Both groups stand their ground, not moving an inch. Majin looks to his left and right at The Steve and Versus now in the ring with him. When Majin looks at Versus, he does a quick double take, looking Versus up and down and looks at Versus like, 'What The?'.

We see Versus shake his head, then nod towards Minio. Majin smiles and shakes his head. Across the ring, we see Minios head slightly twitch and his left eye flicker as he notices Versuss 'Got Coconuts?' underwear.

Versus smiles as Minio reaches up and runs his hand over his still slightly knotted, and lumpy forehead from the coconut attack from last week. Then, without saying a word, the 2 groups begin to step towards each other. Versus and Minio are nose to nose.

Majin and Dimsmore are nose to nose. And The Steve and Damien Dark are nose to nose. None of the 6 men say a word as tension fills the air. Just as it looks like all 6 are about to fly into each other, Mugen slides his free arm between the 2 groups and raises his mic with his other hand.

Mugen- "Gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen. This isnt necessary. Not at the moment anyways. You boys want a match? Im a fair, understanding boss. You want a match? You have one. Next week, The Inner Circle will face The Purge. Just what that means exactly, youll have to wait to find out."

Majin, The Steve and Versus all cut their eyes to each other before taking a slight step back. The IC nod their heads, not taking their eyes off of The Purge in front of them.

The 3 then slowly begin to climb out of the ring backwards. Once on the mat below, we see Versus reach behind him and pull out an Almond Joy from the back of his underwear.

Majin, confused look on his face, looks at Versus and mouths the words 'Where did you have that?', to which Versus mouths, 'Dont ask.'. Versus then tosses the candy bar into the ring, where it lands at Minios feet.

Minio begins to fly into a rage at the site of the candy bar, as Mugen begins to try to calm him down. Versus, Majin and The Steve all begin to laugh as they make their way up the ramp towards the back.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Things are getting tense! I love it!
	Almond Joys got Nuts, MOUNDS DON'T!!!

The scene opens up in one of the arena locker rooms, Crossbones stands in the bathroom, his back to the camera, shouting through to Connie who is sat flicking through a magazine in the other part of the room.

Crossbones reaches up and grabs something from around his head, and throws it to the ground.

Crossbones : It's no good, I can't wear this, that bloody eyepatch makes me look like a cartoon reject...What am I supposed to do? Is the journey over already?

Connie : I've been telling you all week, the journey isn't over, forget the Mask of Bones, it was a prop, the legend is YOU.

Connie : The man made the mask, not the other way around..don't let regret destroy you.

Crossbones : The mask was a symbol!! It struck fear into my enemies!!

Connie puts down her magazine and begins to rummage around in Crossbones' sack which is underneath the table she is sat at.

Crossbones : The tales it could tell, the things it's seen!!

Connie pulls something from the sack, and makes her way over to Crossbones, she hands him an old, black rag.

He takes it in hand, looks at it for a few seconds, and then takes a long look in the mirror infront of him

Connie : The legend began BEFORE the mask, remember, it was just a trophy! And god dammit, it will continue long after the mask has gone!! You are the legendary CROSSBONES!!! The last remaining pirate king of Tortuga!!

Crossbones again looks at the rag, and then back at the mirror, he punches the mirror, shattering it into pieces, his broken reflection can be seen in the few remaining shards on the wall.

Crossbones : You're right!!

He unfolds the rag and begins to wrap it around his face.

Crossbones : HOIST THE COLOURS!!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Oh for the love of..
	RAISE THE BLACK, SCAGGS, RAISE IT!!!!!

The Xtron Flickers On!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Oh lordt!
	Haha I love it!

This scene takes at La Guardia Aiport just 20 minutes from the Manhattan Center Via the Queens Midtown Tunnel . We go to where a private jet has just landed. The camera zooms in on the private jet.

The cameras now pan to the inside of the jet where OCW legend Leonheart is sat down on his hand made penguin seat.

