Jim Black is standing backstage in a small area reserved for a special pre-match presentation of the Ex-Division contest taking place later in a few seconds. A large beige old school weighing scale is the centerpiece of the event.

The OCW logo and various logos of the competitors themselves pepper the wall of the small stage. "Flyboy" Buddy Burns is the first to arrive, followed by Kassidy Hayes who is still smiling from earlier tonight, the returning Ed Reed and OCW TV Champion and King of Turmoil Dennis Black arrives last with Madison Cox in tow.

Madison whispered, asking if Dennis thought any of them needed a manager. He ignored the question completely.

Jim Black clears his voice and straightens his button up tie. A small gather of fans with OCW Backstage Access, photographers and bloggers have been waiting for the last 15 minutes or so for the presentation to start, it finally has.

Jim Black: Good Evening Ladies and Gentleman we have a special Weigh-In Presentation for our Ex-Division matchup live on Riot tonight.

A small voice echoes from the stage.

Buddy Burns: Weigh-In Deez Nutz!!

Jim Black, nor the other 3 competitors laugh, but the small crowd definitely does.

Kassidy Hayes: There's not a scale small enough for that.

Buddy immediately cuts his eyes at Kass, the crowd laughs again. Jim Black tries to regain control.

Jim Black: First we have Buddy Burns, will you please step on the scale.

After doing a hip hop jig Buddy steps on the scale, a official OCW physician makes the measurements and hands the card to Jim Black to read.

Jim Black: Weighing in at 153 pounds and standing at 5 feet and 3 inches, Buddy Burns!!!

Instead of getting off the scale like a normal human being, he does a backflip into a split. The crowd eats it up.

Jim Black: Next we have Kassidy Hayes, will you please step on the scale.

Kass does a vampire hiss towards the hard camera before stepping on the scale. The OCW official hands the results to Jim Black.

Jim Black: Weighing in at 215 pounds and standing at 6 feet, Kassidy Hayes!!!!

Kass slides off the scale like a snake slithers through grass. The few fang bangers with OCW Access scream his name.

Jim Black: Ed Reed will you please step on the scale.

Ed Reed with a no nonsense presence steps onto the scale. The Official does his thing and hands the card to Jim.

Jim Black: Weighing in at 210 pounds and standing at 5 feet and 11 inches, Ed Reed!!!

Ed Reed steps off the scale to a erupting crowd who remembers how he pioneered the Ex and Tag Divisions.

Jim Black: Dennis Black, will you step on the scale please.

Dennis confidently steps onto the scale, the OCW official carefully takes his measurements. He goes to hand Jim the card and Madison quickly snatches it out his hand and pulls a microphone from her purse. She quickly turns it on and begins to speak.

Madison Cox: Weighing in at an impressive 171 pounds, your reigning, defending, undisputed Turmoil Television Champion…

Madison: A man that dominated his way through the Turmoil King of OCW Tournament in spite of shenanigans…

Madison: Your next EX Division Champion, Dennis Black!

Dennis waves awkwardly to the bloggers and those with backstage passes. Madison starts clapping loudly for Dennis ... or her presentation, no one could tell.

Jim Black rolls his eyes and proceeds with the presentation. All four men and Madison Cox take center stage for a pose off. Cameras and smartphones flash for a minute straight. Jim then gives all 4 competitors a chance to address the crowd to conclude the presentation.

Buddy Burns: I don't know about Twilight over there, Can't Reed or Friend Zone got planned tonight but I'm going out there to tear the damn roof down. Flying High and Rhyming Fly is what I does, tonight will be no diff, catch my drift!

Buddy Burns: See I'm nice son...you see dat b, you see dat, ALL FLAVOR b!!

The camera now pans to Kassidy after a huge pop.

Kassidy Hayes: For all of you who cheer this mental and physical midget, you will be disappointed when we step into the ring. I have flipped him around nearly breaking that pencil neck and this time it will break you and consume every morsel of your being but you aren’t the only target.

Kassidy: While I have learned some respect for Dennis, I won’t hesitate to deliver that outside Turn you escaped on asylum. Ed Reed, I have never even seen your face before and forget it, I will after I leave it down on the mat.

