to walk off.]

Maddie: God, I'll just be happy when I'm done fighting these two wannabes already.

[The scene then switches back to Nelson and Hart.]

Nelson: Strong words from a very belligerent but STRONG lady!

Hart: I think she is kind of cute!

Nelson: Well, it seems that both Lana and Maddie are not happy that Stephanie Bliss decided to horn on in on their action last week.

Hart: Would you?

Nelson: I think she just is making sure that she is up for a fight whenever these two are done with eachother, which again seems to be at Cyberslam!

[Suddenly, the song “Total Eclipse of the Hart” by Bonnie Tyler blasts for some reason over the headset!]

Nelson: What is that?

[Hart looks shifty eyed.]

Hart: I don’t know!

Nelson: Is that your phone?

Hart: NO!

[Hart ducks down to look at the phone and then pulls it out!]

Hart: Okay, this is pretty important.

Nelson: I don’t believe this!

Hart [listening]: Yeah…. Mmmhmmm…. Yeah… okay…. Fine I’ll make sure to pass on the word!

[A bashful Hart puts down the phone!]

Nelson: Bonnie Tyler?

Hart: It has my name in it… and it has a good beat! BUT that is not the big news! I just got a huge scoop!

Nelson: You got a scoop?

Hart: Yes, that was my people who talked to Evette’s people who told my people to call me to inform everyone that Evette accepts Natalie Mercer’s challenge! She is going to put on a clinic!

Nelson: Or Mercer is finally going to show her that breaking the rules does not pay off! This is going to be Mercer’s first Cyberslam and actually her first Pay Per View match. It could be her first!

Hart: Yeah right! Her matches don’t last longer than an old Green Day song!

Nelson: Well, we still have our main event coming up, but before that we have a match that one man's been clamouring for since he got here.

Hart: That's right. Zach Dangerous going up against Nick Dangerous, we're finally gonna see what he's made of!

Nelson: Zach Dangerous has become a friend to Nick's rival Chazz Mendel. A lot of eyes will be watching Zach's performance tonight.

[Fans boo suddenly as John Pilchard is seen walking down the aisle.]

Hart: What does this guy want.

Nelson: Unfortunately John Pilchard's been reintroduced into our lives last week.

Hart: I hope it was worth Johnny Serious' trouble last week.

[Pilchard smirks as he takes a seat next to Nelson.]

Nelson: Well not for us it isn't.

Pilchard: Gentlemen.

Hart: What brings you out here.

Pilchard: Well guys, as the hour of our twilight dawns upon us I thought I'd say my goodbyes, since Johnny Serious seems to think the cWo's best kept secret is better left out in the open, it's a fair time to air my thoughts to the cWo public, before there is no cWo to begin with.

DING DING DING

Dixon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall..

["Demoniality" hits the pa system as the crowd begins to boo the arrival of Nick Dangerous, who shortly after makes his way out.]

Dixon: Entering the ring first, hailing from Edmonton Alberta, and weighing in at two hundred and forty five pounds. Nick Daaaangerouuuus!

[Dangerous makes a straight forward pace down to the ring.]

Nelson: Well here's an old friend of yours.

Pilchard: He's no friend of mine these days. But damn if I don't respect him. We don't have much in common anymore, but one thing we do share is work ethic, this man is more dedicated to the craft of hurting people than anyone I've ever seen.

Nelson: I'd say it's the only thing he enjoys in life.

[Dangerous gets in the ring, as "We're in this Together" by Nine Inch Nails fires up. The fans anticipate his arrival, as the intro passes he makes his appearance, coming down to the ring looking focused, as Chazz Mendel is by his side.]

Dixon: And his opponent, being accompanied by Chazz Mendel, hailing from Edmonton, Alberta and weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds. Zach Daaaangeroooous!

Pilchard: Probably best known as "Brother of Nick Dangerous." I'm not giving this guy a chance.

Nelson: That doesn't surprise me.

Hart: He does have a huge challenge ahead.

Nelson: He has a win over Mr. Rich under his belt.

Pilchard: With all due respect to Mr. Rich. Nick Dangerous is not Mr. Rich.

[Zach Dangerous gets in the ring, as Aaron Blake makes the call for the bell.]

