OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (06/06) Live! From Pontiac, Mi

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OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Pontiac, Michigan

OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match - Chris Evans Special Guest Referee[/u]
LD Williams vs. Stank

OOWF World Tag Team Title TLC Match[/u]
The Flyin Hawaiians vs. Phoenix Rising

OOWF Onslaught Championship Triple Threat[/u]
Ghosthead vs. Crowing vs. Comrade Sharkoff

Non-Title Match[/u]
Danny Taylor vs. Rabbit Mask

Ricky Soaring Eagle vs. Matt Folz
Texpress vs. The Devil's Brigade
Attitude Adjuster vs. Chris Evans
El Lobo Sangriento vs. JP Sparxx
Stan Fulton & Mai Muyo vs. Awesome Bill From Dawsonville & Justin Sane
Power & Glory vs. TBA

Card subject to the ghost of Barry Sanders

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*Fade in to the Flyin' Hawaiians locker room. Aina, Noelani and The Kai are all packing, getting set to travel on to the next stop. The Kai seems antsy, and so does Noelani for that matter. Aina is patiently folding everything before putting it in his carry-on*

TK: Come ON, Bruddah! The Kai wants to hit the club before we go, to get a little Poontang Pie!

A: Just a minute, brah. I'm almost done.

TK: What's the matter, brah. Don't you like....pie?

N: Don't answer that.

A: I won't. Don't worry.

N: You could, however, hurry it up a bit. I kind of want to get a drink or twelve myself.

TK: IF YA SMEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLOWWWW!!!....What THE KAI...IS-

A: Stop, Kai. Listen. I know where it is. Why don't you two go on without me, and I'll catch up with you in a bit? I want to go over the tape from tonight for a minute anyway.

N: Why?

A: Because I felt a little off and I want to see where I screwed up? It will only take a minute.

N: Suit yourself. Let's go, Kai.

TK: SURFIN'.....

A: Seriously?

N: Ok, see you in a bit then.

*The Kai and Noelani leave, while Aina grabs a remote and clicks onto the DVR, and goes back to review his match from earlier tonight. He notices what happened right away.*

A: Dammit Kai. If you weren't showboating so much, you would have seen-

*There's a noise behind Aina, and he starts to turn around*

A: Well, it's true Kai! If you only- what the fuck?

*The camera pans out to see a figure dressed in all black, and wearing a black ski mask. He's also carrying a foot-long metal pole*

SMG: You, Aina. I thought you were ohana. You are not [/]ohana.

A: *jumps up and assumes a defensive posture* What?

*Before Aina can react, the Ski Mask Guy cracks Aina in the temple with the pole. Aina immediately hits the ground. To Aina's credit, he tries to shake off the cobwebs caused by the temple shot, and takes a swing at the all-black figure, missing wildly. Ski Mask Guy uses Aina's aggressiveness against him, and cracks him in the back of the head, causing a cut, and Aina goes limp. Ski Mask Guy continues to beat Aina about the neck and shoulders for a bit before blasting him several times in the ribs. Satisfied, Ski Mask Guy dips his finger into one of Aina's cuts, and rolls him onto his back. He paints the number "1" onto his chest, before stepping back and admiring his handiwork. The camera stays on Ski Mask Guy, who appears expressionless (although it's hard to tell, really). Finally, he turns away from Aina, and drops the blood-stained pole, that makes the distinctive "clang" sound as it hits the ground. The camera cuts to the hallway, and we see The Kai and Noelani walking back to the locker room*

TK: The Kai cannot believe Noelani forgot The Kai's keys!

N: *I* forgot *your* keys? How does that work?

*Ski Mask Guy walks past them in the hallway. The Kai and Noelani eye him carefully before continuing on. Ski Mask Guy goes out the back door, and heads off into the night, blending in with the darkness. The Kai and Noelani make it back to the locker room*

TK: The Kai says, Aina, where are The Kai's keys?

N: Aina, you ready?

*no reponse*

N: Aina?

*They come to where Aina is lying semi-conscious, groaning in pain. He's going to have a bad headache.*

TK: BRAH! Who did this?

A: Ski....mask....

*fade*

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As Aina is being treated, Kai is PACING~ and finally turns to the camera.

Kai: So FINALLY, Phoenix Rising. Get's their chance. At the Great Ones! You get your shot and you resort to goons. You gotta take us down, because you can't handle the Kai and his bruddah on fair ground. Well you see, that's just fine. The Hawai'ian Nation knows all about trickery and underhandedness from the likes of the Dole's and the Del Monte's.

Alex, Lisa, and yes, the Kai called you Lisa, and you want to know why? BECAUSE IT'S YOUR DAMN NAME! Let the Kai paint a picture for you on how the Kai knows this is your name. Lisa, you're riding along on your crotch rocket, which is the only sex toy big enough to satisfy you. You're wearing your black leather so tight it sucks all the alcohol you've drank right out of your skin.

Now, as you speed along you see the blue lights flashing like fireworks behind you. You think, "can I outrun him?" and then you realize this cop may be cute. Maybe it's one of those stripper cops man toys you can have your way with. So you slow down. Big bellied, doughnut eating fat bastard cop gets out of his car and waddles to you. You're disappointed because you were horny as you are twenty three hours a day, but then it dawns on you. You can get out of this ticket by flirting with a guy who likely needs a magnifying glass and a pair of tweezers to find his own...strudel.

So he asks for your license and registration. You show him and he reads it. What does it say? It says LISA QUINN! Or Lisa Quinn-Darling, or Lisa Darling, or whichever last name you decided to use when you had your personal monkey send in the papers!

But you know what else? IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOUR NAME IS! You wanna go two on two with the Great Two? You wanna declare war on the Hawai'ian Nation? Well step in line ya two jabronis, because you're not the first, you won't be the last, and you sure as hell aren't the best the Kai and his bruddah have danced with in the pale moon light!

Alexander. Ya pussy whipped, castrated cuckholded bitch. You and the Kai were tight. You and Aina were even tighter. But the Kai always knew, it wasn't about the friendships with you, no no no. It was always about the fame, the fortune, and the glory. You wanna become a Grand Slam Winner. The Kai understands your motivations. The Kai gets it. But the Kai always thought there was a certain level of RESPECT. But somewhere deep. Back in the back of the Kai's filthy mind, the Kai always knew. You were a pansy. Alexander Darling ALWAYS reeked of desperation. He wanted to impress daddy, the Poe, then Davin "Hover-Round" Moreland, and now your...wow the word even pains me to say, your wife.

TLC. Tables, Ladders and Chairs, or "things the Kai has had pie on for $200, Alex"!. You two bring the best you got. Bring It. Bring it bring it bring it! Alexander, find your balls! Lisa, cuff your muff! The Kai wants to see what you two got, 'cuz the Kai knows it ain't squat. And when the Kai is rhymin', our opponents aren't climbin', they're dyin'.

IF YA SMELLLLALALALOW! WHAT THE KAI! IS! SURFIN!

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~~~ Texpress are in their custom tour bus heading to Pontiac Michigan (small cheap pop, but it's early) ~~~

Zane: I wonder where Selena dug up the Devil's Brigade?

Bridgette: Well, I was hoping to have another week to set it all up properly, but, I had a meeting with her. Told her the tag division was going to get stale again if she didn't spice it up. I made the suggestion that she reach out to some of the greats from the OOWF's past to make an appearance or two.

Zane: Nice...

Bridgette: And I Even said that she should put them up against Texpress, as part of the build up to 100.

Chad: 100?

Bridgette: Texpress is approaching 100 career wins. Why not have us face off some of the all-time greats along the way?

Zane: Could be interesting.

Bridgette: I even made it a point to name a few teams you guys have never faced off with, just to keep it interesting, like, The Devil's Brigade.

Chad: Sounds good to me. As long..

Bridgette: As long as you are still in the Championship Picture. yes, I made that point crystal clear. We aren't going to be a sideshow. But right now The Hawaii'ans have issues with Phoenix Rising. Let the dust settle, and in the meantime, here's something fresh to keep your minds sharp

Zane: I knew I liked you for a reason...

