The scene opens inside the car park of Omega Towers, not much is going on around the car park, a few cleaners are picking up a bit of litter and in the distance we can see a window cleaner at work near the top of building. Suddenly this calm comes to a halt when a top of the range Porsche speeds into the car park. In a incredible piece of driving skill the car swings into a parking space which says reserved for Shane Parker on it and comes to an abrupt stop. We can now see that the car’s numberplate is SABRE 5, so there are no prizes for guessing whom this car belongs to. The car doors then open and Magenta and Sabre get out. They immediately move quickly towards the main door of the building, when they get to the door Sabre pushes it very violently almost knocking it off his hinges, they then walk into the building and head towards a large marble staircase. On the way they go past a large OCW statue and the reception desk. On getting past the reception desk the recepitionist shouts out to Sabre.

Receptionist: Mr Sabre, Mr Sabre.

Sabre and Magenta ignore the receptionist and keep walking towards the marble staircase, but after the receptionist shouts out Mr Sabre a few more times in a rather annoying Stephanie McMahon style voice he turns around to face her.

Sabre: What the hell do you want Woman?

Receptionist: I’ve got a few messages for you here from Mr Landers and Miss Blunt and I thought you might like to have them.

Sabre: Miss Receptionist, you can take those messages and stick them straight up your ass, I came here today for one reason, and I can tell you now, that reason was not to receive message from Josh begging me for an interview or Lisa begging me for sex. I came here purely to see Paul Middle to give him a piece of my mind, so kindly stop bugging me, and get back to your menial job.

Sabre turns away from the receptionist who can be seen mouthing what a jerk as soon as he is turned away from her. Sabre and Magenta then climb the marble staircase, as they go up it Sabre starts speaking to Magenta.

Sabre: Wait until I get my hands on Middle, he’s got a lot to answer for.

Magenta: You’re not wrong there Sabre, that man has treat you like shit ever since you came to this fed and it’s about time you made him pay for all he’s done to you.

Sabre and Magenta then get to the top of the stairs and walk down a small corridor, when they get to the end of this corridor they come to a large double door. The sign on the door says OCW President Paul Middle, without knocking Sabre opens the door and he and Magenta enter the room, this particular room is not actually Paul’s office, it his PA’s office instead. However Paul’s PA is currently not in her office.

Sabre: Magenta, it’s just as well Paul’s PA isn’t in her office, because if she gave me any crap about needing an appointment to see him, there’s no doubt she’d be on the receiving end of a big magentacrusher from you.

Magenta: There’s no doubt about that, I’m not going to let a pencil pushing office worker get in your way. If she tried to stop you seeing Paul she would definitely feel my wrath.

Sabre and Magenta now walk across the PA’s office towards another set of double doors , this time the doors are the actual doors to Paul’s office. Again Sabre opens the doors without knocking, he and Magenta then enter the office but once again this office is empty, there isn’t even any paper work on Paul’s desk so it looks like he won’t be here for a while.

Sabre: I knew it, Paul knows I want to see him so he goes and does a disappearing act. That’s just typical of the man and once again it show his lack of respect for me.

Perhaps he’s only out a short while. Maybe he was caught short and he’s nipped out for a shit, or perhaps because his PA wasn’t here, he has gone out for ten minutes to have sex with her.

Sabre: I doubt it Magenta, he’s deliberately avoiding me, because he know that last Monday he screwed me and refused to honour my OCW contract, and because of that he knows that when I next see him I’ll just have to kill him.

Magenta: Well just in case he’s in the building we should wait here for a while in case he comes back.

Sabre: Okay Magenta I suppose we might as well, after all I’m in no rush to go anywhere, the only place we have to go to this week is France and I’m in no hurry to get there with all it’s snail eating weirdoes and hairy armpitted freaky women. So I can sit it out for a little while.

Sabre then goes and sits on the chair behind Paul Middle’s desk, while Magenta sits on the desk. They then get ready for a wait.

Scene fades out, half an hour later in fades back in.

Sabre and Magenta are still the only people in the office, they are now looking a little bored. Sabre is playing with a Newton’s Cradle which just happens to be on Paul’s desk but it doesn’t look to be entertaining him very much, Magenta has got a nail file from somewhere and is currently filing her finger nails. Suddenly there is a noise coming from the PA’s office.

Sabre: Good here comes Paul, wait until he gets in here, he’s going to be in for one hell of a surprise.

The door to the office then opens but it isn’t Paul who walks in, it’s none other than Brian Wilson.

Sabre: What the hell are you doing here Wilson? This is Middle’s office it should be him coming through that door not you.

Brian Wilson: Well that’s what I came to see you about, I heard from Jill the receptionist that you were on your way to Paul’s office so I thought I’d catch you here.

Magenta: And why would you want to do that Brian?

Brian Wilson: To tell you that Paul’s not here today because he’s already set off to go to France, he has a lot of things to arrange over there so he set off earlier than usual this week.

Sabre: That’s just so typical isn’t it. He totally and utterly screws he last week and then he avoids me this week because he knows I want to give him a sound thrashing.

Brian Wilson: Well firstly why should Paul run his diary around you, he’s a very busy man with a lot on his plate so why should he wait around in his office all week waiting for you to show up.

