Madison Square Garden. The World’s Most Famous arena. Home of Bruno, The Rangers and tonight - a civil dispute between two of OCW’s greatest ever competitors.

The reason? Merch money. Specifically your merch money YOU FUGGIN MARK…

The scene opens with the OCW Lightheavyweight Championship belt flying across a crowded concourse in the upper deck of this hellhole venue.

Several of these animal fans dive to try and catch it before it comes to a halt at the feet of a chubby child (Chinese if you were wondering). He bends down to lift the title belt off the sticky floor before being met with a THWACK!

The camera spins to catch Paul Pugh crack the kid across the face with a large foam Anthony Baker hand - 10 fingers on the same fist (priced at $14.99).

The kid sprawls to the ground, his head ricocheting off the title belt, letting out a huge wail.

Pugh: Ah hell… that’s another lawsuit. Get up kid.

He grabs the kid by the back of the pants and lifts him up… slowly, this kid is about 200lbs and places him upright next to his shocked father. Pugh checks the kid for blood and a big smile comes across his face.

Pugh: You’re good kid! Barely any bruising. Is this your dad?

The kid’s face is covered in tears and snot as he nods. Pugh turns to the dad.

Pugh: You wanna take better care of your kid sir. Look at him - he’s a mess! Covered in his own damn filth like a goddamn mark. Granted I caused some of it. Here’s something for the trouble.

Pugh reaches deep into his fanny pack and rummages around for a few seconds. He then pulls out a crisp $10 bill and puts it in the dad’s top pocket.

Pugh: That’s worth like… 6 Million Yen for you people right? Great. Oh and something for him too…

Pugh hands the Baker hand to the child and sagely nods. The child accepts the kind gift as Pugh pulls some hand sanitizer from his fanny pack - a liberal squirt into his hand and he rubs them both together.

Pugh: ...What a dirty child you are. NOW!

He spins on his heels and walks over to the table where all manner of shirts, hats and title belts are being sold. He scoops up his own title belt on the way and immediately begins to tear down every single Tiberius Dupree shirt from the display stand.

Once the stands are empty of all Betterness branded shirts, he turns to address the crowd.

Pugh: Ladies and Gentlemarks - welcome to your new and improved stand of merchandise. Before we can get started extracting your dollars from your pockets we must present a little sparkle - a little razzmatazz. A FIRE SALE!

With a swish of his hand and a blast of his Zippo lighter, the stack of shirts he previously created immediately catches ablaze. Fans begin to scatter from the area as the flames take hold.

This is a metaphor right? A FIRE sale… we’re burning “The Fire” merch… it has two meanings. There’s actual fire here. Look at it. Those flames must be like… five feet high. They went up like gasoline - these are some poor quality shirts.

For great quality shirts at reasonable prices - HAUSOFHOOT.com. This is the end of this part - you can leave now.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	.......
	:)

Cole Kappa vs Flynn

The camera pans to the announce team.

	right on the button!
	He is going to feel that in the morning!

The scene opens with Wrex backstage sitting on a fold out chair, watching people he has never seen before go by when all of a sudden the one person he hoped he wouldn't see today appears.

Jim Black Excuse me Wrex.

Wrex Of course, course you just had to work both shows, course it was too much to ask for just a few days without having to hear that stupid voice.

Jim Black Uh W-

Wrex What do you want Jim?

Jim Black I just wanted to ask about your match against Vincent Winters.

Wrex He's pasty, he hits like a truck, he's beat me before, I've beat him before. Yada yada yada that everything? wonderful great now please f**k off.

Jim Black Speaking of loss, wasn't he your first loss with the company.

Wrex Your point Jim? Sure he beat me, I beat him and everyone else in his circus, this is old news. Just like tonight will be in a few weeks. Tonight doesn't matter to me in the long run Jim. I beat him, he beats me whatever. What matters to me right now, more than anything is three days from now, when I have a chance to earn a one way ticket right to destiny at the dome, that's all I think about right now. And all that matters in the long run about tonight Jim is leaving this building uninjured and in somewhat decent shape for then. There you got your answer.

As Wrex gets up and begins to leave Jim speaks up.

Jim Black Oh yeah, Sid was looking for you.

That stops him in his tracks as he turns around.

Wrex He isn't here tonight.. is he?

Jim Black He might be, not sure.

Wrex Well then.

Wrex pushes Jim out of the way, folds up the chair he was on, picks it up and turns around to leave again.

Wrex I need this more than you do.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	He is focused on the future!
	But he better, focus on the present or he might not make it to Friday!

The Camera Pans To The Ring!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	MY GOD!
	Good heavens!

We fade in to the Rev Inc locker room. The roundtable seems to be fairly sparse, the only person having a seat is Nate Ortiz. Nate's phone rings and he picks it up.

Nate: Hey Doc, how is she?

A moment passes before Nate nods.

Nate: That's good to hear. I'll be down to see her myself in a bit. All right. See you soon.

Nate puts the phone on the table and turns to his right as he sees a poster of the Rev Inc crew when they were all together. He turns back and sighs. He gets up out of his seat and opens the door to the hallway.

He takes a walk down and looks toward a nearby water fountain. He starts walking toward it when his leg bumps into something. He doesn't see anyone in front of him, so he looks down to see that Bubba was right there. He gets on a knee.

Nate: Hey there little guy.

Bubba grunts, not looking like he's in the best of moods.

Nate: Not happy with what happened on Turmoil?

The lion groans and shakes his head.

Nate: I saw that Tiffany got hurt and Drago was right there beside her. I had no choice but to defend her. I'm sorry.

Both Nate and Bubba sigh.

Nate: But hey, regardless of what happens between Drago and I and the rest of Rev Inc, you've always been cool in my book.

Nate reaches into his bag pulling out a prime piece of steak. Bubba raises his head and smiles at Nate. The G.T.G.O.A.T. reaches out and pets Bubba for a few seconds before handing him the steak, he then stands back up.

Nate: I've gotta get going. I'm sure you have someone or something to attend to as well.

Bubba nods and starts to walk off as Nate looks back.

Nate: Some of the things I see.....

Nate looks back one more time at Bubba before exiting.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	This breaks my heart.
	Why does Nate carry raw meat in his bag! UPIR, UPIR!!

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