Sully: I like the look of this new wrestler, what's his name?

JP: Nova?

Sully: Not not Nova! I mean the guy who helped Anarkist out last night....he didn't do a very good job though.

JP: Oh, you mean Avail.

Sully: Yeah that's the one, he looks like he could go far in the MWF.

JP: He's debuting against Alex Adema tonight, poor Double A has had a rough time as of late.

Sully: That's because he's a lazy cunt!

Peter Santos: This match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Ottawa, Ontraio, Canada, weighing in at 273 lbs, Alex Adema!

[The crowd jeer as "Liberate" by Disturbed hits the PA system and the Double A walks from the entrance curtain, he walks down the ramp, his head hanging downwards almost in despair.]

JP: This is what happens when a wrestler loses his confidence....confidence is one of the most vital parts of a wrestler.

Sully: If you've got confidence then you can do anything that you want, look at Ross Allen, the man has confidence.

JP: He also has undeniable skill...

Peter Santos: And his opponent, making his debut in an MWF ring, from Boston, he weighs in at just 170 lbs., Avail!

["Rape Me" by Nirvana blasts from the PA system which gives off a little crackle before coming to life, the crowd come to life with jeers and mocking Avail, at only 5'4" he is almost a foot shorter than Alex Adema.]

Sully: He's so small!

JP: And....how the hell can this guy wrestle, this is a joke right?

Sully: I have a feeling it isn't, maybe, he has hidden powers?

[The crowd roar as the bell sounds and referee Grant August steps back, and the two men lock up, Adema knees Avail in the head, Adema laughs as he sends Avail into the turnbuckle, Adema comes charging at him but Avail gets his moves out of the way and Adema crashes into the turnbuckle, Avail low blows Adema and rolls him up with a schoolboy....1! Adema breaks free, looking shocked that Avail managed a move on him.]

JP: Look at Adema's face, he can't believe that Avail just did that!

[Grant August calls for Adema to get onto it, Avail runs behind Adema and bounces off the ropes and comes running back and executes a facebuster on Adema, Adema's face shatters against the mat and he clutches it rolling over and over, Avail is laughing as he goes to the mat and locks in a very unorthadox leg lock, it appears to work until Adema recovers his sentances and boots Avail off him. Adema gets to his feet and grabs Avail by his black hair, Avail is sent up for a huge supelx, Avail clutches his back in pain, milking it, Adema roars and goes to the top rope, the crowd gasp as he takes off looking for the top rope leg drop......but at the last second Avail rolls out of the way and Adema leg drops the canvas, he is sitting up holding his leg, Avail comes running and slides in with a dropkick to the head of the grounded Adema, Adema collpases to the mat as Avail taunts to the crowd who give a mixed reaction.]

Sully: I am kind of liking this guy....he's not bad.

JP: This is crazy, how did they employ someone as talentless as this?

[Adema is getting to his feet, Avail whips him into the ropes and as Adema comes back then Avail executes a hurricanrana to the suprise of the crowd, and Adema goes flying into the mat, Avail runs to the top rope and the crowd roar as he leaps off....and hits a moonsault onto the fallen Alex Adema. Avail has him covered....1....2! Alex Adema rolls the shoulder, pushing Avail off him.]

Sully: Yes....look who it is!

[The crowd explode as Anarkist is walking down the entrance ramp, he has a large bandage around his ribs, and also around his head, the crowd jeer and taunt the loser from Comeback, he ignores them, Grant August turns around to look at Anarkist, while he does then Avail pulls a pair of brass knucks from his jeans and picks up Alex Adema, the crowd boo and scream for the referee to turn around as Avail knocks out Double A with a sharp punch to the head with the brass knucks, Avail slips the brass back into his pocket and hooks the leg, Grant August turns round to see what all the noise is about, he counts....1....2...3! Avail leaps to his feet to the jeers of the crowd.]

JP: Cheat!

Peter Santos: And your winner through pinfall, Avail!

Sully: Wow, I really like this guy now, he knows how to sieze an opportunity...

JP: But he cheated, Alex Adema could have turned the match around and got a much needed win.

Sully: Oh JP! When will you realise, in the interest of fairness you have to cheat to get anywhere, you don't complain where your prescious Ross Allen cheats do you?

JP: That's because he never cheats!

Sully: Yes he doe!

JP: Does not!

Sully: Grow up!

JP: No, you grow up!

[The crowd hush for just a moment, but break out in a collection of boos and jeers as "Debaser" by The Pixies echoes through the small building. The General Manager of the MWF, Fozzy, tramps onto the steel entrance, looking anything but pleased.]

JP: Comeback was an unsuccessful night for the General Manager.

Sully: Fozzy's not to be blamed for last night's actions, JP.

JP: Yeah, right!

[Fozzy's face is a picture of bad news. He walks down the ramp and rolls into the ring. As he takes a microphone from the mat, we catch a glimpse of the large bruise pasted across his cheekbone.]

Sully: Ouch. Poor Fozzy took a real big beating from both Justin Sane and Ed Walker last night.

[He gazes into the crowd as they die down. He doesn't seem to care at the moment, where they boo, cheer, or just sit there.]

