The scene opens up as a car pulls up to the arena. Getting out of the car was Anthony Baker.

Baker: Thank you uber dude for the ride. Put it on my tab. The Bakerness will pay you back as soon as I can. Meanwhile I need to figure out what I'm going to do about Mugen.

He made his way into the arena, and walked through the backstage area before he stepped into his locker room.

He sat down on a chair in front of his stuff and let out a sigh.

Baker: Tonight is your night Baker. You’re the best person in this company don’t let anyone tell you’re not. That’s why Mugen dumped you when he had the chance. Because he’s scared of someone in The Purge taking down his kingdom.

Baker: You’re ten times better than him, and you’ll show that to everyone tonight after you take the TV title from Dennis. And no one can stop that from happening. Not Tobin, not Liger, not Mugen, not Kass, and certainly not Dimsmore. They’ll regret turning you into the outcast.

He proceeded to put on his boots.

Baker: Tonight they’ll call you champ. And win or lose, you’re still an all-star, and an all out ten. This is your calling Pal. It’s your time to win over the crowd, and gain the support you’ve deserved since the beginning.

Baker: I sure do wish Tyler was here to help me at the moment. He’d know what to say right now. But, tonight. It’s up to me to prove myself to everyone.

He stands up from the chair, and turns to face the camera before he raises his hands to show his one glove that has the number ten on it.

Baker: Dennis, tonight I will prove to everyone that I’m ten times better than you, and I deserve that title ten times more than you do. And you better believe that!

The scene fades

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Baker is fired up!
	Dennis Black is going to have a fight on his hands!

After a hard fought match with Ed Reed, Mr.Graves, displeased with the outcome of the match makes his way to the nearest exit of the building.

He leaves the building with his mind set on returning to his home. But suddenly, out of the shadows, multiple large men attack Mr.Graves.

Mr.Graves fights them off as hard as he can before the numbers get the best of him, they eventually restrain him and force him into the back of a trailer that had pulled up during the altercation.. the men get into the large truck attached to the trailer and they speed away, the scene ends there.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	It took everything and the kitchen sink to put him down. And I don't even think he cares!
	OCW has itself a brand new problem! and his name is Mr.Graves!

Smythe D. Wonder is sitting backstage in a suit and tie. Parked beside him is Stacy Clark who is in a bright red dress for Valentine's Day. They're both seen laughing as the camera Zooms in.

Stacy: Yes Smythe I did get your dozen, dozen roses as well as flowers from pretty much the entire locker room.

Smythe: I figured as much. I actually just sent you the leftovers if you look at all the names I think only 2-3 dozen have you name on it.

Stacy: Thanks for making me feel so special (Stacy makes a weird face at the camera). Let's get on with it shall we.

Smythe: Well before we get into all of that I have something to address. Apparently last time we spoke we shared a joke that may have been inappropriate. About drugs and table dancing so I just wanted to Apologize to you personally.

Stacy: Awe thanks... tho I'm almost positive you don't mean it.

Smythe: No, I honestly do. But I do want to let everyone know where it came from. When I first started in OCW all those years ago. I was the S Bomber and you were, well you were still Stacy Clark but you were new and green like me and when the long nights were over and I was bruised and beaten from working hard and getting booed all night long who would come to the locker room with a bottle of wine or a coffee and Khalua to talk about all of our dream for our careers in OCW.

Stacy: Yes, it was me Smythe. We used to hang out all the time talking about being the best to ever do it in OCW. I actually miss that humble, kind Smythe D. Wonder.

Smythe: Meh, I'm rich now Stacy... can't help that. But you... you've become the crown princess jewel of OCW. That's why I've decided to personally endorse you for the OCW Hall of Fame. Let's face it... If they let Pugh, Trance and Dupree in basically everyone should have their name in the lights.

Smythe laughs to himself while Stacy Clark's face is in shock.

Stacy: Ugghhh... I'm just going to start asking questions. Smythe how do you feel about the death of Versus?

