[The MaxiTrons brighten up a colour of white and a video package begins rolling. The screen is static and the sound is quiet. The only source of sound caught on this video is of the wind. In the bottom right-hand corner of the screen it reads "MWF &endash; Earlier Today". The fans in Manchester are seated watching patiently at the screen. Their fixated eyes are wide open in anticipation to see the video footage go even further into detail. The scenery is of a middle-class street where a sign at the end of the road reads "Chester Avenue". The cameras move on forward with John Pilkington and Tim Sullivan giving running commentary in the background.]

Sully: Isn't that the place we saw in one of The Grudge's promos at the end of last week?

JP: I believe it is Sully but what is the reason for visiting this place for a second time?

Sully: Maybe Edward Walker loved the house The Grudge picked out and bought a place there himself, he is a millionaire after all JP.

JP: I wouldn't go that far Sully.

[We arrived at 679 Chester Avenue in Winnipeg where more MWF technical workers had placed their equipment outside on the lawn of this house. Their equipment was parked in single file, mostly cables leading up the lawn and into the house, which was slightly open. The cameras moved on, entering inside with the door creaking open as if my coincidence. We had entered the main room, a wide screen television located in the corner of the room as we stepped into the living room. The television was replaying past events from the MWF from "Kronik" defeating The "Kovenant" just on last week's edition of Dynamite. After that a Tempest interview from earlier last week plays as he gives his opinions on his upcoming match with Steven Douglas and his March Madness conquest. The cameras snap to the side and we see the MWF Xtreme Champion, The Grudge relaxing in a comfortable sofa with a can of beer in his right hand and the remote control in his left hand. He takes a sip of the liquor and adjusts his position in the sofa. He seems frustrated however after takes another sip of the alcohol substance and the cameras notice the MWF World Heavyweight Champion, Thunder Bull pacing back and fourth on his cell-phone. Thunder Bull is waving his free hand in the air dramatically as we catch the phone conversation on sound.]

Thunder Bull: Steve� I understand your frustration� I understand your angry but let me explain�

Steven Douglas: �

Thunder Bull: The rules of The "Kovenant" are simple, there are no rules. We don't order you about like you have dwelled on all week. We are united as a unit Steven and we promise we will never order you about. The Grudge and I do what we feel is best for the "Kovenant" and that is we allow each other to use their own initiative, You can make your own decisions Steve so don't worry. The Grudge and I will never give you orders and demand you to do certain things we want doing. We handle issues by ourselves but we also handle issues together.

Steven Douglas: �

Thunder Bull: Don't ponder about it. We understand your concern Steven Douglas and you have every right to be questionable.

[The Grudge would frown slightly before speaking to Thunder Bull as he is in the middle of his rather important conversation with the new acquirement in The "Kovenant" stable.]

The Grudge: The MWF Television Champion needs to know he is a valuable asset in the "Kovenant" Thunder Bull. These mind games that Tempest has been playing with him all week have gotten to him. Their floating inside his head like a pressure point.

[The "Perfector of Pain" worryingly glanced at The Grudge who tapped his index finger against the side of his forehead. Thunder Bull smirked and nodded at The Grudge's advice. Thunder Bull continued talking to Steven Douglas who was waiting anxiously on the other end of the line.]

Thunder Bull: The Grudge just stated and I quote: "Steven Douglas is a valuable asset to the Kovenant". We wanted your services for this dark and mysterious group Douglas because we know what you are truly capable of. We realize your true potential and we respect you tremendously as an athlete. Unlike Tempest we respect you a great deal. You're full of surprises Douglas and this is an advantage for the "Kovenant". We know when not to cross the line so do not threat� you do things on your own terms and we will support you every step of the way. We won't order you about like a henchman we are not like that. This group is about team work and next Sunday night people will witness live in London, England and all around the world that the "Kovenant" will outclass the faded memory of Twisted Vizion and the Master Plan.

