Wrestlemania Entertainment; The hopes and dreams of professional wrestling. Every man and every women, they all strive for that one spectacular feeling. The feeling of success .. the feeling of 20 pounds of gold draped over your shoulder - it's THAT feeling .. that these Men and Women will do absolutely ANYTHING, to achieve. In some scenarios, dreams are made - other times, shattered. They live and they BREATHE this business - day and night, through thick and thin. Wrestlemania Entertainment, nearing on 4 years of HISTORY - without a doubt, the-e most prestigious company in ALL of Sports Entertainment today. It's the highest mountain to climb .. and the HARDEST. Many men have managed to write themselves down in the book of history for being renowed as a WME2K4 Champion .. but along the way, MANY .. have failed. For one man, the essence of failure is a substance that he will commit to defending off on the 31st of October. Smackdown presents NO MERCY from Raleigh, North Carolina - a night which proves to be make or break for Rhino. Since being under the wing of Shane McMahon in Team Smackdown, Rhino has been able to literally decimate his opponents week in, week out. Since Rhino aligned himself with Shane McMahon, Rhino has caught the eye of the professional wrestling world .. on Sunday Night .. the chance to LIVE the dreams are set out in front of him. The chance to end Chris Benoits long reign as WM2K4 Champion is at stake, but of course more importantly, the opportunity to BECOME The Champion. It's no easy task at hand, but one must ask themselves, is there really anything that can stop The Manbeast from turning a dream into reality? Can either Triple H OR Chris Benoit lay Rhino to sleep? CAN they physically say that at the end of the night, Rhino was eliminated from the Title Picture? That question remains un-answered .. but the words .. the promises made .. It's all we have to lay on. The PROMISES made by Rhino; the GUARANTEES made by Triple H. Who's night will it be? Who's NIGHT for stardom .. will it be? One should not forget, The Main Event of No Mercy is NOT just a Triple Threat Match. Chris Benoit, Triple H and Rhino will clash heads in the FIRST EVER Barbed Wire Hell In A Cell match. Excruciating pain looms near .. blood, sweat and tears are just around the corner for the PUNISHMENT that these three will endure, is inhumane. The human structure is NOT built for the type of destruction and carnage that is due to come on Sunday Night. The thing is, this match .. It'll CHANGE these Three Men's lives FOREVER! Win or lose - they will NEVER .. EVER .. be the same. Blood Baths, Career Endings .. each are a possibility and with the WM2K4 Championship up for grabs .. they won't stop at ANYTHING to drape it over there shoulder. The hard work, the sweat, the tears, the blood .. It ALL comes down to this ONE match; this ONE moment. BODIES will be at risk .. LIVES . will be at risk. This Sunday, October 31st, The World will bare witness to a HELLACIOUS battle .. a battle to be the best. Can Rhino finally put any last doubters to rest and capture The Championship that EVERY Man DREAMS of having? Only time will tell as they say, but you can rest assure that by the time the Main Event rolls around, Rhino will be RUBBING his hands together .. for No Mercy .. is the moment .. of TRUTH!

The No Mercy logo slowly fades away, as the cameras wind up in the backstage area. The usual happenings are about; people running around crazy in attempt that everything is set up perfectly for Sunday Night. One man, however, is not fussed by the anticipation. That one man is sitting, staring deeply into a wall inside of a Locker Room. His legs are built like tree stumps and his body - extremely muscuelar. Large, strong arms and a buldging chest cap off what is definitely, a man you don't want to get on the wrong side of. Finally, the camera captures the face and it would be known to be identified to 'The Manbeast' Rhino. Not a smile nor a hint of nerves cross Rhino's face. All that is there to observe is the serious, intense stare that beckons to lead to a very unpretty picture.

RHINO: History. Everybody LOVES to hear about the fuckin' HISTORY! Why? What the FUCK is so important about the HISTORY of this business? Who could give two flying mother fucking shits about the past?! FUCK THE PAST! See .. where it's at is the present, where it's at is RIGHT ... (Rhino begins gritting his teeth, clinching his fists so brutally tight you wouldn't be surprised if his fingernails lacerated his very palms) ... HERE!! Past Champions mean FUCK ALL! What matters .. is Sunday Night! What matters is ME takin' home that fucking Title and leavin' two DEAD bitches laying in the middle of that ring! THAT'S WHAT MATTERS - NOT the history of this fucking Title.

