OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (11/09) Live! From Brook's Bro

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OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Brook's Brook, Yukon Territory Canada

OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match[/u]
Stan Fulton vs. Davin Moreland

OOWF World Tag Team Title Match[/u]
Texpress vs. The Flyin Hawaiians

Honcho Williams & Alexis Darling vs. Moosehead Jack & Ecosystem
Firewoman vs. Psykle
Chris Evans & J-P Sparxx vs. LD Williams & Outback Jack
Alexander Darling vs. Danny Taylor
Ghosthead vs. El Lobo Sangriento
Eric O'Mac & Attitude Adjuster vs. TBA

card subject to Yukon John Nord takeover

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~~~ As Texpress load up Zane's Mustang for the ride to Brook's Brook (Cheap Pop.. yes even this early) Zane noticed the Ninjacam and beckons it over ~~~

Zane: Good match Davin. Good Luck this week against the World Champion. If you need any pointers, don't hesitate to ask.

Chad: Why would Davin ask us?

Zane: Because we've both done something he hasn't done yet. Win a Championship from Stan Fulton

~~~ Chad begins to laugh heartily as we fade... ~~~

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We come up in the Destroyatorium, where we see Dynamite Danny Taylor sitting on one side of the bar, DVD, OBJ and El Lobo sit on the opposite side, and all have looks of shock on their faces. Silence passes before DVD finally speaks.

DVD: Are you sure about this?

OBJ: Seriously mate, this is a big step.

Danny just nods slowly.

El Lobo: This is a major career move, are you sure you are ready? Especially now with so many people coming after us.

Again, Danny just nods slowly.

OBJ: It's your choice, and you know I support you in this one hundred percent.

El Lobo: We all do.

Danny smiles in thanks.

DVD: Well, if we are going to do this, lets stop talking and get it done.

With that Danny and DVD rise and prepare to leave the bar. OBJ and Lobo raise their drinks in salute.

We get a quick cut as some time passes, and we see DVD holding a briefcase, and DDT holding Shotglass outside of the GM's office. DVD knocks, and a voice from within says to enter. They enter, and GM Selena looks up, and her face lights up when she sees Shotglass.

Selena: Ohhhhh! Look at the cute little puppy.

Danny places Shotglass on her desk, and she proceeds to play with him, rubbing his belly and other cute puppy things. Suddenly a look of realisation passes over her face.

Selena: Hey. Are you using the puppy to butter me up for something?

Danny just smiles at her sheepishly.

DVD: Not exactly, Danny just thought you would like to play with the puppy. However, we are here on business.

Selena: (sighs) Fine, what demands are you here to make.

Danny shakes his head no.

DVD: No demands, just taking care of something (under his breath) sooner than I would have liked.

With that DVD opens the briefcase and places a contract on the table.

DVD: I'm sure you know what this is.

Selena: (looking at it) It's Danny's IO shot.

DVD: Yeah, it is, and he's cashing it in.

Selena looks shocked at this, but to her credit recovers quickly.

Selena: You want to cash it in now, at mayhem?

Danny quickly shakes his head no.

DVD: No, that would be disrespectful to both Fulton and Moreland. They had an agreement, no need for us to interfere in it. It would also be a disservice to you and the fans. No, regardless of who the champion is, they will be defending against Dynamite Danny Taylor at the upcoming PPV.

Danny nods in agreement.

DVD: This should give you plenty of time to make everything official, promote it, whatever you need to do.

Selena: You know, most people don't let their opponent know when they are cashing in. This is not really the best way to use this.

DVD: (sighing) I know, but it's the way Danny wants it to play out, so we are going for it.

Danny holds up one finger, and then makes a fist over his heart.

DVD: He wants his first world title to be earned the right way, not the easy way.

Danny nods in agreement.

Selena: A lot of people have been gunning for D&D lately, are you super sure you want to do this.

Danny holds a hand over his head, and then points at his eyes.

DVD: Danny does not think he will be able to focus on anything else, as long as this (does finger quotes) "distraction" hangs over his head.

Selena: Well the contract says anytime, so if this is what you want, We will make it happen.

Danny smiles and holds out his hand, and Selena shakes it, making it official.

Selena: Can the puppy stay with me for a bit longer.

Danny nods in agreement. DVD and him rise and leave. After they close the door, DVD looks up at Danny.

DVD: Well, that's it, not how I would have done it, but that's why you've always been the better man.

DVD and Danny fistbump and head back towards the Destroyatorium as the camera

FADES

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*Fade in to the Destroyatoruim in the Valhalla Centre Valhalla Centre post-Mayhem, where we find El Lobo Sangriento WATCHING~! Dynamite Danny Taylor and Dashing Victor Deniro heading toward GM Selena’s office. Lobo appears to be ready to speak to Outback Jack as soon as I stop introing him…which should be any second n–

ELS: Voiceover Guy…

VG: Sorry.

ELS: I’ll make this quick. Jack, I’m sorry. I wanted to be at ringside, but I wasn’t allowed. I cut a deal with GM Selena. A deal for a match next week against Ghosthead. I got what I wanted, he got what he wanted, but it might have cost you guys a match out there tonight. Again, I’m sorry. Selena said she wanted me to stay in the back. She even put security on me to keep Ghosthead away. I guess she doesn’t want to give next week’s match away for free.

OBJ: BELLLCH~! Australian for no worries, Mate. We’ll get’em next time.

ELS: Thanks, mate. (to camera) Ghosthead. Ask and ye shall receive. I told you: anytime, any place. Looks like the time is next week and the place is the Yukon. Wolf country. Bring it.

ELS: Wolfpack out.

*FADE*

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Firewoman comes in to Selena's office, wearing her NJ Devils hat, jeans, leather jacket, and sunglasses, a LARGE cup of non-sponsoring coffee.

GMtSa-T: You okay?

FW: I'm sore as hell. Did you see my notes on Glitterfists?

GMtSa-T: Yeah, we'll see what we can do.

FW: Cool...I have another ... request. About the PPV.

GMtSa-T: Yeah, look, if you want to sit it out, I don't think--

FW: Why would I want to sit it out?

GMtSa-T: Well, um...it'd be your one year...uh... a year since--

FW: My deathiversary?

GMtSa-T: *giggles at the name before stopping herself* Sorry...I guess that's not funny. Where'd you get that?

FW: Clever Internet Wrestling Community (tm).

GMtSa-T: Well, you finally get Psykle in the ring where you want him, so that could carry through 'til there....by the way...excellent job last night.

FW: It wasn't a win.

GMtSa-T: No, but you didn't flip out like you have been and it was technically a double count out.

FW: It wasn't a win.

GMtSa-T: Fine. Geez, you're in a mood. So what was your request?

Fire slides a piece of paper over to Selena. She picks it up, unfolds it and her eyes widen and her mouth drops open.

GMtSa-T: You can't be serious.

Fire takes off her sun glasses.

FW: I am dead serious. Ironic, eh?

GMtSa-T: Why would you want--

FW: Deathiversary...It'd be poetic, no?

GMtSa-T: Uh huh...and are you sure you're ready for that?

FW: Of course.

GMtSa-T: Have you discussed this with Alex?

FW: Our careers are totally separate and we don't have to talk about every little thing that--

GMtSa-T: I'm going to take that as a no. And this is no little thing, Fire. What does Dr. Freedman say?

FW: He says...uh...well, he says that....

GMtSa-T: Uh huh. I can tell you what he says, because as a condition of your contuing employment, he has to provide us with progress reports. And as of your last one...you aren't ready for that.

Firewoman scowls, as she appears to think she would have been able to do an end run-around everyone else.

FW: Fine. But it needs to happen someday.

GMtSa-T: It will. I promise. I can't wait to see you kick the shit out of Ecosuck. *giggles*

FW: You really need to stop giggling every time you swear.

GMtSa-T: I know, but I just can't help it.

FW: So...about Psykle....have you noticed....I mean, you watch OOWF-TV right?

GMtSa-T: Yeah?

