As Leo Grimm gets to his feet after his match, B17 and the Lost Boys’ theme hits! All three men walk out of gorilla to stand on the stage, but only B17 carries a mic in his hand.

B17: Seems to me you think we’ve forgotten about you. Now, you may be forgettable… and I may have bigger fish to fry… but you did destroy my car. That is an act of disrespect, Leo Grimm. And Kasstianity brooks no disrespect. Boys!

B17 drops the mic and gives the thumbs down to Grimm, before turning and leaving the arena to his followers.

Parker and Sparks nod in sync, heading down the ramp on a mission! Leo growls, and rushes the two as they climb in the ring, attempting a double clothesline!

He’s slowed down by fatigue, though, and the boys are quick enough to duck the attempt and start laying in kicks to his back and midsection! Leo lashes out with a wild haymaker, catching Sparks, who stumbles back.

He punishes Parker with a cross chop to the throat, but as he decides who to focus on, they close in again and resume the attack. They force Leo to his knees, but just as they do, the PA blares some camera noises… followed by the word ACTION!

By this, the crowd knows Justin Jehst is here to the rescue, but as soon as his theme starts, it’s supplanted by the opening to Peace Dog as Cort Marshall emerges as well!

The two men share a look before pointing to the ring in the manner of a certain hot dog-skinned bulkster, mouthing “YOU!!!” at the Lost Boys. Cort notices B’s mic left on the ground and snatches it before the two men rush down the ramp and back up Leo!

They begin trading blows with Parker and TY, before the latter decide they’re outnumbered and make a quick exit via the other side of the ring.

Cort brings the mic to his lips as Jehst struts around the ring, showing off his guns.

Cort: LET ME BE THE FIRST TO SAY…

Cort: WE TOLD YOU SO.

Cort: We warned you, again and again. That Kasstianity was not some goofy glee club. That they were NOT just a flash in the pan. And all it takes is for us to head out on a nice brotherly road trip one day for the whole effin’ SHOW to get taken over.

Jehst shakes his hair back behind his shoulders and leans into the mic.

Jehst: It’s a shame that Mr. Dupree was absent last week, and that’s half the reason they got away with it, but COME - ON! He shouldn’t have to worry about freaky-deeky haunted house rejects taking over Turmoil!

Cort: Point is… I was right all along, like I always am. And now, Leo… do we have a deal?

Leo turns from menacing the Lost Boys at the ropes to regard Cort and Jehst.

Leo: You…

Leo: I do not trust you.

Cort scowls.

Cort: Oh for fu--

Leo points at Jehst.

Leo: But you’re all right.

Jehst shrugs as Cort glares at him.

Leo: And it’s clear that I will need more soldiers to show the Kasstians their path to deliverance…

The crowd starts to cheer as they hear him begin to accept the offer.

Leo suddenly throws a hand up in the air, the universally-known gesture for CHOKESLAM! Cort jumps back but Leo lets out a low rumbling laugh, lowering it for a handshake.

Cort looks at it nervously, but Jehst takes the initiative, putting his hand to Leo’s. Cort follows and the three men raise their arms, spinning to play to the crowd. The Lost Boys continue to stalk the exterior of the ring, waiting for a chance to strike.

Jehst takes the mic from Cort.

Jehst: Well there ya have it, ladies and gentlemen! This cast of two has become a cast of three, and we’re about to take these Kasstians straight to DVD!.

He points to the Lost Boys, who blow him off, shaking their heads.

Jehst: This isn’t over between us. Sparks, Parker, you’ve got the meanest, angriest Jehst you’ve seen since I beat Capo’s ass!

Jehst: I may be Hollywood made, but I’m OCW-grade, and once you’re down for the count your oh-so benevolent boss is gonna have to answer for all he’s done. What do we think about that?!

He raises the mic and the crowd cheer him, their mixed feelings about Cort not present with Jehst.

Sparks: I think you can run your mouth all you want, but I beat you. Give Parker another chance, and he’ll beat you too.

Parker: You think the numbers game is all that was helping us win? We’re no minions. We’re no… slaves to the system. Kasstianity has FREED us from the system and unlocked our potential! Our potential to HURT! To FIGHT! To WIN!

Sparks: To destroy your hierarchy and make our own!

Parker: You want us… you got us. CQC was a misstep. You take us on in tag team action and we’ll use everything we learned against them… to take. You. APART!

Parker spikes the mic much like B17 did as Sparks nods. The two men gesture rudely at the trio in the ring as they exit, music playing.

”I’m Alive!” hits over the PA System as The OCW World Heavyweight Champion steps foot on the stage in front of the large capacity crowd here in Madison Square Garden.