The camera stays poised, as does Rhino - his breath tensifying by the second.

RHINO: Shane McMahon .. Smackdowns Chairman .. Smackdowns head fucking honcho. Ya know, Shane .. you had me fooled. Ya had me fooled with ya little Team Smackdown bullshit. Ya made me BELIEVE that you were right .. you made me BELIEVE that if I aligned myself with you, things would run smoothly .. but ya know .. FUCK the easy way! FUCK YOU and FUCK Team Smackdown - I don't NEED a bunch of fucked up LOSERS backing me up. How do you think I coped in ECW, Shane? Do ya think I was a fuckin' PUSSY!? Do ya think I became the Fuckin' MANBEAST by laying down for assholes like YOU, just because you've got power?

Rhino takes a long, somewhat un-expected pause.

RHINO: Ask Paul Heyman, Shane. Just ask him .. what were things like back in the day? Did I care about some fucknut who had power? NO! I didn't give a FUCK if you were Clint F'N Eastwood or if you were Paul Heyman! I RAN RIGHT THROUGH YA LIKE A STEAM TRAIN! And that time, that time of drillin' holes through every mother fucker I see .. It's TIME FOR THAT TO COME BACK! It's time that you see the REAL deal - The REAL Manbeast. For the last few months, you've seen absolutely fucking NOTHING! I was wrapped around your little finger like a god damn RING, Shane! You had me caught up in this Team Smackdown BULLSHIT .. Which in the end, was NOTHING .. and will always be NOTHING without ME! See, you relied on me .. you relied on me to protect YOUR ass - but no longer. Ha-ha. Now, Shane .. I'M COMIN' FOR YOUR FUCKIN BODY .. AND I WON'T STOP .. Until I specifically SEE your ass LAYING in a fucking body bag! MARK MY WORDS .. I AM A MAN ON A MISSION .. and UNTIL that mission is achieved, I won't stop at ANY traffic lights. You can throw ALL the obstacles you've got, ALL the puppets you have .. but I'll keep KNOCKIN' 'em the FUCK down until I see you, Shane, standing there .. quivering in fear .. knowing that the GORE is headed RIGHT in your fuckin' direction!

Still, Rhino hasn't taken either eye off the lockers in front of him. Breathing heavily, a sadistic smirk crosses his face.

RHINO: I WON'T stand in ANYONES fuckin' shadow anymore. I'm out there, on my own, DECIMATIN' every and ANY bastard STUPID enough to get in MY way of winning the WM2K4 Championship. Luck? I don't need it - you can TAKE it and stick that up your fuckin' ASS! I am the MANBEAST .. does it LOOK like I'm a man of kind, loving words? Does it LOOK like I'm out to make friends? FUCK 'EM! FUCK FRIENDS! I've got what I need .. and as LONG as I'm breathing .. as LONG as I can still stand I will proceed to drill holes through EVERY man OR woman I lay my damn eyes on. See, I could care a less about humanity .. I could care a less about ANYONES fucking feelings .. I'm sitting down before you for one reason; to hold that fuckin' Championship belt high in the air come the last few seconds of No Mercy's air time. NOTHING ELSE! The mission .. the TASK .. has been laid the FUCK out in front a' me. By the end of Sunday Night, count on it, Triple H and Chris Benoit will be face first in the mat with BARBED WIRE stickin' out of every fuckin' limb with blood DROWNING them like a HELPLESS .. INNOCENT .. Child! HA-HA-HA! (Rhino Pauses) Respect was one thing I never got. Still to this very day, I've got fuckfaces over looking me. STILL .. after ALL the fuckin' GORES .. After ALL the fuckin' IMPACT I've made; STILL, I've got people DOUBTING me! STILL I've got ASSHOLES on my back, whoring about how I can't get the job done. If your one of 'em, you may want to re-consider .. 'cause if it's the last thing I do .. I WILL walk out with that WM2K4 strap over my shoulder and I WILL have left behind me a FUCKIN' SHITLOAD .. OF CARNAGE!!