FW: So it seems like Psykle's manager only tells him like about 90 percent of the whole story, right?

GMtSa-T: Yeah...and the way he's been keeping him away from everyone....kinda creepy....to be honest....reminds me of Ecosuck.

FW: Yeah....what do we know about Genius IQ? I've had Lucky digging, but with out tapping into resources I promised people I wouldn't, I'm having no luck.

GMtSa-T: I can see if Omie knows anything, and he can give you a call?

FW: Okay...sounds good. I don't really want to break that particular promise. Okay...I'm heading to the office, unless you got anything.

GMtSa-T: No, just that....

FW: ...

GMtSa-T: I dunno if I should say anything....

FW: Well, you started it already.

GMtSa-T: Well....It's just....I'm sorry about Uncle Moose....I dunno what he's thinking, and...what?

FW: Yeah....let's not talk about him.

Firewoman gets up and goes to her office.

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*Davin wanders into the gym where World Heavyweight Champion Stan Fulton is putting up some ridiculous weight. He spots Davin and stops, and towels off*

SF: So.

DM: Yeah.

SF: ...

DM: ...

SF: Is this the part where I'm a fraud, have no chance, because I gotta say-

DM: Nope, nothing like that. Just wanted to wish you the best of luck on Wednesday. I know you'll be a worthy opponent.

SF: Wow. Well thanks, Davin, that means a-

DM: Let me finish. You'll be a worthy opponent, but in case you hadn't noticed, this match is for the OOWF World Heavyweight Championship. I will do anything and everything to make sure that belt ends up around MY waist at the end of the night. It's not personal. It's just business. The business of the World Heavyweight Championship. Are you catching my drift here, Stan?

SF: Yeah, I think so. There's something you should know too.

DM: What's that?

SF: *gets up to stand in front of Davin* I don't plan on dropping this Championship to you...or anyone. But let's be honest here, Davin. When's the last time you won a singles match?

DM: *sighs* A while. But a win streak starts with just one match. This Wednesday...it's gonna start with you. Cock a doodle doo, motherfucker!

*He leaves. Kevin Nash passes him on the way out and sees a confused Stan Fulton*

KN: What was that all about?

SF: Davin, he's...all over the place.

KN: *thinks for a second* Come on. I've got to show you a couple of things you may not expect from him.

SF: I can't believe I'm working in this shithole.

*fade*

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<We cut to a scene in the woods after Mayhem. It is dark, but there is a fire built. Eco stands near the fire with the same blank look on his face. The camera pans and we see Moose sitting on a stump, his head cocked to one side, listening to something only he can hear. Moose has his face painted like a skull, and after a few seconds he turns and looks at the INC>

Do you know what today is? Today is the Day of the Dead. On this day, some cultures celebrate their dead. They remember them. <Moose cocks his head again> Canada has a reputation for being a quiet peaceful place, but if you listen, it has a lot to say. They are all around tonight, just listen………

<Moose gets to his feet and walks a little bit from the fire, we see a tombstone there, it looks old and worn. Moose drops to his knees and wipes a bit of dirt from it, and we see the name Lisa Quinn on it>

Seems very appropriate, doesn’t it? A year ago, my sister died. She died in the ring at the hands of Tytan, a top rope piledriver broke her neck and sent her to her grave.

<Moose pulls a small bottle from his pocket, drinks from it, then dumps some on the ground. He mutters something, then pulls out a cigar, lights it, takes a long draw from it, then sets it on the headstone to burn. Moose slowly gets to his feet still looking down at the grave. He slowly turns his head to the camera and if you were expecting a look of sorrow, you will be disappointed. Moose has a look of pure insanity in his eyes>

BUT THAT IS NOTWHAT HAPPENED? DID IT SIS? OH NO, THAT NEVER FUCKING HAPPENED! IT WAS ALL FAKE, JUST LIKE THIS <Moose kicks the headstone and sends it flying, clearly it was just a Styrofoam replica, Moose turns to the camera again and smears the makeup on his face> ITS ALL A JOKE TO YOU, ISN’T IT SIS? YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST PLAY WITH EMOTIONS AND EVERY FUCKING ONE JUST GOES ALONG WITH IT? ITS ALL ABOUT YOU SIS, IT ALWAYS HAS BEEN. AS LONG AS YOU GET WHAT YOU WANT, FUCK EVERYONE ELSE, RIGHT?

<Moose seems to calm down a bit, he grabs the headstone and throws it into the fire and watches it burn. He takes a rag from his pocket and wipes off the face paint, then tosses that in the fire to burn. Moose speaks slowly and deliberately>

They think this is a game. The boy thinks it is a game. Give the other fucking retard a dollar when I mention your name for no reason. No reason. This week, Ecosystem and I team up for the first time in years. Some may question what we could possibly have in common. We both have issues with siblings. I don’t seem to do well with sisters.

Which brings me to you Alexis. Our paths have never really crossed. Your brother has always managed to protect you. This week though, he can’t. Despite him thinking that there is no reason to mention him, he knows better. He knows what he has done, and I will take it out on you Alexis. We will take it out on you. He has told me you must be made an example. He has told me that Lisa has made her decision, and she is stubborn, the only way to get to her is His way. Alexis and Honcho, but mostly Alexis, you are first. The blood on my hands will be yours, and it will be on their heads. Look no further than your brother and his wife.

<Eco steps into the screen, still with that unsettling look on his face>

We are the Saints of Sinners. We are here for one reason, and one reason only. It is not for wins, it is not for titles, it is not for glory or prestige. It is for one thing, the one thing He demands. Blood.

You think its bad now? You haven’t seen anything yet.

Trust me.

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*Darling Training Center*

Alexander is working out while Alexis is in the ring going through the motions with some local talent as she awaits Honcho's arrival. Alex is struggling on the bench press as he tries to get 425 lbs up one more time until two smaller hands help him get it up one last time.

Alexander: Thanks hun.

Firewoman: Who are you trying to impress getting that much weight up?

Alexander: No one. I've been focusing on stamina and agility to balance better with Kai and Aina so I feel like I've lost some strength. With Danny's MMA background I feel like I will need to power out of some moves instead of avoiding them.

Firewoman: Want me to spot you for another set?

Alexander: Not right now...need a break anyway.

Fire hands Alex a towel and a water as she takes a seat on the bench. They sit in silence for a moment when both begin to talk. Alex motions to Fire...

Firewoman: I assume you saw what I asked Selena since you've been watching OOWF-TV for a change.

Alexander: I did and I would have hoped you mentioned it to me first before you went to request the match.

Firewoman: I'm ready...

Alexander: No. No you aren't...but we have time to get you ready.

Firewoman: Alex, you have your own things...

Alexander: I do and this is one of my things. Helping my wife. So, here's your first goal...you need to say his name by Mayhem.

Firewoman: I can say his name...

Alex just looks at Fire...

Okay, but I will be able to.

Alexander: I know.

Firewoman: Now it's your turn. You wanna talk about your sister...

Alexander: Not really, but it's simple. Alexis can handle herself and I have faith in that, but I don't think that match is gonna be about her at all. And if I'm right, and it's about sending a message, well, they won't have to worry about the message being received. They'll know it was firsthand and I know he's your...

Firewoman: Not anymore. I chose my family and you do what you need to. I get that just like you get why I needed to face him this month.

Alexander: Right, enough of this...I need to get back to work and you need to set up some more training with LD.

Firewoman: You're okay with that, really?

Alexander: He was right...I won't push hard enough and he will. For some reason, he doesn't like me but he doesn't need to in order to help you out. I appreciate what he's doing for you and that's what matters.

