Watering Hole is set with three bar stools grouped together and two new vertical screens with the Watering Hole logo on them. The old bar set up sits in the background next to the ropes as Cactus enters the ring.

Cactus: Ladies and Gentleman, Boys and Girls, Patrons of all ages - Welcome to the Watering Hole!

Cactus: I have missed you guys.

Cactus: It’s good to be back with my Patrons!

Cactus: With the Future Investment well under way, and with much pain in my anus, this means my next two guest are big players in the tournament.

::GONG!::

::GONG!::

::GONG!::

Blackness consumed the arena. The arena was still. This was not the entrance music of anyone from Turmoil. The gong sounded again, prompting a nervous jolt from the crowd. Who had Cactus invited as guests?

A brilliant flame exploded from the stage and continued after brief pauses. The wisp of flames would disappear and plunge the crowd into an inky night. During the flashes 10 druids appeared carrying two caskets on their shoulders.

The morbid procession slowly moved to the ring. Once they made it to the ring, the two lead Druid left position and strained the bottom rope to make way for the coffins. The remaining Druids pushed both coffins into the ring and silently marched out of the arena.

Cactus looked confused.

With great hesitation he began to creep towards the coffins. He reached out to lift the door, but both caskets slowly opened. Cactus backed up with a “fuck that” look on his face.

First Austin Lee sat up from his slumber, then B-17 rose from his. Upon realizing who they were the crowd began to boo loudly.

Cactus: …. Nice coffin ….

B17 raised a mic he had brought with him: It’s a little tight for me, but for a petite.... it’s a perfect fit. How’s yours, Lee?

Lee: I’m a little too tall for this one, definitely made for someone much shorter. Possibly for the size of a small child, maybe even a young preteen who hasn't hit puberty yet.

Both men stepped out of their respective coffins and began visually sizing them up.

B-17: Yeah, definitely best suited for an afterlife under 5ft.

Cactus gives an uncomfortable cough. B-17 and Lee turn to stare at him.

Cactus: If the Cancer Society wins this tournament, what will happen to the beloved champion of Turmoil?

#Austin Lee kneels down and begins banging his head against the coffin as Cactus had referred to them as the Cancer Society.

Lee: INVICTUS!

B-17: Beloved champion? You mean me? It’s already guaranteed. The FI is my absolute, my ace in the hole, the cancer that will deface this place.

Cactus: You seem like a man who always has a plan. Willing to give us a peek on how you will make that happen?

B-17: Longevity, I have the virtue of time. Cancer can kill in two weeks, two months, two years. It doesn’t really matter when, it just matters when you begin to gasp desperately for breath, you cough blood, and that lump that she told you get looked at years ago becomes a grotesque reminder of your impending death.

Cactus: And Lee? What about him?

B-17: Lee can speak for himself.

Lee: Speak about what? How Invictus continues to fill this house every week. #Your welcome by the way….About how I have proven to these sheep just what I am capable of in this ring?

Lee: You want to know the true reason why I have been able to improve myself in this ring….. because Iron sharpens Iron my friend.

Lee: Just like how Sid and B rose the occasion to fight each other me and Bingo will do the same and do what top guys do as Invictus takes control of the future of this company.

Cactus: Can we look forward to clean matches, or will you guys be able to keep yourselves from cell growth during a match?

Lee: You can expect Invictus to take care of Invictus. People got a problem with that then they should grow a set and step up we aren't hard to find. What you think B?

B-17: You can expect us to eradicate The Scottish League before settling our own differences. But a better question....how haven’t you died yet?

Cactus: I drink a lot of orange juice and take my vitamins.

Cactus: Plus, I am not going anywhere as long as you two are around. Without a fight, cancer is just a virus that passes after it’s time is done. I plan on not only being a fight, but being here to watch you pass.

B-17:....That’s not how it works….

Cactus: Let’s put a stint in this and wrap it up. Lee, how long can you continue to play the second man in a 3 man gang?

Cactus leans back on the bar and grabs his small glass with some type of adult beverage inside.

Lee: We aren't a gang, a team, or whatever else you want to use to try and describe Invictus.

Lee: Invictus is Invictus…. And far as playing the second I could ask you that same question. Seeing how that's the only thing you seem to do well is play the number two man here.

Cactus: Touche’ my cancerous friend. Until next time my two un-dead friends. Until next time.

Scene ends with Cactus toasting B17 and Austin.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I got cancer just listening to B-17.
	Bit harsh coming from you.

