Much like the King of OCW celebration, the inside of the ring was decorated for what would come next. Empty suits of armor lined the outside of the ring. Three of those empty suits of armor had Titles draped over their shoulders.

The first, was the original OCW Television Title. The second, the custom Television title that would become to be known as ‘Gretchen’. Last but not least, the third suit of armor had the Turmoil Heavyweight Championship draped over it. Malu’s name had yet to be taken off of it. A booming voice was heard echoing through the arena.

“Ladies, Gentlemen, and whatever Tank is...please rise for the Queen of Turmoil, the face of the resistance movement against the Skwad, a tactical mind unlike any other, the Strategist of Rev. Inc,...Madison Cox!”

Madison: Get a good look, ladies and Gentleman. Our dearest Gretchen will help rehabilitate Turmoil. The current Turmoil Heavyweight Title continues to serve as a reminder for...darker times. In my infinite wisdom, I will have professionals take the best parts of ‘our’ TV title and merge them with the Turmoil Heavyweight Title to help usher in a new era for Turmoil. Seeing as how shots at the TV title are going to be a charity...we’ve decided to bring the original back.

In the center of the ring was Madison, a musician holding a trumpet at his side, and a painting of Dennis holding both titles above his head at Summercide, a moment that would go down in Turmoil History...because she'll never let anyone forget.

Madison: Lately, seems like the thing to do around here to get some buzz is...shoot from the hip.

Madison pretended her free hand was a gun and made ‘pew pew’ noises before putting it back in her imaginary holster.

The audience chuckled.

Madison: Your Queen is far too classy for such things. Class personified indeed. Some have even gone so far as to call me entitled. Well to those i say this...you can’t spell ‘entitled’ without ‘title’. And i’ve got two, jerks!

Madison: I'm here for one reason and one reason only. To tell the story of my best friend. To tell the story of a man that almost had his career cut short before it even started. A man that had to overcome a supposed hierarchy on a roster that started off very small. A glass ceiling that only got higher when it suited the powers that be.

Madison: A man that was told he was too new, too small, too flippy, and not ‘over’ enough to be considered a main eventer on Turmoil. A man who became the Champion that no one wanted...

Madison: Whenever we argued that just about everyone on this brand was new… no one could muster a response. But then again, I suppose eight months in OCW makes one vastly superior to someone who has been here for six.

Madison: Admittedly, Dennis isn't one of the ‘cool’ talents around here. He doesn't have a catch phrase that makes you laugh. He’s not a face paint wearing clown. Never been chosen to represent OCW in feature films. Doesn’t perform wrestling moves on women half his side. He's not a bad ass with a leather jacket. Doesn't swear enough to cause a lot of fines to be thrown at OCW. He's a sweet man. A humble man. I suppose his appeal is that he's just an ordinary guy like the rest of you? I’m proud to say he’s my cosplaying ninja. I’d rather have ‘ONE’ Dennis Black than to manage one of the many leather jacket wearing, woman beating, juggalo, FCC fine accumulating talents that have been developed in this company.

Madison shrugged.

Madison: I'm sure he wasn't too urban.

This caused the audience to erupt. Madison paced around the ring, confused by the cheers. She blinks several times before looking to the camera.

Madison: Dennis’s Ascension to prominence will always be synonymous with my favorite pay per view. The place where he won the Television Title in the first place...Certified Greatness 2016. But let me help you set the stage for what would be the one of many slights against him.

Madison motions to the X - Tron that had just flickered on...

We join the television Segway monstrosity that has become Daryl Bradley in his office, the briefcase from before is sat on the desk.

Bradley: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight's ladder match will see someone's career come to an abrupt end, terminating their contract the moment their opponent touches the ground having seized this briefcase before me.
Bradley: However, I don't believe the risk is justified and as such I dispatched an OCW staff member to a disgusting mobile home in Sheffield to retrieve...

The briefcase pops open, revealing the old TV title.

Bradley: The television title. It had been getting used as a prop for a four piece indie rock band that you've probably never heard of, but I assure you they are jolly well good.