Fozzy: Last night was a successful night, if you won the MWF Title. Last night was successful if you're the MWF President. Last night wasn't so successful for the General Manager. The man I have backed from the beginning &endash; Jakk Hollow &endash; lost his cage match. Not only did he lose his cage match, he lost OUR cage match. I was as much a part of it as he was.

JP: And that was just damn wrong!

Fozzy: Due to the lack of success last night, I made the immediate decision to FIRE Jakk Hollow!

[The crowd break into jeers, but Fozzy overrules their yelling.]

Fozzy: No! Don't you people dare boo me! I did it for his own good, and yours! MWF needs lesser fools like Jakk Hollow &endash; people who can't saved their Manager from attacks &endash; and more people like…

[Fozzy stops himself, clasping his hand over his mouth for a moment. As he moves his hand away, he mutters something.]

Fozzy: You shall see who I have soon enough… No Kidding.

[Fozzy throws his microphone in a random direction before swooping between the ropes and leaving the ringside arena.]

JP: What the hell does he mean by that?

Sully: I don't know do I!

JP: Well you should know, Mr.Wiseguy.

Sully: Me, the wiseguy? You're the one who has his own column....maybe Fozzy's going to pimp you next, JP and Fozzy I can see that one!

JP: I would never do that!

Sully Yeah right...now you listen here!

[The scene quickly cuts backstage leaving JP and Sully arguing, and we are at the back entrance to the arena where the wrestlers and staff enter, a man is struggling to walk through the door with a woman clinging to him.]

Man: Look, eye told you, for the last time, eye am not changing my mind.

Woman: Please, please, don't go back to it.

Man: Eye have to....it's my destiny...

Woman: But what about me!

Man: To hell with you, you have kept me away from what eye do best!

Woman: No! You don't mean...why won't you marry me?

Man: Marry you...eye'd rather fight Ross Allen in a steel cage with one hand tied behind my back, wrestling is what eye have to do...

Woman: But I love you Kid....

Kid: Eye used to love you, but you were never first, you always knew you were second, eye left my heart in this business and now eye must be re-united with it!

Woman: But you promised....you promised you'd never go back to it, you promised me.

Kid: NO! Just NO!

[At this point General Manager Fozzy walks around the corner, and seeing the pretty young blonde being dragged behind a well built man he presumes the worst.]

Fozzy: Are you hurt?

Kid: No eye damn well ain't, now who the hell are you?

Fozzy: Was I talking to you?

Kid: Well eye kinda guessed so...

Fozzy: I was actually aiming the question and the beautiful piece of womanhood at your arm.

Kid: Oh that...

[Kid brushes her off and she falls to the floor, tears rolling down her face, she screams loudly a long and ear piercing scream, Fozzy rushes to her side and cradles her in his arms, an evil smile on his face.]

Kid: What the?

Woman: At least this guy cares, you dirty....smelly.....loser!

Kid: That the best you got?

Fozzy: Now look here, whatever your name is....

[Fozzy blinks, he seems to recognise the man he is looking at.]

Fozzy: Wait....I know you....

Kid: And eye know you....

Fozzy: You can't be...but you retired...then I left and no....but you....

Kid: Fozz?

Fozzy: It sure is, what the hell you doing here Kid?

Woman: Oh god, two men who know each other in a wrestling company....I'm off, face it Kid you can't live without me, take your big contract, fuck all the backstage crew, leave me behind but I'll always be with you, in your heart you will never forget me, years we were together and you want to throw it all away.

Kid: You're like a fly, always buzzing around me, eye'll be glad to be rid of you!

Woman: Fine!

Kid: Go then...

Woman: I am going!

Kid: No your not...you're crying.

Woman: I am going, look, watch!

[The woman turns and walks away, she stops and turns, tears in her eyes, ravaged with redness, she spits at the direction of Kid and then turns her head, flicking her blonde hair, Fozzy and Kid stand there watching her go, Fozzy smirks.]

Fozzy: Got quite a rear end that one...a fine catch for any man.

Kid: Eye should know...Fozzy, it's great to see you again.

Fozzy: You to, Kid Insanity, but that the hell you doing here?

Kid: Well eye was looking for work, and you know with UwF being in the shitter, eye thought why not try the MWF, you guys are making waves.

Fozzy: Hmmm, but you're a big time player, we don't pay anything like you would be used to getting.

Kid: Eye don't care, eye need to get back in the ring!

Fozzy: Come with me Kid, come with me and I'm sure we can sort something out.

Kid: Fozzy, you rule man, now maybe eye can leave it all behind me now.

Fozzy: You sure can, you know Nova has signed with us as well...

Kid: Really...now eye...

[Kid's voice trails off as the camera comes back to a stunned arena, the crowd all know who Kid Insanity is and suddenly a huge cheer goes up around the arena, and the familiar chant of 'EYE! EYE! EYE!' can be heard as the crowd band on their seats and call for an appearance of the one and only Kid Insanity.]

JP: Kid Insanity!

Sully: In the MWF!

JP: My God! Sully, do you know what this means?

Sully: I don't know, you can never be sure with Kid Insanity around....he is one insane mother fucker.

JP: But he looks like he's been through one hell of a journey to get here, no doubt we'll find out exactly what soon enough.

Sully: Yeah....hey JP don't you have to be somewhere?

JP: Uh, where?

Sully: In the ring getting ready to interview your beloved Ross Allen!

JP: Oh god yeah!