Chad: I wonder if those new girls need some help celebrating.

~~~ Chad starts working his phone, Bridgette sits in Zane's lap and they get... comfy... as we fade ~~~

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*Outside the Darling Locker Room*

We hear lots and lots of crashes coming from inside the locker room as Alexander paces up and down the hallway. Every few seconds Lucky pokes his head and makes a motion that he's dealing with it and Alex just shakes his head. On one of Lucky's little peeks out the door he has Alexander's iPad in his hand and he tells Alex to take a look at the last few minutes. He grabs the iPad out of Lucky's hand and rewinds to the start of the videos and he watches the attack on Aina and then Kai's response before shaking his head. He looks up and down the hallway before noticing the red light.

Alexander: The Kai wants to finally open his mouth. The Kai thinks that Fire or myself are going to resort to goons. The Kai wants to throw insults and try to disparage myself and Fire. The Kai can do all that because deep down The Kai knows the truth. He knows because he knows who Alexander Darling is today.

Here's the simple truth, I'm never going to deny the talent and ability of Kai and Aina and I'm not looking to take that aspect away from them. I want them at the top of their games because when we beat them...and Phoenix Rising will beat them, I want Kai and Aina to understand why it happened. It didn't happen because Phoenix Rising is a better tag team and it didn't happen because the Flyin' Hawaiians were weakened. It happened for this very simple fact.

Phoenix Rising wants it more.

That simple Kai. Make sure you tell your brother that when he gets his bearings. Phoenix Rising didn't send anyone to attack you because we don't need to. The Hawaiian Nation that you claim has so much pride in you must be sick to their stomachs watching you succumb to the manipulations of Evans and the rest of the New Guard.

The disciples of Poe that I know would know they're just being used, but the fact is you seem to think the OOWF has overlooked your abilities. Your talents. And the truth is, maybe they have but someone in this company hasn't. ME. And since I know you both so well, I know you don't have the desire and heart.

Heart. That's what this is going to come down to Kai, Aina. The heart of Phoenix Rising is beating as one and your hearts beat for a new master who has no care in the world what happens to you. So continue to play the puppets and you'll lose your titles and then you'll see just where you stand. Meanwhile, Alexander Darling and Firewoman will be standing tall on top of the world. As we climb the ladders and grab our destiny.

Phoenix Rising. Tag Team Champions. Grand Slam Champions.

Sparkle that bitches.

*Fade*

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Wyatt, Power, and Glory are in Medical being looked over after their win over Firewoman.

Medic: What are you feeding these ladies?

WC: What are OW! You OW! Talking about OW!..MOTHER! Just put a Butterfly on it. I'll have a real doctor look at it tomorrow.

Medic: After the beating they took out there and they're not fazed a bit.

WC: It's adrenaline for now. They'll feel it in an hour or so.

Edra: I can't believe we did it! WE BEAT FIREWOMAN!

Clio: I know!

Edra & Clio: EEEEEEEE!

WC: Ladies, settle down. You won, let's see what Mrs al-Tikriti says.

(Justin Sane walks up)

JS: Can I borrow Five Dollars?

WC: NOW Justin? Really?

JS: Well, I thought I'd buy some more Pine Cone Party Likker and Bubble Wrap for the party.

Edra: What Party?

JS: Your Welcome to the OOWF party. You're on next week's card.

Clio: WE ARE?

Edra & Clio: EEEEEEEE!

WC: Here's a Twenty, Justin. Get all that AND three bottles of Boones Farm Strawberry Hill. We're partying tonight.

Edra & Clio: EEEEEEEE!

WC: (to the medic) Do you have any Advil?

FADE

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CUT to the New Guard locker room where Chris Evans, Matt Folz, J-P Sparxx and the Flyin' Hawaiians are celebrating their beatdown of Power & Glory, Wyatt Cox and Firewoman.

The door is suddenly smashed off its hinges and flies into the room to bang against the far wall. Standing in the doorway is The Crusher Stan Fulton looking more incensed than he's been in a long, long time. Peaking around him is Mai Muyo.

SF: (screaming) "What in the Holy fuck were you thinking?"

CE: (quite calm) "Stan. Mai. Nice of you to join us."

MF: "C'mon in, guys. Aina, get Stan and Mai a drink."

K: "The Kai's bruddah is not a bartender."

JPS: "Give Mai one of my Colt .45s."

SF: (still furious) "I want some answers, Chris. Why did you attack Wyatt, Clio and Edra?"

MM: "Yeah. We like them."

CE: "First of all, Stan, Mai. I don't answer to you. I lead the New Guard and we do what I say. Second, Anything to do with Firewoman is fair game for our punishment."

MF: (as an aside to The Kai) "Did you see the shots I got in on Cox? He never knew what hit him."

SF: "Very impressive, Matt. You beat up an elderly, fat man. You should be so proud."

MF: "Stuff it, Stan. They all got what was coming to them."

MM: "What was coming to them? What did they do but challenge one of the people you claim to want gone?"

JPS: "Yo, lil' momma. Chill. Ain't nothin' but a message."

SF: "I'm serious as a heart attack, Chris. Leave Wyatt and the girls alone."

CE: "Did we hurt your little friends, Stanley."

Fulton gets right up into Evan's face and his voice goes deadly calm. Eerie. And a bit creepy too.

SF: "One. My name is Stanley so it's not insulting. Two. Don't push me, Chris. I've taken a back seat in this little enterprise of yours, even when I was the World Heavyweight Champion. I never pushed against your authority with the New Guard even though I had every right as the champ. But I will not sit idly by while you attack two girls who've gone about everything the right way. The way we wanted this company to respond."

CE: "Who ever said what the New Guard was about."

SF: "Maybe that's part of the problem, Chris. I've been front and center waving the New Guard flag while you, Matt, JP, Aina and The Kai sat around, showed up for matches and then disappeared again. But again, I never staked my claim.

"But I'm putting my foot down here, Chris. Attack Power & Glory or Wyatt Cox again and I'll put my foot down on your neck."

CE: "Don't ever threaten me, Stan. Ever."

SF: "Chris. It's not a threat. Not. A. Threat."

Fulton turns and storms out.

MM: "OK. Bye guys!"

Mai leaves as well.

MF: "So what now, Chris?"

CE: "Now? We don't change a thing."

FADE

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Mai and Stan walk out together.

Mai: "Yo, lil' mama?" Is JP from the 1980s now?

Stan: ....

Mai: Maybe he just discovered Run-DMC. (Pause) I've been thinking...something Chris said to me before the show last night...I think it was true.

Stan: What?

Evans: Mai, you should know out of all of us what its like to be around someone that you once respected, but had gotten too out of control. Who's to say that Davin, in the twilight of his career, wouldn't have done the exact same things that your brother did in order to stay on top?

Mai: We're all susceptible to the desire for power. People you respect can get out of control in order to stay on top.

Stan: Right....right.

Mai: Do you have any idea who the Ski Mask man is?

Stan: (shrugs) A coward. I'm more than happy to make sure Kai and Aina aren't being attacked by cowards.

Mai: Me too. It's just that sometimes...sometimes you don't wear a mask because you're a coward. Sometimes you have another reason.

Stan: ...You wore a mask once.

Mai: As Death. To take my brother home.

Stan: There's a bit of darkness in you.

Mai: (singing "O Death," raising her hands) No wealth, no ruin, no silver or gold, nothing satisfies me but your soul...

...To save it, of course.

FADE

