Jim Ross: Welcome again, ladies and gentlemen, to another presentation of the Net World Order’s Thursday Night Overdrive! And what a show we have for you to tonight, following up the November Pay-Per-View, When Worlds Collide.

Jerry Lawler: And JR, what an event it was! First, we saw Bob Holly make an appearance after a long hiatus to help CEO Davis defeat Eric Bischoff. We saw the end to Maxx Payne’s United States Title reign, as the title went to Gene Simmons. Maxx definitely can’t be too happy about that.

Jim Ross: I’d bet my bottom dollar on that! But let’s not forget the mystery tag team match, as a returning Syzurz turned out to be The Baltimore Assassin’s tag team partner to win the gold.

Jerry Lawler: But my night was made when the Sting was shown the door, courtesy of the one and only Franchise in the Net World Order, Shane Douglas!

Jim Ross: King, I don’t know how you can take so much pleasure in such a thing. Sting will always be remembered as one of the Net World Order’s greats.

Jerry Lawler: But he still can never amount to the Franchise!

Jim Ross: I've just gotten word backstage that Michael Cole has managed to get a hold of Impure Authority. I don't doubt that they are mad as Hell over their tag team title loss at When Worlds Collide, and they'll definately have some interesting things to say. Let's go to the back with Cole.

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[The scene is at the Net World Order's head-quarter's, home to the second edition of the weekday morning NWO Broadcast, "Cole's Corner," hosted by non-other than the NWO's very own, Michael Cole. It's Thursday morning, 8 PM to be exact, when the show aires. The NWO logo flashes wildly as the camera focuses in on Michael Cole.]

[ ~ Michael Cole ~ ] - "As of last Sunday, the Net World Order, will never be the same again. Hello and welcome to the show everyone, I'm, as always, Michael Cole, bringing you the latest NWO/UWF information, live, on Cole's Corner. Today, I'll be discussing, and helping you all relive the week leading up to the PPV that was last Sunday, "When Worlds Collide." And what a pay-per-view it was folks, as a new Hardcore champion, The Rock, was crowned, as well as new Tag-Team champions. But the biggest prize of them all, the NWO/UWF Championship stayed with non other than the "Franchise" Shane Douglas, after an unbelievable, match of the year candidate, against the man we call, or should I say used to call, Sting. But, for a change, right now, I'd like to discuss, a title on the same equivalent to the World championship, but on the Tag-Team ! level, as new Tag-Team Champions were crowned."

[ ~ Michael Cole ~ ] - "For the past three months, we've had one, and only one Tag-Team champions. That of course being the tandem, of "The Corporate Insurance Policy" Triple X, and his mentor, The Lord of Darkness himself, The Undertaker. Impure Authority had been ripping apart it's opponents, one by one, until last week, when The Baltimore Assassin, made an unforgettable challenge to the champions. Signed by CEO Steve Davis, at "When Worlds Collide" it was Impure Authority, defending the titles, against the Baltimore Assassin, and a mystery partner. Even here at NWO Headquarters, no one knew who TBA would be bringing in to the Net World Order. Rumors were being spread of possibly "Hollywood" Hulk Hogan, or even "The Nature Boy" Ric Flair as possible partners. But then, as the music sounded at When Worlds Collide, the mystery man, this! huge question mark was removed, as Syzurz made his return to the Net World Order, as he and the Baltimore Assassin managed to do what no one else could in the last three months, and that of course, was defeat the champions, taking sole possession of the NWO Tag-Team Championship. It was a great match, that all came down to one fatal mistake by the legend himself, The Undertaker. It seemed Impure Authority had the upper hand, but to end the match, the Undertaker, accidentally hit his partner, Triple X with a chair, sealing the win for Syzurz and TBA. Now, only a few days removed from the chaos that was When Worlds Collide, I had the chance to talk with the former Champions. Let's take a look. Here's Triple X, and The Undertaker, the day after the Pay-Per-View, here at NWO HQ."

