(We go into the Glendale arena (eeerr, I think it's called jobbing.com arena now, what a name, huh?). Anyways fans are enjoying a house show before the EMF goes on the road to the next Saturday Shockwave from the Staples Center in Los Angeles, California. The last match ends, seemly not too many people were enjoying it. It consisted of Barbwire Chris and Wes Ikeda. Which as you probably guessed wasn't pretty. The match ends as the two walk out as the fans throw various things. These things include trash, food, and also the kitchen sink. Which hits Wes in the head and he runs to the back crying. The fans started to move towards the exit. When suddenly they stop as "Burn in my Light" blasts on the PA system. Most of them decide to go back to their seats and watch this unexpected appearance by the Attitude Commish Randy Orton. Most of the people boo Orton as he does his entrance. Orton does his pose at the entrance and he continues down the ramp way. He steps into the ring and steps on the turnbuckle and does his trademark pose on the turnbuckle. He steps down and grabs a microphone from a ring girl. He signals for his music to stop, and it does. The crowd starts to boo him. He glares into the crowd for a few moments, before looking around at all of them. He rises the microphone and begins talking.)

.::Randy Orton::.-If you people think your boo's bug me, then you are sadly mistaken. Since when have I EVER....and I mean EVER give a damn what any one of you thought of me, huh? That's right, NEVER. So if you think it's going to start now, you are kidding yourself. Now I know that you people think you have a say on what happens in this ring, and I suppose you have a good claim to that. I mean what else could will Torrie Wilson to win the battle royal last week at Survival of the Fittest? Certainly not talent, certainly not brains, and being just a defenseless girl as she is...certainly not toughness. The fact of the matter, it had everything to do with....luck. *crowd boo's* That's right...luck, Torrie is lucky that she didn't get thrown out. Although, don't get me wrong....it was a cute little win Tor, but you are damn lucky that you weren't destroyed or thrown out on your ass. But that's ok, you see that match was the past. What is going to happen this week is the future. Because this week "the Legend Killer" makes his return to the ring. Sadly it's against someone of no real fame, but I guess I need to work from the bottom, up...huh? On Shockwave I'll be facing Scott Kincaid. Now Scott, I know that you had a very hyped return. I mean the fact that you are one title away from becoming a grand slam champion says it all. So when I heard you were coming back, I thought "good, another legend that I could kill to add to my own legacy". Until you got into your first match. Now I guess I can't give you too much of a hard time...since even though you lost. You at least lost to the world champion in your first match back. But I can give you problems for the fact that I remember who you are. You are Scott Kincaid. The Ikeda's bitch, a man that claims to be so great. But then again, so does Rex and you do not see him going anywhere....do you? That's right, you do not. You see him wasting time to go into some sort of random abandon gym for the purpose of getting hit over the back like the idiot that he is. Scott, much like the beginning of your career you came into the Extreme Measures Federation with much fanfare. You were the man that was so good that you could have made here in the EMF at anytime you choose. But you held off, the reason that was everyone has been told why you didn't look to gain money, power and fame. The only reason you held off is the fact that you had been given the task to run a wrestling school by a dying friend. Now that story is touching...it really is...too bad it's a complete lie. Oh yeah, you don't think I see right through that. The reason that you didn't come to the Extreme Measures Federation before hand is because Randy Orton was in it. Oh I know all the stories, I know how hard you have trained to get this point. They say that you have read wrestling books so much, you could explain them backwards. But still you stayed away from the EMF due to me, and you know why? Because you knew that no matter how much you trained, no matter what you did. You knew that if you faced me in the ring that it would not matter how much you trained, because I would always be one step ahead of you. I would take your counters and counter your counters. You know that no matter what you do, you would not be successful. The reason for it is simple, unlike you. I do not need any amount of training to be better than an opponent on a given night. That's right, unlike you Scotty...wrestling is in my blood. It's what I was born to do. I know you are in the back right now watching tape after tape, amazed at some of the things that I can do in the ring. But before you waste time trying to figure me out, what book I've been reading. I'll save you the time, it's simply instinct. It's something that comes natural to me. I know you are thinking how unfair that is that someone like me would get that gift to be much better than you without even trying. But you have to realize Scott...there is a reason why you need to be a little book worm and I do not. You see, Kincaid...you are simply are not that good. You need to practice and practice to get where you are at. You need every bit of knowledge in your head to win a match. However, when you are facing someone like me. You are going to realize how over matched you are. You are going to find out that I am going too fast, because I'm not in that ring thinking every moment of what I should do next, like you have to. It just comes natural. Just like it always happens to you in matches much like this one. Such as your Most recent match against MxMxPunk. You are going to be standing there in awe. Trying to keep up, that's exactly where you are going to make a mistake and leave that one opening...that one opening that is