-[[ The show opens with "Stone Cold" Steve Austin standing in the middle of the ring.. However, something is different.. The ring is adorned in a red carpet and streamers and balloons have already fallen and covered the ring and surrounding ringside area.. Austin stands there with the SGW World Championship hanging from his hand and he doesn't appear happy at all.. You realize why when the camera hits the stage and Jeff Jarrett is standing there with Jillian Hall by his side.. Jarrett has a microphone in his hand.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] "Stone Cold" Steve Austin.. I called your ass out here for a reason..

-[[ Jillian nods, applauding Jarrett.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] And that reason.. Is simple!

-[[ The fans are booing loudly as Jarrett continues.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] This ain't no celebration.. And it sure as hell ain't no Austin Appreciation Night!

-[[ Boos.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] This is me givin' you.. A formal goodbye!

-[[ Austin just stands there, glaring at Jarrett from the ring.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] I'm givin' ya' the chance to end your career.. With streamers and balloons..

-[[ A pause.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Instead o' blood and broken bones!

-[[ Jarrett points at the ring. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Which is exactly what you'll get.. If ya' carry that title to Total Destruction!

-[[ Austin hoists the title up onto his shoulder, still staring down at Jarrett.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] I take it that ya' ain't gonna forfeit your title..

-[[ Austin doesn't even move.. Not worth acknowledging Jarrett's comments.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] I know what you're thinkin', Austin.. Ya' got a partner ya' think ya' can trust.. So you're gonna try to make a go of it at Total Destruction.. Well.. Let me let ya' in on a little somethin'..

-[[ Jarrett smiles.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] At Total Destruction.. If Storm, Masters or myself pin ya'.. We get your world title.. But I'm addin' a stipulation.... And that stipulation is..

-[[ Wait for it. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] If one of us pins Kennedy.. We get his Television title, too!

-[[ That's it? ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] How ya' like that, Austin!?

-[[ Jillian takes the microphone from Jarrett, looking concerned. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] You're forgetting something, Jeff..

-[[ Jeff fakes being genuinely concerned about what he forgot.. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] You forgot to mention that... If Hell freezes over.. And Ken Kennedy pins one of you three..

-[[ She shrieks. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] HE WINS AUSTIN'S TITLE!

-[[ Boos.. Austin shakes his head. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] You can't even trust your own partner now!

-[[ She laughs. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] You're so screwed, Steve!

-[[ Jarrett and Jillian both laugh loudly. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] You wife beating bitch!

-[[ Jarrett takes the microphone back.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Also.. I've made the decision that the world title match.. Ain't gonna be the main event..

-[[ A pause as the fans boo.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Because for one thing, Steve Austin.. Ya' don't deserve to main event!!

-[[ He laughs. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] And besides.. After I beat your ass for that belt.. I'm turnin' the rest o' the pay-per-view into Jeff Jarrett Appreciation Night! And there ain't nobody that can do anything about it! HA HA!

-[[ He turns to Jillian.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] So, Jillian.. What do you think should be the pay-per-view main event now?

-[[ She appears to think really hard.. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] The Raven and Matt Hardy title unification?

-[[ Jarrett shrugs. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Works for me.. Just don't tell Russo.. He HATES Matt Hardy.

-[[ Cut. ]]-
 

-[[ We immediately cut to a bathroom stall door.. You can't see what's going on inside.. But you can hear it.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Oh, fuck yeah, Lita.. Yeah, get on that dick, you fuckin' whore..

-[[ There's a sound of desperate panting and breathing.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Oh, fuck yes.. Ditchin' Matt Hardy is the best decision you eva' made..

-[[ A pause as he groans. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Yeah, baby.. Do it like that.. Let me feel ya' ass.. Yes.. Fuck yes!

-[[ The breathing becomes more frantic.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] GOD, FUCK YEAH.. FUCK MATT HARDY!! FUCK MATT HARDY!!

-[[ A scrambling sound.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Get on ya' knees, Lita.. You whore.. I'm gonna cum on ya' fuckin' face.. You slut!

-[[ A few seconds later, you hear a zip and the stall door opens... And Vince Russo walks out of the stall alone with a magazine in his hand.. He places it on the counter and washes his hands.. He looks at himself in the mirror. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Fuck Matt Hardy.

-[[ Cut. ]]-
 

-[[ We're back on the stage with Jarrett and Jillian.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] But now, Austin.. I've got a surprise for ya'..

-[[ Boos. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Somethin' to let ya' know that I ain't all that bad..

-[[ Jarrett takes a few steps down the ramp and stops.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] A little goin' away present.. From me to you!

-[[ He turns back to the stage.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Ladies and gentlemen.. Here to perform for us tonight........

-[[ A pause.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] .......KENNY ROGERS!

-[[ Mixed reaction as Kenny Rogers walks out onto the ramp with his surgically enhanced, sickening face that's pulled so tight that his asshole is underneath his chin.. Kenny Rogers makes his way down to the ring with a microphone in his hand.. He's got a big smile on his face.. Even Austin can't help but smile just a little bit.. Kenny gets in the ring and shakes Austin's hand... Austin just stares at him, not really believing this.. Before the fans even begin to die down, some music begins playing and Kenny Rogers begins to sing.. ]]-

[ Kenny Rogers ] On a warm summer evenin'.. On a train bound for nowhere...
I met up with the gambler.. We were both too tired to sleep.......
So we took turns a'starin'... Out the window at the darkness...

-[[ Austin just stares at him, a half-smile on his face.. ]]-

[ Kenny Rogers ] 'Til the boredom overtooook us.. And he began to speak..