[The camera fades out, and into the previously recorded footage, of Michael Cole's interview with the now former Tag-team Champions, Impure Authority. Michael is wearing his usual washed out blue jeans, with his red NWO button down shirt, and his jet black hair slicked back. The camera moves to the right, revealing Triple X and The Undertaker. Triple X and the Undertaker, are both dressed in mostly black, almost from head to toe. Undertaker's long black trench coat covers any wounds suffered at the hands of Syzurz and TBA. Triple X on the other hand, has his ribs taped *which is visible from under his black Metallica shirt* and his head is taped up, after the chair shot to the head from his partner. Triple X reaches to the table in back of him, grabs his black New York Mets hat, and puts it on backwards, just escaping the touch of his dark bla! ck sunglasses.]

[ ~ Michael Cole ~ ] - "Last night, at When Worlds Collide, you two defended your titles against TBA and the returning Syzurz. Now, although unsuccessful, Triple X, as of now, this has been your best match as a member of the Net World Order, and Undertaker, this was quite a showing by you as well. Any thoughts on your turnout at When Worlds Collide?"

[ ~ The Undertaker ~ ] - "Michael Cole, before this goes any further, you need to open up your eyes and realize, that at When Worlds Collide, we, were not unsuccessful. Yes, we lost the Tag-Team Championship. But it wasn't about the titles Michael Cole. I couldn't care less about the Tag-Team title, or any other title. The carnage that was left at When Worlds Collide wasn't a product of losing or winning a title. The titles were just a piece of gold and cheap leather. A title, doesn't do what we did. This was pure, destruction. Chaos. Any synonym will do. Havoc was the theme of When Worlds Collide, and what we delivered, was just that. The impurity lives on Michael Cole. Never forget that."

[ ~ Triple X ~ ] - "That match, and the preceding proved, that no matter who won the titles, weather it be myself and the Phenom, or the Baltimore Assassin in Syzurz, we were the better team. Say what you want TBA, Syzurz. For the past three months, and for a long time to come, we've been making the NWO nothing more than a giant jigsaw puzzle. TBA, the pieces may not exactly fit right, but its to be expected. A man of your nature, can't possibly see where the pieces go. You can talk about how, or why the name is Triple X, you can talk about sexual preference, but the bottom line is, it only makes you look that much worse. The name game isn't something to proud of. We can all play that. From a toddler calling his friend stupid, up to the wild guests on a show like Jerry Springer, the fact of the matter, is I and everyone else can do it too. You can go on and say I'm gay. Fine. Because quite frankly Assassin, it doesn't make a difference. Either way the losers, were the w! inners. You two took the titles, granted, but as The Undertaker said, this wasn't about the titles. The carnage was a product of the Impurity. Of the darkness that is myself and The Phenom. You like to say how I and the Undertaker are gay. Well, good work TBA, Syzurz, because now, you two have the ability to brag that at When Worlds Collide, two gay guys flat out kicked your asses!"

[ ~ Michael Cole ~ ] - "Well, some people might disagree Taker, X. The buzz around the Net World Order is that Syzurz and TBA actually handed you the worse ass kicking of your careers."

[Undertaker lifts up Michael Cole by the collar of his shirt while Triple X speaks.]

[ ~ Triple X ~ ] - "Heh. You just don't learn do you Michael. Look at the file footage of When Worlds Collide. Watch it over and over again until you have the whole damn thing memorized, and then, come back here and tell us who got an ass kicking. You see Michael, the 'buzz' around the NWO doesn't mean a damn thing. The NWO as of late has just become a giant f*cking bee hive for the damn gossip columnists, but as of now, the shit stops here Michael. Starting with you. You want to relay the messages from the NWO buzz. Well, go ahead. Just prepare to deal with the consequences."

[Undertaker drops Michael Cole back to the ground. He fixes his collar, and breathes heavily. After several minutes, he returns to the interview.]

[ ~ Michael Cole ~ ] - "Uh, well, now, moving off the subject of When Worlds Collide, on Thursday night, on Overdrive, you two, will team up with TwYsT to battle the New Age Outlaws and Blade. Whats your feelings, on this Six-Man Tag-Team matchup?"

