::Vince McMahon::

Yes. Yes,I know Stephanie. I realise that you want to come back and work with me,but I just don't have the space for you right now in the Women's division. No,there's no executive positions open either,I'm sorry. I know that you're my daughter and I'll call you as soon as I find a place for you.

[A knock at the door interrupts Mr. McMahon's conversation as he looks up annoyed at the door and tries to get off the phone with Stepanie.]

::Vince McMahon::

Look,Steph,I've got someone at the door. I really need to get off the phone and see what's going on. Yes,I promise that I'll call you. Bye.

[Mr. McMahon folds up his phone and gets out of his leather chair. He makes his way towards the door to his office with an annoyed look on his face. He opens the door and his face expression changes to a smile out of joy.]

::Vince McMahon::

Well,by God. I thought that we weren't going to see you around here for a while.

[The camera pans out and gets behind Mr. McMahon to show the Undertaker standing in the doorway with his black trench coat on and bandana wrapped across his forehead. The crowd can be heard cheering in the background as Taker breaks into a small smile.]

::Vince McMahon::

I'm sure the roster doesn't feel the same way,but I can tell the fans are glad to have you back Undertaker.

<*>The Undertaker<*>

Whoa,wait a minute here Vince. What'd you just say? The fans are glad to have me back? Vince, if anybody knows me as good as I know myself it's you. You should realise that I could give a rats ass what the fans like about me or hate about me. And I know what you're thinking. You're thinking that the last time I was here with Jos Payne next to me I was fighting on the side of the fans. Hell no. I don't like the fans. Plain and simple. It was Josh Payne that decided to make me into a good guy. He took it upon himself to try and make me soft. Then,as soon as I'm out with an injury he's fighting alongside with some other jackass at Summer Glory. And I couldn't be any happier. Now,I can pay the bastard back for costing me my FWW Hardcore Title. Plus,a little ass whooping for the hell of it never hurt either.

[Undertaker breaks out into a smile again after he finsishes his conversation with Mr. McMahon. He then leaves and walks down the hall as we see Vince with a surprised expression on his face. We then fade out to a commercial.]

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[We come back from the commercial break about fifteen minutes into the Thursday night edition of FWW Smackdown. We then look out into the crowd seeing the fans holding up their signs and cheering. We then hear Jim Ross and Jerry "The King" Lawler who are sitting at ringside and calling the action for the night.]

>>Jim Ross<<

Folks,so far we're having a great night of action on Smackdown and one of the things that I'm excited about on the card is the return to the ring of The Undertaker.

<>The King<>

J.R.,I haven't seen The Undertaker in the ring for a little under a month due to a biceps injury. But I have been informed that The Undertaker is coming back bigger,better,and badder.

[J.R. and The King finish their conversation as the words Deadman Walking are heard over the arena's loudspeakers and The Undertaker's Big Evil entrance theme begins to blare throughout the arena. There is a mixed reaction from the sold out crowd.]

<>The King<>

Well,J.R.,speak of the Devil. Literally.

>>Jim Ross<<

King,as much as I hate to admit it,The Undertaker is probably going to be one of the biggest legends of our sport in a matter of years. He handed out trips to the wood shed every night in the WWE,and now he's in the FWW doing the same damned thing.

[The entrance curtain pulls back as The Undertaker rides out onto the stage atop his vintage Harley Davidson motorcycle. He is wearing his "Big Evil Red Devil" t-shirt,blue bandana across his forehead,and black ring pants that say Big Evil on the side. He stops on the top of the stage and hits his chest with his fist a couple times before rolling down the ramp to the ring. Howard Finkel then enters the ring to make the ring announcements.]

{}Howard Finkel{}

Ladies and gentlemen,please welcome down to the ring from Death Valley,The Undertaker!!

