After his match and much like last week, Basil Dello Russo signals for a mic. Once he is handed one he wastes no time speaking his mind.


Basil Dello Russo: I'm a very powerful man, I have cities across this country under my thumb. I have of legions of loyal compatriots who have never even met me before but are still ready at any moment to carry out an order of mine.

Basil breathes in deep, calming the rage inside of him down and then resumes speaking.

Basil Dello Russo: Last week, a couple goofballs off their little island of misfit toys decide to get gutsy. Attack my men and then take a bigger step and go after me, never has a bigger mistake been made. I could have both of you and the rest of your rag tag group's heads mailed out all across the world by tomorrow if i wanted to, but this one i'm taking into my own hands. And trust me, that's going to be a whole lot worse.

His hand clenches hard on the mic, nearly breaking it.

Basil Dello Russo: There is no running, there is no hiding, you can fight as hard as you want but it won't be enough. Im going to show you two exactly what you got yourselves into. 

He rage reaches a fever pitch, and he destroys the microphone, he quickly leaves.

***

The young attorney is seen trotting backstage, though in a confused state because her and her brother arrived at different times. Her calls have been met with no response, which troubled her. She shrugs off a few individuals giving her long, agitated responses before shoving a catering server in the back, hoping he’d have a clear answer.

Ace: Hey bub, you seen Ali?

Server: Bray? He’s... down the hall, take a right. Think I saw him eating some burgers.

Ace: F**king burgers? Son of- Preciate it, food person.

She begins her walk.

Ace: Damn fool’s gonna get too fat. Trance fat.

She makes her way down the hall and turns toward the catering area.

Ace: Hey, Ali!

Dennis looks up from his furious cell phone texting and raises a brow at the approaching attorney. He gave her an annoyed look before grinning as he put his phone away.

Dennis: As luck would have it, I’m looking for your dearest brother as well, Ace. Was hoping he would do what is best for himself and all of Turmoil and sitting out his match with me tonight. Gotta stay rested for my Title matches next Sunday.

Ace looks the champ up and down, scoffing as she does.

Ace: That’s the funniest thing I’ve heard from you in a while, baby feet. I dunno about you, nor do I care, but I’m pretty sure what’s best for Ali and best for Turmoil is to teach your ass a lesson. Once and for all. If he can beat the Dingster, he can sure as hell beat you!

Dennis stepped dangerously close to Ace and looked the woman in her eyes.

Dennis: That mouth of yours is going to get you into trouble. It would be a shame if something were to happen to you…

Dennis stepped back away from Ace with his arms wide open. 

Dennis: I guess I'll see you and Bray later tonight.

Dennis turned away from Ace and walked in the other direction.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I'm gonna set the bar high for this one.
	Let's just see what the new guy has.

Ragnioth vs Cory Ford

The camera pans to the announce team.

	That's all folks.
	Yes it is.

Previously Recorded

The scene opens on the front of entrance of a pub in the middle of Leith, Edinburgh. All is calm until someone familiar is thrown out of the front door by the barkeep.

Barkeep And don't come back.

The familiar man picks himself up of the ground to reveal himself as Wrex, sporting some nice new bruises for his heathenish comments.

Wrex I stand by what I said. Hibs are sh*te and you know it!

He throws what was left of the random smashed bottle he had at the door and makes his way from the area before they come back out.

Wrex Come out to this sh*thole of an area, this sh*thole of a city and they've never even heard of Jimmy Henry or Joe Zhivago. Sure they know all about Flash f**king Riley but that's no any help.. Now that I think about it why did I even try Edinburgh? Neither of them are even from here.

Wrex takes a seat on the side of the curb, waiting for any taxis to come along.

Wrex Maybe this was just a waste of time. The whole cancer crap is over and done with, Austin and Trance aren't really my issue anymore. Even if these two did tuck and run and leave me to deal with all this crap myself chasing them down isn't goin to do much, I can easily pay them back once they show up again, time to move on. I'm going back to New York. Least there I can talk sh*t about Football and not risk the chance of get glassed for it.. TAXI!

The scene closes on Wrex hopping into a taxi and ordering the driver to take him to the airport, ignoring the couple already inside asking him to leave.

***

he sound of waves are crashing against the shores of Far Rockaway Beach. H2O is laid back on the beach sipping on coconut water and eating some juicy watermelon. 

Just as he sets his recliner and lay back, a beach ball interrupts his relaxation. H2O sits up immediately and is slightly irritated. Until he saw the owner of this suddenly beautiful looking beach ball.

He saw a very tall and curvy woman jogging his way rather quickly. In his mind though, it was slow motion. From afar it looked like Heather Angleo was coming his way. As the woman approaches him closer and silhouette blocks out the sun he realised it wasn't her.

He lifts his shades up above his eyes. H2O smiles at the face of the lady but he's surprised in himself that he STILL thinks of her deep inside after everything!

Lady: So sorry about that, sir. Hey! You're H2O!

H2O: No worries, hun. And yes, I am. 

H2O gives her a wink then passes the ball back to her.

Lady: Thank you! Well, it was nice to meet you. Maybe you can come over with my team and play with us.

H2O looks beside her and notices there's a whole volley ball team of gorgeous women waiting for her to return with the ball. H2O waves hi to them. 

H2O: I'd love to babe but I just came to relax for a bit. Before you girls leave though I'll sign your ball.

Lady: We'll hold you to it!

The lady bounces away like a cute little bunny that she is. He puts his shades back down and savors the moment.

A narrative of his voice is heard over the scene.

H2O: Sometimes in life beautiful opportunities come and go. I've seen people succeed in grabbing opportunities and fail to do anything with it. I've also seen people miss opportunities but fight and find ways to become and remain successful. 

H2O: The difference in those people is like oil and you know, water. People mentioned water being submissive and weak. 

H2O: As I sit on this beach, I see everyone having a good time. Sailing, swimming, creating sand castles, jet skiing, drinking. Do you know what each of things have in common?

H2O: Knowledge is power. Ignorance is bliss.Water isn't submissive nor is it weak. It is the only softest and hardest element on this earth. 

H2O: You'd die without me, Segador. I quickly made you irrelevant when the force of that wave came crashing down upon your face. So much energy. So much force. Someone had to stop you in your tracks. 

H2O: You've witnessed something else dying when I teamed with Marshall last week, our team. It died because he thought he could do it without H2O. Flexing his implants trying to be funny like yours truly. HA...that's a laugh by itself even though he is a joke.

H2O: He took an opportunity and failed to do anything with it. He's dying to fight me again. He's dying to get me out of his head and he's dying to become The Head Rookie. Just...like...you.

H2O: H2O isn't backing down from anyone. Even if that someone meditates in the bowels of The Garden. So in other words I accept your challenge, Segador. 

H2O: Are you going to take this opportunity again and fail? Or are you going to learn from your failures and seize this opportunity? Choice is yours, Rook.

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