The scene changes to show the inside of the facility as Manix makes his way up to the front desk. He is immediately recognized and shown proper respect.

Nurse: Nice to see you could make it Mr. Manix. He is in his room preparing for his big night tomorrow night. He's been talking about it non stop since you phoned and asked. Right this way.

Manix is lead down the long hallway through all the screaming patients that are screaming out for both their sanity and their freedom. They come to the door of the man in question. The nurse tugs on Manix's suit as he is about to grab the door handle and walk in.

Nurse: Sorry sir, but only you are allowed to enter the room. I can't allow anyone else to enter, not even myself.

Manix: It's ok, rules are rules after all.

Manix puts his hand over the camera and shoves him back. The camera man stumbles and falls as the scene goes black and all that can be heard is the fuzz. The footage comes to an end.

Manix: This better be good. I am rushing to get these last few papers into the station so they will allow Blaze Of Glory to air.

Secretary: I'm sorry sir, but he is here.

Manix: Who's here?

Secretary: The man you requested to remain nameless. He's here to see you.

Manix: Oh, yes yes. Send him in immediately.

Manix kicks back as a knock comes to the door. Manix screams for the man to enter and he walks in. The camera doesn't reveal his face, but from the back of him we can tell he is a rather large man. He slams his fists down onto the desk and stares deep into the eyes of Manix. Manix stares back then after a few seconds that feel like hours of tension, Manix breaks a smile.

Manix: I see some things never change my friend. You don't seem to have missed a beat in that place. Are you ready for tonight?

Man: Do you really need to ask me? You should know me better than that.

Manix: I know. I just got too much stuff on my mind. Now, just sign this dotted line and you are free to go roam about the arena.

Manix slides a contract across the desk and the man picks it up and immediately begins to examine it. He slams it down on the desk, and just stares at it. He then holds out his hand to Manix. Manix gets a confused look on his face.

Man: A pen. Give me a pen.

Manix smiles as he pulls a drawer open and hands it to the man. The man bends over and signs the contract quickly and shoves it across the desk to Manix. The man then storms out of the room without a word. Manix leans back and smiles an evil smirk.

Manix: Everything is turning out nicely. I just hope that MPW is ready for the evil that is about to be released on them.

The footage fades out and we come live to the Skydome in Toronto, Ontario Canada. The lights dim and pyros start shooting out from all over the arena. The new MPW theme plays and the fans come alive with cheers. The lights totally black out and the screen comes to life with "Blaze Of Glory" written all over it and the fans cheer again. Over the P.A. system these words are spoken.

Voice: A coward dies a thousand deaths while a soldier dies but once. Tonight will be the difference. Tonight will be the night when we find out who really is a soldier and who the cowards are. This will be an all out battle for gold and glory. Those who fall tonight may never be the same. Their lives will be forever changed as their own blood is spilled as well as the blood of their opponents. This is a turning point for MPW. This is a new beginning for those who are soldiers and for those who aren't they will burn in a BLAZE OF GLORY!!!

The lights come back to full after those final words are spoken. The crowd cheers again as the screen comes alive once again with footage of various different matches of various different MPW superstars. After that, in huge block letters MANIX INC crosses the screen then footage of Manix's finest moments are shown. All the different feds Manix has worked for is then flashed across the screen. There is a huge explosion of pyro and fireworks and " Go to Sleep" by Eminem plays and Greg Manix steps out onto the ramp with a mic in hand. He walks down to the ring and rolls in. He has his gucci suit on and struts his stuff around the ring a bit before signaling for the music to be cut.

Manix: Welcome ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages to the new MPW!! Everything you thought you knew about MPW, forget it, it doesn't apply anymore. The rules have changed with the coming of a new power. That new power is me. I won't take shit from anyone, I don't care who you are. I can be a real nice guy but I can also be a total asshole at the same time. Depends what side you get on and what kind of mood you catch me in. But this night is not about me, oh no. Tonight is about crowning a new champion for the new era of MPW. I know a lot of you doubt me because of MPW's recent track record, but I am nothing like those other bafoons. I know how to take care of buisness and I know how to get things taken care of. I don't back down, no matter how rough the road gets. But how many of these wrestlers falsely claim the same thing? Tonight we will find out. Will it be Micky Fandango, Ace, Matt Rorabeck or Dragon Rage? Will it be Spectre, Brian Styles, Carlos Fandango or Death? I can't tell you that. Noone can tell you because there is only one way to find out. And by the end of the night, we will know who has what it takes to sit atop the best of the best in the MPW. We will know who will proudly walk around, wearing the most desired item in the world. That and so much more will be decided tonight. It's do or die, stand and fight or coward and run away. Only one man can survive the BLAZE OF GLORY!!! Let the night begin!!