-[[ Rogers is really getting into it.. Staring into Austin's eyes as he sings.. ]]-

[ Kenny Rogers ] He said, son I've made a livin'... Out o' readin' people's faces..
And knowin' what their cards were.. By the way they held their eyes..
So if you don't mind my sayin'.. I can see you're out o' aces..
For a taste of your whiskey.. I'll give you some advice..

-[[ Austin stomps over to the edge of the ring and calls for a microphone and some beer.. He receives the microphone and two cans of beer... He tosses one to Rogers, who snaps it open but doesn't drink it.. Austin raises his own microphone.. ]]-

[ Steve Austin ] SO, I HANDED HIM MY BOTTLE.... AND HE DRANK DOWN MY LAAAAAST SWALLOW!
THEN HE BUMMED A CIGARETTE.. AND ASKED ME FOR A LIGHT!

[ Kenny Rogers ] And the night got deathly quiet.. And his face lost alllllll expression!

[ Steve Austin ] Said if ya' gonna play the game, boy... Ya' gotta learn to play it right!

[ Kenny Rogers ] Ya got to know when to hold'em...

[ Steve Austin ] When to hold'em!

[ Kenny Rogers ] Know when to fold'em!

[ Steve Austin ] Hell yeah!!

[ Kenny Rogers ] Know when to waaaaaaaalk away...

-[[ Austin nods.. ]]-

[ Kenny Rogers ] Know when to run!

-[[ He points at the belt on Austin's shoulder and winks.. ]]-

[ Kenny Rogers ] You never count your money.. When you're sittin' at the table...

[ Steve Austin ] There'll be time enough for countin'.. When the dealin's done..

-[[ Rogers smiles even bigger and shakes Austin's hand one more time.. ]]-

[ Kenny Rogers ] You're a hell of a talent, Steve..

-[[ Austin nods, it seems as though he's almost forgotten Jeff Jarrett and Jillian Hall were watching him from the ramp.. He turns his head and stares down at them.. And the next thing he hears almost puts him right on his ass.. ]]-

[ Kenny Rogers ] You know, Steve.. You really DO need to know.. When to fold'em..

-[[ Austin turns his head toward Rogers, staring at him cold. ]]-

[ Kenny Rogers ] Know when to walk away... And.. Know when to run.

-[[ Austin then cracks a smile, nods.. And offers his hand one more time.. Rogers accepts it.. They shake... KICK WHAM STUNNER ON KENNY ROGERS!! Jarrett paid Rogers to send a message.. And Austin got it LOUD AND CLEAR!! Austin begins dumping beer all over Kenny Rogers and jawing away right in his face.. The fans are going nuts as Jarrett and Jillian look pissed on the ramp... Austin springs back up, holding the title belt in the air.. He leans over the top rope and flips off Jarrett as the scene fades. ]]-
 

-[[ Chris Benoit begins the match with Balls Mahoney.. The two circle each other for a bit and then lock up furiously.. They fight over it and Balls takes Benoit over with a headlock.. Balls wrenches on it for a few seconds and then begins digging his knuckle into Benoit's temple.. Benoit begins elbowing out of it and Balls lets go and throws a wild punch at Benoit but Benoit ducks it and hooks Balls around the waist.. Release German suplex! Balls lands hard and stands back up, staggering around and Benoit runs at him and knocks him down with a running throat thrust! Balls goes down and Benoit puts the boots to him and immediately goes straight for his legs, attempting the sharp shooter! Balls fights it and scrambles for the ropes.. He makes it and Benoit kicks him in the gut.. He pulls Balls back to his feet and nails him with a sickening knife edge chop! He hits him with another and another... And Balls springs forward with an eye rake! Balls begins hammering Benoit with lefts and rights, backing him into his corner where the Sandman holds him in place.. Balls begins kicking away at Benoit and tags in the Sandman.. Sandman goes in and he and Balls begins hammering Benoit with kicks and punches until he's in a seated position in the corner.. Balls goes to the opposite corner and charges in.. And flattens Benoit with a fat ass splash! Balls steps onto the apron and the Sandman pulls Benoit up.. He hits him in the head a few times with big right hands and goes to whip him into the ropes but Benoit reverses it.. Sandman comes back at him and Benoit goes for a knife edge chop but Sandman ducks it and hooks Benoit.. Russian leg sweep! Sandman goes for a quick cover.. One! Two! Benoit got a shoulder up! The Sandman pulls Benoit back to his feet and whips him into the ropes.. He goes for a back drop and Benoit stops, kicks Sandman in the chest and hooks his legs and goes for the sharp shooter! Sandman fights it like crazy and gets into the ropes.. Sandman gets back to his feet, holding onto the ropes and Benoit immediately nails him with a sickening chop.. He goes to whip the Sandman into the ropes but the Sandman reverses it and follows him in.. And their heads collide! Both men go down and stop moving.. Charles Robinson begins the mandatory ten count.. Benoit begins to stir a bit.. As does the Sandman.. Each man begins crawling to his corner... And both men make the tag! Raven and Balls both charge out of their corners and begins trading punches until Raven knee lifts Balls and whips him into the corner! Raven follows him in.. Clothesline! Bulldog! The Sandman is up and charges at Raven but Raven immediately ducks and drop toe holds him into.. THE CROSS FACE!! Chris Benoit begins ripping back on the Sandman's head!! Balls Mahoney staggers back to his feet and Raven kicks him in the gut.. Cross pose! EVEN FLOW! Raven covers him! One! Two! Three! The fans are going nuts! Chris Benoit has made an impressive return.. And a message has been sent to Matt Hardy! ]]-
 

-[[ We cut backstage where we see "Stone Cold" Steve Austin making his way through the halls.. He doesn't look happy at all.. The SGW World Heavyweight Championship is slung over his shoulder.. He appears to be walking with purpose in his step.. However, he's stopped dead in his tracks by Ken Kennedy.. The Big Show is behind Kennedy, looking down at Austin.. Austin just stands there, eyeballing them both.. Kennedy swallows hard.. ]]-

[ Ken Kennedy ] Steve.. What Jarrett said.. That doesn't change anything, bro.

