MANHATTAN CENTER, NYC

The camera pans to the announce team.

	We are LIVE IN NYC!!!
	Man tonight's going to be bonkers!

	After the record setting Clash 2016, OCW continues!
	Man the fallout's going to be brutal!

The Camera Pans To The Ramp

Parker makes his way around the ring, posing for the crowd aloft each turnbuckle, holding his newly won OCW World Championship high above his head, to a mixture of cheers and boos from the crowd , he motions to the ringside staff who hand him a folding chair and a mic , he places the chair in the centre of the ring and takes a seat, with his hand towel he polishes the plate of his belt , holds it up to his face like a mirror and takes a quick glance at his reflection, then he lays the belt down at his feet.

He sits there for a few moments, soaking in the atmosphere ,once again back infront of an OCW crowd , he glances around the arena , from ringside to the cheap seats , and then slowly begins to shake his head , as if he is sat there in disbelief.

Parker : What happened OCW? .... What happened?

He motions out towards the audience, seemingly awaiting a response , the mixture of cheers and boos continue.

Parker : On a scale of 1 , to Jaysin Sensation when the OCW Universe tell him he has no place in a main event storyline, how butthurt are you right....[he looks at his watch] ..NOW!

The crowd begin to boo loudly , and a few chants of 'You screwed Sean' and 'c4' break out in small parts of the stadium.

Parker : What happened OCW? What happened?...

Parker : I go away for what , almost a year, and THIS is you do to this place? This entire company is basically an STD ridden , walk of shame, reeking of cheap perfume.

Parker : I did you a favour last night..that's right, a FAVOUR...look at the options this company have given you , Pugh or Sean McGee.

Parker : What happened OCW? What happened?...[he again shakes his head in disbelief.]

Parker : A wise man once said 'champions get up when others can't'..well , last night I proved that Sean and Pugh just don't have the pedigree , OCW was placing all it's money behind 2 'good job buddy' and 'it's the taking part that counts' competitors.

Parker : Now don't get me wrong , myself and Pugh are good friends , well , maybe not so much after what happened, but god DAMN..What happened Pugh?

Parker: You've aged, HORRIBLY...I mean you've aged in dog years or something, jesus christ, it's time to drop the 'Kid Ego' moniker , you look like a 78 year old testicle that's just got out of a warm bath! This last year's been tough on you son.

Parker : Or Sean McGee , the former lapdog of that gnat Leonheart , maybe some of you were hoping for the heartwarming 'worked his way through the ranks' story...

Parker : Get a grip , why would anyone want a champion that looks like a condom stuffed with 241lbs of sausage meat? Everytime that man flexes he's a hernia waiting to happen. The last time I saw water retention like that was on one of Tiberius Dupree's dates.

Parker : A man so focused on his goals , that he lost sight of his surroundings , and had no idea that his F.I contract has been missing for a good 8 weeks or so , and he made it so easy for me to cash it in, it was villainy 101, cheap mask, tatty clothes and BOOM...got me close to BOTH of you...nothing personal Sean..strictly business baby.

Parker : What happened OCW? What happened?...

Parker : You think I wanted to do this? I was happy away from all this, hell, I'd even stopped watching the product , I was enjoying 'retirement' , but it turns out, [he reaches inside his jacket pocket and pull out a cigar , he lights it up and takes a long, satisfying toke , exhaling a large smoke cloud up into the air].

Parker : 'Everybody' has a price....including me. You see, I'm past the age now where I'm awestruck by the bright lights, the big stage, the big names , it's STRICTLY business , and when I say business , I mean they had to open the vault to get me back.

He rubs his thumb and index finger of his left hand together as if rubbing sheets of money.

Parker : Now, I know what you're thinking...'oh god, Parker's champion, he's smoking in the ring..what is this, 2008 again?'..Well let's address that shall we.

Parker : I am indeed champion , I am indeed smoking in the ring , no change there....add to that the fact that KD and Jookie are STILL fighting over the lower tier title , and Smythe DaWonder is once again filling matches between commercials , rookies are getting booked in Main Event matches....then yes, this could be 2008 again.

Parker : Who books this crap? Does anybody know?

He shrugs his shoulders out to the crowd, before taking a few more puffs on his cigar.

Parker : KD , digging all these holes for his garden, when all he really needs to do is build one plot , one single hole, and plant Sensation 6 feet deep...take your spot KD , take it.

Parker : Look at how this place treats it's legends...you have Aries , a Hall of Famer, who CLEARLY has issues, and Smythe , another Hall of Famer , 'proving' himself in midcard purgatory...what the hell? You think if Nate Ortiz, Nick Kage or Ma'Jin walked back in here tomorrow that they'd be confined to the mid-card?

Parker : You are Smythe DaWonder! Failed rapper and former fake world champion!! Take what's yours!

He chuckles into the camera.

Parker : Granted, in a company entangled in 'rumoured' racist behaviour, accused of 'holding the blackman down' on numerous occasions...naming your stable after one of the most racist organisations in history might not be the path back to the promised land, it's either steeped in stupidity or genius.

