H2O is sitting home alone on his couch watching Riot. He couldn't believe what transpired right before his very eyes last week; his dearly beloved walk down the aisle with Dennis Black. So he snatches the ring from around his neck and tosses it aside. 

The company gave him the night off to gather himself. 

As he sat there he finished listening to the promo Dennis Black just delivered. 

H2O: Has this man just lost his damn mind?! 

The phone rings. He leans over the side of the couch to answer it. Caller ID reads Kirk Ocean. H2O answers. 

H2O: Dad I already know why you're calling. 

Dad2O: Then you already know son I'm on my way to New York right now! 

H2O: No you're not! Don't give in to this guy, Pop. He can run Turmoil but he doesn't run Riot and he certainly doesn't run H2O. I'll handle this. 

Dad2O: Harvey, I'm coming to New York. I've already called out of work for the week. Your mother is coming. We all know what happened last time she was left here by herself. 

H2O: Dad, you don't understand this man wants you in the ring with him. He's going to hurt you to get to me! I'll get a title shot just not this way. Please? 

Dad2O: You pleaded your case son but you heard what I said. That kid you just called a man called me out on national television and said he was going to kick my head off. I'd like to see him try. 

Dad2O: I know I told you to be humble son. But there comes a time like he said where you gotta grow a spine and stand up for yourself. Later for everyone else. I'm doing this for my family. Who are you doing this for? Goodbye son. 

H2O hears nothing but dial tone and stares at the phone. He chucks the phone at the wall shattering it in pieces. 

Then he flips over his coffee table; knocking over his drink and coasters all over the floor. He walks over to the wall and pounds it with his fists. He rests his head against the wall. His body and soul looking tired. 

Then his eyes open as if life has returned to him. He turns around with his back against the wall catching his breath. He slowly turns his head towards the television where he paused Dennis Black smirking towards the camera. 

H2O: If Dennis Black lays a finger on my father; the title isn't only thing he's going to lose. Hmph, Heather was right about one thing. 

H2O: I was better without her. 

H2O stares at Dennis thru the TV with a smirk of his own as the scene fades.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	This is going to be a blood bath at Savage Lands!
	You don't mess with a mans family!

The Xtron Flickers On!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I...
	Amazing

We cut back to Ryu who is now surrounded by a gaggle of scantily clad women. Ryu looks extremely annoyed as the women chatter on.

Their leader stands up and walks over to the kitchen and begins shuffling through the drawers and cupboards

RYU: What are you looking for hun?

Head Groupie: That little honduran busta said you had coke?

Ryu raises his eyebrow confused

RYU: Of course we have Coke, we’re fluffing wrestlers. Why would you look for it in the cupboards though. It's in the fridge.

The groupie makes her way to the fridge and opens it. She begins roughly moving stuff aside looking for something. After a few moments Ryu gets annoyed and questions her again

RYU: What’s wrong now? You looking for Diet? I’m sure we have a few cans in the back.

The groupie pulls her head out of the fridge and shoots a look of utter disdain at Ryu

Head Groupie: Not COCA COLA, COCAINE you DUMMY.

Ryu slams his hands on the table and stands up in defiance

RYU: HOW DARE YOU! One of you better keep this floozy in her lane! No one calls me a dummy except for the people that call me dummy!

The camera fades as the situation continues to escalate

The camera pans to the announce team.

	STAY IN YOUR LANE!
	Lorda Mercy

Nate Ortiz vs Gentleman Jack

The camera pans to the announce team.

	On the nose!
	I can't Belive that!