-[[ Austin doesn't say a word. ]]-

[ Ken Kennedy ] You know I'm just in this to take Jarrett.. OUT!

-[[ Austin looks down at the belt on his shoulder and then back at Kennedy.. ]]-

[ Ken Kennedy ] What.. May I ask.. Is your problem, Steve?

-[[ Austin stares a hole right through him.. ]]-

[ Ken Kennedy ] I've got your back.. I have to make those guys pay for what they've done.

-[[ Austin nods, closing his eyes for a second.. He looks back at Kennedy.. ]]-

[ Steve Austin ] So.. You're tellin' me.. If the opportunity arises.. You ain't gonna..

-[[ Austin hesitates.. ]]-

[ Steve Austin ] Slip in like a damn, dirty thief.. And take this from me?

-[[ Kennedy, at first, appears offended.. And this his eyes settle on the belt.. ]]-

[ Ken Kennedy ] Steve.. Brother.. Dude.. Man..

-[[ Austin just stands there.. ]]-

[ Ken Kennedy ] You know.. No matter what I say.. I'd be lying if I told you that I didn't want that championship belt.. I had it in my grasp at World Warrior, man.. I coulda' taken Orton and got it.. But I gave in to Jarrett.. And his money.. And I put that world title in Orton's hands... But you have to believe me.. I'm in this for Jarrett.. He MUST pay..

-[[ Austin stares Kennedy right in the face, still not moving. ]]-

[ Ken Kennedy ] If the opportunity arises for me to win that championship...

-[[ Kennedy pauses now.. ]]-

[ Ken Kennedy ] ...I'll take it..

-[[ Austin nods.. ]]-

[ Ken Kennedy ] But you have my word, Steve... MY WORD..

-[[ Another pause. ]]-

[ Ken Kennedy ] I won't screw you over to get it.

-[[ Austin looks down.. ]]-

[ Steve Austin ] ..Fair enough.

-[[ Kennedy offers his hand.. ]]-

[ Ken Kennedy ] ..Team?

-[[ Austin looks at his hand and then back up at him.. ]]-

[ Steve Austin ] ..I'll shake your grubby hand after Total Destruction.

-[[ Kennedy retracts his hand, putting it on his hip. ]]-

[ Ken Kennedy ] I understand.

-[[ Austin pushes past him and walks toward his dressing room.. ]]-

[ Ken Kennedy ] Really, I do!

-[[ Austin ignores him. ]]-

[ Ken Kennedy ] See you at Total Destruction, Steve!

-[[ Kennedy and Show watch him as he disappears into his dressing room.. We follow Austin inside where he doesn't bother to turn on the light.. He slings his world title onto a chair and sits down in another folding chair before he begins to get his wrestling gear together..... From the darkness, he hears a guitar strum... And then a voice.. ]]-

[ Mark Collie ] I can hear what you're thinkin'....
All your doubts and fears..
And if you look in my eyes.. In time you'll find..
The reason I'm here...

-[[ Austin switches on a lamp.. Mark Collie, country music singer, is sitting in another chair with a guitar on his lap and a cigarette clutched between two of his fingers... He stares a hole through Austin.. Another message from Jarrett he appears to be.. Austin just looks at him as he continues.. ]]-

[ Mark Collie ] And in time all things shall.. Pass away..
In time you may come back some day...
To live once more...

-[[ A pause. ]]-

[ Mark Collie ] ....Or die once more..

-[[ He strums the guitar again.. ]]-

[ Mark Collie ] But in time your time will... Be no more..

-[[ He pats the guitar, making a dull thump echo in the room.. ]]-

[ Mark Collie ] You know your days are numbered...
Count'em one by one...
Like notches in the handle of an outlaw's gun..
You can outrun the devil.... If ya' try...
But you can never outrun the hands of time--

-[[ We immediately cut to the outside of Austin's dressing room where we see his dressing room door explode outward as the body of Mark Collie goes crashing through it! He slams hard into the wall, blood pouring out of his nose.. And even though we don't see Austin, we see a hand slinging beer all over Collie from inside.. Steve Austin has had enough of the messages from Jeff Jarrett! ]]-
 

-[[ The Undertaker and Kevin Nash have a stare down to start.. Neither man moves for a few seconds until Nash smirks and nails the Undertaker with a big right hand! The Undertaker turns his head from the impact and immediately turns it back and stares Nash right in the face.. The Undertaker nails Nash with a throat thrust and begins following him as he staggers backward, nailing him punches and thrusts rapid fire! Kevin Nash gets backed into the ropes and the Undertaker continuously drills him with lefts and rights!! The Undertaker whips him off of the ropes and into the other side and follows him in.. With the flying Dead Man clothesline! Nash goes down and rolls out of the ring, holding his face.. And as he turns around.. The Undertaker catches him with the DEAD MAN PLANCHA!! Both men go down hard and lay there for a bit..... DEAD MAN SIT-UP! Undertaker stands up and grabs Nash and throws him underneath the bottom rope.. Undertaker follows him in and Nash gets back to his feet.. Undertaker kicks him in the gut and grabs him by the wrist.. He begins climbing the ropes.... OLD SCHOOL ROPE WALK CLOTHESLINE! Kevin Nash staggers backward, not going down.. The Undertaker advances on him and Nash kicks him in the gut.. Nash smiles.. He was playing possum, letting the Undertaker wind himself down.. Nash kicks him in the gut again and sets him up.. JACKKNIFE! Nash smiles, pointing down at the Undertaker and shrugging.. DEAD MAN SIT-UP! Nash looks like he's shit himself! The Undertaker stands up and Nash begins slugging him in the head with lefts and rights but the Undertaker punches him backwards into the ropes and catches him coming off.... TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER!! The Undertaker covers him.. One! Two! Three! My God, the Undertaker has won the match and decisively! ]]-
 

