Odyseus is seen slumped in a folding chair in the middle of the hallway. There is a lot of pointing and laughing going on as people walk past. Odyseus stands up and puches a wall. He heads angrily towards the ring. "Cocky" hits and within seconds Odyseus has pushed past the curtain and onto the stage. Ignoring his usual taunting and posing, he storms down the ramp and into the ring. He grabs a mic from the announcer and begins to speak.

Odyseus: That's it! I've had it! I've had enough of this being screwed over by fucknuts like The Judge! I finally win what I've always wanted! I finally win the World Title! And my reign as champion lasts the whole of 4 god damn days! I'm sick of this bullshit! The next person I step into the ring with, I'm going to make absolutely sure that they don't walk out of it! I'll make sure they leave in a body bag! An funny enough, the next guy happens to be the man who "beat" me, God of Thunder! I'll show him that I am the God of Pain when I kick his ass this Monday! Now, I'm calm now...You see my waist. My lovely lovely waist. It deserves to have big old chunk of gold wrapped around it. And no-one is going to stop me from getting it, and keeping it. Not God of Thunder, not The Judge, not Pisspale, not Ben Stunti, not Prez Tornado. And you people know that the one thing I do best is please you, and what'll please you is seeing me beat the living hell out of God of Thunder on Monday. And I swear, this time I will not dissapoint...

Odyseus throws the camera out of the ring and leaps out. He walks up the ramp and heads for his car. He speeds off and out of sight as the cameras fade out...