MidWeek Mayhem (03/17) Live! From Atlanta, Georgia

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OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Atlanta, Georgia

Atlanta Street Fight Match[/u]
Alexander Darling & Concrete TG vs. Moosehead Jack & Firewoman

OOWF Intercontinental Title Match[/u]
Davin Moreland vs. Spin Hansen

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match[/u]
LD Williams vs. Matt Folz

Chris Evans vs. Ravenna Blue
Poe vs. Zane Myers vs. Tytan vs. DH Magnusson
Stank vs. Chad Madison vs. Ecosystem vs. Outback Jack

card subject to the ides of march

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Firewoman has changed out of her wrestling wear, showered, and into her jeans and biker jacket. She grabs her cell and starts to head for the door, when she sees Moosehead Jack, who is relaxing in a chair with some Jameson's.

MHJ: Going to celebrate your win?

FW: Yeah, some of the ROH guys said there's a new place that opened, so...

MHJ: I would guess a certain ROH champion is among them.

FW: I'm offended you would suggest that. I'm an engaged woman.

MHJ: Uh-huh.....

FW: So......wanna go?

MHJ: You're kidding right?

FW: No, I just thought...well, we've been kinda back and forth, so I thought--

MHJ: You thought I'd want to go ... with you... to hang out with a bunch of indy-wankers and celebrate yet another match where you lucked your way into a win. Maybe we do need to get Dr. Sid back here.

FW: So you're not -- You know...fine. Just stay here. I didn't want you to come anyway. *she lights her cigarette and heads for the door*

MHJ: Really? Sure you don't need me to hold your hand?

FW: No, Moose. I don't need you for anything anymore, which is just well since on the rare instances when I have, you weren't there anyway.

Firewoman slams out of the room, leaving Moose to his drink.

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(CTG is PRYING~! open the trunk of the smashed rental car with a little help)

Tommy Dreamer: your stuff's stuck in here?

CTG: indeed, Citizen Dreamer.... my gear and my wallet

TD: You don't own a fanny pack?

CTG: an accessory best left to wrestling's past...

TD: (gets the trunk open) there!

CTG: much appreciated.... (reaches in and pulls out a scorched and tattered gym bag, along with his wallet)

TD: so where are you headed form here?

CTG: Atlanta... it seems we leave the home of ECW for the former realm of WCW

TD: be careful out there

CTG: This is a city that requires the more caution, Citizen.

TD: So the gal you were traveling with did this to the rental?

CTG: this was to be a shared rental. I think for this next journey I shall travel alone.

TD: surprised it got here in one piece

CTG: barely. I will inform my commissioner before I leave Philidelphia. I'm sure he'd like to speak further with her about this and the other three vehicles....

TD: so d'ya need a lift?

CTG: I wouldn't be heading in your direction, would I?

TD: wouldn't matter - I bet Nikki would take you

CTG: oh?

TD: She can get you to a rental place before she has to head home, herself. Paul E left right after the show, he couldn't stand to look at the place anymore.

CTG: understood.

(a silver hatchback pulls up)

TD: (waves at the driver)

Nikki: (pops open the passenger door) where to, hero?

CTG: This is most appreciated, Citizen Dangerously.... (pushes the seat all the way back and climbs in)

TD: see you guys on the road!

CTG&NH: (wave as they pull away)

TD: (hears his phone ring, answers) .... Jury Duty?? Aw, come on..... (walks off)

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*Outside Cheerleader's Gentlemen Club*

Firewoman and Tyler Black stagger out of the gentlemen's club around 3:30 in the AM. The club has already been closed for a little over an hour, but based on their reputation in the area, a little after hours partying is expected. The parking lot is pretty desolate as Tyler and Fire are looking pretty chummy as they turn the corner to the back of the establishment down a dark alley.

Out of nowhere, someone in a ski mask throws Tyler Black into the wall and he slams his head hard. Firewoman staggers but throws a haymaker which clips the assailant on the jaw. The person staggers and it looks like Firewoman has sobered up and is about to press the attack when a second assailant comes up from behind and injects something into Firewoman's arm with a syringe. Fire quickly turns to go after the second person but she quickly gets chopped from behind by the first person and is already staggering. The second person hops into a nearby black SUV while the first person gathers Firewoman up and tosses her into the back. The person jumps into the back with Fire just as Tyler gets back to his feet and he sees the SUV speeding away.


***********FlashForward*************

It's a few hours later and Fire is bound to a chair.

Unknown voice: Wakey wakey Lisa.

Some unintelligible mumbling from Fire.

I said wakey.

A big slap across Firewoman's cheek.

Firewoman: Huh? Wha? Where am I?

UV: It doesn't fucking matter where you are...I told your brother he stepped over the line and it sucks that you get to be collateral damage.

Firewoman: *Snarling* Alex, what the fuck...

*SLAP*

Alexander: Don't speak until spoken too Lisa. You're in my world now. Let the games begin.

*Fade*

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Matt Folz knocking on Poe's dressing room door, still recovering from his match with Moosehead Jack. Selena opening.

Selena: Yeah, what do you want?

MF: Poe asked me to come see him, wanted to talk to me.

Selena: He's not here right now.

MF: Fine, tell him when he wants to talk, he can find me.

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Back in Philadelphia, Poe, in street clothes comes to the scene outside Cheerleader's Gentlemen Club. Saki (the girl from last week's promo) watches the police investigating from behind the tape.

