OOWF Judgment Eve 8 PPV

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OOWF Judgment Eve 8
Live! From Tokyo, Japan

OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match[/u]
Chris Evans vs. LD Williams

OOWF Intercontinental Title Match - Title Can Change Hands on a DQ[/u]
Rabbit Mask vs. Danny Taylor

OOWF World Tag Team Title Ultimate Endurance (First Fall Street Fight, Second Fall Lucha Rules, Third Fall Ladder Match)[/u]
Texpress vs. Holy Spirit Squad vs. Power & Glory vs. Banned From Everywhere

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match[/u]
Ghosthead vs. Ricky Soaring Eagle

Best of Seven Series - Match 2: Blood Pond Street Fight[/u]
Moosehead Jack vs. Firewoman

Tokyo Street Fight[/u]
Stank & Attitude Adjuster vs. Johnny Adrenaline & FF Capslock

Matt Folz v. The Kai
The Darling Twins vs. Comrade Sharkoff & The Russian Tiger

Card subject to tentacle pron

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*fade-in to Chris Evans*

Evans: You're right actually, Ski Mask Guy. This titleIS tarnished. But not by me of course. Its been tarnished by those like LD, who are past their prime and still found a way to luck out and carry it. Well, I have plans for this title, plans that I've actually had for a few weeks now, but I had to wait a little while in order to get around to it. I am "Lionheart" Chris Evans, the man who has single-handedly ignited a new flame in the OOWF and in the sport of professional wrestling. And my plan, well I guess you could call it a tribute. In the tradition of LD Williams, of Stank, of Davin Moreland....I call this tribute...

*Evans drops the title, and the camera pans down to see that he dropped it into a garbage can*.

A baptism of fire.

*Evans lights a match and drops it into the trashcan, which sets on fire*

You see, I'm no ordinary champion, and some old hand-me-down belt like that was not good enough for someone of my caliber, so I went and I got myself another championship title, one that I will be able to wear with pride, knowing that this title is mine and mine alone. Behold, the new and improved OOWF World title



Now THAT, THAT is a champion's title. So get used to it, cause I doubt that other title is gonna be useful for much of anything anymore, except for maybe kindling. You want that old belt, LD, you can have it.

*Evans laughs at this as the OOWF World title continues to burn in the trash can and we fade to black*

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(Mary Lou and the twins are in the dressing room furious over the ending of the match as Wyatt comes in.)

Edra: Dad, I'm sorry..

Clio: We couldn't...

Mary Lou: They THREW ME OUT!

Wyatt: Settle down, Ladies. I think we've got a definite advantage at the Pay Per View.

(Mary Lou and the twins just turn and look at Wyatt. Mary Lou stalks up to Wyatt., getting as close to his face as is possible given their height differences, and begins poking him in the chest for emphasis.)

Mary Lou: The girls haven't won a match this MONTH. They haven't gotten a PIN since Edra got Stank up at the Pay Per View. While YOU have been running around STIRRING things UP and MAKING things HARDER for them.

(The twins come up behind Mary Lou and gently pull her away from Wyatt.)

Edra: Take it easy, Mary Lou.

Clio: Yeah, we trust Dad. He knows best.

Mary Lou: Does he? That attack last week on Stan and Mai, the Ellie Mae embarrassment, he and Moose even attacked YOU. And where has it gotten you. A month without a WIN.

Clio: Now, Mary Lou...

Wyatt: She's right.

Edra: Huh?

Wyatt: I let things get too personal between Stan and Mai. They never understood...and now, well, we paid for my transgressions. I'm truly sorry.

Clio: Job 21:19 [It is said,] 'God stores up a man's punishment for his sons.' Let him repay the man himself, so that he will know it!

Edra: But we're daughter, duh!

Clio: Same dealio, duh!

Mary Lou: Never mind, I wanna hear this grand scheme of Wyatt's. OK, lay it on me.

Wyatt:. First, Texpress is 12-18-1 in multiway matches, or what they like to call Clusterbombs. Power and Glory are 2-1.

Mary Lou:. That loss being against Stan and Mai and Bill and Justin!

Wyatt:. And Stan and Mai were out of their game tonight. New tape, new moves. We need to get on that tape. Work on those counters. Plus Bill and Justin.

Mary Lou: Who are on one hell of a winning streak.

Wyatt:. But we have a significant edge over them as long as we can keep them out of their game. And their new edge is Ellie Mae. And we have the much better, upgraded version.

Edra:. Yes, we do.

Clio:. Totally.

Mary Lou:. I'm just worried that you're not keeping the twins best interests at heart.

Wyatt:. What!

Mary Lou:. I think...

Wyatt:. (Turns around on Mary Lou) I sacrificed a CAREER, a LIFE, for these two. They were the ONLY reason I EXISTED for TWENTY YEARS! THEIR life was MY life.

Mary Lou:. But you're losing perspective...

Wyatt:. PERSPECTIVE? Beth is DEAD! Their MOM is dead. We've lost more than we ever thought we could. And what happened to you? You got beat up by Lisa FUCKING Darling!

Mary Lou:. But...

Wyatt:. You've learned more about perspective in the LAST 45 DAYS than you did in FOUR YEARS in COLLEGE. And YOU'RE lecturing ME?

(Mary Lou breaks down in tears as Clio and Edra comfort her. Wyatt tries to take them in his arms but they pull away.)

Wyatt: . Look, we're...all a little on edge. Why don't we sleep on this and approach this with a fresh mind in the morning.

Mary Lou:. Yes, that'll be good for the three of you. I'm leaving.

Edra:. NO!

Clio:. YOU are staying HERE. We all NEED you.

Mary Lou:. Not your father.

Wyatt:. Don't say that. You're doing what you thought was right. You stood up for the girls. Like Marty would have. Like Beth..like she....

(Wyatt starts to lose it, and the girls go to comfort him. A light goes on in Mary Lou's head and she gets it.)

Mary Lou:. SHE...she would have said what I said. Beth, I mean. Is that what you meant...by an upgrade?

Wyatt:. Let's get..let's get moving. We need to get to Tokyo.

(Wyatt pulls away from the family obviously upset and Mary Lou and the twins are holding each other in concern as we...)

FADE

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Firewoman is SITTING~! on the edge of the exam table in the training room, after having her wounds attended to. She seems a little out of it. Lucky comes in.

L: How you avoided a concussion is one of the miracles of modern medicine.

FW: It's OOWF. Concussions don't live here.

L: You had one for a few months last year.

FW: Well, we didn't know that's what it was we thought...can we go now?

L: Yeah, let me help you.

FW: I don't need--

However as she slides off the table, she clearly does. He loops an arm over his neck.

FW: Aw, thanks. You're the bestest valet ever.

L: Uh huh...what exactly did they give you?

Fire thinks about this, as if analyzing the feelings.

FW: I think some kind of opiate derivative.

L: Great, that should interact well with everything else.

FW: I think I just want a shot of Jameson, and to go to bed.

L: Not going to happen. On top of everything else, that's liable to land you back into "observation."

FW: Right. Where's Alex?

L: Um....

FW: WHERE?

L: He's in Selena's office trying to get you out of this stupid--

She pushes herself away from him.

FW: I'm fine.

L: You're swaying.

FW: I'll BE fine for Sunday. I told him to stay out of it.

L: Fire...I'm pretty sure your brother just tried to--

FW: He's just....he always gets....

Fire struggles to find words, as if she's just trying to understand what is happening. Whether it's the pain medication, the injuries, or just remembering everything that happened in the ring..or some combination of the three. Finally she just sighs.

FW: Lucky...I just want to go to sleep.

L: Okay, c'mon.

He continues to help her along.

FW: It'll be fine, Lucky...it'll be fine.

Lucky sighs and shakes his head, not believing her. Fire also is starting to look a little bit like she doesn't believe it herself.

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*Moosehead Jack bruised and hurting sits in a corner of Stank's locker room gulping intermittently a bottle of Jameson. Stank also in pain from the night before, quietly observes Moose from the opposite end of the room.*

MHJ - Take a picture it will last longer.

Stank - Cute.

MHJ - Would you relax. I won.

Stank - Nobody wins in this feud, Moose.

MHJ - You see, that's where you're wrong. I win. No matter what happens whether Lisa Quinn emerges victorious, or Lisa Darling lies dea-

*Before Moose can finish his statement, or can react in any way, Stank has got him pinned to the wall, his meaty forearm lodged against Moose's throat.*

Stank - Don't eVEN THINK IT, JACK!

MHJ - *through gritted teeth* It won't come to that Lucas. I KNOW it!

*Stank relaxes his hold a little so Moose can breath. A few heartbeats pass as Stank glares at Moose before the big man turns and walks back over to where he stood before.*

Stank - I... I'm sorry. It's just between you and Lisa, and fucking Francis Ferdinand Capslock with his bitch buddies Johnny and that masked pussy, I'm having trouble processing it all.

MHJ - This right here can provide all the processing you need.

*Moose walks over and hands Stank the bottle of Jameson. Stank smirks and takes a swig. The big man scowls before setting the bottle down on a nearby table.*

Stank - You kill Lisa, I'll kill you right after.

MHJ - And what if she kills me?

Stank - ... ... She won't.

MHJ - You better hope you're wrong.

*Before Stank can offer a retort, he spots his brother, clutching the Onslaught Championship belt, and walking past the open door of his locker room. Stank walks over and sticks his head out into the hallway, watching his brother round a corner. He briefly considers following him, but returns to his locker room and shuts the door behind him instead.

The camera cuts to Ghosthead as he enters his own locker room and finds it has been vandalized. Knowing his next opponent's propensity for backstage attacks, Ghosthead shuts his eyes and concentrates on his surroundings, he hears people walking the halls of the arena, the scurrying of rodents a few yards away within the walls, the sounds of vehicles parking just beyond those walls, and heavy breathing from the private bathroom of his locker room. Ghost opens his eyes as he stands in the doorway of his space.*

Ghost - Come out. I know you're in there Ricky Soaring Eagle.

*Ricky Soaring Eagle walks out of the restroom with his hands balled up into fists by his sides.*

RSE - You're back early.

Ghost - What is it you hoped to accomplish by messing up my locker room?

RSE - I was sending you a message.

Ghost - And that message was what? That you don't like my stuff?

RSE - I don't know. You came back before I had a chance to finish.

Ghost - If you wish to attack me, then do so.

RSE - You would love that, wouldn't you? No. I will not attack you.

Ghost - Well that I didn't expect.

RSE - Don't misunderstand me. I won't beat you down, yet. I choose not to attack you now because you want me to... and I want you to feel my pain. I don't care for that belt you hold, but you won't feel my pain... until you know I have beaten you.

*Ghosthead smiles.*

Ghost - I'm going to do something for you Ricky Soaring Eagle that no one else has... I'm going to relieve you of your pain...

*Ricky scowls heavily at this.*

Ghost - ... and introduce you to a whole new one.

RSE - You will not. All the suffering there is I have endured it... You will NOT break me.

Ghost - You will be reborn... just like the rabbit.

RSE - Do NOT COMPARE ME, to THAT RUNT!

