[Electric Mike smokes a cigarette by the loading dock, when suddenly the door opens and Reg Mendel Jr steps out.]

Reg Jr: Hey Electrical Mike, the frontman wants to see you.

[Electric Mike shrugs, then goes back to his cigarette.]

Reg Jr: I'm not jokin' around here. He wants to see you and that guy from egypt land.

[Electrix Mike gives him a blank stare.]

Reg Jr: That Nile guy, like from that movie with Mosley and the Ten Commanders!

Electric Mike: You mean Nigel?

Reg Jr: Whatever. So yeah, NJ made me the band's rodeo, so I'm in charge of gettin you guys from Part A to Part B! You gotta find him and come with me right now!

[Electric Mike puts out his cigarette and follows Reg Jr.]

[The camera pans around the Sioux Falls Arena in Sioux Falls, South Dakota as fireworks go off from the ceiling shooting towards the stage. The stage alights on both sides, then fireworks erupt from both sides of the cWo tron. The camera then focuses on the crowd, highlighting such signs as “Muru = Next World Champion” “Give Barrett Hawk a Title Shot” and “Mike Logan Sucks” The camera then focuses on Joel Nelson, Peter Tiger and Robbie Hart seated at the announce position.]

Nelson: Hello everybody and welcome to cWo Driven! We are live here in Sioux Falls South Dakota, I'm Joel Nelson, by my side as always Peter Tiger and Robbie Hart!

Tiger: And what a show we got in store tonight. In the wake of last week's verbal throwdown between Muru and Face Turn, and the following tussle after the main event...

[A graphic displays Notorious JON and Victor Emmit versus Muru and Devon Dice.]

Tiger: ...Things might come to a head sooner than later when Muru and Devon Dice get a chance to bring Face Turn down a peg.

Nelson: Muru "declared war" on Face Turn is what they've been saying. He wants to take down the group that assisted in putting him out of action for over a month. Will he be successful? Or do Face Turn have more tricks up their sleeve?

Hart: Face Turn doesn't need trick Joel, Face Turn is gonna rock their world.

Nelson: We'll find out for sure, later tonight...

[Suddenly, we hear "The Stroke" by Billy Squire begin to play over the P.A. system as the fans immediately start booing when Mike Logan stands at the entrance ramp, hoisting his cWo World Heavyweight Title in the air, wearing a long-sleeve baby blue Oxford shirt with black dress pants and Arimani shoes with a gold Rolex around his wrist. Accompanying him to the ring is Sabrina Swallows, wearing a two piece laser-print top and dress, almost like a hooker would wear as they walk to the ring, arm in arm as fans pelt them with garbage. Logan mockingly cups his hand to his ear as the fans start their "F**K YOU LO-GAN!" chant.]

Nelson: Well, what a surprise... our coward of a champion comes out to ring with his little jail-bait floozy to give excuses about last week.

Tiger: Barrett Hawk technically DID beat Mike Logan, but the thing is he didn't make "The Canadian Gigolo" submit or pin him.

Hart: Why should Logan give Hawk another chance? He blew his opportunity! And another thing, Sabrina's not jail-bait... she's nineteen!

[Mike Logan then takes the microphone and looks out at the crowd before he begins to speak.]

Logan: Sioux Falls, South Dakota... where Barrett Hawk appears to be a real ladies' man... which also explains why there's so many lesbians in this God-forsaken hell-hole!

[The crowd immediately starts throwing garbage at the ring as Mike Logan just watches the garbage fly at him and Sabrina as he continues to speak.]

Logan: You know, there are things called "TRASH CANS" you can throw this crap into, but since common sense is lost on you morons, let me go ahead and make my point. "Hop-Along Hay-Seed" ... last week, you had an opportunity to get a title shot IF you beat me. But there's a teeny, tiny problem... the "Loga-Conda" doesn't give out title shots on a count-out, so in other words, so you can wrap this around your simple little brain... YOU... GET... NOTHING! YOU... LOSE! GOOD... DAY... TO... YOU! And all you poster-children for abortion, as far as I'm concerned, can kiss my ass because Sabrina and I have better things to do, such as serving Sabrina some "sausage", so if you don't mind...

[Suddenly, we hear "Simple Man" by Lynyrd Skynyrd begin to play over the P.A. system as Barrett Hawk comes out to a loud ovation. Sabrina consoles Mike Logan who's clearly not appreciating the sight of the Simple Man. The music quickly fades as Hawk takes a moment to take in the crowd response.]

Hawk: Don't you dare look so surprised to see me. Mike Logan, last week you said that all I had to do was beat ya, and I'd be number one contender. Well I beat ya, so where's my Title shot?

[Fans cheer as Logan shakes his head disapprovingly.]

Logan: Boy, you really ARE the "Simple Man" because you must not have heard me the first time, so let me slow things down for you, "Simple Man"... What. You. Want... I. Can't. Give. To. You. Do. You. Under-stand?

[Barrett Hawk smiles as he strokes his beard.]

Logan: Wipe that stupid, corn-fed smirk off your face and hit the bricks, "Hop-Along"!

Hawk: I'm smiling because I know one way or another I'm gonna get what I want. You might be the World Champion, but that don't mean you call the shots. Way I figure, I got two options. Option one, I can be a good boy and walk away from what I already earned last week.

[Cameras catch a shot of Logan nodding his head in agreement with option one.]

Hawk: Or...I can just come down there and take it.

[Fans cheer as Hawk drops the microphone and begins walking down the aisle. Logan looks a bit rattled as he drops his microphone as well, and wields his Title like a weapon.]

Nelson: I like the sounds of that!

Hart: He has no idea what he has coming to him! That's our World Champion!

Nelson: A lying, cheating, coward of a World Champion!

[Sabrina Swallows urges Logan to reconsider fighting Hawk, but he holds his ground. Up until Hawk enters the ring, then Swallows and Logan turn tail and run.]

Nelson: Don't change the channel ladies and gentlemen, this isn't a repeat broadcast. Mike Logan just so happens to be running away, again!

Hart: He's not even dressed for a fight! This isn't how you get a Title shot!

[Logan wrestles the microphone out of the hands of ring announcer Donna Dixon's hand as he and Sabrina quickly walk around the ring, as Hawk throws his arms up in the air and looks to the crowd, not entirely surprised by Logan's reaction.]

Logan: I'm not sure I like your tone there, "Hop-Along"! But, since I'm a fair human being, I'm gonna give you another chance tonight... if you can pin me or make me submit in that ring tonight, I give you my word that I'll give you a shot at my title. Oh, and by the way, tell Charlene I said "hi", will you?

[Logan mockingly blows a kiss at the camera as he and Sabrina escape from Barrett Hawk by running through the crowd.]

Nelson: Well Mike Logan's been World Champion for two weeks and he's already digging himself a grave if you ask me.

Tiger: It didn't take long for this to become personal, Mike Logan is making Barrett Hawk run through unnecessary hoops and while I'm glad he's given a second chance, if last week is any indication, he's gonna have to try and avoid Logan making an escape.

Nelson: Already looking to be an action packed show, we'll be right back.