Poe: Why am I here exactly, Saki?

S: Good morning to you too Poe-san.

Poe: Good morning Saki.

S: A friend in the Philadelphia Police Deptartment called me about this case. Figured I'd be interested. See that man there?

Saki points to Tyler Black.

Poe: Yes, Tyler Black. What about him?

S: A woman he was with was assaulted and kidnapped about twenty minutes ago.

Poe: How unfortunate for him. He won't get laid tonight. Why did I come down here in the middle of the night, Saki?

S: Minutes prior to the assault, he was seen consorting with one Lisa Quinn.

Saki looks up to Poe.

S: Are you not glad I didn't leave yet?

Poe snarls. Debate washes over his face.

Poe: What else do you know?

S: Two assailents. One attacked from behind, one drugged. That's according to Mr. Black there. He's hot.

Poe: Focus, Saki.

S: NOW you want me to focus.

Poe glares at Saki.

Poe: Three years and you won't let that go.

S: It makes you uncomfortable, why would I?

A few moments of silence pass between them as they both watch the investigation.

Poe: Attacked from behind and drugged...

S: Yes, Poe-san.

Saki watches as Poe pulls out his phone, opens and closes it a few times, then it rings. Poe answers.

Poe: Yes, my beloved.

Saki snickers and makes a fake vomit noise.

Sa-T: Matt Folz came by here just now. I'm not sure why. Where are you?

Poe: I'm taking care of some business.

Sa-T: Like what?

Poe: You know I'd rather you not ask that question.

Sa-T: I'm asking.

Poe: I believe Firewoman has gone and got herself kidnapped.

Selena is quiet on the other end for a few moments.

Sa-T: Is she in danger? Like real danger?

Poe: Is there any other kind?

Sa-T: Well, it's Firewoman. There's Firewoman danger that she always gets into, and then there's real danger.

Poe is quiet for a moment.

Poe: This could be real if who I think has her.

Sa-T: Do what you have to. For Uncle Moose.

Poe grins ans shakes his head.

Poe: I'll be back shortly.

Sa-T: Good, I'm bored. Luv ya.

Selena hangs up.

S: I think I'm going to puke.

Poe says nothing in response. He presses a speed dial number on his phone and holds it to his ear once again.

Poe: Good morning. I need your services.

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*Stank is DRIVING~! down I-95 South in a brand new Audi R8. He is talking to his sister Simone via the car's built in bluetooth.*

Stank - Tell mom I'll be there in about...

*Stank checks the GPS*

Stank - 8 hours make it 9 cause I'm stopping in Charlotte to visit Aunt Carol.

Simone - You'll probably run into Jared there.

Stank - Jared is at Aunt Carol's?

Simone - Yeah. He's been their helping her out for the last year or so.

Stank - Helping her with what?

Simone - You didn't hear?

Stank - Hear what?

Simone - ... .... Aunt Carol got into a car accident. She's in a wheelchair.

Stank - WHAT? WHEN the fuck did THAT happen?

Simone - Last July.

Stank - I just spoke with her a month ago!

Simone - She didn't tell you?

Stank - Hell no! She sounded fine! Better than fine! And Jared's been there the whole time?

Simone - Jared's the one who caused the accident.

Stank -

Simone - I know what you're thinking, but it really was an accident.

Stank -

Simone - He's our brother Lucas... don't you think it's time you settled whatever it is between you two.

Stank -

Simone -

Stank - Was he hurt?

Simone - No. It wasn't really his fault.

Stank - Was he on that stuff?

Simone - Lucas... Jared has been clean for over 3 years now.

Stank - So says he.

Simone - How long has it been since you talked to him?

Stank - I don't know... We didn't really talk at Christmas dinner.

Simone - Don't remind me.

Stank - Or the one before that.

Simone - Are you telling me you haven't had a conversation with Jared in over two years?

Stank - The last time we had a conversation over a sentence long was... back during that business with Bennett and the war.

Simone - That was a WHILE ago.

Stank - I know.

Simone - What did y'all talk about?

Stank - He had info on Bennett. We needed it. And something about getting back into the business. He was going to work a few dates in Japan then try out for TNA or WWE.

Simone - He never went to Japan.

Stank - Of course he didn't. When does he ever follow through on anything?

Simone - He didn't go because he wasn't sure he wouldn't get hooked back on pain killers you ass. You need to cut him some slack, Lucas!

Stank - Cut him some slack? Are you fucking kidding me?

Simone - I'm just saying... he's not the same Jared we knew 5 years ago. He's changed. It doesn't matter.

Stank - You gotdamn right it doesn't matter. My issue with him has nothing to do with his addiction. He was a fucking jackass before any of that.

Simone *interrupting* - Does Aunt Carol know you're coming?

Stank - No. I thought I'd surprise her, but if Jared is there maybe I should just head on home.

Simone - Don't be like that. You should call her. And I really think you should talk to Jared. Believe it or not I think he misses you. You know... talking with you. You're our big brother. You practically raised us.

Stank -

Simone - Promise me you'll at least call Jared before you get here.

Stank -

Simone - Lucas promise me.

Stank - Fine.

Simone - I didn't quite catch tha-

Stank - I said FINE gotdammit!

Simone - I'll let mom know you'll be late for dinner.

*Stank ends the call and is about to dial his Aunt Carol's number when the stereo chimes with another incomming call from LD Williams.*

Stank - Hello?

