"HERE COMES THE PAIN WITH A LOOK LIKE THAT WHO WOULDN'T BE SCARED!!!"

CWF returns from its commercial break to see Sting walking backstage with his baseball bath and everyone is wondering what is going through his mind, when suddenly someone bumps into him from the side. It's Goldust.

Who in the hell are you?

"A Bit Queer" Goldust: Oh, I'm Goldust, you must be. (Sucking in air, then releasing it while saying) Ssssssting. Oh yes I've heard all about you and I'm thrilled to finally meet you.

Goldust huh? Well I don't care what your name is or how you know me. But I'm going to make this clear to you right from the get-go. I'm here on a mission and if you get in my way. Hell if you even look at me funny, I'm going to take this bat and I'm going to force it down your throat. And if that's not bad enough, then I'm going to stick it straight up your ass.

"A Bit Queer" Goldust: ooooo, that sounds rather...pleasing. Hearing the through of someone doing that to me again....sssss I love it.

What kind of a sick freak are you?

"A Bit Queer" Goldust: Yes I am a freak, we're both freaks, defined by our facial painting. It perfectly fits our intended visage. And us freaks should stick together and maybe we can have fun in out spare time....together.

Whoa, Sting isn't down with that, no way no how. And if you don't realize that real soon, then I'm going to make sure you get real acquainted with each and every inch of my big black bat.

"A Bit Queer" Goldust: Well I knew your true colors would shine through. You may want to have a piece of Goldust, but I'm with Booker T now. If things don't work out I'll give you a call, don't worry I know your number. And by the way, you may have a big black bat, but compared to Booker T's, yours is nothing. Well, I really must get going, I must definitely freshen up. Because from what I hear, Booker T wants to have me tonight in a celebratory match after he wins his debut. And from what I hear, he's picturing me in a thong....YUMMMMY

Before Sting can say another word, Goldust walks away leaving Sting with a disgusted look on his face. After about two minutes he starts to walk away as CWF goes to a commercial break.

****CWF COMMERCIAL BREAK*****

****CWF RETURNS FROM THE COMMERCIAL BREAK****

CWF returns from its commercial break to see the announcers Jerry Lawler and Jim Ross promoting this weeks upcoming Smackdown and then go back to calling a match between Jamie Noble and Jeff Hardy. The two are fighting for a contract here with the CWF. Suddenly the lights go out and a familiar some familiar music plays. The lights come back on but very dim just so you can hear... "Riddle me this... riddle me that... who's afraid of the BIG BLACK BAT...you then see Sting run down the ramp and slide into the ring with his baseball bat in hand. He lays hits Noble across the midsection and then hits Jeff Hardy between the eyes with his bat. The crowd is cheering wildly as Sting throws Noble over the top rope then drops his bat. He goes over to a busted open Jeff Hardy and whips him into the corner. Sting then charges him and hits him with a Stinger splash. Sting puts his hands to his mouth and lets out a loud WOOOOOOO. He then puts Jeff Hardy in the infamous position and hits him with the scorpoin death drop. Sting picks up his bat then calls for a mic and addresses the fans.

WOOOOOOOO! If you couldn't tell, I'm back here for two reasons. One, to win back what is rightfully mine. The CWF world championship, and two, to give these fans what they came to see. So I just took care of business and cleansed the ring of an unwanted presence. Jeff Hardy, Jamie Noble, go home. CWF is where the big boys play. Speaking of unwanted presence, I've got a bit of a surprise. You see I decided to come back to professional wrestling, but I didn't come back alone. I brought an old friend with me. Hogan come on out here.

"HERE COMES THE PAIN A LEGEND AND A DINOSAUR MEET UP AGAIN!!!"

Suddenly Hulk Hogan's music plays and he walks out to the top of the stage. He plays the air-guitar for a little bit then struts down the ring sporting the red and yellow. He enters the ring, gives Sting a high five then grabs a microphone and begins to speak.

"Stone-Age" Hollywood Hulk Hogan: Damn it feels good to be back in professional wrestling brother. I know I'm sporting the old red and yellow and it feels damn good. I prayed for this man. I got down on my knees, took my vitamins, drank my milk and prayed for this moment brother. Only one problem. (Hogan rips off the Hulkamania shirt to reveal his nwo shirt underneath.) The NWO is back brother. I might not have good old Nash and Hall now, but I've got Sting and that's all I need. (The fans are booing loudly) So for all you half-baked wrestlers backstage that call yourselves superstars I wanna know whatcha gonna do... whatcha gonna do when nWo, Sting, and the 24 inch pythons run wild all over you?

Hogan goes to leave the ring, but Sting calls him back and the two stand in the middle of the ring. Hogan's music plays while Sting holds up Hogan's arm as they pose. The fans boo loudly. Suddenly, Sting turns to his left and knocks Hogan down with a shot to the midsection with the baseball bat. Sting then continues to beat a downed Hogan (The fans are cheering on their feet). Sting rips off his nWo shirt off his body then sets him up and drops him with the scorpion death drop. Hogan is bleeding from his forehead as EMT's pour in from backstage to attend to him. Sting puts the mic back to his mouth and begins to speak.

Hogan, don't think I didn't have that planned the whole time. The doctors will probably tell you that you'll have a concussion and you'll want to come back for more. To get your ass beaten one more time, but the fact remains Hogan, you're not as good as me, you'll never measure up to me, and as far as wrestling goes, you'll never beat me. You see this Tuesday I'm going to walk into Smackdown I'm going to have my opponent, Rhyno, a man who claims to be ruthless. But we all know that's just a facade, sure he might be able to beat a featherwight, but he can't measure up to me. He can't beat me and if he doesn't know it yet, he will know it when he's lying down face up staring down the barrel of my louisville slugger. But see Rhyno has done the smart thing, he stayed away from the ring, he hasn't shown up since, you know why, he's scared. H knows that if he shows up this Tuesday, he's going to put it all on the line. Right now he has his ability to walk and I'm sure he has people who care about him, but if he steps into the ring this Tuesday he just might lose all that and his life. You see Rhyno knows that I've crippled more people than the polio virus itself, so it makes no sense in him coming out here, he'll do the smart thing and not show up even if it costs him his contract. But someone I have a bone to pick with is Triple H. The one person I can say I'm looking forward to facing off in this match is Triple H. last year he set my car on fire and my dog burned alive... I didn't file any complaints or press charges because the fact of the matter is we're going to settle this dispute in the middle of this ring... on my turf. Triple H you bring the match, the stipulations and your life... and I'm going to do something I've never done before... pin you in the middle of this very ring... 1... 2...3. but until then becareful because when the scorpion stings you know its lights out. As for Rhyno this Tuesday, you and me one on one if you show up you're going to look into the eyes of the victor and you'll know what I mean when I tell you its Showtime... WOOOOOOO!!! Sting drops the mic and exits the ring, he walks up the ramp and turns around to watch Hogan being stretchered out of the arena through the crowd. CWF then goes to a commercial break.