Steven Douglas: �

Thunder Bull: No problem and don't worry I will see you later tonight. I bid you farewell my friend, take care.

[Thunder Bull hangs up his cell-phone and throws it carelessly on the sofa next to The Grudge. Grudge now unveils the MWF Xtreme and World title belts that were placed to one side on a small wooden table. Thunder Bull smiles as he gazes into his World title belt. His eyes are gleaming gold as he stares at his reflection in awe.]

The Grudge: You love that belt; I can see it in your eyes. You were born a champion.

[Thunder Bull kept his eyes on the World title belt, his name etched on the platelet in bold lettering. However, the "Perfector of Pain" managed to say a few words even though he was in his little dream world.]

Thunder Bull: And I'll damn sure die as a champion.

[Both men laughed manically with The Grudge gently placing the prestigious title belts to one side standing to a vertical base. The Grudge would straighten himself standing next to Thunder Bull. They looked at one another with The Grudge being the first to speak.]

The Grudge: "Kronik" fair dues you prevailed last week, retaining those coveted Tag Team titles that mean so much to you both. But don't celebrate just yet because we have been advised by Edward Walker that a contract has been signed, ceiled and delivered to us for a rematch for those Tag team titles at March Madness and we have it right here with us.

[The Grudge would ravel his jean pockets out until a small white sheet of paper fell to the floor. The Grudge picked up the paper and unfolded the tiny little squared paper until it was a full A4 size. He turned the documentation around to reveal the signatures of Thunder Bull and The Grudge on the front. Both men smiled with Thunder Bull taking over.]

Thunder Bull: Last week though Sozzey and Mak we gave you a fight of your life. It took you the last ounce of energy, the last ounce of strength in your being, the last fibre inside your body to overcome the "Kovenant". You hoped to dominate us and you wished you could send us to the hospital that night but you accomplished neither. You defeated us and I can respect that somewhat. But you didn't destroy our pride and our will to win those Tag Team titles. You see "Kronik" while three-weeks ago we annihilated you and sent you in an ambulance to the local nearby hospital in Japan. You had to go through one hell of a match and survive on adrenaline and instinct to defeat us.

[The "Homicidal Creep" and the "Perfector of Pain" looked at one another once again, then back into the cameras with their individual cold stares. The Grudge spoke.]

The Grudge: We have been you toughest task throughout your wrestling careers "Kronik". Three-weeks ago we nearly ended your careers and just last week we were close to capturing those tag team titles that rightfully belong to us. You managed to outmatch us last week but in a fluke victory. But we won't deny the fact that you do deserve those Tag team titles because you did maintain some eligible teamwork.

Thunder Bull: But along the way The Grudge and I have also learned more teamwork skills. We are becoming closer as a tag team and at March Madness this special teamwork will signify our first Tag team title reign. You may have defeated us last week but who did you actually defeat? You only defeated yourselves because making it one fall a piece automatically gave us one more chance to reclaim those Tag team title belts. Edward Walker believes we are evenly matched as a tag team and both teams are a hot prospect to the tag team division. But he also believes it is time to settle the score and end it at March Madness. The most "maddening" pay-per-view in MWF history.

The Grudge: Thunder Bull and I are walking in snorting and spitting and breathing fire and walking out holding all the damn gold, roaring in your sinking faces.

Thunder Bull: You managed to defeat The Grudge last week but you couldn't defeat me. I was on fire that night "Kronik" and you couldn't tame this beast, this raging bull. You focused on The Grudge the entire time, wise tactics maybe but you couldn't blow out that blockade of fire, that wall of fire. You couldn't blow out me! That same fire will burn this Sunday night at March Madness as the real monster inside my heartless body will be unleashed!

The Grudge: Your reign is coming to an abrupt end!