The fans themselves explode with cheers as we bare witness to the evolution of The Good Light illuminating the stage where H2O stands.

As he stands there, The Good Light turns Harvey Ocean into many different shades and colors much like his OCW career. The Good Light dissipates and Harvey starts to make his way to the ring.

As he gets ringside, he makes no hesitation to step inside the squared circle and heads towards the center of the ring.

He stands in the middle of the ring as per usual but this time he doesn’t even signal for his mic to descend from the rafters. It just does on cue.

It stops right near his face as the lights dim down in the arena. The OCW World Heavyweight Champion begins to speak.

H2O: I’m alive!

Crowd pops.

H2O: I am more alive now that I ever was before. There’s a strange mystique when you become The OCW World Heavyweight Champion. Previous title holders feel like it’s a burden to carry such a prestigious title.

H2O: But there’s no burden at all for Harvey Hamilton Ocean! Not this time OCW Universe! I’m having so much fun right now. My emotional meltdowns both in the ring and outside the ring are in the past.

H2O: But ONE MAN has a long history of emotional meltdowns!

H2O: ...One Man couldn’t let bygones be bygones. One Man decided to become an opportunist and doesn’t know that is his weakest trait.

H2O: One Man showed an emotional meltdown himself and punched The Head Superstar in the face after he tried to help The ONE MAN up after a match HE failed!

Crowd boos as Harvey nods his head up and down. He talks to the camera voiceless but you can read his lips saying, “I know. I know.”

H2O: I guess all of the old drug usage made your memory cloudy. He says that it was my fault that we lost to CQC. When in fact, not only I handled Rust but I handled Quartz as well! Alone!

H2O: It was then YOU that reached out your hand asking me to tag you in!

H2O: I know The Riptide has caused at least ONE MAN CTE. His memory and cognitive thinking skills are cloudy. But since I’m responsible for obliterating that part of his brain, take a look up there Universe.

H2O points to the X-Tron for everyone to see.

H2O: A clear image of EXACTLY what I spoke to Dupree about. An image of what I don’t want in my next opponent...a thirst bucket.

H2O: This is not your ordinary thirst bucket. This one is damn near legendary. But I’ll digress from that. I’m not mean spirited like I used to be. With that being said….

H2O: I made a decision with what I thought to be friend. Let’s take a look once again.

H2O: It clearly shows The Good Light quenching One Man’s thirst for a moment but then he falls to The Black Phoenix and his history and failure continues.

Harvey stops to let his point marinate with the fans live and millions and millions watching at home.

H2O: Bobby Minio! There won’t be a round 5! We talked about this already. We are even! But in case your CTE…kicks in again….

H2O: I won’t mind assisting to remind you just who the hell I am!

H2O: I can help your cognitive thinking and remind you how much of hell of an ally I can be. I can try to help you become a Grand Slam Champion that you wanna be by becoming The Undisputed Tag Team Champions with you.

H2O: Or….

H2O: KICK start your memory by simply Clashing with you for Round 5 and showing you just how much Alive I really am!

”Warrior” hits The PA System and the lights come back on. The fans erupt witnessing The Good Light intensify.

Harvey steps out of the ring and fist makes his way up the ramp as we fade to the next segment.

The Camera Pans To The Ramp!

The camera cuts in to an undisclosed location backstage at Madison Square Garden. The room is fairly mediocre, bar a table set up in the middle of the room.

Sat at the table is Antonio Everrett, dressed in his ring gear. There is no chair on the other side. He takes a sip from his water bottle and stares at the door as it slowly opens.

Emerging from the door is a rather stressed looking Terra Daturas. She comes in balancing three bowls in one hand and places it on the table, alongside a large dish that is being carried in her free hand.

Antonio: Are you absolutely sure I should be eating this much so close to my match?

Terra: Trust me, I would never make something that would possibly compromise your ability to compete! This is my garlic pasta. I promise you will not be able to tell the difference… but your body will.

Antonio glares down at the feast that has just been placed in front of him

Terra grabs a chair and places it opposite of Everrett. Antonio picks up a questionable faux noodle between his index finger and thumb examines it like a four year old. He places it back down.

Everrett: I am gonna need a fork or something to eat this you kn-

Terra suddenly and excitedly pulls out a very strange looking fork from her pocket, made seemingly of woven wood and plant, she reaches over and Antonio takes it from her grasp.

Antonio: Alright, alright, I think I’ve ran out of excuses, I’m only eating a little bit though, might save a bit for Ron.

Terra: Ron?

Antonio: Don’t worry about it.

Everrett chuckles to himself and takes a small portion of the garlic pasta and swallows it down. He eyes light up in surprise, not expecting the food to be as delicious as it is. Terra intertwines her hands together and places them under her chin, a wide smile emerges from her face.