Suddenly, Rhino jumps to his feet and charges at the lockers. What the .. !? Rhino practically GORES the god damn LOCKERS! What in the WORLD is wrong with this guy? He gets back up to his feet, not showing any sign of pain. Infact, the man cracks a GRIN! Meanwhile, he's left a MASSIVE dent in the lockers - a MASSIVE.. dent!

RHINO: I'M NOT HERE TO PUSSY FOOT AROUND, BOYS! IS THE MESSAGE CLEAR? HAS IT FUCKIN' REGISTERED YET, OR DO I NEED TO DISPLAY MORE OF WHAT'S TO FUCKIN' COME ON SUNDAY NIGHT!?

The man is going completely INSANE! Rhino PUNCHES a HOLE though the WALL!! Rhino, STILL showing absolutely NO signs of pain, continues the rage by pushing the ENTIRE Locker Structure OVER! Yet again, another hole in the wall .. He turns back to the camera, staring into it deeply.

RHINO: Are you taking it SERIOUS now, boys? Do you realize what the FUCK you've got yourselves into? Let me remind you; it's NOT just a match you're walking into. It's a BARBED WIRE HELL IN A CELL; in other words .. It's a fuckin' DEATH chamber! I will RAM your god damn SOULS through the barbed wire; I WILL NOT STOP UNTIL I SEE YOU BLEED .. TO DEATH! Haven't you noticed, YET!? YOU'RE FACING THE IMPOSSIBLE TASK! THE MANBEAST! THE REAL .. DEAL! You're NOT facing some fuckin' pushover who hides behind Shane McMahon anymore; you're facing death. You're heading into a war without weapons - an open battlefield, with no hiding places .. if you will. (Rhino Laughs Manically) At No Mercy, the type of PAIN I will put you through .. It'll be enough to fuckin' KILL you. Either that, or SLOWLY let you ROT the fuck away like a mouldy banana in the BLAZING sun! Ha-HA!

Rhino beats his chest repetitively like a man possessed.

RHINO: Triple H, Chris Benoit; don't hide your fear. FACE IT! Come to No Mercy; STEP inside the fuckin' death chamber and FACE the man who will pick you apart, LIMB by fucking LIMB!

Just at that moment, the door opens wide and a backstage worker carefully takes a step in the room.

BACKSTAGE WORKER: It has been reported that there was very loud noise coming from here, and a lot of cussing.

Rhino, leaning up against the walls looks pissed off to say the absolute least. The backstage Worker begins looking around the room, and spots the 'fallen' Lockers and the holes in the walls.

BACKSTAGE WORKER: Wh- .. WHAT has been going on in here? Are you .. INSANE!?

The backstage worker looks furious, not taking into consideration Rhino's anger. Rhino laughs, evily.

BACKSTAGE WORKER: That's ALL that you can do about this? LAUGH it off? I want an answer - a VERBAL .. ANSWER for this!

HOLY SHIT! RHINO! GORE!! RHINO GORES THE BACKSTAGE WORKER BACK THROUGH THE FUCKING WALL!!! OH MY GOD! The Backstage Worker is LAID OUT - he has LOST his god damn CONCIOUS! Rhino steps up, looking down on the helpess, LIFELESS body that he JUST disposed of in a VICIOUS, SICK manner!

RHINO: There's your fuckin' answer.

Rhino begins laughing MANICALLY, as he SPITS on the Backstage Worker. Rhino turns his attention back to the camera, pointing down towards the poor, defenseless man at his feet.

RHINO: That right there, is a PRIME example of what happens .. when you PISS me off. That's what happens when you take a STEP into my life; into MY path. Look at him. He's pretty fucked up, ain't he? Haha. Ya know, I'd go as far to say .. "He'll Never Be The Same Again".. because what he just experienced wasn't just a fuckin' spear. Fuck No! He just FELT The GORE! The ULTIMATE PRICE TO PAY!

Pushing the hair back away from his face, Rhino takes a few steps away from the man that lays flat on the ground with no movement.