DING DING DING

[Zach Dangerous takes an immediate charge towards Dangerous with a jumping downward forearm strike, stunning Nick.]

Nelson: And the newcomer Zach Dangerous cutting right to the chase!

[Nick absorbs repeated forearm shots as he starts to crumble down towards the mat.]

Nelson: He's really bringing it!

[Cameras show Chazz Mendel nodding his head in approval as Nick fires back with a heavy forearm to the head, then presses his palm over Zach's face and pushes him back.]

Nelson: This could be one of the heaviest hitting sibling rivalries we'll ever see!

[Zach delivers left and right side kicks to Nick, backing him into a corner. Nick catches a right kick, and pulls Zach towards him. He clutches Zach's neck with his left hand, and shoves him backwards, causing him to fall on his.]

Nelson: Nick Dangerous on the defensive.

[Zach rolls backwards to his feet, but he charges after Nick once more.]

Hart: But Zach isn't letting up!

[Zach hits his older brother with a dropkick, knocking Nick down leaning against the first turnbuckle.]

Pilchard: Yeah what a real scrapper.

[As Nick lays down Zach leaps over top of him, he grips the top rope with both hands, as he kicks his feet alternatively down on Nick's chest.]

Nelson: Innovative strikes from Zach Dangerous who's really letting loose tonight!

[Nick Dangerous slides under the bottom rope to the outside of the ring. He takes a moment to heal while referee Aaron Blake implores Zach to stay inside, Zach casts him aside and slides forward on his chest under the ropes, tackling Nick and pushing him back into the guard rail.]

Nelson: Whoa!

[Zach uses Nick's body for leverage as he lands on his feet outside the ring, delivering hard forearm strikes to Nick's head.]

Nelson: With ferociousness like that you can tell Zach and Nick are bonded by blood.

[Nick manages to wrap his arms around Zach and overhead belly to belly press him over the guard rail.]

Hart: Whoa! if anything's gonna stop your momentum that would do it.

Nelson: Zach Dangerous in a bad way now. If this doesn't get back in the ring we could be looking at a double disqualification.

Pilchard: You said it pal.

[Nick reaches over the guard rail, grabbing Zach by the hair and pulling him back in the boundaries of the railing. Nick carelessly drops Zach when most of his body is over the rail, leaving him to fall on his face.]

Nelson: Nick showing no regard for his siblings safety.

[Nick then having helped Zach to his feet, rolls him into the ring. Zach gets to his knees, digging forearms into Nick's gut, as the fans attempt to rally behind him, but Nick stops him with a knee lift to the head.]

Nelson: Nick has clear control of Zach now.

Pilchard: I'm sure this is giving Zach Dangerous some real flashbacks.

[Nick then places Zach in a cravate.]

Nelson: Cravate applied.

[Zach struggles to get out of the submission, throwing elbows into Nick's gut, but Nick again breaks his momentum with a kick to the gut to slow him down, followed by a hammering of his right forearm repeatedly against his back.]

Pilchard: Well Zach Dangerous came into the cWo with a howl but he's going out with a wimper.

[Nick grabs Zach by the head and tights and tosses him shoulder first into the turnbuckle post.]

Pilchard: He's getting eaten alive out there. What an amateur.

Nelson: Zach came to the cWo with one purpose. This was his purpose, his father's sick.

Pilchard: Don't get me started on their father. He was no saint, I'll tell you that.

Nelson: You're no saint either.

Pilchard: I'm a professional.

[Dangerous pulls Zach up from the post, and hoists him in a seated position on the top rope, then pulls him backwards, hanging him in a tree of woe. Dangerous throws some stiff kicks to the side of Zach's head.]

Nelson: Nick's really putting on the punishment.

[Dangerous steps backward, backing up to the opposite corner of the ring, and charges after Zach.]

Hart: This can't be good!

[Nick goes for a baseball slide, but Zach sits himself up, Nick slides uncontrollably towards the post which nails him between the legs.]

Hart: It's even worse than I imagined!

Pilchard: Bill Dangerous' little boy just caught a lucky break.

[Zach sits on the top rope, trying to regain his senses. He shakes off the cobwebs, and looks down to see Nick down and out.]

