['"Sing For The Moment" by Eminem slowly starts from the PA system and the crowd come alive for Monday Night Dynamite, a venue of around one thousand and fifty-five people are packed together to see Ohio's fastest growing wrestling federation. The camera's move around the arena, zooming in on excited fans who are wearing the merchandise of their favourite wrestlers, a large number of Ross Allen t-shirts can be seen, we join our commentary team of JP and Sully.]

JP: Good evening ladies and gentleman and welcome to MWF Monday Night Dynamite....and what a how we have planned for you tonight, to explode this evening we have Nova, Kid Insanity, Justin Sane, Jae Dee Ar, Anarkist and Ross Allen all in the ring tonight.

Sully: The main event is going to be something to remember forever, Ross Allen will go head to head, with the best wrestler in this federation, Anarkist, for the MWF World Title.

JP: A re-match after what happened at MWF: Comeback two weeks ago, where Ross Allen picked up the victory with a fine display.

Sully: It was a fluke of a win, he cheated by ripping the mask of Anarkist off distracting him and then winning....Anarkist was powerless.

JP: It was Anarkist's fault for covering his face, if he had just got on without the mask then he might have won the damn match.

Sully: Well...he didn't want the humiliation.

[The camera suddenly cuts backstage and we see Justin Sane behind the entrance curtain, with him is Ian Gonzales, Justin Sane is obviously pumped, his eyes are bulging as he faces Ian.]

Gonzales: Justin, tonight you have a crucial match, Jae Dee Ar has been put up to face you after his seemingly unexplainable rant last week on Dynamite, how are you going to treat the match?

Sane: Well Ian, I am going to do a number of things. Firstly, I want an explanation of his actions last week on Dynamite, I don't know what he was on about last week and if I have to beat something out of him to try and understand why he shot his mouth off at me then I will.

Gonzales: I think we would all like to find an explanation for his actions, now, let me ask, are you sad to have ended your feud with Jakk Hollow so soon?

Sane: Sad? I was ecstatic, the MWF is a better place without that guy, there is no need to even mention him anymore.

Gonzales: Well I think the match is going to start soon, I had better be off backstage, one last question before I go....what are your plans after tonight?

Sane: Well, if all goes well tonight then I intend to try and push for a chance at a title, I want to feel a belt around my waist if its possible, you see that TV Title, that would be perfect for me.

Gonzales: I think it could be to. Good luck tonight Justin.

Sane: Thank you Ian, have a good evening.

["Sad But True" by Metallica hits the PA system and the crowd give a warm welcome to Nova as he struts his stuff to the crowd, clad in a black hoody with white trims. He stops halfway down the ramp to soak in more of the crowd's chants for 'The Real Star'.]

Peter Santos: On his way to the ring, from Manhattan, New York, weighing in at 240 pounds... 'The Real Star' NOVA!

[Suddenly, from out of nowhere, Avail attacks Nova from behind!]

JP: What the hell!

Sully: Where did Avail come from?!

[Avail pounces on Nova and knocks him down, into the ring. The bell rings, and Avail capatalises on his cheating entrance, by smashing Nova's head into the turnbuckle, Nova stumbles backwards and Avail manages to hit a sneaky low-blow! The crowd is booing loudly as Nova falls to the floor clutching his groin.]

Sully: Tactical move from Avail, there.

[Avail goes for the cover, but referee Chad Patison can only find a two. Avail picks up Nova by the hair and whips him against the ropes Nova crumbles Avail's advantage, by evening things up with a flying-cross-body!]

JP: Just two minutes into the match, Sully. And Nova is fighting back from that unholy attack from Avail!

Sully: Unholy my a-...

[Nova picks himself up, and waits for Avail to get up. Nova tries to lift up Avail for the 'Big Bang', but Avail reverses the move and Nova stumbles out of the ring, through the bottom and middle ropes. Avail gets his composure back, then launches himself over the top rope, almost into the front row! Nova dives out of the way at the last moment, and Avail back hits the barricade hard.]

Sully: Ooh... I heard that!

JP: What impact!

[Avail clutches his back, as Nova throws him back into the ring. He climbs onto the apron, wasting no time whatsoever, he flips himself over the top rope, and hits a sommersault leg-drop onto the foe! Instead of going for the cover, Nova looks to finish it off in just five minutes of the match.

JP: I think the high-flying Nova is gonna finish this one off early!

[Within a few moment, Nova is standing on the top rope, looking down at Avail, nicely positioned on the mat. Nova taunts the crowd, before leaping off the top turnbuckle, and majesticly lands the Sky Twister Press onto Avail!]

JP: Man, this one is OVER! Watch it, Sully!

Sully: I'm watching, I'm watching!

[Nova creeps onto Avail who is seemingly out of it. Patison brings down his hand for the one, for the two, and for the thre--- Avail puts a droopy leg on the bottom rope! Nova is bewildered; Nova is still out of it, but somehow he managed to put his leg on the top, breaking up the count.]

Sully: I told you! I told you, JP! This man has a gift!

[Nova picks up Avail and sits him between his legs, looking for a supposed powerbomb.]

JP: Don't speak to soon, Sully!

[Nova tries to finish Avail off with 'The Big Bang', like he finished off Cid last week. Patison checks to see if Avail is still concious, and before Nova can complete the move, a burst of energy shoots through Avail, and the 'MWF's friendly heel' hits a low blow punch to Nova for the second time in the match! Nova bends down in pain. Avail takes a second-breather, before hitting the 'Dirty Deeds' to Nova!]

Sully: DIRTY DEEDS! Ha!

[Avail slowly crawls accross Nova, and a birds-eye-view camera shot shows Nova in the centre of the ring, no-where near the ropes. Avail hooks the leg and Chad Patison makes the cover: 1... 2... 3!]

Peter Santos: The winner of this match, through pinfall, Avail!

[Avail slides off Nova, and crawls into the corner, to get his breath back.]

JP: Damnit... that cheating son of a gun!

Sully: Check it out, John! Three wins, no losses!

[Before Avail can even make it to his feet, Sam King, as expected in some people's minds, comes running down the rampway! He slides into the ring, and, simple with his bare fist, knocks out Avail in one punch! The crowd are in a frenzy as King looks down with a livid expression on his face. He pants like a dog, looking down at Avail, on the mat.]

JP: I can't believe Nova lost!

Sully: If he has talent then why is he still opening the MWF's events?

JP: Because he's waiting, for the right moment to take his step up, no point in rushing these things.

Sully: But if he is that damn good he should be up there beating seven bells out of that idiot Ross Allen....who is going to lose that title of his tonight.

JP: Ross Allen, lose to Anarkist?

Sully: I know it may sound absurd to such an irrignaranus such as yourself....but Anarkist is ten times better than Ross Allen could even hope to be.

JP: Ross Allen is the MWF World Champion, you can't talk about him like that!

Sully: I'll talk about him how I want to JP, he can't exactly fire me can he, I mean why the hell would I be fired?

JP: For annoying me.

Sully: What you say goes, eh? Column man!

JP: You're just jealous...

Sully: I could never be jealous of you, but Anarkist on the other hand, I wish I could be as good in the ring as he is.

JP: Tell you who is good in a ring....Jae Dee Ar.

Sully: I can't agur eon that one, I've really been impressed with this guy, he seems to have it all!

JP: Justin Sane isn't half bad either.