(The scene opens up inside of Logan Outlaw's dressing room. Logan is standing there with I.M. Dangerous, Ian Hutchinsen, and Audrie McMichaels)

Dangerous: Brett... we're worried about you...

Logan: Why? I'm finally starting to get things done. I'm unstoppable now!!

Hutchinsen: That's what we are worried about. We just don't want to see you getting hurt again.

Logan: HURT!?!? How can you say that!?!? This is the same guy who stood by me during my battle with Deadman. Even when I pulled the whole "Legend" thing, you were there because you knew why. You knew that the most important thing was winning the N.E.W. Heavyweight Title. What happened to you. What happened to all of you!?!?

(Logan slams his hand into a locker as he exits the room)

McMichaels: Wow... what was that all about?

Dangerous: I'm not so sure, but I don't think this is working.

Hutchinsen: Don't give up, just keep trying. Go to the ring with him tonight Michael. We'll try that first.

(The scene ends with the three of them still standing there...Scene cuts to the Harbinger/Predator match already in progress...)

Jason: We start this match off with both men in the ring. They lock up in a collar and elbow tie up and Predator forces Harbinger into the turnbuckle. He goes for a chop but Harbinger moves and shoves Predator into the turnbuckle. Predator covers up as Harbinger throws some fists.

Brian: Predator spears Harbinger and now pays him back with some fists! The ref warning to use open palms, not closed fists. Predator picks Harbinger up and hotshots him across the ropes. Harbinger falls back and Predator gives him a belly to belly suplex.

*Flash*

Jason: We�ve moved in this match forward. Harbinger on the top rope, comes off with a flying cross body block on Predator! Harbinger doesn�t have that much padding on his frame, and he�s sucking wind hard!

Brian: Predator not in any better shape either. Predator slowly gets up as does Harbinger and Predator rushes towards Harbinger but Harby drop toe holds him and Predator falls through the ropes to the mat! A hard collision.

Jason: Predator up and Harbinger with a suicide dive and Predator is knocked out cold and Harbinger is clutching his neck! I�ve never seen this style of wrestling from Harbinger before, but he seems oddly accustom to it, but at the same time, a bit tentative. Odd.

*Flash*

Brian: Again skipping a bit in this match, now Predator has Harbinger in a chokehold and the ref is calling for the break. Predator lets go and Harbinger falls to a knee, Predator kicks him and Harbinger falls to the mat! Predator is vicious tonight!

Jason: Predator walking around, waiting for Harbinger to get up, the crowd chanting �HAR-BEE, HAR-BEE�. Predator looks pissed, shouts something at the crowd, focuses on Harbinger, he�s going for the DROP SHOT BUT NO WAY!! Harbinger just caught Predator, grabbed his leg extended and lifted him up for a spinebuster!! Harbinger falls down looking completely exhausted! He�s giving up about 40 pounds to Predator, not as much as some of Harbinger�s past opponents, but he looks woozy from the chokehold and kick to the head!

Brian: Predator rolls out of the ring, taking a powder. Harbinger slowly getting up and Predator stands on the apron and enters the ring. He slowly walks toward Harbinger who is now standing up. They stand next to each other, Predator standing over Harbinger. Predator pushes Harbinger!!

Jason: Harbinger pushes back!! Predator shakes his head, cocks it back and flashes a wicked grin at Harbinger, and lays a MASSIVE shove on Harbinger that knocks him back into the ropes and almost out of the ring. Predator laughs!

Brian: Harbinger walks toward Predator like he�s going to push him but gives him a spinning wheel kick out of NOWHERE!! Where did that come from? He looked so fluid! One moment he�s walking and the next spin wheel kick! I�ve seen that before, but I can�t remember where!

Jason: I�m getting that d�j� vu feeling too Brian!

*Flash*

Brian: Again we�ve skipped forward just a bit. Predator picks up Harbinger and gives him a piledriver!!! The neck of Harbinger has really been worked over in this match! Harbinger rolling around in agony and Predator grabs him and gives a few knee drops to the base of the neck!

Jason: Predator picks Harbinger up and puts him in a sleeper!! Dead center of the ring, I don�t see how Harbinger can get out of this. This might just be it! Predator lets go and pushes Harbinger forward into the ropes, Harbinger bounces backwards and Predator nails him with a forearm to the back of the neck! Harbinger down in a heap on the mat!

Brian: Predator picks Harbinger up and locks in a front face lock, again working over the neck. Predator is really becoming aggressive here! He throws Harbinger down again and mouths something to Harbinger! Predator points over to the International Title! He�s saying it�s as good as his!

