MidWeek Mayhem (04/09) Live! From Slapout, Alabama

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OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From the Santuck Flea Market, Slapout, Alabama
April 9, 2014

OOWF Intercontinental Title Match
Mai Muyo vs. Christian Carter

OOWF DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Title Match: Jack's Rules
Chloe vs. Chris Evans

Best of Five Series: Match 4 - Stips TBA
Alexander Darling vs. Danny Taylor

Non-Title Match
Banned From Everywhere vs. IHOP

Suicide Kings vs. Texpress
Ecosystem & Firewoman vs. Stank & Stan Fulton
LD Williams vs. Power
Tommy Wilder vs. Alexis Darling vs. Miranda Williams
Moosehead Jack & Ghosthead vs. Murphy's Law


card subject to being overrun by Duck Dynasty fans

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It's post Mayhem, and the crowds have left, most of the set is down, but the ring itself has not been broken down yet. Chloe is walking past, on her way to some nefarious shenanigans no doubt, when she finds herself face to face with one Dynamite Danny Taylor. The two stare daggers into each other before a large smile crosses her face.

Chloe: Trying to intimidate me "Dudamite"

Chloe starts laughing, but Danny simply shakes his head no and then points to the belt she is wearing around her waist.

Chloe: Oh, so the big man wants to challenge me for my DDT Title, well bring it on white hat.

Chloe takes up a defensive posture, but Danny just chuckles, shakes his head no, and points to the ring. Chloe smirks.

Chloe: I have Evans first, then I will be happy to hand you your ass.

Danny shakes his head no, points to the ring and then points down to the ground. Chloe looks confused until she sees a ref enter and slide into the ring, followed immediately by Danny. Her amusement fades and she pulls off the title before sliding into the ring as well.

Chloe: Fine, let's do this.

Chloe charges at Danny, who expected this and sidesteps grabbing her into a sideheadlock in the process. Chloe is no rookie and attempts to reverse out, but Danny is focused and counters her reversal into a hammerlock. Every time Chloe tries to reverse, Danny seems to have an answer. Finally he shoves her free, and Chloe is pissed. She spies some chairs outside the ring and turns to head for them when Danny rushes up behind her and slams her back with a German Suplex. Chloe is rocked and off balance, and Danny follows up with an exploder suplex that puts her on the mat. Chloe tries to roll out of the ring at this point, but Taylor is relentless. He snatches her up and plants her with a powerbomb, and then a brainbuster, and then finally with a piledriver. Chloe is nearly out at this point, and it looks like Danny is going to go for a pin. The ref slides into position, but instead of pinning her, Danny stops just short, stares at her groaning face, and smirks. He then stands up looks over to the ref and shrugs before leaving the ring and walking away leaving Chloe to slowly recover.

FADE

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Christian Carter was sitting in his lockeroom after his tag match against Taylor and Alexander Darling. Jason Allen and Jose Reyna are sitting on a couch, when Alexis Darling, and the masked man comes walking in.

AD: You alright?

CC: Yeah, Ego's a bit bruised, other than that, just peachy!

AD: Well, you know what they say, live to fight another day...

CC: We will see when we find out who we're facing next week. I'm sure GM Nate will have some stupid tag match or one on one match with someone who owes Matthew Folz a Christian Carter beating...you see, he has other people fight for himself...typical Folz.

JA: Yeah, fucking pathetic...

AD: Funny you should say that, I know exactly who we are facing next week.

There is a small window of silence, as Carter looks at Alexis...

CC: Dammit Lexi, don't let the suspense kill me...

AD: Well, You two (pointing at Allen and Reyna) got Texpress...win this, you could get a shot at getting your tag titles back.

JR: Damn Right...We gonna kill them bitchez!

AD: Nates got me in a triple threat match, yet again. Guess he really didn't like what I did to my brother! Facing Wilder and Miranda...

CC: You can bet Miranda will be gunning for ya! Big man (looks at the masked man), you know what to do in a case like that.

The guy nods.

CC: So who is next on Folz hit list?

AD: Mai...she's next for you.

CC: Man Nate really must be loving this...I go and give him the biggest ratings, and he is at the mercy of Folz...Some kind of punishment.

AD: Actually, he's rewarding you.

All three guys have confused looks on thier faces.

AD: It's for the Intercontinental Championship.

CC: Come again.

AD: Yeah, her title is on the line.

A smile comes across Carter's face, beaming of happiness.

CC: Well...that is interesting...very interesting indeed. I guess I'll have to personally thank our GM. Alright guys, lets get out of here and head to Alabama...

Camera fades.

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<Moose and Chloe are in the Saints locker room, Moose is slumped in a chair drinking a beer while Chloe is sitting in silence staring into space. She slowly gets to her feet and bellows with rage and begins destroying the locker room. Moose sits with an amused look on his face and watches her smash everything she can. Jack slowly gets up and walks over to Chloe, she spins to throw a punch, but Moose catches her arm>

MHJ: something bothering you?

Chloe: <snarling> DID YOU SEE WHAT TAYLOR DID? I AM SICK AND GODDAMN TIRED OF THE LACK OF FUCKING RESPECT!

<Chloe destroys a few more things while Moose just stands there calmly. He lights a cigar and blows a big cloud of smoke into the air. Chloe stops, breathing heavily, a crazed look in her eyes>

Chloe: DO SOMETHING!

MHJ: <taking a long slow drag on the cigar> You are not seeing the big picture

C: THE BIG PICTURE? I see that DANNY FUCKING TAYLOR disrespected the Saints! He disrespected ME! and I am TIRED of it!

<Moose just looks at Chloe, her eyes meet his and after a few seconds her shoulders slump. Moose smiles and blows out some more smoke>

MHJ: Lets look at this rationally. One, you still have your title, correct?

C: <mumbling> yes

MHJ: Ok. So that is a plus. Two.....why do you think Danny called you out?

C: Because fuck him, that's why

MHJ: Close. If Danny just wanted to beat someone down, he could have called out any of the PHWF guys. He could have called out Bill or Justin or SYB. There was a reason he called YOU out

<Chloe just stares at Moose>

MHJ: Finally, think about this. Danny Taylor essentially called you out and ambushed you

C: So?

MHJ: <taking another long drag from his cigar> So? Could you have seen Taylor doing this six months ago?

C: ......

MHJ: Six months ago, Danny would have gone to Pun and requested a match against you, because that is the RIGHT way to do things.....at least in his mind

C: So?

MHJ: So....where is THAT Danny? The PURE Danny? <Moose smirks> oh make no mistake about it, THAT Danny still exists, but he is being pushed aside. This little series with Alex.....Danny's hatred of me...all it takes is one little crack Chloe. All you need to destroy a granite mountain is one little crack. Once the hate gets in that crack.....it's only a matter of time

C: So.....Danny beating the shit out of me in the middle of the ring is a good thing.

MHJ: It's a side of Danny we have never seen before. A side of Danny I always KNEW was there, but he refused to let us see. He picked you for a reason Chloe, Danny is not random, he has a plan. There is a method to his madness

C: It still feels like I got jumped

MHJ: <thinking for a moment> You did. But what have we said our purpose was all along

C: To expose the hypocrisy of the White Hats

MHJ: Who is a bigger White Hat than Danny Taylor?