Nelson: Call it what you will, but this is a great opportunity for Zach Dangerous!

[Zach stands on the top rope, and leaps, coming down with a double stomp on the back of Dangerous.]

Hart: Ouch!

Nelson: This could be it!

[Zach pulls Nick towards the center of the ring, rolling him on his back before going for a pin.]

ONE

TWO

Nelson: Two count!

Pilchard: Yeah just a two, that's the closest he's gonna get.

Nelson: You know I have Robbie Hart here to be the pessimist. We don't need you for that.

Pilchard: I'm not a pessimist, I'm a realist.

[Meanwhile Zach slowly picks his brother up to his feet.]

Nelson: A realist huh. Well it's a good thing you came down here to clear that up.

Pilchard: I came down here to break these people from the monotony of you and Robbie trying to make us forget how screwed the cWo really is.

[As Nick is brought to his feet, he slaps Zach's hands away and jabs him in the throat with a double handed throat thrust.]

Nelson: Maybe it's because Johnny Serious has shown us that Omega's nothing to be afraid of.

Pilchard: Please.

[Dangerous whips Zach against the ropes.]

Pilchard: Serious is a short term solution. A distraction at best.

[Nick goes for a clothesline, but Zach dodges.]

Pilchard: Just wait until Cyberslam.

[Nick swings backwards with a spinning backfist but Zach dodges that as well. On the rebound, Zach tries for a flying forearm, but Dangerous gets a boot in his face.]

Hart: Oooh!

Pilchard: Just like little Zacharie out there. He's got big ideas, but acting on them is a whole new deal.

Hart: It sounds to me like that's just what you want. Even down to the Fiasco days you've been trying to take cWo down.

[Nick meets Zach Dangerous on the mat, as he applies a dragon sleeper.]

Pilchard: I'm a journalist, Robbie. If I'm not exposing corruption at its very core then I'm not doing my job. There's a column that your hero Notorious Jon wrote almost a year ago, where he said that cWo has a tendancy to get what it deserves, and I agree with him.

Hart: I think you're thinking a little selfishly there. It sounds to me like you had a bad day, and want everyone else to feel the same.

Nelson: I'd be happy to talk to you about who deserves what after the show, John but there's a match right now, and for someone who preaches about professionalism, you're really not showing it.

[Zach struggles for a way out, as Chazz Mendel pounds the mat in support of him.]

Pilchard: Your job is to call the match, not mine. I have something on my mind.

[Zach then throws some knees to the head of Dangerous, he keeps the hold applied to the best of his ability.]

Pilchard: Let me just put you at ease by explaining it this way. I know it sucks to see a long standing company go out of business.

[Meanwhile, Zach kicks Nick in the head again, but Nick still keeps the hold applied.]

Pilchard: But when my book gets published, and we're looking at a release date before the end of the year, and you know what I know, you'll be saying good riddance just like me, just like Omega.

Nelson: You're just as black hearted as the rest of them.

Pilchard: I'll take that as a compliment.

[Zach delivers another knee to the head of Dangerous. Nick releases the hold and plants Zach down with a crucifix style pin.]

ONE

TWO

Nelson: Two count for Nick Dangerous. Are you just out here to promote your book?

Pilchard: I've already said why I'm out here, take it or leave it.

Nelson: Well I think you made your point.

Pilchard: No I haven't. You're not getting it.

[Both men get to their feet, Nick goes for a body slam, but Zach drags Nick down with him, with a small package pin.]

ONE

TWO

[Nick kicks out, both men rise to their feet once again, when Zach rushes after him and rolls him up with a rolling schoolboy pin.]

ONE

TWO

Nelson: Two near falls! Zach going for the upset!

[Both men get up. Zach immediately hops onto Nick's shoulders, Nick stands with Zach sitting on top of him, and positions Zach in a fireman's carry.]

Nelson: Oh no...

Pilchard: Here it comes.

[Nick hits a Danger Driver, laying Zach out on the mat.]

Pilchard: It's over.

[Nick rolls Zach over for a pin.]

ONE

TWO

Nelson: Wait a minute?

[Nick releases the pin on his own will, looking at Chazz Mendel as he sits on his knees. Nick cuts his thumb across his throat, as he grabs Zach by the legs.]