going to spell your downfall. I do not need, but one opening..and it's over with three simple, but powerful letters....R....K...O. That's right, the move that has killed the legends of so many...will now gain a foot note known as Scott Kincaid. Kincaid you will walk to the back and try to do better. But the simple fact is this...you never had a chance. You will have to come to grips with the thing that you probably did in June of 2006. That no matter what you do, that people like you, will never be able to face a person like me in this ring and walk out victorious. It will dawn on you that there is no wrestling book for the god given talent I have, no counter that can solve me. Then you will sit in the locker room, tears running down your face and you will realize what I do right now and the thing I know that all these people who cheer you know deep down, but will never admit to. You will finally admit to the one thing that you have always known deep down the MYTH of Scott Kincaid is just that...a myth. The truth is that you were never ready for the big time. You simply latched on to the biggest politicer the Extreme Measures Federation had ever seen. With Wes weight behind you, any loss you had would be turned into a huge conspiracy theory. Some of these claims are the biggest load of crap I have ever heard in my life and trust me...I've heard a lot of them. Sure you won a bunch of single titles. You are almost a grand slammer, but you clearly are the single worst near grand slammer the EMF has ever seen. I mean when you had the titles...you only held on to them for a small amount of time. Then lost them to some of the biggest jokes in Extreme Measures Federation history. I mean Daemon Archoas? Come on, he barely could spell talent...much less have it. The reason why...much like his "prodigy" Devin Malis. He was not exactly right in the head. He thought that voices were talking to him. Which would be revealed confusingly enough as some God from his ass that said that he would be killed if he did not win a wrestling match. I'm glad to know that some god's care enough about wrestling to kill him off. But wait, they must not have cared as much as we thought. Because he would always job and he would not die, like we were promised. NO!..he would come back again, again, and again. He would cry about the reason he would lose. He would cry so much that it would get on the nerves of the then EMF world champion Angelus Archer and he would give him a world title shot. Let's be honest here Scott, Archoas did not deserve this shot. He did nothing to deserve it. No one respected him, people tried to like him, but he acted too much like a jackass. Sure he did win the world championship. But we all know that you shouldn't feel better, because you lost the Extreme championship to a future world champion. Because we know that Angelus Archer simply jobbed it to him. Everyone knew it, that's when Archoas went around whining about no one respecting him...no one did it. Because he wanted respect for something he never proved that he deserved. Instead of earning that respect...what did he do? He went out and jobbed the title to Wes Ikeda in a match where Wes could have been beaten a thousand times and once again abandoned the EMF, like all those little quitters love to do. The fact you lost one of your titles to someone like that does not speak very highly of you, does it? No it does not. But it does not end there, I mean you would go on to lose to Dude Nick. Ouch, now that one has to hurt. I mean I'm not going to stand here and say that Nick isn't any good...because he is. But from what I hear, you didn't think highly of him after the Elimination Chamber match in 2005, did you? So much that after your rematch with John Cena and Dude Nick, that you thought that you proved something about Dude Nick after you defeated him. But as lowly as you viewed him back then, I want to ask you something...how did it feel....how did it feel when the same man came back when you had just won the biggest championship in your career. Then he proceeded to crush the perception of all these people that you were an actual big name player in the Exreme Measures Federation not only to these people, but to yourself. Maybe Dude Nick wasn't as much of an incomplete wrestler as you wanted to believe. You probably know better, but maybe it wouldn't have been so ironic if you just have kept your mouth shut. Now I can go on and on about the other title reigns, but the fact of the matter is these two examples are all I need to prove that if you become a grand slammer. You will be the worst grand slammer in Extreme Measures Federation history and that covers a lot of ground. You would be worst than the "Legendary Jobber" himself Jarred Carthallion, you would be worst than Wes Ikeda....and maybe even Road. (Orton thinks about it for a few moments) Alright...maybe not Road, but you get my point. With this knowledge, I know what it is my duty...NO...my destiny to do, and that is to end the myth that is Scott Kincaid *crowd boo's*. You people can boo me, but you all know it's true. You deep down do not want to tell your future children or grand children the list of grand slam champions here in the EMF and want to include Scott Kincaid. To have that feeling of disgust to have to include him within the names such as John Cena, the Punisher, and many more. So while you people may boo me, you know that I am the only hope you got. With that in mind, I realized how important match that this was..that it is bigger than beating any legend. It is my chance to make my own history, by being the man who saved the EMF history book from Scott Kincaid. To say that is quite a lot of pressure is understatement. So while I am not too worried about Kincaid, I decided that I should learn more about my opponent on Shockwave. So if you all would turn your attention to the EMF tron. I would like to show the world what I've done to get ready for this OH so important match in my career. If you would...please roll the footage.