<Chloe thinks about this for a minute then smiles>

C: He says he wanted this series with Alex to learn how to fight us......but really.....all he is doing is learning how to fight LIKE us

MHJ: He makes it sound like a noble deed, he is trying to learn how to rid the OOWF of the Saints.....but really? All he is doing is learning how to do all the things we do.....and not only get away with it, but have the fans begging him for more

C: <snarling> some White Hat

MHJ: <looking Chloe in the eye> You have Evans this week. This is your chance to go out there and make a definitive statement. MAKE them respect you. You can do this

C: <bowing her head a little> Thank you Jack

MHJ: Now...lets go get that hand looked at, Alex certainly did a number on it

C: If it is broken I am going to shove that cast up his ass

MHJ: All in due time....

<they leave the locker room and we fade>

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Firewoman is in the video room, and appears to be organizing some tapes.

FW: I swear....When I ran this place, you could find stuff. Everything was in chronological order and alphabetized.

Her cell phone rings. It's Fozzy's "All That Remains." She scowls at it before she answers.

FW: Oh, finally calling me back?.................No....my turn....What the fuck? I thought we were past all.......for gods' sakes it was three years....four....no, three.....SHUT UP, I do too know!.................look, I don't know or care if you're buddies with Carter....but if I find out...and I WILL find out...that you have had anything significant to do with this? I won't care about what we once were, and you'll move to the top of my shit list, and I think you remember that's NOT a desirable place to be.

Fire slams the phone angrily to hang up. She turns around to leave and runs right into Moosehead Jack.

FW: Oh hey.

MHJ: Hey? We had coffee, like...*looks at his watch*...two days ago.  I waited for an hour.  You're a little late.

FW: Oh...right, about that...no more coffees.

MHJ: *mocking* Fire!! What would Dr. Freedman say!

FW: *shrugging as she goes back to shelving tapes.* His idea. He feels that we are probably okay, and so we don't need to be mandated to spend time together.

MHJ: Fire......

*she keeps shelving things, ignoring him. He turns her around by the shoulders*

MHJ: LISA!

FW: What?

MHJ: Do you really think I was only having coffee with you once a week on Tuesdays at 3 in the afternoon because your shrink told me to?

FW: ......Yes?

MHJ: You're kidding....

FW: ......No?

MHJ: Fire, it was one day a week at LEAST that I could see my sister...not the wrestler, not the enemy if that's where we were...my SISTER.

FW: .....

MHJ: ....

FW: I know...we can still do it I guess....

MHJ: Great, let's go--

FW: Well, not now, I have to find a tape and then Lucky and I are going over it.

MHJ: Oh okay....well, later, let's grab a drink. Stank found this dive and --

FW: *smiling* Sorry...Alex's birthday. We're going to go to this club that--

MHJ: Please...spare me...

Fire turns back to her cataloging and searching.

FW: Besides, you'll have your whole entourage there, we won't be able to really talk.

She keeps shelving and rearranging as Moose thinks he realizes something.

MHJ: Fire....is this about Chloe?

FW: Hmmm?

Moose turns her around again.

MHJ: Spill it...what gives....jealous?

FW: What? Don't be silly.  If she makes you happy, then I'm happy for you.  I just....

Fire turns back around.

FW: It's true, I was jealous of you and Selena. You and I didn't have a chance to have that relationship, it was robbed from us. But ....her? No....

MHJ: Mm-hmm....then what is it....I'm the only one you ever declared a no-compete rule with, and THAT was just to annoy me.

FW: I'm just not....I'm not going to let her do that to me, that's all.

MHJ: Fire, writing clauses into your contract is a LONG way to go for playing mind games, unless--

Moose stops mid sentence, as a realization dawns on him.

FW: What?

Moose turns her around a third time, puts both hands on her shoulders, and stares her right in the eye. Fire holds it for a minute and then looks away.

FW: Quit it, Jackie.

MHJ: You're.....

FW: I just think it's best...

MHJ: You're not afraid of anyone...You've NEVER been afraid of anyone....even people you should have been....

Fire looks at him for a minute, and opens her mouth as if to say something, but then slaps his arms off her shoulders (hard, of course) and then storms away, leaving a stunned Moose behind.

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(An SUV arrives at the OOWF staging area in Slapout Alabama. The bodyguards get out and check the area before Sunny steps out with Power. Sunny is holding Power's hand and stroking it gently and speaking softly to her. The moment is interrupted by SFJ 3.1415 dashing out. Sunny tries to wave her off but she runs up anyway. The bodyguards move to intercept her but Sunny, fearing a lawsuit, says something we don't understand, and the men stop to let the SFJ through.)

SFJ Π: Power, Power, your thoughts on the No contest decision last night.

Sunny: Power was proud to do her part.

Power: (mumbling) My partners and I made a great showing against the Saints. (Power starts running her fingers through her hair, and we can see several sets of stitches) We stood up for what is right and I couldn't have done it without Mai and Tommy and...and...

Sunny: Edra....

Power: No, no, no, no, NO!

(Power pushes Sunny back, a little rougher than she intended. Power grabs the microphone out of the SFJ's hands. A wild, crazed look is on Power's face.)

Power: I LOVED getting my hands on Moose. It felt GREAT pounding away on him, ripping out his stitches, making him bleed like he made me bleed. (Power pulls back her hair and we can see stitches on her temple) They had to put me back together too, Moose. But I don't care. (Power begins pounding away at the stitches and they start to bleed a little.) I. Don't. Care. I don't care about MY sister, I don’t care about YOUR sister, but I will get you again, Moose. Bet on it.

Sunny: (Puts her arm around Power) Come on, honey, we have to get ready for LD.

Power: (Pushing Sunny away) LD Williams, you have a wonderful daughter. I think she's great. And I know in the ring you are the absolute best. Hands down. But to see you associating with a low life like my sister and the other Saints. Makes. Me. Sick. (Broadly gesturing) First in the ring, your battles with UnderDawg are legendary. It astonished me and I was just enthralled at the 500th. (Power sneers) Now you're just another one of the Saints. You're wasting your talent with your little gang. I'm gonna do my best to hang with you, LD, but if you beat me clean in the middle of that ring, I won't be ashamed. (pulls the camera close and speaks softly) But if you bring that gang with you, if you shortcut me, I promise you that I will do whatever it takes to end you, and the Saints. Bet on it.

(Power drops the microphone, pushes the camera away and storms off...somewhere as we fade)

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<Moose is sitting somewhere in a seedy bar, which is empty other than a bartender who clearly does not care, isn't sober, and may be strung out on something. The television shows OOWF tv and Power's promo. Moose watches it, takes a shot of Jamesons and lights a fresh cigar>

the best laid plans of mice and men, often go awry

Isn't that right Edra? You were behind Wyatt's plan 100% weren't you? Trick Fire into getting into the OOWF, then ride Wyatt's sage advice to glory. You endured the "focus sessions" nothing more than hypnosis so Wyatt could bend your resolve to fit his will.

You see Edra....I knew of your father long before his time in the OOWF. When you grow up in locker rooms, you hear stories, you hear......the truth. You see, dear old Wyatt gave a very convincing performance regarding his feud with your uncle Ned. To hear him say it, Ned was jealous of Wyatt, and turned on him and betrayed his trust to make a name for himself.

All of that is quite convenient since Ned is no longer here to defend himself. Truth be told......Wyatt had quite the dark side, quite the temper.....quite the ego, and he as much as anything pushed Ned to do what he did, and Wyatt never forgave himself for losing control.....which is why he tried so hard to control you and Chloe

the best laid plans......