Jason: Harbinger is up and he JUST GOES BALLISTIC ON PREDATOR!!! Rights and lefts on Predator, backs him into the corner, throws him into the turnbuckle and a HUGE SPLASH by Harbinger on Predator!!! Predator stumbles around and Harbinger connects with the Precursor!! Predator is down and Harbinger lays into him with some boots!

Brian: Harbinger steps up Predator and locks in an STF with a modification! The legs are hooked for an STF, but Harbinger applies a dragon sleeper up top instead of a face lock! Harbinger surely is inventive isn�t he?

Jason: Yes he is and Predator is TAPPING! Harbinger wins and retains the International Title!!!

(Predator and Harbinger are still in the ring, when the lights dim to blackness. As the crowd ooo's and ahh's, a video reel begins on the big screen. It shows a long shot of Logan Outlaw facing the camera. He's speaking)

It takes... determination...

It takes... a very big heart...

It takes... a lot of emotion...

It takes a lot to be a professional Wrestler...

BUT.. It takes a psycho.. to do what I do...

(As soon as that's said, a HUGE orange pyro explodes at the entrance. The video reel continues showing shots of Logan's matches. After this, "Fly Away" by Lenny Kravitz plays. As the smoke clears, orange spotlights fill the arena. Finally they fix on the entrance as Logan makes his appearance. Almost simultaneously, another couple of huge orange pyro's explode before the lights come back on. The smoke clears as Logan begins to make his way down to the ring. He has a mic in his hand. The fans sing along with the song as Logan speaks)

Logan: Hey, HARBINGER!!!

(Harbinger turns towards Logan)

Logan: It didn't seem to me like you were having enough fun yet... so... being the nice guy that I am, I figured I'd come down here.. and make things... more... INTERESTING!!!!!

(Logan slides in the ring, and immediately attacks Harbinger. Predator stands there, watching)

Brian Johnson: Predator is just standing there... WATCHING LOGAN BEAT UP HARBINGER!!!

Jason Barret: Logan is crazy!!!

(Logan stops, and looks dead into the eyes of Predator. Predator slides out of the ring, and points at Logan, who goes right back to nailing Harbinger over and over again, while he's on the ground. Finally, he speaks again)

Logan: HAD ENOUGH HARBINGER!!!! HAD ENOUGH!?!?!?!?!?

(He puts the mic down to harbinger's mouth, but he's too beat up to say anything. So Logan continues kicking him over and over again)

SaraAnne: HE WON'T STOP!!!

Jason Barret: Oh he'll stop, when he's ready!

(Logan stops for a moment, and slides out of the ring. He heads up the ramp, and finally speaks)

Logan: Maybe that will teach you to run your mouth. Remember this Harbinger. That mouth of yours can only write checks. It can't cash them. Don't forget that buddy...

(Logan throws the mic down, and exits through the curtains)

(The scene opens up in the back, where Mr. Un-Censored is standing with Pete Greenhouse. Mr. Un-Censored has the North Eastern Title over his shoulder)

Pete Greenhouse: I'm here with the new, North Eastern Champion! He's agreed to give me a quick, but exclusive interview, after his recent victory over Nick Sharpe and before his big match against Kevin Kirkland. Mr. Un-Censored.... how are you feeling?

Mr. Un-Censored: I'm feeling good. That pile, known as Nick Sharpe, got what he deserved. He told me I couldn't take what was his and I took it anyway. Let that be a lesson for ANY MAN who tells me I can't do something.

Pete Greenhouse: I'm sure they'll remember that too next time. Tell us, are you prepared for your match tonight?

Mr. Un-Censored: Of course I am. Kirkland may be big, but I've beaten bigger. I'm going to show him that it takes more work then what he's willing to put forth. He thinks Im going to be a pushover. He'll learn quickly that I'm far from it.

Pete Greenhouse: Well, with you being the second highest champion here, what are your plans for the future?

Mr. Un-Censored: I've always thought that Heavyweight gold looked good around my waist. I've already proven I can run with the big guys here. I'm going to prove over time that I should be the man at the top. If I have to beat everyone here, INCLUDING.. my good friend Logan Outlaw, I will. It's all about #1 and #1 is me!

Pete Greenhouse: You sure are right. One last thing... what do you think about the comments made by Harbinger.. as of recently?

Mr. Un-Censored: Harbinger? Oh, don't worry about him. He'll be taken care of. All I can say is this. The boy will realize quickly that he's messing with the wrong men. He's got a big mouth, but that's all I see that's big on that guy. He'll get his!

Pete Greenhouse: Well Mr. Un-Censored, I appreciate you giving me time to talk tonight. Good luck with your title match tonight.