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*Stank is in his locker room when he feels a chill in the air. He turns his head, looking over his shoulder and sees nothing. When he faces forward again his brother, the OOWF Onslaught Champion, stands before him.*

Stank - GOTDAMMIT... seriously with the spooky shit?

Ghost - Hello Lu.

Stank - Don't you EVER sneak up on me like that again.

Ghost - I could promise that, but you and I both know I'll break it.

Stank - I'll fucking break you. What do you want, Red?

Ghost - Am I not allowed to visit my big brother?

Stank - Sure... but you've asked me to stay out of your business and I have.

Ghost - This isn't business.

Stank - Okay. Speak your peace.

Ghost - Forgive me if I'm being presumptuous but, you seem distracted.

Stank - You have my full attention, Red.

Ghost - I don't mean just now. I mean in general.

Stank - Have I congratulated you on your Title win and defense, yet?

Ghost - Stop trying to change the subject.

Stank - I'm fine, Red. I don't need to talk about anything.

Ghost - Not even the disappearance of your friend?

Stank - Especially not that. Especially with you.

Ghost - You should move on.

Stank -

Ghost - And I don't mean from your internal struggle with what you've done to Moosehead Jack... I mean from the OOWF.

Stank - ExFUCKINGscuse me!

Ghost - Think about it. You've built an amazingly, extraordinary career here, the envy of any and all who have walked these halls and competed in an OOWF ring. Would it not be-

Stank - Shut your FUCKING mouth, RIGHT the FUCK NOW, RED! You startin to sound like those New Guard fucks!

Ghost - Forget the New Guard rhetoric and just listen to your brother for a second.

Stank - RED!

Ghost - Just hear me out, Lu.

Stank -

Ghost - This job was my dream. Mine... and you took it and ran with it.

Stank - Red-

Ghost - SHHHH! Listen. You took it and ran with it, achieving more in your career than I thought I could ever hope.

Stank - Red you have all the talent in the world. You are a much better wrestler than me.

Ghost - Perhaps that is true... but you have always been a better man.

Stank - Stop it.

Ghost - No. I've spent half my life resenting you.

Stank -

Ghost - I don't anymore... Now... I pity you.

Stank - Oh I see... you WANT me to whoop your ass.

Ghost - No brother... you don't see. I don't want what's coming for you. I love you. Other than my wife there is no one else here for whom that is true. So you should pay attention to me when I say... your career is coming to an ugly end. Better to end it now rather than in embarrassment later.

*Stank stares at his brother with murder in his eyes.*

Stank - Is this some sort of sick game you're playing with me?

Ghost - This is no game. You're already on a losing streak. That Intercontinental Championship was yours.

Stank - I got caught. It happens. And there is no shame in losing to Danny Taylor.

Ghost - WRONG BROTHER! There is MUCH shame in losing to INFERIOR vessels such as HE!

Stank - Ah... so Ghosthead speaks now.

Ghost - When you SPEAK TO ME you are always speaking to GHOSTHEAD!

Stank - Whatever you say, Red.

Ghost - You see THIS is what I am talking about. You are stubborn. Even in the face of the truth.

Stank - The truth?

Ghost - Yes! You lost to Rabbit Mask last night.

Stank - If he had jammed his thumb down your eye socket you would have lost too.

Ghost - NO Lucas! I would not. There was a time when you wouldn't have either. Is the welfare of Moosehead Jack of so much more concern than winning?

Stank - What do you want from me Jared?

Ghost - Right now...? I want you to retire with dignity.

Stank - You have some nerve coming in here demanding that I leave. That belt has gone to your head.

Ghost - It's easy for you to dismiss me as being narcissistic. Especially when the truth is harder to-

Stank - WHAT TRUTH LITTLE BROTHER? WHAT!

Ghost -

Stank -

Ghost -

Stank - SAY IT!

*Ghosthead looks solemn, even melancholy.*

Ghost - I don't want to speak the words.

Stank - Then get the fuck out.

Ghost - Prove me wrong then. Win the World Title.

Stank - You just worry about defending your own Championship, asshole.

*Ghosthead drops his head, reaches up, and places a hand on his brother's shoulder as he walks out and the camera fades on Stank, looking very angry.*

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Wyatt goes to the bedroom of Edra and Clio. They are sleeping hard after last night's hard fought victory and the victory party that followed.

WC: Come on sleepyheads. We have a flight to catch.

Edra: Owwww... What was the license place of the truck that ran me over.

Clio: Owww...me too. We didn't feel this bad last night...

WC: It's the adrenaline. And the wine.

Edra: My mouth tastes like Pine-Sol.

WC: Oh, that. You and Clio decided to take Awesome Bill up on his thimblefull of Pine Cone Party Likker challenge.

Clio: Yuck...

WC: Then you two let Justin talk you into going to the House of Lancaster.

Edra: I Vaguely remember that. (smiling) That was fun.

Clio: Until Justin tried to borrow five dollars from that girl with the big....

WC: ANYWAY....We need to get you dressed and packed and ready to go. Our car will be here in an hour and you need to get some breakfast in you. Spinach omlets are in the other room...

Edra and Clio: Ewww....

WC: Come on, otherwise you'll get sick on the plane.

Clio: That might be a given.

WC: Come on, let's go

The scene dissolves to the Air Canada flight from Toronto to Las Vegas. The girls are wearing big sunglasses, and not for the self-absorbed reason.

Edra: Uncle Wyatt, is the plane spinning?

WC: No, dear. That's the likker.

Clio: Thank goodness. We're safe for the moment.

Edra: So who are we wrestling this week.

WC: Well, you'll be facing the UAWWF tag team champions in a non-title bout.

Clio: UAW....Who?
WC: The UAWWF. It's a local promotion. You get to face the Pontiac Excitment, Firebird and Starfire.

Edra: Uncle Wyatt, you realize that Firewoman may still beat you up over this.

(Kayfabe looks over from her seat with big sunglasses as well and does the “tisk tisk” hand signals. Wyatt calls the flight attendant over and orders Kay a Bloody Mary, which gets him a Thumbs Up.)

Clio: So what do you know about them?

WC: Not much until we get back to Ely. All I know is that their last title defense was a 42 second win over Koral and Temo, the Yugo Lemons.

Edra: So, they're good?

WC: Well, nowhere near as good as they used to be, but they'll give you a good workout. We won't press hard, just treat it as a public workout, and then open up the last two minutes so you can stretch yourselves. I want people to take you seriously, like these New Guard boys aren't.

Clio: Uncle Wyatt, why did Stan and Mai's friends attack us?

WC: Honestly, I don't know. Part of me thinks it had to do with Fire, and we were just in the way. But the way the Hawaiians went after you, and Folz seemed to take a great deal of pleasure in blindsiding me with his Brass Knuckles, well, maybe the New Guard wants only their new blood, not anyone elses.

Edra: Those Hawaiian guys are tough.

WC: They're not the Tag Team Champs becaue of their good looks. Poe trained them well. Still, there are a couple of chinks in their armour that we could exploit, given the chance.

Clio: What do you mean, Uncle Wyatt?

(Wyatt calls the girls in real close and whispers in their ears. Both girls turn beet red and begin giggling.)

Edra: Uncle Wyatt! That's naughty!

WC: Hey, I warned you. In this business, anything goes...

Clio: But really....

WC: Come on, it'd be fun.

Edra: So are Stan and Mai going to come visit us?

WC: Not this week. I think I want to give this some time to develop.

Clio: Do you think they'd do something mean to us?

WC: Not on purpose. I mean, I read people pretty good, and I think Stan is straight up honest. But his friend...

Clio: You think that Mai doesn't like us?