Firewoman: That sparkles...

Alexander: Because you're Firewoman...

Fire laughs as we...

*Fade*

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We see Danny and Victor reenter the Destroyatorium, where OBJ and Lobo are discussing matches for this week. Danny and Victor join them as OBJ passes around a fresh round.

Lobo: How did it go with Selena?

DVD: She was surprised, but receptive. The match is on.

OBJ: You know we support you mate, but I have to ask, what made you decide to turn in the IO now?

Danny makes the sign language symbols for A and D.

Lobo: AD?

DVD: Alexander Darling.

OBJ: Yeah, I remember him saying something that shook you up at the PPV. What was it?

Danny grabs a nearby pen and some paper from the bar and jots something down. He hands it to OBJ, who looks at it with some surprise. Lobo looks over and has a slightly confused look on his face. Vic takes the paper and reads out loud.

DVD: You are better than what you are showing. This is your time to shine. Don't let your own fears, or misplaced feelings of loyalty hold you back.

OBJ: You don't believe that do you, that we are holding you back?

Danny shakes his head no. He then does the symbols for I and O, before tapping his head and motioning off in the distance. He then points at Lobo and OBJ and taps on the table.

Lobo: As long as the IO remained in the back of your mind, you could never focus on are problems of the present?

Danny nods yes.

OBJ: Well, you can thank Darling for helping you to decide this week.

Danny looks confused. OBJ slides over a piece of paper with this weeks lineup on it and points to Danny's match. Danny looks a little surprised, but quickly recovers.

DVD: You have a title opportunity at November Pain, and Darling is a former world champ. This will be a good opportunity to test yourself against a world champion level performer in a one on one match.

Lobo: You focus on your upcoming matches, and don't worry about anyone else who is gunning for us. Me and Jack have your back.

OBJ: (Belches) That's Australian for the wolf is right. We can handle the new guard, moose and eco, ghosthead, and anyone else that wants to step up to us. You just focus on bringing more gold to that bar top.

Danny shakes his head no. He smiles and points to everyone present then holds up one finger. He then makes the motion of a belt around his waist, and again holds up one finger.

DVD: You will focus on helping your friends, and winning the world title. Not to cocky now are you. How about you focus on facing Darling this week, and we handle whatever other problems as they arrive.

Lobo: You should listen to Vic, he is making much sense.

Danny smiles and nods, as we.

FADE

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**Cut to L.D. Williams in a darkened arena. He’s sitting on the turnbuckles and he has a microphone…and a box of Milkbones.**

LDW: “First of all Chris, thanks for trying. You did exactly what I told you to do. You got your little friends to attack me and protect your title. I appreciate the effort but…a belt shot and a few kicks? That’s the best you could do? Really?

I thought you and your boys wanted to be the big dogs. I thought you’d come after me like a pack of rabid wolves. I thought this was going to be a fight. Truth is, coming after you feels kind of like kicking a puppy...

...But I’m going to do it anyway.

Because pups or not, if you boys want to growl and grumble and mark your territory, then you need to be reminded that this is MY YARD!

Now, I know what you’re thinking - it‘s my yard because I took it from Underdawg, You’re right. And I realize that you’re just trying to do the same thing. The thing is, it took me years, and I put a hell of a lot of effort into it. You? I get the feeling you’re not even trying.

But hey, I like to encourage the young guys, so let’s do it right now.”

**Williams jumps off the turnbuckle and picks up the box of Milkbones.**

LDW: “ Look! <shakes the box> I even brought treats! Come and get it! Chris? J.P.? Matt? Anyone? Guys?…huh.”

**Williams sets the box on the turnbuckle and pulls out a Milkbone. He munches it idly as he talks.**

LDW: “Well I guess we can do it Wednesday…Now that should be fun. See, a few years ago - y’know, back when you were in grade school - there was a team called Fear Us. We were OOWF Tag Team Champions - titles that we never lost. Outback Jack and I may disagree about how the team ended, but we definitely see eye-to-eye on why it started. We were sick of whiny little children pretending to be wrestlers and crying because the world wasn’t handed to them - Oh wait! That’s you!

When I saw the lineup this week it reminded me I still had this. The design never made it to market.”

**Williams takes off his jacket to reveal a black T-shirt that says FEAR US. He turns around and the back says ‘We don’t politick, we ass-kick’**

LDW: “That’s as true now as it was then. Wednesday night, when we’re beating the hell out of you, it won’t be about glass ceilings or holding you down, it’ll be about, well, us having fun.

See you Wednesday night boys…I’ll bring you some kibble.”

<Fade>

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GH - So now I get what I want.

SLM - Are you sure starting this thing up again is a good idea?

*Ghosthead is behind the wheel of his car, a carbon flash metallic 2011 Camaro SS. He is driving the Alaska highway to Brook's Brook and is talking to his wife Shannon through the vehicle's hands free bluetooth.*

GH - This started long ago.

SLM - After what happened in Japan I would think you-

GH - Shannon?

SLM - Yes?

GH - What did I tell you?

SLM - I know you don't want to talk about it.

GH - Then why are you bringing it up?

SLM - Fine. I'm changing the subject... uh... you're not driving through Canada in full "Ghosthead" mode, are you Jared?

GH - I don't even know what that means.

SLM - You're not like... wearing the face paint and whole deal?

GH -

SLM - Jared we talked about this?

GH - Shannon don't talk to me like I'm crazy.

SLM - I don't think you're crazy.

GH - I'm not driving through Canada with the face paint on. But a black man with brilliant white dreadlocks and mirrored sunglasses is bound to attract attention no matter where he is. I stopped at a general store a few miles back. That was... something.

SLM -

GH - You still haven't even gotten used to it.

SLM - I'm getting there.

GH - I'm still the man you married.

SLM - You've always been kind of intense, but this gimmick...

GH - It's no gimmick, babe... it's a Warrior's Way. We've been over this.

SLM - I know. I know. Sensei Muta, the whole deal. I respect that you take your... profession...

GH - .. my craft...

SLM - ... Your craft... so seriously.

GH - It is serious.

SLM - Why so serious?

GH -

SLM -

GH -

SLM - C'mon, not even a little funny?

GH - I'm laughing on the inside. Where are you, now?

SLM - Waiting for your brother to pick me up at the airport.

*Ghosthead lets out a loud breath.*

SLM - Was that a sigh?

GH - It was.

SLM - I hope you didn't accidentally get black mist on your steering wheel.

GH -

SLM - Come oN! THAT was funny!

GH - If you say so.

SLM - What's the matter?

GH - I'm sure Lucas has heard by now I'm on the roster.

SLM - What do you mean...? You didn't tell him?

GH -

SLM - God damn it, Jared!

GH -

SLM - That's why he was acting all weird on the phone. WHY didn't you tell him?

GH - I found out... WHEN I found out El Lobo was in the OOWF... it... after what happened in New Japan... it renewed my... it gave me back some of what I'd lost.

SLM - What... are you talking about? What does that have to do with you not telling-

GH - I DIDN'T want Lucas to talk me out of coming here.

SLM - Why would he?

GH - Because he doesn't know how much I've changed. He doesn't think the OOWF is a good enviornment for me. He doesn't want me around certain individuals here and he doesn't want me to witness how he is when he is here. It's why I've rarely watched the OOWF, or kept up with any of its dealings. Simone would every now and then tell me about how our brother was doing, but I never watched. I stayed away because Lucas felt the OOWF would be toxic to me... that I might backslide. So I stayed away. It's why I didn't know you had worked for him before we met.

SLM - You know how sorry I am about that.