[ ~ Triple X ~ ] - "This is nothing knew for the two of us. Way back when, we were three of the top guys in another organization. And now the three remerge, in the Net World Order. An unholy union, of the original, and the new Impure Authority. To put it bluntly, the Outlaws and Blade have no chance. New Age Outlaws, Road Dogg, Badd Ass Billy Gunn, I don't know what you guys are thinking, but I hope it doesn't involve the word winning in it. Because come Overdrive, that little bubble, will have to burst. You see Road Dogg, you can go Juke 'n Jive, Shake-Rattle 'n Roll, Jitterbug, Tap-Dance, and Jump Jive and Wail, but it still won't do you any good. You may be the D-O-Double G, but tonight, the Dogg gets put back into its cage. You wanna know who let the dogg out? Unfortunately, I can't answer that, but I do know who's putting him back in, and your looking at him. Badd Ass Billy Gunn, Mr. Ass. I could go on and on about you. But, unlike our 'friend' the Baltimore Assass! in, I'll refrain from using any wise cracks about the name Mr. Ass. There's so many other flaws to point out, it greatly overshadows anything that anyone could ever say about the name. You and the Road Dogg may have been promised the first shot at the NWO Tag-Team titles, but don't get your hopes up. After Overdrive, you two might not have the strength, hell, the ability to go into the ring head to head for the titles. And you have us to thank. Degeneration X was, and never will be anything more than a band of worthless lives. "The Game" Triple H, X-Pac, you Road Dogg, you Badd Ass, and anyone else associated with the DX name, never has, and never will be anything more than worthless. So tonight, we're going to take it upon ourselves to start the destruction of DX, eliminated it's prized Tag-Team, The New Age Outlaws."

[ ~ The Undertaker ~ ] - "Blade, the name of a vampire hunter. His mother, being half vampire, half human, and his father, a full vampire. The product of this union, being Blade, a half vampire himself, but with the desire to eliminate all vampire and creatures of the night. Blade, the creatures of the night may come and go, but there has, and always will be one Undertaker. And come Overdrive, you will know my name as... the Lord... of Darkness. You see Blade, you're used to pushing around the forces of which I'm linked to. So before anything else, know, that no one tells the Undertaker what to do. There's only one person, and that's The Undertaker. You're techniques, your training, even your own lust for blood, is dwarfed, by that of my own. And on Thursday night, you, as well as your little partners the New Age Outlaws, will satisfy t! hat blood lust."

[ ~ Michael Cole ~ ] - "Undertaker, getting back on the subject of TwYsT and the original Impure Authority, how does it feel, knowing, that going into this match on Overdrive, you'll have not only one, but two other wrestlers knowing exactly what to do, and how to do it, when in the ring with the Phenom?"

[ ~ The Undertaker ~ ] - "TwYsT and I, were virtually unstoppable a while back. Things haven't changed. The spirit of The Undertaker lives on in the souls of all. The flame burning inside the hearts of all. TwYsT knows, and he knows well the destruction I'm capable of, and I know the same of him. The newest edition to the Impurity, Triple X, is yet to learn the true meaning of the word Impure, but come Thursday night, he'll have his chance, as the new and old, come together, with one common word... Impurity. And one common goal... DESTRUCTION."

[ ~ Triple X ~ ] - "This is the shot I'm sure TwYsT has been dreaming of. The chance of a lifetime, to reunite with the darkness that aided him in becoming what he is, TwYsTeD. Once the three of us step into the ring on Thursday night, Overdrive, will live up to its name. The New Age Outlaws, and Blade don't have time to prepare, and if they did, it wouldn't do any good. It would only make things easier. Preparation is not the key. I know it, TwYsT knows it, and The Undertaker, well, its self explanatory. Preparation only makes things tougher on yourself, knowing you've studied every move of your opponent, knowing them like the back of your hand, that come match time, your body and mind freeze. Your stunned, nearly paralyzed, leaving you completely vulnerable, and that's not something to toy around with, especially, with Impure Authority. Thursday night, the Authority will be present. And the Impurity... the Evil... is inevitable."

[The transmission cuts on the interview, and the scene shifts back to the studio with Michael Cole.]

[ ~ Michael Cole ~ ] - "A lot of things stated by the former champions, all of which, are mostly true. The Undertaker and Triple X did walk away the losers from When Worlds Collide, but where they really the losers so to speak? We'll have to wait and see. And as for Thursday Overdrive, as Impure Authority's past and present unite as one, against the Outlaws and Blade, it's safe to say it'll be a match, we won't soon forget. Until Overdrive everybody, thanks for watching, and I'll see you next time on Cole's Corner. And for everyone here at the Net World Order, staff and superstars, have a happy holiday season everyone!"

