["Lightning Song" by Queens Of The Stone Age hits the PA system and the crowd come alive as the MWF cameras go live in Akron, Ohio for the MWF's last show in the state. The fans show their support for their favourite wrestlers and the camera pans the arena before focusing on JP and Sully.]

JP: Welcome to MWF Monday Night...

Sully: Dynamite!

JP: Thank you Sully, what a show we have to give you tonight. The MWF could go to the next gear tonight, Ross Allen and Insane Wayne, two legends in their own right are clashing in the ring.

Sully: We going to bet on it JP?

JP: Of course not...I don't gamble.

Sully: Well I do, I'll have $100 on Insane Wayne to maul Allen.

JP: Maul? Nobody mauls Ross Allen...are you mad?

Sully: Nope...just informed, and it's clear to see that Wayne is in the better mind set.

JP: Ross Allen is one of the most intense wrestlers out there, Wayne can't be more intense.

Sully: Haven't you seen Wayne's matches in the UWF with the likes of Kaos.

JP: This Kaos guy, everyone keeps talking about him, do you think he'll come to the MWF?

Sully: There is no telling what might happen, who knows what Ed and Fozzy have planned for the MWF's future.

JP: Those two will never get on, so while one does one thing, the other does another.

Sully: It's no way to run this place, Ed should do the sensible thing and retire, leave Fozzy in charge of the good ship MWF.

[The camera cuts backstage and we see Sam King and The Jeopardizer in their locker room. The two men are sitting on opposite sides, King is shinning his MWF Xtreme Title while Jay-Z looks at his MWF Tag Team Title. Neither of the men is speaking, just looking at their titles. Jay-Z gets up and walks towards the door, King looks up.]

King: Where you going, buddy?

Jay-Z: I need a drink.

King: Want to get me one?

Jay-Z: Not particularly...

King: Like that is it? You still pissed about this whole Nova thing?

[Jay-Z turns to face King.]

Jay-Z Yeah, maybe I am.

King: But why? I am simply showing a little respect to the guy.

Jay-Z: You're showing respect to a man who can't even beat Avail.

King: I'm sure he can, he was just out of sorts.

Jay-Z: Don't make excuses for him King...I'm going to go out there and I am going to rip Avail into pieces to show that prick Nova how it is done.

King: You do just...

Jay-Z: And if you come within an inch of the ring...I might just have to beat you to.

[King stands up and glares into the eyes of Jay-Z.]

King: Is that so?

Jay-Z: Yeah, now if you'll excuse me, I have a headache and I need a drink.

[Jay-Z opens the door and leaves, slamming the door behind him. King stares at the door as the camera cuts back to JP and Sully.]

Sully: Did you see that? The MWF's Tag Team Champions appear to be on the rocks!

JP: It can't be, it must just be the tension of tonight.

Sully: I don't think it is JP, those two men have serious problems with each other.

JP: I think Jay-Z is playing this up far too much.

Sully: Jay-Z is standing up for himself, for the first time in ages he actually acts like a man.

JP: He's sick of living in Sam King's shadow, but the truth is, Jay-Z can't upstage King because Sam King will always be better than The Jeopardizer.

Sully: I wouldn't be so sure, an angry man is a dangerous man.

JP: I think Avail could really feel the wrath of Jay-Z tonight.

Sully: Hopefully Avail will put his fire out for him.

JP: I can't see that happening, although Avail has been on quite a winning streak.

Sully: Three and zero JP, three and zero, what a start to his MWF career.

JP: He even beat Nova, somehow I think Jay-Z can pick up the win just because of the bags of talent he has.

['Till I collapse' by Eminem hits the PA system and the crowd jump up to cheer their Television champion. Justin Sane dominantly strolls out onto the entrance ramp proudly wearing his newly won TV title. As he walks down the ramp a little way, he takes the title from around his waist and holds it up to the Ohio crowd in the arena.]

