The camera once again pans to the titantron as we take a look back what happened after the TJB and Dennis Black match.

R.D. Money kicked the bottom rope that faced the stage before marching around the ring. The veteran was worked up and looked ready to go war as the crowd chanted his name. He pointed toward the Turmoil Champion and motioned for him to get back in the ring. With a hand on his jaw, Dennis obliged and made his way back toward the ring.

The audience was now on their feet. The arena filled with boos as Madison stood between her champion and an uncertain outcome against the Hall of Famer. She whispered something into his ear before she and Dennis looked back to the ring. Both smiled and started to walk backwards up the ramp.

The Hall of Famer yelled that the pair were frauds before returning to the aid of his son. The audience clapped as TJB was helped to his feet and had his hand raised by his father.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Now do you see what I was saying Tom? You really believe he is a face after that? He's the champion and he's supposed to set an example but tonight he crossed the line!
	I agree Randy. But the look on RD's face says it all!

The enigmatic and often problematic Loki is stumbled upon backstage as he prepares to leave for the night after a hard fought and grueling match. It appears he has managed to get changed, though his Sesame Street t-shirt is quite clearly on back to front. His Pokemon backpack is on the floor as he throws various items into it.

He pulls out a rock with a face drawn on it.

Loki: Chester! Chill.

He puts the rock in the bag, before pulling out a rubber chicken.

Loki: Captain Clucker! Definitely chill.

It too enters the bag. He then pulls out a pair of safety scissors.

Loki: Sharp. Not chill.

He places it on top of the locker, this time taking out a stuffed owl. His face contorts, combating with conflicting emotions. Slowly, he drops it into the bag, letting out a forlorn sigh.

Loki: Owl god is chill...

At that, Loki is hurled forward, his head smashing off of the inside of the locker as the door comes flying off. The culprit backs up with an expression of personified rage and a bleeding arm, caused by the force used and the removal of the door. It's Jacob Trance.

Loki curls up on the floor almost in the fetal position, reaching for his stuffed owl. He manages to grasp it, curling up around his feathered friend protectively before a boot is placed on his face.

Trance: Oh hi there... In case you've forgotten who I am... I'm the guy that's carried your ass for almost a year, I'm the guy who at the detriment of his own career helped you. I'm the guy that bought in to the fairy tale story that Turmoil loves to tell, I let you have your boyhood dream come true, but now... Now Loki it's time for the nightmare to be woken up to.

Loki makes a complaining moan only to receive a kick in the ribs as Jacob backs up, surveying his former friend.

Trance: This is the guy that staff warned you about, oh how you should have heeded that, I'm the guy that casts people aside if it benefits me because I'm done with the participation posse, I'm done with the entitlement era and I've got some bad news for the people sitting up on a throne in castle polyethylene... A good number of others are too.

Trance sneers.

Trance: You piece of s-bleep-! You're always so god damned happy... I'll give you a clue as to what's coming... A sound of thunder... I'll see you shortly.

Jacob delivers another kick to the prone Loki and goes to exit the locker room as security enter. They survey the scene and receive the most jovial smile from Trance as the camera focuses on Loki, moaning in pain, checking on his stuff owl as we fade to black.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	They are all returning tonight.
	Good job Trance, someone needs to put that abomination in check.

	The time has come as the Butcher and Malu take on Gentleman Jack and Bill Ding.
	I think we should get behind the barricade with these fans for this one Tom.

The Butcher & Malu

vs

Bill Ding (c) & Gentleman Jack

The camera pans to the announce team.

	They now have the momentium going into Certified Greatness.
	I hope they can still comeback after that.

The OcW Hall of Famer, R.D. Money bursts into the General Manager’s Office. Regan looks up from his desk as R.D. Firmly slams both hands down on the desk. Regan leans back in his seat in order to get a good look at the Hall of Famer. He motioned to the chair across from him. The theme music of the winning team in tonight’s main event could still be heard from down the hall.

Regan: "Have a seat."

Bentley: "Na I'm good."

Regan: "A conversation needs to be had."

Bentley: "You need to do something about Revolution Inc."

Regan: "What they did to your son last week was wrong. But that compared to things you and I have both seen in this company over years. Hell, you've done worse."

Bentley: "Don't make it right."

Regan reaches to the small table behind him and grabs a pair of shot glasses. He sets them on the table before reaching for a bottle filled with brown alcohol. The smell was strong enough to raise the dead. Regan pours a glass for R.D. and slides it to him.

Regan: "I know why you're here."

The Hall of Famer nods to Regan before downing his shot.

Regan: "But know this. You're doing exactly what she wants. The attack last week. The match tonight. The chair never reached your son. You struck the first blow on Dennis Black, Bentley. All of this. All of it, was payback for the Clash."

Regan pours R.D. another shot.

Regan: "Revolution Inc is not the problem. Nor is Dennis Black. I have high hopes for that young man. You know who the real problem is. I'm sure Versus knew as well before he..."

Both men grew quiet.

Bentley: "This my boy we talking bout Regan. Damn all this talk about Black’s potential. These fists are gonna do some damage. All you gotta do is make it official."

Regan: "Very well. At the Clash. It's going to be Dennis Black defending the Turmoil championship against you."

Mr Bentley: "Now that's what I am talking about."

Regan: "Just be careful. Dennis and Madison are not to be taken lightly."

Bentley: "Neither is a Father on a mission, Regan."

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Looks like we got our main event match for Turmoil!
	This is going to be good but I hope Mr Bentley knows what he's signing up for.

	Only time will tell, anyway that's all we have for tonight. Thanks for joining us and we will see you next week.
	Good night and god bless you beautiful people!