An hour after the heinous acts of Rebecca, Brandon stirred from unconsciousness and slowly made his way to his sofa in the room. He checked himself over piece by piece taking into account his injuries he already sustained at the hands of Will. He was lucky he hadn't sustained anything else. Relieved, he sat himself straight up on the black sofa trying to recollect his thoughts on what had happened earlier. He then noticed a picture framed of him and Rebecca taken at the beach. Rage soon flowed through his body like a raging fire as he picked up the picture frame and slammed it on the floor of his room shattering it into a million pieces. The message was clear, an era of friendship was over.

A few weeks later, Brandon's injuries were healed enough to start rehab which he went to two times a week. After his session he received a call from a number he didn't recognize. Hesitantly, he answered the phone.

Brandon: Hello?

Will: Well... Well... Well...

Brandon: Will!

Will: Yep, that's right, it's me, and I have a question for ya. How does it feel...

Brandon: How does what feel?

Will: How does it feel to know that no-one is on your side anymore... that no-one cares about you anymore. Hell, not even your best friend cares about you anymore.

Brandon: You Son of  A... THAT WAS YOUR DOING!!!

Will laughed maniacally.

Will: Yep! You should've seen your face when she super-kicked you. Haha! Priceless!

Brandon: Just you wait until I get my hands on you!

Will: What're you gonna do Huh!? Oh wait, you can't do anything because I f***ed you up before, she finished the job, and if you ever step up to me a second time, I'll do it again! See you soon amigo...

The called ended

Brandon's blood boiled over and he nearly broke out in a rampage, but to protect his public image he calmed down and went home.

Time-skip (6 months later)

It was a dark Tuesday for the superstars of Smackdown Live as the duo of Big Cass and Becky Lynch had been terrorizing their respective divisions for the past few weeks. This week looked to be different. Big Cass walked to the ring with Becky by his side. He started to diss his opposers as usual, but as he was talking the lights went out. After a few minutes a countdown started on the titantron starting with ten was accompanied by a cinematic voice. As the numbers counted down, footage of Brandon's career was played between numbers. When the countdown reached zero, the zero turned turned into his catchphrase and the crowd erupted. The sound was deafening. Cass and Lynch looked at each other with worrying looks as everything went dark again. There was a brief pause before Brandon's theme played. When it reached the drop, pyro shot up from the stage as his graphics came on and the one and only Brandon Powers made his way out to the stage. The roof nearly blew off the place as everyone in that arena was happy to see their favorite superstar back on Smackdown... Well, everyone except the two standing in the ring.

He looked out at the WWE universe, then towards his adversaries in the squared circle.

Brandon: Well you guys clearly missed me didn't you!

Yes chants erupted from the crowd.

Brandon: Yes sir! It's me! It's me! It's that good ol' boy BP back at it here in the WWE!!

The crowd cheered loudly.

Brandon: Thanks for the warm reception guys, but I didn't come here, for just this.

The crowd ohhed.

Brandon: I came back to deal with those two jacka**** in my ring!

The crowd erupted again.

Will: Woah! Woah! Woah! Hold it! First off, who in the hell are you calling a jackrabbit?!

Brandon: That's not what I said bu-

Will: Shut it!

Brandon put his hands up in a fake surrender motion giving Cass the floor to speak.

Will: ...And secondly, have you not been watching as of late?! This has been OUR show OUR brand! We've been running this show ever since I single handily took you out six months ago.

Brandon: Alright, let me make one thing perfectly clear. This isn't your brand, this isn't my brand. This... is their brand.

He said as he pointed to the fans in attendance as they cheered.

Brandon: And The only reason I let you take control is because your cowardly attack cost me six months of my career!

The crowd booed loudly.

Will: Oh cry me a river!

Brandon: And Becky... what happened to you... dude are you there?

He said snapping his fingers.

Becky: The Becky you once called your friend... is dead. Fear not though, because the new Becky is alive and well.

Brandon: Will... I hope you're happy with yourself. Taking her away from me as my best friend. Causing 'Mella to break up with me. Taking away a good chunk of my career. Don't you think for a second that I'm backing down. It's actually quite ironic that the Royal Rumble is our next pay per view, because that's exactly where it all ends... for you!

The crowd cheered loudly wanting the match to happen. That was until The chairman of the board Mr. McMahon himself walked out to address the stare down.

Vince: Alright now I know this rivalry has been personal over the past half a year, and I also know that you two have been nothing but a pain in this brand's side as of late. So with that in consideration...

The crowd waited with anticipation.

Vince: I am Backing Brandon's request for his match at the rumble.

The crowd erupted.

Becky: Wait! you can't do this!

Vince: Actually I can, and I believe I did, but that's not all because we I just overheard this gentlemen mention a special stipulation and I couldn't help but add it so... would you mind telling.

Brandon: I'd love to Mr. McMahon. Now...

Brandon cleared his throat

Brandon: Seeing as Cass you like to cause collateral damage wherever you go, you should have no problem going one on one against me... in an extreme rules match!!

The crowd roared again.

Cass looked dead into Brandon's eyes.

Cass: Your funeral.

Brandon beamed with confidence as his theme played one last time before walking to the back.

The stage was set. It was Big Cass versus Brandon Powers in an extreme rules match at the Royal Rumble, but Cass had a plan to get inside of Brandon's head.

A few minutes later...

Becky: Ow! Hey! What the! Will! What are you doing!

Will: It's only best Rebecca.
He said as his voice grew faint as he left the dark place.

Becky: Only best?! I knew I shouldn't trusted you! I knew...

She sighed...

Becky: Well... here I am... locked in some sorta concrete prison... Why... why didn't I just explain things to him. I could've resolved this whole thing peacefully, and I wouldn't be in this scenario right now. Maybe I'm the bad guy here...

As those thoughts ran through her head knockout gas was tossed into the cramped space causing her to slowly slip into unconsciousness.