[The camera flickers up backstage, Ross Allen has walked into the arena canteen area, sitting at a table playing cards with a few young ladies is Anarkist. He looks up as Allen walks over.]

Anarkist: Ross, good to see you.

Allen: You to Anarkist.

Anarkist: Take a seat...

Allen: I'd rather stand.

Anarkist: Something wrong?

Allen: Ladies, would you excuse us?

[The ladies quickly drop their cards and scamper off, Allen places his hand on the table and leans forward, Anarkist stares up at the MWF World Champion.]

Allen: We need to find Mark Rose, and quickly.

Anarkist: We do?

[Anarkist grabs his beer and takes a huge gulp.]

Allen: Yes, very quickly...I fear he is about to do something.

Anarkist: Ross, just sit down and explain this to me, what is he going to do? Why do we need to rush off and find him?

Allen: You know, he tried to kill your family.

Anarkist: Yes...

Allen: I think...I think...he's going to try and do the same to mine.

Anarkist: But how? They're in Engl...

[The look on Ross' face says it all.]

Anarkist: They're not in England are they?

Allen: I brought them over, for a short holiday, they're here tonight. I tried ringing the cellphone but it is switched off.

Anarkist: God damn!

[Anarkist leaps up from the table, throwing his beer in the general direction of the bin.]

Anarkist: We need a search party, and where is Ed, we need to see the President.

Allen: I tried phoning Ed, I only got his voicemail.

Anarkist: Alright, split up, I'll find Ed, and you find Rose.

Allen: Are you sure? I don't want you bumping into Rose alone, you sure you could handle him.

[Anarkist has a sarcastic look on his face, he gives a playful smile, Ross pats Anarkist on the back and the two men go their seperate ways.]

Sully: Rose isn't after his family, he's mad!

JP: Rose is a psycho! Of course he is after Allen's family, he wants to start a war.

Sully: Sorry to disappoint you JP, but we're already at war.

JP: Well a personal war then...and where is President Ed Walker?

Sully: Who cares?

JP: Ross Allen is a good man, he doesn't deserve all this shit, I hope someone finds Rose.

[The camera cuts to a corridor, standing in the corridor all alone is MWF star, Tempest. The former UWF World Champion appears to be talking to himself, the camera gets closer so we can hear.]

Tempest: Anarkist, you don't scare me, listen....now...I know you might be bigger than me, taller than me, heavier than me...oh this isn't working! How am I ever going to be able to face the guy in a match, I'm a former UWF World Champion...I've faced guys like him before, week in week out, he can't be any different. Except he's a psycho...but then again Mark Rose beat him, yes Rose beat him, I know, I'll find Rose and ask him how he beat him. Now where is Mark Rose?

[Tempest runs off down the corridor and the camera cuts back to the arean where the crowd are utterly enthraled with the goings on backstage.]

Sully: Now Tempest is looking for Mark Rose, who next?

JP: He's an elusive man, and I hope he's not trying to be hidden because I hope he hasn't got anything to do with Allen's family.

Sully: He probably just missed his flight thats all.

JP: No, he was here yesterday, training, I saw him, the fans saw him.

Sully: Well he's probably somewhere around, maybe he's gone for a walk? Or perhaps he got hungry? He doesn't have a match tonight so he can disappear at anytime.

JP: Yes...maybe it is all just a false alarm.

Sully: The wrestlers are allowed to leave the arena you know, things have moved on now JP.

JP: And where is Ed?

Sully: I say again, who cares? Maybe he's with Mark Rose, maybe he's with a woman, maybe he's with the General Manager?

JP: I'm so tense!

[The scene is backstage once again and we are in the office of the MWF President Edward Walker, with him as usual is Tom Holliday, the chief Medical Officer for the MWF. Tom is signing some forms while Ed paces around the room.]

Holliday: Ed would you please sit down, it's un-nerving.

Ed: I'm sorry Tom, I just can't help but wonder what we're going to do, we're in a right mess.

Holliday: A mess?

Ed: We can only put out two matches per show at the moment, everyone wants time off to see their family, or time to rest injuries...or time off for whatever other reasons.

Holliday: Well they're good reasons, and you haven't had any time off, maybe you should take a break?

Ed: A break! A break! How the hell can I take a break?

Holliday: Even the Presidents of the biggest companies in the world have to take a break sometimes, and lets face it, as big as MWF is becoming its nowhere near say a Shell, or a Microsoft.

Ed: But if I take a break this place will fall apart...it will rip at the seams.

Holliday: Could always leave someone else in charge? Just for a week...

Ed: Who? Fozzy? He'll have all sorts of plots started while I am away, he'll make sure I don't return.

Holliday: You had your chance to dispose of him while he was away...but you didn't take my advice.

Ed: Tom, as much as I respect your medical knowledge, you know nothing about running a wrestling company!

Holliday: No need to shout!

Ed: I AM NOT SHOUTING!

[As Ed screams those words, the door opens and a familiar figure steps into the office, Tom and Ed turn round to see standing there...]

Ed: Joe Foale!

Foale: Hey Ed, Tom, how are you?

Ed: Kid, you've come back here, I thought you were down under?