Ghost - You too will know, just like everybody else...

RSE - SHUT UP!!

*And just like that Ricky Soaring Eagle LAUNCHES himself at Ghosthead who deftly avoids the charge, shoving Ricky out into the hallway. Ghosthead shuts the door behind him and locks it. Ricky rises to his feet and launches himself against the door. He kicks at it mightily, but the door holds.*

RSE - COWARD! GET OUT HERE!

*Ghosthead grins from the other side of the door, as he listens to Ricky Soaring Eagle beat against it, cursing and screaming. Eventually the noise subsides and Ghosthead listens to Ricky Soaring Eagle stomping down the hallway, knocking over anything in his way. Ghosthead's grin morphs into an unholy smile.*

Ghost - My wrath, My fury, My ruin

Fade to commercial break

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<back to Moose and Stank in the locker room>

MHJ: What are you getting so worked up for? It was a good match

S: Not the point

MHJ: Let me ask you this, how many rules did I break?

S: <clearly annoyed by the line of questioning> none Jack

MHJ: That's right. None. I beat her fair and square, in the middle of the ring.....

S: Using the same move that nearly crippled many men........and the move that......

MHJ: Say it

S: Fuck off

MHJ: SAY IT

S: <glaring at Moose> the move that killed her

MHJ: And is she dead?

S: What is your point?

MHJ: My point is, I out-wrestled her. I beat her in an Onslaught rules match.

S: So there, you proved your point. You are the better wrestler. Good for you.

MHJ: <throwing the now empty bottle against the wall> NO! Don't you fucking GET it? Firewoman was a better wrestler than me. I never denied that. She was fucking nearly on par with LD Williams in the ring. There were so many things in the match that Firewoman wouldn't have done. That.........that wasn't Firewoman.........that was still Lisa Motherfucking Darling. And I proved, I am a FAR better wrestler than Lisa Fucking Darling

S: <just staring at Moose> You do remember what she is capable of........right?

MHJ: Yeah, I remember. I just need to know if SHE fucking remembers. I need more whiskey

<without another word, Moose turns and walks out of the locker room. Stank stares into space for a few minutes>

S: they are both fucking crazy

<Stank rummages through his bag and pulls out a picture of Moose and Fire from their days in the Five. Fire has the OOWF World Heavyweight Title over one shoulder, and she and Moose are both bloody and grinning an evil grin.......likely taken after a beatdown of Alex. Stank stares at it for a minute, then puts it back in his bag with a sigh>

S: Dammit

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We come up in a back room of the Destroyatorium. Danny is beating away at a practice dummy, as Vic sits on a nearby stool reading a folder. It's clear that he has been talking for a while, but Danny seems to be paying no notice.

DVD: If you look, Rabbit tends to lift his left hand towards his throat moments before spitting the white mist. I'm not sure if it's a tell, but it is definitely something we should be aware of.

Vic looks up and sees that Danny appears to not be paying attention to him.

DVD: DANNY!

DDT stops his workout and turns to look at his friend and manager. He just shrugs his shoulders.

DVD: Dude, I'm trying to give you match prep for the PPV, and you are blowing me off.

Danny frowns, then he makes the motion of spitting mist, shakes his head no, and then does the belt around his waist motion.

DVD: Sure the belt changes hands on a DQ, but you still need to worry about the mist.

Danny shrugs his shoulders.

DVD: Because of what happens after that, sure you win the belt, but what happens if he drops you on your head again?

Danny frowns.

DVD: How many times has that already happened? Not to mention lingering injuries from your encounters with Ricky and Ghosthead. I know you can win titles, but I don't want to see you end up like Lobo and Jack...

Instantly Danny's mood changes to anger, and he glares at Vic before leaving the room, slamming the door behind him. Vic Instantly realises he's made a mistake, but it's too late to correct it.

DVD: Wait, I didn't mean.....

Pissed off, he picks up a nearby beer mug and tosses it towards the closed door, where it shatters right as Ashley enters, and she let's out a little startled gasp. Vic's anger turns to shame as he runs over.

DVD: Shit, Babe, I'm sorry you okay?

Ashley: Yeah I'm fine, just caught me off guard. You okay?

DVD: Yes..No..I don't know.

Ashley: Want to talk about it?

DVD: No...Yes...I don't know. Shit, I think I just need to clear my head, I'm going for a walk.

With that Vic leaves, as a worried Ashley stands behind watching him go.

Fade

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<Bill and Justin are riding Drunkey and Drunkette down the hall while Ellie May follows on her likkercycle>

JS: So, how does this work? We beat Texpress, do they email us the tag team titles?

ABFD: Hell son, I reckon they have to make us new title belts, we can't take Oscar Myers and Billy Madison's belts

JS: We can't?

ABFD: Nuh uih. We do that and them ol' boys pants will fall right off

JS: well hell, that won't do!

EMFE: <shaking her head> No, no, no. You guys don't get the tag titles

JS: We don't?

ABFD: Well why for not? I mean we done beatify them in the middle of that thar ring, all legal and whatnot

EMFE: It was a non-title match

JS: We get NINE titles? Hell yeah!

<Justin and Bill high five>

EMFE: No, NON-title. It means the titles weren't on the line! You beat them, but......look, you have to beat them again to win the titles

ABFD: Well that don't seem fair. I mean, they did breakify my still, seems like we should get somethin outa the deal

EMFE: You don't know that they broke your still

JS: Who else wears a cowboy hat and carries a sledgehammer?

ABFD: Construction cowboys?

JS: You think construction cowboys broke the still?

ABFD: I'll bet them ol Shark Draculas done hired construction cowboys to break the still!

JS: What if they are Shark Dracula Ghost Construction Cowboys?!?!?!?!?!

ABFD: OH NO!

JS: OH NO!

EMFE: oh.......no......look you two there are no......

<Justin and Bill hop off Drunkey and Drunkette and start karate chopping the air yelling for the Shark Dracula Ghost Construction Cowboys what done brokify the still to come out and fight>

JS: I think I got one!

ABFD: You did?

JS: I did?

EMFE: just......STOP! Ok, look, lets look at the clues. What did we find where the still was broken?

JS: A cowboy hat

ABFD: and a sledgehammer

EMFE: Did anyone see the Texans breakify the still?

JS: No.......because it was INVISIBLE GHOST SHARK DRACULA CONSTRUCTION COWBOYS!

<Justin and Bill resume the fight against their invisible enemies. Justin tries a karate kick and slips and falls to the floor. He immediately taps out and yells for Bill>

JS: ONE GOT ME BILL! HELP! HE IS GONNA BREAK MY ANKLE! I THINK THIS ONE KNOWS THE ANKLE LOCK!

<Bill grabs a chair and starts swinging it wildly, then conks himself in the head and falls to the floor dazed. Ellie runs up and checks on him and Justin, both lay on the floor in pain>

ABFD: They don got us! That Construction Ghost Cowboy Shark Dracula what been invisible done hit me with a chair!

JS: We were sneak attacked! We were beat down! I.......I........I think I am dying!

EMFE: <once again shaking her head> You are not dying

ABFD: STRETCHER! MEDIC! OH GOD THE PAIN!

<Bill and Justin both do a stretcher job to the OOWF Medical room while Ellie May, Drunkey and Drunkette just stand there and shake their head and we

Fade

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*Outside the Destroyatorium*

Victor is still pacing up and down the Hallway of Just Having Put Your Foot In Your Mouth when he turns around and slams into the smaller body of Alexis Darling.

Victor: Damn, I'm sorry babe...I didn't see you there.

Alexis: Alexis, I know you think it's endearing but women like being called by their name in the courting stage.

Victor: Right, I...wait, we're courting?

Alexis: I don't know. You took me out once and then never called me back.

Victor: But it was just a bet.

Alexis: Bet or not, I had fun and I thought you did too.

Victor: Of course I did ba...I mean Alexis. I just thought...

Alexis: That's always guys problems...thinking. You've got to find a good woman to do that for you. But I see you out here in the foot-in-mouth hallway, so tell me what happened?

Victor: I'm just trying to get Danny to understand he can't fight the entire roster by himself. That he's going to get hurt. Like Jack and Lobo.

Alexis: Ah, bringing up the injured allies that Danny feels responsible for. Yea that was stupid.

Victor: Stupid or not, it's the damn truth. Rabbit and Ricky and Ghosthead are all taking their shots at Danny and he's got no one left to back him up. And that's not even counting the fact that Folz and Evans and Fulton are still walking around like they didn't end Jack's career.

Alexis: It sucks Vic. I watched my brother get beat down on an almost weekly basis by The Five and the few allies he found either turned on Alex the first chance they got or were basically insane. But here's the thing all you can do is be there for Danny. He's a warrior and he's got to fight these battles.

Victor: But he can't do it by himself Alexis.

Alexis: First, Danny's a lot stronger both mentally and physically than I think anyone even realizes.

Victor: I don't doubt Danny. Not even a little, but I also take nothing away from what Rabbit Mask, Ghosthead, and that psycho Ricky are capable of.

Alexis: Nor should you, but that brings us to the other thing...Danny's not alone. He has friends. He has allies. What you and Danny and Drink & Destroy in general has done for my family, we may never fit in with the D&D motif, but we have your back.

Victor: Then why weren't you there...

Alexis: Because we're not perfect Vic. No one is. I just got back, you know that and after what Moose did to me, I wanted to ease back and Alex has been trying to avoid another war that is now unavoidable even though he was asked to stay out of it. But that doesn't mean we're going to let anything happen to someone a member of our family considers family and thats what Spencer and Ash think of you guys.

Victor: That's...they're....well, now I'm speechless.

Alexis: So, at least I know I still got it. Also Vic, there are other people around that you can consider helping Danny out. There's history, but sometimes the enemy of my enemy can be my friend. Just look around and realize Danny and you, you're not alone. Not like I've been alone my past few Friday nights. *Laughs*

Victor: Alone, right. But I'll remember everything you said. And maybe, just maybe I will give you that call.

Alexis: Looking forward to it. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go practice making bitches bleed.

*Fade*

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~~~ Chad Madison Stands with a Randomly Numbered Sexy Female Journalist in front of the OOWF Banner. He's dressed in Jeans, Boots, Chaps, White Stetson hat & his OOWF World Tag Team Championships is around his waist. ~~~

RNSFJ: First off, where is you partner? He was supposed to be here too.

