Since capturing the World Championship last month at No Mercy, Rhino has been on a one way path - decimating any and every man who steps into the squared circle. You may hate him .. you might even love him - either way, you can't deny the man of his ability to tear apart an opponent in merely a matter of minutes. It's the precise reason why he holds the status of carrying Overlaod on his shoulders. Let's face it - ratings aren't coming in the bucketloads because of The Rock, or Triple H for that matter. Ratings are sky high because of ONE prophecy; ONE man; Rhino. People enjoy the sight of Rhino drilling a hole through worthless and defenseless souls - who wouldn't? That intensity which boils inside of The Manbeast is a fierceness which we've never laid our precious eyes on before. Yeah, you've had your classic stints with your Steve Austins, your Hulk Hogans .. even your Triple H's to some extent but never the less, the past .. is simply forgotten. What matters is now. What MATTERS is that today - RIGHT now as you're carefully reading over this piece of writing, Rhino stands as the man on the top of the mountain. RHINO stands tall, Championship over shoulder, with not a soul capable of bringing him down. Yeah, as always, you've got your 'peers', so to speak, demanding Rhino "give up" before it's too late .. but hey, how many times have you heard that one? More times that you can remember, I'll tell you that much. Fact is, Rhino has seen it all. From the depths of ECW to the WWE/F prodigy - you name it, he's seen it. The man is a veteran, yet he's got years left in him. Scary? You better believe it. The Manbeast is the World Champion for a REASON .. and rest assured .. although Booker T and Triple H may be the Number One Contenders - ALTHOUGH it appears like Rhino is disadvantaged .. Rhino will STILL get the job done, WITHOUT fail. He took down Chris Benoit and Triple H at No Mercy, what's to say Shattered will be of any difference? This week on Overload, Rhino and Booker T will team up to face off against Mark Jindrak and Lance Storm in a Cage Match which will surely put The Champion and the contender to the test. In no way, shape or form would they intend to lose - but at the very same time, both will be looking to out-do the other in a clash of impressions. To say Overload is gonna be one for the ages would be an under statement .. because this Thursday Night .. blood will be boiled .. and it WILL be spilt, as four men prepare to put their bodies on the line. The outcome? You'll have to tune into Overload and see for yourself, but guarantee yourself one thing; The Manbeast AIN'T comin' to Lose .. and he DEFINITELY ain't gonna back down, whether that be Mark Jindrak, Lance Storm OR Booker T himself!

The WME Logo flashes past the screen, and the scene opens up in what you'd put down to being an alley way. It's cold, quite cold. You couldn't survive with just a short sleeved t-shirt nor would you last long with shorts. Tonight is specifically for trousers; for jumpers. However, standing in this very alleyway is one .. insane, would you say, man. Rhino has a hooded jacket and a pair of wrestling-like trunks, whilst standing in front of him with a smug look across his face is Vince Russo - who is totally the opposite. Russo is rugged up - you'd think he's off to the snow if you didn't know any better.

VINCE RUSSO: Do we really have to be out here? Why not leave this until tomorrow?

RHINO: It's been left too long. TOO .. FUCKING .. LONG! I let Lance have time to think. I allowed him to choose a path; to make a decision for himself. He decided to leave his fate within the hands .. of me. Tell me somethin', he's either dead seriously fuckin' STUPID .. or he's tryin' to act like he's got a pair of balls, when in reality, there ain't a fuckin' Canadian walkin' with a set of balls. NOT ONE! Why? Cause they're ALL the fuckin' same, Vince. They are ALL a bunch of fucked up cowards, but when the time's right, they'll dig in a cheap shot. That's the way the Canadian lifestyle is - but hey, whether that snot nosed fucker likes it or not .. His LIFE is gonna take a turn for the worst once he steps foot in MY ring.

VINCE RUSSO: Right .. but what's the purpose of standing out in ice cold weather? I don't get it and I can't even FEEL my damn FINGERS!

RHINO: Boo fuckin' hoo. Grind ya teeth; clinch ya knuckles and be a fuckin' MAN! I'm doin' this for the sole purpose of SENDING a god damn message through to this fuckwit. Do you think I LIKE being cold, Vince? Do you think I'd come out in this piss poor weather for fuck all?

Russo is dumbfounded, left looking for words as he proceeds to stare down at the ground below.

RHINO: Realize this, Lance. I'm the god damn Champion and you're my fucking BITCH .. not by choice .. but by the way this motherfucker is ran. When you step in THAT ring, Lance - you're invading my playground. And when ya fuck around with my playground - I DON'T like it. In fact, it makes me feel like GOREING your ass into another fuckin' planet .. and rest assure .. this Thursday Night - I'LL DO EXACTLY THAT!

Our camera focuses right in on The Manbeast as his eyes are locked right onto the camera. Russo, shivering - "observes", so to speak.

