The scene opens to some dark, dimly lit place within the arena. The camera is blurry but focuses in on Hurricane Holly Hunter who looks as serious as ever.

Holly: You know what they say about all of those big storms that hit. That leave nothing but destruction, and death in their wakes. They say that these storms have an eye. And in the eye of the storm there is nothing. No sound, no chaos. It’s almost peaceful.

Holly laughs.

Holly: Well that is where the OCW Women’s division is sitting right now. Because I continue to bide my time.

Holly: However, you women need to know that the time is going to go off at some point. This nice little eye, that is full of peace and quiet is about to make way for nothing but pain and suffering.

Holly: Girls enjoy it, really do. I want to put you all under, and there is one of you that I have a special place for. For you special lady. Time is already up.

The camera zooms in on Holly’s face.

Holly: You better pray!

The scene abruptly cuts out and goes back to the announce team.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	The Hurricane is sending a message!
	Oh lord!!!

OCW comes back to the image of white boots being laced up in a dark room. The shot moves up revealing a pink luchadora in a power rangers-esque outfit with bunny ears looking at a blue screen. A voice can be heard coming from her.

???: The readings here are off the charts.

With a quick zoom the blue screen is revealed to show Madison Square Garden right here in New York City! A small icon on the bottom right of the screen appears codenamed Louis and on command it emanates a robotic voice.

Louis: The place in question is called Riot.

Pinky: They must have no order. Its the perfect place to dispense justice! I’m ready for liftoff.

Louis: Lift. Off. Engaged.

The luchadora raises her right fist up and the dark lighting of the room changes to that of pink. After posing for about fifteen seconds the lighting changes back.

Louis: Uber ordered.

The scene shifts to the luchadora exiting a yellow cab in front of Madison Square Garden. She gives a ridiculous kneeling pose to the camera.

Pinky: Sentai Hare reporting for duty.

Transitioning from the pose she gets back to her feet and gives a thumbs up.

Sentai Hare: I’ve fought small scale crime before, but nothing as big as this. The world is in danger of becoming influenced by the wrong sorts of people. I can only save this planet through the path of becoming the best bombshell and wrestler I can. HI-YAH!

Sentai Hare executes a jump kick and midway through it freeze frames. Large yellow text with the words “SENTAI HARE” spin out to a loud jazz sound. Commercial break.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Another SHELL!!! AXECITED!!!!!!
	SHE WILL NOT BE ABLE TO OVERCOME THE HIVE OF VILLANY THAT IS OCW!!!!!

The Diamond vs ???????

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Oh goodness!
	What a way to make an impact!

Pugh: WHAT IN THE BLUE HELL ARE YOU DOIN!

We join our OCW World Lightheavyweight Champion standing next to a town car outside the arena. On the floor before him, an open suitcase and a bumbling driver scrambling to collect strewn merchandise. Pugh is not pleased. That's 15 shirts at $15 a pop and this goddamn mark has dropped this sheeeeet in a puddle of friken' oil.

Pugh: Is that fookin' oil? This is why this company is in the goddam toilet. MOVE!

Young Pugh loses his mind and kicks the driver in the side, knocking him into the puddle of Castrol GT whatever... as the driver tumbles, his immaculate suit begins to soak up the sticky mess.

Pugh lets out a hearty laugh before being approached by a member of the OCW production crew. He sighs and looks into the lens

Pugh: H2O promo?

The camera moves up and down. Pugh nods and clears his throat

Pugh: Alright. H2O last week you did it again. All over again. You let me down boy. Now I've seen you on the vidyas, I've seen you on the internet and now I've seen you up close and personal and I've gotta say something kid. I'm not impressed

The driver begins to stand up, interupting Pugh's flow - for about 2 seconds, until Pugh sends him spiralling back to the floor.

Pugh: Now brother I know they're pullin for you out there... I know they're pulling for you in here... i know they're all pullin for you in the office but brother - there's no happy ending for you come Sunday. See kid -

Pugh: I might have dragged you to a half decent match at Certified Greatness but apparently there's rumblings that I can't cut it. People are saying that the old man has lost a step. People are saying that I might not have what it takes anymore... because of what you did at Certified Greatness... so do you know what that means kid?

He grips the camera by the lens and shakes it side to side as if to say "no"

Pugh: No? It means that at Road 2 Glory... I'm gonna make an example out of you. I told you this was my division to control - to Destroy.

Pugh: Don't get it twisted, at CG i wasn't ready... I wasn't on it... but on Sunday. Washington DC. The Main Event. The big show - the end of H2O... and the exclaimation point on the arrival of this goddamn division.

Pugh yawns. He's bored. Are you bored? I'm bored but I need you to understand that Pugh vs H2O is the Main Event of this show on Sunday. The main one.

The small guy title b. We made it. No more alts, no more 2 week reigns. The real World Title. So watch it! You might see me.... Pugh get his head kicked off and a new Champion crowned. That'd be nice right? I mean, it won't happen. But it might. So watch it.

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