The scene opens with a close up of a door placard with ‘Kwan Watts’ inscribed on it. The audience cheered. The scene slowly zooms out until Turmoil’s villain and hero have their back to the camera. This caused more more cheers, because Dennis is lovable and what not. Madison turned to lean against the wall. She looked annoyed and yawned once she faced the camera. Both were in street clothes.

Madison: You wrestled on all four shows last week. All-freaking- four. You won all-freaking-four. The benevolent Overlord gives us a week off, Dennis. Seven days! No Turmoil, No Riot, Asylum. Nothing. And what do you do with your reward?

Dennis looked to Madison.

Dennis: This is the right thing to do. I’m sure he will be here soon.

Madison: You waste day one of your reward by coming here. Here of all places.

She folded her arms and looked in the opposite direction of Dennis.

Dennis: After what happened last week, Kwan and I have things to discuss. We need all the friends we can get, Madison. What if they attack Kwan again? We should watch out for each other.

Madison: Ugggh! Who cares if they attack him? Do you really want to be next to him when the police storm his home? He’s got a CHILD on his shirt. He’s probably best friends with Jared Fogle.

The audience boos Madison.

Dennis: H-hey now..

Madison pushes off the wall, faces Dennis, and wraps her arms around his neck. He blinks several times.

Madison: We have a friend. Sort of. Well, he will be. We’re young, successful, and enthusiastic. What’s not to like? He’s the only friend that will ever matter. The Overlord. Worry about what he thinks of you, and if he needs help. Not Kwan.

Dennis: ….

Madison: Parker and Leon have a vendetta against all rookies. Not you specifically. So let the other rookies take strike back. As for us, we’re going to be patient. Leon and Parker will get what’s coming to them. But not tonight.

Dennis: B-but.

Madison narrowed her eyes, looking up at Dennis.

Madison: Not. Tonight. Understand?

Dennis nodded slowly.

Madison: And besides. Kwan abandoned you last week, when you both could have easily double teamed Parker, and allowed Leon to come to you. It is Kwan’s fault things went so poorly last week. And besides...Kwan is telling a different version of the story.

Dennis: ...What?

Madison: Kwan has blamed all of this on you. And said he’d rather wear a gorilla suit and team with BMore Savage than you.

Dennis: What? Why? When?

Madison let her arms fall and shrugged.

Madison: I hear things. He’s a bad person, and thinks very little of you. We can’t trust Kwan. I’m sorry you had to hear it from me.

Dennis: That doesn’t sound like him at all.

Madison: Would I lie to you?

Dennis: ...Of course not. I’m sorry.

Madison: I’m trying very hard not to be offended. Now then!!...there is still time for us to use your payday from Savage Lands to take a tropical getaway. Ready? I might even let you rub me down. Maybe. But first! Catering. Riot gets better food.

Dennis looked to Kwan’s placard and ripped it off before walking by her.

Dennis: Yea, let’s go.

Madison, feeling rather proud of herself, winked at the camera before following Dennis.

Scene end

The camera pans to the announce team.

	He's a good egg!
	No he aint!

The Xtron Flickers On!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Powerful words!
	From the King of the ShugaBoogahs!

???: Yoyoyoyoyo it's your boy Grand Mastah D and I am here to rock and roll brother. Dow Dow Dow, Da da da da da da daaaaaaaaaaaa

Who was this man that seemed to be doing his best to become a Flynn/Rhyme Tyme love child? Why, it’s none other than Drake Dauer, of course.

The Dragon continued his air guitar solo in the hallways of the arena until he decided to swing his guitar in the air for the finale, which obviously caused him to uppercut an innocent bystander in the face simultaneously.

The stranger screamed as Drake, not even realizing what he’d done, continued his solo, which now involved pelvic thrusts in the man’s face as he fell to the ground.

AC: GAME OVEEEEEERRRRRRRR!!!!!!

Hearing Cobra’s cry of unparalleled terror, Dauer snapped out of his trance and panicked upon seeing him flat on the ground, quickly falling out of consciousness.

Looking around in shock, Drake begins slapping AC awake and demanding to know who did this to him.