Nelson: Welcome back folks to what is already an action packed Driven. We have Notorious JON and Victor Emmit of Face Turn taking on Muru and Devon Dice in one of our two main events of the evening. But tempers flared between Barrett Hawk and Mike Logan before the break, when this was said...

[We revert back to footage of earlier, where Logan is backed up on the aisle, with Barrett Hawk looking on from the ring.]

Logan: I'm not sure I like your tone there, "Hop-Along"! But, since I'm a fair human being, I'm gonna give you another chance tonight... if you can pin me or make me submit in that ring tonight, I give you my word that I'll give you a shot at my title.

[We return to the commentary booth.]

Nelson: So it's Barrett Hawk versus Mike Logan tonight, again with number one contendership implications.

Tiger: Should be huge, the more Logan riles up the bull, the worse it's gonna get for him.

[Hysteria by Muse plays as Johnny Vandal makes his way out on the ramp. No pyrotechnics shoot off with his entrance.]

Nelson: Looks like there's a malfunction on Vandal's entrance with his introduction for tonight's match.

[Vandal continues to walk down the ramp, not into the event at all, seemingly bored with his presence in the stadium.]

Nelson: Johnny Vandal hasn't seen much in ring action as of late, so this match should be his proverbial mount back on the horse so to speak.

Tiger: Officially he hasn't seen much action, but two weeks ago at Summertime Bruise he gave himself his own work, playing referee in the match between Brother Shabazz and J.J. Carter.

Hart: Which was noble of him to volunteer his service.

Nelson: It was also against the rules and I've heard around the bend that he's been fined for his actions at the Pay Per View event.

Tiger: One has to wonder if becoming a cWo wrestler has made more profit than lost for Johnny Vandal, his fines must be bigger than his cheques.

Hart: Well sometimes an artist has to make sacrifices for his art.

Nelson: I think he needs to find a new talent.

[He walks up the steps into the ring and takes a mic from the side. He goes to the center of the ring and lays out on the mat. The crowd boos.]

Johnny Vandal: Ohhhh, boooooooo.

[The boos become louder.]

Vandal: Where are we? What fine place of a town are we in tonight? Because I have no clue. North Dakota?

[The crowd erupts in boos. Vandal sits up, still sitting on the mat.]

Vandal: Some poor sap who thinks he can wrestle was supposed to come out here tonight and face me, but... That just isn't going to happen...

Nelson: Johnny Vandal is SCHEDULED to match. He has no choice.

Vandal: You see, I call the shots. This is a tough business, and if Tony wants to go toe-to-toe, then so be it, I will let the fists fly.

[Vandal stands up to jeers from people up front.]

Vandal: At the last PPV, I was not scheduled for a match, and that doesn't bode well in my book.

Nelson: True, but he sure made his presence known.

Vandal: They want to cut my entrance down to the bones, no more fireworks, no more lights? Fine. But if you refuse to let me face real talent, if there is any here, well... Haha, that just won't happen. I'll take my fine tonight and have it docked from my pay. I'm used to that. But let me tell you all something. This isn't over. I will be facing someone at the next PPV, and it will be important that you all pay attention, because it's going to change things. I'm seeking a title to put around my waist and I've already got all the attention I need. Another victim on my well kept injury list awaits, and his name, is J.J. CARTER.

[Vandal drops the mic and leaves, the crowd booing as he does.]

Nelson: Well you heard it! Vandal just announced that he's going after J.J. Carter!

Hart: Don't get me wrong, Carter is a nice guy, but if Vandal's record is any indication, he is going to do some damage.

Nelson: Someone needs to give him a muzzle and a straightjacket, he can't seem to keep his mouth shut or his hands to himself!

Tiger: Definitely upper managements least favorite wrestler, which I think he takes pride in.

[Reg Jr leads Electric Mike and Nigel St. Claire into the Face Turn locker room, where Notorious JON sits, waiting for them. NJ is decked out in a sequined powder blue jacket with matching leather pants.]

Notorious JON: Ah, lads!

[Electric Mike and Nigel look at each other, confused by the british accent Notorious JON is suddenly using. NJ walks to a locker and opens the door, revealing bottles of alchohol. He pulls out a bottle of hennesy.]

Notorious JON: Fancy a drink?

Electric Mike: Why are you british?

Notorious JON: Nevermind that, mate! [He pops the lid off of the bottle and takes a drink.] Right-o, chaps, we've got some official Face Turn business, by crikey.

[He takes a seat on one of the benches.]

Notorious JON: Now, we've got these two aggro chaps trying to tear down our music, eh? Now normally, it'd be all well and good, but these two, Muru and Devon Dice, surely they can't expect Victor E and myself to arse about with them. I mean, did Robert and Jimmy go it alone? Did Mick and Keith? Did John and Paul? Fact is, lads, we've been the ones that've been the soul of Face Turn while you two have simply been lazing about. Seems like we're the ones who put up the risk, but you get to share the rewards.

Electric Mike: What the hell are you talking about? I haven't seen my family in 3 months because you make me come to all these wrestling shows!

Notorious JON: Bollocks! We're all sacrificing, old bean, Victor and I just don't prattle on and on about it! So tonight, chaps, YOU'LL be the frontmen. Savy?

Nigel: What?

Notorious JON: You'll be replacing Victor and myself in our scrap tonight, old boy!

Electric Mike: Wait a second, we're not wrestlers!

Notorious JON: Oi, I'm givin' you a gig, mate. You know never to turn down a gig! Tonight's the night for you two lads to show you're up to snuff, to show you can handle the responsibility of being in the greatest band in the world. Don't worry, mate, after tonight we'll all be china!

Nelson: Are Jon and Victor afraid of Devon Dice and Muru?...

DING DING DING

Dixon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the number one contendership for the Women's Championship!

[There's a cheer heard in the crowd. The mood changes as the intro to The Dead Weather's "Bone House" hits the sound system. Nox Bones comes out alone, making a silent walk down the aisle.]

Dixon: Entering the ring first. Hailing from Newark New Jersey...Nox Bones!

Nelson: Well here's Nox Bones. The man who discovered her, John Pilchard nowhere to be found.

Hart: Eh well...she's a big girl Joel, she can take care of herself.

Nelson: Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining.

Hart: He's probably working out the contract for when Nox Bones takes on Bellatrix Drake for the Women's Championship.

[Nox Bones punches her right fist into the palm of her left hand as stares into the camera on her way to the ring.]

Nelson: That would be very presumptuous of him, but I wouldn't put it past him to make that presumption.

Tiger: But this is cWo, we can't take anything at face value, just because John PIlchard isn't around doesn't mean his presence won't be felt later in the match necessarily. Pilchard is a very sneaky, snakey kind of guy.

Nelson: He's got tricks to say the least.

[Nox gets settled in the ring as blue and white strobe lights start flashing on the cWo stage as "Boom [Here Comes The]" by Nelly begins to play over the P.A. system as we see Cassie Charisma emerge from the curtain with a cheerful smile on her face as she points to all the fans in the audience before making her way to the ring wearing a navy blue tank-top and matching soccer shorts with navy blue wrestling boots and matching kick-pads with matching elbow and knee-pads as well.]

