The scene opens with Rebelution backstage in there rookie locker room.Luke looks hype as always and A.C. is sitting down on the floor with his legs crossed and twiddling his fingers.

Luke-A.C. ready for tonight cmon!! Rumors swirling around that the tag teams will be back in full effect. This can be our shot to make a name and make commander proud cmon!!

A.C. pulls a slip from his wrestling trunks and hands it to Luke. Luke begins to read the note.

Luke- "Dear Mr.Cobra I'm sorry to inform you that you can't compete this week. I have taken your phone away from you so you can focus on getting healthy and not some commander who I think is made up friend because you might've been touched as a boy. Luke is clear this week you are not. You'll be fine next week but I will be watching. Love Dr. Smith" 

Luke is furious and begins to throw a fit.

Luke-So what the hell are we suppose to do? We got Suds and Mugen teaming. Slam U,Cody side bitches what about us?!?!

A.C. takes the note away from Luke hands he squats back down and shrug's his shoulders.

Luke walks out the locker room and stops at the door.

Luke-I got your back man get better I'll take care of tonight.

A.C. nods and Luke leaves the locker room.

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	Looks Like Luke is flying solo tonight.
	C'Mon! C'Mon! C'Mon!

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The broadcast returns to the Time Warner Cable Arena and fans around the world are greeted by Your World Heavyweight Champion and the Blacklist inside the RIOT ring with microphones, everyone gets their own because they’re important, ready to address the challenge that was laid before them last week. 

Wheeler: “Charlotte, North Carolina! Everyone all together now, WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! That’s right, just like the Hornets, we have returned here to this shithole of a city for your collective viewing pleasure. Just look around this place, what do you think of these people D?”

Jonny D: “They’re fat.”

Crowd: “BOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Cody cuts both members of The Blacklist a quick look.

Cody Storm: “We’re not here to talk about these people or how badly we want to escape this lard-sucking, grease spilling into the streets, heart attacks around every corner, excuse for a city. We’re here tonight to announce to you, Jacob Trance, that we disrespectfully decline your invitation.”

Jonny D: “You created your own little world Trance. A little world where everybody follows your every command and you can create the rules. In that chamber you can control that environment. That’s just not our style.”

Wheeler: “We know your game Jake. You would send us all to Hell just for a crack at what our buddy Cody here is holding, and your brainwashed family would follow you in happily. Well that isn’t going to happen, we may be a team but we have our own identities. We do things our way, on our terms. If you want to be World Champion, you can….”

Cody pushes Wheeler aside letting his emotions get the better of him.

Cody Storm: “You can do it MY way. You can do it in the ring man versus man. I’m not falling for your tricks Jacob.” 

Cody jumps towards the camera as if it’s Trance looking back at him.

Cody Storm: “LOOK AT ME TRANCE! You are NOTHING in this industry! You have always been the second string player. You sat back and languished in the shadow of Aries for years. You tried to bring me up so that you could ride my coattails once he left.”

Cody Storm: “You don’t have it in you to succeed in this industry on your own Jacob. You don’t have that clutch gene. You will always fall to me. And you know that. You’re scared of that. TERRIFIED of that!”

Cody Storm: “So you go out and you find yourself a few athletically gifted, troubled souls. Men so dumb they don’t even know how to use ‘petrol pumps’. And you make them subservient to you, dependent upon you. You USE them Jacob. You tell them that you’re making them better, when you’re just using them to make yourself appear better. If you want this…..”

Cody holds up his World Heavyweight Championship showing it off to those in the crowd as they boo his efforts.

Cody Storm: “If you want this you’re going to have to man up and do what you’ve never been able to do: beat me one on one. I know you can’t do it, these fans know you can’t do it, and you know you can’t do it. But you continue to make yourself a thorn in my side. And I’m just itching to finish what I started at Wrestlution VIII and put you out of my misery for good.”

Cody Storm: “So you’ll get one last shot Jacob, but remember this time: When you come at The King, you’d best not miss.”

Cody’s music hits again and the group begins to exit. Wheeler grasps both hands around his neck pretending to choke, as if to mock Trance, while Jonny and Cody laugh as Riot goes to a break.

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The camera pans to the announce team.

	WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
	Ahh the Hornets..the good old days of Johnson, Mourning, and Bogues...good times.

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The empty metal slam of a locker shutting opens the scene on a backstage locker room. The One Man Revolution, Bobby Minio, turns to place his foot on a folding chair, as he begins lacing up his boots, the final remaining task in his match preparations. A few feet away, The Lord of the Lariat, the current OCW North American Champion, the Undisputed Pugh Killer, Mugen, stands with his hands on the back of his head, doing dojo style knee lifts, just one of the many techniques in his warm-up routine.

Bobby Minio: You, KD and some bushwacking loon in a triple threat. I wish I could be out there to watch your back, bud. I hope you have it all figured out.