[The camera fades out from the set for Cole's Corner, and into some holiday greetings and wishes from some of the Net World Order superstars. After several superstars, the shows fades into the NWO logo, and then to black.]

[ ~ FADE TO BLACK ~ ]

Jim Ross: Wow, King. Impure Authority seems more than ready for Blade and the New Age Outlaws.

Jerry Lawler: Are you kidding, JR? There is no team alive that can handle those three men of DX! Impure Authority is going to wish they were never born!

Jim Ross: Now ladies and gentlemen, we do realize that there was supposed to be a Raven versus Nightblade match-up, however neither men showed up. I have been informed that if such an incident occurs again, both men will be fired without question.

Jerry Lawler: Not to mention, JR, that their match has now been moved back to Monday Night Anarchy. CEO Davis is really testing these new wrestlers and their loyalty!

Jim Ross: Well, with that behind us, we have a Hardcore Title defense by The Rock!

Lilian Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen, the next match is for the Net World Order Hardcore Championship. On his way to the ring, from Miami Beach, Florida, he is The Rock!

[The fans erupt as “The Rock Says” blares through the loudspeakers, welcoming the Net World Order’s new Hardcore Champion. Moments pass before The Rock enters the stage, with the title draped over his shoulder. He strides eagerly to the ring, giving the camera no expression save a single raised eyebrow. The Rock’s Hawaiian shirt flaps from the speed of his ring entrance, as he climbs to the top of one of the ring corners, holding the Hardcore title high in the air. The Rock closes his eyes and lifts his nose, clearly trying to smell something.]

Jim Ross: Can you believe the ovation for The Rock here tonight? And less than one week from winning the Hardcore Title, The Rock is ready for his first defense! By the looks of things, The Rock is definitely going to be a fighting champion as long as he has that Hardcore title, and I bet my bottom dollar on that.

Jerry Lawler: Say what you want, JR, but everybody knows that The Rock is not Hardcore Championship material. There is no way that Ruthless is going to let this opportunity pass him by, and I can assure you that by the time the night is over, he will be the three-time Hardcore Champion.

Lilian Garcia: And his opponent, he is a two-time Hardcore Title winner. He is the master of the Drive By, he is Ruthless!

[Ruthless’ music begins to play, and his NWO-tron video begins to play through its loop, but Ruthless still doesn’t appear on the stage.]

Jerry Lawler: What is this, JR? What happened to Ruthless? Where’s our match?

[Suddenly, the NWO-tron screen turns off from showing Ruthless’ entrance video, and begins to play some footage from the backstage area. The footage depicts Ruthless in his locker room, yelling in pain about something. Doctors are surrounding him, tending to his leg. Words fly from the scene, as doctors are in a frenzy. Through a wave of Ruthless swearing out some of the doctors, it is also heard that Ruthless is not cleared to wrestle after an injury sustained at the Pay-Per-View.]

Jerry Lawler: Do you see that, JR?? Ruthless got injured at the Pay-Per-View. Didn’t that fortuneteller predict that to him, though?

Jim Ross: Now I know never to doubt a fortuneteller. But The Rock seems a little disappointed in the ring. It seems that he really wanted to defend his Hardcore Title against Ruthless tonight.

[The Rock, climbs through the ropes, and exits the ring with a fowl look on his face. He climbs his way up the ramp, until he is stopped halfway by the sounds of shattering glass. With his music as his cue, Stone Cold Steve Austin dashes out from the back, and begins wailing away at The Rock with a flurry of punches. The Rock fights back as they begin taking their brawl down to ringside.

Suddenly, referees come down to ringside, trying to stop the impromptu match-up. The Rock and Steve Austin ditch the referees, though, as they begin taking their fight into the crowd. The crowd goes absolutely wild at this sight, until the legions of fans in the arena block any hope of seeing the end to their brawl.]

Jim Ross: Oh my God, King! Did you just see that? “Stone Cold” Steve Austin came flying down the stage like a bat out of Hell!

Jerry Lawler: Somebody had better contain those two, and lock them up for good! They have no business in the Net World Order, or any wrestling organization for that matter.

