[All three men are down, Apache holding the Title, and the crowd are cheering and clapping, chanting "Apache! Apache! Apache!". However, the cheers quickly turn to boos as Tempest, EniGma and Xtreme Champion The Hobo run down the ramp, holding chairs! Hobo is in his wrestling clothes, EniGma in a smart tracksuit, and Tempest in a sharp suit and tie. They slide into the ring, and choose a wrestler to watch. Hobo stands behind Apache, EniGma next to Doomsday and Tempest directly in front of Odin. The first two are also the first up, Doomsday and Apache slowly getting to their feet to face the two men facing them. Hobo and EniGma each extend a hand to their charges. The crowd are going wild, as the newly formed stable give a tremendous show of Faceness. The downed referee sees none of this. Doomsday and Apache look around at the crowd slowly, chests heaving, and slowly extend their own hands. However, as they do so, EniGma and Hobo swing their chairs at them, taking both men down!]

JP: Oh my God! Those bastards!

Sully: Hah!

[Odin now slowly stands up, eyes never leaving Tempest, a look of fear on his face. However, it does not last long and he quickly grins, embracing Tempest. EniGma has grabbed Apache and dragged over to Tempest, who now looks all business. He pulls Apache to his feet, before spitting in his face, kicking him and landing the Epicentre!]

JP: That son of a bitch Tempest has just delivered the Epicentre to Apache!

[EniGma now pulls Apache up onto his shoulders, then jumps and swings him down, grabbing his head and landing the Bolt From The Blue! He then points at the sky, while Hobo has already scaled the turnbuckle. He looks around at the booing crowd (even his fellow Hoboes are booing), and shouts: "GOT ANY CHAAANGE?!", before jumping, and landing the Spare Change Splash!]

JP: Odin has joined this stable!

Sully: That's great!

JP: And what a message they have sent to The Elite, by taking out Apache so violently!

[Suddenly an explosion occurs on top of the rampway, roaring with heart and anger as the arena turns to darkness, the lights dim and are illuminated by red mist forming together. "A Place for My Head" by Linkin Park screams out on the PA system as "New World Champion" is inscribed on the MaxiTrons. Out walks the "Perfector of Pain" Thunder Bull to a thunderous ovation from the Houston crowd marching to the ring with the World title draped over his shoulder. Odin, The Hobo, EniGma and Tempest smile sadistically, tempting Thunder Bull into the ring. Thunder Bull reaches ringside and digs under the ring and grabs steel piped chair, the crowd going nuts. Thunder Bull slides into the ring with the chair and the new stable consisting of Odin, Hobo, Tempest and EniGma bail out of the ring and jump the guardrails. They scatter into the crowd while Thunder Bull stands over the two bodies of Apache and Doomsday. Doomsday rolls to the outside holding his head while Apache is helped to his feet by the dominant specimen known as Thunder Bull.]

JP: Listen to this ovation for the newly crowned World Champion of the MWF� Thunder Bull!

Sully: He has come out to even the odds against Tempest and his army.

JP: I can't believe Hobo is now aligned with that bastard known as Tempest

Sully: Thunder Bull may have saved Apache and Doomsday from a long waiting beating.

[Looking over at Peter Santos who stands baffled Thunder Bull nods his head.]

Peter Santos: Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome the NEW World Heavyweight Champion� the leader of Team Elite, the "Perfector of Pain" Thunder Bull!

[Peter Santos bellows out the last word with such pride to several applauds from the crowd. Thunder Bull takes a microphone from Peter Santos, still walking back and fourth in the ring getting all intense while the sold out capacity crowd continue cheering. Thunder Bull checks on Apache once again as the "Dark Conscience" picks up his newly won Television title from the canvas and throwing it over his shoulder as both men stand tall looking in the crowd for Hobo, Odin, Tempest and EniGma but obviously they have disappeared. Thunder Bull though does not seem as concerned still holding the chair in his hand and looking back up the entranceway while the music dies down, blaring in the distance. Thunder Bull throws the chair to the outside. Thunder Bull holds up his hands to simmer down the crowd and raises the microphone, licking his lips and speaks.]

Thunder Bull: Last week I made history becoming the tenth World Champion of this company but as I won the celebration was cut short by Insane Wayne and his proclaimed "Empire". Now then Mr. General Manager you had the nerve to come out and lock eyes with me and sending your cronies to the ring to attack two men who were weak, not ready and not fully prepared tat night. But Insane Wayne guess what? Tonight the champion is ready!

