-[[ Lance Storm, wearing jeans and a white t-shirt with a red maple leaf on it, stands quietly in his dressing room.. His gear is laid out on the chair next to him with the SGW Television championship resting on top of it... Lance Storm seems to be at peace with himself.. None of that anger or intensity of past challengers to the throne at the top of Solid Gold Wrestling... Lance Storm is one hundred percent focused on the match at hand.. Not theatrics. This is no blood feud.. This is business. ]]-

[ Lance Storm ] As proud as I am to be the Solid Gold Wrestling Television Champion.. Deep down, from the moment it was placed in my hands.. I knew... I knew that I was worth more..

-[[ A pause.. ]]-

[ Lance Storm ] From day one since I stepped inside of a Solid Gold Wrestling ring.. I knew that this was the place where I was destined to rule at the top of the talent heap..

-[[ His voice is low but confident.. ]]-

[ Lance Storm ] And from day one.. I have yet to be defeated.

-[[ ..Debatable to some. ]]-

[ Lance Storm ] Only two blemishes stand on my record.. One in a triple threat match where I was not pinned... The other in a submission match.. Where the deciding fall was never officially registered by a legitimate SGW official...

-[[ He totally believes himself.. There's no hint of anything less in his voice.. ]]-

[ Lance Storm ] In short.. I am undefeated.

-[[ His voice rises a bit in tone. ]]-

[ Lance Storm ] I have never been pinned..

-[[ It's almost scary. ]]-

[ Lance Storm ] A submission victory has never been logged against me.

-[[ He reaches down and picks up the Television championship.. He looks down at it.. ]]-

[ Lance Storm ] And despite my unfortunate injury at the hands of "Stone Cold" Steve Austin.. I have still managed to place myself in the history books.. As the greatest Solid Gold Wrestling Television Champion..... Of all time.

-[[ Lance Storm reaches down and touches the leg that was allegedly injured. ]]-

[ Lance Storm ] And thanks to a team of brilliant miracle healers.. Canadian.. Miracle healers, obviously.. I am not just one hundred percent ready for my upcoming match with "Stone Cold" Steve Austin..... I am more.

-[[ He looks up into the camera, still holding the championship belt.. ]]-

[ Lance Storm ] Some would assume that the United States championship belt is the stepping stone to the world championship.. I.. Disagree.. For just last month, we saw the former Television champion, Randy Orton defeat Val Venis for the championship.. Although his reign at the top only lasted a mere two weeks, the precedent has been set.. And it will continue when I force "Stone Cold" Steve Austin to do something that he claims.. He would NEVER do... And that.. Is tap out.

-[[ Storm then smiles.. ]]-

[ Lance Storm ] On Sunday at Body Count... I will defeat "Stone Cold" Steve Austin.. For fans of true wrestling.. For myself.. For the future of Solid Gold Wrestling..... And for someone else..

-[[ There's laughter.... And Jeff Jarrett walks into the shot with his guitar slung over his shoulder.. Jarrett places his hand on Storm's shoulder and looks into the camera with a big smile on his face.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Surprised to see me, Austin!?

-[[ He laughs.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] ..I didn't think so.

-[[ Storm hoists the Television championship onto his shoulder.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Ya' see, Austin.. You've done somethin' the past two weeks.. That ain't nobody else ever done to Jeff Jarrett.. Two weeks in a row.. Ya' got the better o'me.. And on top o'that.. Ya' took a master plan I constructed for nearly three months.. And ya' made its results completely irrelevant!

-[[ Jarrett's smile is so amusing, it's hard to believe he can retain it while going over the subject matter he's addressing... He continues.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] I mean.. Let's get right down to it.. Ya' killed the Golden Rule! Ya' destroyed it.. Beat my champion.. Stunned anybody and everybody that moved, includin' a damn woman.. Big surprise, huh?

-[[ Storm laughs, nodding. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] And if that wasn't enough.. Ya' stunned The Six-String Samurai..... Ya' stunned ME!! And ya' did it.. Two weeks in a row.. You've humiliated me in my own house, Austin.. And nobody does that and gets away with it... You understand me?

-[[ A pause, Jarrett's seeming a bit more pissed now.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] So, I thought.. Ya' done stunned everybody that was in the Golden Rule and ya' pinned half of'em anyway.. I realized.. I'm lookin' in the wrong place for people to back me up! And that.. HA HA.. Is when it hit me..

