[ The fans get real loud as the opening notes of "Cancion Del Mariachi" hits the speakers! The cameras scan up to the ramp, listening to the rabid fans cheer loudly as the voice of the Legacy Champion, Jimmy Pez walks out.. He has that weasel smile on his round face, and is decked out in a black business suit. Jimmy looks out to the sea of fans, as we hear the common "LEANDRO! LEANDRO!" chant overtaking the music.. Pez nods his head, and begins his walk down the ramp.. He makes his way to ringside, and slaps hands with some cheering fans along the way. Pez climbs into the ring, and is handed a mic. The music dies down, as all thats left is the cheering for Jimmy's client.. Pez speaks in his usual whiny voice]
[ The crowd love the cheap hometown pop, but not nearly as much as Pez. He chuckles to himself, before speaking again]
Jimmy Pez: Oh that never fails to work! But seriously, boys and girls.. After last weeks damage that my body suffered, I am lucky to be standing at all. It looked bad, kids.. It looked real bad. But you'll find anyone that knows me, can tell you that it takes more than bullets to defeat your Uncle Jimmy's will to succeed! While I lied in that hospital bed, recovering from The Grudge's attack..
[ The crowd give a short chorus of boos at the mention of The Grudge..]
Jimmy Pez: While I was staring up at the hospital ceiling, I knew something.. I knew that in only one week, inside this very ring at Hysteria, The Grudge would suffer at the hands of El Mexicano Condena once again! And there was no way in hell I was going to miss this!!
[ The San Francisco fans go crazy at the mention of Leandro, and cheer on the animated manager]
Jimmy Pez: There was no way that your Uncle Jimmy wasn't going to be right by his client, watching The Beast tear holes through the Homicidal Creep for one whole hour! No way that--
[ Jimmy is suddenly interrupted as "Anarchy" by Kmfdm blares over the PA. The crowd becomes one in a tidal wave of boos for the number one contender, awaiting The Grudge to appear. Jimmy brings his mic down, and takes a few steps back.. He cautiously stares up the ramp, as the Homicidal Creep walks out with a sadistic smile. The Grudge ignores the constant jeering, and brings a mic up to his mouth. He takes a look around the stands, before staring down at Jimmy..]
The Grudge: Cut my music.. I have something to say, and you're all gonna sit back and listen to every damn word!
[ The music fades out and the fans get crazed with boos]
The Grudge: That includes you too Jimmy Pez, I shut your mouth last week.. And I can do it again right now, its your choice.
[ Jimmy doesn't reply, he just furrows his brow at The Grudge..]
The Grudge: Tonight markes the beginning of the end.. for your client. The Legacy Champion will meet his match, when he is forced to go sixty minutes in what will surely be a pure bloodbath. Oh, it's gonna be brutal, Jimmy.. It's going to be a dirty slugfest, leaving both of us wasted and in a world of agony. But more importantly.. It's going to be my night of revenge.
[ The crowd boo, but Grudge continues, walking down to the ring as he does..]
The Grudge: It's going to be the night that I defeat Leandro, and show you all exactly who the King of this mountain really is! Right now I'm the number one contender, but soon enough that title will be gone.. And the only title left standing for The Grudge will be: Legacy Champion. And your client will be nothing but a memory inside the NLR ring, a distant and pathetic memory of an unworthy Champion who lost to the better man! 'Nuff Said..
[ With that, The Grudge tosses the mic behind him and begins storming towards the ring. The crowd boo him, and Jimmy Pez gets a look of fear in his eyes when suddenly.. "Cancion Del Mariachi" hits the speakers once again! The Grudge stops only feet from the ring, his eyes wide as his ears hear the familiar music.. and the chanting of The Beast's name!]
Crowd: LEANDRO! LEANDRO! LEANDRO!
[ The Mexican Convict steps out from the back, decked out in his tan slacks and a silk, flowing white shirt.. partly unbuttoned to show most of the large tattoo on his chest. Leandro's eyes look as intense as ever, and in his right hand he drags the NLR Legacy Championship! The Beast roars at The Grudge, as the Homicidal Creep backs into the ring apron with a concerned look on his face.. It quickly changes to one of anger, as he prepares for Leandro's attack. The fans cheer as the animal charges down, and dives into a devastating tackle, taking Grudge to the floor!]
JP: And it's on!!
Sully: Damn, it looks like our Iron Match has come early!!
[ Both Leandro and The Grudge exchange furious punches, brawling around on the cold floor.. Jimmy Pez runs over to the ropes, but can only watch the carnage unfold! He stares down as The Beast gets the upper hand, using his weight advantage to pin Grudge to the floor and deliver fist after fist! Grudge does his best to counter, landing his own punches into the scarred face of Leandro..]
JP: These two men are tearing eachother apart! We need help down here..
Sully: And here they come!
[ Instantly a flock of security guards bolt down to ringside, and throw themselves upon the Legacy Champion. They attempt to pull Leandro off The Grudge, but it is not until about a dozen or so restrain The Beasts concrete-pillar-like arms. Leandro roars like a caged animal, throwing his head around, trying to bite down on those holding him back! The Grudge tries to get at Leandro too, but he is quickly held back.. The evil eyes of The Homicidal Creep stare daggers into The Beast, as he struggles to get free. More security guards run down to make a wall between the two, trying desperately to drag both men up the ramp..]
Sully: Whoa! These two are insane!
JP: Well, we've got to cut to a commercial folks.. I have no idea if this mess will be cleared up by then, but for everyones safety I sure hope so!
[ We fade out from the destructive scene, ending on images of Grudge yelling out abuse at Leandro.. and The Beast just staring into the face of Grudge, holding back his animalistic rage as his body heaves with anger]