"Go to Sleep" plays and Manix slowly exits the ring. The camera pans the crowd one final time before coming to a rest at the announcers booth who are in place with their headsets on. They look up and notice the camera is on them.

Clyde Simmons: Hello fans and welcome to MPW's first show under the new ownership of Greg Manix and Manix Inc. I'm Clyde Simmons and along side of me is...

Jack The Sack: The best there is in announcing, Jack The Sack!!

Clyde: Many people have been questioning whether or not Manix can pull MPW out of the gutter. While I don't know much about Manix, he seems to have his head on straight and is ready to take over with authourity.

Jack: Well I worked under him in the EWF, and let me tell you, if Manix wants something, he'll get it. This man can be the most evil and sinister bastard you have ever seen but at the same time he can be your best friend. But if the past has taught me anything about this man, it's that his actions will speak louder than words. You have to trust him but at the same time don't trust him at all. I've seen him turn on the best of his friends many times and it isn't a pretty sight. Just ask Flare, who hasn't really been seen since Manix hit him in the face with a sledgehammer.

Clyde: Nice, very nice. But I have caught word that the festivites have already started as a fight has already broken out backstage. Get the cameras back there!!

The cameras cut backstage to show a dressing room in shambles. The sound of punches flying can be heard then the camera catches sight of Sean Halloway and Stung exchanging punches. Halloway appears to be getting the better of Stung as he grabs him and slams his head into the wall. Stung stumbles back and Halloway dropkicks him through a curtain and into the showers. Halloway steps through the curtain, only to receive a shot of shampoo to the eyes from Stung. Blinded, Halloway stumbles around holding his eyes, trying to rub the shampoo out of them. Stung grabs Halloway and drags him into the shower. He cranks on the hot water and places Halloway's face in the stream. Halloway screams as the boiling water scorches the flesh on his face. Halloway elbows Stung in the stomache once, twice and Stung releases his grasp on the third blow. Halloway swings and catches Stung in the face with a hard right. Stung stumbles back and tries to give Halloway a right of his own, but Halloway grabs his arm and drops him into an armbar. Stung screams out in agony and tries to tap, but it is futile. Tom Morgan finally shows up and immediately drops to his hands and knees to see if Stung has passed out. Stung clings to conciousness as he tries desperately to try and escape the manuver. Halloway sees his attack isn't getting the job done and releases the hold. Stung staggers to his feet as Halloway grabs a piece of broken bench from the floor and shatters the wood over Stung's head. Stung falls to the ground, surrounded in blood. Tom Morgan starts the count. 1....2.....3.....4......5.....6....7....8...Stung returns to his feet. A look of shock crosses the face of Halloway. He goes to grapple Stung, but Stung ducks his attempt and fires off a few hard punches. Halloway backs up and fires back. Stung dodges Halloway's punches and delivers a mean belly to belly suplex onto the cold hard concrete floor. The sound of bone smashing the floor echoes through the room. Halloway doesn't move so Morgan starts the count. 1....2....3....4....5....6 Halloway gets up and rushes Stung with a shoulder block. Stung falls to the floor and Halloway stomps on him. Stung rolls away and gets back to his feet, only to be shoved face first into the steel door. The sound of a bone breaking is heard then Stung drops to the floor. His nose is bleeding profusely so it is known that it is broken. Morgan starts the count. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9.....10!!! Morgan raises Halloway's hand, signaling that he has moved on. The cameras cut back to the announcers table.

Clyde: Halloway has moved one step closer to becoming the World Champion.

Jack: Stung on the other hand is going home with nothing more than a broken nose. I wonder if he thinks it was worth the effort.

Clyde: I believe it was. It's worth the risk to get even one step closer to holding that prestigious title.

Jack: Sara Heart has caught up with Greg Manix backstage in hopes of getting some answers on who this man he was talking to really is.

The cameras cut backstage to show Sara Heart standing with Greg Manix.

Sara: I'm standing here with the man who made tonight possible, Greg Manix. Greg, where did you get the idea for this PPV?

Manix: First of all, you will address me as Mr. Manix. I am your boss and expect to be treated as such. Now to answer your question. The moment I stepped into MPW I saw such aspiring faces, all seeming worthy of holding the gold. So instead of going through all the bullshit of deciding who gets a title shot when, I decided to give them all the same opportunity. This way every man will be out for themselves and there will be no such thing as interference.

Sara: So if you want no interference then why the no rules concept?

Manix: To test the roster to see what they really got. They will use any means neccessary to win, making the final man standing feel that much better about himself. If there are no rules, then the rules cannot be broken.

