Tobin Frost stands with interviewer Jim Black as the scene cuts in. Tobin looks just as pissed as he did last week following his loss to Drago Cesar.

Jim: What is your mindset with Summercide only a few weeks away?

Tobin: It’s really simple Jim, I’m looking to end Leonheart. He was once the top dog here, but he’s fallen way off the ledge. I’m going to show him his new place in the OCW pecking order and sorry to say for him it’s nowhere near the OCW or The North American championships.

Jim: You seem more confident than you did following your handicap match loss.

Tobin cuts Jim off before he can ask his next question.

Tobin: Well that’s not really a question…

Jim: Well…

Tobin cuts him off again.

Tobin: You know losing that match was an embarrassment, probably the biggest one of my career. But I didn’t tuck my tail and run, nope I showed right back up and stepped up against one of today’s top dogs. The guy who was the man when I showed up here. I think I made up for that loss by putting Parker down.

Tobin: I’m the same man I’ve always been Jim, I’m not more confident, because I’m always confident. I give my all and I do what I have to do to get the job done. I respect Parker and all that he’s done. It’s why I shook his hand last week, but I also hand to remind him that he’s not dealing with clueless Tobin Frost. He’s dealing with a man who is just as much of a threat as he is.

Tobin: Tonight the two of us are going to step back in that ring and go again. He thinks he’s going to redeem himself. But you can rest assured that the outcome tonight will be same as last week. Leon can watch a preview of what will happen to him at Summercide. It won’t be pretty.

Tobin walks off like always leaving Jim with a list of questions unanswered.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Looks like The Legend and The Rookie of the Year are gonna go at it one more time!
	This has huge implications!

The Xtron Flickers On!

The sold out crowd is filled with a 50/50 mixed reaction of 'Boos' and 'Cheers' as the newly reformed Theatre of Pain walk around the ring, smiling and laughing, mocking the fans at ring side.

Half of the arena starts up a 'ToP! ToP!' chant as the other half continues to 'Boo'. After a few moments of taking in the crowds reaction, Casey pulls a mic from her back pants pocket. She looks around with a smirk on her face before raising the mic.

Casey- "OCW..."

Before Casey can finish, a chant of 'Ca-sey has crabs! Ca-sey has crabs!' starts up. Casey rolls her eyes.

Casey- "Really? 10 years and thats the best ya got? Think you people could come up with a lil something better than that by now. But...then again...none of you morons were ever to bright to begin with."

Casey laughs to herself as the arena fills with 'Boos'.

Casey- "Anywho...as I was saying. OCW, last week all of you got to witness first hand the return of THE greatest faction in the history of this god forsaken company..."

Casey curtsies, as she smiles and motions towards Majin, Nathan Carter, and The Steve.

Casey- "...Theatre of Pain."

Half of the arena fills with cheers as the group in the ring smiles, nodding their heads in approval. Casey smiles and mockingly pretends to blow 'Kisses' to the fans at ringside before she passes the mic to Majin.

Majin- "Willow, last week you should have left when you had the chance. I gave you something that,...you,...of all people,...should know, I never give. A chance. A choice. All you had to do was walk away from a matter that didnt involve you. But YOU chose to stay. I didnt make you stay. Noone did. That was your choice. And just like everyone else in the back will soon come to realize,...YOU,...found out exactly what will happen if and when you cross our path."

Majin smiles.

Majin- "Leon Valentine,...Parker Stevens,...dont think that just because Security interrupted our little fun that we were about to have with you guys earlier, that our little game is finished."

Majins head twitches and a quick deranged smile flashes across his face as he shakes his head 'No'.

Majin- "No, no, no. The both of you, just like,... Versus,...and Nate,...will find out...."

The Camera Pans To The Ramp!

The crowd buzzes with anticipation as Versus and the Franchize Nate Ortiz stand at the top of the ramp. Both of them, simultaneously take out microphones from their back pockets.

Versus: Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,...BLAH! Enough!

Versus: (looking at Nate) You wanna take this one?

Nate: Sure...Majin, Steve...Hep-C, hell...everyone in the back, everyone in New York City, everyone at the tavern, everyone in their chiropractors offices, everyone in the wooooooorld...THE REVOLUTION HAS RETURNED!!