-[[ Raven and Chris Benoit are in their dressing room.. Raven is sitting in a corner of the room, staring straight ahead with his arm propped up on his knee.. Chris Benoit sits in a folding chair, removing the tape from his wrists.. There's a silence in the room that's quite.. Uncomfortable.. Chris Benoit is the one to break it. ]]-

[ Chris Benoit ] That was a good warm-up..

-[[ Raven doesn't respond.. ]]-

[ Chris Benoit ] What.. Do you say we do about Matt.. Hardy?

-[[ No answer.. Benoit begins to undo his boots. ]]-

[ Chris Benoit ] I'm talking to you.. Raven..

-[[ No answer. ]]-

[ Chris Benoit ] Something must be done..

-[[ Raven wipes his nose and tilts his head back, bumping it on the wall.. ]]-

[ Chris Benoit ] There must be justice..

-[[ No answer.. There's a knock on the dressing room door and it slowly opens up.. "The Masterpiece" Chris Masters walks in without a care in the world.. Chris Benoit springs up from his seat and gets right up in The Masterpiece's face.. Masters is already in his tights, wearing his long entrance cape.. Benoit and Masters stare each other down.. ]]-

[ Chris Benoit ] Make a move!

-[[ Masters chuckles.. ]]-

[ Chris Masters ] I remember you... Tell me something..

-[[ He looks up at the ceiling, rubbing his chin. ]]-

[ Chris Masters ] Why do they call you the Crippler?

-[[ And then looks down, thoughtful. ]]-

[ Chris Masters ] Shouldn't you be the... Couldn't Break My Masterlocker?

-[[ He shrugs.. ]]-

[ Chris Masters ] Because.. Let's be real.. You couldn't break.. My Masterlock.

-[[ Benoit is shaking with intensity.. ]]-

[ Chris Benoit ] You ignorant.. Fool!

-[[ Jillian Hall steps out from behind the Masterpiece with a cocky grin on her face.. She has a large piece of tape across her nose from where Alexis Laree punched her out last week.. She looks Benoit up and down.. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] Step off, Benoit... You vanilla midget..

-[[ She laughs.. The Masterpiece rubs his chin, chuckling and flexing his pecs. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] This doesn't concern you.

-[[ She pushes past Benoit and approaches Raven where he's sitting.. She's smiling down at him like he doesn't have the ability to stand up and knock her down where she stands... She crosses her arms, tapping her fingers on one of her elbows.. The fabric of her jacket makes it come off as a dull thumping sound.. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] Hi, Raven.

-[[ No answer. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] I'm here for two reasons.. One.. To let you know that I'm not afraid of you..

-[[ Benoit speaks up.. ]]-

[ Chris Benoit ] Then why did you bring.. This idiot?

-[[ Masters looks offended.. Jillian turns to Benoit, looking disgusted. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] Because... Asshole... I do whatever I want to.. Now shut up and go find your boyfriend, Malenko.. I'm trying to conduct business! Do you mind?

-[[ Benoit just stares at her like "Bitch, you just didn't say that," but he takes it and turns back to Masters, who stares him back down.. Neither of them is going to budge.. She turns back to Raven.. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] Sorry about that, doll.. Your friend is so rude.. Interrupting me like that.. Where was I? Oh yeah.. And the other reason.. Is to let you know that now that you and Matt Hardy's unification match is the main event at Total Destruction.. You two aren't allowed to have physical contact tonight..

-[[ She giggles.. Raven doesn't respond.. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] So... You can leave.

-[[ Raven doesn't move.. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] Go home.. Fly South.. Go to Hell for all I care!

-[[ She laughs again.. Raven mutters.. ]]-

[ Raven ] ...hell?

-[[ He doesn't look up.. He just stares down.. Hair in his face.. ]]-

[ Raven ] I am.. Going to Hell.. At Total Destruction..

-[[ A pause.. ]]-

[ Raven ] And I'm taking Matt Hardy with me...

-[[ Another pause.. ]]-

[ Raven ] The only difference is..

-[[ He flips his hair back, getting it out of his face.. ]]-

[ Raven ] I'm coming back.

-[[ He looks up at her.. ]]-

[ Raven ] I have no desire to lay my hands on Matthew Hardy until Total Destruction.. Because the longer I wait.. The more time I have to think.. Think about what I'm going to do to him..

-[[ Raven begins talking in an almost insulting matter-of-fact tone.. ]]-

[ Raven ] You see, last week.. When I helplessly watched him break Alexis' fingers.. I wasn't relieved when I saw Chris Benoit save her.. Because even though her pain at the hands of Matt Hardy had ended.. Mine had just begun..

