Jim Ross: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Tuesday Night Meltdown. We have a great matchup for you. But before we get to that, let's look forward to our big night, Thursday. Not only are we beating WWE Smackdown in ratings, but looks like some tempers are bowling. So far not alot of the competitors have been talking. We've heard from some of the champions like Tori and Death and from their opponents Matt Hardy, Nytemare, and Terrie Runnels. DOA looks to be a promising force in the fed and we are all waiting to see what talent he can bring to the ring.....
Just then some sort of circus music starts to play. Jim Ross looks around confused and looks down at his paperwork to see who is coming out. The crowd is looking at each and shrugging their shoulders. Then the curtain is pulled back and Death steps out.
Death: Now I bet your all wondering about the music. Well it's easy, it's to represent the two clowns I'll be facing this Thursday. That's right you two, I called you clowns. Who to talk about first? Let's see...my first match is for my TV Title, so lets get to that.
Death: Matt Hardy, you finally got the balls to speak up. I'm glad, cause I didn't want to face a pussy. Now you think that your better than me? Hell son, I've got one loss against my record and it isn't even a singles loss. I don't underestimate you, oh no. Early in my career I was too cocky and thought someone wouldn't stand up to me and I lost. When that happens a man has to look back at himself and see what he did wrong. And Matt, I never make that same mistake again. I know that going into this match you will be working your ass off to beat me. That is because your the underdog. Matt, let me set you straight right here and now. You will come into the ring with the confidence you currently have. You might even get me down a few times. But be prepared for this...I always come back. No matter if you are kicking my ass all over the ring, I always prevail. I am one tough son of a bitch and I've proved it time and time again. Just when you think you got me beat, I will return the ass kicking you gave me. And then I'll nail End Times on your sorry ass and pin you for the one, two, three.
Death: Now Matt, I really hate to do that do you. You've caused me no beef in the past, but this is my TV title we are talking about here. I won't let you walk away the champion no matter how hard you try. This belt will be with the Brotherhood for a long time. Now your looking forward to Road Dogg after you beat me. Now it pains me to admit it, but you won't be ready. I've wrestled Road Dogg in a past fed and believe me, he is as good as he says he is. Now I am ranked not far behind him, so beating me..if you can..will show the Prez you got something, but you won't be able to beat Road Dogg. Oh, and I won't let you face him since I was promised a World Title shot by him. You see, me and the Dogg have some unfinished business and that is I want to destroy him. So it will be I who will walk out of this very ring the TV champion on Thursday Matt, not you. And from there I know that Jeff won't stand a chance. And I will become the WFS World Champion be defeating Road Dogg. But then again, I might just sit back and wait to face Road Dogg again in a singles match. Last time that happened was before I retired from the BZW. So I might just stay in the background, gaining victories over people like you Matt. This would improve my rank and hopefully my paycheck(Crowd laughs with him). So Matt, it will be your Twist of Fate against my End Times. And I hate to say, but when I connect, they will need a stretcher to carry you out of here.
Death: Now the other clown is none other than Nytemare. Frankly, I am really starting to hate this guy. And I mean REALLY hate him. So what does it matter that your 7'1" or some shit like that. When I said "Little Asshole" I wasn't talking about your size. I was talking about what you got packing in those shorts of yours. Little meaning your..well..you should know what, and asshole referring to you. Get it now you moron? I would certainly hope so cause a fifth grader would know what I am talking about. Now Nytemare, your size don't matter to me. Ever heard the expression, "The bigger they are, the harder they fall"? This is what will happen in the ring Thursday. Just cause you got the size advantage don't mean you will automaticly beat me. Look at Gravedigger, he was bigger. And twice I beat him like the bitch he is. And look at past wrestlers in other organizations. Hogan beat Andre the Giant, Goldburg jackhammered the Big Show, Sting Deathdropped the Big Show, and so on. That means that you don't count me out on Thursday. You see, you will no longer be the United States champion when I'm done with you. The title don't need a punk to hold it, it needs someone with talent. And that Nytemare is something you lack. You need to run around with a sledge hammer, don't you. Now don't get me wrong, I'm extreme as the next man, and I will do anything to win but I always win fairly. I've never cheated to win any match. So don't worry about my boy Chandler on Thursday. Since he don't have a match he will be there, but not to interfere. The Brotherhood sticks together which is something the NWO didn't do.
Death: Now Nytemare, what more can I say to you? I mean, everyone here knows that I will win. The people at home know it, the guys backstage even know it. The only one who don't get it is you. Why is that I wonder? I know, maybe if you get your head out of your ass you would be able to hear better, and then understand the words that are coming out of my mouth. Yes, that has to be it. Nytemare, you said something about my name being perfect cause you will make me dead or something like that. Frankly it's really hard to understand you when you come out here cause you talk all gibberish. Speak up son, and get some voice lessons or something. (the crowd starts to laugh) Jeez, I'm Death cause I am the Grim Reaper in the flesh. That means I take lives without a thought. That don't mean you will kill me boy, but it will be I who will take your soul. Oh, and what is up with these different moves you got. The Nytepiledriver, the Nytelight Bulb, or shit like that? You think you the fucking Rock? Well Nytemare, I will come to the ring and lay the Death Bottom followed by the Death Elbow and when I'm done, I'll raise the.... (crowd goes "Death Eyebrow". Death laughs). Yes, something like that. Really Nytemare, don't it sound.........foolish seems to be a good word. Yup, foolish just seems to sum you all up. So not only are you a clown, but you can't speak right and you have different acts. Would have been better if you were a mime. HAHHAAHAHA!!!!! Then you couldn't scream as I kicked your sorry ass. So Nytemare, you have better be training hard cause you will be in for a surprise when I pick you up and nail you with End Times. And with your size and weight, it will be a real pain in your back.
Death: Now if you will excuse me, I have to meet up wth Tori for dinner and then over to train with her and Chandler. See you all on Thursday.
He then drops the mic and picks up both his belts. The crowd cheers as he exits the ring and goes up the ramp. Once he reaches the top he turns around and holds up both belts before going backstage.
Jim Ross waits for some of the noise to die down.
Jim Ross: Well it seems Death is more than ready for Matt Hardy and Nytemare. Let's just wait to see what response we get from both men. Now let's get back to Meltdown. In our first match.............