-[[ The parking lot. ]]-

-[[ Security guards are roaming around, shining flashlights in vehicles, looking high and low.. Making sure the premises is secure but there's no sign of life.. Any lingering fans have either been sent back inside or sent home.. The camera pans around to reveal the back-entrance to the arena.. Or what little you can see of it.. Because Jeff Jarrett stands directly in front of the door with Ron and Don Harris on each side of him.. And lined up in front of them is a series of security guards with their arms crossed.. You wonder exactly who or what they're waiting on..... ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Nobody comes in or goes out without my say-so.

-[[ Suddenly, you realize who he's talking about when you see the long, black limousine pull into the parking lot... All of the security guards turn and stop, eyes on the vehicle... Jarrett wipes the sweat from his brow.. The driver gets out of the limousine and quickly walks to the back and opens the door... And out steps.. "The Nature Boy" Ric Flair.. His eyes immediately find Jarrett.. Jarrett looks around at his security franticly and then points. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Keep'im back!

-[[ The security closes in on him but doesn't make contact with him.. The Harris Brothers remain in front of Jarrett, not moving, showing no change in emotion whatsoever.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Close that damn limo door 'fore anybody else gets out.. I know Flair brought all o' his stinkin' buddies.. And they ain't welcome here tonight... Or any night!

-[[ Flair's eyes follow the arm of a security guard as it slams the door shut, sealing off Flair from the rest of his entourage before their faces are even seen on television.. The driver is hurried back to the driver's seat by a security guard and forced into seat... The limousine drives off, leaving Ric Flair in his suit, alone in a sea of Jarrett's security force.. And then Flair does the unthinkable.. He pushes his way past the security and begins walking toward Jarrett.. Flair stops a few feet away from the Harris Brothers.. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] Jeff.. Jarrett!

-[[ Flair points at Jarrett and begins to loosen his tie. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] Face me, you son of a bitch!

-[[ There's a long pause and Jarrett motions for the Harris Brothers to step aside.. They do without any fanfare and Jarrett takes a few steps toward Flair.. They only stand about a foot apart.. Jarrett puts a hand on his hip and scratches his goatee.. Flair stands there, stone faced. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] The hell you want, Flair?

[ Ric Flair ] You know damn well what I want, Jeff..

-[[ And then he tilts his head down a bit, rolling his eyes up toward Jarrett as his voice becomes lower, somehow even more serious, menacing even. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] And when.. I want it.

-[[ Jarrett nods slowly, breaking eye contact.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] I'll have the papers drawn up tonight..

-[[ Jarrett looks up into Flair's eyes.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] And we'll have the contract signin' after the main event tonight.. Make it all nice and official..

-[[ Flair doesn't move, still staring Jarrett down. ]]-

[ Ric Flair ] ..We have unfinished business.

-[[ Jarrett licks his lips, looking almost nervous.. ]]-

[ Jeff Jarrett ] Naitch.. You ain't kiddin'.

-[[ There's another brief stare down and Jarrett turns around and enters the building, leaving Flair in the parking lot, looking on.. My God, could this really be happening? Could what they're discussing REALLY happen.. On the grandest stage of them all!? ]]-

-[[ Fade. ]]-
 

-[[ Cena and Nitro immediately begin trading punches back and forth before the bell even rings.. John Cena takes over, punching away at Nitro until he's back into the corner.. Cena continues punching away at him and then yanks him out of the corner and nails him with a snap suplex.. Johnny Nitro gets right back up to his feet and runs blindly at Cena but Cena drop toe holds Nitro and he goes chest first into the middle turnbuckle.. Cena immediately spins around and begins kneeing Nitro in the back and head.. He pulls Nitro out of the corner and lifts him up.. And drops him with a tilt-a-whirl power bomb! Cena covers him! One! Two! Nitro gets a shoulder up! Cena pulls Nitro to his feet again and goes to hit him with another punch but Nitro pokes Cena in the eye.. Cena backs up, holding a hand over his eye and Nitro begins peppering Cena with elbows to the side of the head.. He backs Cena into the ropes and chops him hard before whipping him into the other side.. Cena comes roaring back with a clothesline but Nitro ducks it and when Cena turns around, Nitro drops him with a drop kick! Nitro then positions himself over Cena.. BREAKDANCE LEG DROP! Nitro covers him! One! Two! Cena got a shoulder up! Nitro punches away at Cena's head, trying to keep him down.. Cena fights against the odds, slowly getting back up as Nitro plugs away at him.. Trinity gets on the apron, distracting Charles Robinson.. He moves in to get her off of the apron and when he does, Cena immediately springs up and hoists Johnny Nitro into the F-U.... And spins him around just in time for Nitro's boot to catch an interfering Mark Henry in the jaw! Mark Henry staggers backward into the ropes.. And his arms get tied up!! Mark Henry is helpless! Trinity hops off of the apron, throwing her hair around, furious.. And Nitro begins kicking his way out of the F-U.. And Cena's feet are grabbed from the outside and he's TRIPPED! BY KURT ANGLE! Nitro falls on top of Cena's shoulder and Angle holds Cena's legs down from the outside! One! Two! Three! Johnny Nitro has pulled the upset thanks to Kurt Angle!! Angle escapes through the crowd, smiling. ]]-
 