GH - I am well past it. Lucas is trying to protect me. Everytime we're together it's about him trying to protect me. I appreciate his motives, but he needs to realize that I don't need his protection. I'm different now. I'm... better. I am in full control of the darkness within. I use it. It doesn't use me. Lucas is the one who told me to learn that in the first place. I had no idea what Lu was talking about. I had no idea how I could do something like that until Sensei Muta taught me.

SLM - So why are you telling me this instead of your brother?

GH - You know Lucas... he can be... difficult. El Lobo is here. When Lobo and I battled in Mexico, those matches were something to watch. They never made it on air, but they were the ones the fans talked about. We fought to a standstill, not one ever gaining an advantage over the other... until that one mistake. I wanted it too much. I wanted to beat him, instead I lay there injured... I laid there defeated. It was the last of our series. Lobo victorious... Deathhead broken. I learned a lot from battling The Bloody Wolf. I learned that I needed to get better. That's why we went to Japan.

SLM - That and Torrie.

GH - Torrie made a trip back to Japan possible for me. My getting back into Muta's dojo made a stay possible for us in Japan. You saw the result. I got better. I defeated their World Champion.

SLM - And then Muta threw you out.

GH - I told you. I don't want to talk about it.

SLM -

GH -

SLM - Jared?

GH - He had to. I defied him. I know that now.

SLM - That's not how I see it.

GH - They had to save face.

SLM - They beat you to within an inch of your life, Jared!

GH -

SLM - And you let them do it.

GH - It's done... and now we're here.

SLM - I will never understand why that happened.

GH - So give up trying. My focus now is on defeating Lobo, and I didn't want Lucas keeping me from that. You tell him when you see him.

SLM - He's pulling up now. You want to talk to him?

GH - There will be time for that... later.

*Ghosthead ends the call. The camera cuts to the airport in Atlanta as Stank's SUV pulls up and Simone Mann steps out.*

SLM - Simone? Where's Lucas?

Simone - Nice to see you too, Shannon?

SLM - I'm sorry, how are you?

Simone - I'll be better when we get your bags in the car and we leave. My brother is back at the house. He's sorry, but he'll catch up with you later.

SLM - Is he mad at me?

Simone - I don't know. Should he be?

SLM - I...

Simone - You don't have to say anything Shannon. I get it. Lord knows my brothers can be dicks sometimes.

SLM - And they were just starting to get along.

Simone - It's not your fault. Lu and Red have always had a love hate thing going on between them. Started before I was born.

SLM - Tell me about it. Jared doesn't talk to me much about his childhood.'

Simone - That might have been something you wanted to discuss before you married him.

SLM - Our relationship didn't consist of a lot of talk before we got hitched.

Simone - You didn't talk? Damn then how... OH! Oh I get it. Eww.

*Shannon smiles and shrugs her shoulders as they get inside the SUV and buckle in.*

SLM - So his childhood was not exactly a topic of discussion.

Simone - Well it's a long ride back. I guess we have time to talk about it. This is shit you should know anyway since you're family and all. I'm warning you though, it's kind of fucked up. I was in the womb when all hell broke loose in my family. So I only got to see the aftermath.

SLM - Stank told me about your father... well he didn't exactly tell me. I saw it on an OOWF promo.

Simone - Ha... yeah.. those ninjacams are something.

SLM - Yeah. Can't say I'm looking forward to having them back in my life.

Simone - Honey... I don't know how you dealt with them in the first place. Ever since Lu has been back in town I've noticed them at the house. Lu has tried to keep them from following me. It got worse when Justin was here.

SLM - Who?

Simone - Justin Sane... You know.. the cute guy with the mohawk, always trying to borrow money?

SLM - Oh yeah. I met him briefly when I saw Lucas in South America... You think he's cute?

Simone - What I think is that ninjacams are a pain. Wouldn't be surprised if one wasn't sitting in the back seat.

Fade

[BookerShark]

CUT to the Destroyatorium. Victor and Jack are conversing at a table and Shotglass is at their feet drinking from a margarita glass. Spencer and Ashley are behind the bar where Danny is sitting going over the November Pain contract.

Shotglass raises his head and gives a short bark just before the door opens and in walks OOWF World Heavyweight Champion The Crusher Stan Fulton (geez... that’s a lot to type every time...).

Jack and Danny both start to rise.

SF: “Easy guys. No worries. Just here to visit. Okay?”

Danny and Jack glance at each other and ease back to their seats. Fulton walks over to the bar.

SF: “Ladies. May I have a word with Danny?”

SDM: “We’ll be over with Jack if you need us, Danny.”

Taylor nods and the ladies move off. Danny motions Fulton to go ahead.

SF: “I just received the contract for November Pain and I signed it and sent it back to Selena. I think you and I can put on a match of the year candidate and I wanted to wish you good luck.”

Fulton sticks out his hand and Danny shakes it. Danny motions pouring a drink.

SF: “Thank you, but I do have more training to do before my match with Davin on Wednesday.”

Fulton and Taylor do the mutual fistbump of manly respect and Fulton walks over to Jack and Victor.

SF: “Gentlemen.”

OBJ: BELCH! “Australian for ‘What’s up, mate?’”

SF: “Just letting Danny know that I signed the contract for the pay-per-view and wished him good luck.”

DVD: “Mighty kind of you.”

SF: “I like Danny. Respect him and his ability. And I was almost one of you guys.”

OBJ: “I remember. You turned us down.”

SF: “Yes and no. I held off making a decision about joining you long enough for you to get DH back. Now you’ve got Lobo.”

DVD: “He’s a good kid.”

SF: “No arguments from me. Well, I should be going. Have a good day, guys.”

OBJ: “And you, mate.”

Fulton leaves and wanders down the Donovan Viper Memorial Hallway of Random Encounters sponsored by Trojan Condoms and runs into Firewoman. Almost literally. The near collision snaps Mrs. Darling out of her musings.

SF: “Madam Commissioner.”

FW: “Fulton. I see you’re trying to get me fired.”

SF: “Let’s call it a Vote of No Confidence. They seem to be all the rage these days. You’ve created an unsafe working environment for the entirety of the OOWF.”

FW: “I’m doing a damn fine job for also being a full time wrestler.”

SF: “And that’s my point. Do one, or the other. Do both and neither is done well. Moose was right. You’ve gone soft in the past year plus.”

FW: “Care to test that out? I’d love to be World Champion again.”

SF: “Many would. However, you’ll have to take a number. Everyone wants what I have. And I don’t blame them. I aim to be a fighting champion. I’m not ducking anyone.”

FW: “Except perhaps Chris Evans.”

Fulton bristles at the mention.

SF: “I’m not ducking any challenge he might make in the future, but I have no interest in joining his pathetic attempt to belong to something.”

FW: “Be that as it may, don’t stick your nose in my business.”

SF: “If my employee is feeling threatened you’re damn right I’m going to stick my nose in your business, lady.”

FW: “I never touched Martha.”

SF: “Yet. You’re certifiable, Fire. No one is safe around you or your family. So get this clear. You want to play house with Alex. Fine. You want to wrestle? Great. Be DDT Champion. Knock yourself out. But if you so much as look at Martha wrong, I will bring such a Hell down on you that you will wish you were dead again. Does that sparkle with you?”

FW: “Yeah. I’ll remember.”

Fulton and Firewoman go their separate ways.

SF: (muttering) "I can't believe I'm working in this shithole."

Fulton goes around a corner and there is LD Williams, still snacking on a Milk Bone®.

SF: “LD.”

LDW: “Stan.”

SF: “I’ve got my differences with Firewoman, but she did get one thing right. You’re not alone. You ever need my help against Evans, Folz and PJ, you let me know.”

LDW: “Appreciate that, brother.”

SF: “Let’s hit Ric’s shop. I could use something to eat. My treat.”

LDW: “Works for me. You can afford it now.”

SLOW FADE begins.

SF: “Were the sponsors that vicious back when you were Champion?”

LDW: “There weren’t as many, but yeah.”

SF: “So you beat Davin for the title. Tell me about it...”

FADE

[BookerShark]

