[The scene shifts backstage as we reopen from a short intermission. The cameras are charging down the corridor obviously in a hurry to catch someone important. They turn the corner and come to the end of their journey where they stand outside the door that belongs to the challenger for the World Heavyweight Championship. The platelet is bold as the name etched on the sign reads: �The Perfector of Pain � Thunder Bull�. The door immediately opens and out walks Thunder Bull who saunters around the corner, his walk all serious and determination glazing in his eyes. The �Perfector of Pain� looks along the corridor where picture frames of all time greats are remembered throughout MWF history hanging vertically on the walls.]

JP: Look at all those respected superstars that competed in the MWF still hanging on the MWF walls right here in Los Angeles, California.

Sully: Pictures of Ross Allen, Mark Rose, Sam King, Kidd Kidman, Ace Spades, Troy Knight and even Anarkist.

JP: These men all at one time held the MWF World Heavyweight Championship at one time and what a legacy each man had. The MWF moulded these men into all time greats and even though none of these men are no longer associated with the Maximum Wrestling Federation they still have a part of MWF in their hearts.

Sully: Wonder if this means anything to Thunder Bull?

JP: He has a chance to prove why he earned this shot, this title rematch against Doomsday and he can do that in his stipulation, the Thunderdome, which is up next.

[The Procrastinator continues walking down the corridor, his eyes still focusing on each picture frame until they come to a sudden halt. The last picture is of the �Deadly One� himself� Doomsday with the World title strapped around his waist. Thunder Bull frowns and then turns away in somewhat disgust. He wipes his forehead as he hears the crowd back in the arena giving a mixed reaction, majority jeering heavily though there is a smattering of cheers. People still have respect for this human�s athletic abilities. Thunder Bull scratches his chin, pondering for a moment and then speaks.]

Thunder Bull: My picture is yet to be up there because I have done nothing legendary. But tonight that could all change with the forces of evil by my side the �Deadly One� could have made a �deadly� mistake in accepting this match. It all comes down to this Doomsday. The final chapter in the �Three Series of Hell� and for your sake I hope your ready. I�ve had you hooked on my promos like bait all week. You are hungry for revenge. You are thirsty for blood but all of that will turn around into your worse nightmare. I will capitalise on your ego. Your ego will be the edge I will need to walk out with the World Heavyweight Championship.

[The �Perfector of Pain� walks over to the picture frame of Doomsday and takes it off the wall. His eyes glaze at the picture as his lower lip drops slightly. In an outburst, Thunder Bull spits on the picture frame and smashes it against the wall. The glass shatters and the photograph falls out of the frame. Thunder Bull treads on the picture frame, breaking it into two pieces, crunching beneath his boot heel. He then picks up the remains of the photograph and holds it up to the cameras and speaks once again.]

Thunder Bull: I�ll be meeting you in hell Doomsday but I will not be staying for a long trip. I am afraid I must leave you there once the infamous three count is made. Doomsday the World title is the object in the middle, we both desire to hold it but only one man can do so. The darkness is a supernatural force of great phenomena, what makes you think you can retain? You are my stepping stone to stardom once again Doomsday and after tonight my picture will be up there along with the legends as you lie at the bottom. You have been forewarned, you say feel the boom? I say feel the impulse grow� I must bid you farewell.

[He turns his back to the cameras and crumples up the photograph and throws it to one side. Thunder Bull marches down the corridor and turns around once more, staring a cold stare at the camera crew. He raises his fist in the air as the crowd jeer heavily and the lights dim in the arena as the Thunder dome cage begins to lower over the ring.]

JP: We are about to take our last commercial break.

Sully: Did you hear the tone in Thunder Bull�s voice? He sounds ready and focused to win back the World title for the second time tonight.

JP: He has the opportunity to do something no one has ever done in six months being here in the Maximum Wrestling Federation.

Sully: Ladies and gentlemen, we�ll be right back after this.

JP: Doomsday defends his World title against the former champion Thunder Bull next! Don�t go anywhere!

---Commercial Break---

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