-[[ Dressing room. ]]-

-[[ Matt Striker is changing out of his khakis and sweater vest and is putting on his wrestling gear, preparing for his match with Vampiro later tonight.. Shannon Moore is walking around the room, looking confused.... ]]-

[ Shannon Moore ] When will he be ready, Striker?

-[[ Striker doesn't answer him.. ]]-

[ Shannon Moore ] When is he coming back?

-[[ Striker speaks without looking up at Shannon.. ]]-

[ Matt Striker ] That is a question.. I can not answer, Shannon.

-[[ He begins wrapping white tape around his wrists.. ]]-

[ Matt Striker ] And you know that.

-[[ Moore goes silent. ]]-

[ Matt Striker ] But there is an update..

-[[ Shannon becomes hopeful. ]]-

[ Shannon Moore ] An update?

[ Matt Striker ] Next week on Stroke.. Matt Hardy will appear.. Live.

[ Shannon Moore ] REALLY!?

[ Matt Striker ] Via satellite.

-[[ Moore's shoulders slump.. ]]-

[ Shannon Moore ] ..Oh.

[ Matt Striker ] He will let us know what his condition is.. What his status is... And exactly.. What his next move will be within Solid Gold Wrestling.. Or if there will be a next move at all..

[ Shannon Moore ] You mean there's a chance that he might--

-[[ Striker cuts him off. ]]-

[ Matt Striker ] Anything is a possibility.. I'm sure that whatever Matt decides.. Will be the right decision.

-[[ Moore nods.. Accepting it. ]]-

[ Matt Striker ] I am anticipating his message.. But we must worry about that next week.. For tonight, I have a match to win.. And I fully intend on doing just that... But rest assured, Shannon.. Matt Hardy has not been forgotten.. And I have a feeling, after next week... He never will be.

-[[ He goes back to changing his gear. ]]-

-[[ Fade. ]]-
 

-[[ Rob Conway begins the match with Sean O'Haire.. Sean O'Haire wants a test of strength to start.. He raises his hand in the air and Conway raises his hand to meet it and as soon their fingers lock, Conway rakes O'Haire's eyes and then knee lifts him in the gut.. Conway whips O'Haire into the ropes and nails him with a back body drop.. O'Haire gets back up quickly and Conway throws a kick his way but O'Haire catches it, shaking his head.. And pulls Conway into a short-arm clothesline! Conway doubles over on impact and O'Haire goes for a cover.. One! Two! Alex Shelley kicks O'Haire in the back.. O'Haire stands up, looking pissed and goes after Shelley but as soon as he does, Shelley springs forward, shoving O'Haire hard into a roll-up from Conway! One! Two! Thr-- He almost got him! O'Haire kicks out at the last second.. O'Haire shakes his head, angry at almost being pinned like that.. He and Conway face off and lock-up.. They fight over it and Conway whips O'Haire into the ropes.. Conway goes for a back elbow but O'Haire ducks it and Conway turns around into a STANDING SIDE KICK! Conway goes down hard and O'Haire covers him.. One! Two! Th-- Shelley breaks the pin again! O'Haire stands up and advances on Shelley but Shelley drops and grabs O'Haire by the tights, yanking him face first into the middle rope.. O'Haire's head recoils hard on impact.. Shelley gets back on the apron and Conway crawls toward the corner and makes the tag.. Shelley gets back in the ring and chokes O'Haire on the ropes.. He pulls O'Haire off and whips him into the opposite side.. Shelley goes for a spin kick but O'Haire stops dead in his tracks.. Shelley turns around, eyes wide and O'Haire drops him with a clothesline.. O'Haire then dives and makes a tag to Rick Steiner! Shelley crawls for the ropes, his upper body hanging off of the apron.. Rick Steiner smiles, advancing on him and when he reaches down to grab Shelley by the hair, Shelley throws his hands up and back.. And smashes Steiner in the face with his camera!! Steiner staggers back, clutching his forehead and Shelley covers him quickly.. Hooking the legs.. One! Two! Three! ]]-