<taking a big drag of his cigar and another shot>

It was all going to be so perfect, wasn't it. That is.....until someone showed up and told Chloe all the potential she was wasting. It was all going to be so grand, Wyatt goes to the grave with a clear conscious and you move home and take care of the grieving widow and your sisters. Only one small problem......someone told Chloe that she deserved.....that she WAS better than that.

often go awry

Edra....you're fighting a battle you cannot win. You think spilling a little blood will deter me? You think getting a few shots in on me will stop me? How does it feel little girl, how does it feel knowing that Chloe and I can walk freely, unmolested and you.....you constantly look over your shoulder. You jump at every sound. You wonder if every shadow you see hides a Saint. How does it feel, Edra, knowing that you are not safe, anywhere. We already proved that. You mistake our silence for fear, it will be a mistake that costs you dearly.

Trust me

<Chloe comes out from the back, her hand wrapped in a cast, she sits down and Moose pours her a shot, they toast it and slam it. Moose looks into the INC again>

The Saints are coming........stop us if you can

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(It's late at night and Sunny has finally gotten Power settled down and sleeping. She is trying to catch up on emails and correspondence. Exhausted, she puts her head down on the desk. Suddenly the lights go out. Sunny sits up in shock. She hears what seems to be someone whistling. She reaches into her purse and takes out a flashlight.)

Sunny: Edra? Is that you?

(She moves into the next room and sees the room has been trashed. She sees an arm laying on the floor of the next room. She walks into the room and sees both bodyguards, their necks twisted at impossible angles. She checks for a pulse and finds none. She shivers but moves into the bedroom.)

Sunny: Edra?

(She shines her flashlight into the room and sees the body of Power, stripped naked, puncture wounds all over the body, the throat slit, and hung by her ankles from the ceiling. Sunny gasps and turns to run...but runs right into Chloe.)

Sunny: Chloe!

Chloe: Any time I want. You could have brought five or five hundred. You knew I'd find a way. Now that all your protection is gone, you're mine. And now, your last kiss.

(Chloe grasps her tight and takes Sunny by the chin. Sunny screams, and suddenly the lights are on and she's back at her desk. The guards and Power come running in.)

Power: What is it? What happened?

(Sunny just grabs Power and holds on for dear life, sobbing. Power comforts her and takes her to their room as the camera fades.)

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~~~ Fade into the Spin Hansen Memorial Training Center. Chad & Zane finish off a couple of local indy guys with a Double Dropkick & a Dropkick Device.

They slide out of the ring, and grab Aquafinas from the cooler. Bridgette pulls the memory card out of the video camera and pops it in the laptop. Zane grabs the computer and pulls up the footage. They are interrupted by not one, but 2 Randomly Numbered Sexy Female Journalists.

RNSFJ 1: Texpres, you lost to the Suicide Kings in controversial fashion last week. What do you have to say about this week's rematch?

Zane: I think the same thing I thought before last week's match. Chad and I are prepared to win. And if the match stays within the rules, we will.

RNSFJ 1: Even though you lost last time?

Chad: You saw the match last week. Heck, the entire WORLD saw it. We had the match in control. Then, foreign objects get involved. Shocking, huh? There's a blast to the head and we're taking the pin.

Zane: I guarantee you if that had not happen, things turn out much differently in Tennessee.

RNSFJ 1: So this week....

Chad: Jason & Jose will face a much more rested & ready Texpress. And that is bad news for them. We're Bringing Our Hammers. They made a crucial mistake, they Messed With The Bull. Wednesday, they will Get The Horns.

