We see Ligermask searching backstage with a strange goggle contraption strapped to his face. He is hunting around backstage for the spiritual entity formerly known as Drago Cesar.

As he is looking through the crates backstage for the ghost someone bumps into him walking down the hall. The camera pans over to one of OCW's newest rookies H2O chewing on a Snickers candy bar.

H2O: Hey does anyone have a can of Raid? There's a big bat wondering the hallways back here! Oh it's Ligermask! Love the suit.

Ligermask takes an almost defensive stance as H2O speaks and appears ready to pounce.

LIGERMASK: Cómo te atreves!

H2O: Oh, pardon me. I'm H2O. THE...Head Rookie of OCW. Before I find out what I'm doing tonight, where's the cafeteria?

H2O: I bet you know some good Latin food I can try. Could you suggest something light in case I have to fight tonight?

LIGERMASK: Detener insultando La Purga!

H2O: La Purga? Is that pork?

Thoroughly confused H2O simply shrugs and walks off to get ready for his match. The camera pans back to Ligermask who stares of angrily at H2O walking away.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	That wasn't too smart!
	They lock horns next!

Stacy Clark opens the scene by standing beside a ‘Vengeance or Glory’ poster for the upcoming Devil’s Night pay per view

Stacy: In six days, OCW goes straight to Hell as the faction wars continue. ‘Vengeance or Glory’ has taken social media by storm. Though OCW goes to hell for a night, others may already be there…

The camera pans to the right, revealing the ever so miserable duo of Dennis Black and Madison Cox, who had a title draped over each of her shoulders. The self proclaimed Black Queen of the Red Army scowled at Stacy.

Madison: I suppose that was an attempt at humor? Are you referring to the seventy two hours of unfairness that young Duysek and I will have forced upon us this weekend?

Stacy briefly looks to Dennis, who was just shrugging the extra name off.

Madison: My Champion. Your Champion. The seeker of justice. The inflictor of vengeance. The shatterer of glass ceilings. The pounder of walls-

Stacy: Just not yours?

Madison: Pardon?

Stacy: Oh nothing.

Madison: Anyway. The cosplaying assassin...Dennis Black, is Turmoil’s reigning...defending...undisputed...Television AND Heavyweight Champion. Yet, how is Dennis rewarded for his hard work? How does our new General Manager show his appreciation for actually having a fighting Champion? A champion that actually hasn't forgotten how to win after getting the title?...a perfect freaking circle.

The audience cheers loudly.

Madison: We haven't seen one of these since the Riot before Lution. There's a reason we haven't seen too many of these emotionally and physically taxing Title matches. They're historic. Not many Champions have braved the circle and retained.

Madison: Friday Night, the King and I will attempt to stamp our place in history. Dennis Black could very well become one of the few men in this industry to complete the circle. But Stacy there's more, so much more. You see...the apologists and those who continually make excuses about our Ascension will immediately say…’Oh but that happened on Turmoil.’

Madison: To which I say...the very same Turmoil that has consistently beaten Riot in the ratings for season twelve? Maybe that has a lot to do with our Champion? You're lucky we are even here tonight.

Dennis smirked.

Madison: Let me make something absolutely clear, Stacy. Whether it was on Riot, Turmoil, Ambition, or someone's back yard...nine outta ten times the outcome is my King having his hand raised. This has become OCW’s reality. So no one...and I mean no one will take this moment from us. And besides, over seventy five percent of this company is incapable of stringing together three consecutive wins in two months, let alone one night.

The crowd starts to boo Madison as Dennis steps forward.

Dennis: Whether my attempt at completing the circle this Friday is a success or a failure...I need to have a short memory. I cannot allow a historic achievement or a crushing blow stay on my mind for too long. Because I will have to move on and defend my Heavyweight title against Paul Pugh...a man who knows all about picking up the scraps left at the end of a Perfect Circle.

Dennis: Pugh, no matter how battered I am from what I'm going to go through on Friday, you will have me at my best at Devil’s Night. Losing to you would result in having my contract terminated. So I want you to think about something. Sleep on it, if you will.

Dennis: If I knocked you out while just competing against a man I respect...how much harder will I crash my knee against your cranium to protect what Madison and I have worked for?

Madison struggled for a moment before raising both titles high above her head.

Dennis: Four SUCCESSFUL title defenses in seventy two hours is how i intend to end 2016.

Madison: Because he's the Black King...BAY BAY!

Dennis nods to Stacy before the duo exit the scene.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	History incoming?
	He stinks and I don't like him!

Ligermask vs H2O

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Gameball!
	You mean ball game you dope!

A camera crew is walking in the back near the trainers room. The camera goes forward as we notice Prince Xander sitting on the bench holding his eye.

Prince Xander: What the hell was that? That stupid referee didn't even notice I was holding my eye! No wonder why I didn't kick out I could barely see and I couldn't see that stupid Wes Pepperton hit me! This is ridiculous!

Trainer: What happened that your eye is bothering you?

Prince Xander:When I hit the mat doc! That stupid ref ah.. Xander clearly in rage but still holding his eye.. I just don't get it this shouldn't have happened!

Prince Xander It's okay though, as long as I'm cleared to take on Cobra at Devil's Night I won't be furious. It was a fluke win and next week I will prove it to whomever I face!

Prince Xander: So doc, am I cleared to compete at the Pay-Per-View?

The trainer opens Xander's eye and takes one more close look at it and examines it then proceeds to clear his throat and tell Xander the news..

Trainer: Yes you can compete still. But you must not have any other matches Xander, you will either damage your eye more severally or permanently so stay out of the ring up until the Pay-Per-View.

Prince Xander: Alright doc I got it, thanks I appreciate it..

Xander walks out of the trainer's room and heads back to the locker-room..

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Too early for an injury!
	These Millenials are made out of glass!!!

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