-[[ Shelley and Conway celebrate the win with Russo at their side, raising his baseball bat in the air.. Shelley holds his camera, checking it out with a smirk on his face... And before they can even leave the ring.. Chris Benoit charges down to the ring with a 2x4!! He slides into the ring and nails Conway in the gut with it, doubling him over!! Shelley and Russo head for the hills as Conway rolls out of the ring, clutching his midsection.. Benoit stands in the ring, clutching the slab of wood and breathing heavily, spitting all over the place.. He's furious over the events from last week.. Conway, Shelley and Russo back up the ramp quickly, staring down at Chris Benoit in horror.. ]]-
 

-[[ It's raining. ]]-

-[[ You see a street.. A sidewalk.. Cars are driving by slowly.. And then you see a man running down the sidewalk, jogging.. The man is wearing gray sweat pants and a gray hooded sweat shirt.. He is Lance Storm.. And running behind him is Mike Awesome, wearing his full ring gear with two paper cups full of water in his hands.. He's screaming at Storm but you can't hear him... The sound is muted.. ]]-

-[[ You're watching a hype video it appears.. And your ears are suddenly greeted by the calm, serious voice of the Solid Gold Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion, Lance Storm.. ]]-

" ...I have worked very hard to get where I am right now.. "

-[[ The rain beats down on the two Canadians as they continue jogging.. ]]-

" ...People said I would never reach this point in my career.. But I stand here before God and my peers as the Solid Gold Wrestling.. World Heavyweight champion... "

-[[ Mike Awesome tilts his head back and dumps the water over his face, slinging his mullet around, throwing the water all around him.. His mouth is open wide, he's clearly screaming long and loud for no reason. ]]-

" ...I am undefeated.. I have never been pinned.. Or made to submit.. If there is anyone in this company that deserves to be called champion.. It is me.. I have overcome the odds.. Shaken away the stigma of being called an All-Pro Wrestling cast-off... And more importantly.. I ended the fifty-eight day title reign of "Stone Cold" Steve Austin... "

-[[ Lance Storm slowly turns, still jogging, extending his hand for Awesome to hand him a cup.. But Awesome looks down at the empty cups, mouthing something.. Storm looks pissed and then turns back around, shaking his head.. ]]-

" ..I feel like the fans and wrestlers alike could learn something from me as champion.. I feel as though I bring strong, moral values to the main event.. I do not swear.. I do not have sex on camera or degrade women.... Nor do I use excessive force to win my matches.. "

-[[ There's a sudden jump-cut and Lance Storm is shirtless, wearing red track pants with a white stripe going down each leg.. He is doing push-ups with Mike Awesome sitting Indian-style next to him, screaming at him. ]]-

" ...I do what seems to be a foreign concept in this day and age.. I wrestle.. And I do it very well.. It is wrestling that has given me my success.. And it is what I will continue do.. Nothing has changed during my transition from the midcard into the main event ranks.. Wrestling brought me to the proverbial dance.. And wrestling will keep me there... "

-[[ He's suddenly doing push-ups with Mike Awesome holding his feet down.. ]]-

" ...I have been confronted in recent weeks by superstars from my past in All-Pro Wrestling, but try as they might, I am confident that I will enter WrestleBrawl Two as the reigning SGW World Heavyweight Champion.. And to leave WrestleBrawl Two as the world champion... I must go through a man who shares a record very similar to my own.. "

-[[ Jumping rope now.. Mike Awesome stares in awe, you see him mouth "FUCKING COOL! YEAH!" ]]-

" ...Edge.. "

