The scene opens up with Mugen backstage somewhere looking for someone or something while also trying to avoid Nate Ortiz.

Mugen sees a backstage staff member and grabs him by the shirt.

Mugen: You seen Kassidy?

Staff Member: I think he was somewhere near the Rev Inc. locker room before……

Mugen looks at the staff member with a stoic look and then throws him by his shirt.

Mugen: For your well being, you better be correct.

Mugen storms off as……………..Meanwhile…...

The scene opens Dennis Black and Madison Cox standing in front a promotional poster for ‘The Clash’ 2017. The poster features Bill Ding with a hammer in hand, and a newly constructed city behind him. One could say he...built that city.

Madison looks over her shoulder one more time as the cameras continue to roll.

Dennis: Bill Ding and Leon Valentine. Two Hall of Famers that know how to get a reaction from the OCW universe. Granted, Bill Ding’s hall of fame was a plaque from an Arby’s eating contest…

Dennis: A hall of fame nonetheless.

Madison and Dennis both nod.

Dennis: I'm a member of Revolution inc. The most dominant stable in present day OCW, and eventually to be known as the most dominant stable in OCW history. Nate Ortiz provides wisdom beyond his years. Versus keeps our spirits high.

Madison: That's not the only thing he keeps high…

Dennis: Drago provides in ring precision and the instinct of a hunter. Me? I bring a mixture of finesse and ferocity that hasn't been seen in one man since The Ambition Era. Dare I say…

Madison gaspes.

Dennis: The Golden Era.

Dennis: I am The Ambition and Golden Era wrapped into one devastatingly successful package.

The audience does not approve of his comments and starts to jeer the dual Champion.

Dennis: Leon, Bill. The only thing you two have in common was a loss two me in 2016. Ask yourselves something, if I was willing to crash me knee against the skull of a man I like and respect, only a week ago, to win a Match…what won't I do in order to retain this Sunday at The Clash?

Dennis hands Madison the mic.

Madison: Late Saturday evening, Ciara tweeted ‘No Greater Blessing Than Having Family. We're Proud of You; Dangerusswilson.’

Madison: Kind words from such a strong and loyal woman.

The audience claps at the X-Tron.

Madison: Don't get me wrong, those are the words of a woman who has resigned to the fact that the man she loves is a loser.

Madison: Am I the only person here who noticed he started to lose his competitive edge the moment they stopped abstaining and she opened her legs? You know who isn't a loser because he has the discipline to abstain? Your Turmoil World Champion, Dennis Black.

Dennis nods, looking to each of the belts draped over his shoulders.

Madison: This man oozes success! He's doing so well that he may even need to abstain for the rest of his career.

Dennis blinks rapidly, feeling that slight familiar pain in his groin. Before he could respond, Kassidy Hayes, Lord of the Leg kick walks into the scene receiving a mixed reaction from the crowd.

Kassidy: Don’t listen, Dennis. She didn't mean it.

Dennis and Madison both turn to face Kassidy.

Madison: ...We’re kind of in the middle of an interview.

Kassidy: Then I should have been here from the start; I’m Dennis’ Best Friend, and WE are the best Television Turmoil Champion in the history that is
Turmoil.

Dennis looks to the camera and motions for them to cut the feed. Madison rubs her temples, sighing loudly.

Madison: Y-yes...you are both the greatest Turmoil Television Champion that ever existed. BUT I...am Dennis’s best friend. “BFF’s Forever”, as the urbans might say.

Kassidy: His true best friend, wouldn’t leave this man clutching his balls in pain, but I didn’t come here to argue with you Madison. I am here to discuss with dennis, this Bobby Minio that blatantly disrespected us.

Dennis: Is he mad about my Devil’s Night match with Pugh?

Kassidy: He said I was awful and had to come to an end, he also said I was compadres with Mugen, which I still have no recollection of.

Dennis: ..Mugen is an awful awful man! And you would never associate with someone so Urban and evil.

