Cobra is absolutely ecstatic as he celebrates his title win with the fans. They're all overjoyed for the man who's had a turbulent last couple of months only for it to result in such a great moment for him tonight. He grins and grabs a Mic from the announcer as he gets back in the ring to scream his trademark catchphrase.........

???: G-G-G-G-G UNIT!!!!!!!

He's interrupted by somebody beating him to the punch from all the way up in the back of the audience. As the impersonator comes forward, it's none other than Xander Rane.

Xander: *grinning* Well how'd you like my own shot at that eh? *Cobra just glares at him from the ring and people jeer, hurling insults at him.* Jeeeeeez, tough crowd. Well, ya know snakey, I actually came out here to congratulate ya bud. You beat K'D! For the Hardcore Title! He's only had it for two days!

Rane gasps and starts repeating this to the the people around him for dramtic effect.

Cobra: Shut up Rane, we both know you ain't out here for that. Whatdya want, a title match? *Crowd Boos and voice their disgust at the thought of Xander being a champion.

Xander: Little old me? A title match? No way No way No way! You've got me all wrong here snakey! I dont want to take your title! *the grin comes off Xander's face.* I want to leave you a broken mess in the middle of that damned ring.

Cobra: Yknow what? I'd love to beat you again, lets do it, NEXT WEEK! *he slams his Mic on the ground, and the Crowd now cheers loudly as they see the confidence of their new champion.*

Xander: You pinned Nathan at the clash, fantastic, you got your tiniest bit of revenge by beating my partner. But you haven't faced me alone Snakey. And after next week, youll never want to again. *Xander grins again, Ragnarok sign to the sky, and walks to the back knowing he's got what he wanted from the beginning of the night.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Can this kid just get a little reprieve without someone trying to spoil his fun?
	This is OCW no, fun allowed!

We join the scene once again in the doctors office as Jacob Trance undergoes the same ritual as he did this Sunday on The Clash.

Trance: Shut up, and give me the injection.

The doctor shakes his head as he picks up a syringe from the nearby worktop and prepares it.

Doctor: This is only a painkiller, you know that, right?

Trance: I know.

Doctor: It won't help you heal.

Trance: I know.

Doctor: I don't think you do Jacob, one more bad shot and you'll be hurt.. We're talking weeks, months, even the end of your career. Just one bad hit to those ribs and chest of yours and it's over.

The doctor looks to Jacob, hoping some sort of clarity washes over him. Minutes pass and he sighs administering the injection. Jacob flinches a little, but it's done.

Trance: Maybe that'd be for the best, huh?

The doctor just shakes his head as Jacob leaves.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Maybe he's trying to atone!
	Gonna take more than that!

The Xtron Flickers On!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Someone's angry!
	He damn well should be!

Pugh: It's never enough huh?

We join Kid Ego as he sits on a stack of pallets outside the arena, amongst all the production equipment and seemingly earlier in the show. He's dressed casually, a jacket and jeans, and is staring off into the middle distance. He's aware that the camera is by him, but he doesn't address it directly.

Pugh: The way of the world right? You get ahead and someone is always waiting to pull you back down. Waiting to drag you down to their level... well Parker. Guess what...

He scratches his forehead and pauses for a moment before turning to the camera

Pugh: I'm not coming down there with you. See Parker, you caught me on the hop - you caught us ALL on the hop. There's no ifs, buts, maybes - you got us. Bravo.

He looks away from the camera and slowly claps his hands.

Pugh: Bravo. Having that match won, then 20 seconds later looking up at the lights... it was quite an experience... knowing that Sean and his Monster were in my head - knowing that you could take advantage... well played... but Parker.

He smiles and looks into the camera again

Pugh: Don't think this is over. I HAD the bullseye on my back, and I had various no hopers taking potshots at me - hell Sean McGee managed to wing me - but now its on you... you better be prepared... because I'm not firing my slingshot like the rest of these animals.

He looks away again

Pugh: ...I've got a nuke and a score to settle. I'm Kim Jong Un with a bleach job. So you can either get into a bunker and pray you can keep the race going after I'm done, or you can stand out in the open and enjoy the face melting... but make no mistake when I get my hands on you, you're going to wish you stayed retired... Oh, and Sean...

He glances back into the camera.

Pugh: Don't think I'm done with you either... not by a long shot.

The camera begins to flicker and we cut away to the next segment.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	He's charged up!
	He should be he got screwed!

#Austin Lee vs Lucas Crowe

The camera pans to the announce team.

	THAT'S NOT FAIR!
	I Love it, Scaggs!

