The outside of Terminal 5 comes into view and we see a security guard standing outside the entrance. A black and red 2015 Boss Hoss motorcycle comes roaring up right in the face of the guard. The Boss Hoss is a 445-HP, V-8 wielding death machine on two wheels; perfect for the rider, Jackson Montgomery. As the bike comes to a stop, Buddy Burns bursts through the door, scaring the hell out of the security guard. Once he realized it was Burns, the guard quickly regains his composure, making sure no one saw him. Jackson throws down the kickstand and climbs off the two-wheeled beast. As Jackson begins making his way towards the arena, he contemplates tossing his keys to Buddy and having him park his Hoss, but remembers the situation with the BUFFNESS and thinks better of it. Jackson, wearing a grey tshirt with the Lone Survivor Foundation logo on the back and tattered blue jeans gets to the door of the arena.

Guard: Excuse me sir. Can I help you?

Jackson Montgomery: Nope. Just swinging by for a second; names Montgomery.

The guard looks over his clipboard and flips to the second page. Jackson thinks to himself Two pages? Did I show up at the right place? I’m sure Turmoil doesn’t have two pages worth of information. The guard looks back up and opens the door, allowing Jackson inside. Once inside, Jackson heads down the hallway and into the backstage area. After wondering aimlessly for a few minutes, he grabs a guy with a headset by the arm.

Jackson Montgomery:Hey buck-o. Have you seen B-17 around? The guy shakes his head in a yes motion, the look on his face shows he’s startled by the whole situation. Well where is he?

The man points down the hall and say he saw him around the corner, but his match is about to start. Jackson doesn’t just let go over the man but shoves him a bit into the catering table. Turmoil has a catering table? It seems Turmoil is stepping things up. That aside, Jackson makes his way down the hall and disappears around the corner.
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B-17 cuts his celebration short as he gestures in demand of a microphone from outside the ring. Only a few red patches on his face show that he has even been in a match, meanwhile CM Puma continues to struggle to his feet. When B-17 does speak his voice is steady, but the anger is unmistakable.

B-17 points to the struggling CM Puma before speaking: Who the hell is this? Who the hell is this guy, this CM Puma? Where did he come from? When did he sign? How long has he been training? Does anyone know…

Crowd murmurs. Some shouting “yes.” some chanting “no.”
B-17: Because I know one thing about him, he is a god damn Youtube sensation. That means he isn’t an OCW wrestler. That means that someone backstage said to themselves “oh jeez, I wonder who I can put into the Main Event of Turmoil this week, hm...how about B-17 and...that guy my kid showed the other day, let’s call him up. I hear he has been training really hard in his basement.”

Crowd laughs.

B:17: So why? Was it a publicity stunt? Looking for a little spike in the ratings? This isn’t about fair and unfair, this is about respect, and belief. You showed ME lack of respect, you showed all the boys in the back lack of respect. You sent out a guy in a mask, who from what I can gather is, yes...talented, but NO, not ready.

CM Puma finally rolls out of the ring and begins to make his way backstage.

B:17: Why not Jackson Montgomery. I hear he is looking for me. Now I like the guy, but I’m sure he wouldn’t mind throwing down, hell after we will go out and get a beer!

Crowd pops in approval.

B-17: Why not a rematch with Kassidy? Last week we put on one hell of show!

Crowd: Rematch! Rematch!

B-17: We are not the “B” show, we are not the minor leagues, we are not sideshow attraction. We are Turmoil! CROWD CHEERS. To all the superstars in the back, next week, I will be right back here. And all we need is you, me, this ring, and ref and we got ourselves a match! That’s all we need boys, let’s show them that Turmoil deserves respect!
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Just as B-17 is about to leave the ring, “These Colors Don’t Run” by Iron Maiden plays through the sound system. B-17 stops and looks up at the ramp. Jackson Montgomery comes out, throwing the curtains aside. As he steps out on stage, the fans erupt at the sight of the up and coming superstar. Jackson looks around the arena before making a bee line towards the ring. Jackson makes his way down the ramp before sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. Jackson walks over to B-17 and sticks his hand out. We’ve seen this before. B-17 looks around the arena as if to ask for the fans approval. He looks back at Jackson and shakes his hand firmly. The crowd cheers as Jackson lifts the hand of B-17, the winner. After a minute or so, Jackson drops the hand of B-17, pats him on the back and exits the ring. Jackson gets to the top of the ramp and turns towards the ring, clapping his hands before leaving behind the curtain.