Sara Alright. Now, can you tell me any information about the man who you were speaking with? Who is he and where did he come from and what connection does he have with you and MPW?

Manix: If I told you that, then it would kill the suspense and surprise when he is revealed now wouldn't it? All I can tell you is this man and I have been friends for a very long time and he'll bring a whole new meaning to evil. But if you'll excuse me, I must be getting to buisness.

Manix walks away.

Sara: Well you heard it here first. Back to you guys at ringside.

The cameras cut back to the announcers table where Jack is leaning back on his chair, goofing around. He falls backwards when he realizes that the camera is on him.

Clyde: Well that was pretty much a waste of time. We didn't even get any of the info we were all waiting on.

Jack: (pulls himself off the floor) Yeah, it was. Sara should be glad she is still employed after wasting Manix's time like that.

Clyde: Someone is now arriving at the arena. Let's get a camera to the parking lot.

The cameras cut to the parking lot where a limo pulls up and comes to a complete stop. The back door opens and out steps The Rabbi. He looks around a few times before stepping away from the limo and closing the door. He walks back to the trunk which pops open and he grabs his gym bag before closing it. He then starts to make his way towards the arena, when out of nowhere Slash spears him. Slash starts unleashing rights and lefts to the face of Rabbi. Rabbi moves back and forth, trying to dodge as many shots as he can. Slash finally gets to his feet and drags Rabbi to his feet. Rabbi breaks Slash's grasp and grabs Slash by the head. He slams his head off the hood of the limo before rolling him on the hood. Rabbi climbs up on the limo and Slash meets him with a boot to the stomache. Slash then uppercuts Rabbi, and he falls on his back on the hood. Slash kicks him a few times before pulling him up and body slamming him on the hood. Slash pulls Rabbi up again but Rabbi breaks his grasp and shoves him back.Slash lands with his back against the windshield, which merely cracks from the impact. Rabbi goes to kick Slash in the head, but Slash rolls off the car to safety as Rabbi's foot goes through the windshield. Rabbi pulls his leg out of the broken windshield, which is now cut and bleeding. Slash grabs Rabbi's legs and pulls them out from under him. Rabbi lands hard on his back on the hood and Slash pulls him off the hood by his feet. Erwin Bowe rushes out from the arena and checks Rabbi to make sure he is concious. He is so he starts the count. 1....2....3....4....5....Rabbi gets to his feet. Slash grabs Rabbi by the head and slams it against the passenger window. The window doesn't give and the thud echoes through the parking lot. Rabbi breaks free and returns the favor to Slash, only this time the window breaks, leaving shards of glass implanted in Slash's head. Slash pulls back, covered in blood. He turns around only to receive a throat jab from Rabbi. Slash holds his throat as Rabbi picks him up and power slams him down on the ground. Slash holds his back in pain as Rabbi scoops him up. Rabbi sets him up and drives him into the ground with a piledriver. A loud crack is heard throughout the parking lot and Slash's body goes limp. Bowe goes down and checks on Slash. He signals for the paramedics to come. He then motions to Rabbi to come closer and as he does, he grabs his hand and holds it up. Rabbi pullls his hand away after a few seconds and grabs his gym bag, making his way inside the arena. The cameras cut back to ringside.

Clyde: Well it looks like Rabbi has gotten one step closer to the gold, but what a way to do it.

Jack: Yeah, I hope that Slash is still alive. We'll keep you posted on his condition as we get word.

Clyde: I wonder what the rest of this night holds for us. If this is a preview of things to come, I'm not sure if I want to be here to witness it.

Jack: Quit being such a pussy. You should know that in the wrestling world, the more violence the better. This is the kind of shit that people want to see. They want to see bloodshed and people getting injured.

Clyde: I know, you're right. I lost my composure there for a minute.

Jack: Well you better regain it fast because another fight has broken out.

