**The theme of The Union plays as Akira Wyld stomps out to the ring with an angry look on his face. He is followed by a sour-looking Nick Spoils. Flanking Spoils are Gehenna and Nakamura. Wyld rolls into the ring and impatiently motions for a microphone. The other three men enter the ring and huddle in a corner talking among themselves. Akira doesn’t notice the conversation as he paces back and forth, microphone in hand. After a moment, Akira raises the mic to speak.**

AKIRA: “Alright… I’ve got something to say that’s long overdue. For the past several months, The Union accomplished every goal it set out to accomplish. We made a loud and proud statement to the PWA locker room and to the world. We showed everybody that the six of us were the best in the business at what we did. In two glorious seasons, the members of The Union celebrated two PWA Tag-Team Title reigns, an NWC World Championship victory… AND came within a hare’s breath of taking over this entire damn organization.”

**Akira nods at Nick Spoils, who folds his arms and nods back a cautious affirmative.**

AKIRA: “We accomplished amazing things in PWA… and we did it all as a TEAM. United, the six of us were unbeatable. But… something happened this season. Something within The Union… changed. Tonight, on a night when we SHOULD have been focused on helping Brawler Beckett secure the PWA Light Heavyweight Title… we’re a mess. Instead of formulating and executing a plan as a team, we’re bickering and fighting amongst ourselves. Earlier tonight, Derrick Arzon managed to get Brawler Beckett banned from the building. Then moments ago, Spencer Watts got the drop on us and attacked Nick Spoils in our own locker room. None of this would have happened if we were the well oiled machine we were last season. We are off our game Nick… and it’s time we faced what’s causing it all.”

**Akira walks over to Nick Spoils and stares at him hard for several seconds.**

AKIRA: “It’s ME Nick.”

**Spoils raises an eyebrow at Wyld. Akira nods and looks around at the crowd.**

AKIRA: “I’m man enough to admit it. I let my war with Damion Black go to my head. Last season, I gambled our fortunes with the NWC World Title and it didn’t pay off. And ever since then, I HAVE been reckless. I’ve been desperate. And it’s driven a wedge in the greatest faction in the world. If I’d talked it through with you from the beginning, we wouldn’t be here now like this. But… I’m out here here in front of the world to tell you this all ends right now. No more distractions. No more egos. Nick… you are the greatest manager this business has ever seen. Together there’s nothing we can’t do. And I swear on my career that with the two of us on the same page, The Union will be stronger and more effective than ever.

**Akira puts out his hand to Nick Spoils… who looks at it suspiciously. After a moment he grasps it with his own.**

SPOILS: “You know Akira… you surprise me. Just when I think I have you figured out, you go and do something like this. It takes a man to admit when he’s made a mistake. And what you’re saying… makes a lot of sense.”

**Spoils shakes Akira’s hand. Akira nods at Spoils, and is suddenly blindsided by a face full of blinding green mist from Nakamura! Akira claws at his eyes frantically and stumbles away from Spoils… only to be superkicked out of his boots by Gehenna. Akira hits the mat hard and Gehenna poses over him dramatically. He turns to Nick Spoils who stares down at Akira with a dead-eyed expression.**

SPOILS: “When you’re right, you’re right Akira. This… IS all your fault. I can accept taking a gamble with our titles. I can respect going all in to get what you want. But this weak, hat-in-hand gesture of humility? That, my boy, is where I draw the line. You had ONE thing going for you Akira. And that was your GUTS. You were willing to do anything it took to take what you want. But ever since your pathetic family showed up in PWA… you’ve gone soft. I don’t know what you were hoping to prove with this high-road attitude you’ve been putting on lately, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to be party to it anymore. Take him apart Gehenna.”

***Gehenna nods enthusiastically and drags Wyld to his feet. He runs him head-first into the middle turnbuckle, causing him to crumple rudely into the corner. With a hand on the ropes for stability, he begins stomping Akira hard in the corner over and over again. Spoils takes off his belt and slaps it in his hand a couple of times for dramatic effect. Gehenna and Nakamura drag Wyld to his feet and hold him by the shoulders. Spoils sneers at Wyld and whips him hard three times with his belt about the head and shoulders. He gestures to Gehenna, who makes a throat slashing gesture with his thumb. With a hard snap he cinches Wyld in a headlock and drives him into the mat with a DDT. The three men pose over the fallen Wyld. At the entrance ramp, Damion Black steps out with a troubled look on his face. He shakes his head in quiet dismay and gestures to the back. A half-dozen security guards file out and make their way to the ring. Seeing the approaching guards, Spoils smiles and nods to his boys. The three men roll out of the ring and make their way down the ramp past the approaching guards. Black looks toward the fallen Akira Wyld in the ring and sighs as a group of trainers enter the ring. The trainers gingerly lift Akira to his feet and support him as he leaves the ring and head to the back.***