Bradley: With that being said the winner of tonight's ladder match will be announced the Television Champion and take up the mantle and prestige of this historic title.

Bradley sneers.

Bradley: And thankfully that welfare urchin Jimmy Henry can't win it... Much like tonight when... He sighs. Tank ruins your ability to walk, leaving it between two men that look and act like proper wrestlers... May the odds never be in your favor Jimmy... Toodles.

The camera zooms in on the TV title before fading to black.

The X - Tron flickers off and the scene shifts back to Madison adjusting her tiara.

Madison: So Dennis had to fight in a ladder match. The loser is gone from OCW forever, and the winner is awarded with a Title that was a prop for an indie rock band? A historic title that meant little to this company. That is what we were subjected to. Forced to fight for his career and told that what he was willing to bleed for...was a prop?

Madison: If OCW did not care about the TV title, how could any of you? All that mattered to our boss was that Jimmy Henry did not have it. A wrestler that no one considered to be much of anything was ‘gifted’ a championship that no one cared about...all so Jimmy Henry couldn’t have it. That was the hurdle of Dennis Black.

Madison raised her brow at the camera man. She walked closer to the camera and stomped on the man’s foot, her heel digging into the man’s toe. The view of the audience watching at home experienced the camera falling and rolling outside of the ring before it shifted to a different camera.

Madison: You don’t rush me, ever. I don’t give a damn that the Convoy, Trance, and Loki match went on far too long!

Madison: Now then...Dennis took his hurdles in stride, while i did my best to keep him motivated. Week after week he came out here and put his body on the line, having great matches while we were told he wasn’t good enough. Yet often enough, the show was stolen in the first hour. He wasn’t good enough...but it was okay that our top star was a drug addict. Hell, i was put through a table...and the show went on! I suppose the sequel of broke back mountain featuring Tank and Bradley is what Turmoil considered to be the best thing they had going.

Madison: Fast forward a few months later, after successfully defending against the likes of Big Ed and Jacob Trance, Dennis was not given an ounce of respect in OCW. Savage Saturday was the turning point. It wasn’t until Savage Saturday that people even started to realize that this young man existed after a hard fought battle with Jackson, who at the time was our current Turmoil Champion.

Madison: I decided I had to make it so that his talent was undeniable, unavoidable. So he started competing on the Riot brand as well. Dennis went on to compete three times in one evening at the King of OCW pay per view. We made it to the final four of the Riot tournament and lost a heart breaker to Parker. He dusted himself off and would come back to successfully retain his title against Abbot and secure the title of King in the finals against Bray. It was undeniable at that point, he had earned his opportunity and the attention of Malu, which would culminate in a clash of Champions at Summercide…

Madison adjusted the tiara on her head once more and looked to the stage. She sighed happily and pointed to the ramp. The musician raised his trumpet.

Madison: Turmoil, I present to you your reigning….

Madison: Defending!

Madison: Undisputed Turmoil Television Champion….

Madison: And your neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew Turmoil Heavyweight Champion, Dennis Black!!!

Dennis looked anything but pleased to be there, but Madison didn’t seem to notice as she quickly handed him a second mic. He did his best to force a smile and wave to the audience before returning his attention to Madison. The musician continued to play his trumpet in a lower tone.

Madison: I just want to tell you, here and now. That you’re an inspiration to me.

She motions for the camera to focus on Dennis.

Madison: I mean, for you to go to war with Malu...and then rush back to aid Steve, a man who attacked you only days before your match? You even made sure I got to safety before you ran back to a no win situation. Ladies and Gents, chivalry is alive and well within Dennis Black.

Madison: But before Dennis gives a speech that only royalty can provide. I wanted to let Dennis and his true fans experience the next big piece of news together. Summercide wasn’t the only huge accomplishment he made this week…

She points upward. Madison and Dennis both looked to the ceiling as a large glass mural slowly descended to the center of the ring. Dennis’s eyes widened and Madison smirked.

Madison: You've all seen it here first. Turmoil’s very own Dennis Black has been chosen as one of two stars to grace the cover of OCW 2K17, ‘The King Edition’. You're on the cover of the Ps4 version!

