Ridic Nate.. what do you expect to do against Primetime and Blindside? I mean.. Primetime with all the back-up..

Revolver Yeah, Nate, We's got's your back if you need it, bro.

Cobra Hmmm.. I dont think it'll be needed. Primetime can have the whole EmF on his side and he'll still never ever beat me. If worse comes to worse.. I'm sure me and Blindy could work together for a few minutes, he aint such a bad guy. As far as I'm concerned, Primetime doesnt deserve that title any longer and It's my time.. again. Only reason Primetime has that title is because I've never tried to beat him.. but now I am.

Ridic Dont be so cocky, you cant be so sure. Primetime is quite a talented wrestler.. ever if he cheats to win, he does have some talent. I ll be watchin your back whether you need it or not..

Cobra Yeah, Thanks, Superman. But I dont need your tanky ass watchin my back.. I can hold my own.

Revolver Cobra.. you got's no idea of what could happen to you man.. no idea what-so-ever. Your career could be ended.. so I'm with Ridic on this.

Cobra Whatever.. I wont need no stinkin help from either of you. Anyways.. Jen.. you ready to go?

**As Jen shifts on Cobra's lap she gives Cobra a sad face, sticking her bottom lip out.**

Jen Please baby, dont go. Revolver and Ridic are right, your all by yourself and you can get really really badly injured.

Cobra Dont stick that lip out any further, a bird might shit on it. Besides.. you are always scared for me but do I ever actually get hurt?

Jen Well..

Cobra Erm.. dont answer that. But.. we should go, I dont wanna be late for my appointment with Primetime.

Arriving At The Arena..

**A bike flys into the arena parking lot, screeching it's tires as it slides around the corner. It stops just before running into the parking space wall, as a two people get off. They both lift their helmets from their heads, showing Jen and Cobra. As Jen's beautiful long blonde hair falls down to her back Cobra grabs the keys from his bike and his bag, quickly walking towards the arena doors.**

In The Arena..

**The fans erupt in cheers as they see Cobra and Jen walking into the arena while JR and King talk.**

JR He's here! He's here! He's here!

King Who? Who's here?!

JR Cobra is, King!

King Ah! Dead man walking! (Dont worry, this isnt no new gimmick.)

JR What are you talking bout? He was never dead King!

**Just then pyro's fly from the entrance way all the way to the ring, where more pryo's go off from the ceiling to the ground. Fuel blasts onto the speakers as the fans hop from their seats blowing the roof off the arena. King ducks under the announcers table and JR stands up, clapping for the returning Cobra. Cobra hops out from behind the curtains onto the middle of the entrance way, throwing his arms into the air then doing a standing backflip. As the fans go wild Cobra runs towards the ring and slides under the bottom rope, jumping onto his feet and rushing to the turnbuckle to jump onto the top of it. Once Cobra is finished hopping from turnbuckle to turnbuckle he takes the microphone from the ring announcer and waits for the crowd to quite down.**

Cobra Eh... yo... I'mmmmm baaccckkk!!!!

**The fans go crazy again but quickly sit back down and listen.**

Cobra That's right Primetime, your nightmares here and ready for some action! I dont have much to say, of course.. except for one thing. Make sure Stone Cold and Tazz come down to the ring so I can beat them down to an inch of their lives! I hear you all wonder "What about Blindside? He's in the match too ya know!". Yeah, I know he is.. but I honestly dont think he's a threat to me and even if he does decided to reer that ugly face of his, I'll be ready for it. I'm at the top of my game right now, and I'm not going down for a long long time. I should be going now but I want Primetime, Prez Mike, and Blindside to know something. If I lose this match.. I'll either A) Quit or B) Start from the bottom fighting guys like Carnage and work my way to the top. One more stip.. whoever beats me will decide which I do.. unless they can think of something.. then I have no choice but to do so. Anyways, I didnt have much to say so I'm out. PeAsH!!

**Cobra jumps onto the ropes and throws his arms into the air one more time before heading to the back.**

::.EmF Fades To Some Commercials.::

In The Back After The Commercials..

**A camera stands infront of Cobra in the back as Michael Cole holds a microphone to his face, ready to ask questions.**

Cobra What do you want?

Cole Well.. I'd like to ask you a few questions about your upcoming match.

Cobra Fine.

Cole Alright. First, what's your feelings going into this? I mean, with Stone and Tazz and everything. They ambushed you and Blindside at Legacy Of Blood, what do you expect to do now if they come out again?

Cobra My feelings? I have no feelings, Michael Cole. I was put on this earth for one reason.

Cole And what's that?

Cobra To punish any man who touches the earth's surface.

Cole Oh, alright. So your not scared then?

Cobra Scared? please. When have I ever been scared? Never. When will I ever be scared? Never. Am I scared now? Hell no. Primetime and Blindside dont scare me, I laugh at their pathetic attempts. Blindside.. some guy who thinks he's hardcore and his best friend is a chair? That's truly pathetic. But even more so is how Primetime cant stand to fight his own, he always needs back up. What did he go one or two matches without any back up at all? I've gone my whole career with no back-up what-so-ever. You know what they say Primetime, if you cant handle the heat, get outta the kitchen.

Cole Say if there were an interference this Saturday.. What do you think the outcome will be?

Cobra What do I think the outcome will be? Heh..

**Just then a kid carrying a fake EmF world title walks by, jumping around in the background trying to get in the camera. After a second or two of the kid jumping around behind Cobra, Cobra quickly turns and swipes the title from the kids hand. He raises it into the air.**

Cobra Here's your preview, folks. Me raising what's mine into the air for the second time! And I plan on to never lose it either. It's mine and will be mine till the day EmF dies.

**Cobra tosses the title over his shoulder as it hits the kid in the head. The kid picks it up, almost is tears, and runs away.**

Cole Ok.. but dont you think that was a bit rude?

Cobra(Stepping closer to Michael Cole) What was?

Cole Uh.. nothing. Any last comments?

Cobra A few... Now Primetime and Blindside.. you must know my stipulation for this match by now, and wondering why I would do such a stupid thing. Fair and easy enough question. Why would I do this.. because I am the trilogy without the second and third sequals, I'm life without death, I'm your resperator holding onto your last breath, anything that crosses my path will feel my wrath, I'm the closest thing to perfect, I'm the virus that made the world computer's crash, I am what I am.. I'm ready to strike back.. I'm the Legendary Snake!!

Cole Ok, Thank you Cobra.

Cobra Uh.. one more thing. Anyone who thinks I dont deserve this title.. well quite simply they can kiss my ass! Oh and good luck to Jarred, I look forward to facing you, and Primetime and Blindside. I hope to see your best, for it wont be enough!

**Cobra and Michael Cole head their seperate ways as the fans sit in shock at Cobra's new more aggresive attitude, all awaiting the Saturday Shockwave main event.**

Few Minutes Later..

**Cobra walks into his locker-room where he finds Jen sitting on the couch, bent over a picture, balling her eyes out.**

Cobra(rushing to Jen's side) Baby, what's wrong??

Jen(Crying) Nothing.. I just hope they find the the drunk driver who killed my brother!

Cobra(holding Jen in his arms) Babe.. They will, Nathan was a good kid but I promise you he is in a better place now.

Jen He was so young.. only 20 years old!

Cobra(Putting Jen's head on his chest) Shh.. Dont worry, it's ok.

::.Camera Fades.::