>>Jim Ross<<

King,this man may be a great wrestler,but he is a crappy human being. I mean,he enjoys throwing people off the tops of steel cages,powerbombing people straight to hell,throwing them through tables,and most of all making them famous,as he calls it.

<>The King<>

I don't know what you're talking about J.R. When it comes to this sport,it's more about surviving than it is having people like you. When you're Undertaker,you deserve respect. And the only way to get it sometimes is to beat it into people.

>>Jim Ross<<

Maybe that's the way you'd wrestle. I'm completely different.

[By this time,The Undertaker has scaled the entrance ramp and circled around the ring. He revs up his Harley one last time before shutting it down and starting to climb up the steel ring steps. He climbs through the ropes and stands in the middle of the ring with his arms raised into the air. Some fans continue to cheer while others start to boo as the music continues to play on the speakers. He then walks over to Howard Finkel and chases him out of the ring. He starts laughing somewhat and picks up the microphone Howard dropped. He makes the motion across his throat to cut the music as it dies down and all that can be heard is the crowd. He then raises the microphone up to his mouth and starts to address the crowd.]

<*>The Undertaker<*>

You know something,some people take all that they can take before going off the deep end. And I for one,have reached that limit. Let me take you back a little bit over a month ago. I defended the Hardcore Title,my Hardcore Title,against every single so called wrestler that stepped foot into the ring with me. I kicked ass and took names on a nightly basis and kept that Hardcore Championship around my waist every time I stepped in here. But then,a small conspiracy started to peek out it's ugly head. Every night,I would beat some of the so called elite that Fantasy World Wrestling had to offer. I beat the hell out of guys like Harpinder,The Rock,Rob Van Dam,Rhyno,Vampiro,The Hurricane. Some of the so called best performers that the wrestling world had to offer. I beat all those guys. And after I came out on top qith a victory,they would go on and fight in the bigger name matches. Main events,more prestigous titles. After I beat their faces in! Everybody in the back knows and everybody out here watching the show knows that it should have been me going after the Intercontinental Championship and the FWW Championship. I sat back and watched all this happen. Just like a lowly ass kisser,I sat there and watched thinking that I would eventually get a shot at greatness in the FWW. Then,just when I was about to make my big splash,I had to get injured. Just as I was about to leap and soar past everyone else to touch the top of the mountain,I got hurt. And I blame it all on one man,and it sure as hell isn't me. I blame it on Josh Payne.

<*>The Undertaker<*>

Payne,when I fought The X and lost the Hardcore Championship,you had cracked me in the skull with the Television Championship belt. That you lost by the way. And because of that concussion you caused me,I've been out of action for nearly a month. But now Payne,your worst nightmare has come true. The Deadman's back in the yard and there's a big assed target painted right on your chest son. Payne,I'd pay attention to Smackdown later tonight when I take care of business. Tonight,I take on that ECW jackass,Justin Credible with Rhyno in his corner. Credible,I almost feel sorry for you. Although the keyword is almost,I do feel some remorse for what I'm going to have to do when I step through these ropes tonight. Cause,just like Hurricane,Vampiro,and son enough,Josh Payne felt,you are going to get a big dose of that tonight Justin. And yeah I realise that the numbers are in your favor and you've got your little butt buddy Rhyno with you,but it simply doesn't matter. Plain and simple. It doesn't matter. Cause,Justin,when Big Evil wants to make another big splash somewhere,people tend to get hurt. And the numbers game never tips the scales into anybody's favor except my own. Credible,you can look at guys who found out just what happens when I want to make an impression. Shawn Michaels,Mick Foley they both found out. And I'm gonna make sure that you feel it tonight. You have the unlucky task of being an example to the rest of the FWW roster. And when you step into the Yard with The Deadman,you will not be able to walk out.

[The Big Evil theme hits once again as The Undertaker steps over the top rope and gets to the outside of the ring. He then starts up his Harley and roars up the ramp. He goes backstage to prepare for tonight's match as the show cuts to another commercial.]

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