Jim Ross: Well, there’s no denying that this next six-man tag team match will be a blockbuster. The former Tag Team Champions, Impure Authority, will be teaming with the newcomer TwYsT to take on representatives of Degeneration-X: The New Age Outlaws and Blade. Let’s go to the action!

Lilian Garcia: This next match-up is set for one fall, and is a six-man tag team match—

[Suddenly, Lilian is cut off as the lights go out. The fans are in disarray, and begin to cheer, for they have no idea what is coming up next. Suddenly, an eye shoots up on the screen. The fans cheer, knowing full-well that this is the return of Maxx Payne, who hasn’t been seen since he lost his United States Title to Gene Simmons at When Worlds Collide. The screen wastes no time to immerse into the eye on the screen, popping into a new scene with a darkened background.

Maxx Payne is seen slightly in the darkness, with his head bowed down, looking at something in his hands. Recognizing that the camera is filming him, Maxx lifts his head slightly, and begins to speak to those watching.]

Maxx Payne: After four months, the entire ordeal is finally over. For a burden to be carried, weighing down your shoulders, your arm, or your waist, the United States Championship was never a goal worth accomplishing. Only now do I realize that fact. Don’t expect to find me bitter over losing the title, Simmons, because you have simply punished yourself in that victory on Sunday.

You see, I was never one to be bitter of my own mistakes. I was always the one who would bounce back from those very mistakes, and to climb higher than ever before. You see, I got an interesting call earlier today, from Gene Simmons’ former manager, Eric Bischoff. Having lost his shares of the company, he needed to find someone to give control to.

Some people believe in fate, or destiny. I, personally, find anybody who relies on such superficial things to be weak. I am one to take advantage of situations. In this situation, I had done just that. Simmons, after you had turned your back on Bischoff, he needed to trust his control in the company to someone who would make you pay the dearest price. Who better than the embittered former United States Champion?

Things don’t always work the way they’re supposed to, you see. I gladly took the shares of the Net World Order, but I’m not willing to take the United States Title away from you quite yet, Simmons. Mind you, though, at the snap of a finger, I can take that belt from you and vacate it for someone else to take. Though you would like to believe you caused me a world of pain, you are quick to forget that it’s the only feeling that I live for. You, on the other hand, I doubt that you could last half as long as I did with the United States Championship. You’re quick to talk, Simmons, but I get the sensation that you’ll hesitate when it comes time to act.

So let this be a lesson to you, Simmons, and to everybody in the Net World Order. Beware on who you turn your back to, because things always come back to haunt you. Isn’t that right, Eric?

[The camera moves downwards to see Eric unconscious at Maxx Payne’s feet, with an unusual break in his neck. Laying in a tiny puddle of blood trickling from his mouth, Eric Bischoff is completely unmoving.]

Maxx Payne: So from now on, to the people of the Net World Order… including the men who were supposed to participate in the six-man tag match tonight, keep in mind the fact that I own you now… which is one of the reasons that I have decided to throw out your bout tonight.

[As Maxx Payne begins to laugh, the screen fades to a black, and the lights turn back on. Even as the scene disappears completely, Maxx Payne’s cackle can be heard echoing throughout the arena.]

Jim Ross: Oh my God! Did you here that, King? Maxx Payne is the one who gets Eric Bischoff’s part of the Net World Order. Without a doubt, things are about to change here in the NWO!

Jerry Lawler: Sure, Maxx Payne managed to gain some control of the company, but did you see what he did to Eric Bischoff? Payne is a lunatic! He just loves to see people get hurt… it’s sickening!

Jim Ross: That’s true, King. That affection of broken necks that Maxx has is going to get him in trouble one day. Fans, coming up next is the battle between former World Champion, Triple H, against one half of the Net World Order tag team champions, Syzurz! We’ll be right back after this!

Jim Ross: Well, we’re back, King, and what a match we have p ahead of us. The returning Syzurz will square off against Triple H!

Jerry Lawler: YEAH!! I hope Syzurz brings down Lola!! She's a hottie!!

Jim Ross: King, come on. She’s a pregnant woman!

Jerry Lawler: Yeah, what about that? Who is the father of that baby?

Jim Ross: You’re guess is as good as mine, King.

[As the Ross utters that statement, the music of the old LWO plays over the arena. The lights flicker a bit, but we can still see Syzurz, with the familiar black and white mask, carrying his tag title belt.]