The scene opens backstage with the camera on a pissed off Sean Lawrece, dressed in his normal wrestling attire and a Death Is Certain t-shirt. He seems agitated, pacing back and forth. Strangely Martli is know where to be seen. A reporter comes into scene and apporaches the Assassin...
Reporter: Ex-excuse me Mr. Lawrence...
The Assassin pays no attention and continues pacing...
Reporter: Mr Lawrence...Sean...Ass...
Assassin: Yeh man I can here you...how the hell did you get in here anyway, that doors meant to be locked, oh thats right, you're an Australian, you're used to commiting crime, its in your nature...
Crowd boos...
Assassin: And before you get to asking any of your measly questions, I have a few things to say. Last week, on Turmoil, you witnessed on of the most cowardly acts in the history of this business, in the form of you're Australian heroes, Trent Bowman and Big Pete, turning down our request for a tag team Ladder Match...
Crowd boos...
Assassin: So, as usual, we were thrust into a match where we could be cheated out of victory, and as usual, you underarm Australians cheated and notched up another victory...
Crowd boos...
Assassin: By god, in overseas promotions there are spectacles, show cases and wrestling super events, but not in the LUF, oh no. We have the same match, week in, week out. Tag team between Death Is Certain and those Dingo fiddlers. Well, Im sick of it, and I bet you fans are too.
Crowd cheers...
Assassin: Thats why tonight, you Australian pricks, it will be Death Is Certain and Big Pete and Trent Bowman...in a TAG TEAM TABLES match!
Crowd erupts...
Assassin: And try as you might to weasel out of it, because I've already spoken to Mark Read, and its official. The Tables match will go ahead. You will have the shit beaten out of you punks, and this time, there aint gonna be no Salary Cap scandal...no, because the winning team will be the one which successfully puts its opponents through a table each, and guess what, if we win, Martli gets his shot at The Australian championship, and if we dont, well you'll never here of us again.
Crowd pops...
Assassin: Oh and Pete, dont think you're escaping to easily. Because at the next pay per view, it will be an "I Quit" match between yourself and the Assassin.
Crowd explodes...
Assassin: So, Pete, I suggest you get ready for tonight's match, hehe. two words fellas...GOT WOOD?
Crowd explodes as the camera fades out...