The arena zooms up to the top of the arena to reveal the Field. The rowdy crowd in the sectioned off area at the top of the arena are surrounding Smythe and Arnaud who are without Blue Diamond tonight.

As the camera zooms in Stacy Clark is actually in the Field and she has on a Lynch Mob T-shirt as she's partying with Smythe and Arnaud around a poker table.

Stacy: Thanks for inviting me up here for an interview Smythe. I love the energy you bring to the arena every week on Riot.

Smythe: Ummm... Dorian??? who invited her???

Arnaud: I did. I have a very important announcement to make following our astounding victory last week and before your astounding victory this week. I wasn't going to go all the way down there to do it.

Stacy: Well the platform is all yours Dorian. Spit it out.

Both Smythe and Arnaud give Stacy a glare.

Arnaud: First of all. We were contacted by Reggie Jackson and he said that while the name Krutches, Krosses, Kaskets is cool. He takes serious offence to us referring to ourselves as the KKK.

The crowd goes into a silence before they break out into laughter as the Lynch Mob starts making various racist chants in the background.

Smythe: Now of course we told Reggie Jackson that we don't give a poopycake what he thinks. But, there is a new black movement in OCW and to support our oppressed brothers and sisters we have decided to rename our nickname 3K.

Stacy: You can just spell Crutches, Crosses, Caskets with C's.

Arnaud: Well that's just damn well ridiculous. You should know better than to mess with great branding woman. But second of all 3K is offically announcing that they would like to contend for the OCW tag team championships. Since we are the most entertaining tag team in OCW today.

Stacy: I'll be sure to let the right people know but there's an important match tonight for you Smythe. Tonight you take on the champion Pugh. Your return to the main event. The place where you actually took this company to new heights. How does it feel being back on top of Riot after all this time? Are you intimidated by our dominant world champion?

Smythe: Intimidat.... do you know who I am?

Stacy: Yes...

Smythe: Do you know what I've done?

Stacy: Yes...

Smythe: Well I bet you that everyone in here... and everyone over the age of C4's fanbase knows exactly how great I am and will continue to be tonight!!!

Arnaud: But for C4's fanbase and anyone who may have forgot where a legend comes from. We have prepared a video highlight of the last time Paul Pugh met Smythe D. Wonder in an OCW ring.

Smythe: Roll it!!!

The Xtron Flickers On!

Arnaud: As you can see, because history usually repeats itself, we have absolutely nothing to worry about.

Smythe and Arnaud get up from the table and leave Stacy with the raging fans. You hear Arnuad shout out for away from the camera "3K for tag team champs" to a large pop from the Lynch Mob fans

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Well he used facts, Smythe used actual facts!
	GOT TEM!

Buddy Burns vs Nathan Carter

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Oh dear!
	I said it before but I'll say it again!, GOTTEM

Stacy: Xander, excuse me, Xander!

Rane is leaning against a wall, head down, clearly frustrated by A.C Cobra.

Stacy: Are you okay Xander? You won earlier why so upset?

Having only just noticed her, he looks up at her through his dark shades, seemingly wondering who the hell she was for a second.

Xander: Clark? What the hell do you want?

Stacy: There have been people questioning the cause of Ragnarok, saying you're just the yearly quota for people trying to take over, I'd like to get your thoughts on that.

Xander: Clark.

Stacy: Xander?

Xander: Who's questioning our cause?

Stacy: Many of the vets who say they've seen this-

Xander covers her mouth to shut her up.

Xander: Many of the vets. Never woulda guessed it. *He grins and shops her away with the Ragnarok hand sign* Go away Clark.

When she finally goes, Xander seems to notice someone in the direction she's walking in.

Xander: Motherfu**er

Xander heads over to Tre Golden who is seen clapping.

Xander: And you're happy because? Didn't I kick your ass earlier?

Tre: That you did, but I saw you earlier goading Cobra into a title match. That's not very golden of you.

Xander: What is it you want? and be clear, or this time ill take your head off.

Tre: Relax, I just wanted to let you know next time we meet, I will be taking my Golden Opportunity, and making sure I Rane on your parade.

Tre Golden smiles as Xander just stares a hole right through him. Tre shoulder checks Xander and walks off screen before Xander gets a cheap shot and shoves Tre into the nearby soda machine. As Tre clasps his neck Xander speaks.

Xander: Remember, CAREERS HAVE ENDED!!, haha

Xander walks off.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Someone's a grumpy Gus!
	You would be Grumpy too if you had problems with ropes and vets, disrespecting you!