Mr. Un-Censored: Thanks Pete.

(Mr. Un-Censored walks off as he pats his title)

(The camera fades up to a black screen. How exactly does the screen fade from black to black? It�s a matter of shading. Not your traditional pitch black frame, this scene contains outlines of what appears to be a person. Light does not reveal the humanoid figure just yet and relieve us of our curiosity. However, a voice does penetrate the void, at least putting to rest the question of human presence on the screen.)

Man�s Voice: So this is where I introduce myself to the wrestling world, I guess. This is where I step up and declare my impending dominance of New England Wrestling and, in the future, the Coalition of Affiliated Leagues, it would seem. Well, then, let�s get started, shall we?

(The lights come up and the scene doesn�t reveal much aside from the identity of the man who was just talking. Well, identity would be a bit of a stretch since the man is wearing a black mask. Curiosity will remain, it appears. The man is sitting in a plain white plastic chair. The background is shielded by a black backdrop. Thus the picture painted is one of complete plain-ness, aside from the interesting symbol on the man�s mask: a light blue symbol of a chess piece, the king specifically.)

Man�s Voice: My name is Calvin King. Some refer to me as Old School. Some refer to me as the Rascal. Some pick any derivation of my various names combined and call it a day. The one thing that you all will refer to me as, however, is King. My coronation is yet upcoming, but it is due nonetheless. New to the N.E.W. as I may be, make no mistake about my knowledge and skill.

(King stands up, revealing his more than chiseled body. Obviously, someone has been working very hard at their look. He seems to suggest his strength despite the fact that he�s obviously no more than two hundred pounds.)

King: Now, I know it�s customary for the new guy to come in and make such brash claims and do a little name dropping. Oh, bear in mind, I�m no new guy to the world of wrestling so don�t think of me as some untested rookie showing up to N.E.W. to be passed over and forgotten about in the history of the league. I�ll make my mark, you can bet your life on it. And any of you who doubt that, well, you can definitely put your life on the line if you want.

(He sits back down and folds his arms over his chest. Unlike the majority of new wrestlers, he has no tattoos or piercings to mar his otherwise very plain physique. Perhaps this is part of his �Old School� feel.)

King: Not one to waste words and get repetitive, I�ll let you go from there. Don�t worry, kids, I�ll have much more to say when I�m standing across from you in the ring. New England, prepare, because the Rascal King of Old School is on his way and when you next see this King, it�ll be checkmate.

(The screen fades out as King glares into the camera menacingly.)

(Mr. Un-censored made his way to the ring after Kirkland and the match began as normal. Kirkland and Uncensored fought back and forth with Uncensored working Kirkland's left arm continually.....Kirkland ended up with the upper hand, and went for the Lethal Injection, but Uncensored took advantage of his hurt arm....Fought free of the pedigree, swept Kirkland's legs from under him, and nailed the 24 Karat Ace for the win......Mr. Un-Censored climbs out of the ring, and grabs a mic.)

Mr. Un-Censored: Kevin... oh Kevin. I told you that things were going to be harder then they seemed. You didn't listen did you? No you didn't. Now, your sitting there feeling pretty stupid. Well don't.. because.. the worse is yet to come!

(Mr. Un-Censored smiles as he drops the mic. He turns around and walks off with his title. Kirkalnd screems at him for a moment, as the crowd starts to scream really loud)

Jason: KIRKLAND!!! LOOK BEHIND YOU!!!!

Brian: NO!!!!

(Kirkland turns around, and is met with a huge spear by Logan Outlaw. The huge monster stands over Kirkland, as he lays there huring really badly. Logan just smiles down at him, as he looks up at the leaving Mr. Un-Censored. He smiles devilishly)

Commercial Break

(The lights dim to blackness. As the crowd ooo's and ahh's, a video reel begins on the big screen. It shows a long shot of Logan Outlaw facing the camera. He's speaking)

It takes... determination...

It takes... a very big heart...

It takes... a lot of emotion...

It takes a lot to be a professional Wrestler...

BUT.. It takes a psycho.. to do what I do...

(As soon as that's said, a HUGE orange pyro explodes at the entrance. The video reel continues showing shots of Logan's matches. After this, "Fly Away" by Lenny Kravitz plays. As the smoke clears, orange spotlights fill the arena. Finally they fix on the entrance as Logan makes his appearance. Almost simultaneously, another couple of huge orange pyro's explode before the lights come back on. The smoke clears as Logan begins to make his way down to the ring, followed by his good friend and former manager, I.M. Dangerous. The fans sing along with the song)

I want to get away

I wanna fly away... yeah.. (with you)

I want to get away

I wanna fly away... yeah.. yeah... yeah

(Logan slides in the ring and hops up on one of the turnbuckles immediately. As the fans cheer, he screams back at them. He hops back down and prepares for his match. Dangerous stands on the outside)

(Sharpe and Strip soon followed and the match continued normally until.....)