	Harsh but true, what match have we got next Randy?
	Jeremiah Tully looks to get his first win as he takes on one half of the Scottish league Wrex. This match is coming up next.

Jeremiah Tully

vs

Wrex

The camera pans to the announce team.

	If wishes were fishes the world would be an ocean.
	Haha.

The scene fades into the castle we see T.Blade standing on a platform, he is now armed with weapons he appears to have found in the castle. The most prominent is the whip tied around his right forearm.

Two vampires rush him, but are met with lashes from the whip, causing them to burst into ash instantaneously.

HIDE: Dad! Look Out!

We see T.Blade duck down as a werewolf lunges over him, he grabs the Giant Cross off of his back and throws it at the beast. The Cross vaporizes the werewolf on contact and then returns to his hand like a boomerang.

Three skeletons pop up, but before they can do anything Ryu reaches into his jacket and throws three Daggers, shattering the spooky skellingtons instantly.

RYU: Things are starting to ramp up, we must be getting close to the Night King’s sanctuary.

A freakishly large suit of armor comes to life almost as soon as he finishes his bold claim. Before it can even begin lumbering towards him he grabs the silver Axe out of his gun holster and flings it at the armor’s chest

As soon as it makes contact the suit of armor lurches forward and falls apart, he jogs over and grabs the axe out of the armor and places it back in the holster.

RYU: E Z P Z, come on Hide, let’s finish this.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	S**T JUST GOT BATS**T CRAZY!
	It just keeps getting stranger around here.

Stacy Clark walks to the men’s locker room and knocks on the door. Music can be heard through the door, but no answer. Weird Al’s parody “Just Eat It” seems to be the music of choice. Stacy slowly opens the door where she finds Cactus Gauge doing push-ups. Startled, Cactus quickly stands up and grabs a towel as he turns down the music.

Cactus: Stacy, sorry, I didn’t know anyone was in here. Just getting ready for the show tonight.

Stacy: Tonight you face Loki, any plan?

Cactus: Win Stacy. That’s always the plan.

Cactus: Now, that’s not what always happens, but such is life. The measure of a man is how you respond to difficult situations that happen.

Cactus: Life is like photography. You need the negatives to develop. I plan on making some beautiful pictures every time I get in that ring and in front of the great Patrons of Turmoil!

Stacy: Are you concerned that Bray or the Cancer Society will get involved tonight?

Cactus: Stacy, I am concerned about Loki. That man is a monster inside that squared circle. If you take Loki lightly, you’ll be picking your teeth up from the dentist after your ER visit. If I don’t give Loki 100%, then I’ll be taking a pin. No, not tonight Stacy. Tonight Loki is getting 1000% from me.

Cactus: With that said, if you don’t mind, I need to get back to getting ready. As always Stacy, it’s a pleasure.

Scene ends with Cactus turning back up the music and leaving towards the ring because his match is next.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Will tonight be the night Loki will die?
	We're about to find out.

Cactus

vs

Loki

The camera pans to the announce team.

	What the?
	Outta no where!

The scene opens up in an undisclosed locker room, the door to said room opens and in walks Seb Abbott, followed by Ginger the intern.

As the door closes Ginger takes a seat at the table in the centre of the room before Seb can offer him one.

Ginger: On Riot you attacked Jackson Montgomery before your match, why?

Seb stroked his moustache trying to remember what had happened.

Ginger: You were seen following Jackson into the locker rooms, surely you remember this?

Seb: To be honest following my match with B-17 I haven't been myself, it's like I was in a roofied haze of confusion. So I really don't remember jumping Jackson.

Ginger: Right, but you did. Are you not worried that Jackson will come after you?

Seb: Worried? About Jackson? Ha hell no, like I said I don't remember it so in my mind it didn't happen.

Ginger muttered: But it did.

Ginger: Anyway. In a few weeks you take on the Irradiated cancer filled Cactus, the broken greek Bray and the bong ninja and fellow Rev Inc team mate Dustin White in the Versus Memorial match. How do you think you'll fair?

Seb: What's the prize for winning this match? Then I'll tell you how I'll fair.

The intern looked puzzled for a moment as he went through his notes.

Ginger: I actually don't know. Can you give me your answer anyway?

Abbott shook his head and grinned.

Seb: Nope, you'll just have to find out. Now if you don't mind you need to f*ck ooff.

With the interview now concluded Ginger got up and left, Seb sat where he was and looked at his phone. As the camera was blacking out, Seb can clearly be seen swiping left on his phone....

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I think Seb needs to tone down on all that cursing, it's not good for you health.
	I dare you to go up to him and tell him that.

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