Sebastian Abbott is walking backstage, getting ready his match, Ginger the intern was waiting by the interview area.

Ginger: Tonight...

Someone shouting cut Ginger off and the pair turned towards the commotion coming towards them, it was Cactus Gauge and he didn't look too happy.

Cactus stormed up to Seb and stood toe to toe looking the pom dead in the eye.

Cactus: Yo sideburns!

Seb: Not right now cactus. I need to watch Dennis’ match those skull guys. They are pretty ruthless.

Seb: See you later tonight... Rookie.

Abbott walks off leaving Cactus and his intern standing.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	The women are taking over tonight randy as up next it's Ace vs Amber.
	I just want Sophia.

Ace

vs

Amber Fowler

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Needs more Sophia!
	Ask for her number already, jeeze.

The Black - Cox dressing room was filled with noise of screams and reporters trying to get their message across. Dennis was on the edge of his seat as he watched the live feed of several civilians and firefighters working together to put out a resort fire that has raged on for four days now. He shook his head and covered his face with both hands. The guilt on his face was hard to deny.

Dennis: Oh my god...that could have been us.

Madison exited the restroom, damp towel in hand. She places it across on his back and over his shoulders. She spoke calmly, not bothering to look at the property damage she allegedly caused.

Madison: Let those men and women do their jobs. Tonight, you need to focus on doing yours. These newcomers called you a paper champion. I suggest you make an example of number one, or everyone will feel they can just speak out of turn.

She rubbed on his shoulders with the damp towel.

Madison: You follow me? Winning both tournaments is not the goal. But making a good showing is. The title comes first, always.

Though she relieved some of his tension, Dennis looked to his left. Her hand had some dry blood on it, undoubtedly from Sophia’s nose. He then then leaned back to use her chest as a pillow while he looked up at her. She wasn't quick to pull away like usual. Instead, she methodically massages his temples.

Dennis: What's going on with you?

Madison: I've never liked Sophia. If not for Ed, I would be Turmoil’s first women's Champion. All of that praise she is showered with. That attention from a hall of Famer in women’s wrestling. It would be mine. We would have two titles, Dennis. Two. I'll never forgive him…

Dennis: And Alex Robinson? Of all people? Why didn't you tell me?

Madison: We’re like minded women. We’re going to make sure that Willow and Sophia don't even make it to the pay per view. And besides...some veteran help is always good to have. You've already missed out on having Leon or Parker in your corner...so leave the politics to me. The locker room is a shark tank.

Dennis: So Mugen...Alex…

Madison: The Overlord and a former General Manager? Yes. Everything I've done is to help you. You might need them one day. Just as everything I will do in the near future is for your career. Jacob Trance might not even make it to the tournament if I'm asked to testify.

She ruffles his hair and walks back toward the bathroom.

Madison: Get ready, Champ. Time to show your dominance. Gotta get Sophia’s blood off of me. I'll be right back.

Dennis continues to lean back in his chair. The bathroom door was heard closing behind him.

Dennis: Parker...Leon...Mugen...Alex...Trance?

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I hope madison doesn't go into the bathroom. I had to take a number two in their bathroom earlier and I forgot to flush the chain.
	That poor woman.

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