Zane: You see, Allen, Reyna, you've experienced some success early on as a tag team. Congratulations. But it hasn't come against us. You call yourself Kings? Let's see how good you truly are. We are The Measuring Sticks. And this week, Live from Slapout, Alabama (Cheap pop) we will find out how well you Measure Up.

~~~ Chad chugs the rest of his Aquafina, flashes the 'Horns' and tosses the bottle aside. He & Zane start gathering their stuff and get ready to leave. RNSFJ 1 turns to RNSFJ 2 ~~~

RNSFJ 1: And that's how it is done. You come in, ask a couple of quiestions, and let them talk. Some of them (gestures to Zane) take a little more prodding.

RNSFJ 2: I see. (staring at Chad the entire time)

RNSFJ 1: Stop. Just stop.

RNSFJ 2: What? I... I've heard things

RNSFJ 1: That was the old days. He's not like that anymore. Trust me, I've tried... we've ALL tried.

RNSFJ 2: Are you sure? Maybe if I....

RNSFJ 1: No. Unfortunately, he's seeing one of the other wrestlers. And it's pretty serious.. serious enough to keep him out of our locker rooms anyway. Come on, we have another assignment today.

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*fade in to Chris Evans*

Evans: So Chloe, you’re pissed off at Danny? Well, join the club, sweetcheeks. And don’t think that what’s happened to Danny as of late is of your doing, oh no. That guy’s been a shell of his former shell for quite some time now. He’s been like that ever since The new Guard took care of him. And while I’m on the topic of young factions making a name for themselves.

*Evans looks at the camera*

Hey Jamie, how you feeling? Hurt? Confused? Yeah, you see this is what happens when you hang around with a guy like Folz. Everything that he touches, turns to shit. He held me back when I was in the New Guard, and once he broke away from me, guess what? I won the World Title. And if you weren’t associated with him, you wouldn’t have been put into that position. Quite honestly, you can do a lot better.

Also Folz, that was on you, for letting yourself put your woman in that position. You’d think that after what we did to Outback Jack a few years back, you’d know better than to let yourself fall into the same trap. And what, you’re crying over that? What the hell happened to you? Did Jaime cut your nuts off and keep them with her in her purse or something? You used to be a badass, Folz. If that were me in that position…well, actually scratch that, I know better than to tie myself down to one woman. But if I ever did, I’d sure as hell wouldn’t bitch and cry about it. And while I don’t exactly feel like giving credit to those who try to do not only what I did in the past, and much better, I gotta hand it to The Suicide Kings. They wanted to make an impact, and they got into Folz’s head, they hurt him where he’d feel it the most. So just putting it out there, you guys wanna know how to get to Folz the most? You’ve got my number. Lets chat.

*fade to black*

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We fade in to Jaime Folz's hospital room and see Matt sitting in a chair next to her bed. He looks exhausted and disheveled and he has bags under the bags under the bags under his eyes. He looks up as he feels a tap on his shoulder.

MF: Mai?

MM: How is she?

MF: They don't think she'll be paralyzed, but they have no idea when she'll wake up. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be getting ready for the show?

MM: It's Saturday.

MF: Oh.

MM: Matt, when's the last time you slept?

MF: 20 minutes on and off occasionally. The fucking doctor wants to give me a sedative but finally stopped asking after I threatened to break both his arms.

MM: You should take care of yourself.

MF: I'm GOING to be awake and here for her when she wakes up, end of discussion.

MM: Most of the roster was outraged by what Carter did. They send well wishes to you and Jaime.

Matt shakes his head.

MF: Well now I've heard everything. Mai Muyo telling a lie.

MM: Huh?

MF: You honestly expect me to believe that outside of you and Stan that anyone in this company is sending me well wishes?

MM: You're a better person than you give yourself credit for Matt.

MF: No, I'm not. I'm an asshole. And if it were me lying there in that hospital bed the entire company would be applauding and calling it Poetic Justice. Hell, I'd probably agree with them.

MM: I don't believe that.

MF: It's the truth. What else is going on? Who are you facing this week?

MM: Carter

MF: One on one?

MM: Yes.

MF: Good. Good. Then you can do what needs to be done.

Mai hesitates.

MF: Listen, I hate asking you to betray your principles. But this has to be done. This isn't about outwrestling him, anyone with a brain can see that you're 50 times the wrestler he is. I need you to, just this one time, go into the ring and intentionally try to injure your opponent. Whether you win or lose is irrelevant, as long as he has to be stretchered out of the ring.

MM: I-I don't know if I can do that.

MF: You HAVE to.

We hear a loud groan and see Jaime opening her eyes. Matt rushes over and grabs her hand.

JF(Weakly): Matt?

MF: I'm here hon, I'm not going anywhere.

Mai leaves to go get a doctor as we.....FADE

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Firewoman and Alexander Darling pull up outside their house in New Orleans. Fire gets out of the car, happy as a clam. Alex is far less so.

FW: Sweet, Mai just texted. Jaime's awake!

AD: Good....Fire, I don't know what we're even doing here.

FW: We live here? At least, occasionally.

AD: I don't mean HERE here...I mean...HERE.

FW: Because we were invited.

AD: YOU were invited. The McMahons want to wine and dine you.

FW: It was addressed to BOTH of us.

AD: I'm your plus one.

FW: You are not. They've been courting you too, you just aren't willing to listen.

AD: Neither are you!

FW: No, I'm not...

AD: Then we go back to my original question....Why are we--

FW: Because, Alex, and this is something you will never understand from our different childhoods, but when someone offers you free food and drink, you take it.

AD: Nothing's free.

FW: Which I know as well. I have to listen to their spiehl. Fine, whatever, I can tune that out.

AD: I can't....I just want to punch both of them in the mouth.

FW: So you stay at the bar or whatever, I'll do my dissociating thing that I'm TECHNICALLY not supposed to do anymore, and I will drink expensive champagne and eat caviar.

AD: You know we don't NEED them for that.

Alex goes to get the luggage out of the trunk.

FW: I know. This is the wrestling center of the universe right now, there might be some indie guys who want to know about OOWF. Not to mention, seeing Amy get inducted. Oh, we're invited to the party afterwards. Besides, there's someone else I need to have a conversation with.

AD: *scowling more, if that's even possible* You should just leave him alone.

FW: Just want to make sure we're clear on a few things....

AD: You know *closes trunk lid* ... where is Dr. Sid anyway? I haven't seen him for a few days.

Fire starts to say something but then she is interrupted by an blast of a ghostly Dixieland Jazz Band playing "Oh When the Saints Come Marching In."

FW: Ooo! They're happy we're home!

Fire walks happily into the house. Alexander stands there a minute.

AD: Oh right. Ghost band. For a minute I thought life might be normal and boring.

He chuckles to himself, and follows Fire inside.

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(Chris Evans is in a typical foul mood, though this time because his Final Four bets all went south on him. He walks into his suite and smells unfamiliar but sexy perfume. He looks down and sees a skirt on the floor...then a blouse...then high heel shoes...then panties...and finally a bra. Evans walks into the bedroom and finds a woman in his bed facing away from the door. Evans smirks.)

Evans: Well, well, what have we....

(The sentence never finished as Evans' head became impaled between two steel chairs. The chairs are in the hands of Radu and Vlad Dracul, and the woman in the bed...Chloe, who rolls out, fully dressed, and cockily walks up to the prone Evans, flanked by Tavian Dracul. Chloe sneers.)

Chloe: Cubby, Cubby, Cubby, Cubby, Cubby. So easy. You think you're better than everyone else, while the world just passes you by... Pick him up.

(The Draculs pick up Evans and hold him up. Chloe smacks him to wake him up.)

Chloe: You were her friend. You were her enemy. You always ranted ON and ON and ON about her. But you never could do anything about it. And she could never really shut you up. Wednesday night, Cubby McTootsalot, you won't walk out of that ring. I promise you that.

Evans: You cun.....

(Chloe kicks Evans in the fishing tackle and he howls.)

Chloe: Ah, ah, ah, now Cubby. After all, she told you never to use that word again. The difference is, there's a limit to where she will go, and no limit on me. For having an association with her, you will pay. Dearly.

Evans: If it wasn't for your minions here...

Chloe: Hey, guys, did you hear that? He called you minions. What about that?

(Vlad and Radu pick up Evans and flapjack him into the floor, while Tavian drops a knee to the back of Evans' head. Vlad and Radu pick Evans back up.)

Chloe: Run, Cubby. Run while you can.

(Chloe rares back with the other hand...the hand that has the cast on it...and slings it awkwardly in sort of an uppercut and Evans' head snaps back. Chloe drops to her knees holding her hand.)

Chloe: Jesus, that hurt. Fuck, Cubby. Did that hurt you? Cubby?

(Evans appears to be out cold)

Chloe: (Sighs) He's such a party pooper. OK Minions, assemble in the hall. We dance the dance of victory?

Tavian: Do we HAVE to?

Chloe: You're minions. You dance. Got it? Or would you care to talk to Jack.

(The Draculs sigh as they enter the hall and close the door. Music starts and they dance down the hallway and out of sight. The music?)

[BookerShark]

*The Murphys are in the Destroyitarium*

DK: Moosehead Jack and Ghosthead?

Dee: I know. Strange combination, but given how well Moose and Stank work together, we have to be prepared for the possibility these guys can pull together quickly.

DK: True. Also leaves a lot of possibilities for who might get in on the action.

Dee: Danny and Vic have their hands full. I know they'll do what they can, but we need to have eyes wide open for so many possibilities. Saints, Kings,Draculs,IHOP...

*DK was nodding intently until she said IHOP, when he does a double take; then they both laugh*

Dee: Just making sure you were paying attention.

[BookerShark]

Mai is watching the end of Wrestlemania with a group of orderlies in the hospital. They all high-five and cheer at the ending. Mai smiles and slips out, turning to a ninjacam as she walks down the hallway.

Mai: Sometimes, the good guys win. Isn't it funny that we have to remember that? There was a time when we expected good to win. When we comforted ourselves with the idea that harm befalls the sinful. That man may be blind because he sinned or because his parents sinned, but his blindness was undoubtedly his family's fault.

Christ changed that. He explained that it's more complicated. This is a fallen world, and until Christ returns, Satan is the prince of this world.

But Satan is not a ruler like Christ is a ruler. Christ has dominion everywhere. And that beggar was blind so that the power of God might be revealed to him and the world. God brings good out of evil, light out of darkness. I believe that. I must believe that.

You have aligned yourself with the darkness, Christian Carter. And I think deep down that you understand that. You can blame Jaime for what she did to you - not entirely unfairly. But your response was unjust.

Mai goes back to her bags and pulls out her Intercontinental Championship.

Mai: I don't mean to say that you are a sinner and I am not. I am indeed a sinner. You suffer from wrath, and I suffer from pride. I have been so focused on remaining Intercontinental Champion that I have neglected to care for my friends, to be the example that I need to be to deserve this championship.