WC: Oh, it's not that. Mai is too much like her brother Juni. Remember how much she said she liked the focus exercises, how hard she worked with you two on those?

Edra: Yeah, she had it down pat!

WC: Then how is it she walked away from a pinning combination Sunday night to high-five her partner? She had Alex down. She could have finished him. But she totally broke focus. She wasn't as bad last night, but mental mistakes cost them in that match, and Mai made more than her share.

Clio: I noticed, that seemed strange.

WC: Anyway, I sent our friend in Las Vegas an email and she may be able to send up a couple of people to work out with you this week. Hopefully you girls can work hard without hurting anyone.

Edra: Yes, Uncle Wyatt

WC: And someone can remember to HOOK THE LEG when you go for a pin...

Clio: Yes, Uncle Wyatt.

WC: I also booked us tickets into Detroit on Spirit Airlines since they're a sponsor. Though I'm really thinking about calling Fred.

Edra and Clio: Fred? EW!

WC: I know, but he still has a Gulfstream for sale?

Edra: A private jet?

WC: Better, a turboprop that's been retrofitted with new Rolls Royce engines. Fifteen passengers, the whole nine yards. He sent me a picture:

( Wyatt hands his tablet to the girls...)



Clio: But the price...

WC: Half of a jet, and I've got a retired pilot in Ely that'll fly us for show tickets and expenses.

Edra: A private plane that seats FIFTEEN!

Clio: Yeah, think of the parties....

WC: Girls....

Edra and Clio: EEEEEEE—owwww...

WC: Here, have some Advil....

(Wyatt passes them the bottle as we...)

FADE

[BookerShark]

Alex and Lucky are in the Darling Luxury Suites, and a random INC has snuck it's way in. They're watching something on the monitor. LUcky's hand is wrapped in an Ace Bandage.

AD: So nothing broken?

L: No...she could have though, if she wanted to.

AD: Oh, I know it. So no more shaking hands you aren't supposed to then.

L: Right...wait...right....here. Pause it and then slo-mo back and forth.

AD: Okay........................

L: Exactly...why didn't she just make the pin there? She HAD it!

AD: You're right...maybe she just didn't see it?

L: Fire? Not see...THAT?

AD: You're not saying she'd--

At that moment Fire comes in.

FW: INC...Out.

L: No, this is a wrestling related promo.

The OOWF Promo banner appears and so does a microphone in Lucky's non-injured hand.

FW: Oh...fine. What?

L: Care to comment on your match last night?

FW: Well, it was two against one, really, and those aren't good odds, no matter who it is. I had a strategy in mind, and wasn't able to execute it the way I wanted to. I mean, I totally figured we'd go the whole ten minutes and it'd be a draw, or I'd win right at the very last minute but... *shrug*

L: Uh huh....you're sure about that.

FW: Totally. Why?

L: Because, right here on the tape you can see--

FW: So, I was on my way to make good on my part of the bet, but I see that they're already on the run sheet for next week, so I don't need to. Truth be told, even if I had won, I was going to argue for them to be added to the roster anyway. So, all's well that ends well, and I'd like to focus on the TLC match next week for the OOWF Tag Team Championships.

L: Very well....

FW: I'm looking forward to getting revenge for the attack on my cousin, mo theaghlach...the brother I should have had.....

L: Kai said some very um...interesting things...

FW: Kai likes to hear himself talk. I like to shut him up. And not just for revenge, but to earn the tag team championship finally and solidify my legacy in the OOWF for good.

L: I think as the first woman here, you already have that.

FW: Well, that's true, but I know the tag team was always Alex and Alexis and--

AD: Stop.

Alexander walks up and grabs the microphone away from Lucky.

AD: *to Fire* We'll talk about this...AGAIN...later. *to camera* For as long as I've known Fire...everything we've learned, together and separately, our friendship, our fights...*to Fire again*...EVERYTHING. Has lead to Phoenix Rising and our rightful place atop that ladder, holding the belts--

FW: Championships

AD: --over our heads, and winning the Grand Slam. *still eye to eye with Fire and breaking into a smile, which she matches* And then celebrating like no one has ever celebrated before.

FW: *smiling* Sparkle that, bitches.

The promo banner goes away. And true to contractual obligations, the INC does leave the Suites.

[BookerShark]

FADE in to on-screen graphics that read OOWF Newsbreak. Those FADE and are replaced by a shot of former AWA announcer Marty O'Neil

MON: Good evening, ladies, gentlemen and all transgendered sailors at sea. I'm Marty O'Neil and this is OOWF Newsbreak. We have just received a recorded message here from East Ely, Nevada, the home to talk show host and now wrestling manager Wyatt Cox, speaking on behalf of the newest members of the OOWF, Power and Glory. Here is that recorded message.

The inset still of Wyatt, Edra, and Clio in front of the Sunrise logo pops out to full screen, and Wyatt begins to speak.

Wyatt: I want to thank the OOWF for giving these lovely women the opportunity to perform as a part of this organization. I want also to thank Selena al-Tikriti for her kindnesses and consideration, and I especially want to thank the greatest professional wrestler in the world today, Firewoman, for taking these women to the limit and literally blowing the roof off the house. I meant what I said last night, Fire. You brought the old-school Fire last night, and it showed. I hope that sometime in the future, these women can step into the ring with you and your husband. Edra and Clio each hold two thumbs up

Wyatt: Speaking of which, Alexander Darling, I want to thank you, El Lobo Sangirento, the new Intercontinental Champion Danny Taylor and the World Champion LD Williams for coming out to pull the old New Guard off our backs after the match. Any time you need us to watch your back, just let us know. Power and Glory have just one word for you gentlemen:

Edra & Clio: Thanks!

Wyatt: Now to the Old New Guard or the New Old Guard, the Right Guard, Left Guard, Shin Guard, whatever. You guys claim that you're here to build new talent. You guys claim you're here to elevate new talent. So what do you do? My girls are doing the right thing, facing Firewoman head on in the ring, and after we beat her fair and square, you come in and jump US? What the Hell? Matty Folz, all proud that he took this old man out by popping me in the back of the head with a pair of brass knuckes? Remember Matty, they made more than one pair of them...Little Cubby, the apparent leader of the group, got jealous because two girls did in under 10 minutes what he's never been able to do in his entire career – beat Firewoman. Jealous much? Or were you thinking of softening up Fire so your pet coconut heads might have a better chance against her and Alex next week. But unfortunately for you the Hawaiians have just two chances against Phoenix Rising next week. Slim and None. Speaking of which, Kai and Aina apparently tired of that Wahine ho'okamakama of theirs and decided to hit on a couple of REAL women...again, jumping them from behind because their faces wouldn't stop a clock, the clock would scream and run. Well, Hawaiians, the ladies have three words for you.

Edra & Clio: Bring it, bitches.

Wyatt: And to our friends Stan Fulton and Mai Muyo, nothing personal, but right now it's best we keep our relationship on the back burner. Keep working, fight the good fight. Fire and Alex and Texpress have GOT to admit that you're improving...and soon, Stan Fulton will be a Grand Slam winner, and Stan and Mai will be the Tag Team Champions. Of course, Stan, when that happens, I know you'll give the ladies their chance, right?