The cameras cut to the front of the arena where three men can be seen mixed in a scuffle. As the view gets closer the men are recognized to be The Vive, Carlos Fandango and Brian Styles. Vive grabs Styles and throws him into Carlos, who then throws Brian on his ass on the ground. Vive and Carlos start exchanging blows as Brian just looks on. Carlos grabs Vive into a headlock and starts punching him in the face. Vive struggles to get free and does, pushing Carlos forwards. Brian gets to his feet and Carlos goes crashing into him, knocking him back down. Carlos spins around, only to get a superkick to the face. Carlos falls on top of Styles who screams out in pain. Brian pushes Carlos off of him and gets to his feet, only to come face to face with Vive. Brian turns and runs into the arena and Vive gets a confused look on his face. Carlos in the meantime is getting to his feet. He spins Vive around and headbutts him in the face. Vive steps back and his lip is bleeding. Carlos dropkicks him in the face, sending him spiraling to the pavement. Carlos drags Vive up and attempts a suplex, only to have it reversed on him. Carlos back slams hard on the pavement and Vive gets back to his feet. From out of the arena runs Styles with Chuck Donn. Styles lays down on the pavement and tells Donn to make the count. Donn gets a weird look on his face before starting the count. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10!! Styles gets back to his feet and runs out of sight laughing to himself. Carlos and Vive hook it up and start having a strength contest. Vive gets the better of it and trips Carlos then locks on a figure four. Carlos screams in pain, trying to get out of the hold. Vive applies more pressure and Carlos taps but it is to no avail. Carlos struggles to flip the hold over and slowly gets it. Finally he reverses it and the pressure is placed onto Vive who quickly breaks the hold. Both men get to their feet. Carlos grabs Vive and irish whips him into the front doors which shatter and sends Vive sprawling inside the arena. Donn gets over to him quickly and starts making the count. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7... Vive gets up. Carlos goes to grab Vive again, but Vive slips his grip and slams his head into the wall. Carlos bounces back and Vive delivers a reverse neckbreaker. Carlos goes down hard and Donn starts the count. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8 Carlos gets up. Carlos and Vive start exchanging blows and Vive falls to one knee. Carlos backs up and runs a knee into the face of Vive. Vive falls back holding his face as Carlos pulls a steel chair out of a box nearby. Vive gets to his feet and Carlos rings his bell with the chair. Vive hits the ground again and Carlos goes nuts raining down shot after shot with the chair to the body of Vive. After the chair is bent out of recognition, Carlos drops it and Donn makes the count. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10!!! Donn grabs the hand of Carlos and raises it. Carlos lets out a shout of victory before the cameras cut back to ringside.

Clyde: Another victory, another wrestler closer to the title. When is this night going to end?

Jack: What do you mean, when is it going to end? I hope it NEVER ends. This is the best night because of all the blood shed and violence being shown by every wrestler.

Clyde: Well maybe this will be a break from all the violence. We have Darwin Vick standing by with Death backstage who says he has some words for Manix. I wonder what kind of hell will come out of this.

The cameras cut backstage where Darwin Vick is standing with a mic with Death standing with him. Death has a pissed off look on his face.

Darwin: Death, you have called me back here to say a few words in Mr. Manix's direction. What have you got to say?

Death: I came here tonight to announce that I qui...

Death is cut short as the back of the man in Manix's office is seen again. He grabs him by the throat and holds him up in the air. Death kicks his legs and tries to get free so he can return the favor, but to no avail. The man throws Death against the wall and scoops him up by the throat again.

Man: You have some words for Manix? Why don't you try being a man and say them to his face?

The man drags a hurt Death behind him by the collar of his shirt. Darwin just looks on with confusion.

Darwin: Well I guess we won't be able to find out what Death had to say. Back to you guys at ringside.

The cameras cut back to ringside.

Clyde: I really wish they would let us know who that man really is.

Jack: I think I recognize him. If that is who I think it is, he had a short stint in the EWF.

Clyde: Well, who is it? What's his name?

Jack: You think I am going to tell you and risk my job? If I am right and I kill Manix's surprise, what do you think will happen?

Clyde: Not even a clue?

Jack: No.

The lights dim and Spectre's music plays. Spectre steps out from the back with a mixed reaction from the crowd. He makes his way down the ramp and stops short of the ring. He reaches under the apron and grabs something out from under it. When he stands back up, he has a garbage can full of weapons and he throws them into the ring. He rolls in the ring and calls for a mic.

Spectre: Hehehehehehe.....I bet you all wonder why I have come out here when I could be in the back kicking ass and getting myself closer to the World Title, but that is exactly what they would expect. Instead, since I am the Commissioner and all, I decided to make a corprate decision and do this the normal way. And since there are no rules, I thought I would make this a good ole' fashioned hardcore match. I invite anyone and everyone who is left in this competition to come out here and quit attacking blindly. Let's do this face to face. You think you are going to win? HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE......IN YOUR DREAMS!!