The hard camera pans to Ed Reed's direction.

Ed Reed: None of you remember the days when the EX Division flourished. When the EX Gauntlet was one of the highlights of Wrestlution. Well I do, and after a long absence I’m back to help make it great again. We’ve had too many pretenders come flap their gums and try to be more than they are. Well that stops tonight as I show these kids how it’s done.

Finally the camera pans to OCW TV Champion and King of Turmoil Dennis Black and Madison Cox.

Dennis Black: I'm not sure what a friend zone is, but who doesn’t like having friends, right? As for tonight and moving forward, I have every intention of helping make the EX Division a centerpiece of Riot once again. That's why I came to Riot in the first place, to compete with the most innovative and aggressive high flyers this company has to offer. This isn't about a Title for me, it's about perfecting a unique style of wrestling. You all are in for a treat tonight.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Im so excited!
	EX DIVISION ACTION RETURNS BAYBAY!!!

Dennis Black vs Ed Reed vs Buddy Burns vs Kassidy Hayes

The camera pans to the announce team.

	WHAT A SNEAK!!!
	HAHAHAHA too clever 4 u!

Guard 1: Hey boss, do you mind if I cut out early tonight? It’s the wife’s birthday and she wants to go out on the town??

Boss Guard: Yeah that’s fine Dale. I’ll get McCloskey to handle the lot with me post show.

Guard 1, Dale, and his boss are seen chit chatting for a few more mins. Then, a lead pipe comes crashing across the shoulder blades of Dale. He falls into his boss and both of them tumble to the floor.

The pipe falls at the feet of Dale and his boss as someone tosses Dale off of his boss. The person grabs the boss by the shirt and lifts him to his feet.

The person and the Boss Guard are now face to face. The Boss Guard is eye level with the person even though the boss is about 4 inches off of the ground. Sweat begins to pour down the Boss Guard’s face as he is struggling to get out of the person's grip.

???: …..Where…...Is…….She???

Boss Guard: I.. I.. I don’t think I’ve…

??? (Interrupting): WHERE IS SHE?!?!?!

The person begins to shake the Boss Guard. As this happens, the hood that the person was wearing slips off of his head. As most have probably suspected, the person has been identified as Dimsmore. This is probably the first time, since his return this season, that he is at the arena sans his Purge face paint.

Dimsmore slowly moves his hands up from the Boss Guard’s shirt to around his neck. Dimsmore’s demeanor and stare is as if he can burn a hole thru this man with a stare alone.

Dimsmore: If you…. Can’t tell me….. Where she is…. Then tell me…. Where… Tiberius….. Is.

Boss Guard begins whispering something inaudible to us as viewers. And by the tone of the primal scream that Dimsmore lets out, the answer he received wasn’t a sufficient answer. Dimsmore slams the Boss Guard onto a still prone Dale. Both men lay motionless.

Dimsmore starts to make his way into the Manhattan Center backstage area. He’s pushing past random OCW staffers and officials. The expression on his face seems to switch back and forth between worry and anger. He makes his way to the Purge only locker room area.

Dimsmore heads in and slams the door shut. He looks around the room. No Mugenta, no orderlies. The room is empty. Dimsmore paces a few steps in a small area as if he is unsure what to do or where to go.

Dimsmore stops in his tracks, takes a few steps back unto on his back is against the wall. He slides down to a seated position with his knees up and elbows rest on his knees. His fingers are interlocked across his knees as well.

Dimsmore: You know…… I’ve waited a long time to say this…. But Lacy……. Will you please… … SHUT THE HELL UP!!!

Dimsmore: I don’t need to hear your nonsense right now.

Dimsmore: What do you mean I let you get kidnapped? I was in Vegas getting my knee checked out. It wasn’t feeling right Tiberius had me in that figure 4 outside the ring.

Dimsmore: I know you didn’t want me to fight him at KOCW. But I’ve made it my mission to rid OCW of the cancer that is Tiberius.

Umm, I’m not quite sure who Dimsmore is talking to. The room remains just as empty as it was when he entered.

