[The scene opens up, infiltrating in a graveyard, perhaps the same graveyard that was shown last week on Dynamite. Rain pours heavily over the graveyard and this time the cameras stand outside the front of the church. Above the massive church door is a large statue of Jesus being crucified. At either side the cameras notice that there stand two statues of demons either side of the church as the rain grows heavier. The camera crew enters the church and all seems calm and quiet. Candles surround the church, illuminating the dimness of the room. Seated near the very front are two figures, their heads down in prayer. The cameras slowly and steadily approach the two figures but they make their way to their feet. Both turn around and are revealed as the "Perfector of Pain" Thunder Bull and Apache. The crowd back in the arena cheer heavily for the appearance of both men. Both men look at the cameras, smiling sadistically and make their exit from the church. Both walk out onto the pathway leading into the deep end of the graveyard. Apache is the first man to speak.]

Apache: Ever wondered what life beholds for you the next morning? What you could be involved in next week? Where you will be next year? Do you ever consider that soon the Elite will be entering the realms of the Maximum Wrestling Federation? Entering at our own free will and leaving, hearing the screaming of your aching souls.

Thunder Bull: The Elite will reach the unreachable and that will start with us two beasts. Apache will become the Television Champion and myself, well let's just say Troy Knight's illustrious reign will end next week. The question on your minds right now should be who joins the Elite? Who will stand before the Elite and obey every command? Who will stand by the Elite and watch as every soul is taken away from them and all that is left if they're faint hearts.

[Both men look at one another and look at the grave stone they stand in front of. Lightning crashes and lights up with a bright white flicker and there on the gravestone it reads "Seth Impact". No other information is provided on the gravestone but both Apache and Thunder Bull seem to know what they are doing. Apache bows down before the gravestone first, chanting in some sort of Greek language and then translating it into English.]

Apache: Wise leader of the Elite, step fourth and confront those who always doubted you. Your guidance will help us both reach the top of the MwF. Unlock our hearts and banish the souls of those who no longer deserve to be in the position of gold. Destroy Sean Harley and destroy Troy Knight. Give us the powers we crave to hold. Show us your freedom and embark those who are weak with the never-ending effects of pain and agony.

[Thunder Bull places his hand on the right shoulder of Apache and helps him to his feet. Both men stare coldly into each other's eyes, giving blank expressions. Thunder Bull now looks at the gravestone and kneels down. He gently places his hands on the gravestone, looking down at the cold wet stone he is kneeling on. Thunder Bull moves his arm down the gravestone not saying a word. The "Perfector of Pain" stands back to his own two feet, glancing at Apache who looks on, dumbfounded.]

Apache: Aren't you going to speak to the demons underground?

Thunder Bull: There is no need to, I have already called out for their attention, and you were the second voice of reason. We need only two more men to complete this ritual and then we have finished and the Elite will arrive. Those who suffer from feebleness will be deprived at the hands of Team Elite.

Apache: Who are these chosen men?

Thunder Bull: People you never thought would trust us.

Apache: Have those two anonymous individuals agreed to this?

Thunder Bull: If they know what is best for them they will have already joined by now. They know who they are; they have been guided here.

Apache: Who are these people then?

Thunder Bull: People that want to be brought to the other side, to abnormality. We have already sent the message to one he has a choice. He is someone I have admired for a while, fooling everyone. The other no one would ever expect and that will be revealed next Monday night after my match with Troy Knight.

Apache: Whom did we send the message to?

Thunder Bull: The man known as the "Shivinator" Shiv.

Apache: Any particular reason?

Thunder Bull: There is fire that burns inside the Shiv, even though he has been on the receiving end of misfortune, we will cure this. Shiv, we welcome you into our home come join us. You have two-weeks to decide your future. You either face power and dominance or your incongruity will lead to fate and assault.

Apache: The supernatural powers of the now majestic Team Elite is forming, much more powerful than ever before. We will take this project to a whole new different level.

Thunder Bull: The remains of Team Elite still surround us, no matter where you go you will always find a part of Eliteness. No one knows this but this is true.

Apache: You have a huge task ahead of you, you're forgetting.

