::: The camera fades in as Impact is in his car driving to his home. Impact parks his car in his driveway. Impact gets out of his car and goes to his door. As he is about to enter his house, the Van Man jumps out from behind the bushes :::

VAN MAN: PEEK-A-BOO YOU DUCK YOU!!!! RAAAA!!!!
::: Impact jumps back and punches the Van Man in the face, knocking him unconscious. Impact shakes his head as he picks up the Van Man and brings him into his home. Impact lies the Van Man on the couch and gets a glass of water. Impact tosses the water at the Van Mans face to wake him up. The Van Man begins to speak :::
VAN MAN: You know, you got good reaction time. I think your going to beat Badd Boy next week.
IMPACT: I'm fighting Wes... But that's besides the point. I heard what Wes said about me. I also heard what he said about CM Punk. And let me tell you something, Wes is messing with the wrong people. CM Punk is going to kill him if he ever gets his hands on Wes. But the bad part is, that I'm going to have to beat him to it. See Wes, is taking this lightly. He thinks he's going to walk in, Take a Shot and Walk out. Well he is going to feel like the asshole once I teach him a lesson about the IMPACT 404. Wes, I hope he's enjoying those cigarettes right now. Because just like prisoners before there executions, they get one cigarette. And Wes has just smoked his last breath. He thinks he can impress me, scare me, all because he beat Barbed Wire Chris. See Wes, I can be compared to Barbed Wire Chris. Because both of us will be in the EMF Hall of Fame. Wes, I am moving up to the top. I conquered the Television Division in no time, I slaughtered the Tag Tea, Division in less than a second, and now I will demolish everyone one of you Ikeda's before that bell is rung. Wes, I did a number on your brother. I beat him. I stole his title. And now you have the balls to say it was because of you? See Wes, there's a difference between thinking and knowing. I KNOW I'm going to beat you, and I THINK your going to survive the beating. But I can't make any promises here. We will just see what happens to Wes this Saturday. We will see if he goes to the back in one piece, or maybe even in two.
VAN MAN: What about Rocky, what about Rocky??? WOOOO!!!
IMPACT: Ahh yes Rocky. I guess Wes didn't watch the Rocky Special last week. I might have to refresh your memory Wes. Rocky got a shot out of nowhere because of his name, the "Italian Stallion". He was lucky. And look where luck brought him. To the top. And that's exactly what I am going to do. Because, with a name like IMPACT, there's no telling what I am going to destroy next. All I know is Wes, that you better give me the biggest OOPS YA CAUGHT ME this Saturday when I prove you and the rest of Up-Bore that I am here to stay and I am here to make other pay. And Wes, don't ever talk bad about the Van Man. I don't know where he came from but he didn't do anything to you, yet. See behind his feeble little mind, lies a man of destruction, and you will see just what earned him the name, the dirtiest player in the game. Wes, You may have retired everyone, you may have retired no one. It really doesn't matter whose career you end, it's your career that in jeopardy. It's your life that's up for grabs. And I might just choose to take it away from you. Because with an arsenal like mine, NOTHING CAN GO WRONG. Impact Icer, in the middle of the ring. The lights blazing down on your sweaty torn up body as I make the cover. I get the victory while you get surgery. See Wes, it's all going to work out in everyone's favor. Wes, let's say George Bush wants to conquer a country, he must ELIMINATE the government before he can take any action in the country, right? Well let me enrich you with this. Wes, I'm going to ELIMINATE the so called Wes Ikeda, superstar of the EMF. And Once I am done, I'm going to take out someone else, just like that. Because for me, everything is like a snap. Winning the TV Title, snap. Winning the Tag Team Titles, snap. Dropping Wes head into the canvas so that his neck bends in two directions, snap.