Dixon: And her opponent, from Blountville, Tennessee. Cassieeeeee Charismaaaa!

Nelson: Well tonight's unexpected main event isn't the only number one contenders match scheduled for tonight, and much like our main event it's mired in controversy.

[Cassie enthusiastically skips down the aisle, smiling to the appreciative crowd on the way down.]

Hart: You're darn right it's mired in controversy! Nox Bones already beat blondie here!

Nelson: I've heard that enough from John Pilchard. Nox Bones scored a victory over Cassie Charisma at Summertime Bruise, however I for one agree with the referee's call to reverse the decision after she took a few liberties with poor Cassie afterwards.

[Cassie stops at ringside as she and Nox make eye contact. She frowns at the sight of her, she slides into the ring, as from the opposite side Nox begins her charge. The two leap at each other, and grab a lock of each other's hair. The two spiral in the air and fall to the mat each with two hands on each other's head. Referee Aaron Blake calls for the bell immediately.]

Nelson: Oh!

DING DING DING

Tiger: It's becoming clear to me Joel that these two women just don't like each other!

Nelson: Gee you think?

[Both women stand up on their knees, exchanging forearms.]

Hart: Isn't it great!?

[Cassie stuns Nox with a hard forearm, and climbs to her feet. She brings Nox up to hers as she performs a monkey flip to bring her down.]

Nelson: These two really haven't gotten along since day one.

[Cassie rolls backwards and mounts Nox, delivering hard right hands to the head.]

Tiger: This rivalry really went from one to ten in a heartbeat Joel.

Hart: These girls are really going at it!

Nelson: This is only gonna get worse before it gets better, unsurprisingly reminiscent of their match at Summertime Bruise.

[Nox turns the tables, rolling Cassie to her back and mounting right hands to her head.]

Tiger: Nox Bones turned Cassie around!

[Referee Aaron Blake pulls Nox Bones off Charisma.]

Nelson: This makes for good television but Aaron Blake understandably trying to take this down a pitch. They can't be trading close fisted punches like that.

[Nox casts Blake aside as she approaches Cassie with a kick to the stomach. She follows up with an irish whip.]

Nelson: Cassie now being sent to the ropes.

[Cassie on the rebound sets up Nox in a spinning leg scissors. She keeps the legs locked, spinning multiple times.]

Nelson: And a flyyyying leg scissors from Cassie Charisma takes her down!

Tiger: What a move!

[Nox is brought to the mat, but she quickly gets back to her feet. Cassie quickly brings her back down with a dropkick.]

Nelson: Follows up with a dropkick!

[Nox is down, as she recovers she's met with another dropkick.]

Nelson: Nox Bones is struggling...

[Nox gets up again, and Cassie catches her off guard with a hard slap.]

Nelson: Yeouch!

[Fans cheer as Cassie takes Nox down with a Lou Thesz press.]

Nelson: Thesz press!

[Once again Cassie delivers hard right punces to the head of Nox, quickly, Nox spins the mount around, but the two continue rolling until they spill to the outside of the ring.]

Tiger: The ring just can't contain these two!

Nelson: Don't get this kind of action anywhere else folks!

[On the outside the two women exchange hard forearms as Aaron Blake begins to count them out for a disqualification.]

ONE

Hart: You don't see much action anywhere Joel.

Nelson: Yeah? Well, that's married life...

[Nox stuns Cassie with a hard overhead slap to the chest.]

TWO

Nelson: Ooh. Ouch.

[Cassie returns with a knife edge chop. Cameras catch a quick glimpse of Bellatrix Drake watching the match closely. The two return chops and slaps on the outside.]

Nelson: And there's the Women's Champion wisely scouting this match.

THREE

Hart: She better hope that neither woman brings the intensity they're showing right now!

Tiger: You're telling me, they're ripping into each other here!

[Nox then shoves Cassie aggressively backwards, causing her to stumble back into the steps. She trips and rolls back over them.]

Nelson: Oh and look at that.

FOUR

[Nox takes a moment, clutching her hand across her chest, looking scornfully in Cassie's general direction.]

Nelson: Nox needing a minute after that exchange.

FIVE

[After taking a breath she makes a stride in her direction.]

Tiger: But look at Cassie!

SIX

[Cassie leaps to the top of the steps, and leaps towards Nox with another Lou Thesz Press.]

Nelson: And she mounts Nox Bones again!

[Cassie mounts punches again on Nox on the outside of the ring.]

Tiger: Both these ladies could get counted out before long here.

SEVEN

[Cassie brings Nox up quickly to her feet, and slams her head first into the guard rail.]

Nelson: Wouldn't be surprised if they aren't even aware the bell has sounded to start the match.

Hart: This is out of control!

[Cassie brings Nox into the ring.]

Nelson: Cassie perhaps more aware than I thought as the action returns to the ring.

[Nox gets up still trying to bring the fight as Cassie brings it as well, taking her to the mat with a double leg takedown.]

Nelson: And it's back to ground and pounding her way through the match!

Hart: She ought to get disqualified!

Nelson: Both ladies are really pushing their luck here.

[Aaron Blake again gets physically involved, pulling Cassie off of Nox.]

Nelson: Aaron Blake desperate to restore order in this match!

Tiger: I say let them fight! You can't expect this to settle down easy.

[With Cassie distracted, Nox rises up and digs her thumbs into the eyes of Cassie Charisma.]

Nelson: Lookout now! Nox Bones with a rake to the eyes!

[Aaron Blake reprimands Nox, who seemingly ignores him as she backs Cassie into a corner and begins laying kicks into her gut.]

Nelson: Welcome to Nox Bones' world now Cassie!

[Aaron Blake pleads with Nox to relent, but Nox shoves Blake in the chest.]

Tiger: These two just don't care!

[Aaron Blake shakes his head in disapproval as he calls for the bell.]

DING DING DING

Tiger: What the?

[Nox Bones stops as both she and Cassie look on in frustration at Aaron Blake, who exits the ring and begins to converse with Donna Dixon.]

Dixon: Ladies and gentlemen the result of this match has been ruled a no contest!

Tiger: Are you serious?

Nelson: Looks like Aaron Blake has seen enough.

Hart: I haven't! Let them go at it, I don't mind!

Tiger: I'm with Robbie.

Nelson: Well rules are RULES!

[Nelson increases the pitch of his voice as Cassie Charisma tacles Nox to the mat.]

Nelson: And these two are going at it again!

Tiger: Like I said, you're not gonna settle this down easy! But I can't help but wonder what this means for the Women's Championship!

Nelson: Your guess is as good as mine Peter. We might just have to try this again next week!

[Officials rush the ring, Johnny Williams, Hector Garcia and an anonymous staff member, Williams and Garcia pull off Cassie Charisma, as the staff member and Aaron Blake hold back Nox Bones.]

Hart: They should make it a hardcore match next time! No holds barred!

Nelson: These two have a lot of tension they need to work off and that might be just the ticket.

[Cassie breaks loose from the officials' grasp.]

Nelson: Don't look now!

[Cassie grabs Nox by the hair and begins to pull wrecklessly.]

Nelson: Exciting as this is folks we got Tiffany Tolberg backstage with John Pilchard and Mac Johnson. Tiffany?