-[[ Storm runs in place with Awesome running circles around him, pumping his fists in the air, screaming "AWESOME! AWESOME BOMB!" ]]-

" ...Edge is my exact opposite.. He comes for my championship not for glory.. But to prove wrong a brother that is no longer relevant to the equation.. Beating him isn't just something I want to do... It's something I have to do.. For his success could lead to the very downfall of this company... "

-[[ Suddenly, you see Lance Storm sitting in a folding chair.. Staring down at the SGW World Championship belt.. Storm is dripping with sweat.. He appears to have finished his training regimen.. ]]-

" ...The critics will say that I am the underdog.. I disagree.. I have the utmost confidence that I can win this match and retain the credibility of the world championship... Edge personally feels as though he has everything riding on this match.. And maybe he does.. But so do I.. He wears the weight of a brother's success on his shoulders.. I am carrying an entire promotion on mine... If I defeat him..... No.. When I defeat him.. I just pray that he can accept it.. Because when I raise my arm in victory at WrestleBrawl Two.. He will have no one to blame.. But himself. "

-[[ Storm clutches the belt tightly and looks to the ceiling. ]]-

-[[ Fade. ]]-
 

-[[ There's a short feeling out process to begin the match.. They circle each other and go for a few grapples but each one is thwarted by quick thinking on the part of each man... The two finally decide to lock up and they fight over it until Lance Storm puts Booker T. in a headlock.. The SGW World Champion cinches up on the hold, holding him tightly.. Booker T. tries to elbow out of it but Storm holds it there... Booker T. backs Storm into the ropes and tries to whip him off but Storm keeps a hold on Booker T.'s dreadlocks and keeps him in the move.. Booker T. finally gets fed up and begins elbowing Storm in the side viciously until the hold is broken! Booker T. begins chopping away at Storm and kicks him in the gut.. Storm doubles over and Booker T. goes for a spinning kick but Storm ducks it and drop kicks Booker T.'s other leg out from under him! Booker T. crashes hard and Storm zones in on the leg, immediately dropping a knee on it and then holding it there, yanking up on his leg, trying to stretch it.. Booker T. yells in pain.. Storm is up quickly and he grips Booker T.'s leg and lifts it high.. And drives it down straight into the mat.. Storm goes for the Straight Shooter quickly but Booker T. fights it, not allowing Storm to turn him over.. Booker T. finally makes a mad dash and gets into the ropes.. But Storm yanks him out into the middle of the ring and begins kicking away at Booker T.'s knee.. Storm wrenches on it and Booker T. yells in pain some more.. Booker T. finally POWERS Storm off of him and into the middle turnbuckle! Storm turns around, clutching his shoulder and Booker T. hobbles up, hits the ropes...... And goes for the AXE KICK but Storm sidesteps it and Booker T. lands hard on his injured leg! Storm dives in and chop blocks his knee and then rolls him up quickly! One! Two! Three! Lance Storm has won this match in impressive fashion! ]]-
 

-[[ The backstage area.. ]]-

-[[ Shawn Michaels is standing there, smiling in the camera.. Chyna stands ominously behind him, her arms crossed, not saying a word.. The fans pop pretty big once Michaels' face is shown.. He's already in his ring gear, ready for his battle tonight against Randy Orton... Michaels begins to speak. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] Last week.. All of you people saw Shawn Michaels hit.. I guess what you could call..... A career low.. But that's alright.. For now.. Because you see, Carlito.. That was only chapter one in OUR story.. And I can promise you, when we meet again and it's time to close the book once and for all... When it comes to the.. Raging climax....

-[[ That winning smile. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] No one outdoes.. H.. B.. K!

-[[ A pop.. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] I just hope you do well for yourself, Jackson, and unify them titles.. Because when that time comes.. And you know it will.. I'd be honored to be the man.. To take'em.. Right off your hands!

-[[ He stands there, still smiling.. And then continues. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] But that's the past.. Let's move on to the future.. Let's move on.. To Randy Orton!

-[[ Loud boos for the mention of his name.. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] A lot of people are asking me.. If I know exactly what I've gotten myself into... They say.. Shawn! You walked right into Carlito's little sneak attack.. What makes ya' think you can handle.. Randy Orton?

-[[ He looks back at Chyna.. She doesn't move.. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] And I say......