-[[ He slaps Storm on the back.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] ..Lance Storm.. The man with unlimited.. Untapped potential.. The man who, at World Warrior, gave you the match o'your life.. The man.. HA HA.... That is UNDEFEATED!!

-[[ Lance Storm smiles.. ]]-

[ Lance Storm ] Thank you, Jeff.

[ Jeff Jarrett ] All the thanks you owe me.. Is takin' that championship from around that bastard's waist... And to ensure that no funny business goes down like seems to happen quite a bit in Austin's matches these days.. Intimidatin' referees and time keepers........ No more!

-[[ Jarrett laughs.. Something is up.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] You forget, Austin, that I decide who referees what around here.. I make all the calls because this is my company and I'll do what the hell I want to do with it.. And at Body Count.. The referee for your match with Lance Storm is gonna be none other than someone ELSE you've given a stunner over the past two weeks... And that man is........

-[[ Jarrett motions off camera.. And you already hear the whistle. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] BILL ALFONSO!

-[[ Bill Alfonso wanders into the shot with the whistle in his mouth, screeching it over and over and pointing to the ceiling even though he doesn't even manage Sabu anymore..... Alfonso removes the whistle and begins speaking. ]]-

[ Bill Alfonso ] I PWOMISS YOU ONE THING, DADDY, AND DAT'S BILL ALFONSO.. WILL CAW DIS MATCH... RIGHT DOWN THE MIDDLE, DADDY!! LANCE STOWM VUSSES STONE COWD STEEB OSSTIN IS GONNA HAVE A QUEEN FINISH!!

-[[ Jarrett laughs as Alfonso blows on the whistle again.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] And just in case ol' Alfonso here takes a stray stunner somewhere along that match.. I'm positioning a special outside referee to continue the match in his place..... And o'course, I'm talkin' about Team Canada's own...... JIMMY CORDARIS! HA HA!

[ Lance Storm ] You couldn't have picked a more trustworthy man, Jeff.

[ Jeff Jarrett ] And I know ya' like to intimidate them time keepers, too, Austin.. So I took care o'that as well.. Sittin' right there at that time keeper table.. Is gonna be..... "PRIME TIME" ELIX SKIPPER!

-[[ Jarrett then begins to sound a bit more amused with his announcements.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Now, you're probably wonderin'.. Jeff.. With all these bells and whistles.. Just who in the hell are you gonna have ring announce this huge main event? HA HA.. Well, I'll tell ya'! I chose a man with the voice of an angel.. A man that will grab the attention of the crowd and let'em know right out o'the gate... That this is the biggest main event in the history of Solid Gold Wrestlin'...... O'coure, I'm talkin' about..........

-[[ Mike Awesome comes huffing and puffing into the shot, looking furious. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] .....AWESOME........ MIKE AWESOME!! HA HA!!

-[[ Awesome pushes past Jarrett and Storm and gets right in the camera.. ]]-

[ Mike Awesome ] YEAH!! GIMME A MICROPHONE!! GONNA RING ANNOUNCE THAT SHIT!! COMIN' DOWN THE GOD DAMN AISLE AND SHIT!! WEIGHTS AND HOMETOWNS!! FUCK YEAH!! FUCKIN' CANADA!! FUCKIN' TEXAS!! ALL KINDS OF MOTHERS FUCKERS COMIN' FROM ALL OVER THE GOD DAMN PLACE!! RIGHT HERE!! RIGHT THE FUCK HERE!! AWESOME!! AWESOME BOMB!! DAAAAAAMN!!

-[[ He stomps his feet.. ]]-

[ Mike Awesome ] ..DAAAAAAMN!!!

-[[ He storms off-camera.. Jarrett laughs.. Even Storm seems amused.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Steve.. HA HA.. Don't blame me for all o'this..

-[[ Storm steps up and points into the camera.... ]]-

[ Lance Storm ] ..Blame yourself.