The crowd explodes and chants of "Rev Inc, Rev Inc, Rev Inc" encompass the arena.

Versus: Ladies and gents, you're seeing the greatest of all time!! And that's worth your time...

Nate: Every time!

Nate and Versus look around the arena, just taking it in.

Versus: I'm gettin goosebumps...I like it!

Nate: Everyone does V...except the three little birds inside our ring.

Versus: Down to business I guess...two of you little birdies have officially killed my buzz. Hep-C, last week, you couldn't just take the loss like a normal STD and just surpress yourself and hid away in the Puss Palace until your next go round...nope, nope. You had to springboard dropkicked yourself onto my sh*t list.

Nate: V...you can't say sh*t.

Versus: I can't say sh*t? But you just said sh*t?

Nate: I did?

Nate and Versus look at each other...

Nate and Versus: sh*t!

The Crowd Roars In Laughter!

Versus: Now...Steven. The Steve, I have some questions for you. Number 1, where is your half of the money for the balloon basket we sent to Majin when he was laying in the hospital bed looking like Freddie Kruger and Tommy Lee Jones had a baby?

Nate: Let it go V.

Versus: NO! That was $56!! I ordered it on the internets. Do you know how long it took me to order that?! I don't know about the internets! I tried ordering it 5 times, every other time I got redirected to something called Book Face, Tweeters or links to big black co....

Nate: V!!!!

Versus: Sorry...sorry. So, Steve, you've been MIA for months now. While I've been here, wearing the Inner Circle gear, kicking ass, drawing laughs and smokin bones...matter of fact, I'm literally, the only one that was here wearing that gear and doing all that stuff! Was this some sort of joke? (looks at Nate) Seriously, was it?

Nate raises his eyebrows, shrugs and shakes his head no.

Majin: The only joke here is you two...

Versus: Wait...wait...we'll address you in one minute. So Steve, you went ahead and not only added yourself to my...S-List, but you moved yourself right above Hep-C. Since I'm feelin nice, I'm feelin fine, I'm feelin FIESTY! Let's make some dinner reservations shall we? Since Carter, you couldn't get the job done, and Steve...you might as well be dead, cuz you're officially Steve Jobs.

The Crowd goes OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Steve is Livid!

Versus: Let's give you guys a chance, and make this a 2 on 1 at Summercide.

Nate: First balloons, now that? You're a giver, V. A caring nuturer.

Versus: Right?!

Nate: Now, onto Majin. Sir, what you and that walking crab with B-Cups did to your daughter the other week was a whole 'nother level of disgusting. As far as I'm concerned, you've earned yourself a beating you won't soon forget. We already have ourselves a history, let's add another chapter, shall we? At Summercide...you know what? Let's let the newest members of Revolution Inc tell you what's happening at Summercide.

The Camera Pans To The Ramp!

Willow: Hiiiiii daaaaaaaaddddddddd. Didn't expect to see your little girl out here didya? And look Casey, I brought a friend with me! You're familiar with her, except you're used to not remembering much except 3 thumps and a bell ringing, huh?

Sophia: And that, will never change.

Casey: What the hell are you doing here?

Sophia: I came to check on my FRIEND, Willow here after her "family" did her dirty. She just happened to introduce me to a couple of very nice young men...

Nate: Ohhhh you!.

The Crowd Laughs as Sophia slightly blushes!

Sophia: And they invited me into a very special group, you remember, it's the one that spent more time kicking around ToP then you did at the Free Clinic!

Versus: It's true. You may have got yourself a guy that fights like a chick, but we got two women that fight like Champions. I put a capital C on Champions...it's because it's THAT important.

Willow: And daddy, I talked to Uncle 'Chize, and he said he'd do me a favor and teach you a lesson.

Majin smiles, as his head twitches a bit and he prepares to fight.

Willow: No, no not tonight. Uncle Nate's gonna beat your ass at Summercide!!!!!.

The Crowd Roars In Approval!

Nate: I don't do many favors for people, but this one...this one I couldn't pass up Majin. Don't worry though, I'll make sure we get her a big TV for her to watch me take you on the Ortiz Express.