LDW - Where are you?

Stank - Virginia.

LDW - What are you doing in Virginia?

Stank - I'm pulling a Firewoman and heading off to our next destination on my own. What's up?

LDW - Alex kidnapped Fire.

Stank -

LDW - Hello?

Stank - I heard you. I'm in Virginia.

LDW - Just letting you know.

Stank - Okay. I assume Moose will want to do something violent.

LDW - Remember our conversation a few days ago?

Stank - About Lexie?

LDW - Yeah.

Stank -

LDW - Means to an end.

Stank - Right.

LDW - So I think you're sufficiently informed.

Stank - Yeah... and believe me... I'm pissed off about it... if there is anything I can do let Moose know I will do it... until then I'll see you guys in Atlanta.

LDW - Visiting your family?

Stank - Yep.

LDW - Your mom was very gracious letting me and mom visit that one Christmas.

Stank - Yeah back during our D&D days.

LDW - Tell your mom I said hello.

Stank - Will do.

*Stank ends the call and decides to call Poe before dealing with family as the camera fades to commercial*

[mooseheadjack]

*Unknown Location*

We come back to a darkened room, somewhere in Philadelphia where Firewoman looks to be just waking up. On the other side of the room, Alexander is watching OOWF-TV. Alexis comes into the room and hands him a bag.

Alexander: Thanks.

Alexis: We can still end this now. You've sent a message that you can get to her. There's no need to escalate this. We've seen the same...

Alexander: I don't care what we've seen. They deserve this for what they've done to us. You convinced me to let it go after she turned her back on us and I did. You even convinced me to let it go when he attacked you in the ring and I did that against my better judgement. But then they go after you and Sammie at a fucking airport. No, that was over the line and it's time they both learn their actions have consequences. That certain things require retribution.

They hear some coughing behind them and both turn to notice Firewoman is awake. Alexander turns back towards Firewoman.

We're sure everyone else is safe, right?

Alexis: Yes. Spencer's back home with Ashley getting ready for our birthday and homecoming. Shawn is back in Mass. going through her rehab with Davin's mom. And Samantha wouldn't leave town, but she told me she wouldn't leave Davin's side.

Alexander: Then let's get this started.

Alexander picks up the bag and heads over towards Firewoman. He places the bag a few feet away and pulls up a chair.

Hello Fire.

Firewoman says nothing.

I didn't think you'd be up for much conversation, but that's going to have to change. For now, I'm willing to give you the courtesy of calling you Fire since I want you to understand why I'm doing this and calling you Lisa will just get you all annoyed. So, I say again. Hello Fire.

Firewoman: *snarling* Morning dead man.

Alexander: That's better, I guess. Fire, I hope you understand I didn't come to this decision lightly. There's only so far a person can be pushed. You understand that, don't you?

Firewoman jut stares at Darling.

Before this gets any more difficult, when I ask you a question I expect an answer. So as I said, you understand what happens when a person gets pushed too far, it happened with you and Tytan...didn't it?

Firewoman: *gritting* Yes.

Alexander: And you had to know that going after my family would push me over that limit and yet you went along with Moose, didn't you?

Firewoman: Yes.

Alexander: So, that leaves us in this position and I'm going to give you a chance to do this one of two ways. You explain yourself to me, once and for all. Or we finally see if you have a breaking point. What shall it be Fire?

Firewoman puts her head down and slowly raises it before spitting in Alexander's face.

Firewoman: I don't have to explain a fucking thing to you, you self-entitled fuck. There's nothing you can do that can break me.

Alexander: I guess we'll see about that. It's time to get started.

Alexander stands up and walks over to Firewoman and throws a vicious elbow right to her face that knocks her head back. He reaches down and into the bag pulling out a roll of tape and applies a piece of Firewoman's mouth.

This is better for both of us. I won't have to listen to your voice and you won't say anything that pisses me off and makes me deviate from my job.

Firewoman struggles but she can't get away.

Fire, when I first got here in the OOWF, I crossed paths with your brother. True, I didn't know he was your brother because you are a lying bitch. But the fact is I crossed paths with him and I made sure he'd always remember who I was.

Alex reaches into the bag once again and walks behind Firewoman. He lifts her shirt up and rubs a sharp scalpel against her back.

But it seems as if I didn't leave a reminder in a place where he'd always remember it. I made a mistake then. I won't be making that mistake again.

Alex drags the scalpel around Fire's back and up to her neck and then up to her cheek.

I've thought about this a lot the last few days. I was hoping I'd think of another way to get through this, but the fact is, I've been pushed too far and too hard this time. I'm left with no other choice and I'm willing to accept the consequences of my actions. I hope you realize that's the difference between you Quinns and I. I accept that I am doing these actions and I will receive the necessary paybacks. But again, if you step beyond paying back the right people. And that goes for everyone watching this little tete-a-tete between us. I am your target. Not my sisters. Not my allies. I, Alexander Darling am painting a giant bulls eye on my chest. Take you aim there or else, the repercussions for all of us will be disastrous. And speaking of bulls eyes.

Alexander moves some hair away from Firewoman's forehead and turns the scalpel point first against her. He slowly starts digging it into her scalp. Firewoman arches back and you can hear the slight screams coming from her as Alexander continues to carve her forehead. He digs in deep enough so the blood is pouring, but he continues to wipe it away and after a few minutes he's finally done.