-[[ Fade. ]]-
 

-[[ John Cena jumps on Striker as soon as he steps through the ropes.. Cena begins punching away at him and driving forearms into his back.. He forces Striker onto his knees and begins knee lifting him repeatedly in the head and chest. Striker puts his hands up to block but Cena isn't being denied.. Cena pulls Striker off of his knees and whips him into the ropes.. Cena catches him coming off the ropes.. Spinning side slam! Cena springs up, yelling for the fans to cheer for him and Striker staggers back to his feet.. Striker stumbles forward into Cena's arms... Spinning power bomb! Cena stands over Striker, smiling.. "YOU CAN'T SEE ME!" And he hits the ropes...... FIVE KNUCKLE SHUFFLE! Matt Striker springs back to his feet on the impact and Cena catches him coming around....... F-U!! No! Striker slips out of it and pushes Cena forward into the ropes.. Striker charges up behind him and grips him around the waist..... Roll-up! ONE! TWO! THR-- Cena rolls through it and cradles Striker! One! Two! Thr-- And Striker ROLLS THROUGH THAT! ONE! TWO! JOHN CENA KICKED OUT! Cena stands up and Matt Striker gets to his feet.. Cena nails Striker with a clothesline, sending him straight into the ropes.. Striker comes bouncing out at him....... F-U!!!! John Cena covers him! One! Two! THREE!! John Cena is VICTORIOUS! ]]-
 

-[[ Vince Russo kicks back behind his desk and opens the magazine in his hands... He's got a sly grin on his face and he reaches up and scratches his chin... There's great joy in his voice.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Well, well... Here we are again...

-[[ He turns the magazine up and the centerfold falls out and rests on Russo's midsection.... He laughs and tilts his head back, savoring this moment.. He looks back down at the centerfold.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Tits... Tits.. TITS!

-[[ He shrugs.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] ......Down the hatch.

-[[ He slides his hand down the front of his pants.. And the door to his office swings open.. Russo looks up, surprised at first.... But then he shrugs once again and allows his hand to continue it's journey past his waistline. Sonny Onoo and the Ultimo Dragon walk into the room.. Sonny Onoo removes his sunglasses, revealing his eyes, opened wider than they ever have since birth.. ]]-

[ Sonny Onoo ] Ah, Mista' Russo.. What ah yoo' doing!?

-[[ Russo looks up at him.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] I guess in Japan.. Knockin's a.. Foreign concept.

-[[ He laughs. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] I kill me! Get it!? Foreign? Japan? You're Japanese!

-[[ Russo removes his hand from his pants and slaps it on the desk.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Double meanin's equal ratings, bay-bee!

-[[ He then looks confused... ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] ......Waitasecond... Tha' fuck ARE you two?

-[[ Sonny Onoo turns and points his hands toward the Dragon. ]]-

[ Sonny Onoo ] Ah, yes.. Yes... This is... The Ulllllltimo Dragon!

-[[ He throws his arms out to the side.. ]]-

[ Sonny Onoo ] The greatest wrestler.. In all of Japan! Yes!

-[[ Russo shakes his head.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Don't know'im..

-[[ Sonny looks at him in disbelief. ]]-

[ Sonny Onoo ] You doooon't!?

-[[ Russo shrugs.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] I don't keep up with that wrestlin' shit.

-[[ A pause.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] The fans don't care about it.. I'm in the enta'tainment business... That wrestlin' shit.. It don't draw.. The fans don't want wristlocks and.. Planchas and shit.. They want titties and blood.

[ Sonny Onoo ] Ultimo Dragon give you blood!

[ Vince Russo ] ..But can he give me titties?

[ Sonny Onoo ] ...He take shirt off?

[ Vince Russo ] He's a guy... I don't wanna see man-tits.

-[[ Russo shakes his head.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Man-tits are gay. Like wrestlin'.

-[[ Russo waves his hand.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Get the fuck out o'my office.

-[[ The door opens up and Jerry Lynn storms into the room, looking more than a little bit annoyed.. He walks right up to the desk, walking past the Dragon and Sonny.. He puts his hands on the desk and talks right to Russo.. ]]-

[ Jerry Lynn ] Did I hear you say what I thought you said?

[ Vince Russo ] Fuck if I know.. Did you?

[ Jerry Lynn ] I'll admit, Russo.. Sports entertainment has its place in this business.. But the marquee... Still says wrestling.. That's what this business was founded on.. It's what the fans pay to see... Sports entertainment...

-[[ A pause.. As Lynn realizes he's sealing his fate. ]]-

[ Jerry Lynn ] Is filler.

-[[ Russo stands up.. Pissed. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] You don't know what the fuck you're talkin' about, Lynn!

[ Jerry Lynn ] Excuse me!? Don't backtalk me, you scrawny bastard!

-[[ Russo's eyes go wide.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Ya' know what, Lynn?

-[[ A pause.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] ...Fuck you!