~~~ Chad Madison & Zane Myers are in front of the OOWF Interview Banner ~~~

Chad: LD and Lisa at the Pay per View. Nothing Happened last week. The Flyin' Hawaii'an's this week. Who's next? The New Guard? Sure. Bring them on. Drink & Destroy? We'd love to. Moosehead Jack & Ecosystem? Why not.

Zane: We won't be ducking anyone. If they want a match with the World Tag Team Champions, all they have to do is get our esteemed General Manager to set it up. You'll get no argument from us. We'll wrestle any team any time. And we'll win.

Chad: Because We are The Measuring Stick We are the 7-time World Tag Team Champions. We are The Texpress.

[BookerShark]

Selena is at her desk when she looks up and sees a large brown skinned man standing in front of her.

"Dude! You scared me!"

"I am Ricky Soaring Eagle."

"Oh yeah! one of the scouts said he was sending me an Indian wrestler. Are you dots or feathers?"

"Excuse me!"

"What kind of Indian are you?"

"I am a member of the Navajo Nation"

"..."

"I am what you call a Native American"

"Oh cool. So do you carry an axe-thing?"

"No! I do not carry a tomahawk, wear a feather, war paint or say 'How White Man.' I am here to fight. tell me where to be."

"Sorry, but really, you shouldn't be yelling at me. down the hall is the commissioner's office. she'll get you squared away."

" Thank you. "

[BookerShark]

*fade in to Ricky Soaring Eagle, who is looking for Firewoman’s office*

RSE: Hello, might you be of some assistance?

Evans: Depends on who’s asking.

*Evans looks at Soaring Eagle*

Hey, you must be the new guy I’ve been hearing about. Name’s “Lionheart” Chris Evans. Who are you?

RSE: Hello Lionheart, my name is Ricky Soaring Eagle.

E: Hey, that’s great. Listen, I figured I’d give you the heads up right now. If you’re gonna survive around here, its best that you hook up with those who have got your best interests in mind.

RSE: Well, I have just talked to our General Manager. She told me to speak to our fine Commisioner, and...

E: Fine? *scoff* She’s an Old Guardian. She’s damaged goods, in more ways than one, if you catch my drift.

RSE: Old Guardian? I’m...not sure I understand.