-[[ He shrugs.. ]]-

[ Raven ] And the only solace I take in that fact.. Is that Matt Hardy's pain.. Is just over the horizon.. He has gone above and beyond the call of duty to transform himself from an insignificant, nuisance... An insect that circles your head that won't go away, constantly trying to fly into your eyeball.. To a disease.. A cancer, if you will, that begs to be cured..

-[[ Raven looks back down.. ]]-

[ Raven ] But.. There is no cure for cancer, is there, Jillian?

-[[ She stares down at him, smirking.. She doesn't give a shit. ]]-

[ Raven ] ..I can tell you're not interested in me.. Waxing poetic about Matt Hardy..

-[[ A slight laugh escapes her lips.. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] I couldn't POSSIBLY care less.

-[[ Raven smirks now.. ]]-

[ Raven ] Allow me to change the subject, then.

-[[ She looks down at him, still not interested. ]]-

[ Raven ] How did you get your job as the Director of Authority, if you don't mind me asking?

-[[ She raises an eyebrow, sure of herself. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] Not that it's any of your business.. But.. I was the most qualified.. Obviously.

-[[ Raven shrugs. ]]-

[ Raven ] So, you fucked Jeff Jarrett.

-[[ Her eyes widen a bit, she tries not to look offended. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] Excuse me?

-[[ Raven isn't even looking at her now.. He just looks down, speaking. ]]-

[ Raven ] Come on.. Qualified? You point and tell a shaved ape to put people in one of most basic holds in the history of wrestling.. You run your mouth to people who can't do anything about it without repercussions because of the position you hold and sometimes.. You punish the innocent for no other reason than to amuse yourself.

-[[ She just stands there.. A pause. ]]-

[ Raven ] But you're not punishing them.. You're punishing yourself.. Because you wake up in the morning and you look in the mirror.. And you hate what you see.. Everyone knows you're a whore, Jillian. Everyone..

-[[ Masters looks ready to step in but Benoit cuts him off.. ]]-

[ Raven ] Growing up in Kentucky.. I'm willing to bet you had a hard time getting dates, so you tried to establish a reputation as a girl that puts out so that the boys would notice you.. You became a good time girl and somewhere along the line, that brought you into the wrestling business.. But the business, you found out.. Was more than a good time.. You had to have the look to go with it.. So, you went and had your chest inflated so you would fit in.. Various other plastic surgeries, I'm sure.. Only then did it become a matter of sleeping your way to the top..

-[[ Raven's voice is filled with joy as he continues.. A tear rolls down her cheek. ]]-

[ Raven ] Qualified? You changed the scenery but not the situation, babe.. You spend Jeff Jarrett's money.. You abuse his talent.. Order around his lackeys like you have any real power or intelligence of your own... And we all know.. All of us.. That he fucks you..

-[[ He motions toward Masters.. ]]-

[ Raven ] So does he.

-[[ She wipes away another tear, opening her mouth to say something but Raven begins speaking again, cutting her off before the first sound exits her mouth.. ]]-

[ Raven ] They all do.. Masters, Jarrett.. Kennedy.. Big Show.. Both Ortons at the same time.. The Franchise.. And how about all the time's he sent you to Todd Grisham's hospital rooms to make sure he doesn't press charges for the injuries he suffers all the time?

-[[ She's shaking all over, angry and hurt. ]]-

[ Raven ] Did you think that geek wouldn't tell everyone that would listen that he got a hummer every time someone kicked his ass on live television?

-[[ Silence.. He continues. ]]-

[ Raven ] What everyone doesn't know.. Is that you hate it.

-[[ Another pause.. ]]-

[ Raven ] ..But you can't stop.. Because by this point.. It's already second nature to you.

-[[ She shakes her head, tears streaming down her face. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] ..Shut up..

[ Raven ] Do you ever stand over your sink.. Dragging a knife across your wrist.. And pray for the courage to press down?

-[[ He looks up at her smiling. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] ..Stop.

[ Raven ] I get it now.. That's why you're not scared of me..

[ Jillian Hall ] You're so wrong..

[ Raven ] You hate yourself..

[ Jillian Hall ] ..You don't know anything about me.

[ Raven ] You wish you were dead.

-[[ She starts to back up, trying to look dignified, even though the tears that streak her mascara down her face shatter that illusion immediately.. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] I'm leaving now.

[ Raven ] You just don't have the guts.. To do anything about it.

-[[ She swallows hard. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] ...F-.. Fuck you.. Asshole..

-[[ She turns and walks toward the door, grabbing the Masterpiece on her way out.. She stops at the door, standing halfway in and halfway out.. Her voice echoes in the room.. ]]-

[ Jillian Hall ] ...I HOPE YOU DIE ON SUNDAY!!

-[[ She disappears and slams the door behind her.. ]]-

[ Chris Benoit ] Raven..... How did you..

-[[ Raven shrugs.. ]]-

[ Raven ] Educated guess.

-[[ Benoit just nods, impressed. ]]-
 

-[[ Rob Conway and the Rock have a stare down to start.. The Conman is still wearing his sun glasses.. The referee asks him to remove them but Conway refuses.. The Rock smirks.. And slaps Conway right in the face! The glasses break and Conway begins complaining that glass from a broken lens has gotten in his eye.. Jimmy Cordaris seems concerned and calls for EMTs to come down and check on Conway's eye.. Conway begins suggesting that he disqualify the Rock but the Rock acts like that's ridiculous.. Finally, one of the EMTs says that Conway can't possibly continue if he's suffered an eye injury so they begin to take him to the back, walking past the Rock..... But Conway suddenly jumps forward and kicks the Rock in the gut..... EGO TRIP! He makes a quick cover! ONE! TWO! FEET ON THE ROPES! THREE! The Rock has been screwed over!! Conway rolls out of the ring, celebrating.. The Rock has been CONNED! What is it going to take to stop Rob Conway!? ]]-
 

-[[ We cut backstage where we see Vince Russo, Alex Shelley.. And Paul Bearer standing together.. Alex Shelley has his camera in his hand but he's not filming anything at the moment.. Vince Russo is shaking his head with a big smile on his face.. Paul Bearer is rubbing his hands together.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] I just.. Man, fuck.. I just don't get how that big, red bastard is yours..