-[[ Sonny Onoo hands Lynn a handkerchief.. ]]-

[ Sonny Onoo ] Oh.. Oh no, Mistah Lynn.. You been.. Disrespected!

[ Vince Russo ] Yeah, bitch.. So wipe ya'self off.

-[[ Jerry Lynn looks down.. And then back up.. And lunges at Russo!! He yanks Russo over the desk and suddenly they're eye to eye!! Lynn pushes Russo back against the desk and goes to beat his ass until...... ALEX SHELLEY pulls them apart! Jerry Lynn restrains himself a bit as Shelley stands between him and Russo.. ]]-

[ Alex Shelley ] Easy.. Easy, big fella'..

[ Jerry Lynn ] You're lucky, Russo.. You don't stand a fuckin' chance!

[ Vince Russo ] Fuck you, fuck face! Ya' unda' contract, I own ya' life!

[ Jerry Lynn ] ..Fuck face!? I'll kick your ass!

-[[ He lunges back at him, but Shelley remains in between them.. After Lynn stops trying to kick his ass again, Alex Shelley turns to Russo, raising his index finger in the air.. ]]-

[ Alex Shelley ] Mister Russo, I have a suggestion if you don't mind.

[ Vince Russo ] What ya' got?

[ Alex Shelley ] I know how you feel about pure wrestling.. And believe me.. I do agree.. One hundred percent.. You're in the right.. Pure wrestling's a thing of the past.. It's all about sports entertainment.. Correct?

[ Vince Russo ] That's right, bay-bee.

-[[ Shelley shrugs.. ]]-

[ Alex Shelley ] But... If these guys are so up on the pure wrestling bandwagon.. Allow me to teach them a lesson.. Because, me? I'm a student of the game.. I can do pure wrestling.. And sports entertainment.. And it'd be my honor to show these guys that your way.. Is the right way!

[ Vince Russo ] I like the way you think, Shelley.. But I got this idea.. We'll take a few guys.. Throw'em in da' ring togetha'.... And call it... Tha' Pure Wrestlin' Invitational!

-[[ He points at Lynn and Ultimo.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] You wanna prove ya' worth a shit to SGDubya.. This is ya' chance!

-[[ Lynn and the Dragon walk out of the room, leaving Alex Shelley alone with Vince Russo.. Russo looks at Shelley, a serious look on his face.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] You make sure... That pure wrestlin' SHIT... Goes down.

-[[ Alex Shelley just smiles. ]]-
 

-[[ Rhino charges straight for Flair and Flair casually sidesteps him, allowing Rhino to slam into the turnbuckles.. Rhino turns around, angry as hell and Flair nails him with a sickening chop! Rhino yells in pain and Flair nails him with another and another and another and Rhino shakes his head.. No-selling the final shots! He blasts Flair with a big right hand and kicks him in the gut.. He whips Flair into the ropes.... Big boot from Rhino! Rhino dives onto Flair and begins punching away at his head.. Flair puts his hands up and Rhino continues punching away.. He pulls Flair back up and whips him into the turnbuckle.. Rhino charges in after him.. Shoulderblock to the midsection! He hits him with another and Flair staggers out of the corner.. Flair Flop! Rhino begins sizing him up for the GORE! Ric Flair slowly stands... Rhino is ready for it.. And he runs...... GORE ON DAVID FLAIR!! DAVID FLAIR GOT IN THE RING AND BLOCKED THE SHOT!! The referee tries to usher Flair out of the ring and Rhino turns around to go back after Ric... And SIMON DEAN blasts Rhino with the Simon System GYM BAG!! Rhino goes down hard and Simon rolls out of the ring, laughing.. Ric Flair crawls over and covers Rhino... Referee turns around.. One.. Two... THREE!! Ric Flair has won the match thanks to his son.. And Simon Dean! ]]-
 

-[[ Randy Orton is walking through the backstage area with "Cowboy" Bob Orton at his side.. Orton is wearing black slacks and an 'rKo' t-shirt, obviously not dressed to wrestle as he doesn't have a match tonight.. "Cowboy" Bob is walking alongside him, pleading with him.. ]]-

[ "Cowboy" Bob Orton ] Son.. Not tonight.. Save it for Body Count!

-[[ Randy Orton won't be denied.. ]]-

[ Randy Orton ] Save it for Body Count? Heh..

-[[ Orton is furious.. ]]-

[ Randy Orton ] Did Steve Austin save his title match for Body Count?