Wyatt: And that brings us to this Wednesday Night, OOWF Midweek Mayhem in the Pontiac Silverdome in Pontiac Michigan. Power and Glory get their first OOfficial match in the OOWF by facing the UAWWF Tag Team Champions, the fabled Pontiac Excitement, Firebird and Starfire. One thing that my ladies do is respect and learn from the past, and the Pontiac Excitement is all about history. We look forward to tearing down the house again and adding one more brick to the foundation that will make the Power and the Glory the legendary Tag Team that they are capable of. We're all hitting the gym harder this week than ever before so that we can prove to the believers and non-believers alike that the Power and the Glory will reign over the OOWF Now and Forever More.

Edra & Clio: A-MEN!

MON: Wyatt Cox and his charges Power and Glory, earning their OOWF contract last night with a hard fought victory over Firewoman. Keep a sharp eye on this wily veteran and the rookies as they set the OOWF on fire. In a related story, sources tell OOWF Newsbreak that the phones at American Sunrise Radio have been ringing off the hook with men and women wanting Wyatt Cox to train them to be professional wrestlers. And while no one at American Sunrise will comment, a check of Ely Nevada shows not a hotel room to be had anywhere.

MON: That's it for now. OOWF Midweek Mayhem comes your way LIVE every Wednesday night at 8:00 PM Eastern Time, 7 o'clock Central. Check your local listings for local station.

MON: I'm Marty O'Neil for OOWF Newsbreak. Have a great night everyone."

(Graphics on the bottom of the screen read:) All OOWF programming, talent names, images, likenesses, slogans, wrestling moves, trademarks, logos and copyrights are the exclusive property of OOWF Wrestling, LLC and its subsidiaries. All other trademarks, logos and copyrights are the property of their respective owners. ©2012 OOWF Wrestling, LLC. All Rights Reserved.

FADE

[BookerShark]

The scene opens on General Manager Selena al-Tikriti's office. Chuckles brings her a Fax.

SaT: Dude. Get me a Diet Coke and some Advil. This is from that old man and his lawyer-dudes.

Selena begins reading...

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From the offices of American Sunrise Radio
Wyatt Cox, CEO

Good Morning, Mrs. al-Tikriti:

Attached is the settlement agreement reached by the UNWF Survivors Trust, represented by myself and the legal firm of Schwartz, Schwartz, Schwartz, Schwartz, Schwartz, and Johnson (An EEOC Hire) and the OOWF represented by the legal firm of Dewey, Cheatum, and Howe.

The highlights:

1) The OOWF will immediately withdraw The History and the Hidden Truth behind the UNWF: Murder in the Ring from all sales venues under it's control, including OOWFShopzone and OOWF On Demand
2) The OOWF will immediately convey title to all UNWF footage it received from the former owners of UCW-Kansas and return the library to American Sunrise Radio as representative for the trust. The Trust, as a show of good faith, will, within ten days of receipt, supply the OOWF with any requested footage during the contract term of Power and Glory or other Wyatt Cox supplied talent for a leasing fee of $1.
3) The OOWF will notify all direct purchasers of the above captioned video of the recall and offer them a full refund for the video or an exchange for the currently in production video The UNWF: The Legacy Lives On. Unlike the one disk one hour program, the disk being produced will be a three disk production with narrative by former announcer Rick Stewart and retired wrestling guru Joe Pedicino. Disk 1 wil be a documentary, Disk 2 will be footage of some of the UNWF's legends, including an Ox Baker/Porkchop Cash Heartpunch Battle, excerpts of the Beth Banner/Dump Matsumoto Classic, and highlights of early matches from Marty Jannetty, Shawn Michaels, and Buddy Landell, with late in career matches from Rufus R. Jones, Pat O'Connor, and “Bulldog” Bob Brown. Disk 3 will discuss the ending of the UNWF and the next generation, including footage from the night of infamy, my leaving the sport, and the re-entry to the sport through the Neil Twins. This will include their match against Firewoman at Midweek Mayhem, the compensation of which (including Firewoman's contractually-obligated residual payments) will be paid in full by American Sunrise Radio. All production and duplication costs will be paid for by American Sunrise Radio.
4) All refund returns will be paid by American Sunrise Radio. All refunders and exchangeres will also receive a $5 OOWFShopzone gift card, to be paid upon redemption by American Sunrise Radio.
5) On a monthly basis, OOWF will remit to American Sunrise Radio payment of 50% of the net sales of the replacement disk in two checks. Half of the payment should be made payable to American Sunrise Radio. The second check for the remainder should be made payable to Covenant House.

This minimizes any losses that the OOWF sustained by their bad business deal with UCW-Kansas and rights a terrible wrong. Please refer this to in house counsel and have them get in touch with our counsel as soon as possible to finalize this agreement.

We will also be in touch soon regarding having you as the General Manager and spokesperson for the OOWF to record a brief introduction to the DVD. I look forward to working with you more.

On a personal note, my sincere thanks for not waiting for Firewoman to contact you before putting Power and Glory on this week's card. They were most appreciative. Too bad that you and Omar weren't able to make it to our celebration. It was...unusual. But then, what in the OOWF isn't.

All The Best

Wyatt Cox
American Sunrise Radio[/b]

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Selina notices that there is no attachment

SaT: Chuckles! Where's the rest of the old man's fax?

Chuckles appears with a wheelbarrow full of paper

SaT: Greaaat...take this to our lawyer-dudes and get me a Zevia...I mean, Diet Coke...

C: Juh Juh Juh?

SaT: The old man's got me doing it now.

C: Juh Juh Juh!

SaT: I can't believe I work in this poopy-hole...

Chuckles wheels the fax off as we....

FADE

[BookerShark]

Attitude Adjuster, Stank and LD Williams are hanging out together at Ric’s Sandwich Shoppe, because that’s what the #1 FACE FACTION IN THE OOWF does.

Stank: #1 Face Faction in the OOWF? Aren’t you getting a little carried away, AA?

AA: He said it. Not me!

Stank: He who? You’re writing this promo.

AA: But I don’t have any control over the Voice Over Guy.

Stank: Since when?

AA: I think since I became a face. A lot of stuff changes when you’re a face. I’m still getting use to it.

LDW: Is this what you guys use to talk about when you were feuding?

Voice Over Guy: LD Williams is talking about the #1 TAG TEAM FEUD IN OOWF HISTORY! The Chickenshit Heels vs. Drink & Destroy!

Stank: I really think you have some control over the Voice Over Guy, AA.

AA: I don’t. Really.

LDW: So why are we randomly sitting here?

AA: I’m guessing it’s one of two reasons. Either we’re about to be attacked by the New Guard...

AA, LD and Stank quickly look around the room and find no one else around.

AA: Or we’re here to cut a promo.

Stank: I’d rather cut a promo.

VOG: Stank would like to cut the #1 PROMO THIS WEEK IN THE OOWF!

Stank and LD stare at AA. AA shrugs his shoulders.

AA: Let’s get on with it, then. It’s obvious that we can’t cut the best promo based upon quantity. Wyatt Cox has us there. Geez, does that guy have a job? So we’ll have to do it with quality.

VOG: It’s a good thing LD Williams is with ATTITUDE ADJUSTER AND STANK, the new #1 PROMO TEAM IN THE OOWF!

LDW: Come on! Don’t I get any credit for last week?

AA: That was pretty good. OK, I’ll talk to Voice Over Guy.

Stank: So, LD, you and I are in an OOWF World Heavyweight Title match, with Chris Evans as special guest referee. Early that night, AA has Evans in a match. So do we suggest that AA allow Evans to ref our match in one piece, or that AA try to take out Evans?

