In the ring, the referee begins to look around, uncertain of what to do, as it is apparent Matsuda isnt coming down to the ring. He looks towards the ring announcer and staff who motion for him to start the 10 count to count Matsuda out, and declare Majin the winner.

The ref begins to make the count as Majin paces the ring with a look of anger on his face. As the ref makes his count we see Majin mouth a few inaudible obscenities.

As the ref reaches '8', Majin turns towards him and slowly starts to smile. When the ref holds up his hand for the '9' count, Majin quickly grabs the refs arm, spinning him around. Majin kicks the ref in the stomach, grabs him by his head as he doubles over, and plants the ref face first with a Legally Insane DDT, instantly stopping the count.

Majin then rolls over onto his knees and looks down at the motionless referee, with a sick sadistic smile on his face. He then looks up towards the main stage area, still smiling his evil, sick, grin, and slowly starts to nod his head 'Yes'.

Majin then drops to his back and rolls out of the ring. He slowly starts to make his way towards the ramp, where he walks backwards, not taking his eyes off of the lifeless referee in the center of the ring.

Majin smiles, then turns and makes his way up the ramp and disappears into the back.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	So a month ago this was his dream come true? Now Matsuda is playing games?
	Majin goes to the back of the line, He was defeated at Wrestlution X, NEXT!!!

The scene opens up on a New York City street, 8th ave, blanketed by the shadow of Madison Square Garden. Cars are stopped on both sides of the street, their headlights casting beams onto the impromptu stage.

Pacing around the open circle of paused traffic is the One Man Revolution, The Veteran Killer, The Volcano Crush, Bobby Minio. Imitation lava has dried and caked to his face and chest, his body craning around like a wild beast, this man has officially lost the plot.

He continues to shout into the air, randomly yelling the name "Versus" between threats and obscenities. He stops dead in his tracks, his eyes locked ahead of him. Ed, now having abandoned his motorcycle, stands defiantly on the roof of a yellow cab. He's posed himself to look heroic, as if this moment holds true importance.

Bobby Minio: Wher... Where is he?

At the moment, Minio seems gassed, sober, tired but collected. Ed stares at Minio silently, which elicits a booming reaction from the man masquerading as a monster.

Bobby Minio: WHERE IS HE?!

There is a pregnant pause, the entire scene seems to take a breath. Drivers are now engaged in the moment, watching the film play out live, right before their eyes.

In the heat of the dramatic moment, Ed's hand slowly raises to shoulder level, his finger outstretched, pointing. At first, Minio believes Ed is pointing at himself, before quickly realizing that Ed is pointing behind Minio.

As Minio slowly turns, we hear a cold slap and see Minio's head snap back. He's dazed for a moment, before looking down to see the projectile that had him him square in the face.

It was an Almond Joy. Minio's sight-line raises up, only to see Versus, a box of Almond Joy candy bars in a commercial box that he had stolen from a bodega in his hands, standing at the opposite end of the circle of cars.

Versus: Well... I ran out of coconuts.

As Minio stares a hole through Versus, Versus and Ed shrug at each other. Versus grabs another Almond Joy, his arm cocked and ready to fire another salvo at the rampaging man.

Minio seems to have burned himself out, now running on his energy reserves. Versus begins to circle, his hand still loaded, anticipating Minio's next move.

Bobby Minio: I'm... I'm all used up, Verse. I'm... I'm... I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR GODDAMNED HEAD IN!

As quickly as Minio's voice had exploded, he exploded into a sprint. Minio, now barreling full speed toward Versus, is shouting something indecipherable.

Versus responds with a perfectly aimed Almond Joy to Minio's left eye, but the attack is not completely effective. Minio curses, a palm raising to his left eye, his legs still in a dedicated charge.

Versus: $#iT .

With just a hint of panic, Versus begins to step backwards, his speed outmatched against Minio's dash.

Versus throws the entire box of coconut and chocolate candy bars at Minio's face, but Minio swiftly swats the box to the ground, still charging Versus with a head full of steam.

Versus:$##T

As Minio has almost closed the distance between himself and the target, the target shuffles his feet, his weight shifting.

Versus then steps forward, timing the moment perfectly as he plants a boot into the breadbasket of the charging Minio.

Minio doubles over, regret washing over his face as he instantly realizes that it is already too late. Versus follows through, catching Minio in the Dime Bag Drop, executing it perfectly and leaving Minio laying on the asphalt in a heap.

Ed jogs up, meeting Versus in a picture perfect high five to celebrate the victory.

Ed: What do we do now?

The drivers from the frozen traffic now begin to form a crowd around Ed, Versus and the downed Minio. Versus, looking as heroic as ever, shoots a serious look toward Ed.

Versus: Tell Washington to get on the horn and spread the word, we figured out how to beat these bastards!

He pumps his fist to the accomplishment as Ed nods along enthusiastically. The crowd begin to gasp and chatter with each other, the sound of Minio groaning through the cobwebs from the ground.

Versus looks down at Minio, his face twisted into a smirk. He looks back up at Ed, his expression now shifting toward curiosity.

Versus: Hey Ed, you still got the bike?

Ed: Yeah, it's half a block up the street.

Versus: Alright, lets grab the bike and head over to Pinkberry. You fly, I'll buy.

Ed: Deal.