-[[ Orton shakes his head.. ]]-

[ Randy Orton ] No.. He didn't.. And I'm not saving what I have planned for Edge.. For Body Count..... I am the fastest rising superstar in Solid Gold Wrestling history.. A hall of famer.. A two time Television champion.. And the youngest SGW World Heavyweight Champion.. Of all time.....

[ "Cowboy" Bob Orton ] Son.. You don't even know for sure if he's HERE or not!

-[[ Orton pauses and looks around..... ]]-

[ Randy Orton ] Oh.. He's here.

-[[ He stops and looks at his father.. Dead serious. ]]-

[ Randy Orton ] I am Randy Orton.. Third generation superstar..

-[[ A pause.. ]]-

[ Randy Orton ] The man who murdered Taz in cold blood..

-[[ He exhales.. ]]-

[ Randy Orton ] Legend Killer..

-[[ He rubs his hands together.. ]]-

[ Randy Orton ] And for years.. Two legends have gone.. Unkilled..

-[[ Orton looks up at the ceiling.. ]]-

[ Randy Orton ] Edge.. And Christian..

-[[ He looks back down at his father.. ]]-

[ Randy Orton ] Christian is dead...

-[[ He smiles an evil smile.. ]]-

[ Randy Orton ] And at Body Count..... Edge is NEX-- !

-[[ Edge comes from nowhere and tackles Randy Orton into the wall!! Randy Orton and Edge begin trading punches like crazy and Edge takes over with a knee lift! He whips Orton into a trash can, sending garbage all over the floor! Edge turns around and catches "Cowboy" Bob coming at him full-speed and he kicks him in the gut, catches him around the head...... EDGEACUTION!! "Cowboy" Bob goes limp and Edge stands up just in time for Randy Orton to blast him in the back of the head with that very same trash can!! Edge goes down and Randy Orton raises the trash can over his head.. He's going to smash Edge's head in........ MACE!! RANDY ORTON GETS MACED!! Orton throws the trash can down as Trish Stratus sprays his eyes full of mace! Randy Orton backs away, covering his face and yelling in pain!! And Edge springs up... ]]-

[ Randy Orton ] ..Cunt! .......CUNT!!

-[[ And SPEARS RANDY ORTON DOWN!! Edge kneels over Orton and pulls at his hair.. Trish Stratus walks over to them and looks down at Orton as he lays motionless on the ground..... ]]-

[ Trish Stratus ] Now who's the.. Cunt?

-[[ Edge just stares down at Orton, breathing heavily.. He stands up and looks at Trish.. ]]-

[ Edge ] Come on.

-[[ They walk away, leaving the Ortons laying. ]]-
 

-[[ John Bradshaw Layfield is at ringside for the match.. Orlando Jordan and Austin face off in the middle of the ring and Orlando smirks and shoves Austin backward.. Austin immediately dives forward and forces Orlando into the corner.. The referee gets between them and orders a break but Orlando reaches around the referee and punches Austin in the jaw! Austin staggers around, knocked off his game for a bit and Orlando shoves the referee out of the way and goes after him, spinning Austin around, and Austin immediately begins laying the punches into Jordan! Austin punches Jordan into the corner and begins stomping a mudhole in him and walking it dry! Austin pulls Orlando out of the corner and whips him into the ropes.. THESZ PRESS! PUNCHES! Austin stands up, flipping the bird, and he pulls Orlando back to his feet.. He whips Jordan into the turnbuckle and follows him in.. Clothesline in the corner! Jordan staggers out.. He throws a wild punch at Austin but Austin ducks it..... KICK WHAM STUNNER!! Austin covers him.. One! Two! Thr-- Layfield pulled out the referee!! Austin stands up and goes toward the ropes.. He begins yelling at Layfield... And LANCE STORM blasts Austin from behind!! Orlando Jordan gets up and joins in on the beatdown! Layfield pushes the referee out of the way and slides into the ring.. And all three men begin stomping away at Austin!! The referee is calling for the bell!! Austin is taking this by disqualification!! Layfield and Orlando hold Austin up.. And Lance Storm floors him with the standing side kick!! Austin goes down hard and Storm stands over him, smiling. ]]-
 

-[[ Ric Flair stands over his son, David.. David Flair contorts on the floor, holding his stomach and groaning in pain.. Ric just shakes his head.. He runs his hand through his hair, looking distressed.. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] Why'd you do it, David?