The seat was made by the good people at seaworld where Leon also bought one of their planes to use for himself.

Leonheart is a very wealthy person just for those of you that don't know and Leonheart has been raising money for the penguins at seaworld.

Leonheart is sat watching his TV. He watches what took place on Riot last week where Nate Ortiz was taken out by Sean McGee thanks to the help of Tobin Frost.

Leonheart: "Last week I tried to bring back Cody Storm but it cost me with a mild concussion. Later that night Sean McGee along with the help of Tobin Frost took out Nate Ortiz."

Leon turns around and looks at the camera.

Leonheart: "I know what you guys are capable off and I know what you are trying to do."

Leonheart: "But you need to remember, I know you better that anyone. I know you're going to try and break my arm tonight Sean."

Leonheart pauses for a second.

Leonheart: "I helped build this place along with the other legends who you have taken out with that Hammer Lock of yours. You refer to us as the dinosaurs right?"

Leonheart: "Make no mistake about it. This DINOSAUR is going to BEAT YOU! I am going to do it for all the legends back there that you have all decided to take out. Tonight Sean, like that manager of yours, everyone around the world is going find out that you're a FRAUD!"

Leonheart: "I haven't forgotten about you Monster. If you decide to get involved tonight, just know... I will beat the Cody Storm out of you!"

The camera feed cuts out as we go to a commercial.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Strong words by the king of penguins!
	Oh shutup, he's dead!!

Buddy Burns vs Crossbones

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Woah!
	Wah Bam!

When you see this being you know he's something special. He commands your attention, his long elegant jet black hair seems to move with a mind of it's own. His mannerisms are that of a living champion, his scent that of pure Ambition.

Yet what's most impressive are his eyes. There is a savage fire, a small galaxy of sorrow and success marked with constellations of Betterness with every glance. There is only one being in the history of time who fits those credentials. That creature is simply known as Tiberius Octavian Dupree.

Walking backstage the OCW's most popular correspondent Stacy Clark enters his orbit. Normally fearless in her approach for answers she's a bit hesitant interacting with anyone associated with The Monster. Nonetheless Stacy will always get the job done, she goes to work.

Stacy Clark: Tiberius may I have a word?

Dupree: Word.

With a his classic half smile he continues walking, his fingers itching for his Dragon's Breath lighter, Stacy pursues.

Stacy Clark: What are you all called, you, RD Money, The Monster...

Tibby stops and stares at Stacy, she flinches but continues.

Stacy Clark: Sean McGee and his brother Tobin Frost, what are you calling yourselves?

Dupree: Calling ourselves? What so marketing can put it on a t-shirt? Maybe make a cool sweat band...or better yet a freaking lunch box? A lunchbox with a branded Apex II logo containing a Juicebox full of empty freaking promises?

He snatches the mic from her hand, she backs off a bit.

Dupree: Relax woman, I've been here too long for a simple Q and A. You just stand there and look kind of pretty, I know that may be a bit difficult for you, but I'm sure you can tough it out.

No longer feeling threatened Stacy rolls her eyes.

Dupree: We don't need a label, we're not amateurs running around playing pretend. We're not here for your freaking entertainment.

He looks into the camera with a fiery amusement.

Dupree: This is a savage reality we live in Stacy, there is no logo or cute catch phrase to represent the truth. There is no long explanation comparing us to Norse Gods or claiming to be prophets of change. There is no gimmick for the absolute Stacy.

Dupree: People like you and those watching...you let the world break you. While savages like us...we break the world.

He shoves the mic into Stacy's not so impressive chest. You can hear Tibby mutter something to her before walks off.

Dupree: You need to be asking Luke what happened to his soul.

The camera fades with those last words and a baffled Stacy Clark.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Well that was rude!
	You know whats rude? Asking a Bonafide, Main Event like Tiberius Dupree A stupid set of questions!

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