[We go backstage to Jason Duran.]

Tolberg: We're gonna have to follow up on what's next for the Women's Champion but right now I'm with John Pilchard and Mac Johnson, and, um...

[Tolberg looks curiously at three African Americans and a caucasion who wear "Mac Machine" t-shirts.]

Pilchard: These are Mac Johnson's trainers Tiffany, don't mind them. You see the reason I requested this time is to put the cWo on notice. I've heard all the critics, the cynical cWo fans don't think I'm doing enough for my client Mac Johnson. A few months ago we made a pledge that everyone would be talking about Mac Johnson, Mac Johnson put away ASM, Jason. Mac Johnson put away Tony Rios before he could enjoy his full fifteen minutes. And just a few weeks ago Mac Johnson was wrestling for number one contendership to the World Championship, and still no one's talking about Mac Johnson? Why is that?

[Some of Mac's trainers shake their head in disbelief as Tolberg shrugs her shoulders.]

Pilchard: I'll put it this way, sometimes the one who gets the most attention isn't the smartest guy in the room, it's the loudest. I have no problem being both, and through the next few weeks the Mac Johnson brand is gonna grow. We're talking sponsors, we're training harder, we're working harder, Mac Johnson is gonna be in your face and there's nothing you can do about it. But don't take it from me Jason...take it from the man himself...

[Pilchard passes the microphone to Mac Johnson. He looks to be internally thinking about his future and smiling at the thought of it.]

Mac Johnson: ....

[Before Mac Johnson speaks, the feed cuts to static and when the picture comes back up, we see a black background with lime green computer-style font that says "10.01.09" followed by "Start.Transmission". We then cut to footage of a young male in his early twenties, wearing a black leather jacket, with neck-length hair and some facial hair, in addition to a white-wife-beater, and faded blue jeans with holes in them and designer sunglasses leaning up against the wall of an alley with the remnants of an "Enjoy Coca-Cola" ad painted on the wall as the young man starts to speak as the grainy footage continues to roll as "Sandstorm" by Darude plays in the back-ground.]

Young Man: Come one, come all... come with me into a mind-expanding journey. A journey, like nothing you've ever seen before nor will ever see again. Bear witness to the mind-altering feats of defying the laws of gravity. Behold the eye-opening charisma of the undiscovered wonder of the desert. Give me your tired, your weak, your poor, your huddled masses and embrace me as your brother, for when I fight, it will not be for my personal benefit. No, it will be for all of you. You are the life-blood of this sport. Your beating hearts pump me full of adrenaline to leave you satisfied. Who am I, you ask? I am a man of many clever monikers. I am "The Prophet of the People", the "Missionairy for the Masses", the "Thursday Night Highlight", but most of all, I am the "Cult Of Personality" Caleb Knox. But you people can call me CK1. I have come to cWo to redefine wrestling as we know it and I have come here to take on the cancers of this business. The Johnny Vandals, the Mac Johnsons, even the Mike Logans of the world and cure cWo of this plague of misery it's had to endure. Next week, cWo will be given a dose of personality!

[The feed then cuts to static and goes back tot he black computer screen saying "End.Transmission" as we cut back to the Driven telecast.]

[Johnny Vandal sits at a laptop, motioning the camera to come closer.]

Jason Duran (O.S): Should I scoot in so...

Johnny Vandal: SHUT UP. Hello cWo fans. I'm here with Jason Duran.

[The camera pans to Duran sitting on the far end of the table, clearly upset, and pans back to Vandal.]

Vandal: And I am here backstage on my computer, checking e-mails. You see, while I am not wrestling or traveling, since some people think I don't need to be utilized, I like to still be involved with the fans, regardless of how stupid and ignorant you all may be. And what better way to show my appreciation than have a fan appreciation dedicated to one lucky viewer?

[Vandal does a click on his computer and begins to read.]

Vandal: Dear Johnny, You're poise in the ring and ability are really great, but you need to learn how to be polite and remember that children are al... Wrong one.

[Vandal clicks another.]

Vandal: Here we go: Much like the wall at my school, I can't get enough Vandalism. That is, until I saw you make your return. Your destructive nature ruined my favorite wrestler Chand... Son a *beep* where is it?

[Vandal searches more.]

Duran (O.S): I have it printed over here Johnny.

Vandal: Why didn't you say so?

[A hand moves into the screen and Johnny grabs the paper.]

Vandal: Ahh, yes: Vandal, you rock. I like your show. You are so cool I tell friends how cool you be. I want to be like you maybe one day when I can be cool. Every time you Vandalize someone I laugh. You are like a role model father who can not be mean or yell and never hurt me, but teach me to be me and have coolness. Sincerely, Frank.

Well Frank, nicely written, I couldn't have done a better job myself. Obviously, there's more like Frank out there, but he was the first e-mail I opened and selected to be on the show next week courtesy of myself, Johnny Vandal. So there you have it folks. I am a father figure, a symbol of coolness, and a source of laughter to many. Someone who won't be laughing? J.J. Carter. Fan Appreciation will continue next week.

Nelson: Johnny Vandal just won't quit will he?

Hart: You can't tame the bad boy Joel!

Nelson: J.J. Carter could have trouble coming his way.

DING DING DING

Dixon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first – from Bridgeport, Connecticut and weighing in at 196 pounds: J.J. CARTER!!!

["Murder Was The Case" by Snoop Doggy Dogg plays over the arena, and spotlights go around the crowd before appearing on J.J. Carter, as he walks through the crowd and towards the ring.]

Nelson: And here is J.J. Carter, who we did not see last week. But two weeks ago, he ended Brother Shabazz’s cWo career.

Tiger: Let’s face it, he’s probably facing some type of bid in Massachusetts anyway.

Hart: A bid?

Tiger: Yeah.

Hart: When did you get all ghetto on us?

Nelson: But folks, Tiffany Tolberg caught up backstage with J.J. Carter, so let’s watch the clip of that now…

[Footage airs which took place earlier today.]

Tolberg: J.J., we saw you a couple of weeks ago defeat Brother Shabazz, who was also getting an assist from Johnny Vandal. How are you feeling?

Carter: Well, it’s good you know. It’s sad because Shabazz and I were once friends and we just fell apart. But well, his ego got the best of him. He got greedy and out of line, and it just happened to be my place to knock him in line. In the end, those who work the hardest get the biggest payoffs at the end – or at least the most satisfaction at the end.

Tolberg: So now you have an angry Johnny Vandal to deal with, and he has tried to end your career here as well.

Carter: I think Vandal was a bit surprised to see me still beat Shabazz at the pay per view. I think he’s a bit shaken, wondering what could happen to him now. He’s seen what I’m capable of, and he knows what I can do. Plus, did you see the clown that he’s facing tonight in his matchup? Yeah, I’m at least finding quality talent – or at least getting the best quality local talent I can find. Just watch…

[We return to action where J.J. Carter is in the ring with a microphone in hand.]

Carter: Let me introduce my opponent. He is a two time South Dakota state wrestling champion. I’ve heard he’s been doing some training in Minneapolis, trying to get in this industry. He’s won a championship in the Dakota Wrestling Coalition. So please give a warm cWo welcome to Mr. Scott Fletcher.