-[[ No answer.. Just groaning.. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] I don't want you getting involved in my matches, kid..

-[[ Still no answer. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] Somethin'.. Woo.. Ain't right about ya'..

-[[ It's as if Flair is talking to a brick wall.. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] You interfered in my match with the Rock.. And now.. Ya' interfered in my match with Rhino... Woo! I don't like it! I don't like it! How can I be proud o'victories.. That I only get.. Woo! Because you! Interfered!?

-[[ Flair is becoming frustrated.. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] Well.. What have ya' got to say for yourself!?

-[[ Finally, English. ]]-

[ David Flair ] ..belly ache.

-[[ Ric shakes his head, slinging his hair all over the place.. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] BELLY ACHE!! BELLY ACHE!! WOO!!

-[[ He's furious. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] You wouldn't have it.. If ya' didn't stick your nose.. WOO! Where it wasn't.. WANTED!! WOO!! Ya' shouldn't have interfered!! Ya' should've stayed.. OUT!!

[ David Flair ] ..hurts... I.. I...

[ Ric Flair ] I WHAT?! I.. WHAT!?

[ David Flair ] ...like it...

-[[ Ric looks disgusted.. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] Son.. Stay out o'this business.. Stay.. OUT!

-[[ No answer.. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] I don't want ya' in the ring.. I don't wanna be associated with ya'.. I just.. Don't.. Like it!! That challenge we got from the Full Blooded Italians.. We're not.. ACCEPTIN' IT! No team! No deal! WOO!! Find a new place to work!

-[[ There's laughter from behind him.. Ric turns around and finds himself being approached by Little Guido, "Big" Sal E. Graziano, and Tony Mamaluke.. They've all got cocky smiles on their faces.. ]]-

[ Little Guido ] Relax, gramps.. We ain't heeya' ta' fight..

[ Tony Mamaluke ] But.. Ah.. Did we juss' hear chu right?!

[ Little Guido ] 'Chu ain't acceptin' our challenge!?

-[[ Ric looks ready to fight at any second, regardless of what they said.. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] If you wanna fight.. Woo.. You can have me..

-[[ They laugh. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] Leave my boy.. OUTTA THIS! WOO!!

-[[ Guido mocks him.. ]]-

[ Little Guido ] ..Leave my boy outta' this! Your boy..

-[[ He turns to Tony and Sal.. ]]-

[ Little Guido ] 'Chu hear dis guy? My boy!? 'Chu sure don't ACT like he's ya' boy! Actin' all ashamed of him... Tellin' him he can't work where he wants to work........ Tellin' him he can't accept our challenge....

-[[ Guido shrugs.. ]]-

[ Little Guido ] Sounds like tha' Naytcha' Boy... Is ashamed o'his own blood..

-[[ Ric Flair looks down at David and then back at Guido.. ]]-

[ Little Guido ] Me and my boys here.. We're family, too.. We ain't ashamed o'each otha'.. But.. If ya' so disappointed in ya' son.. That's cool.. I mean.. Usually.. Back home.. We give our blood a chance to prove themselves.. Before we write'em off.. But.. That's just us!

-[[ The Italians agree with each other.. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] ..Fine! Dammit...... Fine!

-[[ He shakes his head.. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] Body Count.. Ya' got it.. The Italians.. Versus.. WOO! The Flairs!

-[[ He turns to David and looks down at him.. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] One time.. For all time.

