*Scene opens up to a shot of the UWF Anarchy champion, Jason Signs. He sits in a office chair with a smirk on his face. The Anarchy title propped on his shoulder, all shined up and what not.*

Jason Signs: Pyro..Pyro...Pyro. Talk about an oompa loompa on steroids. I've taken shits bigger than you, both better loooking and more talented. You might be a small, explosive fella, but honestly, the only thing that's gonna be exploding at Wreckage is gonna be your pants with shit, after I hit you with the death roll. The same move I beat Kottke with, that got me a step closer to this bad boy on my shoulder.

*Signs slaps the Anarchy title and runs his hand over it several times admiring it.*

Jason Signs: Pyro, when you said you'd do anything to return to the UWF, you weren't kidding because with a record like 2-4, there must of been some backstage sucky sucky goin' on if you know what I mean..

*Signs laughs to himself*

Jason Signs: But tell you what. You picked the wrong man to fuck with. It's my time to rule the Anarchy division and there's nothing anybody can do about it, not even you midget boy. You've started a fire that will not be put out, can't be put out. The same fire that's gonna engulf your lame ass UWF career, your little manager Krystel, who I bend over on the weekends, your mom, and your lame ass wrestler dad who probably jobbed to jobbers.

*Signs stands up as the camera zooms out a bit. He holds the Anarchy title with both hands and raises it high above his head.*

*The scene fades out to only fade back in to what appears to be a gym. The camera pans around and focuses on a makeshift ring. In it stand a total of ten men. The camera focuses on each one of the men one by one as Jason's voice is heard everytime a different man is shown. A tall bald guy is shown.*

Jason Signs: Look at that. Titanium, glad you made it, you illiterate, retarded son of a bitch.

*The camera focuses on the next man. He is a rather small asian man.*

Jason Signs: Donger! It's Donger everyone!

*The next man is shown. It's a black man, who resembles an ape.*

Jason Signs: Oh my god! It's big foot! But wait...big foot isn't so big..must be J. Stiles! Welcome aboard.

*So on and so forth each man is introduced, with each resembling a UWF superstar.*

Jason Signs: And the last man...well half a man...Pyro!

*The camera focuses on a midget, dressed in yellow pants and a vest. His hair is rather long and he whacks himself in the head with a mini kendo stick to prove how hardcore and brutal he is.*

Jason Signs: To all you midgets out there wondering where you can get exclusive Pyro merchandise just visit Midget'sGalore.com, "Stopped growing all of a sudden? Then come on down to Midget's Galore! We've got all your trendy midget wear!"

*Just then a quick pop up of a Midget's Galore advertisement flashes on the screen and then disappears.*

Jason Signs: I'm sure you're all wondering what your doing here. I've brought you guys down here because I saw potential in every single one of you guys.

*Signs whispers, "yeah right" to the camera man.*

Jason Signs: So I decided to host my own little battle royal, with the winner possibly getting a UWF contract.

*Signs whispers, "yeah right" to the camera man once again.*

Jason Signs: So..are you fuckers ready to put on a show worth showing Hampton?

*The crowd of men yell "YEAH!"*

Jason Signs: Well then rign the damn bell!

*The bell rings as "Titanium" and "Donger" run at each other resulting in a double clothesline. "Pyro" crawls over to the bottom turnbuckle and hopes nobody sees him. Just then a blue power ranger comes out of nowhere and missle dropkicks a Johnny Depp look-alike right over the top rope!*

Jason Signs: And we got our first elimination! By the looks of it "Nero Cain" has been eliminated! By a power ranger..how embarassing!

*The power ranger or also known as "Bionic Trooper" gets up and is met with a huge clothesline from the ape himself, "J. Stiles!" "Bionic Trooper" somehow gets a hold of "J. Stiles" as they both fly over the rope resulting in a double elimination!*

Jason Signs: Oh! The power ranger and the ape both eliminated! They can go have sex and make power apes for all I care! Three gone, seven left! Who's gonna win it?!

*The camera shows "Pyro", now curled up in a ball, barely visible.*

Jason Signs: I know he's small, but shit guys, "Pyro" is in the match! You just gotta find him first! Where's Waldo? Pfft...more like Where's "Pyro"!

*The camera re-focuses on the entire ring now as "Donger" and "Titanium" are shown still duking it out at the ropes, each trying to get the advantage on the other. Just then a bald man in red, white, and blue wrestling tights dumps them both over the top rope eliminating them.*

Jason Signs: Is that..it can't be! "Eric Kottke" just eliminated "Donger" AND "Titanium!" Five gone, five left..wait Pyro is still in it..Five gone, four and a half left!

*"Kottke" rips the straps of his wrestling tights down meaning business. The camera goes to a top view of the ring as we see a huge shadow on the canvas of the makeshift ring. The shadow appears to head towards "Kottke" as we see "Kottke" fly through the air, over the top rope..the shadow then disappears.*

Jason Signs: What the hell was that?! Must of been the work of "The Shadow!" "Pyro" and Shooter McGavin are the only remaining!....I mean Shooter McCool.

*McCool searches the ring, looking for the little guy known as "Pyro." He finally finds him and picks the poor guy up by his vest...just then the lights go out! Lasers flash throughout the whole gym. Just then these words are heard loudly throughout the gym.*

We're short.....................

We're fun-sized................

We ARE...........................

THE MIDGET COALITION!!!!!!

*Just then the lights come back on as a group of midgets are seen attacking "Shooter McCool" with the help of "Pyro." They bite him, kick him in the shins, and hump his leg. "Shooter" is forced over the top rope, declaring the winner, with the help of the Midget Coalition, "PYRO!" Just then the lights go back out and after a moment come back as the Midget Coalition is nowhere to be seen.*

Jason Signs: Ladies and gentlemen he has over come the odds! "Pyro" has won the battle royal!

*Signs runs into the ring with a microphone and get's on one knee, ready to interview "Pyro."

Jason Signs: "Pyro" do you think the fact that the competition couldn't see you played a big role in your win today? Better yet, what's your real name, since your not the real Pyro...or are you?

*Little Pyro sheds a tear as he begins to talk.*

"Pyro": No, I am not Pyro, my name is Fire.

Jason Signs: Fire?

Fire: Yes, Fire. I may not be the real Pyro, but I sure dedicate this match to him. He's my hero, and us dwarfs look up to him greatly.

Jason Signs: You mean he's like a king to you guys?

Fire: Yes.

Jason Signs: Well look at that..how sweet. Well tell you what, your so called hero, the king of midgets, Pyro is in for an ass kicking at wreckage...that is, if he's even visible!

*Signs gets to his feet and delivers a running kick to the midget, sending him flying to the outside and into a wall. He lays there motionless..*

Jason Signs: The kick is good!

*Scene fades to black..*