Mugen: I got a little plan. An old friend reached out to me and it gave me a great idea.

Minio: Please don't tell me that the old friend is Pugh... Is it?

Mugen: What? No way. I got something else under my sleeves.

Bobby Minio: Well, you gotta hold down the set and let everyone know the North American Champ fears no quakers or fakers. I'm sure whatever you got cookin' will send that message loud and clear. For me... in just a few minutes, I have to get out there and cringe while I avoid getting body paint on me from the contact.

For a second, Minio’s posture stands up straight, he shudders at the thought, then moves to begin tying the other boot.

Bobby Minio: Then, when I’m done with Nati, I’m gonna finish my business with Slam U. I gotta turn some heads, man. I gotta prove that I work here for a reason, and if they think that prying away my C4 support is going to ‘expose’ me or prove I am some joke, I’ve gotta do everything in my power to make them all look good for doubting me. It goes: C4 over Everything, and when we’re out there, together or alone, we represent C4.

Mugen holds out his fist for a fist towards Minio as he finishes tying his boot up. He leans over with a fist outstretched as the two fist bump in solidarity again before the scene fades to black.

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Justin Raze vs C'Mon!!

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The scene opens into the OCW locker room . Tobin Frost and his agent/manager Lex occupy a nice sized corner of the room getting ready to cut a Promo to hype the upcoming PPV . BUFFNESS walks through the door wearing a custom Gucci sweat suit matching fitted and a pair of Beats headphones . After addressing his fellow Slam U teammates BUFFNEES hands Lex a folder .

Lex - NO WAY .... ARE YOU SERIOUS .... IS THIS TELLING ME WHAT I THINK ITS TELLING ME !!!

BUFFNESS - Thats right ....TEAM JORDAN BABY !!!

BUFFNESS and Lex celebrate as Tobin makes his way over .

Frost - Congrats on getting another advertising deal. Now do you think you can focus on your job!

BUFFNESS is thrown off by the comment so he turns towards Frost to address the situation.

BUFFNESS - what are you trying to say Tobin???

Frost – I’m talking about how for the last few months your ass has been coasting along. When we first crossed paths over a year ago we were near the bottom of the card. But we put on the Match of the Night at Wrestlution 8 and our stocks rose. We’ve been on an upward trend but somewhere along the way it seems you’ve decided to settle. The fans voted you into a World Championship match and it slipped away from you. But you didn’t push the issue you feel back into your comfort zone. Doing merchandising and sponsorships. 

Frost - Going into Wrestlution 9 we didn’t know if you were even going to be there. But things work out and again you were given the chance of a life time. And you won the Future Investment. But again what have you done lately? You’re celebrating a new sponsorship when you should be pissed off that Cody is still champion. Piss off that Mugen has the North American Championship. You should be pissed off for greatness but you seem to have settled for medicocrety.

Lex steps between the two men as things seem to be getting pretty heated.

BUFFNESS - Is that so Tobin .... If thats how you feel why dont you strap up then !!! Me and you tonight ... That way you and the rest of the OCW universe can see how BUFFNESS stacks up against its very own Golden Boy . 

Frost – We’ve stood across the ring from each other four times now. You’ve taken two and I’ve taken two. Let us see what happens in round five…

Tobin and Sean glare at each other as Lex puts his hands over his face shaking his head.

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	Team Jordan? Maaaan..he can hook me up with some kicks.
	Why do you assume, just because he is black, that it's Michael Jordan? Look at Sean's hair, he's more likely to have signed with Jordan Sparks!!

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Jacob sits, wringing his hands together whilst wearing a referee shirt embroidered finely with the OCW logo. Behind him on his left is Eli and to his right is Sid Harrison.

Trance: It's a funny, you spoke of karma like you had some profound understanding but all you did was spit in her face... You think this is a never ending ride child, your own personal, forever climbing roller coaster, but I warn you... I warn you that the higher you get, the closer you get to the sun.

Jacob chuckles.

Trance: Higher and higher you climb, but now your wax wings are beginning to blister in the heat, the man on fire falls from the heavens, spinning, blazing as an inferno and comes crashing into the ground like a meteoric Icarus of old.

Jacob looks over each shoulder.

Trance: Tonight my family stands together, a house united shall forever stand. United in one cause, I've tried talking to you, I've tried reasoning with you so-called Son of God so you've left me with no choice...

Jacob trails off, raising a fist.

Trance: You force my hand, son. I will need to deliver my message with my own hands, through my sword and my shield the truth shall be given to you. Too long you have been playing the petulant child that simply does not comprehend or care... You've had your chances and your warnings, so it is written that the kingdom of man is in all men, not in one...

Trance sighs.

Trance: Forgive us father, though we know exactly what we do... Blacklist. You will see the other worlds, but they will be dark with long nights full of terrors.