-[[ The Italians leave, having got what they wanted. ]]-
 

-[[ Matt Hardy and Ken Kennedy begin the match.. They stare each down for a bit and then Kennedy gives Hardy a light shove.. Hardy shoves him back and Kennedy comes back with a vicious slap to the face... Hardy slugs Kennedy back with a forearm to the mouth!! Hardy begins slamming down on Kennedy with rapid fire forearms and punches! He whips Kennedy into the ropes and Kennedy goes for a clothesline.. Hardy ducks it and catches him.. Side effect! He covers him! One! Two! Kurt Angle breaks the pin! Angle pulls Hardy off of Kennedy and lifts him up.. German suplex! Angle goes back to his corner and Kennedy stands up.. He pulls Hardy to his feet and whips him into the ropes.. Spinning heel kick! Hardy goes down hard... Kennedy tags in Angle.. Angle hops into the ring and begins sizing Hardy up.. Hardy slowly stands and Angle jumps on him.. German suplex! He holds on.. Another! Angle pulls Hardy back up and whips him into the ropes.. Release belly-to-belly suplex! Angle covers him! One! Two! Thr-- Hardy got a foot on the ropes! Angle forearms Hardy in the head.. Hardy tries crawling over to tag in Raven but Angle isn't allowing it.. Angle holds Hardy in place and pulls him back into the middle of the ring.. And Angle pulls Hardy up and whips him into the ropes... Hip toss! And Angle.. Pulls down the straps! Angle goes for the ANKLE LOCK! He grips Hardy's ankle, but Hardy gets some footing.. And drills Angle with an enziguri! Hardy dives.. And makes the tag!! Raven charges in and Kennedy dives into the ring! Raven punches Kennedy down, grabs him up and throws him over the top rope and to the floor! Kurt Angle staggers up and Raven whips him into the ropes.. Drop toe hold! Angle springs right back up and Raven throws a clothesline at him but Angle ducks it and hooks him.. ANGLE SLAM! NO! Raven slipped out from behind, spins Angle around...... EVEN FLOW!! Raven covers him!! ONE! TWO! THREE! Raven and Hardy have pulled this from NOWHERE! ]]-
 

-[[ We cut to the backstage area where we see Scott Steiner talking to Vince Russo.. Steiner is rubbing his hands together like what he's hearing is really enticing to him.... Vince Russo is speaking in his most convincing tone.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] If you enta' the fuckin' Pure Wrestlin' Invitational.. You won't just be helpin' out Vince Russo.. You'll be helpin' out the business as a whole.. And more importantly..

-[[ He puts his finger on Steiner's chest.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] You'll be helpin' YOU!

[ Scott Steiner ] Don't ever fuckin' touch me.

-[[ Russo removes his finger. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Sorry.

-[[ He continues. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] This business is about enta'tainment--

-[[ Steiner puts his hand up.. ]]-

[ Scott Steiner ] Fuck that shit, Russo.. I'm gonna tell you somethin' right now.. I don't come out here for entertainment.. And I don't come out here.. To fuckin' wrestle...... I come out here to fuck my freaks.. And flex my peaks!

-[[ He raises his arm, eclipsing Russo's head.. ]]-

[ Scott Steiner ] Now.. What you're pitchin' to me.. Ain't some opportunity to help Solid Gold or help you.. What you're pitchin' to.. The big bad.. Booty daddy.. Is an opportunity to get in the ring with a bunch of little mother fuckers that don't know shit.. About how this business really is!

-[[ He lowers his arm.. ]]-

[ Scott Steiner ] What you're lookin' at.. Is a real man.. And what you're pitchin'.. Is the equivalent of puttin' a pitt bull in a cage with tiny, innocent rabbits.. Soaked in raw meat!

-[[ He removes his sun glasses.. ]]-

[ Scott Steiner ] In short.. You can count me in.

-[[ He puts them back on.. ]]-

[ Scott Steiner ] And you can count.. Pure wrestlin'... DEAD! HOLLER!

-[[ Scott Steiner wanders off, leaving Russo to himself.. When suddenly, Shawn Michaels walks into the shot.. Michaels looks amused, having heard what Steiner said.... Shawn walks right up to Russo.. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] Vinnie-Ru.. I couldn't help but hear what big Scotty was sayin'.. And I couldn't... DIS.. Agree more!

-[[ Russo raises an eyebrow. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] Now.. Everybody knows.. Shawn Michaels is the SHOW STOPPER.. THE MAIN EVENT!! But Shawn Michaels is also one of the best damn wrestlers to ever step through the ropes!

-[[ He shrugs.. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] Pure wrestling.. Maybe not.. But one thing the fans could always count on.. Was that the Heart Break Kid.. Would give them, without a doubt.. The match of the night!

-[[ Shawn reaches up and pretends to pull a hat off of his head.. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] So.. If you don't have a problem with it.. I'd like to throw my.. Hat.. In the race!

-[[ Michaels smirks and walks off.. The Sandman wanders by.. Russo gets a smile on his face.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] ..Hey, Sandman.. You wanna be in the Pure Wrestlin' Invitational?

-[[ The Sandman just looks at him.. ]]-

[ The Sandman ] ..Fuck you.