Now you and brother have something else in common. Rest now Fire.

*Fade*

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<Moose and LD Williams are watching the latest episode of Darling’s little torture session. The expression on Moose’s face never changes, LD looks horrified by what is going on. He looks at Moose expecting an outburst, but none comes.>

LD: Moose….

MHJ: You know, I have always thought Alexander Darling was the dumbest man alive. This just confirms it.

LD: What?

MHJ: Fire is a big girl. Fire is tough as hell and has been through shit far worse than this. The more he does to Fire, the more he pisses her off, the more she will do NOTHING else until Darling takes his last breath at her hands. He is cutting his own throat.

LD: What about you?

MHJ: Oh make no mistake about it, I am going to injure a Darling, whether its Alex, Alexis, Spencer, Mamma Darling, I don’t care. I think its funny that Alex wants to talk about repercussions for my actions. He started this. He decided he wanted to try to make a name for himself at my expense, you’re an idiot Darling. Many before you have left scars on my skin, and many after you will. You think one more scar bothers me? You think a little blood bothers me? Alex, get your kicks in now, once you let Fire go, she will be out for your life, you will have two pissed off Quinn’s after you. And to be perfectly honest, you can’t handle one of them.

You better do all you can to protect those you love Little Alex. Despite what Davin wants me to think, no one is off limits. You wanted to take this to a whole new level? You got it. I am going to take you, and everyone you love, down, even if it means I go down too. There is nothing that you can do to stop me Darling. Nothing.

<Moose walks away leaving LD with a strange look on his face>

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Firewoman starts to move, still tied to the chair. She blinks her eyes, the dried blood on her face makes it feel dry and cracked. But she slowly becomes aware of someone applying warm water with a sponge, and she blinks a few more times to focus, and sees that Alexis Darling is cleaning the blood from her face. She realizes where she is, and her eyes fill with hate and rage. Her body stiffens to alertness. Alexis sees that she is awake.

LD: You passed out. I got the blood mostly stopped but if you struggle it'll break open again.

FW: Fmmk mmff nn dmm.

LD: I'm pretty sure I don't want to know what you just said, and I'm definitely sure Alex doesn't either. He's....resting.....

Fire doesn't respond but tries to turn her head to look around and check out the surroundings, but finds it difficult.

LD: There's nothing around you can use, he made sure of that. Look.....I have some water if you're thirsty. Do you promise to not scream out or anything?

Firewoman pauses a minute, the glare not going away. But she eventually relaxes a bit and nods. Alexis looks to make sure that she's serious, and then removes the gag and gets water, and pours a little into her mouth.

LD: Little bit at a time, we wouldn't want you to choke.

FW: *her voice cracked from dehydration, but venom drips from every word* Why, no, that would be just terrible. There's no poison in this, is there?

LD: Don't be ridiculous.

FW: I'm sorry, I've been drugged, beaten, and carved. You'll forgive me if I'm not altogether trusting at the moment. And don't think I'm buying this good cop routine either.

LD: It's not a routine it's.....look.....if you just tell him why....make something up....

FW: I'm not telling either of you shit.

LD: Fire, I--

FW: Fuck off and die....Better yet, go ahead and kill me, because if you don't, your brother there will be very sorry that he....

LD: SHhhh......or I'll put the gag back on. Your stubbornness will be the end of you, you know that.

FW: Many have tried, Lexie. *she coughs* Can I have more or what?

LD: *getting angry* Not unless you tell me....tell me why.....

Firewoman thinks a minute, and nods.

FW: Fine... I'll tell you....just..... .some water, okay? But I want to whisper, I don't want him to hear.

Lexie holds the cup to her mouth and this time Firewoman takes a huge drink. Lexie leans in to be able to hear her, when suddenly Firewoman spits the entire stream of water into Lexie's face.

LD: Ugh!!!

FW: You stupid bitch. I'm not telling you shit, and I don't owe you an explanation, especially now. But I will tell you, that you made a mistake.

LD: *wiping water, spit, and blood from her face, as she steps back* And what is that? I mean, your usual response is "you left my hands free" but we didn't--

FW: No....but you left my feet free.

Firewoman's leg kicks out and hits Alexis square in the knee, bending it in a direction it's not really meant to go. She collapses with a cry. Firewoman stands as much as she can tied to a chair, and heads for the wall. She twists and slams the chair against the wall, trying to break it. The noise has attracted some attention though, and Alexander comes in from another room. He grabs Fire around the neck with his arm and pulls her away from the wall, but Firewoman ducks her chin and bites him hard on the forearm. Blood trickles from the bite, as Alexander throws her to the ground and grabs his arm in pain. Firewoman hits the ground with a thud, and that does loosen the ropes a bit, so she starts to struggle free, but Alexander recovers, and kicks her in the problematic ribs. Fire instinctively covers her ribs, and the movement starts the blood from her forehead again.

AD: I should have known you would make this more difficult than it would have to be.

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The Texpress are in their dressing area, OOWF-TV on in the background. Zane looks up at the monitor and whistles out loud.

Chad: What's up?

Zane: You should watch this. This could change things

(Chad peers around beside Zane to see Firewoman being carved)

Chad: I TOLD YOU! I DON'T CARE ABOUT HER ANYMORE!

Zane: I know. Problem is for whatever reason, we are perpetually at odds with The Five. Poe & Stank .. LD... the thing with Moose & Davin. Davin and Darling are still associated, which pulls us in as well.