[They would laugh sadistically and would begin to leave, however Thunder Bull paused. The Grudge looked over at his frozen tag team partner. The Grudge would grasp a hold of Thunder Bull's arm but the MWF World Champion would brush it aside. Thunder Bull looked at The Grudge who seemed as if he understood Thunder Bull's wordless actions. The Grudge turned his back to the cameras, picking up his Xtreme title belt and departed the room. The door closed behind The Grudge leaving Thunder Bull all alone. The "Perfector of Pain" swung his wet cosmic blue hair back from his face and looked into the cameras. The desperation to let something out could easily be recognised in his eyes. Thunder Bull looked down at his World title belt. He reached out and picked up the World title by the strap and threw it over his right shoulder. It dangled down helplessly as he stood there like a true, gallant warrior and a fighting champion. He curled his lip and would finally speak in all seriousness.]

Thunder Bull: Tempest� Tempest� Tempest�

[He relieved a sigh after repeating the same name three consecutive times. However, the name had been stuck in his mind. Thunder Bull would shake his head and proceeded.]

Thunder Bull: Don't think I had forgotten about you. I saw your exchange of words between you and Steven Douglas last week. You tried to outdo Douglas with your "refined" words like you do so often but yet your intelligent words still showed your real stupidity. Last week you and Steven Douglas talked about chess� a game for the elderly generation. How does such a dull game get mentioned in the wrestling business? This isn't just about the mind and how it works Tempest. This isn't an English lesson at high school. No, this is wrestling; a world we both live in and both of us share that same air. We travel on the road together but all you could talk about is chess. I understand Douglas mentioning this because he is in his early fifty's but hearing a man at your age correcting this veteran was amusing.

[Thunder Bull chucked under his breath. He would readjust his World title and placed his hand over it before resuming.]

Thunder Bull: You may have come off smart Tempest when correcting Steven Douglas' mistakes on the rules of Chess and how to play it. Maybe you should start writing a full two-hundred paged book on the history of chess seeing as you have Steven Hawkins brain and knowledge.

[The "Perfector of Pain" wiped his lip and laughing once more at his small joke. He calmed himself down before continuing.]

Thunder Bull: Seeing as you decided to return Steven Douglas' words and symbolising him with the different categories of chess I have decided to establish which one you represent Tempest. You are simply the misfortunate pawn.

[He would take a few steps back flexing his arms pumping himself up for March Madness. His words made sense as he has seemed to learn a lot since his last encounter last year with Tempest.]

Thunder Bull: You're the pawn� you can't do anything Tempest, you can't win the "big one". You can't win this battle because you are the pawn and I am higher than you. Maybe in your prime, back in the days when I was learning my ways in the Maximum Wrestling Federation you could proclaim yourself the king. But now you have changed like myself. While you have adapted to your new role as a fan favourite, the very puppets that made me weak and did nothing for me. I have changed into a man who is hell-bent of revenge. I haven't been pinned nor submitted in over two months because no man has matched up to my calibre.

[He paused for a second thinking of what to say next. He shook his head pleased by what he had said so far and more words came out.]

Thunder Bull: Your reality Tempest is nothing but a fantasy. You are like me when I first started in the MWF, I was crazed on becoming World Champion but I slipped on my first chance because I underestimated my opponent, which so happened to be the great Troy Knight at the time. You might deny you have underestimated me but I know for a fact the real you and what you really think of people. Last week you stated in one of your ridicule promos and I quote: "I have zero respect for Thunder Bull" unquote. I have done nothing to offend you but say a few facts and figures on the odd occasion and suddenly you don't respect me. How can you go from respecting me as a champion and telling interviewers that I will be a tough challenge for you? To someone who reveals his hatred for the MWF World Champion and in fact has no respect whatsoever for him? Whatever you say is beyond me as it makes no sense. Either you're trying to play mind games with me and you are failing miserably. Or you are trying to push a few buttons to make me crack but this is being unsuccessful. Or that knock on the head you took before your little vacation has changed you into the Tempest I do not remember.

[Thunder Bull scratches his chin for a few moments looking down at the ground. His attention turned to the MWF World title and he patted it delicately while it lay across his shoulder.]