Nelson: He could have won the match already!

Pilchard: I don't think that's his M.O.

[Dangerous locks Zach in his inverted Texas Cloverleaf.]

Pilchard: He's taking Zach apart with the same move that nearly broke Chazz Mendel's back.

Nelson: Zach's tapping out!

DING DING DING

Nelson: It was an honest attempt but Zach just couldn't live up to his sadistic older brother.

Pilchard: Yeah, that'll be the story of cWo's existance. An honest try, but a waste of our time.

Nelson: Well the door's always open, no one is forcing you to stay.

Hart: Nick's not letting Zach off the hook that easy!

[Chazz Mendel gets in the ring, prompting Nick to let go of the hold, and slowly back away.]

Nelson: Thankfully Chazz Mendel was out here, he had to expect something like this.

Pilchard: Another moron who doesn't know when to quit.

Hart: Are you done?

Pilchard: I'll just leave saying it's been an honor working with you guys, and good luck in your future endeavors. Oh and, good luck Johnny!

[We then hear a muffling of the headset as Pilchard gets up and leaves the announce booth.]

Hart: Might be worth it if it's the last time we see him around.

[Johnny Serious can be seen waiting by the parking garage.]

Nelson: Folks, Johnny has been on the look out for Heretic all night long. And so far, he has come up short.

Hart: It's never too late for Johnny to take back his war like words.

Nelson: Now is not the time to be a coward Robbie.

Hart: Speak for yourself. The cowards always survive!

[Serious continues to wait outside in the parking garage. Suddenly, a trunk pops open behind him.]

Nelson: Wait a minute!

[Heretic climbs out of the trunk.]

Hart: Has he been there all night!

Nelson: Watch out, Johnny!

[Heretic grabs a tire iron from the trunk and slowly and quietly walks towards Serious.]

Nelson: Turn around, Johnny! Turn around!

[Heretic taps Serious on the shoulder. Serious turns around and walks right into a huge shot to the face with the tire iron. Serious falls to the ground, blood on his face.]

Nelson: Heretic just laid out Johnny Serious!

[Heretic puts his finger in Serious' blood, then he stands up, walks to a car and writes something in blood: the word "YES."]

[commercial]

Nelson: Ladies and gentlemen, we have taken our last commercial break and we are heading into our main event which may be in question due to an attack on Chris Michaels earlier the team he is supposed to face!

Hart: He needs to be a man and face them head on even with his injuries! This is why people mock him!

Nelson: It is just you and Omega!

Hart: I gotta say this is one way to cap off a very eventful night!

Nelson: I’d say! Heretic just accepted in his own fashion, Johnny Serious’s challenge. We have ourselves a Cyberslam MAIN EVENT and it is Johnny Serious finally getting his one on one shot against World Champion Heretic. And I think there is more than just the title on the line. The fate of the company can also be at stake as well. And Heretic is not going to make it easy. He just accepted in a very violent way.

Hart: That is the Heretic way though!

Nelson: Omega has been working like clockwork tonight and the main event hasn’t started yet. First CBK and Baxter’s attack on Chris Michaels then finally Heretic’s attack with a tire iron Johnny Serious. But Heretic’s time could be up at Cyberslam.

Hart: Yes, that tops off a card where we will see Omega dominate throughout!

Nelson: That remains to be seen! Although,  a brutal mugging might be the cause of Omega dominating tonight in our main event.

Donna Dixon: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a tag team match, scheduled for one fall!

["Cowboys from Hell" by Pantera cues on the PA and the crowd begins to boo loudly as Andrew Phillips and Jacob Baxter make their way out to the ring.]

Dixon: Representing Omega, first, weighing in at 245 pounds from San Diego, California, "THE COMEBACK KID", ANNDDREWW PHILLIPS!! And his tag team partner, Syndeham, London, England, weighing in at sixteen-point-five stone, JACOB "THE BASTARD" BAXTER!

Nelson: We've all seen what Jacob Baxter and Andrew Phillips did tonight...in one word, it was disgusting. The heinous and vile Omega...

Hart: I thought you said one word!