So I went to our General Manager, and I put this championship on the line, just to get my shot at you. It's not a smart career decision, to be sure. But it's time I started making decisions based on my soul and not on my gold.

I can't promise Matt that I'll be out to end a career tomorrow, Carter. Vengeance is not Godly. But even Christ overturned the tables at the sign of injustice.

So let me say this one thing...in honor of Jaime Folz, and in honor of the man who stands atop the wrestling world tonight....

Christian Carter?

You're going to get your fucking head kicked in.

*clap-clap-clap-clap-clapclapclap*

FADE

[BookerShark]

WHAT?

The sound of a man furious is heard, as the camera opens up, Christian Carter is seen, looking as furious as the sound he made moments ago.

CC: What do you mean you told them that Alex can't retire....I want to end his fucking career Alexis...

The camera pans and you see Alexis Darling standing with her hands in a slightly raised position as to tell Carter to hold on a second.

AD: Listen Christian, as much as I want my brother out of this company and me out of his shadow, I have plans for him, and I can't do that with you challenging him to a title/career match...besides, you have Mai to worry about.

CC: I'm not afraid of that god loving chink...I'm going to decimate her...

AD: Yeah, well why don't you check the latest promo she just did, and then perhaps you can see, that she means business. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to make sure they do not allow that match to happen at Blood on the Wall...

She walks out of scene, and Carter shakes his head. He walks to the computer on his desk, and turns to OOWF.com to watch Mai's latest promo. He watches with amusement, as when she finishes, he lowers the laptop. Knowing the ninja cams are everywhere, Carter starts to speak.

CC: Mai Muyo, the hero that looks to a higher power...but that higher power Mai, isn't going to stop me from beating the living hell out of you. Mai, you talk about the sins of the father, YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT THAT...because Mai, my sins...my darkness...they cannot change...they will never change...and I don't want them too.

What I did to Jamie Folz was nothing more than a message...a message to each and every single man woman and child in this god forsaken world...a message to each member of the OOWF Roster, that I will go as low as I can to keep what is rightfully mine, and I will do anything...ANYTHING...to show how dominate the Kings really are.

But, as smart as you think you maybe, YOU...are a liar...you have spread your lies, saying that you have neglected your friends...friends that don't give two shits about you...a brother you say you love, but despise what he has become...the same brother that would betray you at the snap of a finger...

Mai, the dumbest thing you could have done was go to Nate...now, it's all but evident that you will burn, and I'll put you right next to your friend.

But let's get one thing straight, you are neither a Saint...or a Sinner...that is saved for a special group...I am both, and will always be. And come Wednesday Mai...I'll be standing over your lifeless body, hold two belts to solidify my dominance here in the OOWF.

Your time is running out, and YOUR TIME...is numbered...Welcome to the New World...MY WORLD!

Camera fades.
CC: What do you mean you told them that Alex can't retire....I want to end his fucking career Alexis...

The camera pans and you see Alexis Darling standing with her hands in a slightly raised position as to tell Carter to hold on a second.

AD: Listen Christian, as much as I want my brother out of this company and me out of his shadow, I have plans for him, and I can't do that with you challenging him to a title/career match...besides, you have Mai to worry about.

CC: I'm not afraid of that god loving chink...I'm going to decimate her...

AD: Yeah, well why don't you check the latest promo she just did, and then perhaps you can see, that she means business. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to make sure they do not allow that match to happen at Blood on the Wall...

She walks out of scene, and Carter shakes his head. He walks to the computer on his desk, and turns to OOWF.com to watch Mai's latest promo. He watches with amusement, as when she finishes, he lowers the laptop. Knowing the ninja cams are everywhere, Carter starts to speak.

CC: Mai Muyo, the hero that looks to a higher power...but that higher power Mai, isn't going to stop me from beating the living hell out of you. Mai, you talk about the sins of the father, YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT THAT...because Mai, my sins...my darkness...they cannot change...they will never change...and I don't want them too.

What I did to Jamie Folz was nothing more than a message...a message to each and every single man woman and child in this god forsaken world...a message to each member of the OOWF Roster, that I will go as low as I can to keep what is rightfully mine, and I will do anything...ANYTHING...to show how dominate the Kings really are.

But, as smart as you think you maybe, YOU...are a liar...you have spread your lies, saying that you have neglected your friends...friends that don't give two shits about you...a brother you say you love, but despise what he has become...the same brother that would betray you at the snap of a finger...

Mai, the dumbest thing you could have done was go to Nate...now, it's all but evident that you will burn, and I'll put you right next to your friend.

But let's get one thing straight, you are neither a Saint...or a Sinner...that is saved for a special group...I am both, and will always be. And come Wednesday Mai...I'll be standing over your lifeless body, hold two belts to solidify my dominance here in the OOWF.

Your time is running out, and YOUR TIME...is numbered...Welcome to the New World...MY WORLD!

Camera fades.

[BookerShark]

(It's late at night as Power walks into the suite with three coffee cups from Kofi's. She lets the door slam a little too loud and Sunny comes dashing out of the bedroom looking startled. Power smiles at her and Sunny settles down. Power gives a cup to the guard at the door and another cup to Sunny. They take a seat on the couch.)

Power: I figured you weren't sleeping, we might as well stay up.

Sunny: I'm worried about you.

Power: I'm worried about YOU.

Sunny: She's...they're getting to me.

Power: Chloe and Moose? Understandable. Funny, everyone thinks Moose is pulling all the strings.

Sunny: He is, right? I mean, Chloe was never like this.

Power: Oh, she used to be. Totally spoiled brat who would whine and cry until she got her way. Now she's less whiny and more manipulative, more violent. And this thing with Fire. This, I just don't get.

Sunny: Scary.

Power: And what Moose said about dad. I never saw that, but maybe he tried to change when we were in his life.

Sunny: Parenting can change a person.

Power: Perhaps. But it would explain dad's course correction. I know that he and John Ross had a string of email conversations but they don't make sense. After Chloe pulled her stunt and got Kate fired, they abruptly stopped. Then dad left us here by ourselves, and things...well, they changed.

Sunny: Do you think your dad was as bad as Moose says?

Power: (taking a long drink of coffee and thinking) I don't know, and frankly, I could care less about Mickey and Minnie Moose's ramblings. As long as Chloe is dealing with this Firewoman fixation, we should be out of the line of fire. That gives us time to focus on the task at hand.

Sunny: LD Williams?

Power: If I can just stay focused on the match, I'll be OK. If LD keeps it on the level, it'll be my biggest challenge yet.

Sunny: Did you mean what you said when we got here?

Power: LD is the best wrestler ever to set foot in an OOWF ring. If I can beat him, it would be a total feather in my cap. If he plays it straight and beats me, then nothing to be ashamed of. (A darkness comes over her face) But if he makes this about the Saints...

Sunny: Easy, love.

Power: I know. Too much of the family bloodlust is bubbling up. Too much Neal...

Sunny: Too much of your dad?

Power: That would mean Moose is right. And I'm not willing to give him the satisfaction yet. (Power finishes her cup) More coffee?

Sunny: (snuggling up to Power) Nope, I've got something more relaxing in mind.

Power: Good idea. And I think it's Firewoman endorsed.

(The ladies pitch their coffee cups in the recycle bin and disappear into the bedroom as we fade.)

[BookerShark]

Ecosystem is backstage in front of the OOWF Banner with OOWF Interview Sarah Sidewinder.

Sarah: I’m Sarah Sidewinder, and I’m backstage here with Ecosystem. Eco, you retained your Onslaught Championship last Wednesday in a match against Miranda Williams, where you showed more respect than you have shown to many opponents in the past. How would you describe your current mindset as champion?

Eco: You know, Amanda—

Sarah: Sarah.

Eco: You know, Boquisha, I don’t really like talking about myself. I really just want to emphasize what a valiant competitor Miranda Williams is. She has many of the best qualities of her father, and the exciting thing is that she has many years to grow.

Now, is she capable of posing a serious threat to my Onslaught Championship reign right now? Of course not. So I think it’s for the best if she moves on to lesser challenges for the time being. This goes for young and old folks alike. Look at Stank. Great talent back in his day. A wonderful legacy. But old dogs can’t hold their yard forever – just ask the Undertaker. And it’s just natural that he can’t keep up with me right now.

Sarah: Well, that seems like a bit of an overstatement – it seems to me that many of these matches have been very close, and that both these people have been able to get wins over you previously—

Eco: (raises his finger) Previously. Old stuff. Ancient history. I’m always evolving. Always honing my craft. Let’s talk about The ENF. “Eco’s New Finisher.” It’s a thing of beauty –a perfect bridging To Be Edited In Later. It’s literally indescribable.

Sarah: …That was in fact a correct use of literally.

Eco: The point is, Sarah, that no one has kicked out of Eco’s New Finisher. People kick out of Tombstones, Stank-Us, Go To Sleep Forevers, so on and so forth. But no one has ever kicked out of the ENF – not Stank, not Firewoman, not Miranda, no one.

Sarah: With all due respect, you’ve only been using it for a month—

Eco: With all due respect, all streaks begin somewhere. You know, I think it’s clear that I’m just a step ahead right now in the Onslaught Division. As such, I think it’s time for me to move on.

Sarah: You intend to drop the championship?

Eco: I didn’t say that, now did I? I think the best decision for business is that our general manager postpone any further defenses of my championship until there is someone ready to compete on my level. Let me say, we have the greatest locker room in the world, and I am genuinely hopeful that a few months from now, there might be someone in the locker room who can hang with me long enough to give the fans a good match. But in the meantime, we should maintain our credibility by avoiding any embarrassments.

Sarah: …Uh-huh. You mentioned Firewoman didn’t kick out of the ENF. Do you consider her to not be “on your level?”

Eco pauses, and then leans in.

Eco: Listen here, Janine—

Sarah: Sarah.

Eco: Listen here, Nafees-Rashida, I’m only going to say this once. Firewoman is my friend, I think the absolute world of her, and I will not tolerate comments that are designed to divide us. We’re going to go out there this week as a team – the team we are and the team we should be – and tear the house down. You will see Firewoman at her best….alongside Junichiro Muyo. Do I make myself clear?

Sarah: Crystal.

Eco: (leaning back, smiling) Good. Hey listen, Jacqueline, no hard feelings - I really do appreciate high quality reporting. Here's a tip for your time.

Eco takes a dollar and tucks it into Sarah's jacket pocket. Sarah looks insulted as he exits.

FADE

[BookerShark]