Smythe: I'm literally lost for words. I take a two week vacation and come back to the loss of a true brother. I've heard no media news so I still don't believe it.

Stacy: You haven't heard any funeral details or anything as of yet?

Smythe: I change my phone every few weeks so people don't attack me with useless information. Haven't heard anything.

Stacy sighs before continuing

Stacy: On Nate Ortiz being OCW champion once again.

Smythe: The rapture certainly hasn't fallen to pieces as of yet. The man is truly greater than the greatest. But I know how to stop him. Eventually, someone will come to me to stop Nate as he has poisoned OCW once again.

Stacy: Poinsoned???

Smythe: Rev Inc isn't a band of brothers. It's a plague... It ruins friendships, kills brothers, and destroys careers. Soon they will understand Stacy.

Stacy:OK, OK... How about the return of The Devil Matsuda, the Eternal EX division champion?

Smythe: The Ex division is dead. Matsuda hasn't wrestled in over a year. No idea why anyone is excited to see him come back. He lost the title when he missed the 30 day defence rule. Then he periodically returns to defend his title against undeserving challengers. Now he asks people to impress him and Dennis Black runs out there like the kid who doesn't want to be picked on anymore in the school yard. Gladly risking his Turmoil titles against a title that hasn't been recognized in OCW for years. Good on him!!!

Stacy: So why don't you take on Matsuda? You've never been Ex Division champion.

Smythe: I've face the Devil once. I've beaten him once, his title is irrelevant, his words are empty. I'd rather beat Pugh and become the lightweight champion at this point and even that title like the old Ex division title is 10 leagues below the Legend.

Stacy: Well I'm sure that Light Weight superstars like Prince would have something to say about that.

Smythe: Last time I saw Prince he learned that OCW is much more than wrestling. Don't say something to make me upset enough to show him again Stacy. I want you to enjoy your Valentine's Day with whoever you decide to spend it with. I made a special promise to one too many luck ladies tonight. So I have to get started early!!!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Blargh!
	Rude!

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We rejoin the scene in Suburbia, USA as Trisha Waldrop and Cameraman Gus are sitting in lawn chairs in the living room of Kid Ego himself Paul Pugh. The surroundings are splendid - 80s chic, with high shag piles and flickers of gold adorning every flat surface. As we get in closer, we see Pugh is standing in the corner, behind a vintage Vox Synthesizer - he seems to be playing an out of tune rendition of "Party all the Time" - a classic from the middle ages. As he comes to a close, he spreads his arms wide, as if expecting applause from his guests. When none is forthcoming, his expression changes.

Pugh: ...not good enough, eh? Well shit brothers... what do I have to do to get a pop from you people?

Trisha goes to ask the customary OCW "you people" question before getting cut off.

Pugh: Yes... You people. Now before this turns into a hostage situation - tell me something Trisha - I can call you Trisha right?

Trisha: of...

Pugh: Of course I can call you Trisha. Tell me something Trixie. You're here for Black history month right?

She nods

Pugh: ...why does he get a whole month Trisha? A WHOLE MONTH. For that vanilla midget? No No... this won't do. Where's my month Trisha? WHERE IS DANIEL's month?

Trisha: ...your name is Paul...

Pugh's expression changes from one of joviality to one of pure fury.

Pugh: How DARE you? In my own home? I should throw you through that fourth wall you arrogant piece of... GUS ARE YOU HUNGRY? Come. Quickly! TO THE KITCHEN. UP! UP!

Pugh summons Gus to his feet. As Trisha tries to join them, Pugh shakes his head.

Pugh: Silly Trix. Trisha's are for winners. You will remain here in the drawing room. Gus. You will accompany me to the kitchen - you see Gus, I have an abundance of Pickle Juice, I wonder if you'd be able to help me...

Pugh ushers Gus out of the room and into the kitchen as Trisha remains seated - confused she stands up - sneaking off into another room to flex her journalistic muscles.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Dear Lord!
	Oh boy!

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