Chad: Don't worry toots, I'm more than enough man for ya.

~~~ He laughs and puts his arm around her ~~~

Chad: My boy Zane is at the port seeing Bridgette off. She's taking an early boat back to the states so she can join us in BC.

RNSFJ: BC? is Kai here?

Chad: Wha? no.. British Columbia

RNSFJ: (Blank Stare)

Chad: Chilliwack? (Small Cheap Pop.. already? Sheesh. Canadians.)

RNSFJ: (Blank Stare)

Chad: The site of next week's MidWeek Mayhem?

RNSFJ: (Blank Stare)

Chad: Anyway, I'm here to talk about Ultimate Endurance.

RNSFJ: (Blank Stare)

Chad: Ultimate Endurance?

RNSFJ: (Blank Stare)

Chad: Our match this Sunday?

RNSFJ: (Blank Stare)

Chad: Live from Tokyo Japan? (HUGE Cheap Pop)

RNSFJ: (Blank Stare)

Chad: We take on the Holy Spirit Squad, Power & Glory & Banned From Everywhere?

RNSFJ: (Blank Stare)

Chad: OOWF World Tag Team Championships at stake?

RNSFJ: (Blank Stare)

Chad: Lemme guess, they told you to stand there, look Oh So pretty and hold the microphone up?

RNSFJ: (Blank Stare & Nods)

Chad: Fine. I got this. (He hands her is Aquafina, takes the microphone and turns to the camera) This Sunday, Texpress gets thrown in yet another of the Famous OOWF Clusterbombs. Wyatt, you're absolutely right. We are 12-18-1 in these multi-team encounters. They aren't our specialty. Or at least they weren't. Now I know my partner loves his numbers too, so let me throw one out there for ya for him. 12-18-1. That is correct, but we are 4-0 this year in that same category. So Power, Glory, if daddy lets you think this is the same ol' Texpress you're dealing with, you are sadly mistaken. We had a weakness, and we've improved upon it. That's what great teams do. You two have potential. But potential only takes you so far. Lose the dramatics and focus on the wrestling, because in that aspect, you two are far from Measuring Up.

Next up, Banned From Everywhere. You two got a big win last week. Biggest of your careers. Congrats. Now get ready to try it again. And I'm sorry about the still. Zane and I don't drink, but we don't care if you two do. Heck, I don't mind being around people who drink. They're a lot of fun. And as the lovely and talented Ellie Mae pointed out for us, just because you found a cowboy hat around the remains of your still, doesn't mean Texpress was involved. Miss Ellie Mae, let me personally invite you to my dressing room to look at some footage. I can prove that a certain Halliburton-toting loudmouth is trying to start some trouble. And besides, sledgehammers were never our thing. Anyone who knows their OOWF history knows that. Now if it was a clangy pole or a softball bat, THEN we'd have some explaining to do.

As for that little weasel, This is the second time I've had to mention your name, Mr. Cox. You seem to have this talent for being a pot-stirrer. We might not be the backstage brawling type, we might not answer every little thing said about us, but when push comes to shove, we will take care of business. If you keep sticking your ugly nose in our business, there will be consequences. Don't believe me? Go back and read your OOWF history. We walked side by side with Davin Moreland for years. Go back and check out the Original dominant faction in this company, Run-DEA. You mess with the bull long enough, you're gonna get the horns. (Tips his hat)

Now, Stan, Mai, let me say I'm impressed so far. You've kept this gimmick up for over a month already! Stan, I still think you're a snake in the grass, but you keep this up and you might just earn some respect from the people around here. What you WON'T be earning , however, is these (Pats the Championship around his waist) Zane and I worked our butts off to get these things back and we don't intend to give them up without one HECK of a fight.

So Clio, Edra, Stan, Mai, Bill, & Justin. Sunday. Tokyo Japan (Second HUGE Pop). OOWF World Tag Team Championships on the line. Bring your Hammers. It's time the eight of us go out there and Tear the House Down.

~~~ Fade ~~~

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My good comrade Mila has brought secret weapon to Double O F. Siberia Champion. Russian federation Champion for 3 years now. So feared they not speak his name in some places. RUSSIAN TIGER!!! He will be here Sunday and we will be on our way to becoming champions of ALL the Double O F and beyond! And we face Darling peoples. They are siblings. Siblings have rivalries, no? So we will SQUASH THEM LIKE BUGS! Toss them in gulag and throw the key out like garbage. Devour them like Siberian Tigers, largest of all the large cats! RUSSIAN TIGER NUMBER 1! COMRADE SHARKOFF NUMBER 1!

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(Mary Lou and the twins are sitting down for lunch when Wyatt comes in dragging an INC.)

Mary Lou: Put your forks down, girls. I think your father's fixin' to lose his mind.

Wyatt: We back on the same side, Mrs. Engvall.

Edra: Do I detect some sexual tension here...

Clio: Or lack of....

Wyatt: Settle down, I'm pissed.

Mary Lou: Imagine that.

(Wyatt glares at Mary Lou and the twins are biting their lips. Wyatt turns to the camera)

Wyatt: Well, well, well, look who finally found his testicles. Mr Chad Madison decided to step up and get in front of a microphone instead of being behind an interviewer in that position he oh-so-loves.... Let me make it clear to you, you sexist piece of work, on your best day you weren't half the wrestler that Davin Moreland was, that Beth Banner was, hell, in my prime you couldn't have gone two out of three falls with ME. Second, you better take another look at Power and Glory and look back at your own career. Yes, my girls have a long way to go, but where were you when you were less than three months in this business. You were jobbing to the guy who was jobbing to the guy who was jobbing for Rusty Brooks! These two ladies are 5 foot eleven, nearly 400 pounds of twisted steel and sex appeal. They press 300 pounds daily. Power can dead lift 450 pounds. Hardly your frail damsels. And they can still fly. Ask Stan and Mai. When they fully mature in this business, they won't care where they've been, but where they're going. I also resent the implication that I had anything to do with Awesome Bill's still. For the record, we have personally replaced the damaged components of Bill's still and it should shortly be pumping out the finest quality of Pine Cone Party Likker.

Wyatt: Now, let's dig a little deeper into this match. Because this is most unusual. This isn't just an elimination match, this is three matches in one.

Wyatt: First fall, an I Quit match. Power and Glory haven't got those words in their vocabulary. My plans are for Power to go straight over to Justin and shake his hand. But since that won't likely happen, anything can happen. Remember, the twins have been training with the king of the Taipei Death Match. They can dish out the pain and make the weakest quit.

Wyatt: Second fall, Lucha Rules. If Texpress survives the first fall, they would have to be considered the favorites. Except if they're not around, who could take that win? You've seen Power and Glory fly. Though you've got Justin and Mai Muyo. So there's no clear cut favorite in that second fall.

Wyatt: Third Fall, A Ladder Match. Again, a match that plays to the flyer, the speedsters. Again, Power and Glory are both plenty fast. They've been working on their strength and speed particularly this week. They're ready.

Wyatt: Now let's look at the participants, starting with the champions. Texpress. Nine time tag team champions – meaning they lost the titles eight times. Like Power and Glory, they are tag team specialists, over 100 wins as a team...and nearly that many losses. Chad, Zane, don't think we're not taking you seriously, but we're not just going to say “Oh my, they're the best, let's not even bother”. On any given night, Power and Glory could beat the best in the OOWF. This could just be their night.

Wyatt: Bill, Justin, you proved this week that Texpress isn't invincible. You proved that they can be beaten. Congratulations. A case of Pine Cone Party Likker is waiting for you when we get back to the states. BUT...you know how your record has been with the twins. No hard feelings, but one of you will be counting the lights.

Wyatt: And that brings us to...Stan and Mai. I know we've had our problems, I want to apologize for what went town a few weeks back. It was wrong, and I apologize on behalf of myself and the family. Stan, let's make our last match a barn burner. Mai, the door is always open to you. Just say the word.

Wyatt: Sunday night, live on Pay Per View, Four teams, three matches in one, one winner. Texpress, Holy Spirit Squad, Banned from Everywhere, be prepared to experience.

Edra: Power

Clio: Glory

Mary Lou: And Pain.

Wyatt: And may God have mercy on your immortal souls. Because these two won't. Trust me.

Mary Lou: Yakitori?

Wyatt: Sure!

Edra: This is good!

Clio: Yeah, tastes like Chicken!

(Wyatt rolls his eyes, then sits down for dinner with the family as we...)

FADE

[BookerShark]

FADE in on the Hôjôji monastery in Kyoto Prefecture, Japan. Sitting by himself and meditating is the Holy Spirit Squad’s Stan Fulton. A floating camera (think ISN’s cameras from Babylon 5) hovers up close.

Fulton sighs.[/i]

“I can’t even be alone here. So be it.

“I suppose you want me and Mai to respond to the prior promos? That is the current meme.”

The ISNC bobs in agreement.

“Well Mai is getting a tour of the monastery so you’ll have to suffer my opinions alone.

“First, let’s talk about the match. A four-way clusterbomb for the OOWF World Tag Team Championships. Very much like Texpress, my record in these type of matches is less than average. So I can say without a doubt that I’m disappointed that my probably only shot at tag team gold on a pay-per-view is this.”

Kayfabe comes rushing in, feels the serenity of the locale and decides to let it go. In fact, she comes and sits down next to Fulton who makes room for her on the bench.

“Kay.”

Kay nods. Fulton sighs again.

“So the only four regular tag teams left in the OOWF are all placed in a match. Odds are against anyone coming out with a clean win. Without a clear definition, I’m with Wyatt that this must be an elimination match. Each fall another team is eliminated. The trick is getting to that last match and still have the strength and stamina to climb the ladder.”

Fulton looks at Kayfabe.

“So, Kay. The way this is set there’s really no chance me and Mai make it to that is there?”

Kay shrugs.

“Well, having said that I suppose I should respond to our opponents as this is probably the last time I’ll get a chance before the match.

“Chad, you call me a snake and don’t trust me. Fair enough. I can be honest with myself and look back on my career and it’s filled with turns and deceit. But you never mention my ability in the ring. Because there you have nothing to disparage, do you? I’m a former World Heavyweight Champion. Six time OOWF Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion. Two time OOWF Intercontinental Champion. Four time OOWF Onslaught Champion. Former OOWF Campeonas de Trios Champion. And not to be forgotten because it relates directly to this match, 2010 OOWF Tag Team Invitational Champion.

“There’s nothing on my resume that says Stan Fulton doesn’t bring it in the ring. So you take a cheap shot at my past. I think that’s all that needs to be said.

“Next, Wyatt Cox. I don’t for a minute believe you. The same way Chad doesn’t believe me, I don’t believe you’ve put all what you did behind you. I don’t believe you’ll be impartial Sunday night. I don’t believe you’ll stay out of the match. Having said that, your girls are certainly not to be dismissed out of hand like Chad did. Mai and I know first hand of what they’re capable. That also means we’re certainly more prepared against you than Chad or Zane are.

“And then the forgotten pair out of all of this, Banned From Everywhere. But that’s the thing, guys. Mai and I haven’t forgotten about you. Bill, you’re a man after my own heart. At least before I was Born Again. I hope we can sit down tomorrow night and watch the race from Bristol. I’m not sure who your favorite driver is right now, but mine is 11th in points and holding onto the first Wild Card entry into the Chase for the Championship. Would love to see Kasey break into the top ten in points and not need that Wild Card entry. Then Sunday we put on a show. Justin, frankly I don’t understand you. But that’s okay. I don’t need to understand the man to understand that you’re great in that ring.

“Texpress and Power & Glory seem to think this match is down to the two of them. Both of our teams are considered also-rans Sunday night. Let the four of us get to that ladder match and show them where the power, glory and measuring sticks in this division are.