RHINO: You're fuck all to me, ya know that right? I ain't afraid of you. I ain't threatened by you - hell, come to think of it you're merely a number on my fuckin' list. That's all - not a GOD damn THING more. You; your country .. It's a pile of SHIT flopped right in my way to becoming the GREATEST Champion this industry has ever laid their eyes on. Do you THINK .. that for ONE moment .. some fucked up Lightweight piece of SHIT like you, are gonna stop ME - The World HEAVYWEIGHT Champion .. THE MAN .. TO THE FUCKIN' BEAST - Do you honestly think, that you can stop that? Huh? Do you? Because here's a word of advice. Bring your A game. Bring your fuckin' flag. Bring your little bitch Mark Jindrak - bring EVERYTHING .. I don't give a FUCK .. Just BE there, Lance, cause there's nothin' more that I'd love to do then kickin' you from PILLAR to POST! And believe me - I'm a man of my word. If you STILL can't manage to get that through your fucked up head - think of the one simple word which could, would and WILL end your career. Ever heard .. of the fuckin .. gore? The devastating .. GOOOREEE!?

Silence. Rhino's deep stare is all we have to work off.

RHINO: You've GOT my message - my intentions are as CLEAR as fuckin' crystal. I don't NEED to explain SHIT to you. Turn up - that's all you've gotta do.

VINCE RUSSO: It's a shame stupidity in professional wrestling is such a big tragedy. If these morons had even HALF a brain, they'd know to step away and let you through. What the HELL do they think they're going to gain? Respect? Haha.

RHINO: They can take their respect and stick it up their fuckin' ass - I don't give two flyin' SHITS about respect. I care about ONE thing; My Title .. and if ANY motherfucker intends on attempting to take it away from me, I WILL break them in two.

Vince nods his head proudly, but suddenly his facial expressions change dramatically.

VINCE RUSSO: What about that .. Gorilla? Booker T?

RHINO: What about him? He's gonna be standin' on the sidelines watchin' me fuck up two guy's. Watchin' me PREVIEW Shattered .. which, really, ain't a big fuckin' deal. Booker T has always been that one step behind the rest of the pack. The "odd" one count. The stupid cunt scratchin' his head, wondering if he should or shouldn't pull off some fuckin' stint. You know, Book - you've got a mouth. You use it - yeah, we've gotta team up this week inside of a Steel Cage .. but let me tell ya somethin' fuckface - if you DARE piss me off .. if you even the SLIGHTEST make me pissed off it'll be the LAST thing you EVER do because Booker .. I won't hesitate in sending you BACK to fuckin' Texas in a god damn cardboard BOX for a fucking coffin! You might have Shattered on your mind, but look to Thursday Night .. Look to Overload; look to where you could be fucked up before you even GET the chance of your life.

VINCE RUSSO: All it takes is ONE minor slip up from you Booker. ONE .. MINOR .. SLIP UP. Can you avoid falling into that trap, Booker T? Can you?

With the question being "sent out" to Booker T, the camera zooms out of a fierce Rhino stare. Russo is finally moving about, in attempt to attract some warmth to his body.

RHINO: Steel cage. Ain't nothin' better then to piss away two careers that mean fuck all to anyone. Haha. Lance, are you watchin'? Are you tuned in? Cause I got a little somethin' for ya.

The camera pans down at the feet of Rhino, in which the Canadian Flag is placed on the ground. Rhino wipes his feet on the flag, possibly mistaking it for a door mat?

RHINO: Don't like my ways? Head the FUCK home to Canada. You ain't needed; you're a piece of useless SHIT. You're a number; a figure .. another fuckin' VICTIM to the gore and you can take EVERY last damn penny you've got to the BANK .. 'cause there ain't a snowballs chance in HELL of you layin' me down for a 3 count. Ain't NO chance, Lance. It's just like your piss poor country; do they envy America? Do they wish they were able to take it over? Yeah, they do .. but the fact is JACK, Canada couldn't take over an army of fuckin' three year olds. You're as weak as PISS and JUST like your couintry, you're gonna burn away .. BURN .. away, Lance.

What the ..? Rhino picks the flag up off the ground and pulls out a liter and as expected - Rhino lites the damn flag on FIRE!! It slowly begins to deteriorate, as the camera returns to the evil yet FOCUSED facial expression across "The Manbeasts" face.

RHINO: Are ya pissed off yet, Lance? Have ya lost your fuckin' marbles? GOOD! You've needed to be shaken up from the time your ass LANDED in a ring .. and as far you're concerned, you just hit a fucking road block. Think I'm bluffin'? Think again, jackass. I'm The bitch that runs this fucker; I OWN THIS GOD DAMN PLACE! World HEAVYWEIGHT Champion; can you say thata bout yourself, Lance? Fuck no - you're a god damn failure. When Overload turns the corner and it's time for you to step up to the plate, remember one thing. I'm the REAL F'N DEAL .. And you can bet on anythin' you fuckin' want 'cause I'm a man of IMPACT .. And that impact is EXTREME. That impact is a display .. of how hard it IS to keep the Manbeast down.

VINCE RUSSO: It ain't like feeding mashed apple to a baby, Lance. I'll tell ya that much! Ha-ha.

RHINO: Four words, bitch. (Long Pause) HARDCORE .. TO THE .. BONE!!!!

VINCE RUSSO: HA-HA-HA! GOODBYE LANCE STORM AND GOOD-BYE CANADA!!!

Rhino drops the flag and watches on, as it slowly begins to fade away. Moments later, the scene draws to a close.