[The crowd goes wild while JP and Sully voice their comments.]

Sully: This man is crazy JP.

JP: He has not been medically cleared by doctors to compete but he is here tonight and he standing in that ring as a true warrior stepping into battle.

Sully: Not knowing what awaits him on the other side.

JP: Oh believe me he knows what is waiting for him, Insane Wayne and his two slaves.

Sully: Slaves!?

[Walking towards the ropes Thunder Bull looks to one side pausing. He tilts his head thinking and looking at the ceiling. Thunder Bull waits for the crowd to quieten down and soon speaks once again in a serious mode.]

Thunder Bull: You made the biggest mistake in your career Wayne for daring to take on Team Elite. You made the mistake of leaving us lying in that ring barely conscious. You made the damned mistake to confront the darkness. But the darkness continues to spread like a sickness and you will feel the blood run inside becoming colder and overshadowed by the Elite.

[The crowd looks dumfounded but Thunder Bull ignores their reaction and continues to deliver his threatening message.]

Thunder Bull: You know your problem Wayne? Your drunk on power and your trying to accomplish something you could never. You see Wayne it is all about the World Heavyweight Championship but neither Iniquity nor Ken Cruise for that matter will knock me off the top. Iniquity believes I do not deserve this title. I was not even deserving of being the number once contender because I didn't earn it? Defeating a veteran like Hobo in King of Kings to qualify to Vacation going on to defeat Shiv in a barbaric ladder match and facing Troy Knight in Hell on Earth made me number once contender. Maybe your hollow head can't transfer that to your brain cell so let me put it in simple terms. I became number one contender by destroying everyone who opposed me. And then when it came to the rematch Three Stages of Hell proved my desire to hold this title when I escaped the cage and won the second fall becoming the World Champion. If that isn't being deserving of the title or worthy of any recognition then Iniquity you better translate it to me in another type of language because you my friend are sadly mistaken.

[The crowd are behind the World Champion one hundred percent as his fellow friend Apache applauds the words of the "Perfector of Pain". Thunder Bull walks back around in a full circle scratching his chin dwelling on what he has in mind to conclude Dynamite. Thunder Bull walks back to the ropes, adjusting his title and speaks once again.]

Thunder Bull: Obviously the formation of that old rat Hobo, that indecisive bitch Tempest, that imprudent fool EniGma and the man who has never been loved by a women or let alone a man, Odin didn't want any of the Elite. But perhaps I have a better option. Maybe it would be possible for the Empire to walk out on stage and stand face to face with Team Elite. The darkness will be relentless Empire because one by one your Empire will crumble like every other Empire has in the past and the satanic Elite will conquer it. You have three seconds Wayne otherwise a big surprise will be installed, as the demons will take the souls of your two followers just like that.

[Thunder Bull clicks his fingers and the crowd cheer with Thunder Bull lifting his hand in the air. Thunder Bull counts down along with the crowd: "Three� Two� One!" No one is seen on the rampway, which brings a smile on the face of Thunder Bull who turns to his side looking at Apache and speaking.]

Thunder Bull: You were forewarned Empire�

[Lightning crashes in the middle of the ring as smoke rises slowly covering up the whole of the ring as it spreads. The side profiles of Thunder Bull and Apache can not be seen with the crowd looking around expecting something to happen. Music is heard of monks that are chanting in some sort of Greek language with rather haunting sounds that blare out on the speakers. The drumbeats grow heavier and torches ignite on the rampway, bursting into flames. The arena has turned into a pit of inferno and out walks two cloaked figures pushing two coffins that are upon some sort of trolley. The coffins are open where the two cloaked figures walks down the ramp, picking up speed on the way until they are in a full sprint. The figures push the coffins down the remainder of the ramp at full force, crashing into the side apron of the ring. The ring vibrates from the force as the ropes nearly buckle from the impact. The separate coffins collapse and two figures fall out.]

Sully: This is horrific.

JP: Who are these figures?

Sully: It's like mind games part three produced by Team Elite.

JP: Thunder Bull is the master of mind games.

