::: The scene opens up with Impact walking down the street to his home. As he walks down the street he sees a group of men dressed in black come out of his house. He looks in shock to see just what the hell was going on. He passes by the men as they all nod at him and continue to walk down the block. Impact enters his home to see Van Man sitting at the table holding his head and shaking it in sorrow. Impact sits next to the Van Man and begins to speak  :::

IMPACT: What the hell was that all about??

VAN MAN: Nothing, I just made a few deals about your losing streak....

IMPACT: I told you, I got this covered myself. I don't want no shit with those guys, that's not my department. I am a fucking fair man. GOT IT!!!

VAN MAN: Well let me tell you they aren't happy....

IMPACT: What do you mean they aren't happy?

VAN MAN: They just came by and told me they got a job to do. But you better worry about your match, Enforcer and P-Nut are not two to trust.

IMPACT: Well I was just about to tell you about that, the almighty screw job. I want to tell you about the previous Pay Per View, Legacy of Blood. I walked in thinking the Alliance would have my back. But it seems they didn't. You see Twilight was the only one I could trust. One man had jumped ship that night. That man was the Messiah. Messiah, you were our world champion, we had all the gold. And now we are losing it little by little.  But onto Enforcer, more importantly. Enforcer, what happened last month was a fluke. Me and Twilight were HAD. And were not going to take it.  I can promise to you Messiah we will win back those titles that you stole from us. I did my best to give you shit. And let's just say it didn't work in my favor. I took a ponderous plunge into your world Enforcer. And let's just say it was a perilous journey. Enforcer, you may have got the decision, but I only gave you a taste of reality. And now you will find out what's it like in the real world. What it is like to finally reach your consummation. Enforcer, you can roam around in your Enforce-I-Nation. But it doesn't really matter because I can pledge now that the amount of hostile pain you shall receive is unthinkable. And Enforcer, when the lurid liquid begins to pour from your face, you will think twice about ever attempting to do damage to me. Enforcer, Insist you waive those titles now because your time is limited. It is you and my former team mate who have the gold now. But for you they shall become transitory. And when they come back, there will be nothing else left for you to do but cry over spilled milk. Enforcer, it is petulant how you consider yourself a great among the Extreme Measures Federation. Well I think of you as a FAKE. Enforcer, you were at your last breath, last time we fought. And had you not given me the silencer, I would have been able to make sure the titles never change hands. But Enforcer, my back still aches from our last match. I was so close to even getting surgery. Enforcer, your back aches of something more than pain. Your back suffers from chills. Enforcer, behind that huge, dumb, founded body of yours lies a hopeless, pathetic imbecile. An imbecile who is scared to face the truth. Because he knows outside of tat body, there is an IMPACT ASSAULT just waiting for him. And I plan to quell that body of yours and let you know that there is nothing more dangerous than Fatality. Not any team, not ANY ONE. Enforcer, I will sunder your forehead, with dead on maneuvers, that even your pigenitors will feel. This is the moment of truth, the moment in which Enforcer says his last words before he is exiled from Existence. Enforcer, I rebuke you for your brains, can I really say you are that stupid? Deep inside your head you must have formulated some type of devious plan. This plan was to create your own ALLIANCE with the strongest member you know. But you see the match isn't you and Messiah. This match is Enforcer and P-Nut. And Enforcer, one thing you don't know how to do well is work with others. See, CM Punk and I go way back. I respect this guy for his valiant attempt to beat me. And I know he intended to do the same to you. Only thins is he is going to get the job done. See Enforcer, the time has come to relieve your pain. You now have to face double the amount of pain, and live in shame for eternity to come. Enforcer this isn't your average beat down, this is going to be an Assault like never witnessed by man before. And you shall be the first to relive it. Show you choose to do other wise, you better consider social security, because your writing checks your ass can't cash. And Enforcer, let that be a PACT FACT to you because I would consider the odds before you play your cards. One wrong move, and YOU ARE FUCKED...

::: Impact stops as the Van Man begins to pull on his hair and yell as loud as he can  :::

VAN MAN: WE ARE FUCKED!!!!! WE ARE FUCKED BIG TIME!!!!!

IMPACT: Now onto my other opponent P-Nut. This guy has shit his way up into the Extreme Measures Federation. He's practically undefeated, and he's the television champ. P-Nut, you can boast with the title. Hell, you beat Jarred and I didn't. But that doesn't mean anything! Cause you see, the title isn't going to help you, it's not up for grabs. You see because if it was I could easily say that this would indeed be your final match. But, this is a tag match. And the only help you can depend on is Enforcer. See P-Nut, I don't consider you a rookie in the Extreme Measures Federation. I consider you my equal. And since you are my equal, you are my rival. And I ELIMINATE all my rivals. P-Nut this could be it all for me. I may be walking into a hell hole. I don't know what to expect. But the ironic part about this is that you are walking in there with me. Because your going to endure two beatings. You may have seen me fight before, you may have watched my matches, but the problem is, your dealing with a NEW CM Punk. He's been going to for a while and now you don't know WHAT to expect. See P-Nut, you shot up to the top like me, but you forgot to look around and see who's up there as well. P-Nut, I was a former Extreme Measures Federation Television Champion and Extreme Measures Federation Tag Team Champion. But I lost it all... Now I'm looking to totally redeem myself. P-Nut, the Ragin' Caucasian is about to go on a benevolent journey. P-Nut, I am giving you a task to complete. I want you to show me your best, because I will not settle for anything less. This may now be much to you P-Nut but it is to ME. And I will be damned if I am screwed. P-Nut, your chance of winning is limited. But your chance of survival is definite. In smallest terms, P-Nut your running on a risk factor here. Whether you win or lose, it doesn't matter because you won't even be able to talk about it. P-Nut, I will make sure a large fraction of your life is taken away. P-Nut, how can you call yourself that and still maintain your dignity. How can you live your life being known as P-Nut. It should make you feel scrawny, worthless and pathetic. So basically it fits your description perfectly. P-Nut, you talk to people, alerting them, warning them "Don't Make the Same Mistake Twice". P-Nut your first mistake was to book a match against CM Punk and I. And your second will be to show up at the arena this Saturday. P-Nut, the amount of damage a person can receive is never limited. Meaning I can do what I want, without any worry and all you can do is smile and watch. P-Nut be prepared for an IMPACT ASSAULT. And onsomble of attacks, left and right. Receiving bruises and bumps from every angle. And when you finally look up and see just how bad you have been beaten, the only words I want to hear from your mouth are "I made the SAME MISTAKE TWICE" And that mistake will be ignoring the Pact Facts. And P-Nut that will be your YOUR FINAL Mistake....

VAN MAN: Impact, you got to help me. I know you got a match and all. But I need your help afterwards. I'm involved in some serious shit that I don't think I can get myself out of now...

IMPACT: With those guys? Don't worry about it, I got your back 100%.

::: Van Man begins to explain the situation with the men in black with the sunglasses. The seen fades out as Van Man has a concerned look upon his face :::