“I suppose I should mention my upcoming unemployment. Which I think won’t be coming about Sunday night. For you see, my request to the Board of Directors to face their consultant face-to-face has been denied. I, through my attorneys, filed suit in Federal Court for an injunction against the OOWF firing me. And, perhaps since I’m good friends with more than a few Federal judges, that injunction was granted. Until and unless I can face the OOWF’s consultant and that person can show just cause, I will remain employed by the OOWF.

“So Sunday night, The Holy Spirit Squad, with God’s Almighty benevolence behind them, becomes the newest OOWF World Tag Champions."

Kay elbows Fulton.

"Oh well, a man can dream, can't he?"

Kayfabe nods and the camera pulls in to a close up of Fulton's face.

“Chad, Zane, Clio, Edra, Bill, Justin... enjoy the rapture.”

Fulton stands, offers his hand to Kayfabe who takes it and rises, and they walk into the monastery to find Mai.

FADE

[BookerShark]

Firewoman is SITTING~! in the Darling Luxury Suites um...I dunno, flipping through a magazine. Dr. Freedman comes in, followed by Lucky.

DrSF: There you are.

FW: *without looking up* There I am.

L: Did you forget you had a session with Dr. Freedman?

FW: *still without looking up* Did I.

L: Yes. Every day at this time actually.

FW: *yep, still not looking up* Huh...who knew.

DrSF: Fire, we are at a really crucial time here, after your recovered memories.

FW: *flip flip flip go the pages* Yep. We always are at a really crucial time. It'll be crucial tomorrow too.

Lucky has apparently been getting steadily angrier as he leaps toward her and pulls the magazine out of her hands, ripping it almost in half in the process and throwing it across the room.

FW: HEY!

DrSF: Mr. Guttierez, I don't think--

L: I don't care. Firewoman. THIS. IS. IMPORTANT.

Firewoman stands.

FW: NO, it isn't. Not to me. Not anymore. I have other things to worry about right now.

DrSF: *gently* Fire...Lucky...

L: What, getting killed by your maniacal brother? That's not going to set the scales right, Fire. It's not going to bring Patrick back and it's not going to "set Moose right." You didn't break Moose. It's not your goddamned fault and you need to get it through your goddamned thick skull before Moose puts a railroad spile through it.

FW: Wow.

DrSF: That's not QUITE how I was going to put it. But...the sentiment is the right one. If we work through some of the issues and work on the memories as they are and--

FW: NO! I've had enough. Do you know that Mom and Dad's restaurant has closed? Dad fell off the wagon with all this stuff being brought up again, Mom tried to take care of him and the diner and....

DrSF: These things sometimes happen. The important thing is to work through them. I can recommend a therapist in the area to work with them until we get back to the States, and then we can get together for--

FW: NO!!!

Firewoman knocks the lamp off the end table nearest to her, and it shatters onto the ground. Lucky does the usual "go get a dustpan and broom" routine, but he's clearly angry.

FW: I'm better now. I remember Patrick. I remember beatings. I remember ... I remember all sorts of things that I didn't WANT to, thanks to you. I mean...good gods, can't we recover some HAPPY MEMORIES? It couldn't have been ALL BAD, could it?

DrSF *gently* Of course it was not, and we will get there, but it will just take time.

Fire recovers from her anger and is now very calm.

FW: Sorry, doc. But your time is up.

DrSF: Meaning?

FW: Meaning, you're fired.

L: WHAT?

DrSF: Are you sure that's what you want?

FW: Very.

DrSF: Okay then. When you change your mind--

FW: I won't.

DrSF: All you need to do is call.

Dr. Freedman leaves. Lucky is incredulous.

L: Are you....are you....INSANE?

FW: *batistalaughs* I think we've established that.

L: You are.... it's....BLOOD POND, Fire...do you remember--

FW: *snapping* Of COURSE I remember. And you're wrong, Lucky. This isn't about...atoning, or setting the scales or...whatever you were prattling on about. It's about Moose thinking he's better than me...ALWAYS thinking he's better than me. ALWAYS wanting me to do things his way, like I don't have a brain in me head. And yeah...maybe it's about someone FINALLY in this company making him Shut. The Hell. Up.

L: I still think--

FW: I don't pay you to think.

L: Yes, you fucking do. You pay me to take care of everything you don't have the time or energy or inclination or knowledge to take care of. That includes telling you when you're going down the wrong path.

Lucky and Fire are about nose to nose, and both very angry.

FW: ...

L: ...

FW: *quietly* I pay you to carry my stuff and make sure the board doesn't screw me over in my contract. That's it.

L: Not quite. This feud with Moose--

FW: I suggest you drop it. Or you can follow Dr. Freedman out the door.

Lucky and Fire continue to lock eyes, as Dr. Freedman leaves, his things packed. He looks at Fire and Lucky, who finally stop staring each other down, but it MIGHT have been Fire who looked away first.

L: Doc...please--

DrSF: It's not a problem, Mr. Gutierrez...These things sometimes happen in therapy.

FW: *sarcastically* Yeah, thanks for the memories.

DrSF: Ladies and gentlemen, take my advice. Pull down your pants, and slide on the ice.

Dr. Freedman leaves. Lucky and Fire continue to glare at each other intermittently, and Alexander and Alexis come in with Quorra. They immediately sense the tension in the room.

Q: Did I see Dr. Freedman leaving with a suitcase?

AD: What's going on here?

FW: Nothing. I'm going to the gym.

Firewoman brushes past everyone, and slams the door behind her. Everyone else looks to Lucky who starts to explain as we FAAAAAAAAAAADE....

[BookerShark]

Chris Evans reports to GM Selena's office. Once inside, he sees a large backdrop and a few photographers.

CE: What's this?

Selena spins around in her chair with her fingers pressed together in a triangle, trying to look evil.

GMSa-T: Ya know what, Cubbie? It dawned on me after that promo of yours that you haven't had your official OOWF World Champion photoshoot yet.

CE: Oh. Okay?

GMSa-T: I hated your promo.

CE: I'm not here to please you, so that's fine.

GMSa-T: Stupid Cubbie, you should be! I'm your boss. I decide who you face every week and how you face them. I decide your out of the ring commitments. You're the OOWF World Champion and I run the OOWF, so guess what? I own you now, Cubbie.

CE: You're so full of sh...

GMSa-T: Oh! And trashing the World Championship belt! Well, that was inspired. A belt held by the greats wasn't good enough for Cubbie! Idiot.

CE: I don't have to take...

Selena holds up a contract. Evans recognizes it as his own.

GMSa-T: It clearly says right here, Section 8, Paragraph 3 that if a championship is won, you agree to exercise and adhere to all requirements and responsibilities of said championship. Everyone has that!

CE: Yet you're gonna pick on me.

GMSa-T: You trashed! My! Belt!

Evans glares at Selena who returns the stare. She finally breaks it.

GMSa-T: Camera dudes!

The photographers scurry in front of the desk.

GMSa-T: Let the photo shoot begin.

The photographers lead Evans to the backdrop.

GMSa-T: Cubbie...Smile for the...

"YMCA" by the Village People begins to play as a couple of male strippers flank Evans in the shoot. Selena laughs hysterically. Evans is clearly pissed.

Kai walks in during the shoot as the song changes to "It's Raining Men," points and laughs, then walks up to Selena.

GMSa-T: Kai! Where have you been?! I thought you were trapped in some kind of promo limbo junk.

Kai: The Kai was spending time with his new manager.

GMSa-T: Great! Who is it?

Kai: They'd rather stay anonymous for now. But here's their cell phone number if you need to reach them.

Selena takes the card.

GMSa-T: Weird number. Is that here in Japan?

Kai: The Kai can not say.

GMSa-T: Dude, it's me, who am I gonna tell?

Kai looks to the Ninjacam.

Kai: The millions!

Crowd: AND MILLIONS!

Kai: ...of the Hawai'ian Nation are watching this very second from their iPhone, iPads, iBooks, other iGizmos, and eye candy that is the Kai, they're all watching the most tubular man in wrestling today! And do you know who that is?

GMSa-T: You?

Kai: yes! The Kai! IF YA SMELLLLLALALOW! THAT PHOTOSHOOT! IS! GAY!

Just then the backdrop collapses. A white one is behind it with writing in blood (red paint) on it:

Some of them want to use you.
Some of them want to be used by you.
Some of them want to abuse you.
Some of them want to be abused.

GMSa-T: I've heard that somewhere.

Photo#1: It's from a song by the...

Kai: IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOU KNOW!

GMSa-T: Cubbie!

Evans turns to Selena with hatred in his eyes.

GMSa-T: Smile for the Cameras.

[BookerShark]

**L.D. Williams is in his locker room with a Ninjacam.**

LDW: “Wow. A new belt. I guess you showed us. You’re a real champion now.

So I’m supposed to get upset now right? Flip out on account of you being so edgy and disrespectful? We’ve done this song-and-dance Chris, and it’s getting old.

Sunday night you have all the advantages. You’re the champion - you don‘t actually have to win the match to stay that way. And last time we went one-on one, you got the best of me.

So it seems you’re facing the age-old question - Champion or Title Holder? Are you going to try to out wrestle me, or are you going to take the first cheap shot that presents itself?

Let me take off the humble-hat for a moment and put it in simpler terms for you. You may be the World Champion, but I am still the legend-maker. Come to the ring to wrestle Sunday night and I’ll make you famous. Come there to cheat and I’ll kill you.

<fade>

[BookerShark]

(Moosehead Jack is in his cellar finishing off a bottle of Jamesons when a knock comes to his door. The door slowly opens and Moose throws the bottle at the door which narrowly misses the head of Wyatt Cox.)

Wyatt: Is this a bad time?

Moose: These days there are no good times, but do come in, Mr Cox.

Wyatt: Please, Wyatt.

Moose: Very well, Wyatt. What brings you down here?

Wyatt: Given the way things were going, I thought you might need this.

(Wyatt pulls out a bottle of Jamesons, and a couple of glasses, which puts a smile on Moose's face)

Moose: Ever the gracious gentleman, thank you.

Wyatt: Kindness deserves kindness, and you have been so good to Clio and Edra.

(Moose fills the glasses, hands one to Wyatt and raises the other as a toast.)

Moose: To the next generation of destruction.

Wyatt: To the next generation.

(Wyatt raises his glass and they both drink. Moose downs his quickly while Wyatt drinks more slowly.)

Wyatt: I have to be careful. Since that night in Sedalia I just can't handle too much too fast.

Moose: I think I heard part of that story, something about Kayfabe's mom...

Wyatt: Beth and I were hungry after a show at the Fairgrounds there, so we stopped at this little speakeasy and had too little food and too much Old Granddad. Three big truck drivers came up and made the usual remarks...I tried to stand up but one of them pushed me back and I fell over in my chair. They start laughing when out of nowhere here comes Kay's mom and she and Beth cleaned their clocks. One of them started to call the cops on us but what were they going to say? Three guys got their tails kicked by two women a third their size? Beth drove us on to St Joe for the show the next night.

Moose: Lightweight.

Wyatt: Hey, I just never built up a tolerance for it. So. Blood Pond. Not good.

Moose: For the Darling.

Wyatt: Look, you know I agree with you. That woman isn't the same woman I always saw as Firewoman. Your sister-the real one-would have eaten my girls alive, spit out their bones, crushed them into bread, and ate the bread.

