Shane Michaels vs Javier vs Kitler

-The crowd is at a lull after a couple of local jobbers finish their match. Once the two make their way to the back, "Cochise" hits and the lull goes to an excited ovation as Shane Michaels appears on the stage. He walks down to the ring, no high-fives, no acknowledging fans, just climbing into the ring, mic in hand. He makes a slashing motion across his neck to kill the music.

Shane: Last week on Havok, the Cartel attacked my brother, John Tolly, before our scheduled match, injuring him to the point where he could not compete in the Triple Threat Tag Team match.

-Boos begin to rain down.

Shane: So what do I do? I go into what has become a 2-on-1 handicap match against Joeson and Kilter, alone, and still come out the victor, beating the hell out of the two who claim I have no right to hold either of my belts. This week, it's a standard triple-threat, as I face Kilter and Javier. Now we already know that Joeson is all talk. I don't give a shit about him as far as this match goes. Javier, I've already proven that I'm better than the number one contenders. This week, I beat the living hell outta you, then I cripple your bitch Jesus, and hey, when I'm done, maybe I'll pay Angelica a visit. I know a few homeless people that could use a cheap lay.

-Laughter and oh's from the crowd fill the arena.

Shane: None of you boys have the skill, much less the balls, to hold the Tag Team Titles. But you'll find out soon enough.

-"Cochise" hits and Shane poses to the delight of the crowd as the camera fades to black.