foreword - Another promise was kept as Desire went off the air this past Monday. During the week Triple H had guaranteed that Monday shall be Mordecai's LAST, and that, it was. The two slugged it out in a hellacious Steel Cage Match, and neither were weak at heart. The two put 110% into the ideal, and fortunately For Trips, he was the man that walked out victorious after cementing the win with a deverstating Pedigree. Throughout the match, they exchanged several blows including The Sledgehammer shot to the head from the master of the weapon; Hunter Heurst Helmsley. Mordecai, busted open, found himself in a state that not even GOD could redeem himself of. Once Trips' had gotten the 3 count, Mordecai's career was officially.. OVER! The night seemed over.. FINALLY the destruction had come to an end, for the moment. Jeff Hardy made his way out to the ring and pulled off a career-ending stunt that shocked the world. Jeff climbed the top of the Steel Cage and hit The Primetime Champ' with an outstanding crossbody, taking Trips' OUT of the game. Hardy took the fight further, this time into matters concerning the Steel Cage first hand. The Cage literally MOVED as Hardy threw Hunter into the pit of DESTRUCTION, HEAD FIRST! Hardy continued the brutal assault, furthering the actions another THREE times. The blood trickled down Triple H's face as the Primetime Title was left all alone in the middle of the ring. Much to the crowd's delight, Jeff left the ring WITH the Primetime Title; WITH Triple H's Championship! The question is.. has Jeff Hardy weakened Triple H? On Desire this week, Hunter has been FORCED to defend his Title against Edge. The time looms to be danger, as Trips' could be focused more on Jeff then his actual opponent. So many questions are to be answered this Monday Night. Will The Game be dis-advantaged after the BRUTAL Assault and the BRUTAL match he went through this past week? Will Triple H's mind be fully focused on Edge? Desire is definitely a night you can't afford to miss; tune in LIVE this Monday Night.. There's BOUND to be answers, and quite possibly.. a rage of revenge..

scene - No more than a couple of seconds after the scene opens up in the backstage area, the camera takes us right into the very prestige locker room of The Cerebral Assassin. Trips has his legs kicked back on a leather couch with an arrogant look of satisfaction on his face.

' cerebral assassin ' Triple H : " Well, well, well. Edge.. you finally decided to show your face. You've got more guts then brains, I'll give ya that much. Showing your face on national Television was something that quite frankly, I never expected from a man of your calibre. You showed me one thing Edge, and only one thing; You care about the business. You devote your misreable little life to it, much like myself, But the difference between The Game and you is simple enough for even you to understand. In this lifetime.. as long as I'm around.. you'll never amount to something you OR anyone could be proud of. I'm that one key figure that blocks you and the rest of the world from becoming what they dream; I'm the obstacle between the dreams..and between the reality. Many people have attemped to defeat The Game but ..heh, I think you know where they ended up. (Cocky Grin) Mark my words Edge, I will take you to a whole new level of wrestling. I'll take you beyond where you've EVER been before Edge, I'll make you feel pain you would of never imagined possible to the human structure. I set the pace the very first week when I beat the HELL out of John Cena.. I walked out, Primetime Champ, came in last week.. ENDED the career of a man who repeatedly told the world that The Lord was behind him. Haha.. Edge, you're caught up in a place where you can't comprehend the language. I am the best your damn eyes have ever seen and this week, on Desire, after I TAKE back my Primetime Championship.. I WILL make an example out of you because really, Edge, that's all you mean to me. I'm walkin' into Desire with ONE goal.. and that's to make you believe, Edge.. that This Game.. is FOREVER! "

scene - Triple H laughs appearing to be critically confident of himself.

' cerebral assassin ' Triple H : " Fact is Edge you're luck has run it's race. You've got nothing more to deliver that you can proudly speak of. Whether you like it or not, I couldn't care a less.. you and I both know that you don't compare to myself.. but have a think for a moment, Adam. Who would honestly to god believe that you actually compare to me? Heh, even you have to admit kid.. You're like second hand clothes to me. You're absolutely useless in every aspect of life. This Monday Night, I'm gonna FORCE you into Playing This Game and beleive me, Edge, when you play.. you not only lose a match.. but I strip you of your pride. THAT'S how dominating THIS Game is and that's precisely why I am Undoubtedly the mountain of perfection! You try and climb this mountain, you'll find you'll fall flat on you're ass in a mere matter of seconds. Why, Edge? Heh.. 'cause that's just the way it is when you step up to the plate and try to play a game where choices are made FOR YOU!! "

scene - Hunter picks up a piece of wood; the type that you use to throw in the fireplace. Widdling the piece of wood sharply, Trips' looks back up towards the camera.