Jason: Oh, and Logan just pushed Strip into the referee, and he's out!

Brian: The ref is unconscious!

SaraAnne: Oh boy.

Jason: Logan and Nick Sharpe going at it now, neither man gaining the advantage.

Brian: And wait a minute, is that Harbinger? It is!! Harbinger is walking out to the ring. And he's got Mr. Uncensored tied up with him!

SaraAnne: Ace is tied up with his hands behind his back and by the legs, and he's in a little child's red wagon, I think I saw that earlier tonight in the back. Harbinger is pulling it down to the ring!

Jason: Only in NEW folks. Only in NEW. Logan throws Sharpe outside the ring and Harbinger stares at Sharpe as Strip re-enters the ring and mixes it up with Logan!

Brian: Harbinger with steel eyes cast towards Nick's direction. Harbinger rolls Nick in the ring and then rolls in himself. Mr. Uncensored still tied up in the red wagon.

Sara Anne: Strip and Logan stop fighting and they stare at Harbinger and Nick. All four men staring at each other. Harbinger smiling wickedly, he just SUPERKICKED Logan into OBLIVION!!! Harbinger starts stomping and kicking Logan and looks towards the other two men! He just told them to join in!!

Brian: Sharpe rolls outside and tosses the tied up Mr. Uncensored into the ring and gives him the SHARPER IMAGE # 2!!!

Jason: Harbinger throws Logan into the ropes and hits a wicked inverted bulldog on him!!! Logan's head just bounced off the mat! Strip hanging back now as Harbinger is taking it to Logan and Sharpe is taking it to Ace.

Sara Anne: Strip stops them and gives Harbinger a high five. Harbinger turns back to Logan and Strip goes to high five Nick but NO!!! He just gave him a forearm and Nick is knocked outside the ring!

Brian: Strip pulls out a piece of cord, OH MY GOD!! He is CHOKING HARBINGER FROM BEHIND!!! HARBINGER DIDN'T SEE IT COMING!!! WHY STRIP WHY???

Jason: This is madness!!! Harbinger is being choked, Nick rolls back in and makes the save with a double axe handle on Strip! Strip rolls outside of the ring as Nick pulls Harbinger up! Strip has a mic!

Strip: Harby, from the minute you got here, you did nothing but ride my coattails to success. But we all know you're small time, playing the penny slots while, YOU KNOW, I'm the NEW Champion!

Jason: Harbinger looks on in disbelief! The team Stripinger is officially over I'd say! Harbinger points at Strip and motions around his waist about the NEW Title! Could we see Harbinger and Strip for the NEW Title??? What a match that would be! They nearly killed each other in Harbinger's first match.

(The ref starts to come around and rolls Harbinger out of the ring, as Sharpe now moves after Strip, who is now being chased around the ring...Nick stops short and slides into the ring to attempt a pin on the injured Logan...but Strip makes the save with a huge spear that sends Nick down hard........Strip pulls Logan to his feet, and with every ounce of energy he has, flings Logan over the top rope to the outside! Logan lands hard as Strip locks the Dragon Sleeper onto Sharpe with a grin....The ref checks Sharpe's arm after a moment...)

1...............2................3...........

(The referee calls for the bell and raises Strips hand....The scene fades out as Strip slides out of the ring to avoid Logan goes to slide back in, but instead makes his way over to grab a mic.........)

Logan: You know Strip... I had intended on giving you the same kind of beating I gave your old buddy earlier, but I've decided against it. Instead, I'm going to leave you here to think about what's going to happen to you the next time you step in a ring with me one on one. I'll prove that I can in fact beat you in a match, when there isn't someone else in the way to lose the match for me. I've proven that I'm obviously the best man to take that title from your waist. Now, all I have to prove... is that I can beat you, by myself. Until then... think about this...

(Logan drops the mic, and walks over to the body of Nick Sharpe. He picks him up, and begins beating him merciless like he did earlier. He just keeps punching him over and over again)

Jason Barret: Logan is sending the heavyweight champion a message!!

Brian Johnson: What about sharpe? I'm sure he won't be happy.

SaraAnne: Who cares about him!

(Logan finally stands up and leaves Sharpe on his back as he stares at Strip. Logan slides out of the ring, and points at Strip as he makes his exit)

Jason Barret: Logan... Strip... WHAT A WAR HAS STARTED!!!!

Brian Johnson: We'll see you next week folks!!