Peter Santos: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 307lbs… your Television champion… JUSTIN Sane!

[Sane hops onto the ring apron, and slides into the ring. He raises both arms in the ring, saluting to the crowd.]

JP: What a man! And how good does that title look on him?

Sully: You're talking to me?! Sorry, it was such a dumbass question, I thought you were talking to yourself.

JP: Grow up, Sully.

[Sane stands in the ring waiting for Wildfire as his music comes to an end. He waits several seconds, then starts to stroll the ring. Peter Santos waits, also, and eventually steps into the ring to announce Wildfire before his entrance.]

Peter Santos: And the opponent… weighing in at 210lbs, Wildfire!

[Still, nothing. The crowd starts to get impatient and start hurling abuse, trying to get the infamous Wildfire out. Suddenly, coming through the crowd, Wildfire hops over the barricade and slides into the ring! Santos makes a hasty exit, as Wildfire jumps on Sane's back, and takes him down with clubs to the back!]

JP: From behind! What a coward!

Sully: But look at him go, JP! He really is wild, and on fire! Haha!

[Sane shakes off Wildfire, and gets his composure back. The unorthodox Wildfire bounces off the ropes, and tries to hit a cross-body on the big guy, but no avail. He tries again, but Justin Sane simply clotheslines the lightweight down to the canvas. Sane smiles at Wildfire as he gets back up to his feet.]

JP: There's a difference of 97lbs, ladies and gentleman, between these two competitors! Justin Sane is gonna have no problem hitting the Insane Drop on Wildfire!

[Sane goes to clothesline Wildfire, but Wildfire uses his quickness to dodge the attack. He tries to sweep Sane off his feet, but again, Sane stays up. Wildfire turns round, to see Sane standing on his unbreakable vertical base once again. Justin Sane charges forward and almost takes Wildfire's head off with a clothesline from hell!]

JP: Nobody makes a fool of Justin Sane!

Sully: Wildfire did last week, remember?

JP: And now he's paying the price! What a clothesline!

[Sane goes the cover, and referee Charles Galliant makes the cover: 1… 2… Wildfire kicks out after two. Sane picks up Wildfire and continues the assault. He whips him into the ropes and as Wildfire comes back Sane takes down Wildfire with another thunderous clothesline!]

Sully: C'mon, Wildfire! Get up!

JP: Justin Sane is dominating this match! Wildfire hasn't got a look in.

[Justin Sane picks up Wildfire, and lets him flop back down in a heap on the canvas. Sane turns away from Wildfire and starts to talk casually to the referee who doesn't seem pleased with Sane's relaxed behavior. Suddenly from behind comes Wildfire, and rolls up Sane with a schoolboy pin! Galliant goes down onto his knees and counts: 1… Sane powerfully kicks out!]

Sully: Damn… so close!

JP: Sully, it was barely one!

[Sane goes to take down Wildfire with a big boot, but Wildfire ducks, and plants Sane with a small spear, temporarily knocking the big guy down. Wildfire wastes no time leaping to the top turnbuckle.]

JP: Where's he going?!

Sully: For the Crisis, of course! A 720-splash! It's a phenomenal move - you should see it, JP!

[Wildfire leaps off the turnbuckle, and spins round in the air, and perfectly times his ending… but Justin Sane is up on one knee! He cunningly catches Wildfire on his return, and holds his body up high, he twists him round in the air, and plants him with a Chokeslam From Hell!]

JP: What a reversal from the TV Champion! Wildfire was gonna finish it off with The Crisis, but Sane leapt to his feet, caught Wildfire in mid-air, and delivered a thunderous Chokeslam!

Sully: It was going so well for Wildfire! Damn Justin Sane! Damn him!

[Instead of going for the victory, Sane lifts up the limp Wildfire, kicks him the abdomen, and delivers the Insane Drop to the broken body of Wildfire!]

Sully: C'mon! Talk about insult to injury, JP! Is there no stopping this animal!?