Moose: Your point?

Wyatt: Leaving them out of it is the right move. If you need anything, anytime, call me. You have the number.

Moose: I don't want your girls...

Wyatt: ..who said anything about the girls?

Moose: (smirking) You?

Wyatt: I'm not in the best shape of my life, but for my age, I'm pretty darn good.

Moose: Granted.

Wyatt: Just remember, you're not alone in this, Jack. You need backup, just call.

Moose: What's the angle?

Wyatt: You are one of the few from day one to trust me, to know what I'm doing, and to know why I've done it. All for the twins, all to cement our legacy. I want the names of the Coxes and the Neils to be right up there with the Quinns and...well, you know.

Moose: Understandable.

Wyatt: Plus we share a common goal. I want these two girls to see what the real Firewoman, the real Lisa Quinn is about. You knew I was right from day one, and if anyone can bring her back, it's you. I have faith in you..I..

Moose: You trust me? I'm touched. Seriously.

Wyatt: Thank you, Moose. It's a pleasure.

Moose: The pleasure will be mine. All mine.

(The two trade a smile and a handshake as Wyatt leaves and we...)

FADE

[BookerShark]

Evans: LD, what makes you think that I have any intentions of cheating in order to beat you? What, because I’ve done it in the past? I already proved that I can take you down without resorting to any cheap tricks when I dropped you on your head and took the World title from you in the first place.

As for what I did to the World title, I couldn’t care less what you think about my actions. Like everything I do, I did it for myself. And if I did piss you or anyone else off, hey, added bonus. I don’t need you to make me famous, I need you to quit trying to be something you no longer are. A legend-maker, a badass, and most of all, relevant.

*fade to black*

[BookerShark]

~~~ Zane sits in front of the Texpress Media Center taking a break from his match prep to catch up on some OOWF-TV. He watches the Wyatt Cox promo (Which one you say? We're not really sure, after a while, they all tend to meld together in the mind.. ) and tosses the remote at Chad, who was busy on his Samsung smartphone. ~~~

Chad: Ow! What the... Hey! The new sponsorship came through!

Zane: Told you Bridgette's been working on a few things.

Chad: Fast forward through this.

Zane: Wait, what did he say? That's exactly why I hate doing interviews.

Chad: Don't blame me, blame Weasel Wyatt.

Zane: You had to go poke him with a stick.

Chad: He's overly sensitive. I never mentioned his precious Beth and never said that the girls were anything but talented. I did say they need to pay attention more to the wrestling than the drama. If he wants to say I'm not as good as someone like Davin, then that's his opinion. My record speaks for itself.

Zane: You threatened him.

Chad: Not really. I made a nice blanket statement, all of it true. If he wants to take everything so personally, that's his issue.

~~~ Fulton's promo plays. ~~~

Zane: And Stan.

Chad: Stan agreed with me! And in the ring, he's as good as it gets. You don't win all those Championships by accident. And you know he remembers you and I have traded Championships with him in the past. Which is WHY I didn't mention his ability.

Zane: You glossed over Bill & Justin

Chad: So they beat us once. You know as well as I do that one win in this business means little. It's a track record of continued success that we've built our names on. It's not the Nine Championships or the Eight Championship Losses, it's the fact that every time we get knocked down, we climb right back on top. History is littered with teams who came in, looked good, won a little bit, then lost and faded into obscurity.

Zane: Still..

Chad: I wasn't breaking the match down move for move, I was addressing the issues at hand. We had an issue with Stan, and I gave him credit for sticking with this one. We had an issue with Wyatt trying to use our record against us and I addressed it. We had an issue with his attempted frame-job and I addressed it. If he or Stan are going to be that overly sensitive, they're in the wrong flippin' business. Besides, I told them to Bring Their Hammers. You can't tear the house down if you suck.

Zane: You're really trying to get that one over, aren't ya.

Chad: Might as well. Thinking of getting some T-Shirts made.

Zane: Let's get back to work.