[Some generic rock music plays over the arena, and Scott Fletcher walks out to the ring – doing a baseball slide into the ring before jumping onto his feet.]

Fletcher: Hello Sioux Falls!

[some crowd cheering is heard]

Fletcher: My name is Scott Fletcher, and it’s an honor to be wrestling tonight against J.J. Carter. I just want to thank J.J. and the cWo staff for giving me this opportunity, and for wrestling in front of you great fans here tonight. As J.J. said, I was once a DWC champion. I won a few state titles wrestling back in Aberdeen growing up. And like J.J. here, I’m just trying to work my way up in the wrestling world.

Carter: So, thanks for coming out. Good luck.

[The two shake hands in the middle of the ring, as the bell sounds. They then split for their own corners, before turning around and locking up in the center of the ring.]

Hart: Thank God, the lovefest is over.

Nelson: Carter is all about respect and sportsmanship, and found someone apparently with a similar mentality towards this business. A nice change of pace if you ask me, considering how this company is most of the time.

Hart: And Carter called Vandal’s opponent a joke? Look at this kid, he’s got to be like what… 23? Total amateur hour this kid is. Johnny Vandal time and time again proves he’s one of the best in this company.

Nelson: The two have been locked up for quite some time, getting little jabs at each other.

[Carter breaks up the lock, and throws Fletcher into the ropes. Fletcher ducks down as Carter tries to go for a clothesline, but Fletcher gives Carter a superkick to the shoulder.]

Tiger: I could hear that one all the way over here.

[Carter gets up off the mat, rather slowly. But not before kicking Fletcher in the leg.]

Nelson: They’re both slowly crawling up off the mat now.

Tiger: Carter probably looks to be looking to do some work on the leg now, I see it in his face.

[Carter gets on his feet first, and grabs Fletcher by the waist as he gets up off the mat.]

Nelson: German suplex.

[Fletcher gets back on his feet, but Carter is waiting for him. Carter superkicks Fletcher in the side of the head, and Fletcher just falls to the mat. He doesn’t move for a few seconds, then barely rolls around after that.]

Tiger: He’ll be feeling that one in the morning.

Hart: Criminal!

Nelson: Please…

[Carter gets down, and locks Fletcher into the Sound Crab.]

Nelson: Sound Crab!

Tiger: This one’s gonna be over fairly quickly.

[Fletcher turns his head to see Carter has him locked in. He starts to scratch on the mat, and slowly push his way towards the ropes.]

Nelson: Carter’s got the hold locked in pretty tight.

Tiger: That was remarkably fast how quickly he’s gotten this guy in there.

Nelson: Fletcher has made some progress towards the ropes.

Tiger: Carter’s struggling to pull him back to the center.

Nelson: Well, Fletcher is according to this sheet here about 235 pounds. All dead weight on the mat, 40 pounds more than Carter – quite a struggle for Carter to drag.

[Fletcher gets close enough to the ropes, and starts reaching out. But he can’t get close enough. So then he tries to shake his legs around, trying to get Carter away. Carter tries to push him back towards the center, but Fletcher finally pushes his way to the ropes and grabs on.]

Nelson: He’s got it.

Tiger: The crowd here is starting to cheer on the local boy.

Nelson: Carter lets go of the hold.

Hart: How much of a beating will this poor guy take? Carter’s just an animal, ready to destroy his career barely after it began.
Tiger: Fletcher now is trying to climb up the ropes, get himself back on his feet.

[Carter just stands in the middle of the ring, waiting for Fletcher to recover.]

Nelson: If Carter was an animal Robbie, don’t you think he’d be going after Fletcher right now? Sharks smell this kind of weakness.

Hart: Just you wait and see, watching this is like Jaws circling around the lost swimmers.

Nelson: Fletcher is back on his feet right now…

[Fletcher, leaning on the ropes, is finally standing upright. A few seconds after catching a breather, he goes towards Carter. But Carter just reaches out for Fletcher and pulls him in – only to throw him over for a belly to belly suplex.]

Hart: And you said that Fletcher weighed 40 pounds more than Carter? He may as well be a rag doll.

Tiger: Just think of how long Carter has been doing this though.

[Fletcher is back up again, but Carter delivers a few chops to the chest. Fletcher backs up, but gets pushed into the ropes. Once bouncing off, Carter delivers a drop kick right to Fletcher’s stomach.]

Nelson: Well, Carter is in total control right here…

[Fletcher once again gets up, still rather slowly. Carter is now on his feet again, and just grabs Fletcher from his shoulders.]

Tiger: I think it’s about time…

Hart: NO!!!

Nelson: YOUTH MOVEMENT!!! This one’s over…

Tiger: Cover…

ONE

TWO

THREE

DING DING DING

Dixon: Your winner of this matchup – J.J. CARTER!!!
Nelson: Well, Carter has won another matchup here.

Tiger: Got to give some credit to the local boy. He held up rather strong there against the Sound Crab and managed to fight it off. But yet Carter’s experience helped him prevail here tonight.

Hart: Gotta keep working the Dakota circuit there Scotty, maybe one day you can stop this thug homey before he ends someone else’s career.

Nelson: Commercial break coming up folks but stay tuned.

[A graphic displays Notorious JON and Victor Emmit versus Devon Dice and Muru.]

Nelson: Forgive us for not having updated our graphic because we're not sure our main event will go as advertised.

Tiger: Unless Face Turn are trying to throw us off with a diversion, it could be Electric Mike and Nigel St. Claire taking on Muru and Devon Dice in our first main event of the evening!

Hart: Muru and Dice won't know what hit 'em!

Nelson: And that's next.

["God Gave Notorious JON to you" blasts as Nigel St. Claire and "Electric" Mike Osgood make their way to the ring.]

Dixon: Introducing first, representing Face Turn, Nigel St. Claire and "Electric" Mike Osgood.

[They get in the ring.]

Nelson: I don't understand Jon's thinking here, these guys are not wrestlers.

Hart: I think there's more than meets the eye with these two, they could be Face Turn's secret weapon!

Tiger: I gotta say Dice and Muru are probably going to walk away victorious, but knowing Victor Emmit and Notorious Jon, they must have something up their sleeves.

Dixon: And now the opponents, introducing first weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds, from Allen Park, Michigan. MURU!

[Up on the cWo tron a picture of the earth is seen. The earth then explodes as pyro and explosions fill the arena. The entrance ramp is filled with smoke as "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva begins to play. Muru then walks out through the fog and makes his way down the ramp. Along the way to the ring he slaps the hands of a few fans and waits at the apron for his partner.]

Nelson: cWo just has a better vibe with Muru around.

Tiger: Muru is a trooper through thick and thin, his return has undoubtedly boosted the companies morale.

Hart: Oh please.

Dixon: And his partner, weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds, from Atlantic City, New Jersey, the United States Champion. Devon Dice!

[Two glowing red dice roll into the frame, when they rest they read "Devon Dice." Clutch's Electric Worry blasts and Devon Dice makes his way onto the ramp and down the aisle slapping hands with the fans. He meets up with Muru at the bottom of the aisle and they fist bump each other. The both get in the ring and the crowd cheers.]