Madison: Emphasis on Urban.

Madison: Speaking of which, Dennis- you have an important job to do at The Clash… You must tear down the Urbanite who shoddily built this so called cesspool of a ‘city’.

Madison: AND! Play the role of exterminator by running out the rat that calls himself “Leon”...

Madison: Not just for the belt, but for your record. For history. For little boys and girls everywhere that want to be able to look out their window one day and not be choked by the big black smog that is currently polluting our company.

Madison looks over to Kassidy and puts a hand on his shoulder.

Madison: Maybe, will help your friend to achieve this record?

Kass smiles but before he can speak, the door opens but nobody is there……Kass is confused as to what just happened so he walks over to the door. He steps outside to see what happened and is pulled in by Mugen.

Mugen: REALLY?! I’ve been tormenting Rev Inc, mentally torturing their leader tonight and WHERE DO I FIND YOU?! IN THEIR LOCKER ROOM?!

Kassidy: I don’t…..

Mugen: NOPE. I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY TO YOU.

Madison: Is everything okay out there Kass?

Mugen grabs Kassidy by the shoulders and looks into Kassidy’s eyes,

Mugen: You will tell her nothing is wrong. It must have been some weird wind gust.

Kassidy looks back towards the door slightly dazed and yells back a response,

Kassidy: It’s nothing Madison, just a weird wind gust.

As Kassidy looks back towards Mugen, Mugen is in the midst of dipping his hand in some face paint with his gloveless hand. Before Kassidy can ask what’s going on, he gets slapped hard and the Purge face paint is magically applied perfectly on Kassidy’s face.

Kassidy walks back into the locker room, now in purge paint,

Kassidy: Tonight, I’m not helping you do anything but give that title to the purge and when I’m done with you, I’m going to find Bobby Minio and show him what happens when my name comes out of your mouth.

Kassidy walks out of the locker room leaving Dennis and Madison Confused.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	That boy ain't right!
	To many kicks to the grill!

Prince vs Jackson Montgomery

The camera pans to the announce team.

	He got all of it!
	Checkmate!

The SKWAD’s newest members Tripp Kick Flipp are doing the only thing they do best... besides superkicking, they are partying! TKF need no reason to party, yet they have one. They have officially been named #1 contenders’ to the OCW Tag Team Championships.

There is one person in SKWAD who is not in a partying mood, that person is no other than Tiberius Octavian Dupree. After being low blowed physically and emotionally by Sean “BuffNess” McGee last week he’s been pretty sour.

He walks into the SKWAD locker room to find it transformed into Dance Central USA. There are strobe lights, black lights, every kind of light you can think off. Horrible horrible pop music plays on blast and people just having a good ol’ time.

Tripp: Bangin’ party brah

Kik: Yeah brah….we know how to get it in.

Flipp: Braaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!

Tibby walks up to the trio who are basically attached at the hip, if one drinks they all drink.

Tripp: Tibby brahhhhhh…..have a seat take a load off brah!

Dupree: I’ll take a load off when I get back at McGee. And I plan on doing exactly that, TONIGHT!

Flipp: Tonight brah?!

Kik: Yeah brah...we partying tonight brah.

Flipp: Braaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh.

Dupree: You guys party every night, tonight I need you.

Tripp: You need us brah, we dere.

Kick: Yeah brah, we dere

Flipp: Braaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh, we got chu.

Dupree: You better…

Confused and slightly inebriated.

Tripp: Better….Ness brah?!

Kick: BroNess Brah?

Flipp: Braaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!

Dupree rolls his eyes, grabs a handful of finger food (McGee’s lunch is later) before storming out the locker room to the backstage area as we fade.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Ain't a braincell between those 3!
	Why you gotta hate breh?

(We pan into the backstage area, H2O is sitting up on some stage equipment talking to a woman. It's Heather Angelo from the OCW Committee. She has her tablet out showing H20 his recent progress in OCW.)