' cerebral assassin ' Triple H : " Ya know, there's nothing worse than a dull edge. So naive.. so unbeknownst.. so helpless. Edge... Time is ticking away, second by second.. by second. Understand one thing, that the moment you step foot into that squared circle on Desire... It is NO LONGER a matter of "Will I be walking out of that ring the winner?". As far as you're concerned, no, it's more like a case of "Will I be walking out .. PERIOD!?". Do yourself a favor, save me some time, and sharpen up enough to get a damn clue through that thick head of yours; YOU CAN'T PLAY ME! You can call yourself whatever the HELL you want! You can go by the name of The Beast, The King Of Cool, you can even go by Hunter's BITCH.. At the end of the day you're face is gonna be driven into the canvas one way or another. You're another sacrifical lamb to the Cerebral Assassin.. You see, I could go on for days about how I am going to virtually RIP you apart, limb from limb.. but the thing about that one kid is that I haven't GOT that amount of time. I'd even go as far to say that on Desire, it's your very last straw of ever coming close to being a Champion. After Desire, Edge.. I'm going to humiliate you enough that you'll push YOURSELF over that cliff.. Rest assure, I'll be laughing as your ass tumbles down to the very bottom. (Aitch Grins) Never gonna stop you, huh? Heh.. we'll see how long that quote of yours lasts for, I for one suspect it's on it's last leg this Monday Night; infact, I don't suspect it.. I know it, because I'm the one that SETS the rules for you. In that ring, pal.. I CONTROL every move you make! Edge.. I AM The Cerebral Assassin and this Monday Night, you're MY sacrificed little lamb.. "

scene - Trips' laughs to himself as he finishes off the final touches on the now very sharp piece of wood.

' cerebral assassin ' Triple H : " I've had Jeff Hardy STEAL my Primetime Championship but when that bell rings, This Game is purely aimed at you and you ONLY! Jeff can play his own little imaginary game inside of his head, sooner or later I'm gonna beat him out of the 21st Century and pick up The Title.. MY title! The fact that Jeff puts himself in a life or death situation is hard to believe, but the reality of it is that he's going to suffer the concequences that come with the actions he's elected to take. Come Desire, Edge, It's just a matter of re-gaining my gold and seeing you out on your very last opportunity. (Aitch Sighs) You know what I can't understand, Edge? It's that you walk around in the back tellin' everybody that you want to cause pain.. yet you're blinded by your own eye's. By you putting yourself in this predicament, you ARE causing pain.. Not on me, but on your dear little innocent self.. Haha. See, you're not good enough to be in the same ring as me nor will you EVER be. Your one of those guy's.. what do you call 'em? An ordinary jobber? Heh, yeah, that's it. Your just a kid off the block with an ounce of talent that I'm going to flush down your own toilet on Desire. You signed the dotted line for this match, bud, but what you didn't realize was that you also signed your last shot at a CWF Championship, regardless of it's prestige. After Monday Night, you'll be ashamed to walk down the STREET lettalone ever compete again. (Hunter Smirks, Looking Full Of Himself) Fact is, I'm not gonna kick your ass because I HAVE to, nor because I need to.. I'm gonna kick your ass because I CAN! Because I AM.. That DAMN Good! Whether the message has reached your peanut brain yet, That's something only you can answer.. but Edge.. this is One Game where I don't give you a choice. You don't GET an option; I kick your ass and you take it on the chin. There's not a damn thing you can do about it but Edge, pal, you take it.. and you like it. I've heard you ramble on about it being Game Over.. about you finally beating the odds. (Triple H Smirks Widely, Very Widely) "

' cerebral assassin ' Triple H : " For you that is (Aitch Grins Once Again) I've said it time and time again; The Game is Forever.. The Game is Untouchable, NOBODY can put themselves in the category of Out-Playing The Game because to be perfectly truthful to you all, there ISN'T a category. "

scene - Hunter lowers the piece of wood to the ground below him. Trips' lifts his head back up and focuses in on the camera.

' cerebral assassin ' Triple H : " I hope you have some idea as to what you're gonna be receiving on Monday Night. Haha, I guarantee you.. It'll be one night that'll stick in your mind for years and years to come.. "

scene - Triple H turns his attention back down at the wood, back to the camera, and back down at the wood once again. A confident and arrogant smirk lay's across his face as the scene eventually fades to black.