Spectre drops the mic and waits patiently in the ring. Hollywood Kid runs down the ramp and rolls into the ring and Spectre sits back in the corner and laughs at him. Kid scratches his head, wondering why Spectre isn't attacking him. From under the ring rolls Antwoin Styles and he joins in the fun in the ring. Styles picks up a fire extinguisher and taps Kid on the shoulder. Kid turns around only to see white as Styles sprays him in the face. Styles then smashes the extinguisher across the skull of Kid, sending him down to the mat. Styles drops it and pulls Kid up and delivers a European Uppercut to Kid's throat. Kid staggers back holding his throat as Ace runs down the ramp and gets in on the action, immediately going for Styles. Styles and Ace start throwing punches back and forth while Kid tries to get to his feet. Out of audience jumps The Rabbi. He rolls into the ring and grabs a trash can lid and starts lacing it into Kid. From the back finally runs Tom Morgan and he slides into the ring. Rabbi is still beating the hell out of Kid with the trash can lid as Ace grabs Styles and body slams him on a opened steel chair. Spectre rolls out of the ring and makes his way over to the announcer booth. He grabs the extra headset and places it on his head as he sits down.

Clyde: Welcome Spectre. You called this on and yet you are not participating. Why is that?

Spectre: All a part of my plan, Clyde. You think I am going to break a sweat wasting my time with these losers?

Jack: Yeah Clyde. You can be so retarded sometimes. Damn.

Spectre: You always were the best at bag licking weren't you Jack? Is that why they added "The Sack" to the end of your name?

Jack: Ummm....uhhhhh....LOOK WHAT'S HAPPENING IN THE RING!!

In the ring, Styles is locked in a sharpshooter delivered from Ace while Rabbi is still lacing into Kid with the trash can lid. Tom Morgan finally puts a stop to the insanity and holds back Rabbi, then starts the count. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9..Kid barely gets up before it is too late. Ace on the other side of the ring finally relaeases the sharpshooter and stands over Styles. He grabs a broom handle that is laying on the mat and raises it above his head. As he does, Styles low blows him and quickly gets to his feet. He grabs the broom handle from Ace and cracks it over Ace's head, shattering it into a thousand pieces. Ace stumbles back a few steps before seeing his own blood and falling to the mat. Styles starts stabbing into Ace's flesh with the busted broom handle, causing patches of blood to start forming all over Ace's body. Kid and Rabbi lock up and Kid finally gets an offensive move as he irish whips Rabbi to the ropes. Upon his return Kid drops to the mat and lets Rabbi jump over him. Kid, while on the mat, grabs a shovel and springs up on his feet. As Rabbi runs back towards Kid, he receives the shovel to the face. The Rabbi falls to the mat, covered in his own blood. Kid starts nailing him with a look of rage in his eyes with the dented shovel. Styles is still beating Ace with the broken broom handle when Ace finally manages to roll out of the ring, leaving a trail of blood behind him. Styles drops to the mat and rolls out and Ace climbs under the ring. Styles looks around for him but can't find him. Ace comes out on the opposite side of the ring with a sledgehammer in hand. Styles circles the ring, coming closer to where Ace is ducking down. He comes around the ring post and Ace smashes the sledgehammer into the skull of Styles. Styles skull cracks and blood rushes out as he falls on his back. Tom Morgan makes his way over to where Styles is laid out and starts the count. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10!! Styles is out. From the back comes EMT's with a stretcher and they load Styles onto it and wheel him out of the arena.

Clyde: Well it looks like Styles night has come to a gruesome end. Hopefully he will be ok.

Spectre: Hopefully he will be ok? If he's not it's his own damn fault for falling for such old tactics.

Jack: So when you going to get in there and show them how it is done, Spectre?

Spectre: In due time.

Kid pulls Rabbi to his feet and slaps him across the face. Rabbi shakes it off and lands a right hand to Kid's jaw, stunning him long enough for Rabbi to grab a steel chair. Ace slowly climbs back into the ring and crouches behind Kid. Rabbi hits Kid with the chair, sending him tumbling over Ace's back. Ace stands to his feet and Rabbi smacks him with the chair also. Ace drops the sledgehammer and rolls away in pain. Rabbi makes his way over to Kid and pulls him to his feet. He drops the chair on the mat and scoops Kid off the mat. He signals to the crowd and they come alive with cheers as he slams Kid down with THE SHALOM!!! Kid goes down hard and Tom Morgan rushes over to where he is located. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10!!! Kid is eliminated!! Rabbi turns around only to come face to face with Ace. They start exchanging blows. The crowd cheers as neither man seems to be backing down. They lock up in an elbow and tie hold and struggle back and forth. Ace gains a slight advantage, but Rabbi breaks the hold too quickly and kicks Ace in the stomache. Ace crouches over holding his stomache and Rabbi delivers a face breaker. Ace falls on the mat and holds onto his face as Rabbi stomps away at him. Rabbi stops to do some trash talking before attempting a final stomp, but Ace catches his foot and upsets him. Ace gets to his feet and grabs the sledgehammer. Rabbi gets up and Ace swings at him but misses. Rabbi backs up and Ace takes a few more swings, but misses all of them. Rabbi low blows Ace and takes the sledgehammer from him. Rabbi tries a few swings but misses them as well. Ace low blows Rabbi and takes back the sledgehammer. He drops it at his feet then boots Rabbi to the stomache. He then nails Rabbi with a facecrusher, landing him on the sledgehammer. Rabbi rolls around holding his face and Ace drags him up. Ace grabs the sledgehammer and uses it to put a new hole in Rabbi's head. Tom Morgan starts the count. 1....2....3...4...5....6....7....8....9....10!! Morgan raises Ace's hand.