Nelson: You know what? You're right. Unfortunately, one word isn't enough to describe these two disgusting human beings for attack Chris Michaels, who knows if Michaels will even be able to come out here tonight after the attack the portrayed on him earlier on tonight!

Hart: You hink Omega cares about you being mad at them?

Nelson: Of course not, but someone needs to give these two their comeuppance before they hurt anyone else!

[Andrew and Baxter slide into the ring . Andrew turns towards the stage with a small grin on his face. "Superstar" by Saliva cues on the PA. Andrew Phillips cracks his neck and starts to shake his head, but his expression changes and the fans cheer as "Hotshot" Chris Michaels walks out on the ramp, clutching his head, but still standing.]

Dixon: And their opponents! First, from Roanoke, Virginia, weighing in at two hundred twenty ive pounds, "HOTSHOT" CHHHRRISSS MICHAELS!!

Hart: Well I'll be damned!

Nelson: Michaels is up! Michaels is up, and he looks like he's spoiling for a fight!

Hart: What does that even mean?

Nelson: It means that Michaels looks frustrated, incensed, and pissed off, and he won't think twice about beating the high holy hell out of The Comeback Kid or Jacob Baxter tonight!

Hart: He's hurt, that does him in! He's got a big ol' bullseye on his head right now! Andrew's going to rip his head off!

Nelson:L he can try, but Michaels is rarin' to get a piece of CBK!

[Michaels pauses before entering the ring, looking back at the stage. Up on the cWo tron a picture of the earth is seen. The earth then explodes as pyro and explosions fill the arena. The entrance ramp is filled with smoke as "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva begins to play.]

Dixon: And his tag team partner, from Allen Park, Michigan, "THE GREATEST SHOW ON EARTH", MURU!

Nelson: And now the fun really begins, Muru's going...to make his way out here...any second now.

["Ladies and Gentlemen" continues playing. But Muru's nowhere to be seen. Michaels looks confused and annoyed as Phillips nods and Baxter cracks a smile. The cWoTron flickers back to life, and we see Muru being beat down by The ChED!]

Nelson: Wait a minute!

Hart: See! Omega had a plan! They always have a plan, a backplan, and a back-up plan for the back-up plan!

[Muru tries to fight back against ChED, but ChED hits him with a low blow, then sends him into a wall! Muru cries out and ChED grabs a steel chain that's laying on the floor. He chokes Muru with it while dragging him across the floor.]

Nelson: Come on! End this! Someone! Don't let this happen!

Hart: It's already happening! Who do you want to stop it!

[ChED ends up dragging Muru into a closet. ChED quickly exits, then begins to padlock the door shut!]

Nelson: Come on! Where's security!

Hart: Wait, what happens to this match!

[Michaels looks on distraught, but Jacob slides out of the ring and clubs Michaels right in the back of the head! Michaels staggers as Jacob nails him with another stiff forearm to the head. Andrew is a good distance away as Baxter leads Michaels towards the ring and bounces is head off the apron!]

Nelson: Is this match going to happen! This is supposed to be a tag team match!

Hart: I don't know if the match has even started yet period!

Nelson: And now Baxter tosses Michaels into the ring, and...

DING DING DING!

Nelson: This is a match! Aaron Blake just called for the bell! But Muru isn't out ere!

Hart: I guess the ref just made an executive decision! This is going to be a handicap match!

Nelson: Oh come on! That's...that's bull! This is supposed to be a tag team match!

Hart: Well Muru's locked in a closet, you wanna face ChED and let him out!

[Michaels stumbles to his feet and gets met with another stiff right hand, and then another! Michaels gets irish whipped into the ropes and Baxter meets him with a high knee! He hits the ropes quickly, jumps up and drives another knee into Michaels skull. Baxter covers...

ONE

TWO

NO! Michaels gets the shoulder up.]

Nelson: The fact this match is even happening is ridiculous, as we see Baxter now, hauling Michaels back to his feet, and Baxter buries the knee into Hotshot's stomach...but it's Michaels now, with he shots to the stomach! And now the knife edge chop, right hand, chop, right hand from Michaels backs Baxter into the ropes!