LD and Stank stare at each other for half a second. LD finally cracks a smile, and soon both are laughing hysterically.

AA: I don’t find anything funny.

Stank: AA, when was the last time you actually hurt someone in the ring? I mean, that entire deal with you trying to end Firewoman’s career was a fiasco. The best we can hope for in Evans exhausts himself chasing you around the ring.

AA: That actually is sound strategy. I’ll work on that.

LD: But if Evans is the special ref, you know shenanigans will happen.

Stank: The New Guard will probably run in and Evans “won’t see it.”

LD: Turning the entire match into a huge schmozz.

AA: Aren’t you guys forgetting the most important thing?

LD and Stank: What?

AA: What will Evans wear to the ring? You think he’ll wear one of those 1980s belly shirts and ridiculously tight shorts? Or just a regular ref’s shirt with the sleeves ripped off?

LD: That’s what you’re concerned about?

AA: Yeah. That’s important. Also, you guys have to make sure you don’t get into a ricockulous running feud where for the next five months each Pay Per View is headlined with LD vs Evans, with Special Guest Ref Stank; then Stank vs Evans, with Special Guest Ref LD; then LD vs Evans, with Special Guest Timekeeper Stank; then LD vs Stank, with Special Guest Ring Announcer Chris Evans; then…

Stank: OK, we get the point. So how do we avoid that?

AA: We make my match against Evans a special, “If Evans loses, Stank and LD choose Evans’ ring attire.”

Stank: And if you lose?

AA: I have to admit that I have control over the Voice Over Guy?

VOG: THAT WORKS FOR ME!

[BookerShark]

<the camera cuts to the Hallway of Random Encounters where Chuckles is standing with GM Selena's Diet Coke talking to Awesome Bill From Dawsonville>

ABFD: No no no......lookitchere son, that financial plan ain't worth a damn. You got to diversify your monies! HOW. MANY. TIMES. do I gotta say that?

Chuckles: Juh, Juh. Juh

ABFD: 401 what now? <shaking his head> No........no you never give THEM your monies! Damn son ain't I taught you nothin?

Chuckles: Juh

ABFD: Well now, that there is an interestin point. You COULD divest your monies through investitizing in international markets, but what with the unstability of the middle east regions and the uncertitude of them there Greeks, well hell, you could wind up losin it all

Chuckles: Juh, juh, juh

ABFD: Ok, I will go over this ONE MORE DAMN TIME. What I do is take me a empty pine cone party likker jar and take half my monies and bury that sumbitch in the back yard. Then, you take a full jar of pine cone party likker and drink that sumbitch down. When you can't see no more, that is when you are ready to investify the rest of your money! You take the other half of your money, put it in the empty jar, and bury that sumbitch somewhere. Hell I probably got uh.........well I got lots of jars buried in the back yard.........WHERE THE HELL IS MY MONEY?

Chuckles: juh, juh, juh, juh

ABFD: DON'T DRINK......what the........listen here, that is the POINT of the plan! Chuckles you is dumber than hell

<just the Justin walks up and joins the conversation>

ABFD: JUSTIN! We gonna get them Flying Hawia......Howia......them same old boys again this week?

JS: No, we get Mai....

ABFD: My what?

JS: Mai Muyo

ABFD: What's a muyo?

JS: A wrestler?

ABFD: You have a wrestler?

JS: I do?

ABFD: You said my muyo

JS: Your muyo?

ABFD: I have a muyo?

JS: You do?

<the two of them stop and stare at one another, now completely confused>

Chuckles: Juh, juh

ABFD: Oh, that ol Mai Muyo girl, well hell Justin, why didn't you just say so?

JS: I thought I did

ABFD: And ol Stan, that ol boy is outstandener than hell!

JS: I think he is a heel

ABFD: A what now?

JS: A bad guy

ABFD: Uh uh. That ol boy likes the NASCAR......HEY! you got a shovel?

JS: No

ABFD: Well hell, where can we get a shovel?

JS: Didn't Chris Evans sell shovels for awhile?

ABFD: He did?

JS: Why do we need a shovel?

ABFD: I need to dig up my monies! I have an idea!

JS: Will it help us win a match?

ABFD: Hell yeah son!

JS: Sweet! Chuckles, can I borrow five bucks?

<Chuckles hands over five bucks>

JS: What's the plan?

ABFD: We is gonna sponsor us a NASCAR! the #13 Pine Cone Party Likker Gonna Whup Some Ass With My Big Block Them Dawgs Is Hell Aint' They!

Chuckles: JUH!

JS: AWESOME! wait......how is that going to help us beat Stan and Mai?

ABFD: Your what?

<fade>

[BookerShark]

"Thank your lucky stars Danny Taylor. Thank them right now. Thank them that you not only survivied with that belt in a match against me, but managed to avoid having to do it again this week.

How does it feel, to know your days are numbered? How does it feel to be hunted down like an aminal? How does it feel to know the ambush is coming? Like a great hunter, I will have my prize, I just have to wait for the right time to strike. and when I strike, you will feel every fucking bone in your body broken, every muscle ripped from the bone, every ounce of blood you have spilled. Because the longer I have to wait, the more of a beating I will put on you.

And much like a hunter hones his skills by taking smaller prey, so this week I get my hands on little Matty Folz. I regret not being the one to de-throne you, but I will have the satisfaction of being the one to put you out of your misery. And misery you will have little Matty. The pain and suffering I am preparing for the mute will be brought upon you first. You will beg for mercy, and I will show none. You will scream in agony, and I will enjoy it. You are about to feel my pain Matt, And there is nothing you can do to change the course of history

[BookerShark]

It's Saturday Morning at Wyatt Cox's American Sunrise Radio training facility. Several people in Wrestling gear are around a ring as Power and Glory are working out with two in the ring. Wyatt and a trainer are watching from an elevated platform. Suddenly an alarm sounds.

Trainer: What's that?

WC: Perimeter alarm. Looks like security found someone sneaking on the property. (Wyatt picks up a Public Address microphone) Attention Everyone! (Everyone stops) Our security system as picked up an intruder. For our security and your safety, please move to the left side of the ring where you will find several Lucha masks. Please don one until further notice. Thank you. (Wyatt puts down the microphone and turns to the trainer.) You too, Ali.

Trainer: Me?

WC: Especially you. Security. I don't want anyone knowing who has access here.

(The fat cop from TheKai's earlier promo, now apparently working a side job, brings in the handcuffed forms of Continuity, Kay Fabe, and the SFJ who's been following Wyatt and Power and Glory.)

WC: YOU! And you two? What's going on?

FC: (In an atrocious Irish brogue) I Found them trying to sneak around the sensors. This one (points to Continuity) fell over one.

WC: Good work, Clancy. Take off the handcuffs. So, young lady, why are you here?

(Kay Fabe points to Continuity but Wyatt interrupts)

WC: Not you, Kay. This SFJ. What's your damage?

SFJ: Well, Miss Selina told me to come here and find out how Power and Glory's training was going.

WC: Haven't you heard of calling? These weekend sessions are closed to everyone except the participants. This is the girls time to...girls?

(We see two of the participants wearing these masks:)



WC: Girls! (Edra and Clio start giggling)

Edra: But Uncle Wyatt, you said...

WC: Take them off...

Edra & Clio: Yes, Uncle Wyatt... (Everyone starts laughing)

WC: (Rolls Eyes) So why are you two here?

(Continuity and Kay Fabe point at each other until Kay pulls out her iPad...Marty o'Neil's earlier promo is shows)

MON: In a related story, sources tell OOWF Newsbreak that the phones at American Sunrise Radio have been ringing off the hook with men and women wanting Wyatt Cox to train them to be professional wrestlers. And while no one at American Sunrise will comment, a check of Ely Nevada shows not a hotel room to be had anywhere.