(Orton points to the EMF tron and the EMF tron lights up with an image of a dark building. It would seem that this is a wrestling school. The lights seem to be mostly focusing over the ring, where two young wrestlers are working on their moves. The camera taping this zooms out as it gets an image of Randy Orton watching in from a far. Orton turns around and faces the camera.)

.::Randy Orton::.-So...it was in a place like this...wasn't it Scott? A place of dreams, where many aspiring young wrestlers can come in the hope that they might one day become Extreme Measures Federation champion. It was places like this Scott Kincaid wasted his time in....or did he. Oh I am sure I probably went over it already...Scott. Face it, just like these two losers in the ring...they will work every day, hoping to get better. Hoping and praying that one day EMF scouts might notice them and give them a contract. You however Scott, you never were able to live out your dreams...did you? I mean I know you consider yourself some sort of wrestling master. But the truth of the matter is, you are nothing more than a wrestling failure. That's why you stayed in a place much like this and dreamed. You dreamed for years, until an equally pathetic Wes Ikeda decided to come here to take you to the Extreme Measures Federation. He wanted to make you his tag team partner, but he did not go to you Kincaid because he was impress with you. No, he came here to bring you out of this hell hole to cover up his own lack of talent. Like always, Wes was too worried about his own image, more so than anything or anyone else. That's why he stayed in the closet for so many years. It was perfect, he was tired of failing and if he wasn't facing AN ARKIE or Barbwire Chris. He knew that he would have a fall guy this way. So his ego would not take a blow. When he was about to fail like he always did in the past, he would just tag you in and let you take the fall. That's the type of guy that Wes Ikeda is, he never gave a damn about you at any point. Don't fool yourself into thinking otherwise. I am happy that you have some sort of brain inside that head, and realized that fact at some point though. That's why you went to Tony, which was the smartest thing you ever did. But the damage was done, the Wes Ikeda mark was all over you. You were living that dream that started in a gym like this and continued in the EMF. It was a dream, a mere illusion that you were anything really special. Therefore it was only a matter of time before you did what all dreamers do...they wake up to reality. That's what you did Kincaid, you woke up to reality and you left the Extreme Measures Federation. You want to know why? Because you realized that you were not good enough. It took a long time to repair that damage, but you decided that it was time to once again give it another shot. But before you even start dreaming again Kincaid, I'm going to end the dream and turn it into a nightmare. I'm going to make you regret the day you decided to call that whore Amy Jericho and returned to the Extreme Measures Federation. I'm going to take you apart piece by piece, until I decide it's time to end the shrade and hit the RKO for the 1...................2...............3. But Scott, don't be surprised if I don't stop there. Don't be surprised if I make sure you don't come back...ever. So when you wake up, whether it's in the ring or a hospital bed. It all depends on how I'm feeling. Even though you choose a profession you clearly weren't cut out for. When you can't play with your kids or any of that stupid crap you love so dearly. Know that it's not your fault....you were just the product of a fact of life....EVOLUTION. It's a fact of life, and your going to be given a lesson in it on Shockwave. That might not please your church going ears. But like I give a damn what you think. At Shockwave...I evolve past the greatness I've already accomplish and become something more. The ender of dreams and I start this Evolution of the Legend Killer right here, right now...