Heather: Right now your downloads plateaued but over her your followers increased. My advice to you is to update your profile regularly to increase downloads.

H2O: Thanks Heavenly for showing me. I also want to show you my new…..

(Before they can continue H2O’s phone begins ringing and buzzing.

H2O pulls it out and checks to see who’s calling him.)

H2O: Oh hey, its mom and pop! They wanna do a facetime. Excuse me, hun.

(He swipes to answer the phone, the scene shifts to H2O’s family home. Its centered on the living room couch.

Mr. and Mrs. O are sat petrified, with fear in their eyes. Between them, his arms around each of their shoulders, legs crossed is Ligermask.)

H2O: GOTDAMN YOU LIGERMASK!! You threatened my career and now my family! When I'm done kicking your face in they'll have to pry that ugly little mask of yours off your face with a screwdriver.

(Liger takes his arms off of the elderly couple and raises a finger, he slowly and mockingly responds, with a twisted smile on his face.)

LIGERMASK: TRAN-QUI-LLO

(He pulls out a cigar and gingerly turns it to examine the quality. He taps Mrs. O on the chin with his other hand, he opens his mouth.)

LIGERMASK: Ahhhh

(He places the end of the cigar in Mrs. O’s mouth and makes a biting motion with his own mouth. Mrs. O bites the end off of the cigar.

Liger puts it in his mouth, still smiling, he winks to the camera and leans over to Mr. O, who sheepishly lights it for him.

He exhales a large puff of smoke as La Lengua walks into the shot, he’s chewing something, with his mouth full he puts three fingers to his mouth and kisses them.)

LA LENGUA: Senior O! Your mother's chocolate chip cookies, bueno bueno!

(H2O let's out an angry roar and knocks down some heavy duty light stands then kicks a trash can down the hallway. Heather finally looks away from her tablet and is startled by his outburst.

She cautiously walks over to him and looks to see who he's talking to on the phone.)

Heather: Oh my goodness. What is he doing!? I was afraid something like this was going to happen.

H2O: My mother doesn't even like cigars you coward! Let alone the taste of them. This is a bit extreme, Ligermask! You want to take it there I have no problems going there with you. Name a time and a place. Just leave my parents out of it.

LA LENGUA: Listen Senior O, we aren’t here to hurt anyone… just to introduce our family to yours.

Whoever is holding the camera pans around the room to show several Sicarios armed with various types of guns lounging around the living room.

Even Abbub, the monstrous eye-patched Lion sprawled on the floor with a paw hugging the family dog close.

The camera makes its way back to the couch and La Lengua.

LA LENGUA: Since your family has so graciously let us stay in your home for the time being, we may just set up shop here. Denver seems like such a nice place for Cartel business.

H2O: You have all those men surrounding you cause you know the amount of pain I will inflict on you if you hurt them. You don't have the…Como se dice… BALLS to face me mano y mano or whatever! You understand me!?

LA LENGUA: Ohohoho! I was waiting for you to say just that! Isn’t that right Patron?

(Ligermask smiles and nods, as he exhales another puff of smoke.)

LA LENGUA: We’d actually be more than happy to leave, but Patron has nothing to do at The Clash, he actually finds it quite boring… So why don’t you say something stupid?

H2O: Ever since I've met you, you've been wanting to take it to the extreme with me. So that's EXACTLY what we'll do. This time with no restrictions! Extreme Rules… you and me… one on one!

H2O can hear all the men laugh in unison with H2O parents looking petrified on camera. The call ends abruptly.

H2O: That BASTARD!

Heather: H2O calm down. You have to think straight. This isn't some jobber. This is La Purga.

H2O looks at Heather with a stone cold stare.

H2O: La...Purga? That name is how all this started. La…PURGA!?

He can…La Purga deez (crotch chop) if you catch my drift.

H2O walks off the scene leaving Heather worried. The camera fades.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	What a fiend!
	Dirty players, B!

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