[Another figure now makes their way down the ramp; their arms spread out openly as they hold some sort of large crucifix in their hand. The crucifix has been deformed with spikes on either side to represent the sinister Team Elite. The figure reaches the bottom wearing some sort of priest's gown. The figure lifts the crucifix in the air and after a moment of silence brings the crucifix down to the ground, which sounds another explosion and the lights regain energy. The crowd is shocked as the two cloaked figures are standing in the ring beside Thunder Bull and Apache. The two figures are revealed as Iniquity and Ken Cruise, their faces in a crimson mask. The stance of the mysterious figure in the priest's gown walks around the large vertically standing crucifix that covers their identity and the crowd are stunned to see Seth Impact!]

JP: It's him!

Sully: It can't be JP!

JP: It is Sully the very man who created Team Elite, the famous Seth Impact!

[Seth Impact's long brown hair hangs down almost covering his face and his cold eyes that are covered with black eyeliner. Seth Impact examines the ring and soon slides in to a huge cheer from the crowd to greet Thunder Bull and Apache, embracing in a hug. Thunder Bull looks at the two cloaked figures signaling for Seth Impact to stand behind them, which he does so. Seth Impact grabs the hoods of these two figures as they're heads remain looking down in prayer. Seth Impact whips the hoods back and the two men are the "Anti-Hero" Gutter Rat and "Shivinator" Shiv. The crowd once again is in frenzy as the cheers are swelling. Thunder Bull laughs along with Gutter Rat and Shiv.]

JP: Oh my god Shiv and Gutter Rat have joined Team Elite!

Sully: The Empire is in trouble now look at poor Iniquity and Ken Cruise.

JP: The Tag Team Champions got what was coming to them at least it was sooner rather than later.

Sully: JP show the Tag Team Champions some respect!

JP: These blundering fools don't understand the meaning of respect!

[All in single file Gutter Rat, Shiv, Seth Impact and the Television Champion Apache stand behind Thunder Bull who looks like the true leader. Thunder Bull breaks a smile and speaks.]

Thunder Bull: Empire I introduce to you the prestigious and genius valet of Team Elite Seth Impact, the backbone of the group. Gutter Rat the man that has the intentions like the rest of Team Elite to seek and destroy and is gunning for the man with the power Edward Walker. Team Elite just needed to recruit him. And finally former Xtreme Champion Shiv the man who is the future of this business and has taken on a new attitude to enhance his career success.

[Houston Texas is in awe as history is being made where all men raise their arms to the crowd but business is still not finished. Thunder Bull soon breaks the brief celebration and begins shouting down the microphone.]

Thunder Bull: DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE CONCEPTS INSANE WAYNE! YOU HAVE SOLD YOUR SOUL TO THE DEVIL BUT YOU ARE FORGETTING I AM THE DEVIL! I AM YOUR WORSE NIGHTMARE INSANE WAYNE! I WILL MAKE YOUR LIFE A LIVING HELL! YOUR EMPIRE WILL CRUMBLE AND FALL! IT WILL CORRODE IN MY HANDS! YOUR DREAMS WILL BE DECIMATED!

[The screaming of Thunder Bull is interrupted by "My Sacrifice" by Creed hitting the loud speakers and out walks a rather worried Insane Wayne in a sharp armani suit. The General Manager looks concerned, as Iniquity and Ken Cruise are on the outside still unconscious. Thunder Bull rests his arms on the ropes and waits with the crowd jeering heavily for Insane Wayne who looks on appalled by the response. The smattering of boos and the music soon fade and Insane Wayne begins.]

Insane Wayne: What do you want Thunder Bull?

Thunder Bull: Perhaps your ears deceive you Insane Wayne because I quite specifically said in the very face of Edward Walker that I want revenge.

Insane Wayne: And you actually think I will even consider offering you that request?

Thunder Bull: It's not a request Wayne it's a fact! No matter what your power can't save you now. We say bullshit to your power. Fuck you with your authority! Fuck your rules! Fuck your insolence and fuck your cowardliness!

Insane Wayne: My, my aren't we having a temper tantrum?

Thunder Bull: Crack jokes all you want Wayne because we all know not only do you tell them but you are one!

[The crowd is heard shouting "Oooooh" from the harsh words by the World Champion. Insane Wayne now seems aggravated and voices his opinions.]

Insane Wayne: Speak to me like that again Thunder Bull and I will have you removed from the building.

