* The Briscoes are hanging out in the barn next to their pick up truck as some banjo music plays in the background *

Jay: Yo good Brothers, where you bin dogs?

Mark Hiding?

Jay: Yo good brothers, what you bin doin?

Mark: Jobbin?

Jay: Yo good brothers, what you sayin?

Mark: NOTHIN!

Jay: That's right! July second HWL, It gonna be ANNIHILATION! The good brothers the first tag team in the way of the Briscoes.

Mark: That's right!

Jay: See I bin thinking about what we gonna do to you, YO MARK!

Mark: UH!?

Jay: WHAT WE GONNA DO?

Mark: WE GONNA EAT!

Jay: THATS RIGHT! WE GONNA EAT, CUZ WE HUNGRY! We hungry for dem tag team titles! And dem boys, dem boys gonna put the HWL tag team locker room on notice. The Briscoes gonna put the tag team locker room in the hay mow and slam their asses down to the goddamn to the cattle pen. See dem good brothers are the first victims, of the greatest tag team in professional wrestling. And who dey be Mark?

Mark: DEM BOYS!

Jay: DEM BOYS IS RIGHT! You see Dem boys is here, and wether you Usos, Good Brothers, or Undisputed Era.... we gonna show you all who the Briscoes really be!

*the camera cuts*

 

*Hard cut to PAC sitting in a directors styler chair in an HWL Interview*

PAC (Off Mic): "Can we get on wit it or what? ... screw it."

*PAC situates himself and look straight into the camera*

PAC: "As ya can tell, I'm wit a new place, and I come wit an new attitude. Now I don't know what this Pete Dunne is all about, but its rich to think that the KING of crusierweight  P...A ... C...needs to compete in some sort a competition with a nobody chump probably rooting around the dumps of Kettrin in his off seasons..."

*PAC stands*

PAC: "Now I am gonna try and make this quick. Pete... ya got two options mate. Purposely crash you wanky ass fixed gear bicycle and fake a concussion... or come our match I'll give ya a real one. I demand respect and I'll stop at nothing to get it. Nationality means nottin here in HWL. Britain, Boston, or Bosnia... I'll kick ya's ass here and back twice for even tinkin you could stand up against P...A...C! SNAP A FINGER! I'll snap you in half kid, You'll barely even be able to do ya cute little 1,2,3 after you wake up. " 

*PAC laguhs*

PAC: "God luck to ya... you'll need it."

*PAC walks off set with a hard cut to black*

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* We see a camera man inside an empty arena in St. Louis. Inside there a group of stage people just finalizing the ring. Suddenly you see a shadow man with a guitar walk through the ramp *

Stage Crew #1: Excuse me sir, we are still setting up for the show.

Stage Crew #2: He's right, you can't come in yet.

* The man takes out his guitar and strings a nice tune and say *

???: Do you know who I am?

Stage crew 1: Well you are....

* The man uses his finger in a hushing tone and says *

???: No one care what you think buddy. And yes I am the greatest acquisition that this company is ever going to have here.

* He walks into the ring and put a chair in the middle and has another stage crew set up his mic. Then he orders from the rafter to have the middle ring dim him a spotlight. *

???: Thank you. Now......let me introduce myself.

* The shadow brightens up and shows none other than Elias. *

Elias: My name is Elias...and for those who don't know me, I am the voice of HWL. And for many years this company has held many top class caliber superstar and women from around the world.....Until today. And for such a joyous occasion, I'm going to give the people who set all of this a preview of what's to come.

* Elias plays with his guitar and plays it for about a minute and a half. Suddenly a guy runs on stage, thus interrupting Elias performance in the ring. Elias is not amused with what transpired. *

Stage crew #3: I'm sorry to interrupt but I got words from management and it says that.....

Elias: HOW DARE YOU COME HERE AND INTERRUPT MY PERFOMANCE! You have a lot of nerves to get close and personal with me.

Stage crew #3: I'm sorry Elias. I didn't mean to.....

Elias: EXIT MY STAGE NOW!

SC#3: But I'm informed......

Elias: I said NOWWW!!

* He then exits the stagen and as he starts leaving he makes him stop at the ramp *

Elias: NOW....You may tell me what management has to say from right there.

SC#3: Well they informed me that you are one of 9 superstars all bidding in the HWL World Heavyweight Tournament to crown the new HWL World Champion and your first......

Elias: FINALLY. I'm here day 1 of this company and they are practically giving me the title. And here I thought that....Wait. You said 9?

SC#1: That's what he said.

Elias: Shut up. I didn't ask for your opinion. Now tell us already boy.