Chad: Hey, you're the one who wanted a break.

~~~ Chad points the remote at the camera and we go black ~~~

[BookerShark]

"At a glance, It would appear I have no chance against Ghosthead this Sunday.

I mean, I'm just the angry brutal fighting machine. I couldn't possibly conform to the rules and keep things clean.

Please, keep thinking that.

The fact of the matter is I CHOOSE not to follow the rules. I enjoy breaking them. I relish every opportunity to do so. I bask in the glow of agony on an opponent's face.

But I am a wrestler. I choose this profession, this life. I don't go attacking people in the real world, because the white man's laws forbid it. I choose to follow along, to keep myself off of police horizons. In wrestling, there are no such worries.

But there is still structure. Bells ring, referees raise arms, you march to the ring to start the battle. I conform to these every week, instead of waging complete warfare behind the curtain, in the hallways, or on the planes.

So I am capable of comforming to rules. I have won several onslaught rules matches before. I have beaten ghosthead before. I am capable of both. And If I can cause some pain in the process? I Will.

[BookerShark]

<Moose is walking around the site of the Blood Pond match with Firewoman in Beppo, Japan, some 7 hours from Tokyo. Moose looks at the blood red pond, then at the ring complete with numerous garbage cans full of plunder. Moose walks by the seats that have been set up, allowing a limited number of fans to pay an outrageous sum of money to watch Moose and Fire try to kill one another. The pond is still, and there is no sound. The wind blows slightly and Moose stops and closes his eyes. Without opening them, he speaks>

It didn't have to be like this Lisa.

I know you think I drove it to this, that this is all a result of my hatred of Alex. You're wrong. Think of where we were two short years ago Lisa. The Quinn's were united, together in the Five. Destroying wrestling, leaving anyone who stood before us a mess of blood and broken bones. You remember what Stank said when we formed the Five? When he found out we were siblings?

Moose and Fire

Brother and Sister.

Born in sin shaped in iniquity.

Well fuck me. I wouldn't want to meet the parents that birth these two siblings. A brother and sister together I wouldn't want to face in my best days let alone my worst.

That, from possibly the baddest man in the OOWF. We were FEARED Lisa. All those years of suffering in Detroit. All the times we didn’t fit in in school, all the times they picked on us because we couldn’t have the nice things they had, all that anger, all that resentment, all that rage, we could now unleash that upon the world, just like we did then. Now, instead of beating down richies for mocking us, it would be in the wrestling ring. No fear of juvi, no fear of police, no fear of anything. We could do whatever we wanted. We dared people to stop us. We PLEADED for people to TRY and stop us, but no one could. Not Alex, not Davin, not Texpress, no one.

No one except you.

<Moose pauses looking out over Blood Pond>

For almost a year, I had my sister back at my side. Like it should be. I had my family. Forget about that alcoholic fuck Sean. Forget about that heroin junkie whore Rose. I had Lisa Quinn <Moose glares at the camera> I had the one thing that mattered. My blood, my kin.

But you ruined that.

July 28, 2010. That is the day my sister died. Oh, sure, the Five would cling to life for a few more months, but the writing was on the wall. I knew it. Poe knew it. LD knew it. Stank new it. No one in the OOWF could stop us……no one but you. You married the man that symbolizes all that I…..and I thought we…..hated in life. We took JOY in leaving him a bloody, broken, beaten mess week after week. And you in a moment of drunken judgment…….you married him.

<Moose pauses for a long time, lost in thought, staring out across Blood Pond>

You know, there is nothing I have done inside an OOWF ring that I regret. In my nearly eight years here, I have tried to end careers, hell I have tried to end lives. I don’t regret a single thing, I will not apologize for any of it.

However, there are two things in my life I regret.

The first, I never made it to New York to help my sister. I didn’t know how bad things were, but I still never lived up to my promise. And that is something I will have to live with for forever.

The second, I didn’t stop what went down in Japan. I had heard rumors, but I didn’t believe them. I could have done something, but I didn’t. And that is something I will have to live with forever.

Anyone who has watched OOWF knows the history. Abusive father, junkie mother……I disowned them. They failed me as parents, I want nothing to do with them. The day mom left Detroit, I stopped having a mother. The day I walked out of that house never to return, I stopped having a father. There was one thing I always thought I would have though.

For a long time, it wasn’t meant to be. For a long time, we were on opposite sides of the world. Then, it all came together. I never revealed it, because I wanted you to get your fair shake from the promoters in Japan, and you did. When I left, I knew you could more than hold your own, and you did. I went to the OOWF, and literally carved my name out in the history of the OOWF. When you came to the OOWF, I didn’t say anything, because I wanted to see how you would handle yourself, if yo would thrive. And you did.

<Moose looks down and pauses for a moment, when he looks back up he has hate in his eyes>

I sat back and watched as a night of drunken ignorance turned into a marriage. I sat back and watched as days turned into weeks, weeks into months and months into years. I sat back and watched like it was some horrible fucking nightmare that I couldn’t wake up from. After what he had done to me……to US…..and you just stayed.

<Moose shakes his head>

The world needs bad guys. I know these idiot fans are going to boo me. Let them boo. Let them get all their hate out. The fact of the matter is, you betrayed me. You destroyed the family Lisa. You took what could have been something good, and you destroyed it on a drunken whim.

I hope you’re fucking happy

<Moose looks down at the ground for a long time, then finally looks at the camera again>

He won’t admit it. He doesn’t talk about it. But I know Alex. And I know the fact that he lost that match to me right here in Blood Pond two years ago eats at him. In his mind, he believes he is better than me in every conceivable way. Losing that match gnaws at him. But guess what Alex……..you won. You could have broken me, you could have crippled me, you could have pinned me that day, and none of it would have been as bad as doing what you did, and what you continue to do. I tried. I tried to take Lexie away, but it’s not the same now, is it? There is only one thing I can do.

I have to take Lisa Darling from you. I need to know that Lisa Quinn is still alive

Lisa, I have said all along, decisions have consequences. You turned your back on me. You turned your back on me for HIM. Your whole life, you have never dealt with the consequences of your actions. When you were a kid, I took the beatings for you. When you got older, you ran from your problems, fleeing Japan just before your actions caught up with you. When you came to the OOWF, you hired Lucky to deal with your problems, and he has done a damn good job of not bothering you with consequences. That stops now. No more taking beatings for you. You can’t run from me……and I know you, you won’t run. And there is not a fucking thing Lucky can do to save you from me.

See Lisa, I know my actions have consequences. I was dropped on my head by one of my best friends. A fraction of an inch in another direction, and I am either in a wheel chair, or I am dead. I don’t blame Stank. I would have done the same thing. I listened to Him, and that was the consequence of my decision. I was suspended from the OOWF for punching GM the Rick. That was my decision, and that was my consequence. You want to say you choosing Alex was a consequence of my decisions? No, Lisa, no. There are some things in life you cannot get beyond. I am real fucking happy for you now that you have mended fences with the very people who tried to hurt you the most. I am real fucking happy you decided to forgive pops for all the beatings. I am real fucking happy you decided to forgive mom for whoring you out. I am real fucking happy you decided to forgive Alex for KIDNAPPING you and carving his fucking initials into your goddamn skull.

And right now, I am real fucking happy that you decided to choose all that over your brother, because it is going to make destroying you in the ring, that much more enjoyable.

Lisa, it didn’t have to come to this. It didn’t have to be this way. But I have to know if my sister is still there. I have to know if she is still alive. Tytan couldn’t kill you with a top rope piledriver. Mom couldn’t kill you by being a horrible piece of shit. Pops couldn’t kill you by being an abusive asshole, trying to beat the red hair out of you. But Alexander Darling………..he may very well have succeeded where all others have failed. I have to know.

I just want you to think of one thing. I want you to remember that match against Alex here in Blood Pond. I want you to remember the violence, the brutality, the total lack of concern I had for Darling.

KETSUEKI SEISHIN vs. ALEXANDER DARLING – Unsanctioned Taipei Hell Death Match

“I Stand Alone” plays and Alexander Darling comes out to the ringside area. He is alone, choosing to leave Alexis in the back. The Beppo fans boo Darling loudly, they seem to remember what he did to Poe many years ago. Darling is unfazed by the crowd and he walks to the area set up for his match with Moose. There is a large Hell in the Cell structure made completely out of barbed wire. Inside the Cell, there is a normal ring, but there is plunder scattered everywhere. Two sets of ropes in the ring are wrapped in electrified barbed wire. Darling gets his hands glued, then slams his fists into the buckets of broken glass. Darling steps into the barbed wire cage and climbs into the ring, careful to avoid the electric part of the ropes.

“Raining Blood” plays and Ketsueki Seishin comes out to the ring area carrying DethBat. The crowd remembers Seishin being one of Poe’s 12 Pillars and boo him loudly. Seishin slowly walks to the ring never taking his eyes off of Darling. Before he gets his hands glued and glassed, Seishin reaches up and pulls his mask off revealing Moosehead Jack! Now, I know all of us knew this, but this comes as a shock to the Japanese crowd. They boo even louder now. Moose drops the mask, gets his hands glued, then slams them into the buckets of glass. No one has been in more Taipei Death matches than Moosehead Jack, but this is something totally different. Moose grabs Dethbat and heads into the cage. He climbs onto the apron and glares at Darling, Darling will not look away. Moose steps between the ropes and this bloodbath is ready to go.

Moose moves toward Darling, Darling does not move. The tension between the two of them is almost unbearable. Moose snarls with rage and lifts Dethbat and swings at Darling’s head, but Darling moves out of the way at the last second and catches Moose with a kick to the gut that doubles him over. Darling sends Moose to the ropes and elevates him on the rebound with a back body drop. Darling looks around at the plunder, but doesn’t grab any of it, instead he grabs Moose in a reverse chin lock and keeps him on the ground. Moose works to his feet and tries to shove Darling into the electrified barbed wire, but Darling puts on the brakes and takes Moose over to the mat with a side head lock and grinds the head lock some more. The fans are a little restless at this, they expected both men to be covered in blood at this point.

Moose works to his feet again and this time lifts Darling for a belly to back suplex, but Darling shoves off of Moose and lands on his feet behind him and shoves him to the ropes (the non electrified ones) and catches him with a kick to the gut that doubles Moose over. Darling looks at the barbed wire for a second, then hits a gut wrench back breaker and covers Moose for a one count. The fans are getting a little restless now. Moose gets to his feet and Darling takes him to the mat with a deep arm drag and traps Moose in an arm bar. Moose gets to his feet and grabs Darling’s hair and pushes him back into the corner, then slams him in the face with a head butt. Darling falls to one knee and Moose pulls him to the ropes and tries to push Darling’s face into the electrified wire, but Darling fights it and catches Moose with an elbow to the midsection, then grabs him by the hair and throws him over the top rope to the floor. Moose hits the floor (which, since we are outside, is actually the ground) hard. Darling moves to the ropes and pulls Moose onto the apron and lifts him for a suplex into the ring, but Moose slips over his shoulder and lands on his feet behind him, then catches him with a European uppercut that sends Darling into the electrified ropes! The ropes spark and sizzle, and Darling howls in pain and staggers forward and falls to his knees. Moose charges in and catches him with a boot to the face that sends Darling to the mat, then to the ground.

Moose runs out of the ring and we see Darling on the ground, a little trickle of blood running down his back from the earlier encounter with the electric wire, and some nasty burns also from the wire. Moose reaches into a barrel of plunder and pulls out a leather strap and repeatedly brings it down on Darling’s back drawing cries of pain from Alex. The leather tears into Darling’s back as he fights to his feet. Moose has a crazed look in his eyes as he goes after Darling and grabs the back of his head and throws him face first into the barbed wire cell! The crowd roars as Darling sticks to the wire and slowly falls to the ground. Moose grabs Darling and drags him to the wire and repeatedly drags his head across the strands of wire, opening several nasty cuts on Darling’s face. Moose lets him go, and Darling remains on his hands and knees blood pouring from his forehead and pooling into the dirt.

Moose grabs DethBat and comes after Darling, but Darling gets to his feet and avoids a shot from the bat, Moose hits the wire in the cell and the bat gets tangled. Darling catches Moose with a kick to the ribs then grabs him by the back of the head and moves toward the barbed wire, the crowd roars and Darling looks at them and shakes his head. He drops an elbow down across the bridge of Moose’s nose then pulls him up and DRIVES him to the ground with a PRETTY GOOD DIAMOND CUTTER! Darling pulls Moose up and drags him to the side of the ring without the electric wire and rolls him into the ring, then follows and covers, but Moose kicks out at two.

The fans are a little restless at Darling not fighting back, but he ignores their pleas for more violence. He teases them a little by grabbing a kendo stick in the ring while Moose is on his knees, only to throw it out of the ring to the ground. Darling bounds off the ropes and bulldogs Moose to the mat. He gets to his feet and drags Moose to the corner, then runs to the middle of the ring and charges in and catches him with a delayed drop kick to the face. Darling pulls Moose back to the middle of the ring and covers again, but once again Moose kicks out at two. Darling pulls Moose up and tries another whip, but Moose rakes his eyes then grabs his head and begins biting his forehead! Darling yells in pain, and it’s hard to tell if it draws more blood or not, but Moose now has blood all over his face.

