The X-ton comes to life....

RD Money and Sean McGee stand side by side as the sold out crowd begins to boo.

RD : Shut your faces mutts!!!!

More boo's rain down as the two men smirk into the camera.

RD : Steve , last week you asked me why... why I allied myself with the OCW World Champion Sean McGee and his friends .

Crowd : WHY....WHY.....WHY

RD : Because like it or not they are the present and future of OCW that's why.

The crowd begins to boo again.

RD : A group with the current champion and 3 former world champs ,what's better than that mutts!!!

McGee: And don't think that little stunt earlier in the show did you any favors...God..damit..Cute..Cute..make all the little jokes you want because at the end of the day, you're only here to make jokes and collect a paycheck, while I am here for this.

McGee holds the title into camera view.

McGee: I am here for this...

McGee : So Steve .... next week grab your boy Versus or Majin, or Casey hell bring all 4 of your crippled out dated asses and meet us in the ring,if your not afraid.

The two men laugh as they walk out of camera veiw.
The scene fades to black

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Holy crap did McGee just challenge Versus and The Steve to a tag team match?
	YUP!

We pan back out to the Schoolyard of Booker T Washington High School. Teenagers are standing on the mats set up outside, Ryu is standing at the head, he raises a whistle to his mouth and blows loudly.

RYU: Now as you all may or may not know, not only am I one of OCW’s premier wrestlers, but I’m also the head trainer of the Pepperton Dungeon.

RYU: So today I’m gunna teach you kids some drills that we do to get our trainees ready to wrestle.

Ryu walks to the mat and executes three consecutive back bumps with precision, he then kips up after the third.

RYU: This exercise trains us to take falls better so when big guys like the Champ Sean Mcgee try to throw you around you aren’t taking as much damage.

RYU: So what you’re gunna do is bend your knees slightly…

????: Yes listen up children or you may take a nasty bump like Ryu's about to take.

Ryu and the whole class of students turn around to see Tiberius Octavian Dupree standing there with a sadistic half smile. Arms folded he slowly approaches the wrestling mats.

DUPREE: Did you seriously think I wouldn't find you after you put your stubby f**king fingers all over my sh*t. You and your sister Suda both deserve a thrashing you'll never forget, as does Majin, but that's for another time and place. Right now...right now I'm about to...

Before Tibby can finish his sentence the Principal steps in front of him pointing his finger.

PRINCIPAL: Here at Booker T. Washington High School we have a zero tolerance policy conserning threats and especially foul language. I'm going to have to ask you to leave sir.

Tibby grabs the principal's finger and breaks it with a satisfying crunch. The principal hits the ground in utter agony, all the students gasp in horror.

Tibby steps over the principal like haut garbaje and walks up to Ryu.

RYU: Kids, this is a perfect example of how to be a Busta, don't be a Busta kids, it's not a good look.

They all start laughing, Tibby ignores them.

DUPREE: Drop the act Ryu, fight me right here and now, we got a mat, we got an audience, f**k Wrestlution 10, how about I break your f**king neck right now!

TIbby gets in battle stance and Ryu just shakes his head in disapproval.

RYU: Tibbles, Tibbles, Tibbles....when I eat your lunch I want it to be on the Grandest Stage of them all not on a wrestling mat at some high school, no disrespect to Booker T. So Don't Be A Busta, b.

DUPREE: FIGHT ME RYU! F**KING FIGHT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Tibby rages at the top of his lungs, Ryu smiles and begins to walk away. Dupree thinks to blindside him but changes his mind when he sees all the children laughing at him.

As if he's a teenager in HS again he starts to well up with emotion.

His anger then turns from Ryu to the 17 and 18 year old kids teasing him about getting his lunch eaten. He grabs a kid that looks like a white Marcellus Black by the arm and straps him into a modified Pepperton sleeper.

You can hear Tibby screaming "I'LL EAT YOUR F**KING LUNCH" as nearly a dozen teenagers try to pry him off their classmate as we fade.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Will someone put a leash on that guy!
	How dare you sir!

Smythe D. Wonder vs Leonheart

The camera pans to the announce team.

	What the hell!
	That's what you get!

Camera Pans To The Ramp

Our Hero: Cut the music. Bobby Minio, get the hell into my ring right now and explain yourself. I know you got some slimy trick up your sleeve so you better explain yourself.

Our Hero impatiently starts pacing around but nothing happens.

Our Hero: Do you want to make this match No DQ? You got it! Let's make this a New York Street Fight. I'm gonna take a baseball bat and swing at your head harder than the New York Yankees!

The crowd pops at the mention of the hometown Yankees.

Our Hero: I'm going to make you pay! Come on!

Bobby Minio: Oh god, just look at you, Bossman. It's eating you up inside. Just the fact that you know I pulled SOMETHING off to make you look like a fool, it's killing you.

Our Hero: Cut the crap. Just get down to the point.

Bobby Minio: The point? Nah. No way. I'm going to milk this for ev-

Our Hero: CUT THE CRAP. YOU 3 TIME EX-DIVISION CONTENDER WHO COULDN'T GET THE JOB DONE.

Bobby is taken aback for a moment. He slowly begins to nod before deciding to roll out to the ringside area. He reaches into his suit pocket and pulls out a bundle of papers resembling the contracts from last week.

Bobby Minio: You know... I was going to let you in on a little something but, when you put it that way? When you present it like that? Nah, now you get to wait.

Our Hero: You coward. You better-

The lights cut out. The X-tron Flickers on......

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