(Randy Orton looks dangerously into the ring as the camera zooms in as the two wrestlers have finished up their practice match. One of the wrestler's jumps down from the ring, trying to recover from the match. Suddenly Randy Orton jumps from the shadows and hits a clubbing blow. The first wrestler goes down. Orton grabs the wrestler and throws him into the ring steps. The other wrestler goes over to the ropes, Orton throws a punch to knock the wrestler back into the ring. Obviously he was not used to being hit that hard yet. The first wrestler on the outside stumbles up. Orton runs and nails an RKO away from the mat, driving the first wrestlers head into the cold floor. He's unconscious as Orton slides into the ring and see's the second wrestler getting up to his feet in the corner. Orton hits a few fists to the face clubbing again and again into his head, like he's looking to injure this kid. Orton finally stops and brings him out of the corner and hits a few viscous European upper cuts. Randy holds him up, and tries to whip him to the ropes. But the second wrestler showing some fight left reverses the whip and Orton goes to the ropes. The wrestler tries to throw a fist, but Orton ducks under and hits a 3.0 back breaker. Orton then starts to stalk this young wrestler who looks extremely beaten up. The wrestler gets to his feet as Orton looks ready to strike. He turns around to where Orton is and Orton strikes and nails a RKO. The wrestler is down on the mat, stares down at the destruction he caused. He picks up the wrestler into a sitting position and then stands up and looks into the camera with intensity.)

.::Randy Orton::.-Kincaid.....mark it down....your dream started in a place much like this....and on August 4th, 2007...it...

(Orton turns to the wrestler who is out on his feet. He's just staying in the sitting position. Orton measures up and kicks him right into the temple. The wrestler goes down lifeless. Orton looks down at the wrestler with an uncaring look. Orton then looks into the camera and grins and says.)

.::Randy Orton::.-...DIES!!...

(The footage ends as we go into the ring as Orton laughs as the crowd is booing him. Orton looks around amused and says.)

.::Randy Orton::.-Hey, hey...don't judge me too rough. Really I was doing those two a favor, a favor so that they might not turn out like Scott Kincaid. Kincaid, you have no idea what you are in for...do you? I'm Randy Orton, I'm a third generation superstar. Not only is wrestling in my blood, it's something that I have been around my entire life. I didn't have to wait 18 years until I was exposed to the business. My father was the legendary "Cowboy" Bob Orton. After a few bad choices by myself, I knew it was only destiny that I would end up here. End up where I belong...in the wrestling business. Sending messages to all that don't belong that you can dream all you want. But you'll never reach the level of greatness that Randy Orton has...but Scott. I do want to say that my message tonight is not strictly my own. It's a message that you will never forget, a message on behalf of all the Attitude staff. While Torrie can act all she wants like she accomplished anything at Survival of the Fittest. I'm going to show that will pale in comparison to the message that is delivered tonight. What that message is....well...you people and Scott Kincaid will have to wait for Shockwave. In fact Scott, you'll just be the first of many that get this message. Especially one individual that I've been waiting a long time to get rid of. While I can't say what exactly this message will be. What these individual will know is quite simple. They will know that there time....is...UP!

("Burn in my light" blasts on the PA system as the crowd boo's. Randy laughs at the crowd, and steps through the ropes and jumps off the apron. He walks up the ramp and turns around and does his pose one last time. He gets even more boo's from the crowd. Orton laughs at them and walks to the back as the house show ends and we fade away.)