-[[ He slaps his knee, laughing out loud. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] THAT.. Is what I say!

-[[ He points into camera, serious now. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] Tonight.. I'm going to take the former SGW World Champion.. And I am going to make an example.. An example that says to everyone.. The boys in the back, the fans at home..... That great things DO happen! That the impossible.. IS POSSIBLE!!

-[[ Michaels nods, a cynical smile creeping across his face. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] I don't care if you're a world champion, never been a champion.. Three feet tall or eight feet tall..... Do NOT call me an underdog! Do NOT say there is something.. That I can't do!

-[[ Michaels looks pissed now. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] Because I will prove you wrong.. Every.. Stinkin' time!

-[[ Big pop.. ]]-

[ Shawn Michaels ] Besides.. He couldn't even properly kill Taz.. What makes ya' think he can even come CLOSE.. To killin' the Heart.. Break.. Kid!? He can't, brother.. Because Shawn Michaels... Doesn't lay down.... For ANYYYYBODDDYYYYY!!!

-[[ Michaels stomps off camera, ready for his match.. Chyna follows him out of the shot.. As soon as their off-camera, you see Mark Henry barge into the area, huffing and puffing before Johnny Nitro and Trinity run in front of him and hold him back..... Johnny Nitro looks in the direction that Michaels left and then up at Mark Henry, who is staring in the same direction.. ]]-

[ Johnny Nitro ] Save it, big man..

-[[ Mark Henry looks down at Nitro angrily. ]]-

[ Johnny Nitro ] Not tonight.... If we're going to make an impact..

-[[ Nitro looks back up at Henry. ]]-

[ Johnny Nitro ] If we're going to make our names.. By stopping.. The show..

-[[ He turns back to the direction Michaels disappeared in. ]]-

[ Johnny Nitro ] We have to do it.. At WrestleBrawl Two..

-[[ Henry nods, licking his lips... Nitro just smiles that movie star smile. ]]-

-[[ Fade. ]]-
 

-[[ Matt Striker nails Vampiro with a knee as soon as he steps through the ropes, sending Vampiro crashing back to the outside.. Matt Striker follows him out and grabs Vampiro by the hair, immediately throwing him back first into the ring steps.. Striker begins stomping and kicking away at Vampiro against the steps and then pulls him up and rolls him inside of the ring.. Striker pulls Vampiro up once more and plants him with a vertical suplex.. Striker goes for a quick pin.. One! Two! Vampiro kicks out.. Striker yanks him up by his hair and Vampiro elbows him in the gut.. Vampiro tries to take over, nailing Striker with some weak chops but when he goes for a spin kick, Striker sidesteps it and nails Vampiro with a spinning neck breaker! Striker sits on his ass, claps and then points at his temple, indicating that he's smarter than Vampiro. It's true. Striker rolls over and covers him again.. One. Two. Vampiro kicks out again.. Striker finally gets fed up and pulls Vampiro up and whips him so hard into the turnbuckle that he comes bouncing out toward Striker.. Striker kicks him in the gut and hooks him.. LEARNING CURVE! Striker covers him.. One! Two! Three! Decisive victory for the partner of Matt Hardy! ]]-
 

-[[ The hallway. ]]-

-[[ "Stone Cold" Steve Austin is walking through the hallway with purpose in his step.. He walks past Edge, Trish and Tomko and even though Austin fully intends on walking on past Edge, Edge stops in his tracks and turns around, watching Austin walk away.. ]]-

[ Edge ] Hey, Steve!

-[[ Austin stops, not turning around. ]]-

[ Steve Austin ] The hell you want?

-[[ Edge smiles. ]]-

[ Edge ] Way to screw up my foreshadowing.

-[[ Austin slowly turns around.. ]]-

[ Steve Austin ] The hell you mean by that?

[ Edge ] You know what I mean..

-[[ Austin takes a few steps closer.. Tomko takes a step up behind Edge, standing behind him, looming over his shoulder.. Tomko stares down at Austin with no emotion on his face.. ]]-

[ Steve Austin ] Nah, son.. I don't guess I do.. Refresh ol' Stone Cold's memory.

-[[ Edge looks down, scratching his head.. And then looks back up at Austin. ]]-

[ Edge ] A few weeks ago.. When I said I'd see you soon..