Camera cuts back to the ring where Majin raises his mic.

Majin- "You want matches at Cide? Thats fine with us. But why wait till then? Why dont you boys come on down here right now? Why dont you guys come on down and show everyone here tonite just what the..."

Majin snickers to himself.

Majin- "...'Mighty' Rev. Inc. is made of."

Camera cuts back to Versus who seems to be counting on his fingers as he counts the people in the ring. He holds up 3 fingers on one hand, as he then looks to Nate and holds up one finger on his other hand.

Versus looks from each hand to hand a few times as if adding up, then smiles as he shakes his head.

Versus- "Now, I may have smoked some of Columbians finest before we came out here tonite,...BUT,...I do still know how to count. While the offer is tempting to come down there and embarrass all of you at this very moment, I think were gonna pass. For now. But dont you worry. Well be getting this dance started soon enough."..........On Second thought!!

Versus smiles as Nate nods in agreement. Rev. Inc. raise their arms as the crowd erupts into cheers before the group makes their way to the Front Lines!!!! The crowd is at a Fever Pitch as ITS ABOUT TO GO DOWN!!!!!

Just then the camera pans to the D.A.M Skybox Molly once again dressed as Mugen with a bandaid over her forehead, begins to speak!

Molly: The Overlords playground will not turn into a broken sandcastle of has beens, never was-is's! and Skanks! Security I want Rev Inc escorted out of the Arena!!!!

The Crowd Boos as Security swarms Rev Inc!, The Above G.O.A.T, The Icon, and The New Generation! cause no issue and head to the back as the crowd boos in disapproval!!!

Back to the ring, Majin only smiles as ToP start to pace the ring. After exchanging some words with the fans sitting at ringside, ToP begins to make their way out of the ring, and up the ramp towards the back, before disappearing through the curtain at the top of the stage.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Holy hell can you belive it!!!
	This is HUGE, The Legends do battle at Summercide!!!

Anthony Baker vs Ed Reed

The camera pans to the announce team.

	He's done it!
	Woah!

Still earlier in the week but hours later they finally arrive at their destination. "They" being the tandem of Tiberius Octavian Dupree and Deuce. The two sit at the end of Club Drive in Nesquehoning, PA, the alleged home of Dimsmore and Lace Love.

Deuce looks very disheveled from the trip, he actually pulls the last bug out his nose. He's already swallowed a half dozen. Tibby looks as beautiful as he always looks, not a hair out of place.

They lower the music, they look at each other simultaneously pulling their bandannas over their faces. Deuce turns over to Tibby with a bit of concern.

Deuce: Mister, if we're both doing the throwing, who's doing the driving?

Dupree looks at him with absolute certainty in his voice.

Dupree: We're ghost riding, that's how it's done.

Deuce reluctantly nods, you never question Mister's Betterness. The car slowly moves down the block. Dupree releases the wheel and starts unloading on a large brown house, Deuce does the same.

Golden streams of sparkling toilet paper fly through the air, golden ovals of egg crash into the house like a machine gun. As the last egg hits the front door, a large grizzly man steps out with a beard.

Not Dimsmore. That's because all men who live in Nesquehoning are grizzly looking and have beards. The man begins to shout curses at the two, including threats of getting his rifle. As the car continues to roll down the street, Tibby notices the mailbox, it reads "Nelson Family".

Dupree looks over at Deuce with a once in a lifetime confused look on his face. Deuce immediately responds.

Deuce: I'm pretty sure Dimsmore moved to Las Vegas with Lacey earlier this year Mister.

Dupree: And you didn't think to tell me this before we wasted our time and resources.

Deuce: I did Mister, and you said to me "You know nothing Jon Snow."

Dupree: I did not.

Deuce: Did too.

Dupree: Okay I probably did, still I blame Dimsmore.... as I never make mistakes. It was him who abandoned his roots. Him who spit on Ambition, him who moved from his hometown like the Titerus he is. That's a Titerus with a capital "T" Deuce.

Before they can finish their dialogue they hear a gunshot. Not Dimsmore is on his front lawn barefoot with a rifle. The camera fades as Tibby hits the accelerator and gun shots ring through the air.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	It's true he never makes mistakes!
	Bull!!!

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