SC#3: Right. So you're on this Wednesday Show in the First Round against Tomasso Ciampa, and the winner of that advances to the 2nd round of the brackets against Adam Cole. And from there everyone else....

Elias: Wait wait wait....you're telling me that I have to beat this dropout named Tomasso Ciampa and then I get into the 2nd round wit the likes of talentless monkey such as Drew McIntyre, Seth Rollin, Dolph Ziggler and.....Joey Ryan!??? Really??

SC#2: Sound like it Elias. Seems like a chall...

Elias: Do me a favor kid for everyone sakes here. And SHUT THE HELL UP!

* The stage crew back off from the ring and all 3 were at the ramp *

Elias: Now listen to me and listen to me well. Cause I'm going to say this once. You 3 stooges walk backstage and go tell Big Sugar and everyone else that I alone am the only one that fills this arena. You got that? The HWL Universe knows that they are here to see......ME. And knowing this crowd, they didn't pay to watch this show and all the so call wrestler come here and compete. They pay their hard earn money to see...ME fill their heart with my amazing music, my stunning looks and of course, MY TALENT. And Tomasso Ciampa is getting a taste of what I'm all about. I'm no hype man, I'm no one hit wonder. I AM ELIAS FOR CHRIST SAKE. Wednesday Night I'll show the whole world who I am. So are you ready for the greatest show that HWL has yet to see before. Are you ready to.....

* The titantron flares up saying *

....WALK WITH ELIAS

* The lights in the arena then turns off and all you can hear is Elias closing the show with his last guitar been strung *

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A hooded man stands in a spotlight in a dark room, he turns around and pulls back his hood 

CM Punk- Did you miss me?  Oh I bet you did, trust me I’ve heard you over the past few years.  The chants, the endless amount of tweets you guys begging for me to return…well do I have your attention now?  I’M BACK.  You heard me right, I’ve decided to finally return to where I’m most comfortable, in the middle of the ring.  Hold up…you think I finally heard all of your constant begging and decided to do it for you?  (Chuckles) You guys are just as gullible as ever.  No I’m not back because you finally got through to me, no I’m back because this business NEEDS CM Punk. 

The truth is this, before I opened my mouth with that infamous “Pipebomb” nobody gave a damn about where wrestling was going.  When I opened my mouth and spoke the truth, EVERYTHING CHANGED.  Without me, the business doesn’t change.  Without me, all these “young guns” wanting to make a name for themselves would never have gotten a chance.  Without me, it’s the same old shit over and over again.  I CHANGED THIS BUSINESS.  And what did that get me?  Ridicule from the fans when I left saying I betrayed them.  Distain from those closest to me who bailed on me.  Well EXCUSE ME for caring about my own health so I can be healthy for myself and those I care about.  If doings for those I care about is a problem to you, well then screw you all.

 When I pursued my dream of fighting in the UFC, nobody believed in me.  You may have said you were my “fans”, but you never supported me.  You never cared about what I was saying, you only cared about seeing something different because you all are selfish pigs who don’t give a damn about this business.  Hell, you guys rooted for me to lose just so I could come crawling back to the wrestling ring.  Some may say I failed, but it takes an actual man to step into the octagon and take the actual beating you take in there.  In a lot of ways, it makes me better than all of you that I can do that.  But it’s not just the fans, but the boys in the back.  You agreed with what I was saying before but you didn’t have a balls to stand up with me.  I was trying to make a difference for everyone but you didn’t give a crap and just let me stand alone.  You’re nothing more than hypocrites and for years I’ve never forgotten it. 

That’s why I’ve returned.  Because I finally realized that if this business is going to succeed, it’s only going to succeed when I hold the power, when I hold all the cards.  You owe it to me to bask in my greatness because without me, no one here has the success that they’ve had throughout their careers.  This business owes it to me because of all the work I put into this and for being cast aside by those who I made sure this business survive.  I was the only one to speak out, and even when I did nobody stood by my side.  My only mistake was not taking the business back by force.  No more, this is a warning to anyone here in HWL, you aren’t safe from me because you need to worship everything I’ve done for this business and until you do, you are all marked men.  You’re nothing more than selfish, ungrateful posers who don’t respect the business I CREATED FOR YOU.  This business I guarantee you will never be the same once I get my hands on it and trust me you all will thank me for it and you will finally give me the recognition I’ve always deserved. 

I am no longer the Voice of the Voiceless…because from now on the only voice that matters around here in HWL is mine, C…M…PUNK Do I have your attention now?

*COMING SOON*

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