[The scene opens up to a highway. The highway seems to be located in Florida, where in Miami Grim Reaper battles Punisher. The two hardcore men have said their words to one another. Grim has a last moment comment before the words are put to rest and the fighting just begins. The camera is locked on the highway as Grim comes by so do groups of cars passing by. It's almost night out as the dusk air fills the state of Florida. Grim walks on the side of the room against the road barrier. The Reaper turns to the camera with a furious look upon his face. Grim begins to speak.]

[Grim Reaper:] Now, I'm gunna make this short an sweet. Tomorrow night, Saturday Night Fury, it will be the dismantling of Punisher. As you see, Punisher, after our match you will be nothing. Well, let me rephrase that. After our match you'll STILL BE nothing ... because you see, you can't even come close to me on the charts in my envoriment. Preparing for his match Punisher, what exactly are you doing? Beating up my fans at a mall? Is that supposed to impress me? I mean you beating up, two measly little kids is supposed to make you look tough and scary? I think not my friend. I have one question though, where was mall security. Punisher, you're a fool to even attempt to beat the Reaper for I'm too superior for you to handle. Why where you in the mall to begin with? Were you there to buy some children's toys? Punisher, if you're gunna goto a mall and play around with inflatable toys, then you're sure as hell not aware of what I'm capable of doing. You're a fool to even have think that you stand one second of a chance in a match with me. Back to the fans for a second, you think it would infuriate me by beating up my fans? I could careless about what all these people think. I've been put down my entire life and I'm basically sick of it. If you have a problem with that Punisher, too bad. The only thing you can do ... is to take IT ... and like IT! Saturday Fury ... hardcore stipulation. First time in a long time, but hardcore doesn't wear off like a cheap cologne. It stays with you, it's one of them things you learn during life and that stays with your throughout it. Kind of like a mistake, you learn better from, but nevertheless Punisher, you have made their decision and there is no way you can back out of it now. The time will come to past. I know what pain is all about, for I study it, it is a feeling. A feeling that last only about one second, then it is gone. What people have is a tendancy to cry after pain, or complain. But thats because they know they're hurt. If you take the pain, hold it in and keep fighting, you no longer feel the 'pain'. Grim Reaper, myself, is a man that cannot be destroyed. Not even by any means nessacery. You'll need something big to destroy me. Punisher Saturday Night Fury is the day you stop flapping your gums out here. The reason for that is because I'm simply going to break your jaw in two pieces. So Punisher, this is the pre-warning, and no I'm not done neither.

[Grim Reaper stops walking on the highway as the dusk feeling out, basically changes to a light darkness. Grim smirks as he stands there in his traditional leather jacket and his cut off jeans. The weather out is semi-cold so it doesn't bother the Reaper too much. Cars zoom by as the vrooming noise is heard as they come close, pass, and then leave in a matter of seconds. The Reaper turns around and reaches in his pocket. He pulls out some cigarettes again and lights one turning away from the camera. As he begins walking down the highway again, he blows the smoke of cigarettes out of his mouth and into the air as they fade away, much like Punisher's career after this match.]

[Grim Reaper:] Punisher, now you want to mock me, saying that smashing a beer mug over my cranium is not hardcore ... and then proceeding to eat the glass pieces. Punisher, I don't know what is wrong with you, but that is not hardcore, it's stupidity. I mean, what kinda moron are you. I am hardcore myself and will be for all time, but what kind of sick, twisted freak would eat a piece of glass. I mean come on Punisher, common sense here. Haha, not like a care. Punisher ... you're a fool for eating glass, but on Saturday you will be eating something else. Well I don't know if you'll be eating it, but you'll damn sure be gnawing on it a bit ... Punisher come Saturday Fury, you won't have to eat glass to try and disgust me, you can go ahead and eat my fist. I will take my hand, curl it into a fist and proceed to sticking it in your mouth. Punisher, you know the quote "Go tooth and nail" ... well think about that one for a second and then think of me putting my fist in your mouth. Punisher, it's quite ironic how you think you're more hardcore then me, when the truth of the matter is that you're going to be just a victim of my serious power. So Punisher ... as I always say ... you're ignorance is not ... a ...

[As Grim takes another puff of the cigarette and flicks the ashes off out of nowhere a man runs from behind and clobbers the Reaper in the back of the head with a forearm. The camera pans out to see that it is none other than Punisher sneak attacking Grim before their match tomorrow morning. Punisher begins putting the boots to the Reaper's skull and kidney area. Punisher runs back to the black car in which he got out of as the camera follows him. Punisher comes back with a glass mug and appears to say "You eat this ..." and then smashing it over Grim's head. As Grim lays lifeless on the side of the road, Punisher lifts him to his feet and tosses him over the road barrier into the tall grass and other plants growing on the otherside. Grim takes down a whole section of bushes as he flies into them. Punisher gets back into the car as it skids away. Grim lays lifeless in the bushes as the camera is locked on him. The remains of the small glass pieces lie within his hair. Grim's forehead slit open and blood leaking down his face. The camera then zooms out and fades to black.