E: Well then, allow me to explain. You just arrived at a pretty interesting time. There’s gonna be a great war in the near future, and its best that you get on the winning team. I lead a group called the New Guard. We’re small right now, but we’re quickly becoming a driving force in the business. Our goal is simply this: remove the veterans who refuse to fade out, and in their place, give the younger generation a chance to lead this business into the future.

RSE: So you wish to make an example of the veterans, for your own personal gains?

E: Well, when you put it that way...yeah, yeah I do.

RSE: A coup to overthrow those who don’t want to step down? Hmm, tell you what, I’ll think about it.

E: Hey, it’d be great to have you on our side.

*fade to black*

[BookerShark]

We're in the office inside the trailers, and IQ is absolutely irate, as Psykle is sitting across from him in one of the visitor's chairs at IQ's desk.

IQ: A DOUBLE COUNTOUT?!? A FUCKING DOUBLE COUNTOUT?

Psykle: What do you want, I lost track of the count.

IQ: I don't even care about that. You had one task, one simple fucking task, and you couldn't complete it. Do you want to be stuck at this level forever?

Psykle: How is beating Firewoman going to raise me up a level? She's not the competitor she used to be, she's a worthless lying bitch occupying the commissioner's office and playing at being a wrestler.

IQ: And you think NOT beating her is helping you any?

Psykle: Hey! It's not like she beat me.

IQ: But you did NOT beat her either. That's not what your task was. Your task was to END her. Top rope piledriver. That's all you needed to do. Did you? No.

Psykle: I've got another chance at her this week.

IQ: And it may very well be your last. Now, go to the training facility, I'll send some guys in, and you start working on that top-rope piledriver. You need to be ready for her counters. I've gotten a hold of some of the video of her training that the INC's captured, and I'll send that feed to the monitors in there so you can watch it. Go, train. Now.

Psykle: Yes, sir.

Psykle leaves the room as IQ opens his laptop and begins doing some work. After a few minutes his phone rings, and he answers it.

IQ: What? Yes. No. Fine. It will be done. No. This week. Yes. Forget about it. Yes. No. Absolutely. Yes. OK. She is? No. It won't. There's nothing to turn up. You know the story better than anyone besides me. Fine.

IQ hangs up.

IQ: One of these days, I won't have to answer to them...

Fade to black.

[BookerShark]

A backstage reporter catches Ricky Soaring Eagle as he enters his locker room

"Mr. Eagle rumors are that you are joining the New Guard, any truth to that?"

"I spoke with Evans. He made an offer. I have yet to accept it."

"But WILL you?"

"I know little about him. The little I know I do not trust. Then again, when you have lived the life I have, you learn very quickly to put your faith in noone but yourself. Noone has ever shown me loyalty. I will not be so quick to show any myself."

"So...That's a no?"

"They seem to be forging opportunities for themselves. I am new here, and will need opportunities as well. For now, I will not say no. I will not say yes."

"So do you have an immediate goal here? Onslaught Title, Intercontinental Title?"

"I want to go fight, to wrestle, to beat the shit out of everyone I face. I am a wrestler, the ultimate goal is of course titles. But they do not drive me. Making people feel my pain. THAT drives me."

"Any idea when you get your first match?"

"I was told there was a good chance I could wrestle Wednesday. Now leave me alone. Your questions are pissing me off"

"One last qu..."

"I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE!"

He grabs the reporter and hurls him through the nearest wall, then quietly closes his locker room door behind him.

[BookerShark]

Firewoman is sitting in her office watching the latest round of OOWF-TV promos. Evans' plays. She frowns. Then Genius IQ and Psykle's plays. She frowns again, before clicking it off and sitting back in her chair, thinking. Suddenly, an idea strikes her. She goes to her laptop and clicks on a file that says "OOWF Promo clips" where she apparently has all promos saved under the names of the primary individuals in them. She clicks on Psykle's folder, and then highlights a few video files, and hits play. The speakers are down too low for the INC to pick up the dialogue to know which promos they are but you can tell it is Genius and Psykle's voices. Fire seems to be paying VERY close attention, and it appears she has received confirmation of whatever she was thinking. She clicks them off, sits back thinking for another little bit, and then sits forward decisively, pressing a button on her phone. A few minutes later, Lucky enters.

L: Yeah?

FW: Lucky...I have a logic question to ask you.

L: Um...okay....

FW: Do you think there's any wrestlers, active today, who didn't know what happened to me almost a year ago?

L: *scoffing* I doubt it. It made news all over the Internet, the smark press...hell, even the Apter rags carried the story. I'd say anyone who was even remotely interested in wrestling would definitely know. ESPN did a thing too--

FW: They did? I didn't know that.

L: Oh it was their usual "long line of wrestling deaths" thing...even Nancy Grace.

FW: Wow...okay anyway, back to the main issue. Alex told me he got sympathy cards and stuff from nearly every mainstream wrestling promotion out there, and a whole bunch of the indies, world wide.

L: He did. It was amazing. And very touching, too.

FW: All of them. Even the one Psykle was wrestling for at the time.

L: ...

FW: ....

L: So....

FW: So how would Psykle NOT realize that a pile driver, especially from the top rope, would cause me to freak out?

L: I don't know...unless....

FW: He doesn't know.

L: Right, but how could he NOT? I mean, it was everywhere. It's like someone had to be deliberately....

FW: .....

L: Oh wow....

FW: Yeah. Look, do me a favor.

L: Sure....

FW: First, I need you to call Japan.

L: Fire, you promised.

FW: This is different. Secondly, I need you to deliver this.

Firewoman reaches into her desk drawer and pulls out of copy of the new OOWF DVD retrospective The Rise and Fall of Trinity.

L: Fire....Alex got rid of that.

FW: Yes, and I un-got-rid of it. I need you to make sure Psykle gets this.

L: How should I do that?

FW: I have faith in your abilities.

L: Okay......but--

FW: But nothing. Place the call and go.

Lucky takes it from her and nods. He leaves and Fire sits back down, and a slight smile crosses her face. A few minutes later the phone rings. She picks it up and begins to speak Japanese.

The scene fades as we see a courier WALKING~! down the Hallway of Random Encounters. Lucky runs up behind him.

L: Wait! Oh wow, I'm glad I caught you. Look, Genius wanted me to give this to you.

Lucky holds out a DVD.

Courier: What's this?

Lucky: It's the training DVD he made for Psykle.

Courier: I already have that.

Lucky: No, that's an older one...this one is fresh off out of the burner, with their match last week included. This one doesn't have that and he want's Psykle to make sure he watches the whole thing.

Courier: I dunno.....

Lucky: You don't want to take it? Fine. I'd hate to be you when Genius finds out you screwed up though.

Courier: ....