Chad: I STILL don't care. (He climbs on the trampoline and begins bouncing away)

(Zane watches his partner carefully, then resumes watching the monitor muttering to himself)

Zane: This is bound to come back and bite us in the butt. I hate when people take things to such extremes. Thats one of the reasons we aren't with DEA anymore. (He sees Fire kick lexie in the knee and attempt to escape)

Yeah, this isn't going to end well.

[mooseheadjack]

*Davin Moreland and Samantha Darling-Moreland are in a hotel room in an UNDISCLOSED LOCATION~! somewhere off of 95. They're watching OOWF-TV, because what else is there to watch*

DM: He's such a fucking moron.

SDM: I know. Nice to see typical "All About Alexander" back.

DM: Well, to be fair, he's trying to defend your honor in some weird roundabout way.

SDM: Didn't you already do that?

DM: Well, yeah.

SDM: Moose is completely out of control. Alexander's completely out of control.

DM: If we were smart, we'd just say out of the way.

SDM: Moose won't let that happen.

DM: I dunno. I mean, he's definitely gone round the proverbial bend here, but he's still Moose. I can't believe he'd really go after anyone other than Alexander. That's not how he does business.

SDM: Ugh, DUMBASS, he already did. Remember like 2 days ago?

DM: Yeah, and I let Moose know he was out of line for that.

SDM: And then he cost you your match.

DM: He's just acting out. It's Moose.

SDM: Why in the HELL are you defending him?

DM: I'm not defending him. I'm also not going to put you or me in an unnecessarily dangerous position. And although Moose started it, we can than your brother for exacerbating it.

SDM: He's just being...

DM: Alexander?

SDM: Well...yeah. I mean, if Moose can be Moose, Alexander can be Alexander, right?

DM: What about Alexis?

SDM: I can't help that. The twins have always been like that with each other. Neither can say no to the other.

DM: Unlike you.

SDM: Unlike me.

DM: So as of now, I think it's best that we kind of stay out of things as best we can.

SDM: You know that's not going to happen.

DM: We can try.

SDM: Alexander, Alexis, Fire, Moose, the rest of the V. Yeah, you can totally stay uninvolved.

DM: I can try.

SDM: I think you're wasting your time.

DM: Possibly.

*Someone uses their key to get in the room. Davin hears this and sprints for the door. It opens and...*

DM: Why the hell are you here?

SFJ420: *shrugs* Dude, I was like, invited or whatever.

DM: Invited with a key?

SDM: Yes.

DM: Why?

SFJ420: I dunno dude. Ask her. *she comes in and locks the door behind her*

SDM: Maybe I'm nice? Maybe I'm worried about her being alone? Maybe I think Moose is that crazy? Besides. I think maybe you need to relax.

*fade*

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(Ecosystem storms into Chamber V, looking like he's about to explode.)

Eco: Where is Jack?

LD: He stepped out.

Eco: Where's he going?

LD: No clue.

Eco: (gestures to television) Are you WATCHING this?

LD: Obviously. It's disgusting. He's a disgusting human being. I talked to Moose.

Eco: And?

LD: We'll get him back. Our own way. It's not really your business.

Eco: (pushing the larger LD against the wall) DON'T TELL ME WHAT IS OR ISN'T MY BUSINESS! I don't CARE if you're going to "get him back," I want Fire out of there NOW!

Voice: Says the man who kidnapped her, oh, a couple months ago?

(Eco whips around.)

Eco: There you are.

Moosehead Jack: Says the sick Machiavelli who took a bite out of my flesh? This offends your sensibilities? This crosses a line for you?

Eco: I don't have to defend everything I have done. Your sister is being tortured by a sick freak who dares to call himself champion, and you're not doing anything.

MHJ: It's not your business.

Eco: It has to be SOMEONE'S business.

MHJ: You must think she's really weak. Thinking you need to swoop in and save her, going around before that talking about saving her from herself--

Eco: Which she was doing, no thanks to any of you! Last show, she was better, healthier than I've seen her in so long--

LD: I don't think you get to pass judgment on "healthy." Where is Tytan, anyway?

Eco: Haven't been able to get him on the phone.

MHJ: Really? Or is the newly minted hero still too bitter to take on a save-Fire incursion?

Eco: ...couldn't tell you.

MHJ: I bet he is. Listen, we Five will handle this in our own way. Alex will be paid back a hundred-fold for what he's trying to--

Eco: Oh, give your stupid retribution talk a rest. Escalation is what gets you here. I actually want Firewoman safe now--actually, speaking of the Five, where is Stank?

LD: He's been informed.

Eco: And Poe?

LD: I'm certain he has been as well. Look, we're all monitoring the situation. We will not let it get out of hand. You are not only not wanted, you are not needed.

MHJ: So stop playing messiah and show yourself the door. I expect not to see you when I get back.

(Moose walks to a back room. Eco then looks to LD.)

LD: You know you believe me.

Eco: Almost.

LD: I will not let it get out of hand. And neither will Moose.

Eco: I...I don't understand their relationship.

LD: ...and you think this makes you special?

Eco: Fair. (Eco is about to walk out.) Also...am I wrestling Stank this week?

LD: Yep.

Eco: In his hometown?

LD: Yep.

Eco: And we're curtain-jerking?

LD: Yep.

Eco: Huh.

LD: Weird week.