RHINO: Chris Benoit, Triple H - realize this. When I was young, I didn't grow up smelling the roses. I didn't grow up with the sun shining in my room everytime I awoke; I went through fucking HELL .. but now .. It's YOUR turn! Chris, from the time you've become Champion, all you've done is prove that you are the biggest fuckin' DISGRACE walkin' around. You've proved to me .. and to the world .. that you're not cut out for holding the world on your shoulders. You always were and always will be a fucking pushover; you're a mid card guy .. NOTHING more. So you managed to pull some luck outta your fucking ass and capture the WM2K4 Title .. but EVER since .. you've shun through as the TRUE you. The TRUE you who couldn't even beat one of my long-time rivalries; Taz. You COULDN'T even beat a guy who has been sittin' down on his ass for fuckin' MONTHS commentating on the business. He hadn't got in that ring for a VERY long time .. but you, Chris .. being the fucked up Canadian you are .. LOST to him. Hell, you've been out of the game since then, haven't ya? You've been nursing an injury, right? Heh .. Let me fuckin' tell ya, you've just hit the epitome of the descripition of BAD LUCK - come Sunday Night, I will EXPLOIT your fucking injury! I WILL SEND YOU INTO RETIREMENT .. and I wilL TAKE away from you what is RIGHTFULLY mine; the WM2K4 Championship! Barbed Wire, Hell In A Cell .. GORE.. Has it got ya thinkin' yet, Chris? Has it got the fuckin' heart pumpin' that bit faster? Haha .. I pity you .. because after No Mercy, what you once had will be gone .. It'll be draped over MY shoulder .. and you ya fuckin' self? There won't be a hell of a lot left of ya', I'll promise you that.

The camera checks on the Backstage Worker; STILL no movement. Rhino moves closer to the camera, not taking an eye off track - his stare intense.

RHINO: Bright lights, big crowd, high stakes .. It's like any other night, ain't it Trips? You're USED of this sort of bullshit. You're USED of being put into matches that you DAMN WELL KNOW, you shouldn't be in. Am I complainin? Of course not .. Raming your WORTHLESS body up against the barbed wire doesn't bother me one, single BIT! (Rhino Laughs) What gets me with you Hunter, is that you wrap yourself up in some fucked up little world of yours. You call yourself The Game, you snap your fingers and you think your some fuckin' bad ass. Quite frankly, you're SHIT on my shoe! FUCK your game, Trips. You call yourself The Cerebral Assassin? (Rhino Smirks) There ain't NOTHIN' Cerebral about the Fuckin' Manbeast! I don't sit down, twiddle my thumbs and write out scripts to PLAN shit out! I go into that ring .. and I RIP into punks like you and I TEAR their fuckin' HEART and their SOUL up into a MILLION pieces! I'm not one for Games, Trips .. I'm not into your bullshit. I keep it simple; REAL simple. No Mercy, Main Event, Fuck you up worse than a L.A Hooker .. TAKE home with me the Championship and continue to tear apart what Shane McMahon calls a fuckin' Roster of Superstars! You can persist in trying to play mind games Hunter, you can make threats and call yourself all the fuckin' SHIT in the world .. but a FACT is a fuckin' FACT .. and on Sunday Night in front of the WORLD - count on it, Trips .. I'll be walkin' out with the most PRIZED piece of Gold that this company has to offer. And I'll DO that by PISSING on your Pedigree and MAKING you feel .. The DEVERSTATING .. BREATH-TAKING .. GORRRREEE!! But don't feel like you're the odd-ball Hunter, don't feel lonely .. because I'll assure you that Chris Benoit will be in the same fuckin' sinkin' BOAT! And you'll BOTH realize .. that I AM THE REAL DEAL! I'm no joke, boys .. I'm no fuckin' fraud. From HEAD to TOE .. I'm

Rhino takes a glance down at the man below him. He laughs, PROUD of his actions. The Manbeast looks back up at the camera with those dead angry eyes set on the camera.

RHINO: Just remember .. it was YOU two who made the decision to fuck your lives up. It's YOUR fault .. that YOUR careers are about to be broken in fuckin' half!

Once again, Rhino laughs hysterically. The camera zooms in on his face and you can softly see his lips moving to the tune of "No Mercy" .. as the scene .. fades .. to black.