Dimsmore: I don’t give a damn about the demands that you made last week. Those came from your mouth, not mine.

Dimsmore: Don’t give me that bull. I’m a grown ass man. You aren’t gonna talk to me like that.

Dimsmore: Why do you have to bring mothers into this??

Dimsmore hurries to his feet, walks to the middle of the room and is waving his finger at, I’m guessing, imaginary Lacy.

Dimsmore: I should have left you at your mom’s house in Who Gives a Damn, South Dakota.

???: Excuse you Dimmy?

Behind Dimsmore, the door to the locker room shuts. He slowly turns around and sees a much differently dressed Lacy standing there. She is wearing a New York City FC hooded sweatshirt and some very generic gray sweatpants.

Dimsmore looks up at the ceiling with the generic “Damn I just got caught by the wife. Now I’m in trouble” look on his face. The camera transitions to outside the locker room and slowly backs away from the door. All you can hear is Lacy damn near reading the riot act to Dimsmore.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Oh my!
	no words!

The Camera Pans To The Ramp!

The sold out crowd is on their feet as a 'Welcome back! Welcome back! Welcome back!' chant starts up. Majin walks around the ring, looking out over the crowd, no expression on his face.

He then makes his way towards the edge of the ring and motions for a mic. From off camera someone hands him one. Majin takes the mic, turns and walks over to the turnbuckle.

He leans back against it and slides down, coming to a stop on the mat. As he looks around at the people sitting at ringside, with his free hand he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

He pulls a cigarette from the pack, places it in his mouth and lights it. He then reaches down and shoves the pack and lighter back into his pocket. He takes a long, deep drag from his smoke, holds, then exhales through his nose. He then raises the mic.

Majin- "For almost 2 months I have been sidelined when I was nearly burned alive at Savage Lands. No sooner had I returned,...I was almost forced to retire again."

Majin raises his cigarette and takes a drag. He inhales, holds, then exhales. He looks over to his heavily taped left arm, as he raises it, flexing it in and out. He then looks down to his shirt and smiles.

Majin- "Matsuda,...you and me got some lil,...unfinished,...business."

Majins head twitches as a quick deranged smile flashes across his face.

Majin- "But all thats gonna have to wait. You see, Im out here tonite,...against doctors orders,...because Ive got a small problem. You see,...while Ive been out,...I...."

Before Majin can finish...

The Camera Pans To The Ramp!

KD pulls a mic from his jacket pocket as he and Elijah pace back and forth as Majin slowly starts to stand.

KD- "Majin, I,..."

KD pauses and motions towards himself and Elijah.

KD- "...no WE,...dont care what your problem is. Ya see, Im supposed to have a match tonite against 'EXTREME!' Juan Pablo. And I..."

Majin smiles as he begins to walk towards KD. KD then steps towards Majin and the 2 come face to face.

Majin- "Well if you have a match with Juan Pablo, then maybe you should wait till hes out here. Cause I dunno if youve noticed or not,...but Im not him."

KD rolls his eyes and shakes his head.

KD- "Cut the sh[BEEP]. You aint foolin anyone. You in the ring right now. Call yourself Majin, Juan Pablo, Blake Ma'Jin, Winnie the Pooh, My little Pony or Strawberry Shortcake. I dont care who or what you go by. You in the ring and we gotta match."

Majin smiles again as he takes a step back from KD. Majin looks the huge man up and down then looks over towards Elijah, sizing him up. Majin then turns back towards KD.

Majin- "You wanna match big man? Fine with me. But,...as you can tell,..."

Majin holds up his taped left arm and starts to rub it. He then smiles.

Majin- "Im not quite a 100% yet. So I dont wanna hear any whining and crying after you get your big ass handed to you by a 1 armed man."

KD smiles as he takes a step towards Majin and the 2 come face to face again. KDs smile quickly vanishes as he shoves Majin, almost pushing him down.

KD- "You think you cute, punk? You some kinda 'Icon'? The 'Crazy, Hardcore..."

KD snickers.

KD- "...Legend?' Prove it chump. You against me and my boy Elijah here. 2 on 1 Tag. Whatcha say, Sis...."

