*Pyros shoot off and screaming people are heard everywhere. This marks, SATURDAY NIGHT SURVIVAL! June 15, 2002.*

KK - Welcome everyone to Saturday Night Survival on June 15th! We are sure to have some great matches tonite, and some pleasing ones at that too as Kittie takes on Fudge.

TB - Thats right folks, Kittie really is something isn't she? Making a name for herself in a male dominated sport.

KK - What are you talking about Trent? I just think she has nice uh, moves.

TB - Sure you do Keith. Anyhow, we are ready to start our first match, on her way. . .wait a minute, what is this?

*On the titantron is seen a dark room, the outline of a man is seen, but more importantly, he is heard. *

Voice - Oh, thats too bad TCO, you can't seem to make it. But. . .what will happen to the show? This is just horrible. Oh, hmmm, you think I should take it over? Hehehehe, it will be my pleasure. Oh, let me say, things aren't going to turn out like they are suppose to. Oh no, don't get upset, it's mine now. That's right, goodbye Thomas.

*click*

TB - What was that?! Who was that? What is happening to Survival? I guess time will tell. THe only thing we can do now, is get to our first match.

KK - Who cares about this? The only REASON I am doing this broadcasting is to get close to Kittie, and here she comes! Fighting Fudge for the Television title.

After a long fight, and many upsets, Kittie retains her title of the Television champion.

KK - See? I told you it was all about Kittie.

TB - I never doubted her for a second. . .here, we are going to get a reporter to interview Kittie after her stunning win.

Kittie is walking up the rampway after the match, exhausted from the physicality of it all. She brushes the black curtain aside and steps through, unknown to her that someone was waiting. Seconds later, Kittie stumbled backwards through the curtain and fell onto her back, her head bleeding from a fresh cut. The curtain parted and "The Best Damn HWA Women's Wrestler of All Time" walks through, also known as Cassandra Starr! In her hands is a pipe, obviously the weapon she used to bust Kittie open. Cassandra continues her assault with the pipe onto Kittie's prone body. Tiring of the pipe, Cassandra tosses it aside and pulls Kittie up. Cassandra drops Kittie's face down onto the steel rampway with the Starr Drop! Cassandra admires what she's done and then heads into the back, leaving Kittie a bloody and unconscious mess on the rampway.

MEANWHILE, BACKSTAGE...

Ryan Maxem has just arrived and is heading towards his locker room. He opens it and walks in to find a man sitting upon a chair, his back to Ryan.

Ryan Maxem: Hey buddy, can't you read? This is MY locker room.

Ryan waits for a response but doesn't get one.

Ryan Maxem: Hey buddy, are you deaf and dumb!? Get the hell out of my locker room!

The chair pivots and spins around to face Ryan. Much to the surprise of the HWA audience, none other than "Your Hero" Michael Diamond is sitting upon the chair!

Michael Diamond: Well hello Ryan, I've been expecting you.

Ryan Maxem: Who the hell are you and what do you want?

Michael Diamond: Who am I? WHO AM I? I don't think that's the question you should be asking yourself right now Ryan. The question you should be asking youreslf is "Do I have what it takes to become the NEW Hardcore Champion?" You see Ryan... I've been monitoring your progress here in the HWA and I must say, I'm very impressed.

Ryan Maxem: Spare me the small talk, what do you want?

Michael Diamond: I want you to win the Hardcore Championship Ryan!

Ryan Maxem: What's it to you if I win or lose?

Michael Diamond: Let me just say that I have a personal vendetta with the Hardcore Champion, Nate Hartman. But as you can clearly see... I'm in no condition to take any action against The Phenomenal One, yet anyways.

Michael Diamond points down to his right leg which has a cast upon it from when his leg almost damn near shattered when he was Powerbombed through an announce table in the GWA. Michael Diamond struggles out of the chair and manages to stand up and look Maxem in the eye.

Michael Diamond: All I ask of you Ryan, is that you beat Nate Hartman and you become the new Hardcore Champion. I'm counting on you.

Michael Diamond walks past Ryan without incident but before leaving, offers some more words of advice to the young superstar.

Michael Diamond: Not everyone is out to get you Ryan, and you'll realize that sooner or later. There are some people who would help you if you needed it.

Ryan Maxem: And what type of person are you?

Michael Diamond merely smiles his million-dollar smile and limps away, leaving that question unanswerned.

TB - OH MY GOD?! Another upset in this night? What is there next? I can't believe this. . . first the voice, and then this. Tonite is not even close to being over. . . what is this going to turn into?

KK - I don't even really care to find out. Lets just get on with the next match!

TB - That would be kind of hard.

KK - Why is that?

TB - *points to titantron*

*The dark room is seen again. Once again, a voice on a cell phone.*

Voice - No Damien. See, you made me President for this show. Bad idea. I knew I could talk you into it. No. . .the show is going on fine. Hehehehe, the next match, might seem a little tied up though. You'll see. . .*click*

*The camera goes to a brighter side of the room, and laying on the floor beaten and knocked unconciousness lie Gunnery Sergeant Hartman and Breeze.*

*Gunnery Sergeant Hartman v. Breeze*
Basically, this angle was put in because neither RP'd.

KK - Dammit, this really is turning out to be a bad night for the HWA. There is nothing we can do about it. We must go on to the next match.

*Kevin Conner defeats Nate Hartman and Ryan Maxem in the Triple Threat for the Hardcore Title.*
Kevin Conner after a few reversals for some big time moves, and with the help of a couple of chairs, pulls the upset against Ryan Maxem and Nate Hartman.

TB - Wow, an excellent show of sportsmanship by Kevin Conner.

KK - It certainly takes someone to withstand an HWA Hardcore match.

TB - Isn't that the truth.

KK - Well, the show is almost over folks, one last match.

TB - Here comes the main event between Judge/Peter Octavian and Mysterio/Evan Blane.

The match is a total slaughter, Judge and Octavian seem to be working good as a team, but when the match is over, Octavian turns on Judge and the two are engulfed in a fist fight. After a few minutes of exchanging blows, over the Titantron, a voice seems to yell, "It's Time". The lights go out for about five minutes.

When the lights come back on, Judge, Octavian, Mysterio, and Blane are all lying unconcious in the middle of the ring. They are placed in a square pattern, with a red M written with blood on all of them. Morgoth is seen in the middle of the circle with his eyes wide open.

Morgoth - Welcome to Saturday Night Survival. Damein had some things planned out differently than I do. For tonite, he couldn't make it. He had to take a first class ticket to Annapolis. Too bad for him....he decided to make me President for tonite. Bad choice on him. I don't like this temporary business. So. . .my first act as President tonite is to make me, Morgoth, Permanent Vice President of the HWA. Have fun boys.

*Morgoth throws the mike at the two announcers, hitting Keith in the head. He takes one of the carcasses of the four fallen men in the ring and throws it at the cameraman. This knocks out the camera, ending June 15th, 2002's episode of Saturday Night Survival.*