[Michaels irish whips Baxter this time, Baxter reverses, but Michaels comes off the ropes with a flying forearm! Both men quickly get back to their feet, but it's Michaels with the atomic drop, and then a straight right hand! Baxter tries to shake the cobwebs and Michaels tries to fire up the crowd, but Andrew comes and and nails Michaels with a stiff lariat right to the back of the head!]

Nelson: Oh come on!

Hart: Michaels took his eye off the prize!

Nelson: And look at Andrew scamper right back to corner!

Hart: He didn't scamper, he's not the legal man!

Nelson: Well then he shouldn't have been in the right at all, as we see Baxter turn Chris Michaels over and start raining down the right hands into Michaels head! And that's exactly what the attack earlier was about, putting a bullseye on Michaels body that they can zero in on and hurt, softening up Michaels for Cyberslam!

[Baxter hauls Michaels back up to his feet and nails him with a series of European Uppercuts, then follows it up with a headbutt. Michaels drops to the mat clutching his head. Baxter makes the tag and Andrew quickly comes in, hits the ropes, drops a forearm into Michaels face, then tags Baxter back in.]

Nelson: And now we see Baxter hit the ropes and drops a leg across the face of Michaels, Baxter right into the cover...

ONE!

TWO!

No, Baxter gets the shoulder up! Bedlam and mayhem going on tonight, Michaels gets attacked earlier, ChED attacks Muru and locks him in a closet, nothing short of insanity going on here tonight, as Baxter once again hauling Michaels to his feet and another european uppercut, and yet another! Attacking that head with venom and malice...

Hart: And there's some solid tag team work going on. Gotta admire that, right?

Nelson: It seems to me like Andrew isn't too gung ho to jump in the ring with Michaels to me, as Baxter tries for the whip again, oh, it's Michaels with the reversal!

[Michaels bends down as Baxter comes off the ropes, but telegraphs it as Baxter kicks him in the face! Michaels falls to the match clutching his head again Baxter covers...

ONE

TWO...]

Nelson: And Michaels able to kick out again! There is still some fight in Chris Michaels, as Jacob tags in Andrew again, and look at Andrew, the vulture, picking apart the bones with the stomps, the kicks, and now the right hands! And again, Andrew quick with the tag out!

Hart: Again, excellent tag to wrestling.

Nelson: Then why hasn't Andrew attacked when Michaels is on his feet and when he's looking!

Hart: Because he doesn't have to! That's the whole point of being in a tag team match!

Nelson: Well it looks to me like Baxter is doing most of the work, as he hauls Michaels up...Michaels eyes are glazed over here, I'll be shocked if he doesn't have a concussion...but once again he's fighting back!

[Michaels throws the right and left hands into Baxter's midsection as "The Bastard" has him in a front face lock. Michaels throws some big elbows and gets Michaels to let go, then tags him with a right hand, and the a knife edge chop! Michaels goes to irish whip Baxter, but Baxter reverses and sends Michaels into the ropes, and Andrew knees him in the back!]

Nelson: Come on, cheap shot!

Hart: You're complaing a lot tonight!

Nelson: And Michaels just grabbed Andrew by the throat!! Michaels has had enough of Andrew, but it's Baxter with the shot from behind! It's just impossile for Michaels to gain any momentum two-on-one here, and now it's Baxter with the irish whip to Michaels again, but Michaels hits him with the flying forearm!!

Hart: Lucky move!!

Nelson: Desperation move there from Michaels, but can he capitalize!

[Michaels staggers back to his feet as Baxter charges him with a clothesline, but Michaels ducks it, hooks Baxter up and takes him down with a russian leg sweep! Andrew starts to climb in to stop him, but as he prepares to clock Michaels from behind, "HotShot" turns around and Andrew hits the breaks!]

Nelson: Well here's your shot, Andrew! Hit him, hit him while he's looking you in he face!

Hart: Andrew doesn't want to get disqualified here! People have been DQ'd for less!

Nelson: And Michaels is daring Andrew to hit him...but Andrew is backing down here!

Hart: Come on, he's not back down...he's just, u know...slowly moving backwards! But he's not agraid, look at the cold stare!

Nelson: Well it's not like Andrew to not take a shot when he has it! And Michaels now it's looking to nail that knockout shot...BUT IT'S BAXTER WITH THE HOOLIGAN KICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!

