Smythe and Blue Diamond are strolling through the backstage halls. Smythe is carrying a sledge hammer while Blue chooses a Junkyard style chain. They're asking everyone in the back if Leonheart has arrived yet. As they walk they're causing enough of a disruption that they send out Stacy Clark to get a statement.

Stacy: Smythe we haven't seen you carry a sledgehammer in years. I'm guessing this is about Leonheart. I'm also guessing your still upset about the clash.

Blue: This isn't about anger at all. We are simply looking for an old friend to welcome him back to Riot. That is all. 

Stacy: With a sledgehammer and a Chain?

Smythe: Me and Leon have a very special relationship with a lot of history. We have very special ways of greeting each other after long absences. If you can point me in his direction instead of standing there like a cheap thrill it would actually be greatly appreciated.

Stacy: Don't blame me for your problems mister. It isn't my fault that you were greeted with an LKO at the Clash.

Smythe: Oh it is. I blame everyone in OCW for what happened at the clash. I came back to this PG-13 super friend zone and got comfortable with saying my piece, showing the world I'm still at the top of the game and leaving in a company paid limo every week. Then in one day the real OCW comes back and I get LKO'd while the once homeless Parker Stevens is now OCW champion... I fell asleep and the real OCW returned... the real trophy hunt begins.

Stacy: What are you saying Smythe?

Blue: He's sayingthat OCW just really again and while he's late to the party. He didn't miss it.

Blue Diamond smashes her chain against a garbage bin making a loud thud as she screams "OH Leon" and walks out of the scene.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Someones still sore about The Clash.
	You would be too if you got assaulted as such!

We turn to Drago's dojo, where nothing much seems to be going on. The animal hunter is sitting on his chair, stroking his chin.

Drago Cesar: I'm never have to face monster before......Maybe is like in the movie! But maybe not.......

Drago looks into his duffel bag next to the chair and pulls out what looks to be a brown paper bag. But this isn't an ordinary brown paper bag, as one side of it has been drawn on to resemble a beast of epic proportions! Or a frowny face with a green background on it. Drago dons the paper bag.

Drago Cesar: In order to understand monster, you have to become one! But I cannot do this alone, and Johnny is out of picture.....

Drago takes off the paper bag and looks around. He eyes the African Lion he captured months ago, still residing not-so-happily in its cage. Drago opens the cage and lets the lion out. Drago slowly steps back in preparation of the beast possibly attacking, but Drago knows that the lion knows better. The hunter smiles as he pats the lion's head.

Drago Cesar: I'm in need of new cameraman! I will name you.....Bubba!

The newly named Bubba turns his head in confusion. The feed quickly cuts to Bubba wearing a bike helmet with a camera taped on top of it. Drago's eyes light up as he adds one more thing.

Drago Cesar: Ah, yes!

Drago puts a pair of sunglasses on the lion, completing his transformation. Drago proudly stands up.

Drago Cesar: We shall roam concrete jungle and find out inner machination of monster!

Later.....

We turn to the streets of New York in broad daytime., as The World's Greatest Hunter, Drago Cesar and his new companion Bubba The Lion are peeking out of an alley corner. Drago turns to Bubba while putting on the brown paper bag he doodled on earlier.

Drago Cesar: Make sure you get footage! Is important for documentation!

Bubba nods a little, and then Drago walks out of the alley. He spies a man in a fancy suit talking to someone on his phone. Drago, arms outstretched, sneaks up behind him and.....

Drago Cesar: RAWR!

The business man turns his head and laughs. He proceeds to keep walking as Drago stands still with his arms still stretched. After a few seconds, Drago scratches his head. The camera cuts to a bus stopping by an intersection. The bus driver opens the doors to let some people in. Drago, seeing an opportunity, cuts the line and goes up to the driver.....

Drago Cesar: RAWR!

The bus driver's eyes widen.

Bus Driver: Now you got five seconds to get the f*** out my bu-

Drago Cesar: RAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWR!

Instead of not being intimidated like most people, this time the bus driver lets out a blood-curdling scream and jumps out the bus through the side window. He picks himself up and sprints away from the bus. Drago puts his hands on his hips, recognizing a job well done. However, it was not Drago's poorly drawn monster that the bus driver was deathly afraid of, but rather, it was Bubba who just so happened to appear next to him after the first roar. The hunter doesn't realize this as he continues his research.

Drago spots a woman and her toddler in a stroller proceeding down the street. Drago lightly slaps himself on the face to prepare himself, and then as the pair approach, he jumps out toward the child.

Drago Cesar: RAAAAWWWWWR!

The child immediately laughs and reaches her hand out to try to touch Drago's face. Drago looks up to find the woman spraying Police Strength Pepper Spray toward him. The particles emitted from the spray proceed to enter the eyeholes of the paper pag and penetrate the hunter's eyes, practically setting them aflame.

Drago Cesar: AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

Drago stumbles back into the alley, coughing and screaming in pain. He drops to his knees, taking the paper bag off. He tries to look around but he can't really do so since everything is a massive blur. Drago finds a wall and sits against it. Bubba approaches him.

Drago Cesar: I think......our research......(coughs)......was success.......Right Bubba?

Drago's vision starts to come back and he notices Bubba tilt his head. He laughs.

Drago Cesar: Let's go home, Bubba.

The feed fades to black.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	It's like The OCW Jungle Book
	Nuffin but the BEAR, Necessities!

(A Pre-recorded segment)
We find ourselves joining them rhyme spittin, time splittin, hair raisin, dime chasin boys, Rhyme Tyme in New York City walking. In search of matching attires, Y.S.L and Buddy Burns go to one of the best neighborhoods in NYC for cutting edge fashion, SoHo. They are see exiting a store with Buddy shaking his head.