Eco: Yeah...you know, when I was making such a stink about the way Poe was treating Alexander, I didn't imagine that he would...that he would..

LD: Be exactly the same?

Eco: ...yeah.

LD: (shrugs) Power always corrupts. Some of us embrace this. You've just forgotten too much.

(Silence. Eco leaves.)

FADE

[mooseheadjack]

*Back inside the unknown location*

Alexander pulls up a chair next to Fire...far enough away that she can't reach out and do anything to him but close enough so they can have a little chat.

Alexander: Fucking Eco. It's funny that the Messiah is calling me out for going to far.

Firewoman tries to stop herself but she lets out a little laugh. But then quickly stops herself and turns to glare at Alex.

I know, I know...you're going to kill me once you get out of here. Do you know what sucks about this Fire?

Firewoman says nothing and just continues to stare straight ahead.

I'm trying to be civil right now Fire, so how about you just play along and not make me get the bag out.

Firewoman: Whatever. No, I don't know what sucks, but I'm sure you're going to spend the next 15 minutes sharing what sucks. Which might actually be worse than whatever you bring out the bag.

Alexander: Always a comedian. Well, no you're not but that is besides the point. What sucks is that it never had to come to this. This could have all been avoided a long time ago. All you had to do was tell me the truth from the start. Why didn't you ever tell me Moose was your brother? You warned him off me, but left me out to hang myself...why?

Firewoman says nothing...

That's right. You don't want to give me answers. So, for 2 years you've played me against Moose and yet no one seems to care about that aspect. I understand that my actions are my own and I accept that these actions will have consequences. I will stand in the ring on Wednesday and accept those consequences, whatever they may be. But it's funny how I seem to be the only one who's aware of their own actions.

Firewoman: What the fuck are you talking about?

Alexander: I'm talking about the fact that YOU turned on me. That Davin turned on me. Yet it was me who was considered the "bad guy." It was me who wound up having to crawl up from rock bottom and I did that on my own. I accept Davin's actions because he's a douche and that's who he is. We're alike in that way. But you...I just don't understand what you got from stabbing me in the back. Was being with your brother that important that you'd throw away 5 years of friendship? That you'd align with someone you hate for someone who's never ever been there for you.

Firewoman: He's been...

Alexander: You can lie to yourself all you want, but don't fucking lie to me. He wasn't there for you as a kid. He wasn't there when you were getting started in this business. And he wasn't there to save your ass when the Yakuza were coming after you.

Firewoman: Do you want a fucking medal? You're a psycho Alex and it's about time everyone realizes that.

Alexander: I very well may be a psycho. But the actions I am taking here are not psychotic. They're a means to an end. Do not dare play the victim with me Fire. We both know better. You are not a victim. You are not righteous and this is the deserved result of your actions over the last year.

Firewoman: Awww, does poor wittle Alex feel betrayed? Welcome to my life.

Alexander: Betrayed or not...just understand that I did not enter into this decision lightly. I truly wish we had never gotten to this point, but your brother does not understand boundaries and you do not yet understand your role in the grand scheme of things. It's so interesting when you look at the dichotomy of the situation. Your most hated enemy, Poe, Stank, LD, the Messiah, Davin, the Texans...all of them realize this has gone too far and I'm not really going to disagree with them, but the one person who seems to be relishing the fact that you've been kidnapped is your own brother.

Firewoman: He's not. He...

Alexander: Again, don't lie to me Fire. We both see it in his eyes. He doesn't care about you. This will only be used as a "reason" for him to come after me and mine. I could have come after anyone and he'd respond the same way. You're just another person to him. We're here because family means something to me. At one point, I thought it meant something to you. The one person we can all agree it means nothing to is Moose.

Firewoman: You done yet?

Alexander: I suppose I am for now.

Alex shakes his head as he gets up and walks away from Fire.

*Fade*

[mooseheadjack]

*Stank is killing time in a Roses department store in South Hill Virginia 8 miles from the North Carolina border off of I85. His car is being worked on at a local garage. He walks up the electronics aisle when his phone rings. Stank activates his headset.*

Stank - Hello?

Jared - It's me.

Stank -

Jared - Hello?

Stank - How's Aunt Carol?

Jared - She's fine Lu.

Stank - I was expecting her to call me back.

Jared - She will. Simone said you were stopping by.

Stank - I'm not doing anything right now but waiting on her birthday gift to get fixed.

Jared - Damn I forgot.

Stank - I have a match the day after.

Jared - Yeah they got you curtain jerking in your hometown.

Stank - You've been watching?

Jared - Ever since you joined The Five.

Stank - Right.

Jared -

Stank -

Jared -

Stank -

Jared - What did you get sis for her birthday?

Stank - That Audi she's been gushing over ever since she saw Iron Man.

Jared - The R8? Sweet.

Stank - Look Jared I... I haven't decided if I'm stopping by or not. Truth is if the heater hose in the car hadn't busted, I would be home by now. I had to spend the night in South Hill until the mechanic could see the car this morning.

Jared - They still got that Roses department store there?

Stank - I'm in it now. Still selling the same shit they sold when we were kids.

Jared - Pick up a yellow water gun for me.

*A nostalgic look crosses over Stank's face. It nearly brings a tear to his eye.*

Stank - Dad used to buy those for you when we traveled with him to New York and back.

Jared - I remember. You should could come by. Don't let my being here stop you.

Stank - Simone thinks you've changed.