[Michaels falls flat on his face. Andrew immediately goes on the attack and starts punching and kneeing Michaels in the back of the head!]

Nelson: Come on!! Once again, Baxter does the damage, and now Andrew picks Michaels apart!! And Aaron Blake has to pull Andrew off and practically dragging back to his corner, but now it's Baxter stomping on Michaels head, and now the shots to the head with a closed fist! And Michaels is trying to cover up, but it's to little avail!

[Andrew gets back on the apron as Baxter hauls a limp Chris Michaels to his feet. He hooks Michaels up, and then power Michaels over with a cravate suplex. Baxter motions that Michaels is done, then walks over and tags in Andrew, who quickly goes over and pins Michaels.]

Nelson: Pin made, Andrew hooks the leg...

ONE!

TWO!

THR...NO!! Michaels, even though he's reeling, every time he gets a chance he clutches at his head, trying to protect himself, and now Baxter is reasing for the corner...but Andrew shakes his head. Apparentl Michaels has been beaten up enough to Andrew's liking!

Hart: Apparently!

Nelson: Andrew, hauls Michaels back to his feet, front facelock applied. Andrew now, trying for the implant DDT...but Michaels grabs the ropes!! Michaels hung on and Andrew dropped to the mat, and now Michaels mounts Andrew and takes him out with the right hands! Michaels finally gets his hands on Andrew!

Hart: Now who's using closed fist!

[Andrew staggers to his feet and Michaels tags him with a right hand, then a knife edge chop, then he whips Andrew into the ropes and takes him down with a back body drop. Andrew cries out as he gets back to his feet and gets taken down with a clothesline, then gets back to his feet again and gets clotheslined again. Andrew gets to his feet one more time, but Michaels picks him and drops him with a scoop slam. Baxter comes in to stop him but he gets hip tossed right on top of Andrew!]

Nelson: And Michaels is on fire, as is this crowd! Michaels fighting back despite hurting, you can see him trying to shake the cobwebs...but Michaels is still going up top!

Hart: This is dumb! Michaels shouldn't risk this!

Nelson: Michaels is in a hard place, he's going to have to pull out all the stops here if he wants to beat Omega here tonight! Michaels, slowly, slowly climbing up to the top rope! Michaels is on his game here tonight, but can he finish the job!

Hart: He better hope so!

[Michaels stands up on the top rope shakily, trying to shake the cobwebs, then comes off with a huge leg drop on both Baxter and CBK! Baxter rolls out of the ring as Michaels slowly gets back to his feet and starts beckoning Andrew Phillips to get up.]

Nelson: And Chris Michaels is going to look to put Andrew away right here and right now!!

Hart: I have a feeling Andrew's about to be asking himself "why me"...

Nelson: Michaels has to be looking to put Andrew away as CBK slowly makes his way to his feet. Can Michaels do it, can he pull out the upset here!

Hart: No time like he present, Baxter's out, take advantage, Michaels! Finish him off!

Nelson: Andrew finally staggers back and Michaels hooks him up, looking for Why Me, wait, CBK reverses, looking for The ConClusion!! But Michaels shoves Andrew off and right into the refereree!!

Hart: Dammit! You see! This is why we can't rust Michaels! He should just dropped Andrew when he had the chance!

Nelson: Referee knocked out and now we see Andrew come around and and MICHAELS HITS HIM WITH WHY ME!! Michaels nailed him with Why Me!! And now Michaels makes the cover...no referee in sight though!

Hart: He's got bad timing!

Nelson: Andrew it out cold, Michaels has it won! If the referee were up Michaels would have it won! And now Michaels has to o over and try and wake the referee, but wait a minute, Baxter is back in the ring now! And now Baxter hooks Michaels up nd takes him down ith the Bastardizer!!

Hart: And now it's really over! Just wake up the ref, Baxter, then drag Andrew on top and...

["Ladies and Gentlemen" cues on he PA and Baxter looks back to the entrance way as Muru alks out, armed with a steel chair.]

Nelson: Wait a minute!

Hart: How'd he get out! He got locked in the closet!!

Nelson: Well he's out of it now, and he's armed with a weapon as he races his way down to the ring!