Terra: So, how have you been since our last conversation?

Everrett initially can’t respond, due to the fact he is chewing another mouthful. He swallows it down quickly and responds.

Everrett: Well, you know, certainly better than last week for sure. I think being able to get back in the ring will do me no end of good, get my mind off of Doc for at least a little bit and focus on Bobby.

Terra: That is good news. The more you distance yourself from that hatred you have, the easier it will be to return in the right state of mind. You will be able to compete against someone without quite that level of hate in your heart.

Everrett: I was a competitor before Doc turned his back on me, and I sure as hell am going to be a competitor after I’m finished with him; I have no doubt I still have that fire, this is my livelihood for Christ’s sake.

Terra: Phantasticus! This is the mind set you must keep if you want to keep improving, but never forget that you must keep that balance.

Everrett flashes a smile at Terra.

Terra: I am glad to see you smiling more.

Everrett: I couldn’t have done it without you to be honest. Since our conversation last week, I’ve taken everything you said to me into account and I’ve adjusted my training accordingly. Physically, I am absolutely ready for Doc, no doubt. But mentally… maybe one final match before the big day is the final piece of the puzzle for my preparation.

Everrett looks down at the bowl intensely, his mind shifting to in-ring competition.

Everrett: Now then… I’m gonna save the rest for later, but this “pasta” is absolutely amazing. I do have another question for you, though...

Antonio stops eating and begins to get up.

Everrett: Sooo, since my last warm up partner kind of… you know… left, that means I’ve been left without one for a little while. I was wondering if you wanted to help me warm up tonight?

Terra’s face turns to excited confusion for a moment.

Everrett: Look, no worries if not, just I’ve kind of got a routine now and usually part of that used to be warming up with Doc. But as I said, if you’re busy, just pretend I never asked.

Terra’s shakes her head wildly with a smile on her face.

Terra: You can never be too busy to help a friend, Ant. Of course I will help you.

Everrett: You will? Great! Let’s not waste anytime, shall we?

With that, Everrett makes his way to the door and holds it open for Terra, who follows suit. The two walk off down the corridor as the scene fades out.

K'DANGELO vs. LEO GRIMM

Spider walks up to Parca and Stacy

RYU: Oh hi Parca! Didn’t notice you there. I see you’ve found the THOT section.

Stacy glares at Ryu

Parca moves right in front of Ryu’s face

Parca: Let me make myself very clear. That stunt you pulled last week? Not going to happen again. Just because your son somehow, someway took control of Turmoil doesn’t entitle you to try and gloat.

Parca: Now, as you can clearly see Parca does air quotes “Champ” I’m busy having a conversation with Stacy.

RYU: How Dare You young man. That’s Champ CHAMP, to you

Ryu adjusts both of his Championships on his shoulders

RYU: Just because I choose to rest my shoulders when I enter with one title, doesn’t mean you get to disrespect me like that. Very VERY rude.

Parca lets out a light laugh

Parca: Disrespect you? Like the disrespect you’ve done to those Parca points at the two titles on Ryu’s shoulders or the cowardly act that you did last week? Seriously? You’re the CHAMP CHAMP! And had to let your son’s powers go to your head? What kinda man are you.

RYU: I’m the only CHAMPION, that won a two on one match last week. Last week I proved I was better than Wrex and tonight I’m looking to put an exclamation point on that statement.

Parca: You talk about Wrex like you could beat him one on one. Yet AGAIN, your son took his powers too far and STOLE the CCW Championship from him. That shouldn’t have ever happened and what happened between us last week never should’ve happened either.

Parca clenches his fists as he gets even closer to Ryu

Parca: But.. that’s okay champ.. No no it really is. Because tonight? I don’t know if you have seen the card or anything but thankfully you and I meet again.

Parca: This time though? No Ligermask, no Kass, no Kasstianity goons around to help you. Sure you’ve beaten some tough people and I won’t discredit that.

Parca: But, you crossed a line that you shouldn’t have. So regardless, whether I win or lose tonight, I’m going out there to do one thing and one thing only.

RYU: Lose?

Ryu smirks in the face of the determined Parca

Parca: I’m going out there to hurt you Ryu.

Parca then shoves Ryu out of his face as both title belts drop to the floor

Parca: Oops.

Parca: Oh no, I’m sorry champ I didn’t notice you there.

Parca walks over and steps on the Silver version of the LHW Championship, while picking up the Blue version and hands it to Ryu

Parca:Looks like you dropped this champ. Parca half heartedly wipes off the blue version

Parca then walks away from Ryu as he walks over the silver version of the LHW title with both feet.

Ryu stands flabbergasted at the disrespect as the camera fades to black

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