Spectre: Watch this.

Clyde: What are you going to do?

Spectre stands up and takes off his headset. He rolls into the ring and picks up the sledgehammer. He walks over to where Ace is celebrating. He taps Ace on the shoulder and Ace turns around. Spectre smashes him in the head with the sledgehammer. He motions to Morgan to make the count. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10!! Morgan goes to raise Spectre's hand, but Spectre pulls his hand away and rolls out of the ring. He makes his way up the ramp and into the backstage.

Clyde: Ok, that was low, even for Spectre.

Jack: What are you talking about? That was CLASSIC!!

Clyde: Spectre was right. You are a bag licker.

Jack: What did you say to me? You want to get in on this tourney and have it out right here?

Clyde: Please, even if we did, we still wouldn't be entered in the tourney. It would be a waste of me kicking your ass.

Jack: If we didn't have a job to do, I would have kicked you in your bitch ass chin. But there is an on going fight so let's get back there.

The cameras go backstage where Carlos and Micky Fandango are fighting with Dragon Rage and Chami. Carlos is punching away at Dragon Rage while Micky has Chami sitting up against the wall, kicking him in the face. Spectre walks backstage.

Spectre: Carlos, Micky, why are you guys wasting your time fighting with these waste of skin losers when you have EACH OTHER to worry about? Let me handle these two. You guys take care of your business.

Carlos and Micky turn and look at each other before rushing each other with fists flying. Spectre grabs Chami off the ground and drags him over to Dragon Rage. Chami tries taking a few swings at Spectre, but Spectre holds him with his palm on his forehead with one hand while acting like he is yawning with the other. Spectre grabs Chami with one hand by the head and Dragon Rage's head with the other. He knocks their heads together and they both fall back flat on their backs. Chuck Donn charges around the corner and looks confused to see Chami and Dragon Rage laying out so soon. Spectre grabs Donn by the collar of his referee shirt.

Spectre: Make the count or I'll make sure your ass is in the unemployed line by the end of the night.

Donn shakes his head in agreement. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10!! Chami and Dragon Rage are eliminated!! Spectre gets in both Chami's and Dragon Rage's faces.

Spectre: You useless pieces of trash actually believed you had what it took to hang with ME!? You actually thought you could mess with a SADISTIC NUT!? Hehehehehehehe......IN YOUR DREAMS!!!

Spectre walks away and the camera focuses in on the fight that Micky and Carlos are having. Micky has Carlos up against the wall. He is lacing into him with boots and punches. He grabs a light tube from a nearby box and smacks it over the head of Carlos. White powder and shards of glass fly all over as Carlos drops to his knees. Micky pulls Carlos back to his feet and irish whips him face first into the wall across the hall. Micky then charges Carlos, who drops Micky with a drop toe hold face first into the wall. Bone connecting with cement is heard all through the hall and Micky falls flat on his back. Carlos takes advantage and grabs a steel pipe from nearby and laces into Micky's body with it. Micky screams out in pain with every connection. Carlos drops the steel pipe and pulls Micky to his feet. He drags him down the hall until he comes to a glass window. Carlos whips Micky back then attempts to throw him through the window, but Micky reverses and Carlos goes crashing through the window. Micky jumps through where the window used to be. He drags Carlos to his feet and body slams him on a nearby desk, which collapses under the impact of Carlos body. Don opens the door and walks into the room. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....Carlos gets to his feet. Micky throws a right but Carlos cathces his arm and whips him into a standing mirror. The glass shatters, cutting Micky from head to toe. Both men are bleeding heavily from their battle now. Carlos grabs Micky by the hair and punches him in the face a few times before lifting him in the air and powerbombing him through a wooden table. Micky lays out on the ground. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....Micky barely gets to his feet. Carlos grabs Micky again and punches him a few times before Micky shakes free. Micky throws a few right hands to the face of Carlos. Micky then runs at Carlos and delivers a bulldog through the broken rubble on the floor. Micky returns to his feet and pulls Carlos up. Micky head butts Carlos in the face before delivering a russian leg sweep. Carlos' head bounces off the floor and leaves a blood patch. Micky grabs a wooden chair from behind the broken desk and waits. Carlos gets to his feet and Micky smacks the chair over his head. Carlos drops to the floor and more blood starts to gush from his head. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10!! Donn raises the hand of Micky. Micky stumbles towards the door, which flies open, smacking him in the face. In walks Sean Halloway and he looks around like he is looking for someone. He closes the door to find Micky barely concious on the floor behind it. Halloway scoops Micky up and delivers THE SUPERSTAR!! Micky lays out motionless on the floor. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10!! Donn raises Halloway's hand. Halloway makes his way out into the hall, only to be speared by Matt Rorabeck. Matt pulls halloway to his feet and lands three quick right hands to his face before delivering a mean backbreaker. Matt pulls Halloway to his feet, but Halloway breaks free. They trade blows as they make their way down the hall. Halloway grabs Rorabeck by the head and smacks it off an equipment box. Rorabeck backs up and Halloway lands a dropkick which sends Rorabeck spiraling through the curtains and onto the ramp. The fans cheer at the sight of the wrestlers.