Nelson: The US champion and former US champion teaming up tonight. What a treat for the fans.

Tiger: In deed it is, they will put on a display tonight.

Hart: They are going against a couple of musicians. Rockers may looks bad ass, but do you really think Tommy Lee can throw down?

Nelson: Don't complain, your boys booked it.

Hart: I know, I'm hoping they know something I don't

[St. Clair and Osgood get in karate poses.]

Tiger: Maybe they are going to Cannon Chop them.

Hart: Dear god, this is going to be hard to watch.

[Dice and Muru debate who is going to start the match first. A friendly argument ensues.]

Nelson: Both men seem eager to begin this match.

[Dice and Muru bang a closed fist on an open palm three times. Dice shows a flat hand, Muru shows two fingers.]

Tiger: Scissors cuts paper.

Nelson: Nothing like a little roshambo to get the match started.

[Dice climbs to the outside as Muru gets ready. Nigel St. Clair remains in the ring.]

Nelson: Muru and St. Clair starting it up.

DING DING DING

[They circle each other, Muru shoots in and St. Clair evades the tie up attempt and hops around and says "I'm too quick baby."]

Tiger: Wow a little taunting by Nigel there

[Muru again shoots in and St. Clair evades it again.]

Hart: Well what do you know, maybe we do have a shot.

[Muru becoming frustrated and St. Clair gaining confidence. Muru fakes as if he's going to shoot, St. Clair side steps to the left, Muru intercepts it grabbing St. Clair by the head and slamming him head over heels half way across the ring as the crowd cheers.]

Nelson: Muru showing his strength.

Hart: Nigel can't weigh more than a buck fifty.

[Muru pounces on the stunned St. Clair and delivers high energy stomps and kicks to the mid section.]

Tiger: Welcome to the Jungle, Nigel St. Clair.

Hart: Clever.

[Muru brings St. Clair to his feet and chops him across the chest. Lifts him up and body slams him. St. Clair sits up in a daze. Muru bounces off the ropes, grabs the head of St. Clair and flips over performing a modified snap mare.]

Nelson: The agility and ability of Muru never ceases to amaze, the crowd is loving it.

Hart: God this is so unfair, how could Tony Awesome allow this match to happen, I seriously question Notorious Jon's judgment tonight. Unless it's a punishment of sorts.

Tiger: Why don't we just chalk it up to Notorious Jon and Victor Emmit just didn't want to wrestle tonight and they really don't care for anyone else but themselves.

[Muru walks over to Mike Osgood and Osgood begins talking trash. Muru raises his fist and Osgood jumps off the apron covering his head.]

Nelson: Scared the living daylights out of him and he didn't even swing. I think Dice and Muru are really enjoying themselves tonight.

Hart: Of course they are, they get a walk in the park. Nigel St. Clair and Mike Osgood are renowned musicians, they are not wrestlers.

[Muru walks back to the dazed St. Clair who is holding himself up across the middle rope. Muru grabs the top rope and slings himself over the top rope and he comes crashing down across the back of the head of St. Clair with a leg drop. St. Clair flings back into the center of the ring grabbing his throat.]

Tiger: The high flying Muru doing his magic again.

[Muru rolls under the bottom rope, gets to his feet and walks over to Dice and tags him in. Dice climbs the top rope, leaps and lands a big elbow drop on St. Clair.]

Nelson: Big elbow drop, Devon Dice just deflated Nigel St. Clair.

Hart: This is so hard to watch.

[Dice begins to talk to Muru.]

Dice: This guy's finished, it's his turn.

[Dice points to Mike Osgood.]

Nelson: Dice wants Osgood.

Tiger: They are sending a message out tonight.

Hart: That they are nothing more than two bullies who these fans adore?

[Muru grabs the limp St. Clair by the arm and drags him to his corner. Dice get on the ring apron next to Mike Osgood and demand him to tag himself in.]

Nelson: Dice making demands.

Hart: See, they're bullies.

[Dice gets tired of waiting and grabs Mike Osgood by the arm and forces his hand to touch St. Clair's. Muru kicks St. Clair out under the bottom rope to the floor and returns to his corner.]

Tiger: Mike Osgood does not want to be in the ring right now.

Hart: I feel awful for these guys.

Nelson: Well maybe now you can finally get a taste of what some of the true good guys go through at the hands of your beloveds.

[Dice walks up to Osgood backing him into the corner, Osgood pleading with Dice. Dice delivers a big right hand across the face followed by a left. Dice whips him across the ring, the impact has Osgood stumbling out of the corner, Dice charges and lands a flying lariat.]

Nelson: And the Dice are rolling tonight.

Tiger: They certainly are.

[Dice stomps Osgood before bringing him to his feet. Dice sets up a suplex and delivers it.]

Nelson: Big suplex by Dice.

Hart: I wish they would just end it, I see lawsuit written all over this thing.

[Dice bounces off the ropes and does a somersault gets up and lands a fist drop.]

Nelson: Snake Eyes! He hit him square.

Tiger: They are out to hurt someone tonight.

[Dice lifts Osgood to his feet and sets up for the Hard Eight. He picks him up and slams him down to the mat.]

Nelson: There's the Hard Eight! It's gotta be over.

Hart: It was over before it started, just put an end to it.

[Dice gets up and tags in Muru, who hops to the top rope, leaps and lands a frogsplash.]

Nelson: MURUSPLASH!!!

Tiger: Muru with a huge hit!

Hart: This is inhumane!

[Muru covers Osgood.]

ONE

TWO

THREE

DING DING DING

Dixon: Here are your winners, Muru and Devon Dice!

Nelson: And Dice and Muru pick up a dominating win.

Hart: I can't believe that they were left stranded, had to be a punishment, had to of, Notorious Jon just doesn't leave a friend to fend for themselves like that.

Tiger: Yeah, I bet he doesn't.

[Dice grabs the microphone.]

Nelson: Dice is going to speak.

Devon Dice: So Notorious Jon and Victor Emmit decided they weren't going to perform tonight, they fed their own band to the wolves. I don't care they are just as much the enemy, we sent a message tonight to Face Turn. And in case my actions weren't clear enough. Muru, I would be honored to fight next to you and bring Face Turn down a few pegs, The WAR IS ON! So Jon, Victor! Untuck the tail between your legs and roll the dice!

Nelson: Well the battle lines are being drawn, and so far the ball is in Devon Dice and Muru's court!

Hart: The strategy must have been for Electric Mike and Nigel to soften them up!

Nelson: If that was the intention I think Muru and Devon Dice are well to do right now.

Tiger: Judging from the fact that they haven't jumped either Muru or Dice from behind, I'm gonna assume that Notorious JON and Victor Emmit are long gone tonight.

Nelson: Maybe so. Who knows what will happen next week.

Tiger: We know what's coming up though...

[A graphic appears highlighting Barrett Hawk versus Mike Logan.]

Nelson: Mike Logan ran away from a number one contendership opportunity last week, but Barrett Hawk remained persistent, he wants his opportunity and he won't take no for an answer.