Sabre: Because I’m his biggest star and he owes it to me.

Brian Wilson: And secondly I don’t think Paul screwed you at all last week you got exactly what you deserved.

Sabre: You’ve got to joking there Wilson, if you really thought that Middle treated me in the correct manner last week then you might as well book yourself in for a lobotomy right now. He plain and simply screwed me. Just because he knew that I would have kicked Shea’s ass last week he screwed me, because he just can’t have his favourite wrestler lose can he. So he uses a paltry excuse like me being a bit late for last week’s show to change my match with Shea into a title match. Just how can I be at my best when Middle keeps changing the goal posts of my match, first it was a title match, then it was a non-title match and then it was a title match again. Now it was okay for Shea that the goal posts kept changing because he had nothing to lose going into the match and everything to gain, but for me I had everything to lose going in that match so when Middle kept chancing the stipulations it totally threw me off my game, and with Shea being a tough but beatable challenge normally, how I can I beat him when Middle causes me to change to plans at the last minute.

Brian Wilson: Ha, I knew you’d have a feeble excuse for losing your belt. Shea was right about you, you always come up with an excuse for losing.

Sabre: Well Wilson if I’d lost to Shea on an even playing field then I would just accept he was the better man on the day and not come up with an excuse, but the fact is Middle made sure the match was totally tipped in Shea’s favour, so therefore I have a more than legitimate reason for losing, and because of Middle tipping the match in Shea’s favour I’m going to make him pay.

Magenta: And you’re going to make him pay for not paying all your expenses last week.

Sabre: Of course Magenta, it’s our contract that Middle pays all our hotel bills, but this week he refused to do so. So he’s in breach on contract and that’s going to cost him.

Brian Wilson: Oh quit belly aching will you, stop looking back and instead concentrate on your match this week. You two are facing Jakkob McKain and Nancy Gream in a mixed tag match so you had better be thinking of them and not Paul Middle or Chris Shea.

Sabre: Don’t tell what to think, I have every right to brood over what Middle did me, especially as it would seem that I’m not going to get a re-match at Shea. It would seem that I’ve being moved aside so that McKain can have the title shot at Genesis. Just face it Wilson, Middle has messed around with my career because he’s jealous of all the success I’ve had in my career and the fact that when we were both competing in the WWWP I pinned him to become the first ever WWWP world champion.

Magenta: Perhaps Brian’s right though Sabre, for the rest of this week we should put Middle and Shea on the backburner and instead concentrate on our match, because we don’t want to lose it do we.

Sabre: There’s not much change of that happening is there. While it’s true that McKain is a good wrestler and he could have us in a little bit of trouble, he can’t stay in the match forever can he, and as soon as he tags in Gream the match is good as ours because as you’ve proved twice already Magenta she’s no match for you. You’ve already destroyed her twice and on Monday you’ll easily do it for a third time.

Magenta: You’re probably right Sabre, that women is totally without talent and I’ll easily kill her on Monday and at the pay per view if she stops being a coward and accepts my challenge to the bullwhip on a pole match. Hell she’s so untalented that even advertising agencies recognise it. Sabre and I advertise high quality products like Rolex Watches and Luxury cars, while the only adverts she can get are for condoms.

Sabre: Hell even Joey Jackson stars in adverts for better class products than that. She really is hopeless isn’t she?

Magenta: And can you believe that she even said that Sabre had little in the way of brains.

Sabre: That’s a laugh isn’t it, seen as though I’m the most qualified man in OCW, while most of the people here are high schools dropouts, I got a first class degree from Cambridge University. So you’ll find Nancy that I have way more brain power than you.

Magenta: Hell she has so little brain power even her knowledge of human anatomy is terrible. She claims that whenever she has sex she uses a condom. Well if she had any knowledge of anatomy she’d know that women don’t have penises and therefore can’t use condoms. It’s the men who use the condoms not the women but been as ignorant as she is and the fact that no man is blind or desperate enough to sleep with that ugly b###h she probably doesn’t know that. And how stupid is she to listen to advice saying that she should use a straight ahead attack against Sabre. Sabre is over twice her size and could rip her to pieces in seconds, she is just so dumb to be listening to advice like that, and that stupidity along with complete lack of talent will undoubtedly ensure our victory on Monday.

Brian Wilson: What about McKain thought, don’t forget he’s in the match too.

Sabre: Oh how can I forget McKain, my tag team partner two weeks ago. Well I’ve being looking forward to meeting him in the ring for a long time, he will certainly be a challenge for me as he does posses a lot of ability, probably not as much as me, but he is definitely in the upper echelons in OCW, but the simple fact of the matter is that he has to team with Nancy Gream, and even if McKain had all the talent in the world with someone as weak and feeble and stupid as Nancy backing him up he just isn’t going to win. The only chance he and Nancy have got of getting past us is if Middle screws me again this week, and Brian I’m just not going to let that happen because I’m going to let that son of a b###h get in my way twice. And without the help of Middle this match is ours for the taking. Now Wilson, since Middle isn’t here there’s no point in us sticking around any longer so get out of my bloody way will you. I don’t want an imbecilic cretin wasting any more of my time when I have bigger fish to fry.

With that Sabre and Magenta barge past Brian and leave Paul’s office. The scene then fades to black.