::: The scene opens up as Impact is driving to the arena. Chris Sphere runs to his car and yells out "CM Punk is pissing on your door. Impact stops the car and furiously goes to his trunk. He pulls out a baseball bat that says "IMPACT" on it. Impact rushes to the back to catch CM Punk. When he arrives, CM Punk has fled from the scene. The smell of warm urine upon the door pisses the hell out of CM Punk. Impact continues around backstage looking for CM Punk :::

IMPACT: CM Punk, you just don't learn. Why don't you stop F*cking around, and start playing straight. You think your such a blessing to the EMF. You think you are a top contender. Well guess what, you have nothing. You started in here with nothing, and by Saturday your gonna leave with NOTHING. I hear him run his mouth about this "straight edge" stuff, well CM Punk, your lifestyle really doesn't make a difference now. But wait till after the match, wait till your neck is dislocated from your spinal cord. Then we will see what type of lifestyle you really have. CM Punk, one thing you should know is I don't live by straight edge rules. I live by I.M.P.A.C.T.A.S.S.A.U.L.T rules. That means what I say goes, and ain't nobody can do a thing to change that. I.M.P.A.C.T.A.S.S.A.U.L.T is my code, my code for inflicting pain, my code for demolishing jobbers, and my code for making life/death changes. Cause you see CM Punk, your little sXe isn't gonna make a difference once it is put to waste in the EMF along with your Pepsi Plunge. What was Coke or Sprite  unavailable? But the worst of all is this! 

::: Impact looks at the autographed picture and takes it off. He takes his baseball bat and slams it against the picture with all his might sending the glass shattering into hundreds of pieces. Impact continues to the parking lot and looks around for CM Punk's Car. Impact finds his car and sits upon his roof. Impact then begins to speak again :::

IMPACT: This guy thinks he something, he thinks he's big. Well right now you are nothing kid. You haven't even had your debut match and you think your gonna come in here like your EMF material? You even have the balls to go to my locker room and say it smells of gay sex. CM Punk, you may be knew to this business but according to anyone with a chance at a career here in the EMF, it smells like sweat. It smells like sweat cause I am able to fight a match to my fullest, and come back to my locker room with a sense of dignity. You on the other hand spend so much time making yourself look all pretty cause you want people like Raging Eagle to check out your bod when you come out here and insult my fans. The business may not be in your heart, but it is in mine. And I will not be some second rate wrestler and lose to some excuse for a bionic idiot such as yourself CM Punk. CM Punk, you say I'm not entertaining enough? Well let's look at your car here. It looks pretty fancy must have cost you what, 100,000? 200,000? Let's just see how it looks with a cracked front view window...

::: Impact picks up his baseball bat and smashes the front view window. Impact walks around the car making sure he shatters the glass on every car door. Impact them proceeds to smack the handles off of the car doors. Impact opens up the hood of the car and starts to demolish the engine. Impact cracks the carburetor and destroys the gas tank :::

IMPACT: Still feel like the hot shot now CM Punk? You think you got it made don't ya? You think your gonna walk right in this Saturday and pick up an easy victory just like that. You might have forgot one little thing however. See most people don't have the power to pass through objects. And this Saturday you are going nowhere unless you can pass me. CM Punk, the only reason people in the crowd know your name is because your in a match with me. I am a one man publicity stint, if I may be so bold. See, arena's don't sell out to losers like you. They sell out to big name's like me. CM Punk, you might want to hold onto that picture until after the match. Cause I'm gonna beat you so bad, the only way you can make money is by selling objects and dead pets to blind kids in apartment 4c. CM Punk, I want you to go for your DDT on me. Hell, I'm giving you a shot here. It might be the only one you may really ever get. CM Punk you have the testicular fortitude to claim I am no champion? You go on and on about past nobodies such as Barbed Wire Chris being a former Television Champion. Well who has it now? Where is Barbed Wire Chris??? And I am sure CM doesn't stand for Barbed Wire. So you still have yet to prove yourself now in the EMF CM Punk. CM Punk, I am a bigger man than you will ever be all because I have one thing you can't ever manage to get. I don't me girls because your problem with them is not what I was talking about. I'm talking about the fans. The fans know who is here to stay. The fans decide the winners from the losers. And it seems to me that they don't chant Impact for nothing. They know who the real champion of champions is. Not some chump with a big mouth who can run off about anyone he sees in the spotlight. But I must definitely watch out for the DDT. I mean after all you might just have to do it 6 or 7 times for it to be the least bit effective. CM Punk, there is an endless possibilities of ways I can finish you off this Saturday. But you are a very lucky person, because I am CHOOSING to end it all for you with an Impact Icer. CM Punk, I think you better hurry up and learn the rules of IMPACT 404, because it might just bite you in the ass this Saturday at Shockwave when you least expect it...

::: Impact takes his baseball bat and slams it really hard into the car engine. As the bat strikes the car engine, the car bursts into flames. Impact tosses his bat at the car as he walks away from the flame wielding vehicle. The screen fades black  :::