Clyde: Looks like they are fighting their way out here.

Jack: Way to be Mr.I-state-the-obvious. Got anything else to let these people know that they already do?

Clyde: I'm doing my job. Something you wouldn't know the first thing about.

Rorabeck gets to his feet as Halloway walks through the curtain. They exchange a few blows before Rorabeck elbows halloway in the face. He picks Halloway up in the air in a gorilla press and lets him drop onto the ramp. The unforgiving steel makes a loud bang that echoes in the arena. Halloway curls up in a ball of pain as Rorabeck makes his way down the ramp. Rorabeck pulls the ring apron up and pulls out a ladder. He throws it in the ring and rolls in. Halloway makes his way down the ramp and slides into the ring and Rorabeck meets him with boots. Halloway manages to roll away from Rorabecks attacks and gets to his feet. He locks up with Rorabeck in the center of the ring and a shoving match breaks out. Push comes to punch and a slug fest. Halloway gets the better of Rorabeck as he stumbles after a blow and he backs him into the corner. Halloway chops Rorabeck across the chest a few times. The cracks are heard throughout the arena. Halloway tries to irish whip Rorabeck across the ring,but Rorabeck reverses it. Halloway's back connects hard with the turnbuckle and he stumbles out of the corner to receive a belly-to-belly suplex. halloway goes crashing to the mat and Rorabeck picks up the ladder. He smashes it into the ribs of Halloway a few times. He goes to set it up, but Halloway manages to get to his feet and pushes Rorabecks face into the ladder. The ladder tips over and Halloway whips Rorabeck to the ropes. Rorabeck returns and Halloway ducks him and lets him run by. On his second return, Halloway delivers a spinebuster on top of the ladder. Rorabeck holds his back and tries to get to his feet. He stands but falls back down as the pain is too great. Halloway forces Rorabeck to his feet. He scoops him up and slams him on his back on the ladder once again.

Clyde: Someone has to stop this soon or else Rorabeck is going to be paralyzed.

Jack: So what? It's all a part of the business. If rorabeck can't handle himself in there then maybe he does deserve to be paralyzed.

Clyde: You can be a really cruel man sometimes.

Jack: If you have been through as much as I have been in my career, you'd be a heartless bastard too.

Halloway pulls Rorabeck to his feet again. He attempts to slam Rorabeck on the ladder a third time, but Rorabeck slips out of his hands and delivers a reverse neckbreaker. Rorabeck sets up the ladder and pulls up Halloway. He smacks Halloway's head off the ladder a few times before dragging Halloway up the ladder. When he gets to the top, he sets Halloway up.

Clyde: Oh no!! He isn't thinking of doing what I think he is. No Matt, don't do it!!

Jack: DO IT!! DO IT!! Prove you have the balls it takes to be the World Champion Matt. Earn your title back.

Matt signals and the crowd cheers. Matt hits THE FAH-Q off the ladder and onto the arena floor on the outside of the ring. The crowd breaks into "HOLY SHIT" chants as both men lay motionless. As Donn makes his way over to where both men are laid out, Rorabeck makes it to his feet. 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10!!! Sean Halloway is eliminated!!

Clyde: I can't believe he went through with it. I never thought that Matt Rorabeck could be so heartless.

Jack: That was DEFINATELY the highlight of the night so far. Matt earned that World Title he is going to be awarded on the next show.

Matt rolls back into the ring and starts to celebrate. The large screen flickers and then Spectre can be seen laughing. The sound cuts in and the laughter is heard clearly throughout the arena. Matt turns his attention to the screen as Spectre continues to laugh.

Clyde: What is he finding so funny?