Jared - I have.

Stank -

Jared -

*Stank is about to respond when he looks up and his eyes grow wide. Shopping 8 aisles over, by the shoe section, stands... *

Stank - Alexis?

Jared - Who?

Stank - Sorry bro. Talk to you later.

*Stank ends the call and grabs the bluetooth set out of his ear. He places it in his pocket and slowly makes his way toward the woman who looks like Alexis Darling. The woman with her back slightly turned towards Stank remains oblivious to the large black man slowly creeping up on her. Stank is intercepted by a sales associate.*

SA - Are you finding everything alright sir?

Stank - I'm fine. Leave me alone.

*The woman Stank is stalking turns and heads for the registers up front. Stank turns his head sideways eyeing the lady up and down as she walks with her back fully turned to Stank.*

She certainly walks like Lexie. Stank thinks to himself. He follows the lady to the register four, and watches from a short distance as the lady puts her wares on the treadmil for the cashier to ring up. She has a first aid kit, some generic white sneakers, bottled water, guaze, cotton balls, flavor rice cakes, and a magazine Stank can't quite make out. The lady stands there patiently while her items are being rung up. She flicks her hair and must feel like she is being watched cause she slowly turns and sees Stank standing a few paces away staring at her. Alexis doesn't even blink, she just BOLTS for the front door. Stank takes off in pursuit deftly knocking a shopping cart out the way and follows Alexis out the front entrance.*

Stank - LEXIE!!

*Alexis ignores Stank and keeps running. She's really fast. Much faster than Stank.*

Stank - LEXIE GET BACK HERE!

*Alexis LEAPS over the hood of the car parked next to her van. She thanks GOD she left the door unlocked. She hops in, fumbles with her keys and turns the ignition just as Stank SLAMS into the side of the van, damn near tipping the left side wheels off the pavement, and leaving a large dent in the van's side! Stank reaches for the door handle.*

Stank - WHERE IS SHE??

*Alexis starts the van, but can't move because the only way out is in reverse, and Stank has made his way a few pacess behind the van, just far enough if Alexis choose to leave she would have to run Stank over. She rolls down her window slightly so she can be heard*

Alexis - God damn it STANK, MOVE!

Stank - I'm not going ANYWHERE until you TELL me where FIRE IS!

Alexis - MOVE! DON'T THINK I WON'T RUN YOU OVER!

Stank - I don't think you WILL! I JUST WANT TO TALK! I promise I won't hurt you if you just TELL me where Fire is!

Alexis - You THINK I'M GOING TO LET YOU HURT MY BROTHER?

Stank - It's too late for that. One way or another Alex will pay for this... I can tell you with all honesty. No bullshit. He'd much rather I deal with him than anyone else in The Five.

Alexis -

Stank - Let me take Fire back. And maybe Alex can get out of this alive.

Alexis - Sorry Lucas.

*Alexis throws the Van in reverse and SHOOTS off backwards sending Stank DIVING out the way! Alexis PEELS off out of the parking lot and onto the main strip, sending cars VEERING out of her way. Stank sits up and listens to her tires squeel down the road and he looks as she races out of sight.*

Stank - Damn.

*Stank pulls out his phone and dials Moose's number as the camera fades.*

[mooseheadjack]

(CTG is DRIVING~!! his own rental car down I-95, blissfully unaware of the goings-on with Fire and Alex)

CTG: (taking in the scenery) It was generous of Nikki to drive me to another rental agency. I would hope that she returns home in one piece.

(Crete's phone rings)

CTG: (taps on his bluetooth) Commissioner, I had hoped to hear from you today.

GMtR: So what exactly happened out there?

CTG: It's quite a long list of trouble, Commissioner, but I would ask leniency be offered to me as I feel my actions did not cause any of these issues nor did my efforts prevent what Citizen fire would have done regardless.

GMtR: Fill me in - in ENGLISH, please?

CTG: Commissioner, You will be receiving notices for damages on four different rental vehicles, two of which were totalled and the third I am unaware of its status. The one that did survive to Philidelphia has considerable damage but I can only cover the portion necessary to replace the trunk lid-

GMtR: FOUR. RENTAL. CARS. to get you to Philidelphia?

CTG: To be fair, I drove the first half without incident

GMtR: (loooong pause) .... at least you're warning me. Fire nor Alex has checked in.

CTG: I have not spoken to Fire since the show.

GMtR: hopefully I'll hear from one of them soon. Don't cost me any more headaches

CTG: (Frowns) please inform me when you do hear from them, Commissioner.

GMtR: (half-jokngly) what about Moose?

CTG: he will show up regardless, I'm well aware. I will have more information for you when I arrive.

GMtR: (hangs up)

CTG: (shakes head and continues driving)

[mooseheadjack]

GM the Rick no sooner hangs up from talking with Concrete, and barely gets his head in his hands when the phone rings again. He doesn't pick it up, but eventually Erlana comes in from the anteroom.

GMtR: Is that Fire, or Alex, or Stank, or Moose, or whomever else is missing?

Er: No.......have you been watching OOWF-TV?

GMtR: When would I have time to do that?

Er: Well, you probably should....Stank is visiting family.

GMtR: Okay....and....

Er: Well....here....

She turns on the monitor, and Rick watches with his mouth open the goings-on of the past few days.

GMtR: Wow....how many laws was that?

Er: I lost count.

GMtR: He actually paid the ninja cam to record all that?