WC: Good catch, Kay. (Kay reaches over and smacks Continuity upside the head.) Young lady, where did they find you a room?

SFJ: This little place outside of town called Cedar Grove.

WC: (Dumbfounded) Cedar Grove. Didn't you notice the rooms were a little SMALL?

SFJ: It seemed to be a little spartan. Noisy too.

WC: That's because it's a Boarding Kennel!

(Continuity smacks Kay back with a look of “See!” Kay hold up her hands in a “My Bad” pose)

WC: OK, Clancy, show these two out. Young lady, I admire your tenacity, but this has to stop. When is your plane out of here?

SFJ: Tomorrow afternoon.

WC: OK, I'll let you stay and talk to us after the workout, but no cameras, our guests here deserve some privacy.

SFJ: Even this one? (Pointing to the trainer wearing a Regeneration X T-shirt)

WC: Especially her. Clancy?

FC: Yessir?

WC: Send someone over to Cedar Grove and get this one's belongings. She's staying in guest room 37B tonight.

FC: Yes sir!

WC: OK, everyone, back to work.

(The scene shifts to the next morning, Wyatt, Edra, Clio, and the SFJ are on top of a mountain just before sunrise.)

WC: Young lady, you are about to see something special. This is the one time that I will let you photograph us.

SFJ: (Takes out a camera) What is this?

WC: It's something we do once a week. We come up here to catch the first sun of the day. It also gives us an opportunity to … get in touch with our loved ones...our inner lights. Hush now, please.

(Wyatt, Edra, and Clio face where the sun is about to break over the horizon. They close their eyes and hold hands while the sun slowly rises and a soft glow envelopes them. They all smile in unison as if they heard a soft, friendly voice. After a short time a tear trickles down their cheeks. They open their eyes and share a group hug. The girls sob gently.)

Edra: Oh, Uncle Wyatt, you were right. They are proud of us.

WC: I told you.

SFJ: Wow...that was cool.

WC: It's not cool. It's love. OK, breakfast time. Spinach omelets all the way around.

Edra & Clio: Uncle Wyatt.....


(Wyatt, Edra and Clio get into the SUV as the SFJ follows and we...)

FADE

[BookerShark]

FADE in on GM Selena's office. Chuckles the Clown is not around. He's in what Selena calls a "time out." So, he's in a closet somewhere. Solitary. With a smartphone. And an E-Trade app. Guess Awesome Bill got through to him.

Anyway, Selena is going through her mail. She picks up a fancy envelope.

"Ooooooo. Pretty."

Selena opens the envelope and removes an invitation. She reads the announcement aloud, because... we'll she's a young girl and reading hasn't always come easy to her.

"'We would like to cordially invite you to the wedding of Kay Fabe and Stanley Fulton. To be held during Bloodbath in Paradise 5 in Las Vegas, Nevada on July 29, 2012. Live on Pay-per-View'"

"They literally wrote that it was on pay-per-view? Really?"

Selena picks up the phone and dials an inside line.

"Legal dudes. We have a problem. Fulton and Kayfabe are getting married. We can't have one wrestler with influence over Kay. It'll screw everything up. Get the whole team on this."

She cradles the receiver.

"I would get to wear a new dress."

She picks up the phone and dials an outside line.

"Omie! I need a new dress."

FADE

[BookerShark]

(Wyatt is in his office with the SFJ talking about the history of Edra and Clio and looking through his mail which has been piling up)

SFJ: Rheumatic Fever, never heard of it.

WC: Yeah, went undiagnosed for a few years. It follows a strep infection, and no one picked up on it. When Martha's mom and dad went to taken her to KU Med center, there was a truck jackknifed in the road. They didn't see it until it was too late. Sheared the top of the car off.

SFJ: Oh my God.

WC: If it hadn't been for Martha being asleep in the back seat she would have been dead too. Fortunately her brother and sister were a lot older – Martha was what we called an Oops baby back then – so they were allowed to take custody of her.

SFJ: Oops?

WC: Ned was almost 18 and Nancy was 16 when Martha was born. It was a scary time, and when she turned up pregnant, well...

SFJ: What about the father?

WC: She never said. To this day we...(Wyatt picks up a fancy envelope addressed to Edra and Clio in care of him. Being the nosy Uncle he opens the envelope. His eyes widen but he tried to remain collected.)

WC: I'm sorry, what time is your flight?

SFJ: 5:30.

WC: Three hours. I'm going to ask Edra and Clio to go with you and Clancy to the airport. They'll be good company.

SFJ: Really?

WC: Just don't try to go TMZ on them or it won't be pretty....

SFJ: Thanks, Mr Cox. I appreciate your help this weekend.

WC: Not at all, but next time CALL, ok?

SFJ: I'll try.

WC: Thanks. (Clancy and the girls show up at the office door) Clancy, take this young lady to the airport. The girls will keep her company. Ladies, loose lips, understand?

Edra: Yes, Uncle Wyatt...

(Wyatt shakes hands with the SFJ and they all leave the office. His mood changes as he picks up the phone)

WC: Hello. Yes, it's me. What the fuck? Yes, I know, you're happy. Congratulations. But Stan? No, he's a decent guy, but he's an active wrestler. Yes, I know. But an active wrestler. That's against the rules. NO, your dad was retired. Yes, you granddad was too. Don't talk to me like that young lady. I have an interest in this. Well, for starters, he's still associated with the New Guard, Old Guard, Crossing Guard, Life Guard, Border...what? Hell, I still do it better than Nash, and I don't pull a hamstring doing it. That's beside the point. And at a Pay Per View? You of all people know these things don't go well. HEY! Does your mother know you talk with that mouth? Look don't do anything until we can talk. Well, we were coming in on Tuesday, but I better make arrangements to come in on Monday. Yes, the girls want to get some workout time in, and I need to go to Dallas the end of the week to look over the plane. Well, the girls are off that week because of the anniversary show. OK, let's talk. I think you haven't thought this through. Of course I'm happy, but this doesn't sound right to me. OK. Take care, Kay. Right. Bye.

(Wyatt hangs up the phone...)

WC: What are you up to, Stan....

(Wyatt stares at the invitation as we...)

FADE

[BookerShark]

We come up in the Destroyatorium, where Spencer Darling and Dynamite Danny Taylor are sitting watching OOWF Television. Ricky Soaring Eagle's last promo plays, and Danny let's out a little sigh.

Spencer: That is one angry individual.

Danny nods in agreement, then he points to his bicep.

Spencer: Oh, no doubt that he's tough. He seems to want the IC Championship, so it looks like you are gonna have quite the fight on your hands.

Danny nods then taps on his head.

Spencer: Good call, use your brain the same way he uses his (she does finger quotes) pain. It won't be easy, but when is anything easy around here?

Danny chuckles silently. At this point Dashing Victor Deniro joins the two of them.

DVD: You don't have it any easier this week. Rabbit has a new, and more dangerous attitude. It being a non title match will only make him more dangerous, as he will have no reason to play within the rules.

Spencer: Ahh, come one, Bunny isn't that bad.

DVD: Whatever "bunny" he used to be, is not what Rabbit Mask is now. I don't know what caused this change, but the way he keeps dropping people on their heads, the arrogance, the backstage assaults. Rabbit is not someone to be taken for a joke.

Danny thinks about this, then nods in agreement.

DVD: Be safe out there, between the New Guard and Ricky, we've "felt enough pain". It's time Drink and Destroy started dishing it out. Spencer, see if you can find Ashley and Lobo, I think it's time we stepped up the training.

Spencer heads off as Vic and Danny discuss strategy and we

FADE

[BookerShark]

