Heather’s languid demeanor has the audience in a qualm state as she stands center of the ring. She slowly turns her head towards the ring announcer as she swallows hard. She knows what Heather is looking for.

The announcer is so afraid of Heather that she walks to the side of the ring and slides the mic towards her. It stops in front her near her feet as Heather looks down at it and smiles.

Much to her surprise, they’re are some hometown fans from Queens in the stadium tonight as they chant her name “Ang-el-o” “Ang-el-o”.

She kneels down slowly to pick up the mic. As she stands you can see her dark brows crouch over her white but dark eyes.

Heather: I have sat many months, weeks, days, hours, minutes, seconds alone thinking about how much more can I sacrifice.

Heather: I allowed my soul to be tormented by a demon who I would not dare utter its name in fear it may return to me once more. In which another demon, Kassidy Hayes, had control over and allowed me to spread Kasstianity over OCW like no other!

Heather: I loved it because it allowed me to be free from all the pain and suffering I have endured throughout my childhood and here in OCW.

Heather: Dr. Larry and Harvey Ocean are the only two who ever visited me in that Psycho Ward. The only two who showed they really cared, told me it was Valkyrie who slayed the demon. Kassidy Hayes couldn’t come and tell me that!

Heather speakith her name thru clenched teeth to exhibit her pure hatred she still has over Valkyrie.

Heather: No! While I was locked in a four padded room staring at those white walls being watched like some science experiment, he was out here showcasing her! He was out here praising her! He dressed her up like his cute little doll!

As quickly as Heather loses her composure she closes her eyes and remembers the therapy she received over the months and calms herself down.
She opens her eyes once again and her brows recede from her eyes and are relaxed.

Heather: So now I’m back to play a little game.

Heather stares deeply into the camera.

Heather: I’m looking for you Valkyrie. The thing is I already know when and where you’re going to be. But confronting you right away takes away from the fun. You see what I already did to Tyson Wagner while looking for you.

Heather’s smirk doesn’t interrupt her moment.

Heather: But you’re no longer with The Inception and Tyson doesn’t seem like a liar. So I decided to move along and ride along the Turmoil train to come find you. It is the show you like to play on isn’t it?

Heather: You thought Blaine was your biggest problem...You thought Ashley Moore was annoying...You think Empress is the next big thing...you know better than all those things now I’m here.

Heather: Pain and suffering is all I feel right now in my soul and The Harbinger of Death is ready to inflict it on anyone who stands in my way to get to you.

”Dead Man’s Opera” rings over Metlife Stadium as Heather stretches her arms out wide and feels all 82,000 plus fans cheer her on. She makes her way up the ramp and backstage as we get ready to continue on this exciting PPV!

As the scene fades in we see Elsa Holmberg resting her arms over the railing of the arena rooftop area, looking out into the dusk-lit view pensively.

From behind the camera a sound of a creaky door is heard opening and closing and footsteps approach. Elsa keeps staring out into the city lights.

Jehst: I thought I might find you here.

He rests his elbows on the railing as well, standing next to Elsa.

Elsa: You knowing me; always want to being amongst the bright lights.

Jehst: Well I didn't nickname you the "starfinder" for nothing; the city looks like a sea of them from here…

Elsa: I owing you an---

Jehst: ---no, Elsa, you don't. You didn't do anything wrong. You acted how anyone else would have given the situation.

He looks down then back up at the lights, sighing, almost in relief, though, as the truth has been revealed.

Jehst: I'm just glad Gene came through in the clutch tonight. I don't think Capo would have ever stopped seeing red. I don't think this would be happening right now.

He turns to Elsa and lifts her hand from the railing into his and follows with the other as she turns to face him.

Jehst: Elsa, I'm sorry you had to go through this mess. I'm sorry you were dragged through the mud with me.

Elsa: I sorry I was not there for you. I was confuse, I don't knowing what to believe.

Jehst: It's OK, it's over now. I can get my reputation in Hollywood restored. We can start living again; going on dates, wining and dining… Just being happy.

Elsa's eyes light up as she and Jehst lean in for a quick kiss followed by a long, tight hug.

Jehst: I've missed you…

Elsa: I miss you too…

They release.