Jack: Maybe if you would shut your mouth long enough we would find out.

Spectre: Nice finish there Matt, but you seem to think you have won that World Title. But you seem to have forgotten about one very VERY important opponent. And that opponent is ME!! So if you really want that World Title, you will get your ass out here to the parking lot ASAP!! And if that World Title is really special to you, you won't hesitate. Hehehehehehehehehehehehehe!!

Matt rolls out of the ring and makes his way up the ramp and into the backstage area.

Clyde: What is Spectre up to? Is he really allowed to compete even though he is Commissioner?

Jack: Well he must be or else Manix would have put a stop to this nonsense already.

The cameras follow Matt through the backstage area and out into the parking lot. Matt looks around and yells for Spectre to show himself. His words go unanswered. Matt turns to head back into the arena when the sound of squeeling tires is heard. Matt turns to look but by the time he can it is too late. He is hit by a car and goes flipping over the roof and onto the pavement. A puddle of blood forms around him. The car screetches to a stop and out of the car steps Spectre. He makes his way over to Matt and looks down on him.

Spectre: Did you REALLY think I was going to waste my time fighting trash like you? You just learned first hand why you don't try playing mind games with me. I always win them. You actually thought you could beat me? Hehehehehehehehehehehe......IN YOUR DREAMS!!!

The camera leaves the parking lot and returns to ringside.

Clyde: That tricky, deceiving son of a....

Jack: Quit your whining, we gotta wrap this night up. You all saw it, Spectre is the new MPW World Champion.

Clyde: Yeah, but how can he be champ when he is also on staff?

Jack: Simple. He used his corporate powers to enter himself in the tourney. Also, he was a wrestler before he ever was a staff member. Or do you not remember his streak in UTA?

Clyde: Well folks we are almost out of time. For the MPW this is Clyde saying....

Clyde's words are cut short as "Go to Sleep" by Eminem plays over the PA system. Manix walks down the ramp with mic in hand. He rolls into the ring and signals for his music to be cut.

Manix: Congraulations on your little win Spectre, but your celebrations will be cut short. You see, I knew you were going to abuse your powers as a Commissioner and enter yourself into the tourney, so I made myself a little back up plan. You might think you had the last laugh, but the night isn't over yet. I knew I needed someone sadistic and deranged to face off with you. I would kick your ass myself, but I just simply don't have the time. Instead I got in touch with a lifetime friend. His name alone says it all. Make your way out my friend.

The lights fade to black and an evil theme starts to play. Down the ramp comes the large man. For the first time his face is shown. It is covered with a skull mask and his hair is as black as midnight and slicked back. In his right hand he drags a unconcious Death along with him. When he gets to the ring, he rolls Death's lifeless body in first then steps over the top rope. He stands beside Manix.

Manix: I want you all to look deep into the eyes of this man. I want you all to feel the evilness that this man represents. His name? Well he is non other than EVIL-X!!! And just to show you people that his name is much more than that, we are going to show you an example. Poor Death here couldn't keep his damn mouth shut, so he will be the first sacrifice.

Clyde: WHAT?! SACRIFICE?!

Jack: Oh yes! This should be good.

From the ceiling lowers a large wooden stake with hay and paper around the base of it. It lowers to the center of the ring and comes to a rest. Evil-X grabs Death's body off the mat and ties him to the stake. Death wakes up and tries to struggle free.

Death: What the hell do you think you are doing? Are you out of your damn minds?

Manix: You like to call yourself Death? Well you just ran face to face with The Angel of Death himself, Evil-X!! Your going to regret your outburst earlier in the night. Wait a minute, you won't live long enough to regret ANYTHING!! Evil-X, TORCH THIS FUCKER!!

Evil-X holds his open facing towards the base of the stake. A spark bursts out of his hand and ignites the base into flames. The flames start burning upwards and slowly starts to burn Death. Death screams out in pain as the flames scorch his flesh. The smell of burning flesh can be smelled all over the arena. Soon Death passes out from the pain and he goes silent. The flames overwhelm him and soon all that can be seen is the outline of his body covered in flames.

Manix: You see Spectre, this is the future you have to look forward to. The more you resist, the stronger the evil powers that will come for you. Spectre, this is just the beginning.

"Go to Sleep" by Eminem plays and Manix and Evil-X exit the arena.

Clyde: I can't believe what I just witnessed. How can Manix be so heartless as to burn one of his own wrestlers alive?

Jack: I have to agree with you this time. Manix is definately on a power trip and this is worse than I have ever seen him before. But we are DEFINATELY out of time. See you at AFTERBURN!!

Highlights of the PPV are played then the screen fades to black. The MPW logo appears with the copyright.