Buddy: Naw, there ain't no way are we going back into that store.

Y.S.L: Aw mannnnnnnn come on. You know that outfit was FLY. Come on, no way you can tell me I'm wrong about that one homie.

Buddy: You are crazy! I ain't wearing a shirt thats twice the size of my body, it looks like a freaking dress! On top of it all! It had polka dots!

Y.S.L: That's fashion man! You gotta get with the times homie. We ain't in the streets of 2002 no mo.

Buddy: That's not fashion! That's stupid!

Y.S.L shrugs as he motions for them to go to another store down the street.

Y.S.L: Let's try this store, I shop in here a lot! That's where I got these fresh kicks from.

The two enter the store where we find only two racks of clothes and a shelf of shoes in a room with white walls and ceilings. A sales clerk is sitting in the back at the register where he waves to his regular customer Y.S.L.

Y.S.L: Let's see what we got here....

Y.S.L picks out a jacket from the rack to his right. The red leather jacket with the zippers on it looks like something Michael Jackson wore back in the day.

Y.S.L: I can totally rock this out there.

Buddy: What?! If anybody should be rocking something like MJ it should be me dummy!

Y.S.L: You're too short.

Y.S.L starts laughing at his partners diminutive stature but Buddy ignores it and goes reaching into the rack to their left. He pulls out an extra long black shirt that simply says "oui." in white text.

Buddy: The hell is on this shirt? How you say that? Ooooey?

Y.S.L: Close, its pronounced like "we". It means "yes" in French

Buddy: I ain't say yes in French.

Y.S.L: No, no, you say yes in French like "we". The word is oui.

Buddy: We didn't say yes, you did.

Y.S.L: No...no....DAMN IT ALL

Y.S.L looks at him like he's crazy for a minute and moves on to more clothes. He pulls out a grey ripped up onesie made out of leather.

Buddy: NAW! NAW GET THE F*** OUTTA HERE!

Y.S.L: Come onnnnn....it's fashion.

Buddy: NINJA PLEASE THAT AIN'T FASHION!

Y.S.L: HEY! YOU CAN'T BE SAYING THAT, THAT'S OUR WORD!

A figurative light bulb lights up for both Y.S.L and Buddy.

Together: THAT'S OUR WORD!

The two high five each other as they finally agreed on something. They turn to the cameras.

Y.S.L: Ninja please, you can't stop these rhymes..........

Buddy: Next level ish, snatchin yo dimes!

Buddy and Y.S.L pose for the camera as the scene fades out.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	This is turning into a Buddy Comedy!
	I SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE!!!

Xander Rane vs Jookie

The camera pans to the announce team.

	JEEEEEEEEEEE
	ZUUUUUUUUUUUUUZZZZ

Scene opens to Jim Black, standing alone in a locker room

J. Black: Ladies and gentlemen, Tre Golden!

Golden walks into camera frame wringing his hands together, a thirsty look on his face.

Golden: Where the blonde with the nice legs, and the face that says: I'm married to the job? I much prefer her to you.

J.Black: Stacy wasn’t available so I’m here to ask about the events that transpired last week.

Tre gives Jim a disappointed look and carries on after a shrug of his shoulders.

Golden: Last week Jim I called out the biggest meanest mother-bleep- in the back, and what I got is a little bit bigger. He threw me around a little bit, kicked me in the head put me down for three.

To be honest, I was a little embarrassed, for a few moments….. Until Rane cracked his skull with his title. I was a little embarrassed… Until I realized KD has beaten Main Eventers the same exact way.

Tre shakes his head, giving a wry grin.

Golden: You see Jimmer, I learned things, I learned that KD isn't too tall for my foot to reach jaw, he's not to big for me to suplex, and that if he is main event material, then there's a lot left to be desired. Next time we meet I'll run all over him!

But tonight the Golden wolf is going to put the former world champion out of his misery and
set forth……..

Jacob Trance walks across camera frame, keeping his back to the lens.

Trance: Set forth what exactly?

The camera moves to get Jacob in the shot.

Trance: Set forth someone else's masterplan? I mean… Are these even your own words? I see you talking but it sounds like Rane’s voice is tumbling out of that mouth of yours.

Golden brows furrow at the mention that his mind may not be his own. His grin turns into a slight frown

Golden: Unlike you and your former followers Trance, I'm not weak. Neither in my mind nor my spirit. Everything I say is true in my heart and the hearts of my comrades….. Something you wouldn't have any idea about.

Golden: A real God would rise above everything put in front of him, a real king wouldn't allow peasants to dethrone him. A real champion wouldn't let that belt go while they still had a heartbeat, you're nothing but a failed Charles Manson.

Trance chuckles, shaking his head.

Trance: Cute… Real cute. Sounds like something Sid Harrison or Justin Raze would have said… If you’re not going to see sense, then I suppose I’ll just have to beat it into you. Don’t think of it as me saving you though, I’ll chop the heads off of your snakes and dragons… And just so you know, that story, the Ragnarok, it ends with the jaws of the wolf being mangled… See you out there, kid… You’re going to see the other world, I hope you’re ready.

A grin appears on Goldens face, spreading ear to ear.

Golden: Raze…. ? Oh yes, that follower of yours that was destroyed by Rane, which basically set your demise in motion?

Golden: So to answer your question, yes I’m more than ready fallen one…..

Golden turns and looks directly into the camera, as if he was making eye contact with all the OCW fans watching Riot.

Golden: Watch closely world; I'm going to show you how to kill a God.

Golden flashes the Ragnarok hand signs and exits the locker room. Trance puts his hands on his hips and watches the young man go, still shaking his head.

Trance: Well… That’s that then…

The scene fades out.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Kid's got an ego on him.
	You need ego to survive!