-[[ Edge laughs. ]]-

[ Edge ] I was implying.. That you would be champion come WrestleBrawl..

-[[ Austin just stares hard into Edge's face, not moving. ]]-

[ Edge ] And you blew it.

-[[ He taps Austin on the shoulder. ]]-

[ Edge ] Good going, Steve.

-[[ And then Edge mockingly claps. ]]-

[ Edge ] What are you doing for WrestleBrawl now?

-[[ No answer. ]]-

[ Edge ] Oh yeah.. Nothing.

-[[ Austin looks Edge up and down.. ]]-

[ Steve Austin ] I got a feelin'... Sooner or later.. This boot..

-[[ He points down at it.. ]]-

[ Steve Austin ] Is gonna end up.. In your ass.

-[[ Edge looks offended. ]]-

[ Steve Austin ] Maybe not tonight.. Maybe not at WrestleBrawl..

-[[ Austin takes a step forward, going nose to nose with Edge. ]]-

[ Steve Austin ] But soon.

-[[ Austin then looks down at the ACW Championship on Edge's shoulder.. ]]-

[ Steve Austin ] Good luck, though, kid.. Ya' keep callin' yourself a world champion.. And I'm sure somebody 'round here'll believe ya'..

-[[ Austin pushes past him and leaves Edge alone in the hallway.. Edge grits his teeth and looks down at his belt and then in the direction in which Austin left..... Edge's voice shows his anger.. ]]-

[ Edge ] Idiot.... I.. AM... The damn champion!

-[[ He stares in Austin's direction. ]]-

-[[ Fade. ]]-
 

-[[ The Blue Meanie begins with Goldust.. There's a long, drawn out feeling out process as the two seem to be too into their pre-match dancing and posing to actually begin wrestling.. Alexis yells at the Meanie to do something, but Meanie looks back at her, not knowing where to start.. Unfortunately, he turns around and Goldust starts for him, nailing him with an uppercut out of nowhere! The Blue Meanie staggers back into the ropes and Goldust stays on him, nailing him with punches.. He whips the Meanie into the turnbuckle and follows him in with a clothesline.. And a bulldog! Goldust goes for a cover.. One! Two! Three-- No! Alexis breaks the pin! Goldust looks at her, licking his lips.. He stands up and begins advancing on her, rubbing his chest and fondling his crotch.. She looks disgusted and the Meanie school boys him! One! Two! Th-- Goldust kicks out! Goldust quickly retreats to his corner and tags in Moolah, which means Alexis is immediately the legal person in the match.. Alexis goes in and the Meanie goes to the apron.. Alexis and Moolah lock up and Alexis kicks Moolah low and begins forearming her in the head! She backs Moolah into the ropes, kicking and punching away at her, spins around and knocks Goldust off of the apron and then boots Moolah in the chest so hard that she hits the ropes and comes back at Alexis for a kick in the gut....... AND A SPINNING DDT!! MOOLAH IS DEAD!! Alexis covers her, one! Two! Three! The Meanie and Alexis have won the match! ]]-
 

-[[ Darkness.. ]]-

-[[ You hear a voice.. ]]-

" ...My name is Edge.. And I love to fuck! "

-[[ The lights come on and you see Edge fucking away at Trish Stratus in what appears to be an extremely low-rent hotel room.. She's on bottom, her arms around his neck.. The bed sheets are pulled up over his waist, so you're spared the view of his ass, although you can see it going up and down as he drills her straight into another screaming orgasm. ]]-

" ...Running down the street? Doing push-ups? HA HA HA! "

-[[ Another hype video.. This one.. Different. ]]-

" ...Loser.. "

-[[ He quickly flips her over and begins doing her from behind, she rocks back and forth, her mouth hanging open.. Edge has a big, evil grin on his face as he plugs away at her like a piece of meat. ]]-

" ...Think I'm taking Lance Storm lightly? That's because I am. "

-[[ He pulls back on her hair, she screams in pleasure. ]]-

" ..I don't care what he's done or what he says he's going to do.. Moral values? Whatever.. He can try to outwrestle me all he wants.. But a hammerlock isn't going to help him when I kick his face in and take what belongs to me.. The SGW World Championship! "