The two men bump fists, heading back the way Ed had came toward the Harley.

The snaps and flashes from camera phones fill the scene, the onlookers now taking photos of what is left of Minio, eager to earn something for the time of their life that was spent being forced to witness this incident. As Minio begins lazily swiping blind hands at the phones of the gawkers, the scene fades into the next segment.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Crisis Avoided!
	Boooo!

The X-Tron flickers on and we see Kwan Watts in the locker room with a cool and collected look, and puts the mic to his mouth with the crowd cheering and hitting the kwan.

Kwan Watts: Parker you think you’re cool just droppin deuces on people stuff my dude like there no consequences to this kind of stuff.

Kwan Watts:But I get man you’re deuce represents how shit you are, and that why no one and I mean no one wants to see you.

Kwan Watts: Am I right?

Kwan watts goes in a complete circle with his arms held above his head in a 45 degree circle with the crowd cheering in agreement then kwan put his hands down and keeps on going.

Kwan Watts: I do kind of feel bad for you because I mean who ever loved parker I mean dudes own mother don’t love his jurassic ass.

Kwan Watts: Parker i know you kind of mad you didn’t get my last party invitation I just want you to know why well is because your a total killjoy, and like I said before no like you.

Kwan then gets this serious look on his face then begins to go again.

Kwan Watts: So next time you ever want want to do something to me Like that again parker I want you to know you will have hell to pay

Kwan Watts:I’m usually really nice, and if you do something you're going make me very very angry.

Kwan watts: I hope you are hearing this, and you do understand Parker.

Kwan watts then leaves the ring and walks to the back and the camera fades to black

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Kwan don't poke the bear!
	Or you will get Poo on your nose B!

The cameras start rolling the D.A.M Skybox where Mugen is seen lounging with Molly awaiting the next match of the night.

Mugen: They were pretty good right?

Molly: Eh, I suppose.

Mugen: Come onnnnn, they were good.

At this moment, The Messenger is seen escorting The Eternal EX Division Champion Hideto Matsuda by the arm, to which the Villain responds by violently shaking him off.

Matsuda and Dimsmore, former Best Anger Friends, exchange awkward looks with each other as Matsuda, still dressed in his expensive looking street clothes with Ex Division title draped over his shoulder, hesitantly walks towards Mugen.

Matsuda: Well? You wanted me.

Mugen: I do! What is this I'm hearing that you are refusing a match with Majin tonight?

Matsuda: Why would I face him again? I got what I wanted. I spit on a Hall of Fame legacy. I stared into the Mind of Majin and didn’t blink. I beat him on his own terms and came out unscathed. Face it, the old man doesn’t have “it” anymore. He’s not worth my time.

Mugen: Do my ears deceive me? You sound a little whiny right now. Is the mighty mighty Matsuda refusing a fight?

Matsuda: You and I both know that isn’t the case, and I know what you are doing here. Cut it out, Mugen.

Mugen: What am I doing here old friend? Huh? Oh that's right, I'm trying to make sure that my old pal hasn't turned into a whiny bitch.

What happened to you, hm? I remember a Matsuda that would be totally into what I’m doing here. Gotten soft in your success, have you? You’re hardly the villain you used to be...

Matsuda: Don't.

Mugen: Don't what? I call all the shots. I rock all the spots. And years from now, I will still be on top.

Mugen sticks a finger in Matsuda's chest. Matsuda slaps the hand away and gets in Mugen's face.

Mugen: Well clearly, you still have the “fire” in you. Let me tell you what, I'm in a good mood. You don't have to wrestle Majin tonight but...........you and I. We are going to speak again soon.

Matsuda: You know deep down, a part of me would like to. But I'd much rather not.

Mugen: Come on old pal! I need to see that “fire” out there. Channel that towards an opponent don't point it at me. I'll make a man out of you.

As Mugen is laughing at his joke, Matsuda begins to make a jump at Mugen only to be held back by Dimsmore. Dimsmore restrains Matsuda but the eternal Ex Division Champion quickly shakes him off, seeing himself out.

Mugen: Farewell my little devil, you!

The scene fades again as Mugen continues his conversation with Molly.

Tobin Frost vs Drago Cesar

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I don't!
	What!

Drago rolls over to his stomach as Tobin collapses to his chest, the two men exhausted from the marathon contest they just endured. Tobin crawls to the ropes and uses them to pick himself up while Drago barely stirs on the mat.

Tobin looks outside the ring to the steel steps he had grabbed but decides not to do anything with them. He’s fighting the urge to do some violent to his downed opponent.

Tobin then turns and looks at Drago who finally starts to stir. As he does this a crew member slides the North American Championship toward Drago.

Tobin seeing this picks up the championship and for a moment considers smashing it over the head of the champion. But he does not, instead he drops the belt and picks up the vulnerable champion.

Tobin could easily deliver a Tobin Bomb but he fights the urge. He helps the champion to his feet, Drago unsure of Tobin’s intentions pushes away, almost falling again in this action.

The two don’t say a word just staring at each other. The crowd rises in anticipation and then Tobin extends his hand to his competitor.

Drago nods and shakes Tobin’s hand to the delight of the fans. Drago then picks up his championship and rolls out of the ring leaving an exhausted Tobin standing alone in the ring.

NEXT PAGE