{Seth Calvert} "Derian...something has to be done. The Alliance has taken over the federation...the announcing booth...hell, even the set design. I have an idea but you and Rancid are going to have to help. Do you know where he is?"

{Derian Deniot} "No...but I have a pretty good idea. Isms know about all this?"

{Seth Calvert} "He'll know soon enough. Right now, I've got to talk to my manager about the PPV. You said you know where Rancid's hangin out? Go find him. I need to tell him about this too."

**Derian walks to the door, opens it, and heads out in search of his Tag Team Partner. Seth sits on his chair for a while more in the same position before picking up a phone next to him. He presses a single button on the phone and puts the receiver to his ear...**

{Seth Calvert} "Hello? Yeah, c'mon down here. I need to talk to you about a plan for this Saturday...and then I need to talk to you about the PPV. No, not necessarily in that order. You want to talk about the PPV first? Okay. See you in a while."

**Seth debates whatever it is that's in his mind...he smiles at one apparant thing. He then closes his eyes and appears to be meditating. After a few seconds of this, a knock interrupts his thoughts. He calls for the individual at the door to enter, and the person does so. As the door swings open, we are given the identity of the manager that Seth has selected for his Towel Match at the PPV...**

{C.E.O. Matt Fisher} "I'm here. What do you need to talk about at the PPV? I'm not throwing in the towel for you..."

{Seth Calvert} "That's exactly my point. That's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about. Kevin won't throw in the towel either. I won't allow it."

{C.E.O. Matt Fisher} "You won't???"

**As Seth is about to answer, the door swings open. Derian walks in with his hand on his forehead, followed by a less-than-together Rancid...Rancid appears to be a little...woozy...he stumbles in, finds a couch, and drops like a sack of potatoes. Seth looks at him with a cocked eyebrow, then turns the gesture to Derian.**

{Seth Calvert} "What the unholy..."

{Derian Deniot} "Don't ask. I told you I knew where he was. He was in the bar. Ever since his girlfriend moved away, he hasn't been in the best of moods."

**Seth looks directly at Matt. Matt nods and goes into the restroom. He emerges a second later with a large cup of water with ice, and a bottle. He nudges Rancid and rolls him over to face him. Rancid moans and opens his eyes. He lets out a large belch which temporarily knocks Fish out. Fish regains his composure and opens the bottle.**

{C.E.O. Matt Fisher} "Here ya go Dan...yes yes yes it's alcohol."

**Rancid drinks the contents of the bottle, which as it's tipped upwards is clearly labeled "TONIC". Rancid wakes with a start and shakes his head as he is sobered up (a la Conker's Bad Fur Day). Fish quickly follows this up by throwing the cup of ice water directly into Rancid's face. Rancid doesn't take to this too kindly and grabs Fish by the shirt, fist raised. Derian looks at Rancid shamefully...he shakes his head and Rancid lets go.*

{Seth Calvert} "Now that we're all able to comprehend what we're here for...guys, Isms has been good to us hasn't he? First, he gave us jobs. He made Fish the C.E.O...He helped me out when I was injured...and I hear he's giving Simply Awesome some kind of push. Folks, it's time that we repaid the favor to him. This Saturday is the first step in Isms regaining his federation. Does anyone know how much H2K said that set cost?"

{C.E.O. Matt Fisher} "Somewhere's up of Two-Hundred Thousand Dollars...maybe more."

{Seth Calvert} "Two Hundred Grand...that's more cash than most of us will see per year."

{Rancid} "Wait wait wait...I know what you have in mind...do you know what Moro can do to us if we do that?"

{C.E.O. Matt Fisher} "Suspend us...Fire us...Fine us...or...nothing at all..."

**This is followed by a smile by Seth and Matt. No one else is smiling though. As narrator, I'll tell you, it's because they don't have a clue what the two have in mind. Suddenly Derian gets the clue and smiles. Deniot takes Rancid out of the room and decides to go down and talk to Isms about a certain "push". Matt pulls up a chair in the locker room and sits across from Calvert.**

{C.E.O. Matt Fisher} "Okay...I know exactly what to do. I'm gonna talk to Isms about this, and I'm sure he'll find the idea most interesting. Now, what's this thing about you not allowing Kevin Edwards to throw in the towel?"

**Seth pulls Fish closer and whispers into his ear. As Seth draws back, Fish nods his head in approval.**

{Seth Calvert} "Listen Matt, right now, I don't give a damn whether I win that match or not. Well, if you don't throw that towel in, I'll have a better chance. But I don't want Kevin Edwards to throw that towel in. I don't care about winning, I care about crippling Mr. Late Nite. If there's nothing there to stop me, I can do that. And I will. You do that before the match, and MLN will never, ever walk again. Late Nite has no clue what's going to happen to him at the Pay Per View. I am going to walk into that Pay Per View, and I'm going to whip the ratings out of Mr. Late Nite. Kevin Edwards won't be able to stop Late Nite's torturement. There's one person that can stop me from torturing Late Nite, and that is God himself. He'd have to kill me. There is no way that I'm going to stop destroying Mr. Late Nite's limbs, and there is no way that I'm going to stop breaking his spirit. You understand that? And you understand what I want you to do at the Pay Per View, right?"

{C.E.O. Matt Fisher} "Crystal Clear to me. Blood Red to Late Nite when he sees what we're gonna do. But what about Chris Hazel...I know you're still ticked off at him."

{Seth Calvert} "Oh don't worry about him. I'll make sure he gets what's coming to him. I'll make sure...this Saturday I'll make sure."

**The two shake hands and Matt leaves the room. Seth grabs the chair and replaces it against the wall. He then resumes to the position he was in at the beginning of the promo. The scene fades to black...**

(((ELITE ALLIANCE CAN'T HOLD A CANDLE TO THE DEATH ROW WRESTLING FEDERATION)))