Thunder Bull: I would never dare forget a golden opportunity my newfound friend.

[Both Apache and Thunder Bull place their hands in their pockets, their faces now overshadowed. The rain soon beings to stop, the moon glowing in the night sky. The gray clouds are no longer thick, fading away as Apache and Thunder Bull walks up the path to the waiting limousine of Thunder Bull. The limousine is decorated in various satanic symbols or pictures representing a dark formality. Both men lean again either door, looking at each other with satisfaction.]

Apache: Our work here is done all we have to do is wait for our questions to be answered.

Thunder Bull: Do not be surprised if it is answered on the exact date I asked for.

Apache: What was the appropriate date?

Thunder Bull: The very night I face Troy Knight in Three Stages of Hell.

Apache: Why choose this day? I thought you wanted the match to run smoothly, no one to intervene.

Thunder Bull: No, this will be the aftermath of the match, once I have burned down bridge Knight then the celebration begins with the debuting Team Elite to the Maximum Wrestling Federation.

[Apache smiles to himself and looks at Thunder Bull who seems somewhat baffled with the whole predicament. The disfigured face of Apache shows some compassion for his friend and taps him on the shoulder. Thunder Bull turns to face Apache who soon speaks.]

Apache: I can tell.

Thunder Bull: You can tell what exactly?

Apache: You miss someone, don't deny it. I can tell by the depressed look on your face.

Thunder Bull: It's been so long since I saw her.

Apache: Saw whom?

Thunder Bull: My beautiful wife Rachel.

Apache: Oh right, I see when did you last see her?

Thunder Bull: Just after the "Black Weekend" in the MwF. It is bizarre; I have a cold black heart yet I have feelings like a normal human being. I really love Rachel.

Apache: She is your wife after all.

Thunder Bull: If only she was there to cheer me on in my match with Troy Knight in that very arena.

Apache: You sure one person can support you throughout your match?

Thunder Bull: Rachel and the fans is the only support I need. I know the vast majority will be rooting on Troy Knight but half the fans there need to see a new and fresh champion.

Apache: I understand that.

Thunder Bull: Rachel though being there all I will hear is her voice. All the anti-Thunder Bull fans and all the drunken Troy Knight fan club may be hurling abuse at me but if I hear the soft voice of Rachel, it makes me stronger.

Apache: I will leave you here for a while, I'll inform your personal driver to drive around the block once and then meet up with you in about five minutes. You have a lot to get off your chest I can tell.

Thunder Bull: Thanks dear friend, I really appreciate it.

[Apache walks over to the limousine and looks at the camera, smiling and shaking his head and mutters the final words before his departure.]

Apache: Rachel will be there for you next week.

[Beknown to what Apache whispered, Thunder Bull continues walking back into the deep parts of the graveyard. The limousine slowly pulls out in reverse and drives up the road, turning a corner and Thunder Bull waves but it is obvious Apache could not see as Thunder Bull was unnoticed by the darkness and the "Perfector of Pain" looks at the gravestone yet again of Seth Impact. Thunder Bull stares back at the camera, showing some signs of emotion and speaks showing an expression of seriousness.]

Thunder Bull: I miss my family loads, wishing if I could turn back the time I could save them. This is all I have left, the cemetery holds the answer and the MwF holds the prized possession. One week and encounting until I relive the moment where history was made. I step back in that ring, fans behind me and fans behind Troy Knight. Battling it out one last time to see if I can defeat and dethrone the Knight. No one knows and no one realizes how much I respect Troy Knight. People concentrate on the little things like the stipulation but that does not really matter. It is how much is on the line, what you have to win and what you have got to lose. I introduce you all to my emotional ballad�

[Thunder Bull sits down next to Seth Impact's gravestone and stares up at the camera looking rather innocent. Thunder Bull raises his knees up against his chin and relaxes, adjusting his position to suit his comfort. Thunder Bull prepares to speaks once again.]