::: The Van Man leaves the room as Impact continues to speak :::
IMPACT: Wes, you talk about old news, history if you will. How you WERE the Television Champion. Well get up to date buster, and face the facts. There's a new champion in town and he's got heart and determination to show all the fans that he can win. And his name begins with an I. And No, I'm not talking about Issac Yankem or Ivory, I'm talking about the one true athlete Impact. And Wes if you think otherwise, prove me wrong in the ring. Because a lot of books shall be closed this Saturday. A lot of Bookmarks will be taken out, and A lot of chapters will be finished. Well Wes, this Saturday I'm going to read you like Hop on Pop, In a matter of seconds, your chapter will be closed. Wes, you lost the title, what does that prove. You were ONCE the best champion on Television. But where are you now? Your in the slumps. I am the new TV Champion. As long as I hold this title, it proves that I am the Best Ever. Cause if anyone was EVER better than me, they would be holding this title, not me. Wes, you were also once the Extreme Champion. Where did that go, you couldn't even hold on to it. What does that prove? It proves that you are a has-been, a paperweight champion, a nobody any more. Wes, forget your record, let's put your guts to the test. Do you really think you have the testicular fortitude to coincide with a wrestler of high altitude such as myself? Do you think you can cross the boundaries of faith, and believe that you can still win this Saturday? Well I am telling you now Wes, and I am telling you once and for all. There is no question about how much irreparable damage will be done to your body. But the most damage will be done to your mind. Because I am going to make you look, act and feel like the Van Man. And that is a level in which nobody wants to sink to. Wes, you say your not just another Ikeda. You say you are ten times better? Wow, I might just hire you as my maid. Because your going to be a sitting duck once I finish with you. But if by the grace of God you do end up surviving this Saturday, then maybe just maybe I will watch your match at Last Stand. After all, what do I have to lose, I will have already proved just who the bigger man is, and at Last Stand, Badd Boy is probably going to do the same. See, it doesn't matter which Ikeda you are, your still a loser to the fans of the EMF. You know Wes, I look at Up-Bore, and I see a challenge. I see a challenge from The Rock, I see a challenge from Enforcer, I see a challenge from Primetime, and I see a challenge even from Gillberg. But I see no challenge from Wes and the other 400 members of Up-Bore. Wes, even if someone did ask me to join Up-Bore, I would turn it down in a second. I don't want to be with a bunch of cheaters, a bunch of quitters, and especially a bunch of whiners. I don't want everything handed to me on a silver platter like it was for you Wes. I want to earn it. Because it is only through living life, that I gain the true experience. See Wes, see these titles, I worked hard for them. I didn't get them handed to me over a fluke win like you probably did. I gained the respect of the fans, and the rest of EMF by showing them I have what it takes to be champion. Wes, whoa, who said I had an Alliances? I can kick your ass without anyone's help. Just like I would have kicked Badd Boy's ass without your help. But you decided to come in where your not wanted. I don't know, Wes, do you get the feeling that your not wanted around here? Maybe it's me, or maybe it's everyone in the back being held back because you want to mingle with the big boys on top and give yourself all the glory. Well I am going to put an end to that Wes. Wes, you call this a warm up match. Well of course your going to be warmed up, I mean the sweat must be pouring from your forehead. The pressure is increasing every minute, your final demise is coming closer and closer. Wes, you are only a legend because of your friends. They brought you up, but there going to spit you back out when they don't need you any more. I mean come on, I see the tension already growing between you and The Rock. Sooner than later, he is going to snap at you and it will be out on the street where you belong. Wes, your going to know what it feels like to earn every penny you make. Because the real life is going to be a killer for you. Wes, your going to be just another face in the back of the locker room once I am done with you. And you will learn to except it. Either that, or I will beat the hell out of you one more time. Wes, it's times like these that some people need to learn, THE HARD WAY!!!
::: The Van Man runs into the room backwards. He bumps into Impact and begins to speak :::
VAN MAN: I got an idea, I got and Idea!!!
IMPACT: What, what is your idea?
::: Van Man pulls out a shirt from his pants. It has a brown stain in the bottom. He holds up the shirt to Impact :::
VAN MAN: Think about it, if I tell people about this match, they will listen to me! But look at this shirt, it says our new slogan... "BEAT-A AN IKED-A, get a free nickel". Huh? Huh??
IMPACT: For every brilliant man, there is his sidekick dumb lackey...
VAN MAN: HEY!!!, wait a minute, that means.... YOUR MY LACKEY!!! WOOOO!
::: Van Man starts to dance with the shirt as Impact shakes his head in confusion. He goes over to his bar to get a drink as the Van Man continues to sing and dance. The screen fades to black :::