Moose snap mares Darling to the middle of the ring, then grabs a light tube and SHATTERS it across the back of Darling’s head! Darling slumps to the mat and Moose is on him choking him with a look of pure rage in his eyes. He looks down at Darling who is gasping for air. Darling reaches up and shoves Moose’s chin back until he loosens his grip, then he finally shoves Moose off of him and rolls to the ground gasping for air. Moose slides out of the ring on the other side of the ring and grabs that kendo stick and waits for Darling to get up, then SLAMS it down on his head! Darling staggers but does not go down, so Moose puts the cane across Darling’s throat and hits a STROKE right into the barbed wire! Darling goes face first into the barbed wire again, but Moose gets caught up in it too. It doesn’t slow him down though, he pulls away from the wire, leaving pieces of his skin on the wire to get at Darling. Moose hammers Darling with punches to the face, then gets to his feet and rummages under the ring and pulls out a glass coffee table and slides it under the ropes into the ring.

Moose pulls Darling up and pulls him to the side of the ring with the electric wire and tries to slam his face into it, but Darling gets a foot up to the apron to stop it. He turns and blisters Moose with knife edge chops, then grabs him like he is going to whip him into the cell, but pulls him back into a release belly to belly suplex! Moose lands hard on the ground and grabs his back in pain. Darling staggers over to where Moose is lying and grabs his leg and lands several kicks to Moose’s hamstring, then locks him in the MONEY CLIP! Moose snarls in pain as Darling sits back, blood pouring down his face. Darling yells for Moose to give up, but Moose refuses.

AD: I’LL SNAP YOUR LEG YOU SON OF A BITCH! GIVE UP!
MHJ: FUCK YOU DARLING!

Darling leans back even further and Moose snarls in pain. Moose fights the move by grabbing Darling’s leg and messing up his center of balance, eventually throwing him off balance and sending him to the ground. Darling is up first and catches Moose with a kick to the chest, then rolls him into the ring and follows him. Darling pulls Moose up and lifts him for a DARLING DRIVER, but Moose elbows out of it and lands on his feet behind Darling takes a few steps back and grabs Darling and BULLDOGS HIM INTO THE ELECTRIC WIRE! Moose and Darling both get tangled in the wire, as it sparks and both frantically work to free themselves, finally the wire gives way and they fall to the ground. The good news it, now that it is not attached to the ring, it is no longer electrified, the bad news, they are both very tangled in sharp barbed wire and each move they make tears at their flesh.

Darling is in agony and you can see he is getting annoyed by the pain. He grabs what’s left of the kendo stick and charges at Moose and raises it to use it, Moose looks at him and grins.

MHJ: Do it. Fucking do it.

Darling stares at him and turns and tosses the kendo stick away, much to the disbelief of the crowd. That gives Moose the opening he needs, and he springs at Darling and SPEARS him into the barbed wire cell! The cell wall gives, but does not collapse. Darling is bleeding from everywhere it seems. Moose pulls a glass coffee pot out of the can of plunder and waits for Darling to get to his knees and SHATTERS it across his head! Darling slumps to the ground, it sounds redundant but the man really is a bloody mess. Moose grabs a piece of the coffee pot and kneels next to Darling and digs the glass into his cheek. Darling grunts in pain and Moose relishes it.

MHJ: SCREAM DARLING! Scream Little Alex! Just like Spencer did, and just like every Darling I see will until you quit

Darling’s eyes get wide and he snarls at Moose and digs his fingers into Moose’s eyes drawing a howl of pain from Jack. Darling gets to his feet, a look of rage in his eyes now. Darling grabs Moose by the hair and slings him into the cell wall. Moose sticks into the barbed wire, and slowly, gruesomely pulls himself free, but not before the barbs tear his flesh. Darling kicks over a can of plunder and takes the can and caves it in on Moose’s skull dropping him to his knees. Darling is in a rage now, he grabs a cheese grater from the can of plunder and repeatedly runs it across Moose’s forehead. Moose nails Darling with a low blow, doubling him over in pain. Moose gets to his feet and he’s………smiling? Twisted.

Moose grabs Darling and wraps a piece of the formerly electrified barbed wire around his throat and tries to, well essentially sever his head from his body with it, but Darling reaches out into the pile of plunder on the ground and finds a light tube, and swings it back over his head and nails Moose upside the head with it. Moose staggers away and Darling gets to his feet, picks up a wrench that is used to secure the ropes and clips the back of Moose’s knee sending him to the ground. Darling then pulls Moose around the ring to the spot where he shattered the coffee pot on his head and DRIVES Moose to the ground with a DDT! Moose’s face meets the ground and shattered glass and he howls in pain, grabbing his face, but blood is already running between his fingers.

Darling looks into the ring and sees the glass coffee table in there and looks under the ring and pulls out a regular table and slides it into the ring, then finds a ladder and pulls that out too, but before throwing it into the ring, Darling charges at Moose, who is now on one knee, and SLAMS him in the face with the ladder, sending Moose back into the barbed wire cell. Darling slides the ladder in the ring and rolls in himself while Moose tries to free himself from the barbed wire. Darling opens up the table and sets it across the top turnbuckle then leaves the ring and finds Moose just freeing himself from the cell wall.

Darling charges at Moose, who looks up just a second too late, and catches him with a running knee to the face sending Moose back into the wire. Darling pulls a chair out of the plunder and slams it down hard on top of Moose’s head. Moose slumps a little then looks up at Darling and yells at him to do it again, so naturally Darling does. Moose fights the pain and looks at Darling and grins, so Alex pulls him off the wire and throws him into the electric barbed wire! Moose convulses in pain, then falls to the apron, then the ground, breathing hard. Darling reaches down and grabs a logging chain and slowly wraps it around his fist and waits for Moose to get to his feet, then he charges at Moose for a kill shot, but Moose moves out of the way and Darling slams face first into the ring post!

Darling hits the post with a sickening thud and staggers backward, Moose grabs him around the waist and hits a release German suplex that drops Darling right onto a C-4 board of barbed wire. Darling hits the wood and it explodes (though, not in a way that would kill him, obviously) Darling yells in pain, and we see that from the explosion part of the board has caught fire and has burned the back of Darling’s arm. He pulls himself off the board, slicing himself to ribbons in the process, and doesn’t see that Moose has DethBat in hand. As Darling stands up, Moose charges and BLASTS him upside the head with it! Darling slumps to the ground and looks to be barely conscious. Moose falls to his knees, also struggling to stand. Both men have lost ridiculous amounts of blood. Moose reaches into the can and pulls out a staple gun and pulls Darling to a sitting position and DRIVES SEVERAL STAPLES INTO HIS HEAD! OH MY GOD! Darling howls in pain, Moose tilts his head back and lines one up right for his eye, but Darling manages to reach a cattle prod and ZAPS Moose with it just before Moose could staple his eye.

Darling rolls Moose into the ring and lifts him for a suplex, then DRIVES him to the mat with a BRAINBUSTER! Darling slowly gets to his feet and staggers around, then grabs the ladder and sets it up. Darling slowly climbs the ladder, but before he gets to the top, Moose gets to his knees and crawls to the ladder and starts up the other side. The two of them meet at the top of the ladder and trade weak punches. Darling swings wildly and Moose avoids it, grabs Darling’s head and SLAMS it onto the top of the ladder, then pins his arm, slams him between the eyes with a head butt and hits a HEARTPUNCH that sends Darling off the ladder and into the last strands of electrified wire! Once again they spark and smoke, and Darling howls in pain. The ropes snap as Darling falls to the ground. He tries to free himself, but he is almost hopelessly tangled, and nearly too exhausted to care. He pulls himself to his feet using the barbed wire cell, and Moose waits at the top of the ladder. As Darling stands, Moose dives off the top of the ladder at Darling! Darling manages to move and miss most of it, but both men crash into the cell wall, it gives way, and they fall to the ground outside the wire, both men wrapped in a hideous cocoon of razor sharp wire! The crowd breaks into an uncharacteristic – for the Japanese – HOLY SHIT! chant. They might be dead!

The two slowly get to their feet, both snarling and glaring at one another. They square off with their fists up. Darling gets a couple of jabs in on Moose’s face, the glass on his knuckles opening more cuts. The two of them go at one another like it is a hockey fight, using the last of their energy to hammer one another into oblivion. Darling gets the better of it and drives Moose to one knee and is about to nail him with a shot to the face when Moose reaches up and rakes Darling’s eyes with the back of his hand, digging the glass right into his eyes. Darling staggers and howls in pain, Moose stands up and catches Darling with a spinning fist to the temple that sends Alex into Blood Pond.

Moose staggers into the hot water and grabs Darling by the back of the head and tries to force his head under the steaming waters, but Darling catches Moose with an elbow to the gut and sweeps his leg sending Moose into the water as well. For a brief second both men are washed clean of blood, but it doesn’t take long for the blood to reappear as they hammer one another, attempting to beat the other into submission. Darling uses the back of his hand to rake across Moose’s eyes, then pulls him to his feet and lifts him, and POWERBOMBS him into the water! Darling puts his weight on Moose keeping him under the water! HE IS TRYING TO DROWN HIM! For the first time we see Firewoman has made her way to the massacre site. Darling spots Fire and snarls a little, and pulls Moose up and drags him out of the water. Moose gasps for breath, but this is hardly the end of it.

Darling walks back into the cage and staggers around until he finds what he is looking for. He pulls his barbed wire wrapped sledgehammer out from under the ring and heads back to where Moose is lying on the ground. Darling looks down at Moose then slowly raises the sledgehammer ready to slam it into Moose’s head. Darling brings the sledge down, but Moose rolls out of the way at the last second. Moose gets to his feet and charges at Darling and catches him with a Buisaku knee to the face. Grabs Darling’s leg and drags him back inside the cell and rolls him into the ring. Moose fixes the table in the corner (if you recall, it had been sitting on the top turnbuckle as a platform, but since they have destroyed one set of ropes, it is now just kind of sitting in the corner). Moose sets the table up and rolls Darling onto the table, then climbs up after him. Moose tries to lift Darling for a pile driver, but Darling blocks it, then lifts Moose onto his shoulders, grabs his arm and hits a DARLING DEATH DRIVER THROUGH THE GLASS TABLE! (remember that one?) IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! The glass shatters and Moose begins pouring blood. The camera cuts back to Fire, who look horrified. Darling falls on Moose and covers him, no doubt jabbing himself with glass in the process. The referee, who had been pretty much useless until now hits the mat and counts……

ONE

TWO

THRE……NO!

Moose somehow rolled his shoulder! Darling looks on in shock and slides out of the ring and stumbles out of the cage and grabs his sledge hammer again. He crawls back into the ring and waits for Moose to stand, then BLASTS him upside the head with it! Moose struggles to one knee and Darling catches him with repeated shots to the ribs. Darling stands over Darling again and raises the sledge for the kill shot, then looks down at Moose, out at the crowd – who is screaming for him to do it, then to Fire who is just staring. Darling slowly shakes his head and drops the sledge and starts to walk away.

Bad idea. Moose grabs the sledge and uses it to CROTCH Darling, doubling him over in pain. Moose uses the sledge to stand then grabs Darling and hits a DDT ONTO THE BARBED WIRE SLEDGEHAMMER! Darling’s head slams into the sledgehammer and he is not moving. Moose crawls across the ring, too weak to even stand on his own now and grabs DethBat. He drags himself back to Darling and traps him in the JI-ENDO using the barbed wire, nail and razor wire bat! DethBat tears into Darling’s skin and fresh blood pours from fresh wounds. Moose pulls back, but his eyes have just about rolled into his head, and he is spitting up blood from god knows what kind of injury. Fire can’t take anymore and comes down yelling for the referee to stop it. The referee checks Darling, and he is clearly out cold from being dropped on the sledgehammer, blood loss, ji-endo, and god knows what else. He calls for the bell and pulls Moose off, Moose just slumps to the mat, out cold as well.
WINNER in 45:47 – Moosehead Jack

Medical officials immediately rush to the scene and work on both Moose and Darling. Fire just stands there in shock looking at both of them and the carnage of what was once a Taipei Cell. The rest of The Five make it to the ring and console Fire as well as check on Moose. Alexis Darling rushes to Alex’s side followed by Samantha Darling-Moreland and Davin. Even Davin looks a little shocked by this. The two are placed on gurneys, and from the looks of things you would think a cover would be pulled over their heads, but it’s not. They are loaded into waiting ambulances and rushed to the nearby Beppo Medical Center. You have to wonder, was it worth it?

You want to be a Darling………are you really ready to be treated like one?

<Moose looks back over Blood Pond and we fade>

[BookerShark]

A figure is seated in a Zen garden outside the Blood Pool hot springs. Whoever it is, is robed in red, with a hood over the face, meditating. Finally the sounds of nature are broken by a bell chiming in the distance. The figure lifts their head, and removes the hood, revealing Firewoman underneath.

I have heard your words, Jack. Yes, I know you hate your birth name as much as I hate mine. But I heard your words. I FELT them, as we tend to feel everything that happens to one another. Well...almost everthing.

I could go point for point on how I took just as many beatings as you, here and elsewhere, and I how I've paid for my sins many, many times. But I won't.

I can make threats about how I've not changed nearly as much as you think I have. You caught me off my guard Wednesday.

That will not happen again.

But your little tirade was telling, and reminded me of two things that I would like to share with you.

The reason I'm still married to Alex...it all started here.