Thunder Bull: My emotion is on the line, this is all I ever dreamed of, simply becoming the best in this business. Troy Knight is the obstacle I must surpass but it will not be easy. The sacrifices I have made the risks I have taken and every promo I have cut was all worth it just to get here where I am today. This is my final chance, because I may never have a third chance to face Troy Knight. Three Stages of Hell designed to inflict punishment on one another until you are unable to continue. When I see the very moment you are unable to retaliate Troy. When I see that very moment where you see the title being removed from you're waist. Your whole career flash before your very eyes it will be a signal. A signal that I did what I set out to do! I am here for one reason and one reason only and that is to live my dream. If it is a reign of one week, five days or heck even twenty-four hours it will all be worth the scars I have had to undertake.

[Thunder Bull begins to feel more intense, getting worked up on this rather emotional promo. The Procrastinator seems angered yet seems calm and he speaks once again to voice his opinions.]

Thunder Bull: It has taken me approximately three months to get where I am Troy and if I can somehow get those two falls over you, if I am able to defeat you for the World Heavyweight Championship then my life will no longer be in the wrong direction. For once I will be happy knowing I defeated a talented athlete like you. For once I will be entitled the greatest superstar in the world today. For once I will have lived my dreams, taking on every rookie members illusions and beliefs and evolving them into something hopeful. For once I will be the most dominating and unstoppable force in the core of professional wrestling. For once Troy Knight� I will have proven those who never had faith in me all wrong and why? Because for once Troy Knight I will finally become the NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!

[Bellowing out the last few words with such determination Thunder Bull stands to his feet noticing that the limousine has arrived back to the graveyard. Apache waits at the front of the limousine and Thunder Bull begins to leave. Thunder Bull however, pauses and turns back to the gravestone. Thunder Bull in a collective tone speaks for a final time.]

Thunder Bull: Please make everything come true old master. Make my heart no longer yearn for something I want because I will have it in the palm of my hands. Help me uncover my past and realize why I belong here, what I am and why I am here. Troy Knight, I wish you goodluck for next week� farewell former Champion. Ashes to ashes dust to dust, believing you will prevail is a mistake, and I will break your broken trust.

[Thunder Bull makes his way back up the pathway and greets Apache. Both Apache and Thunder Bull enter the limousine, it pulls out and the cameras slowly conspire, looking back at the gravestone of Seth Impact where another figure stands next to the grave. The figure is now standing over the grave bowing as cameras switch back to JP and Sully who begin to finish the Dynamite show.]

JP: Wow! I've never seen Thunder Bull so fired up, he's being spurred on by the thought that he needs to see his family again.

Sully: If he wants to see his family so badly why doesn't he just hand in his resignation and head back and see them?

JP: Because Thunder Bull is a fighter not a quitter.

Sully: Leaving the MWF to see your family again is not quitting....far from it, it's a sensible thing to do.

JP: He is the next MWF World Heavyweight Champion, he can't abandon ship now....

Sully: ....he has a powerful friend in Apache, while he holds no administrative power he is just one of the best wrestlers I've seen recently inside the ring.

JP: Apache is tipped to become the next MWF Television Champion, if he can do that and Thunder Bull takes the MWF World Heavyweight Championship then suddenly the balance of power in the MWF shifts to them.

Sully: There is no balance of power anymore, the championships are flung between different men....there are few alliances, the MWF is a barren landscape where the solo outshines the double.

JP: Since the demise of "Twisted Vizion" the MWF has become a place where no group rules, although there does seem to be the start of something on the way.

Sully: You heard it mentioned earlier, this "Team Elite" seem to want to be the new "Twisted Vizion".

JP: They will have a hard time living up to one of the greatest stables in MWF history, "Twisted Vizion" won every belt the MWF had to offer, they dominated each corner of the MWF and helped take the MWF to new heights.

Sully: Will Thunder Bull be the man that the MWF puts its trust in to lead them into the rest of the year?

JP: I hope so, Troy Knight is a fantastic wrestler and competitor but I think the time has come to pass over the torch to the new generation of wrestler.

Sully: Thunder Bull appears as an unlikely hero, this time next week we could be saluting a new champion.

JP: Don't miss it, three stages of hell...Thunder Bull against Troy Knight, for the MWF World Heavyweight Championship!

Sully: Goodnight!