Parker vs Versus

Saying that Riot 450 would begin the most stressful week of their careers, no, their lives was an understatement. Though there were five people inside the Rev. Inc dressing room, it was quiet, save for the light sounds of two airbrush machines going off. One of the women operating the machine told Dennis he had a great physique, which annoyed Madison to no end. She stood against the dressing room door and watched Dennis stand like a statue as paint was applied, still feeling sick from earlier.

Madison: Okay that's enough, give us the room please.

The airbrush machines stopped in unison, and the artist looked to Madison confused as she opened the door.

Madison: I’ll take it from here.

Madison closed the door behind the artists and locked it before walking over to Dennis. As she continued what the painters started, the five minutes of awkward silence was almost too much to manage. So she broke it.

Madison: Mugen is a good man. It'll be a clean match. Don't worry.

Dennis: ...Yea. Sure. Whatever.

Dennis looked away from her.

Madison: And I want you to shake his hand after. So we can ask for help.

Dennis: Help? From ‘him’?

Madison: He's been nothing but kind to you, and me. He had those those two large women save me Casey and Willow. He didn't have to do that. But now we are just about in over our heads. The water is slowly filling the room. It's at our chin. But eventually, we’ll drown.

Dennis looked the other way when she tried to make eye contact.

Madison: I can't imagine what you're going through. But we need to put our heads together on this. If Mugen can't help us...then we need to drop out of September to Remember. Quit OCW. Go back to the circuit. You'll make a decent living there after building yourself here in a short time.

Dennis: If I back out, they'll sue us for everything we have.

Madison: Then we’ll run.

Dennis: Run? Run ‘where’?

Madison: A fishing village somewhere? I don't know. You can get a job on the docks...............................and maybe a second job. I don't want to work. My point is-

Dennis: This is your doing.

Madison: I know that! But, I couldn't just stand by and let Malu verbally break you down like that. It got to me. I don't know. Things are just...different now. And I know, that this week is going to be hell. You defend the Television Title Friday night. And then we’re on the road to Chicago for the pay per view. Last man standing, in the arena where it all started for you. For your World Title. If you lose…

Dennis: You’ll have to leave with Malu, and we’ll have no contact until the anniversary show. I’m fighting for both titles, and your safety. Your sanity. My sanity, and Your honor ...in a span of 72 hours across two damned states. I may lose everything. ...You couldn't possibly understand what I'm going through!

Madison: ...I didn't want this.

Dennis brushed her hand away when she tried place it on his shoulder. He grabbed the Turmoil World Title and walked toward the dressing room door.

Dennis: But you made the stipulation anyway. You've done enough. Just do me a favor, and stay back here. I hope you're not wrong about your beloved Mugen. I'll speak with him myself...

The scene ends with her left alone in the dressing room.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Hmmmm
	hmmmmm

Tiberius Dupree vs Nate Ortiz

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I can't belive it!!!
	WOW!

CHAMPION VS CHAMPION
Dennis Black vs Mugen

The camera pans to the announce team.

	WHAT!!!
	......

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