Thunder Bull: I won't leave until I am holding your heart in the palm of my hands and crush it.

Insane Wayne: You won't have my heart because I will just easily suspend you on the spot.

Thunder Bull: But you won't will you Wayne? Because no matter what whether you suspend me for two maybe three weeks or even indefinitely that won't save you. I'm not like that; I don't take orders and follow like your two boys here. Look how they ended up in a bloodbath! And you are about to be in that very predicament!

Insane Wayne: Lay one hand on me and I'll�

Thunder Bull: What you'll do what exactly Wayne? You can't do anything because you're worthless! You and Edward Walker both. You both build something so great but you don't think about the costs when you fail. Both of you have failed in life. You have failed your family! Look at Edward Walker, no wonder his daughter Laura Walker, your new girlfriend is fucked in the head! Look at everything she puts up with in life that she doesn't deserve, two failures that can't see with their own two eyes how pathetic and vulnerable they have become.

Insane Wayne: You're a disgrace to that World title.

Thunder Bull: At least I can win the title!

[Another "Oooooooh echoes from the crowd as Thunder Bull hits it below the belt of the General Manager who is now irate.]

Insane Wayne: Shut the hell up! That does it! You want a piece of me?

Thunder Bull: Bring it you petulant bitch!

Insane Wayne: Not with odds against me you and your buddies in that ring to face me, no way. I don't want to end all your careers in one night.

Thunder Bull: Ordering your Empire to attack Apache and me while we were injured wasn't against the odds either. Hell I many not be one hundred percent tonight but I'm feeling like I want to bust a few heads. So why don't you take off your nice expensive suit so we don't get blood over it? And why don't you put that microphone down and come in this ring to face me one on one. You can tell Iniquity and Ken Cruise when they awaken from their deep sleep that either one of them are mine next Monday night but tonight you're the victim of the impulse Insane Wayne! Because Wayne tonight payback's a bitch!

[Thunder Bull orders the rest of Team Elite to leave the ring, which they do so. The "Lord of Lightning" is the only man left in the ring and a huge "Thunder Bull! Thunder Bull! Thunder Bull!" chants in union as the crowd slam their hands and feet on the barricades and on the concrete ground. Insane Wayne begins to slowly take off his armani suit and throws it to one side. Insane Wayne lifts the microphone under his chin.]

Insane Wayne: I am sorry that your bones will have to be broken!

[The crowd jeer but that soon turns into cheers as Thunder Bull is poised and ready, crouched down and stalking his prey where Insane Wayne slides into the ring and both men begin to exchange heavy blows. Neither man wanting to give in unloading with furious open fists as the die-hard crowd are backing up Thunder Bull. Insane Wayne however gains the advantage nailing devastating shots: one� two� three� four� five. Insane Wayne moves forward as Thunder Bull stagger back into the ropes unknown to where he is. Insane Wayne irish whips the Procrastinator into the opposite ropes lifting up and extending his leg and on the comeback Thunder Bull somehow avoids the big boot and rolls under with his quickness. A bewildered Insane Wayne snaps around and is met with a huge stiff clothesline to a huge response from the crowd knocking Insane Wayne down. Thunder Bull begins pummeling Insane Wayne in the mount position with JP and Sully trying to shout over the active crowd. Thunder Bull walks over to his World title that he left in the corner and approaches it and lifts it up. Thunder Bull's eyes look deep into the twenty pounds worth of gold and then back at Insane Wayne who uses the ropes for leverage to get back to his two feet.]

JP: Thunder Bull has something evil in mind.

Sully: I hope he doesn't�

JP: He is going to!

Sully: No! Not the General Manager! He's a nice guy really.

JP: He won't look that nice in appearance when Thunder Bull disfigures his face with the World title� listen to this crowd!

Sully: They're impartial.

[Insane Wayne has now regained his footing and turns around only to be met with a charging Thunder Bull who blasts the General Manager over the head with the World title. Insane Wayne falls in a heap to the canvas his head busted open as the blood gushes out. The crowd is ecstatic with "A Place for My Head" by Linkin Park blasting over the PA System once again. Thunder Bull walks over to the downed Insane Wayne and places his boot on the chest disrespectfully of the General Manager and lifting the World title in the air. Thunder Bull absorbs the cheers and exits the ring and heads up the ramp along side his now complete army Team Elite while JP and Sully conclude the show.]