~~~ Zane and Chad are in the Spin Hansen Memorial Training Facility, wrapping up a sparring session. The climg out of the ring are are met by another RNSFJ ~~~

RNSFJ: So are you guys ready to face a pair of OOWF legends in Harper Camby and Tommy O'Neil?

Chad: Us, ready? Of course we'll be ready. The real question is, will The Devil's Brigade be ready?

RNSFJ: Well, you know they aren't retired. They've been wrestling in Ireland for the past several years now.

Zane: Ireland is Ireland. It's not the OOWF. Harper and Tommy were successful during their time here, but they never made it big. They never broke through. They were overshadowed but the 3 Piece Sets, the wCws, The Team from Down Unders, the Drink & Destroys.

Well here's your chance. You get the call, come back for one more match. One more shot at the brass ring. One more chance to change your legacy. And all you have to do....is Measure Up

~~~ Zane and Chad grabs bottles of Aquafina and we fade as they take a drink ~~~

[BookerShark]

(Wyatt and the Girls are loading up the SUV to drive to the airport)

WC: How is is that I need a suitbag, suitcase, and a case for the radio gear, and each one of you has three suitcases....

Edra: Uncle Wyatt, we're women. Women always need more stuff...

Clio: Because we have to look good. You never know...

WC: No Edna and Chloe, right?

Edra & Clio: No, Uncle Wyatt.

WC: OK, let's just let those two rest a while...

Edra & Clio: Yes, Uncle Wyatt.

WC: Good. Fire already wants to kill me because she still thinks that was MY idea, not yours.

Edra: Why are we going in so early, Uncle Wyatt.

WC: I think it's a good thing that you have a chance ot meet some more of the people on the roster.

Clio: Like Fire?

Edra & Clio: EEEE.

WC: Girls, I'm not going to guarantee that Fire will even talk to us again. She's focusing on their Tag Title match on Wednesday. Still, we need to make sure we have some friends on our side.

Edra: Like Stan and Mai?

WC: Well, maybe. I want to talk to the Drink and Destroy guys They've had their problems with these New Guard geeks, and I suspect they might like a few more strong arms.

Clio: Danny and Lobo seem like nice guys, but....

WC: But what...

Edra: She wants to meet Spencer and Ashley...

Clio: Well...they're cute...

WC: You two...

Edra: You said it yourself, Uncle Wyatt...All work and no play...

Clio: Makes Uncle Wyatt more boring...

WC: OK, OK, we'll try to take time to unwind while we're there. Justin will be there, too...and maybe we can get to meet LD and Stank. Just remember, girls....we have to watch each other's backs.

Edra: The Old Guard?

Clio: Face Guard?

Edra: Right Guard?

Clio: Crossing Guard?

Edra: Point Guard?

Clio: Power Forward?

(Wyatt and Edra stare at Clio)

Clio: What? I still have Oklahoma City and Boston in the finals?

Edra: ...and you're still half right...

Clio: You know that Miami...

WC: GIRLS! We don’t want this to become a Davin Moreland promo...

Edra & Clio: Who?

WC: Never mind, you'll learn about the old GOAT soon enough. OK, to the airport, overnight in Las Vegas, then off to Midweek Mayhem in the Pontiac Silverdome in Pontiac Michigan. (Crowd pops in the distance)

Edra: How do they do that?

WC: Oh, that's not the good one...watch this. (Turning to the INC) Wednesday night, for the first time officially as a part of the OOWF, Power and Glory will show the millions (in the distance as an echo “And Millions”) of the OOWF fans how two women can function as one, How the best in the OOWF can't stand up to the immovable object, the irresistible force, the Power and the Glory, and how they will reign over the Tag Team division of the OOWF Now and Forever More!

Edra & Clio: (as a reflex) A-MEN!

WC: See, you're getting it. OK, let's get a protein shake for now, then a nice steak tonight in Las Vegas.

Clio: Sizzler?

WC: Naw, let's live it up tonight. The Golden Steer. In honor of Lee Pete.

Edra & Clio: COOL!

(Wyatt shuts the cargo hatch and the girls head back inside. He stops for a minute and feels the Barbed wire crucifix in his pocket, then heads inside as we...)

FADE

[BookerShark]

**SFJ#47 approaches with L.D. Williams as he leaves Ric’s.**

SFJ#47: “L.D., Wednesday night you will face the stiffest challenge yet to your World Heavyweight Championship reign when you face off against Stank.”

LDW: “You’re right, it will be a challenge. I hear what people are saying - Stank is bigger, Stank is stronger, He’s a better talker, a better dancer, and far better looking. Let‘s be honest, every word of that is true, and it seems like Lucas’ brother has given him some extra motivation. But a number of years ago Stank and I faced off with the World Title on the line. Back then, he was bigger, stronger, a better talker, a better dancer, better looking, and had been World Heavyweight Champion for longer than anyone ever. When the dust settled, the World Title was around my waist. I’m not guaranteeing victory by any stretch of the imagination - at best the odds are about 50-50, but I.m not ready to be written off just yet.

SFJ#47: “As an extra twist, Chris Evans has been named the special guest referee. What impact do you think that will have?”

LDW: “What can he do? If he screws me, he has to chase Stank for the title. If he screw’s Stank, he still has to chase me. If he and his crew screw both of us…well we call that a Wednesday. Evans has a lot of control over how Wednesday ends, but I don’t see how he can turn that into any long term impact for the New Guard.”

SFJ#47: What about the long term impact on your friendship with Stank?”

LDW: “There won’t be any. Stank and I have done this dance before, and we’ll do it again. Win or lose, he’s still family. Besides, if we turned on each other, it would break up the #1 FACE FACTION IN THE OOWF - the strain might be to much for AA’s aging heart.”

AA: “I heard that!”

<fade>

[BookerShark]

We come back up in the Destroyatorium and see the entire crew engaged in various activities. Danny and Lobo sit at a table discussion match tactics, Spencer is pouring a round of drinks, Ashley is playing with Shotglass, and Vic is watching a replay of Wyatt's last promo. He has a concerned look on his face, lost in thought. Ashley picks up Shotglass and walks over.

Ashley: Penny for your thoughts Vic?

DVD: (points at the TV screen) I don't trust this guy.

Ashley: Meh, he's a little creepy, but he seems harmless.

DVD: I don't think he is, we've seen others like him before babe.

Ashley: We have?

DVD: IQ, Eco, Eric, and so many more. The manipulators, the schemers. Plans upon plans, hidden truths. I don't like it. Look at his dames, they have talent, why use trickery to get them here.

Ashley: Trickery? Care to elaborate on that.

DVD: They could have come up through OOVWF like so many others. They could have established themselves in Canada or Mexico or Europe like Lobo, Ghost and others. They could have done like Danny and spent three years sending in Audition tapes until the GM took a chance on em, but instead, he targeted an active wrestler already distracted by other obligations with attacks of character, goading her into a handicapped match to force them a chance into the door. It seems shady to me.

Ashley: He seems to think his girls could form an alliance with us.

Vic sneers.

DVD: Yeah, I really want to form an alliance with a guy that was willing to help train two people that took a good friend out of this business and that has caused us immeasurable amounts of pain. If the New Guard comes to attack them, Danny and Lobo will help out because it's the right thing to do, but training together, welcoming them in for drinks. Not going to happen.

Ashley: Why not?

DVD: The Hawaiians, JP Sparxx, Evans, Fulton. The list of people we once called friend that have turned on us is pretty deep. We can't afford to make that mistake again.

Ashley: You are sounding a little paranoid Vic.

DVD: Is it paranoia if they are really out to get you babe?

Ashley does not seem to have an answer for this as we

FADE

[BookerShark]

~~~ Chad Madison walks into Ric's Sub Shoppe (Home of the Number 9 Steak and Cheese, get yours today!) and grabs a bottle of Aquafina. He looks around and spots Alex and Fire sitting together enjoying some tofu or something. ~~~

Chad: There they are, America's sweethearts.

Fire: Hey there, join us?

Alex: If you aren't in a hurry or anything, we'd understand if you were and needed to go....

~~~ Fire elbows Alex in the ribs ~~~

Alex: Oww.. Stop that

Fire: Be nice.

Chad: Alex, I know you're a big TV fan, Have you heard of this new podcast, TV for Vendetta?

Alex: No.

Chad: You should check it out. Right up your alley it seems.

Fire: I saw you guys did some ringwork.

Chad: Yeah, watched some tape and found that The Devil's Brigade is eerily similar to Zane and I. Big Power guy, smaller technical guy. I'm a better high flier than Tommy, but he's got a grappling edge.

Alex: I always liked their gimmick.

Fire: I'm sure you guys will do fine against them.

Chad: Thanks. We should be fine, but you never know. I did want to ask you, we head to Houston after the next PPV. You two up for a trip to San Antonio for a visit to the Children's Hospital?

Fire: Yes!
Alex: No.

Chad: Awww, C'Mon. It's great PR for you and the company. I think Bridgette had even talked to DH to come make an appearance. Danny and Lobo are invited too, and I'm trying to get LD to come as well. Same deal as last time, we'll fly you back and forth. We're doing it the 26th, day before Mayhem.

Fire: Alex, you should go, I know I've enjoyed myself at these.

Alex: It's days after a PPV, who knows what shape we'll be in and what kind of match we will have scheduled that next night.

Fire: (to Chad) I'll talk him into it. Have Bridgette get the info to Lucky.

Chad: Sweet! So, you two ready for TLC?

Alex: Of course we are. Stupid question.

Fire: Now pookie....

Chad: Easy there man, I'm not questioning your readiness or anything. Zane and I are rooting for you. I know you won't want it, but I'll just say if you feel like getting another opinion of your strategy with the Hawaii'ans, let Zane and i know.

Alex: Like I'd want Your opinion. You guys have lost, what, 3 in a row to them now?

Fire: Be nice honey.

Chad: It's cool. I get it. Just think about this: we've also beaten them more than anyone else has. I'm not saying you don't know what you're doing, just that there's more than one way to skin a cat. Good Luck.

Alex: We won't need luck. We are Phoenix Rising.

Chad: Yeah, I know. Good luck anyway

~~~ Chad extends his hand to Alex. There is a tense moment, but Alex does shake Chad's hand briefly. Chad leaves, and Alex sits motionless until he is out of sight. Once Chad is gone, Alex stands immediately and excuses himself from the table. ~~~

Fire: Where are you going?

Alex: To wash my hands. There's no telling where his grubby paws have been lately.

~~~ Fade ~~~