-[[ The Sandman wanders off. ]]-
 

-[[ Senshi jumps on Cornette as soon as the match starts and begins drilling him with sickening kicks.. Cornette goes down in a heap and Senshi just repeatedly kicks him in the face and head! Senshi pulls Cornette off of the mat and whips him into the ropes.. Spinning heel kick! Senshi begins climbing the turnbuckle and he dives off toward Cornette.. But Cornette pulls the referee in front of him and Senshi wipes out of the referee with a missile drop kick! Cornette slowly stands and Senshi picks him up.. FOR THE KI KRUSHER! Senshi turns around.. SPEAR!! SPEAR!! SPEAR!! EDGE SPEARED SENSHI!! Senshi drops Cornette!! Edge yanks Senshi up... EDGEACUTION!! He rolls out of the ring.. Cornette covers Senshi!! The referee comes to.. One.......... Two......... THREE!!! JIM CORNETTE HAS BEATEN SENSHI THANKS TO EDGE!! ]]-
 

-[[ Raven is walking through the backstage area with the Intercontinental championship dangling from his hand.. He doesn't appear to be pleased, despite winning a very hard fought battle just moments earlier.. Matt Hardy charges up from behind him and begins talking to him.. Raven doesn't appear happy with this development.. ]]-

[ Matt Hardy ] Hey, man.. That wasn't bad..

-[[ Raven keeps walking, not even bothering to turn around.. ]]-

[ Matt Hardy ] You go pretty good for a guy that got German suplexed off of a stage last week..

-[[ Raven looks disgusted. He shakes his head.. Matt Hardy persists.. ]]-

[ Matt Hardy ] Man.. Talk to me!

-[[ No answer.. ]]-

[ Matt Hardy ] I don't know what the hell your problem is, man.. But last week, you disrespected me.. And this week.. You're doing it again.. We've got to work together here!!

-[[ Raven turns around and gets right in Hardy's face.. Raven stares him right in the eyes but doesn't budge.. Hardy stares right back but stops talking.. Raven finally turns back around and just begins walking off again.. Hardy jumps forward and spins Raven around forcefully.. ]]-

[ Matt Hardy ] I know you think this whole Golden Rule thing is over.. But it's not.. You think something that big is just going to disappear because Jeff Jarrett ate a stunner!?

-[[ Hardy seems desperate to get inside Raven's head.. ]]-

[ Matt Hardy ] Do you really think it's over, man? Do you think it ended when you pinned Kurt Angle tonight? It's far from over.. You're still facing him at Body Count.. And if you think he's going to enter that match without some kind of retaliation.. Then you're foolin' yourself!!

-[[ Raven yanks at his hair and begins waving his hands around, yelling at Hardy, looking himself like he's trying to get it through Hardy's head, the point he's trying to prove. ]]-

[ Raven ] Golden Rule.. Jeff Jarrett.. Steve Austin.. I don't care!! I don't care about any of this, Hardy!! Get that through your head.. I'm not here to defend Solid Gold Wrestling.. Or rage against the corporate machine!! I'm here to wrestle and inflict as much pain as I possibly can....

-[[ His voices goes lower.. ]]-

[ Raven ] Wrestling is my mistress.. It's my love.. It's the one thing that keeps me from blowing my brains out at night!! I didn't fight for Solid Gold Wrestling and I never will.. I only fought Jarrett because they threatened to take that away from me!!

-[[ He shoves Hardy back.. ]]-

[ Raven ] And if you don't get off my back about it.. I'm going to put you on yours, you self-important, Southern drawling imbecile!! I just want to be left alone.. If you just have to hear yourself talk.. I suggest having a voice chat with the internet geeks you sold out for a WWE contract.. Because I'm not listening.. Go find someone else to leech off of.

-[[ Hardy looks in awe that Raven has went off like this.... ]]-

[ Matt Hardy ] Well.. If that's how you feel..

-[[ And Hardy slugs Raven in the jaw! Raven and Hardy begin brawling and fight up against the wall where Hardy begins slugging away at Raven's head, trying everything he can to knock him out but Raven yanks at Hardy's hair and begins slugging away at his face.. Raven knee lifts Hardy in the gut and- CRACK! CHAIRSHOT!! Matt Hardy goes down!! Ken Kennedy and Kurt Angle aren't finished!! Raven tries to fight back, kicking Angle in the gut and making him drop his chair but as he begins to take over and dominate Angle, Ken Kennedy nails him from behind with a forearm!! Raven staggers forward from the shot.. Right into an ANGLE SLAM! Ken Kennedy and Kurt Angle stand over their fallen pay-per-view opponents, ensuring they're staying down for the count.. And walk away... What the hell is going to happen with Raven and Hardy now? ]]-