-[[ Paul Bearer shrugs. ]]-

[ Paul Bearer ] Ohhh yesss.. I understand the concern, Mister Russo.. But Kane IS my son.. Yessss..

-[[ Russo laughs, shrugging. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] I just don't see it.. I mean.. Shit..

-[[ And then Russo spits it out. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] So ya' just walked into the funeral parla'.. And there was Kane's mama..

-[[ Russo spreads his hands apart.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Spread ass eagle, waitin' on ya'?

-[[ Bearer chuckles, his cheeks turning red. ]]-

[ Paul Bearer ] Ohhhh yessss! She was! I sure did.. Do it to her!

-[[ Russo looks at Shelley, wide eyed. ]]-

[ Alex Shelley ] I'm not touching that one.

-[[ Bearer nudges Russo with his elbow. ]]-

[ Paul Bearer ] You might even say... I almost split her in two! YESSSSS!

-[[ Russo's mouth hangs open as Bearer begins doing pelvic thrusts. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] ..You fat fuck!

-[[ Russo rubs his temples like he's trying to will away a headache.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] So.. You into tits?

-[[ Bearer shrugs. ]]-

[ Paul Bearer ] I've always been more into.. A little ass play, myself!

-[[ Russo stares at him deadpan... Shelley elbows Russo.. ]]-

[ Alex Shelley ] Ass play, Ru?

-[[ Shelley seems concerned. ]]-

[ Alex Shelley ] We're trying to make an alliance with a guy who SAYS ass play?

-[[ Russo doesn't even acknowledge that Shelley just spoke.. He just stares at Bearer intently like this has become some sort of competition.. Bearer rubs his hands together, still smiling.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] I like to tit-fuck.

-[[ Bearer shakes his head. ]]-

[ Paul Bearer ] Breasts are only sacks of meat, yesss.. They do nothing for me.

[ Vince Russo ] I'd like to tit-fuck Christy Hemme.

[ Paul Bearer ] To each his own, I suppose...

-[[ A pause.. ]]-

[ Paul Bearer ] I'm more a fan of.. Miss Elizabeth's assets... Oh YES!

-[[ He giggles as Russo just stands there.. Shelley shakes his head.. ]]-

[ Alex Shelley ] She's dead, dude.. Stone cold dead!

-[[ Bearer smiles knowingly and turns to walk away.. ]]-

[ Paul Bearer ] Oh, I know...

-[[ He chuckles and begins to walk away.. Before he disappears around the corner, Russo calls out.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Just make sure Kane knows his shit, Beara'!

-[[ A pause.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] This all has to go accordin' to plan!

-[[ Bearer's voice echoes. ]]-

[ Paul Bearer ] Worry not, Mister Russo... Kane knows his role.. OH YES!

-[[ Russo and Shelley look at each other.. ]]-

[ Alex Shelley ] Dude.. That is NOT cool.

-[[ Russo scratches his chin.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] He woulda' been right at home in APDubya'.. Dead people 'n shit.

-[[ Shelley puts his hands on his hips.. ]]-

[ Alex Shelley ] Why do you keep bringing that place up? You just keep beating it into the ground.

-[[ Russo stares at him blankly. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] This is wrestlin', bay-bee.. Ya' expect kindness and consideration or some shit?

-[[ A pause.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] SGDubya's the god damn monopoly, ya' heard?

-[[ Shelley nods. ]]-

[ Alex Shelley ] I guess.. You think we can really trust Kane?

[ Vince Russo ] We can trust Kane to be Kane.. So stay out o'his way.. Let him do in the King o' Kings.. Steal a pin and I'll point ya' to the right box.. Grab the belt and fuck'em both.. They ain't shit... Kane's a monsta', but he's plenty stupid.. So just stick and move, Shelley and ya' gonna get that belt, no problem..

-[[ Shelley nods.. ]]-

[ Alex Shelley ] Right. You're a wrestling genius, after all.

[ Vince Russo ] Sports enta'tainment genius, Shelley.. Fuck wrestlin'!

-[[ Thumbs up from Shelley. ]]-

[ Alex Shelley ] Right! Wrestling sucks!

-[[ Russo and Shelley begin to walk away.. You hear Russo speaking as they do. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Kane's a god damn moron.. Who knew usin' that asshole would be so easy?

