The Camera pans to the XTron

	If I wasn't hyped I am now.
	I don't get hyped I stay hyped!

After a blockbuster match the cameras cut backstage, we are in a corridor and further down the imposing figures of Harrison and Eli can be seen coming the other way. Jim pauses and allows them to eventually pass. The camera turns and watches their departure, Jim turning the corner.

The camera follows just as two figures can be seen leaving Jacobs locker room but this particular corridor is dark, and before they can focus the pair are gone. Jim frowns having missed the chance to potentially reveal the other two members of Jacobs brethren by mere seconds. With a deep breath he knocks and opens the door to the lions den.

Black: Jacob, how do you feel having once again lost at Lution?

Jacob stares at Jim, unblinking.

Black: Jacob?

Still no motion from the cult leader, Jim takes a hesitant step towards Jacob when he suddenly bolts to his feet and slams the door, sealing Black inside.

Trance: I lost... I lost... That's all peasant Neanderthals seem to focus on... A little statistic... I see the grander picture, I'm a visionary of the truth...

Jacob drops his voice to a whisper.

Trance: The utmost truth...

He chuckles and backs Jim away from the door.

Trance: Please Jim, have a seat.

It's not an invitation, Jacob pressing his hand on Blacks shoulder, forcing him to sit.

Trance: Justin, in his pursuit of victory, was consumed by his own thirts. His insatiable hunger for competition has left him famished... It's simple... He wanted to win... But he didn't.

Jim goes to open his mouth but Jacob presses a finger to his mouth, shushing him.

Trance: Hush, child. Recon, Recon won... That's all people will remember, that moment the past entered the present to slow down the future, he rode off into the sunset on a donkey named Raze. To win, he sacrificed his very purpose. His need to beat his opponents, someone else done it for him. I will carry on, I won the war, it's done, he's done. He'll go home and be consumed by his own disappointment, but I have important things to do, the cogs of the wheel keep turning, the gears of the machine remain in motion...

Jacob slowly opens the door and whispers once more.

Trance: Go now... There are other worlds then these...

Jim, never needing any prompting to flee a an situation bounds to his feet and out the door leaving Jacob to close it behind him, a broad smile across his face as the camera fades.

The Camera pans to the announce team!  

	This guy gives me the willies.
	That's because your a bitch Al.

	Up next the 2nd of our 3 part Main Event. OMG Implodes!
	This is going to be beyond comprehension.

This was it. After all the pomp and circumstance, as the smoke and fireworks settled, this was what it was all about. The moment where two of Ambition's greatest founding fathers stand face to face on the grandest stage of them all once again. This time, surrounded by their armies, the entireties of OMG's BOLD and Twack Pac subdivisions surrounding the ring like rabid lumberjacks, chomping at the bit for either figurehead to clumsily fall out to their side for violent retribution.

Between the two men in the ring their is nothing short of absolute focus, the crowd is silent in anticipation of the first move to be made. In the midst of all of this, the lost father of Ambition, Illuminati and his toothy grin are propped up in the corner, basking in the moment.

Suddenly, without warning, Roofus jumps on the apron, climbs the turnbuckle and dives head first into the OMG: BOLD side of the ring. The attack itself misses, but is more than enough to send the rest of the OMGs into a frenzy, flooding into the ring and doing battle with the opposing forces.

Duree and Matsuda, however remain stoic amidst the chaos, the only constants as African dancers and green man cowboys clashed. The forces seem evenly matched until Matsuda and Dupree simultaneously enter the fray.

Dupree snatches up Yung Shanghai and a man in a gorilla costume and performs a double Dragon Shout. Matsuda is Final Attack Ride super kicking BOLD members left and right. After going over nearly everyone in the ring, the mustard king of Betterness locks in the Dragon Tamer on Pepperton, nearly breaking him in half, as Kerplowski is caught up in Matsuda's Pepperton Sleeper. Both legacies tap out desperately before being released by their attackers.

Illuminati is seen sweeping the vanquished under the bottom rope, and the stare down continues with the armies of the damned laid out around the ring. The match bell rings.

The Camera pans to the announce team!  

	That was everything I wanted and more!
	Baw Gawd!