Thunder Bull: You want this Tempest? Then be yourself and stop being some hoax. For the past few weeks you have become a vulnerable man, a man who I have no respect for. But that is okay because you have no respect for me either so we both share one thing in common. Tempest, you have conversed into someone who is incapable of capturing the MWF World Heavyweight Championship. You are someone who is undeserving of holding this World title. In the past we had non-title feuds but with the World title now officially on the line at March Madness I will be stomping in my second match of the night still full of energy. I never run out of fuel Tempest and you will find that out at March Madness. Your ready I see and your prepared, but question is are you the next MWF World Champion. That I can answer right here� right now. No!

[The room had plunged into a pool of darkness; the light bulb had smashed on the ground for no apparent reason. Thunder Bull's eyes had turned from green to a pupil of blackness. His mouth opened and his teeth were grinding together. He held the World title above his head as if in victory and celebration. Thunder bellowed outside in Winnipeg and Thunder Bull had transformed into an almighty possessed beast. The "Perfector of Pain" yelled into the cameras his final words.]

Thunder Bull: YOUR DESTINY IS A NIGHTMARE!

[Smoke began to fill the room with some lights that were placed in each corner of the room flickered on and off as if this was some sort of paranormal activity. Thunder Bull's figure was engulfed in the smoke and began to disperse underneath the grey clouds that surrounded the room. After a few minutes of horrendous coughing and wrenching the smoke faded and the lights had turned back on to glow up the room. Everything seemed fine, the cameras scanned the room, panning around until it stopped and focused particularly on the wide screen television. The picture was blurry, buzzing badly. The picture though was clearly of Tempest but the bizarre thing was the television was covered in a stream of blood over the picture of Tempest. Suddenly a message appeared reading the words: "Tonight I'll pay you a visit but for now�" and "FAREWELL". The screen then faded and back to the commentary team of a shocked JP and Sully who looked around at the silenced crowd.]

JP: Thunder Bull sending a very clear message to his opponent at March Madness there.

Sully: I'm sure Tempest will be running scared after that.

JP: I wouldn't think so, he has to focus on beating Steven Douglas tonight.

Sully: That should be a close match, both are very talented wrestlers.

JP: Tempest has a major disadvantage though...

Sully: ...what's that JP?

JP: He doesn't have "The Master Plan" anymore while Douglas has "The Kovenant".

Sully: Very true, and you always need a little help from your friends.

JP: Let's take a break, we'll be back after this with some tag team action.

Sully: See you in five folks...

--- Commercial Break: Who will be the MWF's next big star? Missouri State Wrestling (www.geocities.com/mswfed) ---

["Watermelon" by The Boxer Rebellion hits the PA system and the crowd look confused at the new sound filling the arena. The fans though go wild as the MaxiTron stops spinning the MWF logo and instead the eyes of the MWF CEO are shown, as they blink on the MaxiTron a huge explosion of pyro goes up and fireworks rain down onto the entrance way where the MWF CEO Edward Walker walks out to a massive cheer from the crowd.]

JP: We haven't seen Walker for a while, he's been quietly plotting away behind the scenes but the fans still have a great respect for this man.

Sully: He's a great guy, but I don't think it's the same when there is only him in complete control of the MWF.

JP: I'm liking the new theme tune.

Sully: It's a cool track�

[Walker steps onto the entrance ramp and waves to the fans as he walks down, shaking a few hands and signing an autograph for a desperate fan. He reaches the ring, and nods to Peter Santos who prepares a microphone for the MWF CEO. The new theme tune starts to fade out as Walker takes the mic and speaks to the crowd.]

Walker: Good evening, Manchester!

[A huge roar goes up from the crowd at Walker's words, he smiles and nods as the fans applaud. He raises his arm for quiet and the crowd obey.]

Walker: It's great to be back out here in front of the British crowd, it's always a treat to come over here. Now, I must first apologise for not being my normal self these past few weeks�my dominance appears to be slipping slightly. "The Kovenant" and others are beginning to grow, and we all know there is only one man that can stop them�

[The fans don't make a sound, although a few catch on and a chant of "Walker! Walker! Walker!" starts up.]