-[[ Edge grabs a handful of one of her big, plastic tits and laughs. ]]-

" ..I guess you could say.. I'm going to beat Lance Storm.. Like Lance Storm beats his own penis.. Because let's face it.. With that personality.. And that haircut.... You just KNOW he's a virgin! HA HA HA! "

-[[ Edge shoves Trish's face down in the pillow, still drilling her from behind. ]]-

" ..And that undefeated streak? "

-[[ He yanks her face back up, she gasps for air. ]]-

" ..It's over. "

-[[ He slaps her ass, laughing. ]]-

" ..I've come too far and done too much to turn back now.. I beat my brother, Christian.. Something no one else has done.. And I took his All-Star Championship Wrestling world title... And at WrestleBrawl Two, I'm going to unify it with the championship that MATTERS..... The one you're keeping warm for me, Storm.. And after I'm done painting the ring red with your blood.. I'm going take Major Gunnz.. And paint her face white! "

-[[ A pause as you focus on Edge turning Trish's pussy into hamburger meat. ]]-

" ....With my penis! HA HA HA! "

-[[ You see Edge saying something, but like the Storm video, his voice is muted out in favor of the voice over... Quickly, without a word, Trish turns around and immediately begins blowing Edge, right on camera.. Edge tilts his head back, smiling. ]]-

" ...Lance Storm can say he's better than me all he wants.. I'm sure if he says it enough times, someone will believe him.. But while he's wasting his strength working out for a match.. He can't win.. I'll be having sex.. With TRISH STRATUS! "

-[[ She pulls her mouth off of his dick just as he begins firing his load inside of it.. He fills her mouth to the brim and it begins pouring down her chin as she smiles, looking at up him... Edge looks up into the camera, a big smile on his face.. ]]-

" ......BECAUSE I'M THE DAMN CHAMP! "

-[[ He runs his hand through her hair as she closes her mouth and swallows what's inside.... ]]-

" ..And after WrestleBrawl Two.. I'll be the ONLY.. Damn.. Champ! "

-[[ She wipes her lips, smiling herself now. ]]-

" ..Bank on it! "

-[[ Fade. ]]-
 

-[[ Edge and Rhyno stand face to face in the middle of the ring.. Rhyno talks trash and Edge wastes no time in talking trash right back.. Edge shoves Rhyno cockily and Rhyno nails Edge with a big right hand! Rhyno backs Edge into the ropes, punching away at him like a man possessed! Rhyno whips Edge off into the ropes and nails Edge with a clothesline that turns him inside out! Edge sits up in shock and Rhyno runs up on him and kicks him in the back.. Rhyno yanks Edge up off of the mat and whips him turnbuckle so hard that he immediately goes flat on his face!! Rhyno takes a position in the opposite corner, motioning for Edge to get up.. Edge slowly stands.. The fans are chanting for the Gore! Edge turns around and Rhyno goes for....... GORE! GORE! GORE! Edge moved! Rhyno goes shoulder first into the ring post!! He slowly turns around, clutching his shoulder and slumps down ass first in the corner.. And Edge begins stomping away at Rhyno's face!! He kicks Rhyno in the face repeatedly and then gets down in his face to punch him a few times.. Mike Chioda orders Edge to back off.. Edge keeps trying to go after him and while Chioda tries to hold Edge back, Trish reaches around the ropes and begins choking Rhyno in the corner! Rhyno pulls himself around and grabs Trish by the hair!! Edge shoves Chioda out of the way and kicks Rhyno hard in the back of the head, sending his body flopping across the bottom rope and danglig loosely over the apron... Edge distracts Chioda again.. And Trish CHICK KICKS Rhyno right in the head!! The impact sends Rhyno back into the ring, slowly staggering up to his feet.. And Edge SPEARS HIM DOWN!! Edge stands over Rhyno, wipes the hair out of his eyes and puts a foot on his chest.. One! Two! Three! Edge has won this match with ease! ]]-
 

-[[ It's dark.. ]]-

-[[ The only light in the room emanates from a small, red bulb that is slightly obscured by a small, metal wire cover on the wall.. When you look around, you see that you're not inside a normal part of the arena... You're inside something darker, murkier.. More metallic.. Rustic, even..... You're inside the boiler room... There's a man standing in the corner of this room, barely beyond where the light reaches.. You see his black pants... His black shirt.... And his long, black hair.... You approach him although you're not sure what to expect of him..... And then he turns around, the red light bathing his face... And you realize that's not black hair.. That's a shredded, black towel.. You're staring into the face of a dead man walking.... You're staring into the face.. Of Taz! ]]-

-[[ Taz stands there, the towel hanging over his eyes, you only see his mouth curled into a look of disgust... He raises his arm slightly, pointing at the camera.. Pointing right at you.. He begins to speak. ]]-

[ TAZ ] There seems to be a trend.. That folla's me around..