I begged you both to back out of that match. And yet you proceeded to nearly kill each other anyway. Meditation is great though. I've meditated on that match, and I realized two things.

First...for all your regrets and protests and somewhat revisionist history, I learned that you really don't care about my feelings. I knew you would be hurt...REALLY hurt. Because as much as you wanted me around...family around...I wanted that just as much. And you were willing to throw it all away, for a silly grudge that had really no basis in reality. You were willing to die for it, and leave me alone.

Again.

So you can talk about how important I was or I am to you all you want. Until you back it up? It's just hollow words.

The second thing I realized. That was the day. The very moment. When I was watching the blood flow...knowing what was coming...what the ending had to be. I realized I could be losing something else that was important to me.

See, Alex had always been there in my life, since I finally aged out of the Juvenile system. From ROH to NOAH. We did keep in touch a bit in between that and OOWF, and then I came here. Whether we were lovers, friends, allies, enemies...he's been there. And...at that moment...I realized that not only would I be losing my brother, potentially...I'd be losing one other person who had always been there. Who I sudenly realized was more important to me than I ever could have imagined.

And I realized, that...even though it started out as a mistake...that there might actually be something there. Right when I was on the verge of losing it...or having you take it away from me.

You wanna blame someone for my continued marriage? Look in the mirror, bro. Because it was here...two years ago...that you showed me what was really important. You showed me exactly how I really did feel, and that while I love you, my brother, and always will, no matter what happens tonight or in the future...I also love the man who accidentally became my husband.

She smiles a bit.

Believe me...it was a shock to me too.

So thank you Moose. Thank you for two years ago showing me that you care only about yourself, and I care deeply about someone else. You can do whatever you want to me tonight. You can send me to my grave, and you won't have changed those two very important facts. I'll go to my grave, loving him, and you'll be standing there. Alone.

There's silence as a bird chirps far off in the distance as the fountain bubbles. Fire raises an eyebrow and smiles.

Or. Not. Because I don't care about all that, anymore. I care about winning this series, and finally proving to you, beyond a shadow of a doubt that *I* am the better wrestler, no matter who they are. And I will make you admit it. Not in the past. Now. Right now. I am better than you.

A bell chimes again, and Lucky comes into the frame.

L: It's time.

Fire stands and removes her robe, revealing her white ring wear, with red and orange flames across the front of the halter, and up the legs of the tights.

FW: Let's go.

L: I really wish you would have let Al--

A glare from Fire stops Lucky mid-sentence. As they leave, Fire turns back toward the camera.

FW: I. Am better. Than you.

How's that sparkle for ya?

FAAAAAAAAAADE

[BookerShark]

(Wyatt, Mary Lou and the twins are wrapping up a video tape session when they are approached by a familiar looking SFJ. Mary Lou and the twins recognize her immediately.)

SFJ: Mary Lou! Edra, Clio!

(The four women share a hug as Wyatt looks confused.)

Edra: Dad, you remember our guest from a few weeks back, don't you?

Wyatt: She looks familiar.

Clio: The one that the travel agent booked into the kennels by mistake?

Wyatt: Oh, yes, you were our guest that weekend, how are you?

SFJ: Much better. I took a few weeks off and feel better than ever. That was some weekend.

Edra and Clio: We know.

SFJ: And congrats, Mary Lou! Can I see that stone?

(Mary Lou shows the SFJ her ring

SFJ: Wow, you are SO LUCKY.

Wyatt: I'm the lucky one. She's an incredible researcher, talented in every way possible. No one better. I'm lucky to have found her...thanks to the girls.

SFJ: Anyway, to business.

(an old school interview banner drops behind the quintet)

SFJ: Tonight on Pay Per View, Judgment Eve 8, the World Tag Team Championship will be defended in the first ever Tag Team Endurance contest. Texpress defends their championship against the Holy Spirit Squad, Banned from Everywhere, and my guests at this time, Power and Glory, with their management team of Mary Lou Merry and Wyatt Cox.

Wyatt: Mary Lou is the one person alive today that I will gladly take second billing to. Tonight's contest is different than any tag team match ever attempted. Three matches, four teams, one new champion. For as great as Texpress is, they have the championships, and you know that all three of the challenging teams want to knock them off. I quit, Lucha, and Ladder matches. Three of the most grueling matches in professional wrestling today.

Wyatt: Texpress, we respect you, and Chad, you and I have a significant misunderstanding. I respect you, but the way you try to backhandedly respect my twins, well, we need to talk. Their first pro wrestling match was on May 29th against Firewoman. How many wrestlers do you know that could compete against the level of talent here in the OOWF in their first three months that could compile the kind of record the girls have? That's all I'm saying. How can you disagree with that? Hats off to you, but tonight the ladies are going to bring it.

Wyatt: Bill and Justin, we're not discounting you either. But we're ready for Banned from Everywhere. Even you, Ellie May. And I really do want to apologize for the potato sack. Seriously, who knew Bill was that way about burlap?

Wyatt: And finally, Stan and Mai. I understand your reluctance. I understand your feelings. But Stan, you and Mai left us. We're still here. You keep coming after us with a vengeance. Even before I erred and made things too personal a few weeks ago. You're not getting fired tonight, good for you. Now bring it as hard in the ring, and you might just win this tonight. Good luck, seriously. In the ring, it's just business, and anything goes. But outside the ring, I wish you and Mai the best. You were great friends and I enjoyed your company. Power?

Edra: Tonight, we get to prove the naysayers wrong. They say we're the flavor of the month, that we're a flash in the pan. We're improving, getting better every day. Just call us iceberg. You only see in the ring a tiny bit of what we're capable of, when we're challenged. Lettuce show you what we're capable of tonight.

Clio: Lettuce?

Edra: Iceberg. Lettuce.

Clio: Oh. Well, anyway. Chad, my other SFJ friend here tells me you don't really measure up in the bedroom, so I hope you're better in the ring. Zane, your Bridgette seems nice, maybe too good for you. Together you've put it together good in the ring, but tonight's the night we convert to the metric syste, and your measuring sticks will be useless. Bill and Justin, we really love you, but it's all business again tonight. Stan, Mai, you were brother and sister to us. Tonight I guess you could call it sibling rivalry, some tough Love you're gonna have to suffer through.

SFJ: Mary Lou?

Mary Lou: Solid research, good workouts, good focus drills, Power and Glory are ready.

SFJ: Any other thoughts, Wyatt?

Wyatt: First, good luck to Cubby McTootsalot. After poking the LD Williams bear with a sharp stick this week, you'll need it. Firewoman, congrats on firing that quack. Now prepare for tough love from your brother in Blood Pond. We watched with awe the replay of the last Blood Pond match between your hubby and Moose. You'll need it. Danny Taylor, good luck with that wascawwy wabbit. Drop him on his head, please?

SFJ: What do you think about Matt Folz and the Kai!

Mary Lou: Well statistically...

SFJ: IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOU THINK!

(The twins and Mary Lou look at the SFJ. Wyatt is stifling a laugh.)

Mary Lou: I think we're done here

SFJ: Tonight, Power and Glory join Banned from Everywhere and Holy Spirit Squad in challenging Texpress for the Tag Team Championships in a Ultimate Endurance Match. Be there!

Mary Lou: There went your invitation to a weekend at the Complex.

SFJ: Call me maybe?

(Wyatt starts full out laughing and Mary Lou slaps him on the arm as the family heads for the workout room and we...)

FADE

[BookerShark]

*At the arena*

Alex is watching the promos from Moose and Fire before taking the ring from around his neck and kissing it. He softly whispers "Good Luck" before putting it back inside his shirt. He's about to turn off the television when the promo from Wyatt and Power & Glory plays and he just shakes his head. He looks around and notices the camera focusing on him...

Alexander: First, I was asked to let my wife deal with her brother. Standing here on the sidelines while those two go to battle is one of the toughest things I've ever done, but I know it's what needs to be done. So, for the most part I will not be getting involved in their business. But hearing Firewoman, Lisa Darling, my wife, say those things it's made me realize that I will be by her side every step of the way in whatever way she needs me. But I also can't sit by and let idle hands develop so it's time to get back on the horse and this time I get to do it with my beautiful, lovely, and talented twin sister.

We took care of the flamboyant Brits this past week and in just a few short hours we'll get in the ring with some vicious Russians. Lexie and I, we haven't done this much but in some ways we've been doing this our entire lives. Sharkoff and Tiger will be a good way to test exactly where we are and it might also give us the chance to show the world that it doesn't matter how long you've known each other or how long you've been wrestling, talent triumphs. And if Sharkoff or Tiger just so happen to get blasted with a chain, well oops.

And speaking of chains, Alexis and I will be keep a close eye on the Ultimate Endurance match for the tag team titles but not because we believe we're ready to be champions. That day will come and we'll prove once again that the Darling name, whether it's preceded by Alexander, Alexis, Lisa, Samantha, Spencer, Ashley, or Veronika...we're the best in the world at everything we try. And it's not arrogance when it's god damn fact. So, whether it's the Texans, Holy Spirit Squad or Banned from Everywhere walking out as tag team champions, at some point their time is numbered because the Darlings will be coming for them.

But if you notice, I did leave the 4th team out my comment there...one Power & Glory. It's not an oversight. It's not me overlooking your talent. It's one very simple fact, until you stop using the amount of time you've been wrestling as an excuse, you'll never climb that mountain. 30 days, 60 days...it doesn't matter anymore because you're here now. And the only thing that matters is what you're capable of in the ring and I have firsthand knowledge of what that capability is and the fact is you just aren't ready yet for the big time. So when you ladies lose tonight, and you will lose, it's going to be time for you two to learn some lessons.

And I can't think of better teachers than Alexis and I. You can call yourselves Edra and Clio, Chloe and Edna, or Power and Glory but all Alexis and I will call you are our next students in the hard knocks of life. The time is coming for you to learn just what twins are capable of when they set their mind to something and Alexis and I, well we're the fucking best in the world at teaching lessons to overconfident, brash rookies who've only been in the business a short time. We have firsthand experience with that.

Tonight it's Sharkoff and Tiger, after that it's time to go to school. And we'll be the best teachers those girls have ever seen because well, we're the Darlings and they're just not.


Just before we fade, we see Alex take the ring out of his shirt once again and he whispers, "come back safe."

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

We come up in a back area of the arena, where we see Awesome Bill enjoying some pine cone party likker while watching some Nascar. Justin and Opus sit nearby engaged in an epic game of connect four, that Justin appears to be losing. Ellie May walks into the room.

Ellie: Hey boys, it seems the Power and Glory girls love you like sisters.

Bill and Justin exchange confused looks, and then look at Ellie.

Bill and Justin: Who?

Ellie: Power and Glory (blank stares) Edra and Clio (more blank stares) managed by Wyatt, hang out with Mary Sue (still more blank stares) you have wrestled them several times, they put me in the burlap sack, spilled the party likker?

Bill: Not ringing a bell

Justin: Don't think I've ever heard of them.

Ellie: (letting out a sigh) Hercules and Roma.

Both Bill and Justin's eyes light up.

Justin: The Proctor and Gamble girls!

Bill: Well hell Ellie, why didn't you just say that to begin with.

Ellie: I did....you know what, never mind.

Bill: Well that's mighty nice of them, but I'm not really into the whole sibling love thing.

Justin: Stanks sibling loved me once.

Bill: That Ghostface feller?

Justin: Nah his sister, she loved me so much she let me carry her groceries home for her.

Bill: Outdamnstander than hell son.

Ellie: Justin, I don't think that's love.

Justin: Wouldn't you love to have someone carry your baggage for you?

Ellie looks at both Bill and then Justin.

Ellie: Yes, yes I would. Anyways, they are one of our opponents in the Tag Team Ultimate Endurance match.

Justin: Who are the other teams?

Ellie: Stan and Mai Muyo.

Bill: Hell's yeah, that Nascar Stan is good folks, that ought to be fun.

Justin: I like Your Muyo, she loaned me five bucks once, and I didn't even have to ask.

Bill: Now that's some class.

Bill and Justin nod in agreement as Ellie just lets out a sigh.

Ellie: and the champs, the Texans.

Bill: Hell, I beat the entire 1982 Denver team by myself, with Justin at my side that Houston squad don't stand a chance.

Ellie: It's not the football team, it's th.....you know what, let's just go with it being the football team. Anyways, it's three different types of matches, the first is a street fight.

Bill and Justin jump up and immediately start kung fu chopping the air while threatening the various streets of Tokyo. They surprisingly manage to do this without injuring each other.

Ellie: The second fall is a lucha match.

Bill: Lucho masks? Hell, I don't think we have none of those.

Justin: They might have some leftover Lobo ones at the merch stand, I'll send Drunkey and Drunkette to get them.

Bill: Good call.

Ellie: (sighing) and finally a Ladder match.

At this Justin gets a deadly serious look on his face and turns to Bill.

Justin: I'm sorry Bill, but we can not win.

Bill: Why the heck not?

Justin: ~Ladder~ has it in for me. He's turned on me and cost me matches more times than I can count, if he's the special ref, there is not way he will play fair for us.

Ellie: It's a ladder match, you know where you climb up the ladder to grab the belts, not a special ref match.

Justin: Sure, then just when you get to the top, ~Ladder~ closes up and sends you crashing down, that sneaky bastard.

Bill: Well hell son, maybe we can go to The Home Depot and rent one of them cherry pickers to get them there tag belts?

Justin: Nope we can't go to Home Depot.

Bill: Whyfor not?

Ellie: Because Tokyo doesn't have Home Depot?

Justin: Nope.

Ellie: Because we are banned from there?

Justin: We are Banned From Everywhere

Bill: Hot damn I love when he does that.

FADE