Cobra grabs him by the wrist and looks him dead in the eye

AC: Forget that, just reach in my pants.

Drake looks at the man before him in shock. Now, Drake Dauer is not a judgemental man. He loves all human beings equally and isn't afraid of those who are different than him.

However, feeling the ring dangling on the string around his neck, he wonders whether he can fulfill what's being asked of him right now.

When he looks Cobra in the eyes though, he realizes that he has to do this for his new best friend, as a dying wish.

Reaching down towards his pants, Dauer takes deep steady breaths as he prepares to-

AC: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?!

Drake: I’M DOING EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO DON’T WORRY!

Shoving Drake away, Cobra reaches into his pocket and pulls out his Gameboy Color, checking to see that the Pokemon Gold cartridge inside wasn't damaged.

AC: THIS! THIS IS ALL I WANTED YOU TO DO! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU GOING TO DO?!?

Drake: O.O

AC: O.O

Drake: LOOK!

Pointing to the nearest diversion, Drake sees Elijah Dean walking at the end of the hallway, presumably getting ready for his match against Kwan Watts.

Drake: That scumbag must’ve been the one that dropped you! We’ll show him! Double D’s right to the face!

AC: Hell yeah! Game Over baby!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	O.O
	<_<

Xtron flickers on!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I love it AL!!
	Yea you would!

The cameras start rolling inside the Office of The Purge, also the Office of the one and only Esteemed Overlord of OCW, Mugen. Nobody is seen in the room complete with white washed walls and black furniture.

Mugen's trademark glass and steel desk is in the back center of the room with various office items scattered on it. A loud banging is heard on the door and a muffled voice is heard yelling from the other side of it.

???: OPEN UP THE FREAKING DOOR! DON'T MAKE ME BURN IT DOWN! I'MMA KNEE IT ONCE BUT THEN I'M BURNING IT! LAST FREAKING WARNING!

We hear one more bang on the door when it suddenly swings open. Busting through the door is The Betterness, Tiberius Dupree. Dupree, surprised that he didn't have to burn the door down puts away his Dragon’s breath lighter into his pockets.

He takes a quick scan of the room but becomes perplexed at the odd interior decorating. He starts walking around the room observing some of the things that Mugen has used to decorate the room.

Dupree: A bookshelf? Who reads these days.

Dupree takes some of the books off the bookshelf and throws them around the room. He seems to be looking for something or someone.....

Dupree: Now where.....

Dupree looks up at a painting on the wall of Mugen. In the panting, Mugen is depicted here painting another painting of himself who is painting another painting of himself who is painting another painting of himself and so on.

Dupree: Hmm, I actually understand this work. It's very philosophical, it's as if our lives are just a painting of ourselves.

Tibby smiles at his superb interpretation of the artwork and moves towards Mugen's desk and starts looking through the drawers. He gets distracted by a few items on the desk.

Dupree: What the hell is this?

Dupree picks up what looks like a pager from 1992. He then picks up what looks like a Rolodex from 1985.

Dupree: What the hell? Who still uses these things?

Mugen: I do, you dummy.

Dupree swings himself around to find Mugen standing in the doorway to his office. Mugen does not look pleased and immediately walks towards Dupree. Dupree assumes a defensive position behind Mugen's desk and picks up the pager.

Dupree: Don't make me hurt you with this.

Mugen: Put the freaking pager down, you ain't hurting anybody with that.

Dupree: Why in god’s name do you even have this? And this Rolodex? Are you some dirty hipster?

Mugen: No...........it's because nobody can trace my communications with these old technologies. Now explain to me what the hell you are doing in MY office before I take your head off dummy.

Dupree: I'm trying to look for Dimsmore, you know the guy with a hairy chode for a face.

Mugen: WHAT?! WHY THE HELL ARE YOU MESSING UP MY OFFICE THEN.

Dupree: I DON'T KNOW!!!.............Maybe he's hiding in the shelf. Maybe he's hiding in the sofa. Or....

Dupree opens up the desk drawer.

Dupree: Maybe he's hiding in your drawers.

Mugen: What? How could he possibly be hiding in my drawers?

Dupree: Isn't he hiding in your drawers all the time?

