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The camera fades in as the cameraman is checking the camera itself, swiveling it around the arena and making sure everything is all set for tomorrow night. As he does so there is actually action in the middle of the ring as Jason Crayz and Syd watch from the outside looking on as Chris Cortez and Allen Rage spare off against each other on the inside. Chris Cortez and Allen Rage tie up as Allen Rage then gets Chris Cortez into a headlock. Chris Cortez pushes Allen Rage forward, going against the ropes, he comes back as Chris Cortez goes for a clothesline but Allen Rage ducks and goes against the opposite ropes. Allen Rage flies back and jumps up for a cross body block but Chris Cortez jumps up and hits him with a kick to the ribs in midair. Allen Rage falls flat on his face, as Chris Cortez quickly gets up, Allen Rage giving the timeout sign.

Allen Rage: Cool it man, Cool it. I need a break, three hours of this, c'mon, I need a fucking break.

Chris Cortez: Alright, that's cool, take your break, cuz I see our little friend the cameraman is spying on us, oh wait, your just checking the equipment, right? Well, speaking of spying on people, It seems that recently the Beast found the little camera I had "installed" into his place. I should really deduct some pay from those idiot's paycheck, I mean, they just couldn't have picked a better hiding spot? Oh well. Let us talk about the Beast for a minute, let us speak of his comments, shall we?

Now, Beasty Boy, you can hammer me all you want about my last name, my heritage, how I look, how I act, etc. but It means nothing in the end. The fact still remains that I am TRUE TALENTED SUPER MEGA STAR LEGEND! You? Your nothing. Plain and Simple. That isn't because of your "history" or "background" either. Its just obvious. I mean, do I frigging ask you anything about your history? About your background?

Like, tell me Beast, Mr.Jungle Boy, Tarzan, where the hell did you grow up? Some Jungle, right? Somewhere out in Africa or some place, right? Well, then, who the hell raised you? Apes? They must have because you look like one big dumb hairy animal with such a small brain capacity its no wonder the only thought that ever goes through your mind is "grrr, Beast mad, grr, Beast like violence, grrr, Beast smash, grrr, Beast have violence fetish, grrr!".

You see Beast, even with this background, which supposedly made you some sort of vicious bloodsport killer, your nothing, NOTHING, compared to me. I am more talented, more agile, much more smarter and of course, much more of an athlete than you could ever imagine becoming. I was brought up rich, Ill admit it, I was brought up with a silver spoon in my mouth. Its because of this, that I am better than you. In my life, I got access to the best of everything. Best food, best schools, best trainers, best workout equipment, best EVERYTHING! What did you have? Some rocks and some sticks?

You see, you might have street smarts or jungle smarts, but I got stock smarts. I got the money and like I said before, money talks and shit walks. You know this and you know this well. Hell, living with all those shit throwing apes all your life, you'd know a thing or two about shit walking or in your case, flying across the jungle floor. But, Im getting off subject. You see, you know that you are truly no match for me, no match what so ever! So, what do you do? You let the money do the talking, and the walking, for you.

Now, its funny that you talk about joining up with Killjoy, or not, because your becoming just like him. I mean, you called me "the new old man" all because of what happened at the PPV? The REAL "new old man" isn't me, its you Beast, its you! You see, your doing the one thing that Killjoy did oh so many times until the truth was finally revealed! That truth being that he couldn't handle me, so he got corporate sponsorship, just so he could stand a chance! Your the same, except unlike Killjoy's sponsor being Malicea, your corporate sponsor is that of Mordrid.

Now, go on, spill some more shit about how Im lying, your right, blah, blah blah, but the truth truly is, I, AM RIGHT! You claim that you got that tape all on your own? All because some security guard was asleep? PAH-LEASE! We are supposed to believe that?! I sure as hell done! Why? Cuz I know this little tale, this tall tale, this tall tale of shit, is exactly that, bullshit. Its a cover up used to make people turn their heads, turn their heads from the truth. The truth that behind everyone's back, you've joined up with Mordrid, just like RuinNation have, just to stop me.

Why? Why make such a big fuss over little ol' me? Its because you all know that you need to do all this. You need to do all these corporate sponsored shenanigans and shit to take me down! You cant face me like a man in the ring, no, you need to turn your back from me outside of it, and let something and someone else do the dirty work for you. Like I said, talk all you want, lie all you want, about how you and Mordrid got nothing going on. Like you said yourself, you know this company. So does Mordrid, of course. Coincidence, eh?

Like I said, you guys have started this little secret society all in the name of bringing me down. Kinda reminds me of the UWA, and Killjoy, that old man, who himself is going down at the PPV. Speaking of that match, you spoke of "being on the hunt", your "out to destroy" and there are "no favorites" and that "everyone is a target"? Well, you better hope your not thinking what I think you are in turn thinking. Cuz I know how much you and the rest of the corporate guys want to destroy me, take this title from me, and ruin me. Thus, Im warning you now, you better not come ANYWHERE near this ring during my match with Killjoy! You, or anyone for that matter, better not screw me out of this title, hell no, NO ONE screws with me and gets away with it! Especially if you really want to fight me again for it, rematch me again, I mean, what good will your chances be if its in the hands of someone else? Not good. Not good at all. Think about it.

Now, speaking of matches that night, speaking of this ring, in this very ring, besides the World Heavyweight Title match, Ive got that Four Corners Elimination Match for the Tag Team Titles. In this corner over here we will see the Dark Carnival. The two little bitchy witchy poos who still got some bad blood boiling in their veins. Shall we see them burst once again? We just might. We just might. OF course, they stand no real challenge, because as Ive said before, woman cant defeat men. Hell, they needed two of them just to take down Allen and we all know who won the last time we faced off as a tag team.

Then in the other corner, we got the UWA, the team of Killjoy and his ever faithful bitch Hardcore Wreck. Two men who I have fought in the past and will fight again, and I will win again. With Allen by my side, they will stand no problem just as much as Killjoy will stand no problem to me later on in the night as well. Then in that other corner, we got RuinNation, those backstabbing bastards who decided to go the corporate root. Weaseling their way into this match, all in the name of tag team gold. Well, the road ends here gents, to get to those straps, you have to go up against the men in the other corner

For in the other corner is the New Generation, Chris Cortez and Allen Rage, the two men who will get back what they rightfully won and that which was unrightfully stolen from them: the tag team titles. You see, Mordrid and company might have us down for the count at the moment, but the bell hasn't rung yet, the fight isn't over, its has only just begun. This PPV will be our come back, we will rise up and we will take back what is ours by winning those Tag Team Titles, I will retain my World Heavyweight Title and Jason will retain his Extreme Title for the New Generation is getting back up, dusting itself off and coming back for more! Cuz its out with the old...

Allen Rage: In with the new

Jason Crayz: If you don't like it

All Together Now: Than fuck you!

The camera fades out as Allen Rage gets back into the ring and starts to spare off with Chris Cortez again