Lucky: ....

Courier: Okay, you're right. Thanks.

LuckY: No problem. We lackeys with crazy bosses have to stick together.

Courier: No kidding.

Lucky: Remember, he wants Psykle to watch the WHOLE THING!

Courier: Got it.

The two exchange the DVDs, and the courier continues toward the exit. He gets there goes out into the parking lot and to Psykle's special set up. He knocks and the big man opens the door.

Psykle: Yeah?

Courier: This is the DVD Mr. IQ wanted you to watch. He said to make sure you watch the WHOLE THING. It's very important.

Psykle; Okay...will do.

The courier leaves, and as the door closes, we see Psykle heading over to the DVD player.

FADE.

[BookerShark]

<Moose has gone old school again, sitting in a room lit by a single bulb. Standing in the corner with the blank look on his face is Ecosystem. Stoic and Silent. Moose is sitting with Happy DethBat, running his fingers across the barbed wire. He speaks, but it seems as though he speaks to no one in particular>

Then Herod, when he saw that he was mocked by the wise men,
was exceedingly angry, and sent out, and killed all the male children who were in Bethlehem and in all the surrounding countryside, from two years old and under, according to the exact time which he had
learned from the wise men.

<Moose doesn't look up, he keeps methodically running his hands across the barbed wire>

That was the slaughter of the innocents. It is a story I have heard many times. I heard it as a child when we were dragged to church by the drunk bastard and the junkie whore. It was the only part I liked, the vengeance......the bloodshed......<Moose's voice trails off for a moment>

I never really understood it, until He explained it to me. He was there, so He says. It was vengeance on the greatest level. You can slaughter your enemies, but sometimes, that doesn't send a powerful enough message. Slaughter their family.........that sends a powerful message. Slaughter the innocent, the frail, the young.

Honcho Williams.......you are an OOWF Innocent. You are new. You are young. You are about to be in a world of pain the likes of which you have never seen before. You see, its nothing personal. I would normally not give you a second thought.

<Moose laughs a little, and things get a little uncomfortable>

I would have left you alone! But that is not what HE wanted! NO! HE HAS TOLD ME TO MAKE AN EXAMPLE OF YOU! <Moose gets a strange, almost pleading look in his eyes> Honcho, I TRIED! <Moose grabs the Onslaught Championship and throws it across the room> I TRIED! But HE.............HE won't leave me be! HE.......wants...........carnage. I have no choice Honcho. The child of the Williams'.......it's what He wants

<Moose returns to something like a state of calm and runs his fingers across the barbed wire again, seemingly transfixed>

And you Alexis.......your family blood has already graced these barbs. The boy thinks he can threaten me. The boy thinks there is anything he can do to me that will stop me. The boy and I have gone to hell and back already, I will go again.......sort of like a homecoming, if you will. But you, Alexis, you are not your brothers keeper, but you will pay for his sins. If it brings hell down on the OOWF, so be it.

It's what He wants.

<Moose goes back to running his fingers across the barbed wire. The camera pans to the blank stare on Eco's face. Just before we fade to black, we get the slightest hint of a smile on Eco's face, then, black>

[BookerShark]

As Psykle is heading to the DVD player, we see IQ sitting across working on his laptop.

IQ: What's that?

Psykle: Some courier just brought it. Said it's the disc that you wanted me to watch.

IQ: New disc?

The INC spins around to behind IQ and we see that he is actually watching OOWFTv.com on his laptop with the subtitles turned on, and has just come across Fire's promo...internet delays on wireless for streaming feeds do suck sometime. A look of realization comes across his face while he realizes what the disc is, and quickly he starts to think of how to counter this attempt.

IQ: Right, the new disc. Give it here first, there are a few things I want to check before you watch it, just to make sure they got the right timing on some of the commentary and freeze frames I added. Besides, isn't it time for your check up with the doctors?

Psykle looks at the clock on the wall, and walks over to IQ with the package, still unopened.

Psykle: Damn, you're right. Don't want to upset the doctor...here you go, I'll watch it when I get back.

Psykle heads off to the doctors' offices as IQ opens the package and sees the disc inside. He picks up his phone and dials a number too quick for the INC to catch.

IQ: It's me. Yea, she's trying. No, caught it in time this time. Listen, I need two new discs made and gotten here ASAP. One needs to be a new version of the training disc with some additional cuts. The other, fire up the computers and put together a disc using the AI...protocol Fire 23146.

Suddenly, IQ stands up, and nails the INC right in the lens with a swift superkick, knocking the broadcast offline.

[BookerShark]

Firewoman is in her office. Selena comes in and sits down.

FW: Yeah?

GMtSa-T: I have spoken with Dr. Freedman.

FW: Okay.

GMtSa-T: There is no way in hell you are getting Ecosystem at the Pay Per View.

FW: But--

GMtSa-T: No buts. It's not happening.

Firewoman sizes, with a little mixture of anger, but maybe relief too.

FW: Whatever. Fine.

GMtSa-T: You know this is for your own--

FW: Please stop. We have another issue. Genius IQ.

GMtSa-T: What about him? Other than being creepy.

FW: I think he's more than just creepy. I think........I think it's another Jonathan Steele/Tytan situation. Or me and--

GMtSa-T: You and.....

FW: You know who.

GMtSa-T: Right...well...what should we do?

FW: I don't know yet. I have a few ideas in mind, but I need more proof first. I'm getting it though.

GMtSa-T: Okay, well.... be careful. You're not exactly 100 percent stable still, and--

FW: Selena...that's exactly why Genius IQ should be careful.

Selena pauses for a moment and smiles.

GMtSa-T: Yeah...I like that.

FADE

[BookerShark]

~~~ Chad & Zane are in front of the OOWF Interview Banner ~~~


Chad: Times are changing here in the OOWF. We have some new faces, or heels rather, making their way into the best dang wrestling company on the planet, one semi-familiar, one unknown. We have two maniacal mad men teaming up to do what, I'm still not sure. We have one of our roster who apparently thinks he's too good to travel and stay with the rest of us. We have little Chrissy Evans running around trying to be a big shot. Rest assured one thing will not change

Zane: The Texpress will be here, stealing the show and showing the entire world how tag team wrestling should be done. We are the Measuring Stick for a reason. Now, it has come to our attention that due to some clerical errors, the OOWF record book was recently revised and The Brass Knuckle Kings did in fact break our record as the longest reigning OOWF World Tag Team Champions.

Chad: Which bothered us at first. But in reality it just gives us extra motivation to win this week and keep on winning.