[Muru slides into the ring, but Baxter just cracks a smile and shakes his head. Muru looks out at the crowd, who cheers him on as Baxter bends down on one knee and dares Muru to hit him.]

Nelson: Is Baxter crazy!

Hart: Come on, you know like I know that Muru's not going to hit him!

[Muru raises the chair over his head...but before he brings it down, he slowly lowers it and shakes his head. Baxter laughs it off and stands back up...then Muru shrugs, and smacks the chair off Baxter's skull with a baseball swing!]

Hart: What!?

Nelson: How about them apples, Baxter!! Muru just took The Bastard's head off with that steel chair shot!

Hart: His head should be in the cheap seats right now! Talk about a home run...

[Muru drops the chair and yells at Baxter while plaing to the audience, but while he's doing so, CBK crawls back to his feet. He catches sight of Muru, and when Muru turns and he NAILS him with The DruMax!]

Nelson: And Andrew out of nowhere with The DruMax on Muru, that superkick takes Muru right back out of the game as Muru rolls out of the ring! It's completely broken down here!

[Andrew yells at Muru from inside the ring, but Michaels slowly rises to his feet with a mile on his feet. Andrew spits on Muru from inside the ring, but when CBK turns around, MICHAELS HITS THE CONCLUSION ON ANDREW!]

Nelson: Oh my God!!

Hart: DId he just...

Nelson: Michaels just nailed Andrew with his own manuever...and now Michaels is going to crawl onto the cover here!

Hart: No way!!

Nelson: And Aaron Blake is coming back around! Oh what an insult this would be!

Hart: There's just no way this could happen!

Nelson: Both legs hooked, Blake makes the count!!

ONE!

TWO!

Baxter's going to try and break it up, BUT HE'S TOO LATE!!

THREE! THAT'S IT!! MICHAELS JUST PINNED ANDREW WITH HIS OWN MOVE!!

DING DING DING!

Donna Dixon: Ladies and gentlemen, your winners, "HOTSHOT" CHRIS MICHAELS, AND MUURRRRUU!!!!

[Muru quickly pulls the ailing Michaels out of the ring. Both men have huge smiles on their face as Baxter looks incensed and Andrew tries to regain his barings.]

Nelson: Michaels pulls out the victory in a one on two situation, and to add insults to CBK's injury, he does it using The ConClusion!!

Hart: I still can't believe that he managed to do that!

Nelson: "HotShot" just did something he will be able to hold over Andrew's head for a long time to come! The veteral Michaels just pinned Andrew in he middle of the ring with his own finishing manuever...and now hat Andrew's coming back around, he looks absolutely livid!! Muru and Michaels just showed Omega that they are not willing to be bullied any longer!! We're out of time for tonight folks, for Robbie Hart, I'm Joel Nelson, good night from Syracuse!

[Baxter is yelling at the referee about getting hit with the chair, while Andrew just screams after Michaels and Muru, who walk up the ramp with their arms raised and smiles on their faces.]

Nelson: Face it! cWo may just have a chance yet! Omega might be for naught after all!

Hart: I don’t believe that for one second, Omega has all the cards in their hands.

[With Michaels and Muru on the rampway “Crawling” begins to play as Tony “Totally” Awesome comes out with a determined look on his face.]

Hart: What is he doing out here?

Nelson: I don’t know, he hasn’t been very vocal since Omega began their hostile takeover.

Hart: And he is using tonight to FINALLY officiate? He needs to get lost! Martial law has been working fine with him hiding from Omega.

[Awesome holds up the microphone staring at the Omega members in the ring.]

Awesome: Okay… I have been sitting around for too long watching you guys run amuck! I owe the cWo fans and talent an apology. But I am not going to make it up to you with an “I’m Sorry!” No, since this is war, I feel there is no better solution then to bring on war!  So next Driven, just days before Cyberslam, you choose three, I choose because we are going to have ourselves a War Games Match!

Hart: WHAT?

Nelson: Just days before Cyberslam we are going to have Omega face off against cWo’s finest! That is  huge! And Omega does not look happy. We will be seeing you next week for not only the final countdown to Cyberslam but Omega Vs. cWo in a War Games Match

[The cWo logo appears on screen as we fade away from Tony Awesome and Michaels and Muru staring down Omega.]