-[[ He snorts.. ]]-

[ TAZ ] Seems that wheneva' I show up... I make people talk.

-[[ He rolls his shoulder a bit.. Cocks his head to the side, slinging the towel to the side a bit, revealing one of his eyes, staring hard into the camera.. ]]-

[ TAZ ] Jus' like last week.. When I showed up on Stroke... And I choked out Randy Orton like a little bitch... I know what da' talk was about.. And it wasn't about me takin' out a forma' SGDubya' World Champion like he wasn't shit to me...

-[[ An evil grin crawls across Taz's face.. ]]-

[ TAZ ] 'Chu wonderin'.. How a man that burned to death.. Got blowed da' fuck up.. Got incinerated.. In da' middle o' da' fuckin' ring... And had his ashes carried around in a fuckin' urn by Tommy Dreamer for months on end... Can be standin' right here... In da' fuckin' flesh... Talkin' to 'chu..... Am I right?

-[[ A sadistic laugh passes through his lips.. ]]-

[ TAZ ] 'Chu God damn right I am.

-[[ Taz puckers his lips, putting that sour face back on before he continues. ]]-

[ TAZ ] February eighteenth.. Two thousand and six.. Randy Orton shoved my ass in da' trunk of a car.. And to da' eyes of da' onlooka's.. To da' eyes of da' fans..... He ended my life on live television...

-[[ Taz screams. ]]-

[ TAZ ] FUCK NO, HE DIDN'T!!

-[[ Taz stands there, shaking with intensity.. ]]-

[ TAZ ] 'Chu saw da' wreck.. 'Chu saw da' fire! But 'chu didn't see me waiting.. 'Chu didn't see me plannin' my return.. 'Chu didn't see me escape 'dat car.... 'Chu neva' saw me.. SUH-VIVE!!

-[[ Sweat drips down his nose.. ]]-

[ TAZ ] Fa' months.. I've stayed out o' da' public eye... I stood back.. And I watched Jeff Jarrett and Randy Orton and their fuckin' lackeys.. I watched them try to humiliate me.. Try to humiliate my family.. It made me mad... It flat out.. Pissed me off.... But I waited.. Because the longer I waited.. The more angry I got... And when I saw Randy Orton get his.. And DIE.. At Body Count... I thought it was ova'.. I thought I could rest easy.... But that wasn't da' fuckin' case...

-[[ Taz continues, sounding angrier. ]]-

[ TAZ ] Total Destruction.. Randy Orton returned.. And I knew.. I knew it was time for all da' wrongs.... To become right.. What happened last week was only da' fuckin' start.. I've waited long enough, Randy Orton.. We're both standin' here.. Livin' and breathin'.. In da' flesh!

-[[ Taz points at the camera again.. ]]-

[ TAZ ] So I'm layin' out da' challenge, Orton.. WrestleBrawl Two! The biggest pay-pa'-view of da' fuckin' year.. Da' perfect place for Taz to return.. One night only.. And make Randy Orton.. The Legend Killa'...... TAP DA' FUCK OUT!

-[[ Taz whips the towel off of his head and throws it aside.. ]]-

[ TAZ ] Say yes, Orton.. I'm beggin' ya'..... I'm fuckin' beggin' ya', Orton.. If you got da' balls.... Say yes!! SAY YES!! SAY FUCKIN' YES!! Because I promise you, Orton.... I promise you... At WrestleBrawl.. You won't be a legend killa'... You won't be a GODSEND..... 'CHU'LL BE....... JUST.. ANOTHA'... VICTIM!!

-[[ Taz stands there, shaking with intensity.. ]]-

[ TAZ ] Beat me if chu can..... Suh-vive.. If I let'chu.

-[[ He turns his back and returns to the corner.. ]]-

-[[ Fade. ]]-