Parker : Sensation is there, handing out his participation medals for anyone that signs for the company , patting them all on the back, and offering them a 'Queens hood reach around' if they stay longer than a month, when all you need to do is respect your legends.

Parker : Otherwise, every now and then , a piece of poopysticks turns up in your food, and I am that piece of dookie OCW , I am that piece of dookieshoes.

He starts to point out around the arena.

Parker : I don't care about you, your family, your health, your enjoyment , your entertainment , I don't care about 'building rookies ' or 'stars of tomorrow' ...infact , I got your 2 stars right here [he grabs his crotch with his hand]

The arena crowd start to boo loudly.

Parker : It's all about the money , wether you like it or not, I don't care , I get paid either way.

He stands up and removes his jacket.

Parker : Some of you might get a 3 count over me, and that's fine, because I'll tell you right now, that will probably be the greatest achievement in your career, and guess what, it means nothing to me, I don't care.

Parker : This is a $3000 suit....[he begins to burn holes through the back of the jacket with the cigar , and then casually tosses it to the floor outside the ring]...and I don't care...You call this 'cash-money' , I call it 'trash-money'...there's only 2 things that matter...

Parker : The green in my pocket, and the gold around my waist.

He grabs the title belt and slings it over his shoulder and stands in the ring , puffing on his cigar , a smug look on his face as the arena continue to boo and the show goes to commercial.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	What a smug prick!
	Word!

Xander Rane vs Tre Golden

The camera pans to the announce team.

	JEZZZZUS!
	Outta no where!

Scene opens with Jim Black standing with AC Cobra. The crowd instantly pops at the site of Jim begins to speak.

Jim- AC, you picked up a win last week vs Purple Rane. Did that victory satisfy you for the attacks these past weeks?

AC takes the mic away from Jim and begins to speak.

AC- Jim, the win was very reliving but what happened after the match was more rewarding. I finally got a chance to get at Xander for all he's done.

Jim- AC, you have a title match vs KD are you worried?

AC- KD would be the tutorial if the OCW life was turned into a video game. That man is like a cheat code big, fast, strong, the total package. I'm ready for everything KD will throw at me in the ring!

AC- KD is a pilar until I get to the Final Boss. Xander is waiting and methodically preparing for me and I know it. I'm ready for KD & Xander but I hope Xander & KD is ready for me because I'm coming. Ughhhh Pause.

AC walks away from Jim Black and the scene fades.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	One of Cobretti's biggest matches ever!
	Coming up a little later on!

The cameras start rolling backstage where we find the Lord of the Lariat, the former Northern Americas Grand Prix Champion Mugen walking in to the arena from the parking area. Carrying a kendo stick, he is walking around hastily looking for something specifically. Stacy Clark runs up to Mugen to get a word from him.

Stacy: Mugen, what are you doing here? When we last saw you at The Clash it had seemed as if you quit OCW after attempting to injure Mr. Sensation.

Mugen: What am I doing HERE?! Sensation is precisely why I'm HERE woman. I'm looking for his stupid face because he still owes me some things here.

Mugen pushes past Stacy as he continues to walk down the hallway like a man on a mission. He finally reaches a door that says "OCW - Office of Mr. Sensation". He acts as if he is about to knock on the door and chuckles. He takes a step back and kicks the door wide open.

Our Hero: YOU!

Mugen: YOU!

Our Hero: WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! SECURITY!!! SECURITY!!!

Mugen: DON'T SEND YOUR BOYS BECAUSE THEY WILL DO YOU NO GOOD AGAINST ME.

Mugen raises the kendo stick at some of the security guards that are trying to come in through the door and they back up.

Mugen: LISTEN YOU! You owe me back pay from The Clash, that's all I'm here for.

Our Hero: ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND? I OUGHTA FINE YOU YOUR PAY PER VIEW PAY FOR TRYING TO KILL ME.

Mugen: AND I WILL KILL YOU IF YOU DON'T PAY ME CHUMP.

Mugen points his Kendo stick at Our Hero!

Our Hero: Okay, okay. FINE! I do owe you some money but you have to live up to your end of the deal.

Mugen: What's that?

Our Hero: You said, this is my two weeks notice at The Clash. I need you to live up to your end of the bargain and wrestle out your last two weeks here.

Mugen: Hell no, you can wrestle out deez two....

Mugen points at his crotch area.

Our Hero: Very funny STUPID.

Mugen: I'M NOT STUPID YOU'RE STUPID!

Mugen: You can go inform Jacob Trance that him and his PED filled bad body that he's got no match tonight.

Our Hero: If you don't wrestle tonight, I will not pay you for The Clash and I will not pay you for these last two weeks and I will get my legal team to go great wall of China on your ass, legally speaking of course!

Mugen stares at him coldly for a moment and laughs maniacally.

Mugen: Okay, fine. You want me to wrestle tonight, you got it bossman.

Mugen cracks the kendo stick at Sensation's desk smashing a small plant and his cup of coffee into pieces. Mugen laughs as he walks out of the door and taunts the security personnel.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Mugen is certifiable!
	That's a rude thing to say!