Say goodbai to the past.

The camera pans across a wall. We see the MWA Championship, Legends Championship, Pure Wrestling Championship and lastly the MWA-EWE Tag Team Championships hanging down from belt holders drilled into the wall. Chris Jericho and Single H walk up to the Tag Titles and take one each, they leave the locker room and the camera fades to ringside.



The crowd cheer as Y1J come out of the curtain and walk out onto the ramp. They are dressed in street clothes. They hold up their titles and begin to make their way down to the ring, they are both handed microphones when in the ring and the crowd quieten down in order to hear what they have to say.

SINGLE H
Hello ladies and gentlemen, my name is Single H and this is Chris Jericho. Together.... We are Y...1...J!

The crowd laugh at this, Jericho smirks too.

SINGLE H
And we are your MWA-EWE Tag Team Champions. These belts were won by me back in the days of EWE. They're prestigious titles, that much is certain... But this company is Modern Wrestling Association. Here everything should be new and fresh, therefore these old EWE belts, as much as they are vintage... Have to say goodbye.

The crowd boo as Jericho and Single H hold up the classic EWE Tag Titles in the air, belts that have been with the company since it's birth.

SINGLE H
WOAH WOAH WOAH, CALM DOWN ALREADY. These belts will still be displayed profoundly in our locker room, they're not becoming obsolete, there is too much history connected to them. But for MWA, for defence and for active championships, we need something original to MWA. MWA has never been second to EWE at anything, and this new company sure as hell shouldn't use an old belt from it's past, that just doesn't happen. So Jericho, if you would, please place the belt in this coffin.

They both look extremely glum as Single H pulls out a small coffin from his jacket and places it on the ground. Jericho puts the EWE Tag Team Championship inside, followed by H.

CHRIS JERICHO
Bring out the priest.



A guy in white robes strides onto stage. He is wearing shades and starts dancing on the stage. He dances his way down to the ring and climbs in, he looks down at the coffin and grabs a mic. The music dies down as the fans laugh in confusion.

PRIEST JAGGER
COME IN BRUDDAS AND SISTAS JOIN ME. GET REDDEH TO RECIEVE THE HEALIN', READY TO RECIEVE DUH LIGHT!

The priest gets down on his hands and knees and strokes the coffin softly.

PRIEST JAGGER
OUR LORD IN ALL MIGHTY HEAVEN, OUR LORD OH SO GODLY, TAKE THESE CHAMPIONSHIP BELTS WITH OPEN ARMS, TAKE THEM TO THE HOLY LAND UP IN THE CLOUDS TO LIVE WITH YOU IN A WORLD OF ETERNAL HAPPINESS AND PEACE, TAKE EM, TAKE EM, TAKE EM, DO IT FAGGOT, TAKE EM!

The priest begins to kiss the coffin, and when I say 'Kiss' I mean full on French Kiss it. Jericho actually has to prize him off and point for him to leave. The priest hugs Jericho and then break dances his way backstage. Y1J stand in the ring for a while before Jericho looks up at him with a 'What the hell' look upon his face.

CHRIS JERICHO
What in smurf was that?! Where did you find that guy Single H? WHERE?

SINGLE H
It doesn't matter, what matters is the EWE Tag Team Championships have been given a proper funeral and we can now reveal the new generation of MWA Tag Team gold.

H grabs a bag from ringside, he holds it up and then pulls out a pair of brand new, shiny as hell golden belts. They are huge and have bolded, embossed MWA letters across the front. Jericho actually jumps at how good they look and Single H nods his head like the most epic person in the history of mankind. Single H hands one of the belts firmly to Jericho. They get on opposite turnbuckles and hold up the belts high for all the world to see.