Dupree laughs and points at Mugen with a sly grin. Mugen realizing what Dupree is implying just blinks as he looks at him.

Mugen: Shut up dummy.

Mugen claps twice as he points to the opposite ends of the wall.

Mugen: Security!

Out of nowhere, a face painted orderly #1 of the Purge's Security squad pops up from underneath the sofa. Meanwhile, the bookshelf in the room starts rotating to reveal #3 hiding behind it.

Both of them lunge out of their positions and run towards Dupree. Dupree grabs the Rolodex from the desk and throws it at one of the security guards to keep them away for the moment.

Dupree: I KNEW IT!!! I knew you could hide people in here!

Mugen motions for his security to apprehend Dupree but he kicks them away. Dupree takes out his Dragon’s Breath lighter.

Dupree: Get away! Don't make me light you on freaking fire, I will dammit!

Mugen sighs for a moment and goes to the back of the room where he grabs a fire extinguisher. The security guards have Dupree completely distracted as he doesn't even know that Mugen is walking back towards him and aiming a fire extinguisher at him.

Mugen: Guess, I'll just have to do it myself. Light deez dummy.

Mugen sprays the fire extinguisher at Dupree putting him in a complete state of confusion.

Mugen: Get him out of here! Hell get him out of the arena!

The security guards grab Dupree and remove him from the room.

Mugen: I really should stop paying these crazy people in this company.

Mugen laughs to himself as the scene fades out.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Oh for Pete's sake!
	You will respect the overlord, DUMMY!

Kwan Watts vs Elijah Dean

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Good heavens!!!
	That's gonna sting!

We fade in to the sight of the Bubbas sleeping in Drago's dojo. Bubba's laying on his side drooling, while Baby Bubba is napping right next to him. We can start to hear a faint noise coming from a distance. Upon hearing this noise, Bubba's eyes slowly start to open and he yawns. He looks to his side to notice Baby

Bubba still fast asleep. He looks at the clock hung on the wall next to him; 2:14 AM. Bubba shakes his head, shaking the cobwebs out. He walks around trying to find the source of the sound. He notices that it's coming from outside. Bubba walks to the back door and opens it to find Drago, wearing an undershirt with sweatpants, loads of objects that have been smashed to pieces. Cardboard boxes, several fruit, and all sorts of things are scattered all over the ground. Drago turns around and notices Bubba.

Drago Cesar: Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?

Bubba groans, clearly wanting to go back to sleep. Drago realizes this and scratches his head.

Drago Cesar: Sorry......was just make testing new technique! You want to see?

Bubba begrudingly nods. Drago leads him to a table with some objects on it. Drago takes the object nearest him; a watermelon. Drago gets on one knee to explain something to Bubba.

Drago Cesar: I'm did some research earlier today, looked up ancient technique use by your ancestor!

Bubba tilts his head in curiosity. Drago chuckles and pats Bubba on the shoulder.

Drago Cesar: I'm give you demonstration!

Drago stands back up and holds the watermelon firmly in his hands. He then tosses it high in the air, and with a shout, smashes it into pieces with a nicely placed European Uppercut. Or, as he called it......

Drago Cesar: TAIGER UPPERCUT!

Bubba ducks as the pieces of the watermelon fall everywhere. Drago turns to him with a smile on his face.

Drago Cesar: You like it?

Bubba nods.

Drago Cesar: That will take Buff Ness Monster by the surprise! Anyway, go back to sleep Bubba. Is too late.

Bubba's eyes widen and he nods, looking fairly impressed. He grunts in an inquisitive manner.

Drago Cesar: Yes, this is why we have it mess outside. I will clean up later. Practice make perfect!

Bubba grunts and walks back inside the dojo. Drago digs into his pocket and takes his phone off. He turns on the screen to find the poster for King of OCW. He takes a good look at the poster and leans back against the outside of the building. He puts his phone back in his pocket, then takes his hands and overlaps them on his face. He takes a deep breath and steps inside the dojo.

Drago Cesar: My most challenging hunt.....

The feed fades to black.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	A NEW TECHNIQUE!!!
	EXCELSIOR!!!!!!

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