We find ourselves in the D.A.M. Skybox where Mugen is mediating like his usual self. With the distractions of Drago and Mr. Sensation out of the way.........for now, Mugen has time to concentrate on much more important matters.

Molly comes walking into the room skipping towards Mugen and taps his shoulder. Mugen opens his left eye and looks at Molly.

Mugen: Yes my dear?

Molly: I know you have been suffering.......

Mugen: Suffering? Well, I'd like to think I'm probably doing my best right now.

Molly: I know you say that but I know deep down inside you are hurting because.....

Mugen's eyes have a look of confusion and concern as he looks at Molly.

Molly: You have been suffering from Lackogoldenleatherentitis.

Mugen pauses and looks at her with a serious face.

Mugen: How.....how did you know?

Molly: I saw you flipping through your phone the other day and you were looking at your old championships.

Mugen: HOW DARE YOU STALK ME AND MY PHONE ACTIVITIES.

Molly: I SAW YOUR PICS OF YOU WITH THE NORTH AFRICAN MEDIUMWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP.

Mugen: THAT WAS THE EGYPTIAN PYRAMID X CHAMPIONSHIP WOMAN.....

Molly: SEE!

Mugen sighs.

Molly: And then you were sniffing my jacket the other day.

Mugen: WHAT CAN I SAY? I HAVE A LIKING FOR RICH CORINTHIAN LEATHER ESPECIALLY WHEN ITS ATTACHED TO FINE 24 KARAT GOLD AND SWAROVSKI CRYSTALS. ALL I KNOW IS WINNING AND CHAMPIONSHIPS. NOBODY KNOWS ABOUT WINNING AND CHAMPIONSHIPS MORE THAN ME. NOBODY!.

Molly slaps Mugen across the face.

Molly: SNAP OUT OF IT! YOU AREN'T WINNING RIGHT NOW AND YOU DON'T POSSESS A SINGLE CHAMPIONSHIP.

Mugen: I guess I see your point. But what can I honestly do right now? I'm in a bit of a funk. These idiotic DISTRACTIONS. DISTRACTIONS. DRAGO. SENSATION AHHHHH.

Mugen gets up from his seated position and proceeds to superkick his lamp 20 feet to the other side of the room before it shatters. Mugen starts his breathing exercise as Molly pats his back.

Molly: But I know how to solve this problem.

Mugen: You do?

Molly: Yes, tonight, the main event. I've arranged for you to take one of those championship belts from Dennis Black.

Mugen's eyes light up as he hugs Molly and picks her up and almost belly to belly overhead suplexes her. She manages to slip out of it.

Molly: WHAT THE F***

Mugen: SORRY! SORRY! JUST....YOU KNOW.....I'M USED TO PICKING UP PEOPLE AND JUST YA KNOW.....

Mugen moves his arm down repeatedly in a slamming motion.

Mugen: Dropping them on their head. Anyways! I must get prepared then. 

Molly dusts herself off as she nods.

Molly: Just go out there and win okay?

Mugen: Got it! Mugen is seen running into the wardrobe area of the Skybox. The scene fades out.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Damn Lunatic, WHERE IS SENSATION!!!. WHERE IS DRAGO!!!!
	NO ONE CARES, HAHAHAAH

The camera pans to the announce team.

	EXCITMENT!!!
	OVERWHELMING!!

Scene Opens with AC working out with his trainer Joe.

AC: 1.....2......

Before he gets to 3, H2O is seen standing over AC with his arms folded. 

H2O: Well, well, well. If it isn't the infamous, AC Cobra.

AC wipes the sweat off his forehead and stands up. 

AC: Hey!!!! You interrupted me! I was getting some cardio in.

Joe cuts AC off in the middle of his sentence.

Joe: Laziness, get your ass back down & continue your workout.

H2O: No, no, no. Leave him. You ever tried to shoot a basketball after lifting weights.

Joe: Ye-

H2O: Rhetorical, guy. Rhetorical. As I was saying, AC. It's not a good idea to lift and then fight tonight. 

H2O: While you were gone in your break, vacation or whatever I was here handling business. Tonight, you're the 1st opponent I have to deal with to get another Light Heavyweight title shot. 

H2O: Just so you know… I'm not going to play no games with you. So I'm saying sorry for whatever happens to you ahead of time. It's just business. 

Joe turns to AC with a surprising look on his face.

AC: It wasn't on a break. My spirit, & body is broken. I realized I let every opportunity slip away due to my inability to take wrestling serious. This time around, I'm putting in the work. I'll see your ass in the ring tonight! Game Over H2O.

After all that was said by AC, H2O steps in closer within inches of AC’s face. Talking thru his teeth… 

H2O: Let me tell you something, Cobra. Due to the fact you didn't show up at Riot, I had to square off with an ol’ friend of mine. I was not pleased to do it but I did. 

H2O: A friend that lays in the hospital right now that I feel I helped put there. He wasn't supposed to face me that night and I beat him. Instead of him preparing for his match at CG I had no choice but to soften him up before Jackson put him thru the barricade at CG! 

H2O: So unluckily for you tonight I get to kill two birds with one stone. I'll dedicate this next match to a fallen brethren of mine, Dimz. Plus, I'll start with YOU to earn my chance again at the Light Heavyweight Title. 

H2O: So Joe, when you're done with… 

H2O points his thumb back at AC and looks him up and down.

H2O: ...this guy over here, let me know. I'll be waiting in the ring. 

H2O puts his shades on and walks out of AC’s locker room.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	He says he is about to send a message!
	He better not take AC Cobra lighty! KD did and well the rest is history!

A.C. Cobra vs H20

The camera pans to the announce team.

	HOLY *****
	GOD DAMN!

Previously Recorded:

The camera cuts to Los Angeles home of OCW Champion Nate Ortiz. Nate Ortiz is in his bead eyes rapped to block the light. Nate is suffering from a severe concussion after the multiple kicks to the head from Leonheart. Nate’s daughter Ellie has entered the frame with a book in hand.

Ellie: Dad can we read this book?

Nate: Of course.

The champion grimaces as he removes the bandages. He manages the pain as he picks his daugher up and begins to read. As he does this Tiffany Sensation walks in.

Tiffany: Are you sure you’re up for that?

Nate continues to read but the look on his faces answers no to the question.

Tiffany: It’s alright I’ll do it.

Ellie, with a disappointed look grabs the book before Nate can respond and runs out of the room.

The champion puts his head down, frustrated at his situation, but accepting of it.

Nate: I can’t even read a damn book to my kid.

Tiffany: It will get better but you have to rest.

Nate: The doctors don’t know when it will. I’ve had this ringing in my head for over a week. And the pain, the pain…

Tiffany: Having a pity party and trying to do to much isn’t going to get you anywhere.

Nate: I have to get back to New York. Rev Inc. needs me with V not around. I can’t leave things up to Madison. We gotta help Drago, despite the last words we had he’s still a brother. I have to defend that damn belt. I can’t do any of that sitting here.

Tiffany: And you’ll be nothing more than a joke if you come back in this condition. You don’t want to be the shell of yourself you were at Summercide those years ago do you?

Nate: I carry that every damn day…

Tiffany: Rest I’ll deal with Ellie now.

Nate watches as his wife leaves. He runs his hands through his ever growing beard. Nate then reaches under his bed pulling out a bottle of Bacardi 151. He takes a large gulp not even grimacing as the rocket fuel coats his throat.

Nate: I’ll be back.

Nate takes another large gulp as the scene fades.

The camera pans to the announce team.

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	:) :)

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