Foale: Well I was...but I finished up there, cleaned up a few big shows and made a name for myself..but Australia and New Zealand is a limited market, compared to this place its nothing.

Ed: I always knew you'd come back to us.

Foale: Is there still an option for me to re-contract with the MWF?

Ed: Is there hell!? Tom, head on down and find Fozzy, tell him we've got a new signing.

Holliday: Yes sir...see you later Joe, nice to see you back.

Foale: Thanks Tom...

[Joe waits until Tom Holliday has left the room, he steps closer to Ed.]

Foale: Ed, I really appreciate you allowing me to come back. I have to admit that I really liked it down under, and I feel I should have stayed there.

Ed: Why did you come back then?

Foale: Because I have unfinished business here.

Ed: With who?

Foale: You remember my last match here.

Ed: I think it was your last and your first...shame really, but yes I remember, Monday Night Dynamite, January Twenty, Main Eventing you were.

Foale: Myself and Allen...against The Grudge and Anarkist.

Ed: Great match, you didn't put in the performance we were hoping for though.

Foale: Well that is why I came back, I felt guilty, ashamed that I didn't take the offer with both hands.

Ed: Joe, I don't hold anything...

Foale: Give me Anarkist.

Ed: You what?

Foale: I want Anarkist in a match...

Ed: Are you crazy?

Foale: I want to take revenge, I felt, when I was in the ring with him, I felt almost scared and I want to prove to myself that I have nothing to fear. I also want to show Ross what a fool he is being by trusting such a double crossing...

Ed: Anarkist has reformed.

Foale: I'll believe it when I see it, now I'm going to find Anarkist.

Ed: Nice to see you again Joe, we'll have the paperwork sorted out as soon as possible.

Foale: Give me a call when you need me to put pen to paper.

[President Edward Walker and Joe Foale shake hands, before Foale leaves in search of Anarkist, who is in turn searching for Mark Rose. The camera shows backstage, Anarkist walking down a corridor looking for the President, Ross Allen hurrying to find Rose, Tempest looking for Rose and now Foale searching for Anarkist.]

JP: It's like a giant game of cat and mouse back there!

Sully: Haha! Great way to put it JP.

JP: It's great to see Joe Foale back, he's an amazing young talent, but I am sure he has grown up a bit wrestling down under.

Sully: The New Zealand Champion, what an honour that would be, how many wrestlers are there in New Zealand?

JP: I am sure they have their fare share of talent, you have to understand that not every country is like America in the talent stakes.

Sully: Yes I know that...I am not, as hard as it may be to believe JP, I am not stupid!

JP: I never said you were.

Sully: JP, I think they've found Mark Rose!

[The camera quickly flickers up backstage, with Mark Rose about to step into a slick black car, he takes one glance back at the MWF arena and then pauses, and turns back again to see Ross Allen sprinting out of the arena.]

Allen: ROSE! Get your ass away from that car...right now!

[Mark Rose takes a step away from the car, and stands tall as the MWF World Champion nears him.]

Allen: What the hell do you think you're playing at?

Rose: Ross...Ross...Ross...what are you blubbering about?

Allen: My locker room!

Rose: What happened?

Allen: It's been completely trashed, and do you know what I found on the floor by the door...

Rose: No...what?

Allen: A rose, Mark, a rose.

Rose: So?

Allen: Well it doesn't take a genuis!

Rose: Ross, I can assure you I...

[Allen's hand slaps across the face of Mark Rose, the MWF World Champion leans close to Mark Rose and spits these words in his ear.]

Allen: Where's my family?

[Rose looks up into the eyes of Ross Allen, a bemused look on his face.]

Allen: Are you deaf, where is my family?

[Rose doesn't answer instead he just shakes his head.]

Allen: For Christ's sake, where the hell is my family Rose? I've tried calling them, I've got people looking all over for them...now tell me, where is my family?

Rose: Your family? I don't know your family.

[Allen grabs Rose by the throat and forces him against the car, he screams into Rose's face.]

Allen: TELL ME WHERE MY FAMILY IS!

[Rose in a sudden burst of anger pushes the World Champion away, Allen staggers back and Mark Rose runs forward and kicks the World Champion in the mid-section...Allen is doubled up and Rose grabs Ross' face and throws him down to the concrete. Rose stomps on the face of Ross Allen, the MWF World Champion is down as suddenly Anarkist runs to the rescue.]

Anarkist: Get the hell away from him!

[Anarkist is running from the arena with a team of security men behind him, Rose turns and leaps into his car, the car screams as he hits the gas and screeches away from the scene. He suddenly stops the car a little further on and turns around and drives slowly back, he rolls down the window.]

Rose: I'll see you at Madness Allen, me and you, one on one.

[Rose pulls the window up and the car screams off out of the car park, Anarkist helps the MWF World Champion to his feet, the scene cuts back to JP and Sully.]

JP: That was crazy!

Sully: Mark Rose showing his class...

JP: Class, he's nothing but a criminal, first he sets fire to Anarkist's house, then he trashes a locker room and then he could have kidnapped the family of Ross Allen!

Sully: It's all assumptions JP.

JP: I don't think so, that man is crazy!

Sully: Just watch the next match and shut up JP!