Jehst: I think we should go downstairs, pour a couple of mimosa's and enjoy the rest of the show, what do you think?

Elsa: As long as we do this together, I happy.

They smile at each other before Elsa wraps her arm around Jehst's and he leads her to the door. The camera slowly tilts upwards to the evening sky before fading into the next part of the show.

The Camera pans to the announce team!  

	GOD DAM!
	WOAH!

The room is completely dark, the only light illuminating the room being a small tv on a table, that itself playing the same video over and over, match clips from over the past three and a half years. Turmoil, Savage lands, Devils night, and especially. The last two years of Wrestlution. The thing all those clips seemed to have in common was two men.

Austin Lee and Wrex

One of those two men can be seen against the light of the screen, Wrex sits there almost entranced by the past three years of encounters, three years of hatred, three years of bloodshed, three years of nonstop battle. With the final battle looming it seems he’s trying to find every weak spot and opportunity.

Wrex: I’ve probably watched this single tape thousands of times, more than any other matchups in OCW history, waiting for this day to finally come.

Wrex pauses the video on a single frame, the final frame of his second lution match. Another victory stolen from him by the hands of Austin Lee

Wrex: Sometimes days at a time I’d sit down at this tv and watch this. Fury called it an obsession, yeah. It’s an obsession alright..

He un-pauses the video and it begins to play, swapping over to Turmoil 230.

Wrex: Year after year, it always came back to this. To us standing on the other side of the ring from each other. Ready to kill each other with the hope we’d finally put the other one down for good. Course you could never get the job done and me, well.. you always were a good liar. A good for nothing-

Savage Lands 2016

Wrex: -Lying-

Turmoil 212

Wrex: -Thieving-

Wrestlution 11

Wrex: -Scumbag. Maybe that’s why we’ve always been at each other’s throats. We’re two sides of the same coin. Only difference is, I didn’t take the easy road to where I am..
Wrex: But tonight the past doesn’t matter, all those tapes, all those matches. They mean diddly shit. Cause this is it. This is where we end what we started all those years ago. You and me one last time, with absolutely no rules in place except for one.

Wrex: The only way this ends is with total destruction, To prove you are the better man, you have to destroy the other. The only way to win, pin and submission. Tonight I finally prove one on one, that I was always the better man, the better wrestler, the better leader of Turmoil.

Wrex: Don’t bring Marvellous, don’t bring Notorious, don’t bring me Austin Lee. When I go out there tonight, I want the bastard I know is still in there. I want the Lee that is willing to kill for the win, cause when I finally put you down for, I want to know I destroyed the best possible version of you. Then and only then, can we finally end this.

The Camera pans to the announce team!  

	She did it!
	Indeed she did!

We are joined by #Austin Lee, a smile growing on his face as he knows he is only a few hours from getting in the ring with Wrex. Seated in his locker room chair slowly rolling his neck side to side cracking it a few times before looking into the camera.

#Austin Lee: Would be an understatement to say things between Wrex and I have crossed a few lines. Lines that I couldn't ever imagine myself to cross but I did….

#Austin Lee: But I did…I did… Because I honestly despise you Wrex.

#Austin Lee: Because what did you do? You broke into my house….and made me watch helplessly in the ring as you held my newborn daughter….Watched you rock her and comfort her as you set out to expose me for being a piece of shit father….

#Austin Lee: You are nothing more than a waste of oxygen on this planet, and I hope your SCUM brain can understand that one day…

#Austin Lee: After tonight though I have my doubts that you will…As I am going to beat your head in as I make you beg and plead for it to stop…As I leave you laying down on that match covered in your own blood…

#Austin stands up from the chair kicking the chair behind him. His hands sliding to his head running his hands through his hair as he attempts to calm down, only to begin pacing.

#Austin Lee: I've come too far to let this slip away from me….I have to beat you Wrex….Or I will have nothing left….I have to beat you for my family ….I have to beat you for the sake of my Turmoil…

#Austin Lee: You said it best Wrex…This will be the end….. Not for me tho…My story is just beginning….Your story comes to an end tonight….

#Austin Lee: Scum City Deathmatch ….. no excuse….Just me vs you….

#Austin Lee: The end…

#Austin looks up smiling at the camera as it begins to fade to black