Tiger: It's Hawk against Logan, if Hawk wins he's number one contender. Though if you ask me he already should be.

Nelson: No arguments here. And it's next!

Benson: Ladies and Gentlemen… it is now time for your main event… The following contest is set for one fall… introducing first… from Sulphur, Oklahoma… weighing in at 220 pounds… BARRETT… HAWK!!!

[Lynyrd Skynyrd's "Simple Man" hits the P.A. system. Once the song begins to pick up steam Barrett Hawk comes out from the entrance-way, sporting a cowboy hat, while he clutches the top corners of an American Flag to his wrists, keeping his hands to his shoulders, wrapping the flag around him as he walks down the aisle, taking a hand off his shoulder to wave at the fans as he makes it into the ring. Once in the ring he stands on the second rope, and raises both arms in the air, dropping the American flag with both hands showing a gesture of love.]

Nelson: Well, once again, fans, Barrett Hawk has a big opportunity, but truthfully, this match shouldn’t be happening. Barrett Hawk clearly beat Mike Logan last week and because of the cowardice of our World Champion, he walked out instead of taking the pounding he deserves.

Tiger: Technically, Hawk didn’t pin Mike Logan and say what you will about Logan, he is a very crafty competitor.

Hart: Glad to see you on the Mike Logan band-wagon, Peter! The guy is clearly the best the cWo has to offer right now! He put Johnny Serious on the shelf and in just one year, he’s not only won the United States title, but the World Heavyweight Title as well!

Benson: And his opponent… making his way to the ring… the cWo World Heavyweight Champion… from Hamilton, Ontario, Canada… weighing in at 243 pounds… he is “The Canadian Gigolo”… MIKE… LOGAN!!!

(The lights dim and turn a cherry shade of red as "The Stroke" by Billy Squire begins to play over the P.A. system as we see "The Canadian Gigolo" Mike Logan emerge from behind the curtain wearing a long sleeveless black and red rhinestone robe with red and black short wrestling trunks plus sunglasses and Sabrina Swallows to the left of him. He then looks out at the fans with a smirk hoisting his championship belt in the air as the fans immediately begin to boo loudly upon his arrival while Sabrina swoons at his posturing. Mike then smirks at the fans and begins to strut in a very arrogant and cocky manner toward the ring withSabrina by his side. He then spots a camera and flexes a bicep for the camera before kissing it and resuming his walk to the ring. He stops to occasionally look out at the crowd with a brash smile on his face.)

Nelson: The fact that a complete coward like Mike Logan is our World Heavyweight Champion is just absolutely sickening.

Tiger: While he wasn’t pinned last week, his actions weren’t very becoming of a World Champion.

Hart: Petey, you flip-flop more than Barack Obama! The fact is that Mike Logan did what he had to do to survive last week, even if that meant walking out of his match.

(He finally makes his way up the ring steps and walks along the apron before pausing and gyrating his hips again to more boos before he flicks the sunglasses into the crowd. He then struts to the middle of the ring and begins to do a pose, flexing his muscles as red pyro shoots out from the turnbuckles. Still smirking at the fans and their disdain, Mike removes his robe and holds the belt up to the crowd with more boos and then runs against the ropes briefly before he heads to the corner and leans up against the turnbuckles awaiting his opponent as the music dies down and Sabrina is rubbing him down.)

Nelson: Let’s see how much posturing Mike Logan does tonight…

(The bell rings as Mike Logan and Barrett Hawk circle each other. Logan teases going in for a lock-up, but playfully slaps Barrett Hawk in the face. He then points right at his chin and yells “Hit Me, Hop-Along!”. Hawk gladly obliges with a hard open-handed slap that sends Mike Logan off of his feet.)

Tiger: Talk about a way to get someone’s attention!

Hart: No fair! Logan didn’t do anything to deserve that!

(Hawk then watches Mike Logan get back to his feet, nodding his head as they finally lock up with Logan backing Hawk into the corner as referee Hector Garcia calls for a rope break, administering his five count. When he gets to four, Logan gives a back-handed slap to Hawk, who responds with a punch right to Logan’s jaw.)

Nelson: Barrett Hawk’s showing he’s not going to take any guff tonight from Mike Logan!

(Hawk and Logan lock up once again, this time with Hawk applying a side headlock. Logan then whips Barrett Hawk into the ropes, only to receive a shoulder-block from Hawk. Logan gets up off his back as Hawk runs the ropes. Logan goes for a hip toss, but Hawk counters with one of his own, followed by a standing drop-kick as Mike Logan rolls out of the ring absolutely frustrated, kicking the guard rail as Sabrina starts rubbing his shoulders. Barrett Hawk then runs against the ropes and hits a suicide dive onto Mike Logan with a barrage of fists as Sabrina shrieks and runs out of the way as Hector Garcia starts his ten count.)

ONE!

Tiger: Looks like Barrett Hawk has learned his lesson from trying to chase Mike Logan down as he just went straight for him that time!

Hart: Hector Garcia needs to do his job and stop Barrett Hawk from using those closed fists!

TWO!

(Hawk then gets Mike Logan up and whips him back-first into the guard rail. As he runs toward Mike Logan, he is met with back-drop counter into the first row.)

THREE!

(Mike Logan then grabs a fan’s beer and takes a swig of it before spitting it in Barrett Hawks face and spinning him around into a Reverse DDT on the concrete. Logan then turns to the fan and yells “Budweiser sucks! Drink Molson!” before flinging the rest of the beer at the fan.)

FOUR!

Nelson: This guy just shows no class whatsoever in that ring!

Tiger: I find his actions deplorable too, but I can’t take away the fact that Mike Logan, when he wants to be, is one of the best pure technical wrestlers on our roster!

FIVE!

(Mike Logan then jumps over the guard rail, walks back tot he ring, and slides under the bottom rope long enough to start the count over.)

Hart: “The Canadian Gigolo” isn’t done yet! He’s looking to really take the fight to “Hop-Along Hay-Seed”!

(As Mike Logan jumps over the guard rail, he walks over to Barrett Hawk and picks him up before scoop slamming him from the front row back to the ring-side area. Logan then sets Hawk up on the guard rail and sets him up for a knife-edged chop, but upon impact, Hawk’s eyes grow wide open as he glares right at Logan and responds with a chop of his own. Logan and Hawk trade chops for a moment before Hawk finally gets the upper-hand and Mike Logan stumbles away, doing a face-first flop onto the arena floor before Barrett Hawk tosses Logan back in the ring.)

Nelson: Barrett Hawk realizes he’s not going to get a title shot on the outside of the ring, so the battle moves back in the ring!

Tiger: Hawk definitely left some welts on Mike Logan’s chest with those vicious chops!

(Barrett Hawk then puts the arms of Mike Logan in a Double-Underhook position as he connects with a Butterfly Suplex. Hawk then methodically moves toward Mike Logan, picking him up on his feet before whipping him into the ropes. On the rebound, he hits a Snap Powerslam onto Logan as he hooks the leg.)

Hart: Come on, Mike! Get up!

One…

Two…

Nelson: Logan kicks out! That Snap Powerslam, while well-executed, wasn’t quite enough to earn the title shot!