Walker: Yeah, some of you get it. I am the most powerful man in the Maximum Wrestling Federation, forget your Steven Douglas, forget your Thunder Bull, forget your Grudge, it's all about me. But, there is a man that I must really address, Tempest.

[The popularity of the man who will go to March Madness to face Thunder Bull is obvious.]

Walker: He's certainly turned the corner and will be going to March Madness to face Thunder Bull for the MWF World Heavyweight Championship, but last week Tempest you made a challenge, a request, that I cannot ignore. You stated that you want to take on three of the MWF's best tag teams in handicap matches, three weeks in a row?

[The fans roar with excitement at the request made by Tempest last week, Walker pauses and strokes the greying stubble on his chin as he walks across the ring.]

JP: It's a mad challenge, but a brave one.

Sully: Tempest is making a death wish, I hope he realises that he will be destroyed by making such a bold challenge.

JP: Three weeks, six opponents, three matches, just one Tempest.

Sully: If he makes it through unbeaten he really would be the best.

[The MWF CEO has paused near one of the turnbuckles, he leans on it and speaks to the fans.]

Walker: I have given the request a lot of thought�that is why I did not appear straight away last week. Tempest, you have made a bold move in an attempt to prove you really are the best. Well, who am I to stop you? I have spoken to those who you challenged and the task is ready. You will have three hoops to jump through, on Monday Night Dynamite April 4th you will face "Kronik", the week after Insane Wayne and Gunman Stinger, and you will finish your little test against "The Kovenant".

[A huge cheer goes up from the crowd at the announce of the matches, Walker smiles.]

Walker: I think they shall be known as 'The Trials of Tempest', I wish you the best of luck but it won't be easy. Now, moving on to another pressing matter. I would like to speak about an exciting match prospect I will be making for March Madness, which is this Sunday�

[The crowd respond with cheers, and Walker continues above their noise.]

Walker: The MWF Tag Team Championships are finally beginning to have some real meaning, and "Kronik" are still clinging onto the belts. Sozzey and Mak have beaten down two very good teams to retain their belts, and come March Madness they will have to do it all over again.

[Walker holds up three fingers to the crowd, they look slightly confused.]

Walker: Three teams, at March Madness, three teams will be facing off at once for the MWF Tag Team Championships. There will be blood, there will be carnage, a three team ladder match for the MWF Tag Team Championships!

[The fans are on their feet cheering with excitement, JP and Sully speak in excited tones.]

JP: Oh, wow! A three team brawl for the MWF Tag Team Championships, with ladders.

Sully: That really will be something, but which three teams will it be?

JP: I'd guess "Kronik" would be one of them.

Sully: Goes without saying�

[Walker strokes his greying stubbles once more and has a smile on his face, he raises his arm up with three fingers and counts them off as he speaks.]

Walker: "Kronik" and "The Kovenant" will be two of the teams�the third team will be the winner of the next match, between Insane Wayne and Gunman Stinger when they face Doomsday and ViperJ. Thank you everyone, enjoy Monday Night Dynamite, goodnight!

[The fans cheer for Walker as he passes the mic to Peter Santos and makes his way back up the entrance ramp, leaving JP and Sully to discuss what happened.]

JP: Walker's laid down a match and a half there, Doomsday and ViperJ have a massive chance now to make a name for themselves.

Sully: You actually think they can beat the legendary Insane Wayne, and his partner Gunman Stinger?

JP: I think they can, Doomsday is perhaps more of a legend than Insane Wayne ever will be.

Sully: Wayne's the greatest wrestler to have never won the MWF World Heavyweight Championship...

JP: ...that says a lot, he can't be that great if he never won it.

Sully: Shall we just watch the match?

JP: Yeah, let's watch as the battle to see who goes to March Madness unfolds.

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