-[[ As they disappear from the camera, we pan back and reveal someone has been listening to them all along... The Undertaker stands quietly in the spot where he's been the entire time... He stares straight ahead, furious, tightening his gloves and shaking his head in disgust... Holy shit.. The secret is out! ]]-
 

-[[ Lance Storm and Rob Van Dam size each other up to start.. They begin feeling each other out, preparing to lock-up but instead they opt to try for a test of strength.. Van Dam forces Storm all the way back in a bridging position.. And Storm forces himself back up and bends Van Dam into the bridging position.. And then Storm drops a knee on Van Dam's midsection, putting him flat on his back.. And Van Dam kips up, puts his boot on Storm's midsection and monkey flips him across the ring! Both men stand up and face off again.. They lock up and fight over it and Storm hooks Van Dam in a headlock.. Van Dam immediately backs into the ropes and forces Storm off into the opposite side.. Storm comes back at him and Van Dam drops down for Storm to jump over him but Storm doesn't go for it and drops a leg across Van Dam's neck! Storm immediately rolls over and hooks Van Dam in a front face lock and holds him there.. Van Dam tries to stand up but Storm keeps him weighed down.. Kurt Angle on the outside of the ring yells encouragement at Van Dam.. Van Dam begins forcing himself up until he and Storm are both standing in the front face lock.. Van Dam begins punching away at Storm's midsection and then manages to back drop him out of the hold! Storm springs back up and walks right into a clothesline from Van Dam! Storm springs right back up and walks right into a hip toss from Van Dam! Storm stands up, frustrated.. And he charges one more time.. And Van Dam arm drags him! Storm rolls out of the ring and Van Dam follows him out.. They trade shots on the outside until Van Dam kicks him in the gut and hooks him for a suplex.. And he drops him midsection first across the guardrail! Van Dam jumps onto the apron and dives off for a leg drop on the guardrail! The fans erupt.. Van Dam pulls Storm off and throws him inside the ring.. Van Dam hits the ropes.. ROLLING THUNDER! Van Dam pulls Storm up and hits him with some forearms.. Storm throws a kick but Van Dam catches it.. Heel kick, Storm is down! Van Dam begins climbing the turnbuckle.. Just in time to see JOHN CENA jump the rail and maul Kurt Angle from behind!! John Cena begins pounding the shit out of Angle and slams him face first into the guardrail!! Van Dam can't concentrate on the man who MATTERS and Storm springs up and catches Van Dam.. FISHERMAN'S BUSTER OFF OF THE TOP ROPE! Storm bridges and keeps the leg hooked.. One! Two! Three! Lance Storm rolls out of the ring, walking up the ramp, celebrating as John Cena pummels Kurt Angle!! John Cena dives back over the rail, escaping through the crowd before Angle or Van Dam can retaliate.. ]]-
 

-[[ We cut backstage where we see Rob Conway walking around with Michelle McCool by his side.. He's got his sun glasses on and doesn't appear to have a care in the world.. A cocky grin is etched across his face.. ]]-

[ Rob Conway ] I knew the Rock didn't have what it takes to go one on one.. With the Con Man!

-[[ He laughs.. Michelle rolls her eyes.. ]]-

[ Michelle McCool ] ..You cheated.

-[[ Conway smirks. ]]-

[ Rob Conway ] I know!

-[[ He's so full of himself.. But he's suddenly stopped in his tracks by.. BOOKER T.! Booker T. stands there, staring Conway down.. It looks like a fight might break out at any second.. Booker T. then begins to speak.. ]]-

[ Booker T. ] Yaw, man.. I juss' wanted to let'cha know..

-[[ Conway looks at Michelle and back at Booker T. ]]-

[ Booker T. ] Afta' last week, man.. I'm coo'.. I ain't got no beef wit' chu..

-[[ Conway lowers his sun glasses, looking confused. ]]-

[ Rob Conway ] ..Say what?

[ Booker T. ] Wata' unda' the bridge.. I juss' wanna move on.

-[[ Conway smiles. ]]-

[ Rob Conway ] ..Yeah, okay.. Sounds good.

-[[ And then Booker T. punches Conway right in the face! Conway staggers backward into the wall and tries to come back fighting but Booker T. jumps.. And SIDE KICKS Conway right in the throat! The Conman goes down onto his ass and doesn't move again.. Booker T. stands there, staring at his hand and throwing his hair all over the place! Michelle McCool just stands there in shock..... Booker T. then yells.. ]]-

[ Booker T. ] YEAH!! CHYEAH!! CONNED..... SUCKAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

-[[ He hops around on one foot.. ]]-

[ Booker T. ] SEE CHU AT TOTAL DESTRUCTION.. BOO YAH!! GONNA GET WIT'CHA!!

-[[ Booker T. runs away from the scene, leaving Michelle to check on the Conman.. ]]-
 

-[[ Vince Russo is standing in the interview area with a smug look on his face.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] I've been told to announce that anotha' big ass match has been signed fa' Total Destruction..

-[[ A pause. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] For those o' you wonderin'.. The Hardcore championship WILL be defended..

-[[ Russo rolls his eyes, knowing no one really cares.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] The tough mutha' fucka'.. The Sandman.. is gonna defend his championship against the man who has.. Pretty-well defined the fuckin' division since it got reinstated by that retard bitch with the good tits and good..er.. Ass.. Maria.. "The Canadian Crippla" Chris Benoit.. And just because I like ta' stir shit and stack the deck against that toothless bastard.. I'm also insertin'.. JOHNNY NITRO!

-[[ Russo chuckles.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Triple threat elimination style, bitch!

-[[ Russo rubs his chin.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Fuck you, Benoit.

