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Backstage inside of the Georgia Dome where WWS' first PPV event has just ended, and Jason Randall the now former PWF Heavyweight Champion sits in the locker room alone. Still in his ring gear, which consists of a white tank top, jeans, and black boots. He also wears the wounds of the 60 minute war he just had with Cyrus Riddle, and the aftermath that followed the match when his former tag team partner cashed in on him taking away his PWF Championship. He sits there silently with his thoughts as he looks down at the floor when his phone notifies him of an incoming text message, which breaks his thoughts so he looks over to his phone and sees a message from an unknown number that reads:

I'm in town and would like to meet up and catch up on old times

Jason looks at the message confused because he doesn't know who this is, but they obviously know him.

Is it a trap?

He wonders to himself before shrugging and responds to the message. He then cleans up a bit, throws on an official Jason Randall t-shirt found on WWS.com along with his leather jacket and heads out of the locker room.

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Later on that night Jason arrives at a dive bar where he and this mysterious person that wants to meet up, have agreed upon. He takes a seat at the bar and asks the bartender for a beer.

RANDALL: Keep it on my tab

???: You always were predictable

Jason turns around to find a familiar face staring back at him behind a pair of thin, black framed glasses and brightly colored hair.

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He smiles at her and she just laughs.

RANDALL: How are you Penny? What brings you around here? Like the new look you've got going on.

Penny smiles back.

PENNY: Thank you, I appreciate that. I've been doing well, just been lying low for a bit but I got that itch to come back to wrestling and I had a meetup with WWS and I figured you'd be here for the event tonight.

RANDALL: That is the one itch that'll never go away no matter many times you try to scratch it.

PENNY: Ain't that the truth

RANDALL: So you're really thinking about getting back in the business?

The bartender comes up and asks Penny if she wants anything and says she'll take a Coke and Jason has the guy put it on his tab.

PENNY: Thanks for that, you didn't have to.

RANDALL: I know, but I wanted to

Penny blushes a little.

RANDALL: Seriously though, you sure you want to go through with all of this again?

PENNY: Yeah, I've been giving it a lot of thought and it's just something I want to do because it's the only thing that I've ever been good at it to be honest.

RANDALL: Don't sell yourself short.

PENNY: It's true though. I mean you say the same thing about yourself and here you are, main eventing their premier event and getting screwed over in the end, sorry about that by the way.

Jason shrugs it off.

RANDALL: It's just the way the cookie crumbles in this industry, I would have rather lost it to Jake than to that chump Cyrus Riddle. Seems as though it won't be the last I see of Jake because the next event in Tampa I'll be teaming up with him to take on Steve Sanders and Alex Scott.

PENNY: Just like old times, think you can trust Jake?

RANDALL: Honestly, I don't know. I've known the guy for years and he goes and pulls a stunt like that. To be fair I expected it, and in the moment I wanted him to just get it over with and put me out of my misery, but looking back now it does sting a bit. Again though, it's just the way the cookie crumbles.

He finishes up his beer and asks for another one.

RANDALL: Listen, I'm sorry for how things ended with us.I just wasn't in the right frame of mind...

PENNY: Don't worry about it. Things happen and it was the best for both of us, but I'm glad that we can still be friends

Jason simply nods in agreement.

RANDALL: Listen, uh, you going to be in Tampa?

PENNY: Maybe, maybe not. We'll just have to see about that.

She smiles and the two continue to talk into the night.

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Several days later in the Amalie arena in Tampa, Florida where Octane will be taking place. Jason Randall is standing by with interviewer Bryce Montgomery.

MONTGOMERY: Good evening fans, I'm here with the former PWF Heavyweight Champion and the man that will be teaming up with the current champion, Jason Randall.

RANDALL: Thanks Bert

MONTGOMERY: It's Bryce

RANDALL: It's not really important

Bryce shrugs it off and continues.

MONTGOMERY: Jason, tonight you'll be teaming up with your former tag team partner and current world champion Jake Wakefield as you two will take on Steve Sanders and Alex Scott. The question on everyone's minds, can you trust Jake? Will you two be on the same page?

RANDALL: Listen Bert, you're right about one thing, it is the question on everyone's minds if I can trust him. It's all I have been hearing lately and I'm going to give the same answer that I have telling everyone else. Honestly, I don't know if I can trust him or not but at the end of the day he is still my friend and friends have their differences, and hopefully tonight he's willing to put any differences aside and not make it personal because we have two egotistical jackasses that need an ass kicking.

MONTGOMERY: You would be speaking about Steve Sanders and Alex Scott.

RANDALL: I would be speaking about them because those are the only two guys I know that have egos so big they can fill up this entire arena together. Let me start off by asking you a question, Bryce is it?

Bryce tries to answer but is cut off.

RANDALL: Never mind it doesn't matter. What I was going to ask was can Steven and Alexander trust each other tonight? I mean they did just beat the hell out of each other at Unwritten, and then suddenly they're on the same page? Something just doesn't add up, but regardless they both deserve to have their asses handed to them on a silver platter and I'll be more than happy to oblige.

Jason looks into the camera.

RANDALL: Steven, you don't mind being called Steven do you? You like to talk don't you? I mean that's all you ever do is run that big yap of yours. To be fair you have been able to back it up thus far, but lately I haven't heard a peep from you. What's the matter Steven, cat got your tongue? Run out of corny jokes to make at my expense? It doesn't matter because I'll beat your ass so bad that you'll tuck your tail into between your legs and take your ball home just like you always do when things get too tough.

Bryce looks surprised at this as Jason continues.

RANDALL: As for you Alexander, well unlike Steven I do have a small amount of respect for you so I'll keep it short, ha ha get it? Because you're short! Anyways, I may respect you but I'll beat the living piss out of you and Steven tonight! Jake, like I said, put that personal shit aside and let's do what we did to the PWF tag team division and dominate these two chumps! Playtime is over boys and your asses are next!

With that Jason walks off leaving Bryce as the scene ends.​