~~~ Bridgette is leaving GM Corbitt's office. She is met at the door by an RNSFJ ~~~

RNSFJ: WHat were you talking about with the GM?

Bridgette: Oh, a little of this and a little of that.

RNSFJ: Like......

Bridgette: Had to get contracts signed for a couple of the upcoming arenas for shows. Get approval for some appearances. And Mr. Corbitt and I have arranged to make sure all of Jamie Folz' medical bills are taken care of.

RNSFJ: Are you at all concerned about Texpress facing the Suicide Kings, seeing what happened to her?

Bridgette: Hon, of course I am. But I trust Zane and Chad will handle things on their end. And I keep myself occupied with other matters.

RNSFJ: Still, it's worrysome.

Bridgette: Shug, I'm at the same risk you are every time we walk inside this building. You have some riders in your deal that account for the risk. Jamie had nothing of the sort. I'm sure Matt can take care of things himself, but he shouldn't have to. Let him focus on her.

RNSFJ: So does this mean Texpress will be helping him?

Bridgette: Hon, that's a long way off. Zane and Chad know what kind of wrestler Matt is. They also know what kind of a man he is and isn't outside the ring. Jamie and I may talk on occasion, but I don't forsee Texpress and Folz becoming closer... unless something drastically changes. Now I have some paperwork to attend to. Toodles.

[BookerShark]

The scene opens up with Christian Carter, Jason Allen and Jose Reyna Jr. They seemed to be in a long conversation...Allen turns to see the camera, and begins to speak

JA: Texpress...in two days, you are going to find out why the whole world is talking about us...we did the unthinkable, the unimaginable, the piledriver heard round the world...and don't think for a moment we wouldn't do the same to your precious Bridgette....

JR: If pushed comes to shoved Chad and Zane, anything can happen...remember that each and every time you see Jamie Folz. WE DID THAT TO HER...No one can touch us because we are simply AMAZING!


Reyna has the confidence back in him, and Allen and Carter look in amazement that he didn't vomit. Carter then walks between them.

CC: Alexis has made me see something that I hadn't quite thought about...and though my challenge will not take place at Blood on the Walls II, I will have what I want...when that is, only time will tell.

Speaking of time, i foresee this group, the boys from the other company as I've been hearing, being the greatest group in this companies history...now that's not a knock on previous or current factions, it's just a state of fact..the three of us in just over 1 year has accomplished more in those days than anyone has ever accomplished...

Jose was the longest reigning Onslaught champion last year...the Kings held the tag titles, and I...well lets just say, I've grown so much...and it started on March 20th, 2013, when I made my mark by beating down this man who was once "Amazing", to wrestling in TWO matches in my debut in an OOWF ring on. I bet Johnny Icepick didn't see that his end would the be the start of my illustrious career here in the OOWF.

Then, thinking I'm done that night, who comes into my lockeroom, but Moosehead Jack, telling me I'm partnering with him to face none other than Firewoman, and Alexis Darling. I didn't know it at the time, but that's when I realized the plan was working faster than I could have imagined.

Not only did I win my debut match, but I was in the ring with the bitch that hurt my friend...coincidence? No...the only thing I didn't realize at the time, is the involvement with Lexi...that took some time...to get her to trust. And she finally trusted me, just as I trust her. The moment she put a boot to your face Lisa at that temple in Japan, I knew that she had trust in me...

And now, Wrestlemania weekend is over, and though there wasn't much here that was done, nothing could have taken away from what I did last year at Wrestlemania. We all know that, taking out Alexander just outside his suite...think Alex...how do you think I knew you were there? It wasn't just coincidence...She is far more manipulative than you think.

As I look back to the year, the day I beat Matthew Folz for MY OOWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP surpasses everything. No one thought a guy from LBCW could come into their company and be their champion...I could see it when Selena first signed me, to when Bennett kept screwing the Saints over, even when he was suppose to help us, to you Nathan Corbitt...But you could not stop the inevitable...you could not stop me from taking what was mine, and this Wednesday, you can't stop me from taking away the IC title from Mai.

As much as I love history, me and Mai has had some, fighting for that title...and she has gotten the best of me, well I say....not again...Mai Muyo, your time is over, and Era of Christian Carter will flourish even better...Welcome to the New World...bow before your King!

Camera fades.

[BookerShark]

Firewoman and Alex are RETURNING to the Darling Luxury Suites. Firewoman is considerably less upbeat than she was going to their house. Lucky meets them at the door and helps Alex with the luggage.

L: Nice trip?

FW: Except for the coming back part. Did you take care of what I asked you to?

L: Uh...*eying Alex who is not paying attention*...yes, yes I did.

FW: Any problems?

L: Just the big one.

AD: Problems?

L: Um, trying to find something Fire can study that is her and Eco working together that isn't Trinity related.

AD: Why do we need that?

FW: Oh....I maybe forgot to tell you. Eco and I are tag team partners this week.

AD: ......

L: I am so going to go find somewhere else to be right now.