[Justin Sane casually lays himself across Wildfire, who's totally out of it now. Charles Galliant brings his hand down for the 1-2-3, and the win! Sane's music starts up again, as Sane slides out of the ring. He goes over to the time-keeping table and grabs his championship belt. He lifts it up high, showing the whole crowd his TV title.]

Peter Santos: And your winner, through pinfall, Justin Sane!

JP: How proud is he for winning that title, Sully?! And boy does he deserve it!

Sully: Who does he think he is?! Insane Wayne?!

JP: Talking of the man, Sully… he's coming up tonight, in singles action when he takes on Ross Allen! A hell of a lot of pride is at stake!

[Justin Sane climbs the turnbuckle and holds up his title in the air. The camera cuts backstage and Sam King is standing with the MWF's Number One Interviewer, Ian Gonzales.]

Gonzales: Sam, tonight is going to be one of your biggest, if not the biggest test you have ever faced in the MWF, how do you feel?

King: I feel great Ian, because I know that I am going to go out there and face a decent wrestler. I am not going out to face some run of the mill opponent, I know that when I win tonight then I will havce really earned my win and be the true Xtreme Champion.

Gonzales: I must just say, you make a great Xtreme Champion.

King: Why thank you Ian.

Gonzales: It's suprising really, when you entered the MWF did you envisage yourself as the Xtreme Champion?

King: To begin with, then no, I wasn't really up for the Xtreme side of wrestling....but I took my chance when entered into the tournament and I found that really you don't need to be too Xtreme. This title is all about taking risks, and I know how to take the risks and using my technical knowledge I can make sure the risks work out.

Gonzales: Talking of risks....your relationship with your tag team partner, Jay-Z, he is fighting next and surely a risk would be to interfere in the match, do you plan to get involved?

King: No, of course not. Jay-Z has requested I stay out of the match and that is what I plan to do. It is not in my interest to go out there against the wishes of my friend.

Gonzales: Well, thank you Sam, I shall let you go and find a monitor and watch the match. Is there anything you'd like to finish....

[Ian is cut off by the sound of a pole being smashed against the ground.]

Gonzales: Jesus! What the hell was that?

[Ian, Sam and the camera turn to the corridor and they see that a pole has been snapped in half, it is rolled out from behind the corner. King walks forward and turns the corner and Ian screams as a metal pole is slammed into the head of the MWF Xtreme Champion.]

Gonzales: Oh my god! Who the? Why? Don't hurt me please!

[A face appears round the corner.]

Gonzales: Thunder Bull!

Thunder Bull: That's right Ian...your precious Xtreme Champion doesn't know the meaning of the word.

Gonzales: Why did you do that?

Thunder Bull: Because Ian, I shall be watching tonight and I want to see this pathetic excuse for a Champion, if you can call him that, lose to Nova.

Gonzales: But that's not right, and you're hardly Xtreme yourself.

Thunder Bull: Ian....you're talking to the Innovater of Xtreem Hardcore Offense! Now goodnight Ian, and don't expect to see King with that belt for much longer.

Gonzales: Xtreme Hardcore Offense!?

[The camera cuts back to JP and Sully who like the crowd, have just seen the action.]

JP: I can't believe Thunder Bull just did that to Sam King, he can't get away with that!

Sully: I like him already and I haven't even seen him wrestle.

JP: He has an attitude problem, I hope they fire his ass.

Sully: I don't, Sam King needs some decent competition.

JP: Great work by Ian Gonzales as always...he gets so scared down there.

Sully: I wouldn't like his job, open to abuse and injury!

JP: I agree, tell you what, Sam King is going to want Thunder Bull for next week.

Sully: Now that'd be a great match.

JP: And King's tag team partner is up now, Jay-Z is against Avail.

Sully Avail, is the better man, he's going to win.

JP: How can you be sure, this is a No DQ match, you never know what might happen!