(Hawk then climbs to the outside and stands on the ring apron, saluting the crowd before going for a Flipping Senton onto Mike Logan, but he catches nothing except canvas.)

Tiger: Hawk may have postured to the fans a little too long as Mike Logan has himself back in this match!

(Logan then whips Barrett Hawk into the ropes and delivers a Spinning Spinebuster. Immediately after executing the move, he transitions it into a Sharp-Shooter and tries to lean back to add more pressure on the lower back and legs of Barrett Hawk.)

Hart: “The Loga-Conda” just struck and it looks like Barrett Hawk might want to tap out or else he’ll be joining Johnny Serious on the disabled list!

(Logan tries to keep the pressure applied as Hawk slowly inches his way to the ropes. Hawk starts to reach for the ropes before grabbing the bottom rope.)

Tiger: Barrett Hawk just did the only thing he could do there and grabbed the ropes because now, Mike Logan has no choice but to let go of the submission hold!

(Referee Hector Garcia starts to administer his five-count. As he gets to four, Mike Logan suddenly lets go and yells at Garcia “I’ve got ‘till FIVE!” with his middle finger extended at Garcia. Undeterred, Logan picks up Hawk in position for a Snap Suplex as he executes the first one.)

Hart: What a beautiful suplex by “The Canadian Gigolo”! This is why he’s the champion!

(Not releasing the suplex, Logan rolls into a second snap suplex before executing it. Then, he transitions into a third one, but this time drops the opponent in a Front Suplex as he goes for the pin attempt.)

Nelson: Here’s the pin attempt after that sequence of suplexes.

One…

Two…

Tiger: Hawk able to get the shoulder up, thus keeping his title aspirations alive!

(Frustrated, Mike Logan then gets up and starts stomping away on the limbs of Barrett Hawk, going into his trademark “Logan Stomp”.)

Hart: There’s the greatest sequence of stomps in the game, ladies and gentlemen! The Logan Stomp! And it looks like he’s not done there!

(Logan then wags his finger at the crowd as he climbs the top rope, pausing to blow kisses at Sabrina before he dives off the top rope, missing the Top Rope Elbow Drop as he and Hawk are both down now and Referee Hector Garcia is administering his ten count.)

Nelson: Barrett Hawk just avoided certain doom there, but can he capitalize?

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Tiger: It looks like Barrett Hawk is stirring first…

FIVE!

SIX!

Hart: Now Mike Logan’s starting to get to a knee.

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

Nelson: Both men are to their feet and the battle rages on!

(Barrett Hawk then grabs Mike Logan, whipping him into the ropes before lifting him in the air in a Flapjack position before nearly taking his head off with a European Uppercut.)

Tiger: What a “Southern Guillotine”! That could be enough to take down the champion!

One…

Two…

Thre…

Hart: HA! THE “LOGA-CONDA” STAYS ALIVE!

Nelson: That count had to be two and seven-eights!

(Undeterred, Barrett Hawk springboards off the top rope and hits a stiff clothesline onto Logan, who is flopping around like a fish out of water. Hawk then follows up with a Jaw-Breaker to the champion as Logan is swinging blindly on the way down.)

Tiger: Once again, Barrett Hawk has got the champion absolutely reeling here! Can he seal the deal this time?

(Hawk then pumps his fist to the crowd and picks up Mike Logan in position for a Tombstone Piledriver. Logan desperately manages to shift his weight to counter the move with him in the Tombstone position, but Hawk counters it right back before transitioning into an Over-The-Shoulder Powerslam.)

Hart: NO! Come on, Mike! GET UP!

(Hawk salutes the crowd once again and this time heads up the top rope and hits his signature Top Rope Legdrop, the Country Bump.)

Nelson: COUNTRY BUMP! We may have a new number one contender!

[Hawk attempts a pinfall victory when Sabrina Swallows runs in the ring with Mike Logan’s cWo Championship belt grabbing Garcia's attention.)

Tiger: And Sabrina Swallows doing what she does best, providing a distraction for Barrett Hawk!

Hart: Hey, she’s doing what she’s gotta do! She could distract me anytime!

(As Garcia tries to get her to hand over the championship belt, Barrett Hawk is desperately trying to get Garcia’s attention as well, unaware that Mike Logan has pulled himself to his feet, holding onto the ropes. Sabrina tosses the belt over the heads of Garcia and Hawk to Logan, who clocks Barrett Hawk with the belt as Hector Garcia has no choice but to ring the bell.)

Nelson: NO! NOT LIKE THIS! NO! Mike Logan and Sabrina Swallows have once again SCREWED Barrett Hawk!

Tiger: While it’s definitely a damper on what appeared to be a five-star classic of a match, Mike Logan manages to somehow put off naming a number one contender for yet another week.

Benson: Ladies and Gentlemen… the winner of the match as a result of a disqualification… Barrett Hawk…

[Fans cheer as Hawk lies down on the mat wounded from the shot with the World Championship Belt.]

Nelson: Well the fans are happy for Barrett Hawk's victory but I'm not sure there's cause for celebration here.

Hart: Logan isn't gonna give Hawk a Title shot on a disqualification, there's no taking the easy way out!

Nelson: Hawk isn't trying to take the easy way out, he just wants his fair shot!

Hart: Well he should have thought of that sooner!

[Exhausted, Logan puts the Title over his shoulder and exits the ring with Sabrina Swallows.]

Tiger: Much like last week I don't expect Barrett Hawk to take this one easy. He's gonna fight this just as he fought the result last week.

Nelson: Mike Logan can try to milk his Title reign and stretch it out as long as possible, but there's gonna come a time where he's gonna have to put that Title up and hope that he can keep it on ability alone.

[Tony Awesome then emerges from the entrance way as Mike Logan and Sabrina stop at the stage area to take in the boos from the crowd, Logan and Awesome make eye contact as he passes by. Awesome shakes his head in disapproval as he continues down the aisle. Meanwhile, Hawk is starting to come to.]

Nelson: Well justice might come sooner than later, it's Tony Awesome!

[Barrett Hawk sits on his knees in the ring with his hands on his hips, looking frustrated as Awesome comes around to the timekeeper's table and tells something to Mic Benson.]

Nelson: Let's see what Awesome has to say about this.

Benson: Ladies and gentlemen cWo owner Tony Awesome has just informed me, as a result of tonight's match, Barrett Hawk is now number one contender for the cWo World Heavyweight Championship!

Hart: What!

Nelson: That's more like it!

Tiger: He definitely made the right call there.

[Mike Logan is visibly livid over the call as Benson continues.]

Benson: Also, Barrett Hawk will receive his due Title shot, next week at Driven!

Nelson: How about that Peter!

Tiger: All I can say is where was he last week!

[Hawk closes his eyes, holds up his fists at eye level and shakes them in celebration as Mike Logan is heard shouting "you can't do this Tony! I'm the World Champion!"]

Nelson: Great news to close out the show, for the third consecutive week Mike Logan faces Barrett Hawk and this time it's under Title contention. That's gonna be huge!

Tiger: You're gonna hate yourself if you miss that folks!

Nelson: We'll see you next week!