Lucky wisely leaves the room.

AD: I don't think you "forgot" to tell me.

FW: I think I did....it's possible.

AD: Oh, it's possible, but not likely. We can see GMtheNate and get this changed and--

FW: Alex...

She takes both his hands.

FW: I love that you want to protect me, but I have never needed protecting a day in my life.

AD: Um...Yakuza....Poe.....Trinity....

FW: You know what I mean.

AD: You've never THOUGHT you've needed--

FW: You were there for me through all of that...

AD: Not really....

FW: Well, mostly. But even if you hadn't been, I would have been fine. I'm a survivor.

AD: You are NOT changing your theme music to Destiny's Child.

FW: I might. Don't change the subject. Ecosystem is a known quantity to me now, and I'm much stronger emotionally than I was then. Thanks to you.

AD: And, as much as I hate to admit it...Dr. Freedman. Who is where?

FW: He is taking a much needed vacation. We will still be doing some Skype sessions, but he needs a break, and also he thought it was good to see how I did without him. He'll be back in a month he said, unless things go really badly.

AD: Which they won't. Fire, it's not that I don't think you can't handle Juni, it's that I just don't trust him to not try something, and I never ever will. I'm not willing to risk it again.

FW: Alex...When we started this, we swore we wouldn't fight each others' battles.

AD: Yes, and look what--

FW: That was different. I'm not joining his stable with a cute little name. It's just a match. That's it.

Alex nods, but he's still not convinced.

FW: Besides, this isn't about me. This is about Lexie. You can't or won't do what you need to do to resolve that so you're going all major protective mode. I am not Lexie--

AD: Don't start that again--

FW: No, no...I don't mean it that way. I mean, I'm not her, and I'm not going to turn on you to join Ecosystem.

AD: ....

FW: ....

AD: You really think that's what this is? Not just a game she's playing to amuse herself with Carter?

FW: I....I don't know what to think. I only know that whatever is going on, we need to watch each others' backs. Jericho was not his usual self when I met with him...I don't know what's going on there, but you need to be careful.

Alex nods as Lucky comes back in, sensing the lack of fireworks somehow, and then they all get busy with the settling in before the show.

[BookerShark]

(The scene: A house show in nearby Eclectic, Alabama. Bishop Blaize and the Vermonsters are battling Murder Inc and Connor McNasty and the match has started to break down when the lights flicker and eventually go out. Music plays over the Jumbotron...ok, a boom box connected to at 27 inch black and white TV borrowed from the high school...)



(The lights come back on and Chloe and the Draculs are in the middle of the ring destroying the PHWF talent, and around the ring are the other four members of the Saints. Chloe and the Draculs begin tossing the PHWF boys out to the Saints who begin taking turns annihilating the poor unfortunates. A Canadian Destroyer here, a Clear Cut there, here a Stank U, there a GTSF, everywhere a jobber down. With the ring cleared, the Saints enter. Chloe has the Mr Microphone. )

For you poor unfortunates here in Enema, er, Eclectic Alabama, these three men are our associates, the Black Hand. (The Draculs raise their hands as they exit the ring)

And the five of us. We are the premiere stable in professional wrestling today. We are the Saints of Sinners!

(The crowd boos)

Tomorrow night in Slapnuts, Alabama... (Tavian rolls back in and whispers in Chloe's ear before rolling back out.) Oh, sorry, it's Slapout, Alabama. (starts fake Southern Accent) We wudnt wanna insult eny Jeff Jarrett fans here, yu know. Yuk Yuk Yuk (drops the accent) Tomorrow night promises to be a good night for the Saints.

(Chloe stands next to Moosehead Jack)

My mentor and tag team partner had to go out of our stable to find someone to do a public service. Jack will team with Ghosthead to rid the OOWF of the second worst drunken sots in this company. It is a good time, though. We can bury them next to the potatoes.

(Chloe stands between Stank and Stan Fulton)

These two Grand Slam Champions will team up to rid the company of Ecogimp and...her. Eco, don't count on little Lisa to save you from the beating you so richly deserve after embarrassing Mr Mann.

(Chloe turns to LD Williams)

Destroy my sister, would you please? Her trite bullshit just makes me wanna puke.

(Chloe turns back to the camera)

And I have the opportunity to rid the OOWF of one of it's biggest scumbags. Cubby's never been the same since Jack's sister stole the World Championship from him. Now with his New Guard Old Guard Right Guard Point Guard gone, and the best member of the group in the Saints, it's time for the Martyr to do her job and exercise euthanasia...and put Cubby McTootsalot out of his misery...and ours.

(Chloe spreads her arms wide.)

Ladies and Gentlemen, We are....

(Chloe stops and drops her arms.)

Oh, wait, I did want to say something else. Yes, over THREE THOUSAND days of championship reigns between these four men. And yes, I only have a single title reign of nineteen days to my name. Let me tell the teeny tiny measuring sticks something they need to remember. I could take ANY TITLE I wanted. But instead I carry this. (points to her title belt sround her waist)  I carry on the legacy of the DDT Ironperson Heavy Metal Championship established by one Moosehead Jack. My job as the enforcer of the Saints of Sinners is more important to me than any other title right now. But soon, I will join again with the best tag team partner I have ever had, and together, Moosehead Jack and I will destroy the entire tag team division. That includes any inbred southern hicks that wanna bring their hammers. Now, where was I? Oh yeah.

(Chloe spreads her arms wide.)

Ladies and Gentlemen, We are the Saints of Sinners. We are the best wrestlers in the world, and you better get used to it.

(Chloe walks up to Stank)

Stank: Don't Believe us? Then you haven't been paying attention.

(Chloe walks up to LD)

LD: This is the Saints World. Our world.

(Chloe walks up to Fulton)

Stan: Enjoy the Pain.

(Chloe walks up to Moose)

Moose: Trust us.

(The Saints join hands and raise them over their heads as Chloe skips merrily around the ring and the scene fades.)

[BookerShark]

<Moose arrives at the arena with the rest of the Saints and heads to the the catering center and grabs some coffee and looks around, but doesn't see Fire anywhere. He shrugs and starts to leave and almost runs into his sister on the way out>

FW: Oh....Jackie....I didn't think you would be here

MHJ: Why wouldn't I?

FW: Well....what went on at the house show and all....

MHJ: It was just down the road

<Moose sits down and Fire looks very hesitant, her eyes darting around the room. She finally sits down but doesn't look comfortable>

MHJ: Reminded me of the old days

FW: <distracted> What? Yeah sure

MHJ: When we did exactly what we wanted and dared anyone to stop us

FW: <still distracted and looking around> yeah, good times

MHJ: Like when we nearly murdered Alex every night, left him a bloody mess. Never had so much fun in my life

FW: <not even looking at Moose> Yeah.....totally sparkled....and such

<Moose snaps his fingers in front of Fire's face and she finally snaps to and looks at him>

MHJ: What is with you? You look like you saw a ghost or something. And not those weird jazz ghosts

<Fire starts to say something, then shakes her head and gets up>

FW: I have to go

<Fire turns and walks away, leaving Moose shaking his head. Moose sips his coffee and soon a shadow falls over him, he looks up to see Ghost standing there. Moose motions at the chair and pushes it out with his foot and Ghost sits down, trying to read Moose, there is a long silence between them>

GH: You and my brother are close

MHJ: I consider him a brother. I would trust him with my life

GH: And me?

<not it is Moose's turn to study Ghost intently. Ghost stares at Moose in return>

MHJ: Do I have a reason not to?

