First, darkness. Then, the lights suddenly whir to life. Two announcers are sitting at a table, which has been moved to the right side of the ramp. The electricity can be felt in the air. Slowly, the rumbling begins, increasing with each passing minute. Then, sparks and streams of gold, blue, red, and white shoot into the sky and vanish. The Offspring's "The Kids Aren't Alright" blares throughout the arena. That's when reality hits, and you realize you're watching one of the greates shows in the world. This is the birth of the CWA.

JR: Hello ladies and gentalmen, I'm Jim Ross, alongside my broadcast partner Jerry "The King" Lawler, and welcome to the debut of the CWA Monday Night War!

King: I've got a feeling this is gonna be one wild night JR.

Suddenly, the announcers are interrupted by Rob Zombie's "Feel So Numb", and the apperance of a red-haired man wearing sunglasses, a black suit, and carrying a microphone.

Juria: Ladies, Gentalmen, both right here in New York City's Madsion Square Garden *pauses while the fans cheer*, and to those watching at home, welcome to the CWA!

The crowd erupts into a massive cheer.

Juria: Tonight, you are going to see some of the most unique, and at times unusual, wrestlers of all time. You see, what I have managed to do is go out into the world of animation stars, find, hire, and train the best around, and bring them here, to perfom for all for all of you. *Waits for the cheers to die down.* Tonight, you are going to see such individuals such as Inuyasha and Sesshomaru defend their tag titles against the team of Koga and the homocidal, suicidal, genocidal Sabu. You're going to see a three-way dance between Emily, Mariah, and Kagome to determine the number 1 contender for the CWA women's title. You're gonna see...

Suddenly, the arena goes quiet, and Ramstein's "Du Hast" blares through the arena. Juria has a sudden serious look on his face. After a few seconds, a boy with dark-blue hair, and dressed all in black appears on the ramp, a smirk on his face.

JR: A I think business is about to pick up, because here comes the man who will challange Raymond Kon later tonight for a shot at the CWA world title, Kai Hiwatari.

King: And look at the smirk on his face, he seems to be full of himself.

Kai: *Turns to Juria.* So, this is New York City? *He smirks slightly when the fans cheer.* Well, I gotta be honest, this place is a pile of crap! *He rolls his eyes when the fans boo.* I mean, think about it, your sports teams can't win at anything, *boo* your women are so ugly they make those pig-f*&kers in Oklahoma look good. *Louder boos.*

JR: What the hell is he talking about?

King: Come on JR, isn't that a pass-time in Oklahoma.

Kai: *Chuckles* I mean hell, you people can't even make a good set of towers. *The crowd goes silent, then slowly, the "asshole" chants begin.* Well, I maybe an asshole, but unlike all of you, at least my life is going some where. Face it, you're looking at your new CWA world champion!

Then, Kai stands straight, clicks his heels, and raises his right arm in a diagional fist. He turns to walk away, but is suddenly stopped with a hand on his shoulder.

Juria: Um, and just who in the hell do you think you are? How dare you interrupt me! I am the CEO of this company, dammit! *the crowd cheers* Just for that, just for interruppting me, your match against Ray tonight, is officially no-holds barred!

The crowd erupts into a volley of cheers.

JR: Oh hell yeah!

King: It looks like the CEO isn't taking any crap from Kai.

Juria walks by Kai, and the two trade glares, then Juria walks off to the back.