~~~ Charlie Sheen pops his head into view ~~~

Sheen: WINNING~!

~~~ Chad pops him in the face with a superkick and he collapses off screen~~~

Zane: So Aina, Kai

Chad: Correction, THE Kai

Zane: It's time to get in the ring with the 7-Time OOWF World Tag Team Champions. It's time once again to see if you Measure Up.

[BookerShark]

GM Selena is leaving Commissioner Firewoman's office and passes Kai.

GMSa-T: Aloha, Kai.

Kai stops and eyes Selena.

Kai: Aloha to you too, Selena. You are looking mighty fine today.

GMSa-T: Well, thank you.

Kai raises his eyebrow.

GMSa-T: I mean mahalo.

Kai: Thank you for speaking to the Kai with the Kai's native tongue. The Kai knows that you know the ways of the Kai's people with as much time as you have spent in paradise.

Selena looks to the camera.

GMSa-T: That is NOT a euphemism.

Kai: What brings you to this part of the arena? Surely, you and Firewoman aren't gossiping like little schoolgirls.

GMSa-T: Oh puhleez, we're getting along and all, but come on, we're hardly girlfriends.

Kai grins.

Kai: You and Fire. Girlfriends, huh?

GMSa-T: Kai?

Kai: The Kai just went to a happy place.

Selena playfully slaps Kai on the chest.

GMSa-T: Gross! Stop being a perv. You have a title match. ANOTHER one. Focus. You guys kinda suck in those.

Kai: The Kai does not suck!

GMSa-T: Yeah, you guys are like 5-85 in title matches dude. You're getting shots 'cuz I like you. And the tag division sucks right now...

Kai: The Kai does not need favors. The Kai and his brother are the best tag team in the world today!

GMSa-T: Uh huh. Prove it...brah.

Kai: Is that a challenge? Is Selena challenging the Kai?

GMSa-T: Sure dude, why not? Measure up.

Kai: You don't want to know the Kai's measurement. It'll blow your mind!

GMSa-T: At least you didn't call me pie.

Kai: The Kai would never, and I mean never talk to Poe's wife in such a manner. The Kai is respectful. And if anyone ever does talk to you in that manner, the Kai will open a can of whoop ass like no one has ever seen! If ya smelllll lalalalow! What...

GMSa-T: Don't. It's lame dude.

Kai raises his eyebrow at Selena, who arches hers back at Kai in a weird sort of staredown challenge. Kai then looks to the camera.

Kai: Smile for the camera kiddies!

Selena busts out laughing as we *fade*

[BookerShark]

The one, the only, J-P Sparxx, along with his homeboys Chris Evans and...damn, I gotta say Matt Folz is a homeboy. Anyway, they all walk into the Destroyatorium. Everyone turns around. Mad tension ya'll.

DVD: You three are not welcome here!

CE: Turning down paying customers?

Ashley: Like you were gonna pay. I've heard how cheap you are.

Danny Taylor makes a throat slashing gesture.

J-PS: Look. Bros. Hoes. We were all good. I meant what I said while back, knowwhatI'msayin'? You guys, I got yo backs, whether you believe it or not. As for El Loko Wolf Boy...well, damn, wrong place wrong time, knowwhatI'msayin'?

DVD: El Lobo Sangrieto is now part of this family. You attack him, you have issues with all of us.

OBJ: (belch) That's Australian for you got five seconds.

CE: I didn't know you could count that high old timer.

OBJ: Now, it's three.

MF: You should save your energy for the ring against these two.

J-PS: Actually, OBJ...or can I just call you Ol' BJ, ya knowwhatI'msayin'? Dawg, as a true friend dat I am, lemme offer ya sum advice, 'kay? Yo partnuh dis week. Ol' Learnin' Disability Williams. Man, dat dude is like a black widow, knowwhatI'msayin'? He's had mo partnuhs dan Jenna Jameson, son.

CE: Or Davin's wife.

J-PS: Dayum burddah, now dat's just cold. Davin's ma boy, even if he is bein' a li'l bitch lately. Nayway, Ol' BJ, listen to me. You ain't got a worry 'bout us, knowwhatI'msayin'? We gon' beat you and Learnin' Disability and be on our way, ya knowwhatI'msayin'? We da best an' we da future. Can't stop us. Now, fo you, you got dat son-bitch in yo corner dat's like the kiss a death, ya feel me? What happened to all his old partnuhs? Moosehead Jack, well dat dude ain't right anyway? Tytan? What happened to his punk ass? Watch yo back ol' man, 's all I'm sayin' I told you I got yo back, so there's your warnin'. If ya don;t listen, well, damn son, das all I can do, knowwhatI'msayin'?

DVD: You've said your piece, now be gone. This is your last warning yourselves, gentlemen.

CE: Let's go. The stench of failure reeks in this place.

As the New Guard leave, J-P turns arund, lowers his shades so they can see his piercing, beautiful blue eyes, and shrugs.

J-PS: Deuces, ya'll?

[BookerShark]

*A Darkened Room*

The night vision of a INC turns on and we see a silhouette in a room sitting in a chair. The figure nods as the camera turns to normal vision and the figure reaches up and pulls the string for a single lightbulb. The camera focuses in on Alexis Darling looking like she did when she first arrived in the OOWF. Dark black hair with streaks, all black clothes, and very unique make-up around the eyes. She slides a hand through her hair as she looks up into the camera...

Alexis: People forget.

Memories are short.

Distractions arrive and methods change.

But the core of a person, that's almost impossible to change. My core has been changed though. It was changed when I joined my brother and left behind our family. It was changed even more when we journeyed to Japan. And it's been changed by just being in this business, but really deep down, maybe this is who I've always been. Maybe I'm not the light at the end of the tunnel or a good person.

Moosehead Jack thinks that by threatening me, he's going to bring the darkness back into our lives but maybe that darkness has always been there. And it always will be. I haven't forgotten the past. My memory isn't short. And I will not be distracted.

If this is the start of a new war between the evil that lurks within the OOWF and the Darlings, then I will be standing at the front. Jack, Muyo...you have never scared me because I've suffered through worse. I suffered through being disowned by my family. I suffered through the trials of Poe. I suffered while you both tried to extinguish the life and light within my brother but throughout all that suffering, I have never feared.

This Wednesday, bring your barb wire. Bring your sadistic tendencies and your dark passengers. I will be there and I will not be afraid because the fact of the matter is I scare you. We scare you Moosey. Light scares you and no matter how much darkness you surround yourself with, the light is always there. This week at Mayhem, I will be your light and you will stare up at me and wonder what what you did to deserve having so much darkness in your life.

And I will stare down at you Moose and I will have pity for you. Not fear. Not pain or suffering. Not the things you expect me to have for you Moose. I will pity you. Because that's what you are. A pitiful excuse for a person, for a wrestler, and for a man. And this is your future...

Alexis reaches up and pulls the string as we fade into darkness...