GH: I do not excel in tag teams for the most part.....and yet the General Manager insists on putting me in them constantly

MHJ: that doesn't answer the question

GH: <sitting back and folding his arms across his chest> would my answer make a difference in the grand scheme of things

MHJ: <thinking for a minute, then shrugging his shoulders> I know what you can do. Your match against Stank in the invitational was fucking incredible. You bring that to the ring with you, and we will be just fine

GH: My agenda is not with the Murphy's, it is with Carter and MY world title

MHJ: Yeah, I realize that

GH: Once a Saint.....always a Saint....if this is some kind of set up......I promise you I will unleash a hell on you that will make Blood Pond weep with fear

MHJ: <sitting back with a smirk on his face> Carter's business is his own. If he asked for the Saint's help, we would back him, but I assure you, he has not said a word to me about you. This week, all I am concerned about is taking out the Murphy's. Your issue with Carter is just that.

<Ghost sits back and looks at Moose, once again trying to read him, then nods his head and silently gets up and walks away. Moose finishes his coffee and heads to the Saint's locker room>

[BookerShark]

*The Murphys are working out at the gym, when Daniella's phone rings*

Dee: Hey Stef! Great job...always knew you could do it...loved watching you cut down the net...don't think I can make the parade but next time I'm in Storrs we will celebrate...keep on dancing sweetie!

*Meanwhile DK was watching OOWF TV, and Chloe's promo was re-running.

DK: Second worst?

Dee: Sounds like a challenge.

[BookerShark]

FADE back in to Slapout, Alabama, later in the day after the Saints have arrived. Sitting on a bench in a fairly deserted part of town by himself is The Crusher Stan Fulton. He speaks to no one though he knows a Ninja-Cam Hover-bot is nearby.

“Introspection. It’s used a lot in this business. Looking at where we've been and where we’re going. We’re all independent contractors without health insurance or a retirement plan. We want to leave a legacy.

“I've been looking at where I've been and where I’m going a lot lately. I can count on one hand the others in my locker room that appreciate what I bring to this company. Moose, Stank, LD and Chloe. I trust them with my life and my career.

“As for everyone else on this roster? I’m an afterthought. A sideshow freak attraction. If I’m thought of at all. Which lately, I've given them no reason to think otherwise. I haven’t held a singles title since March of 2012. It took eighteen months to capture the World Tag Team Championships after my last singles title. And everyone says Ecosystem was the only reason that happened. Eco could have teamed with anyone and captured those titles they say.

“So it’s been over two years since The Crusher Stan Fulton was looked at with something other than indifference. Again, if I’m thought of at all. Some legacy, huh?

“I've heard stories and rumors about how the locker room looks at The Crusher Stan Fulton as that little kid standing on the picnic table yelling ‘Look at me! Look at me!’ Always needing attention and approval from those around him.

“It’s probably true. Because to be honest, I can’t find approval in myself. So I have to have it granted by others. It has to be external because there is no internal. I’m dead inside. The outside just hasn't gotten the news.

“This whole career I've tried to get the OOWF Universe and the locker room to notice me. I've won titles. Nothing. I completed the OOWF Grand Slam. Crickets. I've called upon the Board of Directors and booking committee to let me be relevant. Nada."

Fulton sits there for a while and it's almost like the light in his eyes goes out.

“It’s apparently time to make a statement again or what everyone else likes to call another of Fulton’s gimmick changes. Time to stand on that picnic table and yell to the Heavens that I really am here and I don’t want to be ignored anymore. Call it what you will. Call it a temper tantrum. Call it a notice. Call it Willard for all I care."

Fulton weirdly chuckles over the word 'Willard.' Then the laughing stops all together. The blood seems to drain from Fulton's face.

“But I’m going out in a blaze of blood, gore and glory. So come along, won’t you? This will shake the foundations of the OOWF. Or at least rattle the floorboards.”

Fulton takes a ninja-cam controller out of his pocket, then whispers Bray-Wyatt-style before flicking the switch.

“We’ll be right back...”

Fulton flips the switch and the image fizzles to black. The image fizzles back on and Fulton is in the arena somewhere. This must have all been on tape as there’s no way Fulton could have translocated himself across town in that short of time. Unless his R&D department is way ahead of where we think his technology is.

He casually tosses the controller to the floor without a second glance and knocks on a door in the OOWF Hallway of Random Encounters. The door is opened by Fulton’s former tag team partner Ecosystem. Eco seems genuinely pleased to see him and smiles. Before Eco can even get a greeting out, however, he’s knocked back into the room by a straight right punch between the eyes from his former tag team partner.

Eco goes flying and Fulton is in right after. Fulton wades in with punches and forearms. Eco fights back and every time he lands a punch on Fulton, the big man laughs. Small laughs at first. Then when the blood starts flying from each man, Fulton’s laughing starts getting louder... and creepier. Finally, there’s a scream from the hallway and standing there is Mai Muyo. Both men drop their arms and heads as Mai comes in the room. Mai’s stunned and goes straight towards Juni. As she passes Fulton, he starts to turn away, but instead he turns it all the way around into a massive tornado clothesline to the back of her head. Mai goes sailing away to crash head first into a pile of chairs, out cold.

Eco goes ballistic on Fulton, who only laughs all the more. Finally Fulton drops to his knees below an Eco hay-maker swing and punches straight out into Eco’s groin, smiling all the while. There’s a hollow woof of air leaving Juni’s lungs and he collapses to the floor.

Fulton stands and then goes over to Mai. He helps her up in a chair, but it’s not in compassion as he takes a couple of very swanky belts Eco has in his locker room and ties her hands and legs to the chair. Fulton slaps her awake and not kindly. He also tosses a glass of water (Perrier?) in her face. Mai splutters to consciousness.

SF: “Watch what happens when you ignore, mei mei.”

MM: “What?! Stan?! What are you doing? Stop this! This isn't like you!”

SF: “That’s just it, mei mei. I’m not me anymore. I’m not anyone. Stan was your friend. Stan was Juni’s friend. But you two don’t talk to Stan any longer. No one talks to Stan. Therefore we have to conclude that Stan is gone. And if Stan Fulton is gone, all that’s left... (now growling deeply) is The Crusher.”

Fulton has obviously gone completely batshit mental. He picks up a chair and starts to brutalize Eco with it all the while Mai is screaming for Fulton to stop. Finally, after wearing himself out, Fulton casually throws the chair against the wall and reaches down and picks Juni’s unconscious body up.

Fulton moves to the lockers and hangs Juni by his extravagant, but bloodied, shirt collar on a hook. He takes a few of Juni’s silk ties, also splattered in blood, and pulls each arm out to the side and ties them off in a crucifix pattern. Fulton kneels beneath Eco and we can hear him whisper as Eco’s blood drops... drip... drip... drip... onto the floor in front of Fulton.

SF: “Saint Junichiro. Savior of us all, huh? You've raised yourself above the likes of your old friend Stan Fulton and abandoned him in his time of need. You say there’s no one in this locker room deserving of challenging you. I can only assume a sacrifice was necessary for you to see different. I have given you that sacrifice, Saint Juni.”

Fulton looks over at Mai who’s sobbing.

SF: “If another sacrifice is needed I’m sure I can come up with one. Everyone shall enjoy the pain!”

Fulton stands. His eyes almost seem to be completely black as if the color and his soul have drained out of them. He glances once at the carnage around him and smiles. As he turns his back on his former friends and walks out, we FADE.