KD pauses as if catching himself. He shakes his head and looks into the camera.

KD- "Damn LGBT."

KD shakes his head again as he turns back towards Majin.

KD- "Whatcha say,...lil man?"

Majin smiles as he steps back towards KD. Majin attempts to return the push on KD with his one good arm, but KD doesnt budge. KD and Elijah begin to laugh as Majin steps back, looking the 2 large men over once more. A sadistic, psychotic smile slowly starts to show on Majins face.

Majin- "Lets play."

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Wait are they gonna tussle!!!!
	IT LOOKS LIKE!!!

K.D Angelo & Elijah Dean
vs
Majin

The camera pans to the announce team.

	This is a mugging!
	This is crap!

The scene opens with Madison standing in front of a customized Summercide poster featuring only herself and Dennis in the waaaaaaaay back holding bags, presumed to be hers. Somehow, some way, her voice seemed more condescending than ever.

Madison:In another time, placing your hands on royalty would have you thrown in a cell or leave you hanging from a tree. Kat, you're lucky we are in a different time.

The camera man grew very uncomfortable.

Madison: I was on an all time high, having been rewarded for my hard work at King of OCW. Do you have any idea how hard it is to walk down a long ramp in three different sets of heels? No...you're too much of a butch to even know what heels are. But then you had to go and spoil all that. I was forced into a match I couldn't even prepare for. I'm a prepper...so if I had the proper time, you wouldn't have stood a chance.

Madison:So I'm throwing out the challenge. You've got seven days until you get what you deserve. I challenge you to a hardcore match. You bring your stupid bat and I'll bring a pair of pink and furry brass knuckles.

Madison takes a step forward closer to the camera.

Madison: And when I'm done with you, I'm going to give you a makeover. If I fixed Abbot’s stupid moustache, just imagine how I can improve that awful...blemished...sun burned...dark…

The audience started to ‘ooooooh…’

Madison: Skin of yours. Queen Cox is here to make OCW pretty again, getting rid of one ugly person at a time. Don't make me come find you. See you next week.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Is that wise?
	Hell naw!

The Backstage scene opens up and we see Smythe D. Wonder sitting on a couch enjoying this weeks show in front of a big screen TV as random wrestlers come and go.

After what happened last week Smythe is almost fuming and it's a while before anything is spoken. Eventually Blue Diamond sits down beside him as she brings good news.

Blue: Looks like I'm finally going to be cleared to wrestle and not just walk around this place with you. Isn't that exciting?

Smythe: Exciting??? I'm overjoyed... You will finally be able to show the world what you can do now that the women's division is established. Just gotta think about what I'm going to do moving forward.

Smythe: I mean, beating the only rookie that mattered at King of OCW. Then Main Eventing Riot last week on once day's notice with broken ribs after going through a table. Will be hard to top that.

Blue: You can always be my manager. Take care of my needs inside, and outside of the ring, if you know what I mean. Do the small things, trip up some legs, distract the refs you know.

Smythe: Blue, you know I love you... But let's be honest. I won't be here for half of your matches and when I am here I'll have much better things to do than watch you beat these poor girls up. You're classically trained to wrestle. Their trained to perform in a circus.

Blue: Speaking of a circus, being ambushed by Leonheart... err Leon Valentine last week in your less than optimum state. I know you aren't going to let that stand.

Smythe: There's a time and place for everything Blue. Let's talk about you for now and I'll get Leon and his little Parker too when the time is right. I have some things in the works, just have to make sure the cards fall in the right place.

Smythe stands up with a smirk on his face. As he starts to make his way towards the crowd to get a better view of ringside from the VIP section.

Smythe: With any luck there will be a new OCW heavyweight champion crowned tonight. A new champion always means new opportunities. There's no one better at capitalizing on opportunity than me!!!! ahahahaha!!!!!!

As Smythe kicks his feet back and relaxes he notices something on the Television Screen. His eyes begin to widen........

Smythe: WHAT....THE.....

The Camera Fades!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Interesting!
	Indeed it might be...OHHH BOY!!!!!!

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