-[[ Fade. ]]-
 

-[[ Ken Kennedy begins the match with Triple H.. The two circle each other for a bit and then lock up.. They fight over it and Triple H catches Kennedy in a headlock.. Kennedy backs into the ropes and fires Triple H off into the other side.. Kennedy ducks to back drop him but Triple H sees it coming and nails him with a knee to the face! Kennedy goes down, clutching his jaw and Triple H hits the ropes.. And drops a knee across Kennedy's throat! Triple H goes for a quick cover.. One.. Two.. Alex Shelley charges into the ring and slaps Triple H on the back to break the pin! Triple H looks at Shelley like he could kill him.. Shelley goes back to his corner and Triple H gets up and charges at him but Kennedy is already up and following Triple H into the ropes, pushing him forward and rolling him up.. One! Two! Thr-- Triple H kicks out!! Kennedy pulls Triple H up by his hair and nails him with an uppercut.. He whips Triple H into the ropes and Triple H ducks a clothesline.. Kennedy turns around.. SPINE BUSTER! Triple H stands up, pumping his fists.. He begins sizing up Kennedy.. Kennedy staggers up and walks right into the.. PEDIGREE-- NO! Kennedy back drops Triple H out of the move! Triple H springs back up and Kennedy drops him with a heel kick.. Kennedy then goes to tag in Shelley.. But Shelley is too busy tying his damn boot! Kennedy can't believe it.. And he turns right around.. Into a kick to the gut and a neck breaker from Triple H! Triple H walks over and tags in John Cena.. John Cena charges in as a house of fire! He waits on Ken Kennedy to stand up and nails him with a big right hand! He gives him another and another! Ken Kennedy is reeling.. John Cena whips him into the ropes.. Jumping hip toss! Ken Kennedy springs back up and Cena runs after him.. THROWBACK! Kennedy is down! Cena leans over him.. "YOU CAN'T SEEEE ME!" Five knuckle shuffle! The impact sends Kennedy back to his feet and Cena catches him.... F-U!! NO!! Kennedy kicks away, getting himself out of the hold and he shoves Cena forward, through the middle and top ropes! Cena crashes to the outside.. He lands badly and lays there for a bit.. Ken Kennedy goes to tag in Shelley again.. But Shelley is too busy doing sit-ups on the apron!! What the hell!! Kennedy shakes his head, pulls Shelley up by his hair and SLUGS HIM OFF THE APRON! Shelley goes flying and lands hard, clutching his jaw!! Kennedy mouths off at Shelley.. John Cena pulls himself to his feet and just as he stands up.. SABU throws a chair right into his face!! John Cena goes back down, clutching his face.. And Ken Kennedy turns right around.. KICK WHAM PEDIGREE!! Triple H throws his arms to the side and yells... And the bell rings!! Scott James has counted out John Cena!! Ken Kennedy and Alex Shelley are taking the win thanks to Sabu!! ]]-
 

-[[ Alex Shelley begins to crawl back up onto the apron, still touching his jaw where Kennedy punched him down.. He's suddenly taken by surprise as Triple H takes him by the hair out of nowhere and drags him inside the ring! Triple H pulls him into the middle of the ring as Vince Russo charges down from the back with his baseball bat in one hand and a microphone in the other.. Alex Shelley is on his knees, staring up at Triple H with fear in his eyes.. He's trying to beg him off but Triple H just stares down at him with a look of anger in his eyes.. Vince Russo begins yelling into the microphone from the outside. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Don't you fuckin' do it, Triple H!

-[[ He climbs onto the apron.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] You touch that man.. And ya' gonna have hell to pay!!

-[[ Triple H's eyes never leave Shelley.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Ya' already up to ya' neck in shit.. Don't make this worse..

-[[ Triple H pays no attention to Russo and grabs a handful of Alex Shelley's hair.. Shelley's tries to put his hands up and deflect the shot.. Triple H pulls his fist back, shaking with intensity.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] I'm warnin' you, mutha fuck--

-[[ BOOM! ]]-

-[[ The pyro erupts from the stage, creating a wall of flame.. Vince Russo turns toward the ramp, smiling as Kane walks out onto the stage with the SGW Gimmick Championship dangling from his hand.. He drags it toward the ring.. Triple H and Shelley are both frozen in place as the Big Red Machine pulls himself onto the apron and steps over the top rope.. This inspires Alex Shelley to get off his knees and he stands, only a few feet away from Triple H.. Vince Russo climbs into the ring, smiling.. Kane stands there, staring a hole through Triple H... Russo begins speaking.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] I warned ya', asshole..

-[[ Russo smirks. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Now ya' done gone and fucked up!

-[[ Triple H looks at Shelley, Kane and back to Shelley.. Sizing them up.. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] Kane may be da' champion.. But he knows his role.. And that's to make sure no matta' who walks out o' Total Destruction as the champ.. You don't walk out AT ALL!

-[[ Shelley nods, smiling. ]]-

[ Vince Russo ] This big, red bastard may be a monsta'.. But he's my monsta'.. And he is, without a doubt.. Unda' my control.. He don't give a fuck about pure wrestlin'.. He don't give a fuck about wrestlin' at all.. He just likes pain.. He likes to hurt people.. And he and my boy, Shelley.. Are gonna work like a well-oiled machine.. And make sure YOUR ass... Gets TWISTED!

-[[ Russo laughs.. And then he gets GOOZLED BY KANE! Russo's eyes go wide.. What the hell is going on!? THE UNDERTAKER TOLD KANE WHAT WAS GOING ON!! Alex Shelley looks shocked and begins to walk over to help.. But Triple H kicks him in the gut and pulls him into the PEDIGREE position!! Kane and Triple H look at each other, dead serious.. And then....... CHOKE SLAM ON VINCE RUSSO!! PEDIGREE ON ALEX SHELLEY!! Triple H immediately rolls out of the ring, his eyes never leaving Kane as he stands over Vince Russo's body, breathing heavily... Kane and Shelley aren't on the same page, they're not even in the same book!! Triple H points at Kane and then makes the title belt motion around his waist as Kane looks down on him from the ring, shaking his head....... IT'S EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF AT TOTAL DESTRUCTION!! ]]-