The bell sounds and Sid quickly retrieves the table he tried earlier to break. He seems possessed as he sets it up and moves towards the fallen AC Cobra. Slowly he picks him up but is stopped in his tracks as Rob Zombies "Devils Rejects" plays, heralding the arrival or Jacob Trance.

He makes his way down the ramp slowly, climbing into the ring, giving Cobra a look.

Trance: Once again child you have shown potential... Sid! Get him up!

Sid moves and heaves Cobra to his feet who manages to stand with the aid of the ropes.

Trance: I can see a fire behind your eyes, but they are not yet fully opened.... Perhaps we'll have to change that.

At that the crowd begin to boo, anticipating a beat down when Luke Fuentes comes sprinting out from the gorilla position, hitting the ring hard and fast to aid his partner.

Luke: Yeah?! That how it's going to be? C'mon!

Luke motions with both hands at Jacob to bring it and he reacts, tearing off his best as he paces the ring like a caged animal, displeased he isn't getting his way.

Trance: What have I told you about the monsters inside people's heads? I've been telling you they win... That your friends and family are gone, replaced by ghosts wearing their skin...

Luke balls his fists up, as Cobra manages to do the same behind him. Jacob smiles.

Trance: I'm glad you listened.

At that both Luke and Cobra drop to their knees, heads bowed as Jacob approaches, laying a hand on their respective skulls.

Trance: You have chosen to cast off sin, to battle your own demons, to protect the weak from monster and ghosts that try to tear our world apart. You choose me as your guide, your pathfinder. I shall not fail you, as you shan't fail me, never again will you be left alone, never again will you be used, looked down on or discarded. Welcome... To the family.

Cobra and Luke rise and are embraced in turn by Jacob and Sid. Amongst the goings on Eli has made it into the ring and Trances four followers take up their positions behind him as he drops to his knees.

Trance: Cody, my boy. Do not fret, do not despair... For those that are damned can find a way to redeem themselves in the eyes of The Lord. No matter how far my sheep might stray I am a good shepherd, and you can still yet be saved. What I do is not for me, nay, it is for you, my family, your mother. All of the people you have crushed underfoot as you've walked down your cursed road. Your time in this world must come to an end, and we will meet again in the others. Good will triumph, evil will be vanquished and OCW will have its fairy tale ending... Let the light shine and guide you to other worlds!

The family pose as we cut to a commercial.

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The camera pans to the announce team.

	This is all sounding a little too familiar now.
	Baa Baa Black Sheep.

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Johnny D vs Drago

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	Close one there.
	'Murrica.

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Marleys theme hits as everyone in the arena jumps out of their seats. "GUY" chants start to fill the arena as Marley makes his way slowly down the ramp. He walks around the ring to the announcer table and grabs a mic. He rolls into the ring and jumps on top of the turnbuckle. 

Marley: Charleston..WHA GWANNN?

The arena starts to shake as the "GUY" chants get louder.

Marley: Happy 4th of July. You could of been at a barbeque, but you decided to spend your 4th of July here at OCW. I'll speak for the rest of my OCW brothers and sisters and say THANK YOU!! We appreciate it. 

Marley sits on top of the turnbuckle.

Marley: Now lets get down to business. The other day I was sitting at home watching the World Cup, then I got a call from my boy Smythe. My guy was telling me "Jook why the hell haven't you been on Riot? You say your that guy right? So get yo lazy ass up and bring the EX Division back to where it was before you left."

Marley jumps off of the turnbuckle.

Marley: It took me awhile to realize that he was right. I'm sitting at home watching the EX Division crumble, also watching dudes run around using the name of the crew I helped build. Although we don't see eye to eye..K.D., Smythe and I had OCW on LOCK!! Smythe was the Heavyweight Champ, K.D. was Black Racking dudes to death and I was the EX Champ. We are the original Rebelution. These other dudes are just imposters. Smythe said to tell you guys "He's happy that we influenced you guys to create a Rebelution version two."

The crowd starts to laugh.

Marley: Over the next few weeks you guys are gonna see how I bring the EX Division right back to the top, and if anyone has a problem with me speaking the truth tonight..YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME..COME AT ME GUY!!

Marley drops the mic and exits the ring as the arena bursts into "GUY" chants. He makes his way up the ramp as the scene fades out to a commercial break.

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	It's like he's an addict and the Ex division is his crack...back and forth , back and forth.
	I hope he dies in rehab.

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The bustling nightlife is all around. Sounds of horns, people shouting, dogs barking as the camera goes down the main street of central downtown. Then, stops on a unsuspecting bar. 

We're taken inside and the bar is packed. Tons of patrons move around, people laugh, people play pool and drink, all in good comfort. The smell of cheap liquor and stale peanuts floats across the bar area, followed by the ever familiar scent of smoke.

The door is heard opening, the all to familiar jingle of the bell as it swings opens and closes and a constant tune to practically everyone there, causing no one to pay attention to who enters the bar.

The bar tender is standing at the bar, filling a mug for a customer as a dark, cloaked figure approaches the bar, face hidden by a dark hood. The bar tender gives the hooded figure a particular look as he takes the mug down to the customer and comes back, uncertain of what awaits him under the hood.

Bar Tender: Can I get you something?

The hooded figure leans against the bar and just stays there not saying a word for a moment, but then slowly looking into the face of the bar tender, revealing the face of The Apprentice, Justin Raze, giving the Bar Tender a barren stare.

Raze:.....Whiskey.....now.

The Bar Tender quickly responds, grabbing a clean glass and filling it quickly and serving it to The Apprentice, not wanting to cause any trouble.

Bar Tender: Well...um..sir..do yo-

Raze quickly snaps his attention to the bar tender and gives him a angered stare.

Raze: Did I speak to you anymore? Did I say speak to me anymore? Go! you've done your service you waste of a being!

The Bar Tender, now afraid to ask The Apprentice to even pay, quickly moves far down the bar, away so he disturbs the young Thirst user no more.

At this time, a rowdy group of College students seems to be moving down the bar, making wise remarks at each patron setting at the bar...and they seemed to have reached Justin Raze.

College Kid 1: What the hell is this freak?? Did you forget it's not Halloween for another couple of months you idiot??

College Kid 2: Yeah, he must be really stupid, that's probably why he has to cover his stupid face!

Raze slowly looks at each of the College Students, takes a sip of his Whiskey and continues to ignore them.

College Kid 2: I don't think he heard you! Probably to stupid to understand English! He's probably not from America!

College Kid 1: Is that true freak, are you not from America? Because if that's true, you can get out!

The Apprentice continues to mind them no business.

College Kid 1: You think you can ignore me??? Do you know who I am???

Raze finally turns towards the college student that keeps antagonizing him. 

Raze: A babbling dumb ass that doesn't know when to shut his mouth?

The College student instantly reacts, reaching for Raze, but The Apprentice sees it coming through the Thirst, grabbing the College Student's hand and slamming it on the bar. As he holds it there and the College Student struggles, Raze reaches out through the Thirst and pulls a knife into his other hand....and slams the blade through the College Student's hand that is being held on the bar.

The College Kid screams in agony, not able to move his hand because of the blade buried deep into his hand that goes deep into the mahogany.

Raze quickly turns and hurtles a burst of Thirst energy and sends the other College student hurtling through the air and through the front glass window of the bar, not moving on the street.

Raze walks back to the bar, finishes his Whiskey, and leaves the student with the knife impaled in his hand. He turns back before he leaves, and evil smile spreading on his face as he feeds off the pain and agony of the student.

Raze: The will of the Thirst has been done.

Raze turns, raising his hood as he leaves the bar, the scene fading.