The audience starts to cheer loudly. Dennis looks a bit overwhelmed as Madison continues speaking.

Madison: In this year's 2K showcase, fans will get to relive some of your matches this season. Starting with your debut against Jimmy Henry! I mean, you are even your very own stand alone DLC pack this year, filled with your Lution, Savage Lands, And Summercide attires!

Dennis closes his eyes as Madison looks to the camera.

Madison: Get yours fast, folks! Supplies are limited as Dennis will autograph the first five hundred copies so-

Madison was cut off and startled by the smacking sound of Dennis’s boot connecting with the trumpet player’s chin. A super kick for the ages. The musician fell to the ground and his trumpet flew out of the ring. Madison dropped the mic in shock as Dennis’s tantrum continued with him pushing down the mural down, shattering it.

She steps away from him until her back is against the turnbuckle. He kneels and picks up his mic before looking at her.

Dennis: This isn't me! None of this crap is me. I don't care about being on the cover of a game with terrible online servers! I don't care about the lights, the attention, none of it. I didn't sign up for a war. To have to look over my shoulder every minute i'm in an arena. I'm a wrestler, plain and simple. I'm came here to compete and win. That's it!

Madison: O-oh okay...calm down. I just-

Dennis: No!

Dennis: You've made each and every decision for me, without letting me get a word in. What i eat, when i eat, how i train, and when i do it.

Madison: I, well…

Dennis: I fought Ed, for you. Trance, for you. Abbot, for you. I joined Rev. Inc because you felt it was a good decision. I helped Versus and Ortiz, for you. I got beat down and left for dead by Majin, Parker, Matsuda, and their nameless goons because of you. I trusted Leon and Alex because of you...and where did that get us?

Madison: I…

Dennis: What do we have to show for it, Madison? An even bigger target on my back and allies that I can't trust to have my back. Where were they Sunday night, huh? I was fed to a pack of wolves.

Madison: ...Dennis-

Dennis: No. I'm making this next decision for ‘me’.

Dennis looks to the nearest camera and points.

Dennis: Malu! I hope you're watching. Because I want you to listen clearly. I'm man enough to admit I didn't beat you at Summercide, I survived you. That doesn't sit well with me. In fact, it's going to haunt me until I get another crack at you. Regardless of the sides we have chosen and your poor taste in friends, I respect you. I need to beat you, and you need to beat me without controversy.

Madison pushed herself away from the corner and Dennis pointed for ther to remain there. So she did with pleading eyes.

Dennis: September to Remember. Me and you. Round two. No clock, no Madison, no Rev. inc, no Skwad. Just two of the best in this company settling a score. But I don't just want any old match. Anyone can get a lucky pin or submission here and there under the right circumstances. I don't want luck! I want a definitive loss or victory. Last man standing! Something that cannot be argued nor contested.

Dennis: If I'm unable to beat you to the point where you can't get back to your feet, then maybe Summercide was a fluke. But if I beat you at September to Remember...that's twice. That means I'm the better man, and you've got to stand in this ring and admit that, period. I'll take several losses this month if that's what it takes to be healthy for our match. And trust me...I ‘will’ be back to good health for our match. You aren't getting an easy road.

Dennis steps closer to the camera: Ball is in your court. You going to let Majin give you help to fight a man that's half your size, or are you going to be the warrior that I know you are and accept my challenge to come alone? Guess we’ll find out.

Dennis looks to Madison and hands her the mic before gingerly exiting the ring. He approaches the vacant suit of armor and takes the original Television Title. Dennis drapes the original TV title over his shoulder and walks up the ramp. The episode ends with the camera zooming in on his custom TV title and the current Turmoil Heavyweight Championship.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I think Dennis just signed his own death warrant!
	I don't know, this looks like a more serious Dennis Black.

	What a night...
	Next week is going to be huge.

	I don't know if we're ready for what's to come though?
	Next week the Skwad will be here and let's not forget about the TV championship match.

	It's going to be a barn burner for sure. I just hope we get to see it.
	Until next week folks. We will see you then.