SUBMITS!!!! PILLMAN SUBMITS!!!! The Hitman releases the Sharpshooter and Pillman crawls across the mat toward an angry Stone Cold. The Hitman raises his arms up to the fans! Neidhart comes in and slaps his hand. Roxanne applauds at ringside!

Winners, by submission: The Hart Foundation

Bret takes the mic:

Bret: There that is two more empire members down for the count, and I proved I am a man of my word, and took Austin down for Mr. Perfect. Now bring on the rest of them, Rotundo, Power and Glory, who I may not have to worry about if Derrick Stardom takes care of them, and anyone else you have hiding in the wings. Bring them on, I will eliminate each of you.

Anvil: HAHAHAHA!!! YES YES YES!!! PILLMAN you LOST you little snake, but if you want a rematch against just me, well I will be sure to leave an open contract for you. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! BRING IT ON!

Austin and Pillman storm out, cursing at the fans as the Hart Foundation's music plays! Roxanne rolls into the ring and gives them both high-fives!! The fans are cheering LOUDLY for the Hart Foundation! The lights drop down... pink heart spotlights zip across the sea of fans... and FIREWORKS then start erupting overhead!!!

Jesse: Well I am sorry I cannot stay. But my contract does not give me complete play by play ringside announcing rights. Maybe when renegotiations come up, the Tower will realize that I can do a better job than you (he wacks, open handed, the Publician) and I'll be out here, telling it like it is.

JR: Well, Jesse... we ALL look forward to that! Thanks for joining us!

A Chicago back alley. There are garbage cans pilled up along the sidees of grafiti strewn buildings. There is no wind and a light drizzle is falling.

Doc: Hello there folks and I have be told that if I came here I would get an interview with a new tag team entering the WWF. The one who has been putting out promotional comercials for themselves on RAW showings.

All of a sudden fog starts billowing into the alley, from both sides, surrounding Doc. A cat is heard screaching, as the tromp of heavy boots. From out of the fog on either side of Doc step two large men. Each man easily weighing over 300 pounds. They are wearing black leather clothing, vests, gauntlets, chaps face masks and boots. Every bit of leather has small sharp metal studs covering it.

Doc: (obviously a bit afraid) uhhhh, thank you guys for allowing me the privilige of being the first to interview you, if you do not mind a few question (both men simply stand with their arms folded looking at Doc) Okay then, first off what are your names and what is your team name?

Axe: My name is Axe, and my partner's name is Smash. Together we are

Both men: DEMOLITION!

Doc: Ah I see. I get it, the wrecking yard, and all that. Demolition, I have heard of you. Weren't you in the WWF a few years ago? As I recall your record then was far from shining.

Smash (moving closer to Doc) : Yes we were here in the WWF a few years ago, back when we were just starting out as a tag team. But now we have years of experience under our belts, and have become bigger and meaner than we were before. This time nothing can stop us now.

Doc: okay I can see that, uh now that you have introduced yourselves do you have anything else you want to say? Although you have said quite a lot already.

Axe: Doc, we can say what ever we want whenever we want. And we will. The WWF has grown weak, stables fighting stables. Men fighting men, but nothing ever comes of it. The members of the WWF are afraid of being hurt so they join a stable. The stables are afraid for themselves so they try to be diplomatic and subtle. WELL We are not afraid of anything or anybody, and we have never been accused of being diplomatic or subtle. Our M.O. is simply to DESTROY people.

Smash: And that means any and all tag teams in the WWF. We have an open contract for anyone. Step in the ring with us, anybody, and prepare to be DEMOLISHED COMPLETLY!

Both men then take off their face masks and under them their faces are painted white with lines and areas of red black and blue. They then headbutt each other and walk away laughing. The fog receeds with them.

Doc: And there you have it, a new force in the WWF Demolition. (Under his breath) What is with these asignments, why can't I get a nice normal person, no I get Vader, The Anvil, or Demolition. sheesh.

The camera shuts his complaints off.