Er: I suppose.....

GMtR: What ... the ....

Er: You have a phone call.......

GMtR: Do I want to know who it is?

Er: It's Jericho...he's not very happy.

GMtR: For a change, I'm right there with him. Look, get OOWF security on this, and definitely contact OOWF legal....

Er: Already done.

GMtR: Fine....*sigh*....okay, put him through and order me another bottle of whiskey, will ya? Oh and maybe get OOWF security to keep The Five and anyone else from destroying the place.

Erlana nods and leaves. In a moment, Rick's phone rings, and he sighs and picks it up, as the scene fades.

[mooseheadjack]

*Back at the unknown location*

A few flickering candles are the only light in the room as Alexander just paces back and forth in front of Firewoman. He steps towards her and then backs off.

Alexander: Why won't you just ask me to stop?

The camera pans around and we see that Fire's face is a lot more bruised than it was earlier and she has dried blood on her lips and her left eye is starting to close.

Why is it you feel the need to prove how tough you are? I know that you're tough. Just ask me to stop and this will be over. I don't want this to get worse but you don't seem to understand just how far you've all pushed me. Watch this.

Alexander pulls the television stand back in front of Fire, but she defiantly puts her head down and ignores it. This just infuriates Alex who walks up to Fire and tries to pull her head up and for his troubles he gets a spit on what would be his face if he wasn't wearing a mask.

I SAID WATCH!

Alexander steps behind the chair and wraps his arm around Fire's head and lifts it up and makes her watch. It's on a constant loop of the recent attacks from The Five on Alexander and Alexis and continues to the more recent attack on Alexis and Samantha and it continues to flash at the end with the fireball that Moose threw in Alexander's face.

Do you get it now Fire? You and yours have pushed me. I tried to be good. I tried to be someone who got better. I wanted to be proud of who I am, but you won't let me. You've made me into the man you see before you.

Firewoman: You're no man. You're just The Boy trying to play at being a man.

Alexander: You're right. I'm no longer a man.

Alexander walks around and gets in front of Fire and kneels down in front of her with his back to the camera in the room. He lifts his mask up...

I'm a fucking monster.

Firewoman can't help herself as she gasps. Alexander pulls the mask down.

You and your friends tried to take my dignity, but I pulled myself back up. You tried to break me physically, but I stood tall. You, specifically, broke my heart, but I recovered. But you all finally win because you've taken my soul and I couldn't be fucking happier. I never wanted to go back down this path, but here we are and if I'm going to hell, I won't be going alone. You're all coming with me.

Alexander reaches into his bag of tricks and pulls out a pair of scissors...

What shall I do with these?

Firewoman gets another defiant look in her eyes as Alexander slowly drags the blade along Firewoman's skin.

Should I stab you with them? Stab you right here in the heart?

Nah, that'd be too quick for you.

Should I cut your face and make you look as bad as me?

Too easy.

Let's start simpler.

Alexander walks behind the chair once again and grabs a chunk and Fire's hair and...

*SNIP*

He takes the hair and just lets it slide through his fingers and drop into Firewoman's lap. He walks back in front of her.

Oops, I guess I slipped. Lisa...please, this could be all be over if you realized you don't have the control here. Just ask me to stop.

Firewoman: *through gritted teeth* FUCK....OFF!

Alexander grabs a hold of the back of Fire's head and pulls her face up. He moves a few strands of hair out of her face that have been matted down with sweat and blood.

Alexander: Fine...look at this scar. It's all scabbed over. I should probably freshen this up.

He leans down and pulls the scalpel back out of the bag.

Alexis finally walks over...

Alexis: Don't you think you've done enough?

Alexander: When I think I've done enough, you'll know. Lisa, please just end this now. For all of us. None of us ever wanted to go this far, but the die has been cast and here we are. End this.

(They lock eyes as Darling positions the scalpel over her forehead again and an impossibly long amount of time passes. Finally...Firewoman blinks...and there's a drop in the level of defiance in her eyes....she blinks again and her expression changes considerably, as a single tear rolls down the side of her face out of the corner of her eye.

Firewoman: *whispering* Please Alex.

Alexander nods almost sadly and tosses the scalpel back in the bag.

Alexander: Thank you Lisa. Alexis, make the call...I've got to go face the consequences. Make sure you head straight to the house. I don't want you in Atlanta.

Alexis: Alex...please don't die.

Alexander: Not my call to make anymore. They'll want blood and if they want it, they can have it. I'll see you when I see you.

Alexander tosses a few other things into his bag and slowly walks out of the building as Alexis picks up her cell phone. She dials a number.

Alexis: If you want to come get her, it's over. We're at the warehouse across the street from the ECW Arena. She'll be waiting in the basement for you.

*Finished*

[mooseheadjack]

*The warehouse door opens and the light from the outside, we see Firewoman, shielding her eyes. 3 figures in shadow enter the room. There are random voices with them*

RV1: Ok, get her up. Clean her off, she looks like hell. Did you get it?

RV2: Yeah, get her hands free.

*Firewoman's hands are unbound and a Latte from Starbucks is thrust into her hand*

RV1: You have no idea how much it pained be to get that.

FW: *with very scratchy throat* You're such a fucking weirdo.

RV1: Beamer, you got that?

B: Yeah. Like, uh, this is probably gonna hurt a lot or something. You like, might wanna drink this dude.

FW: What is it?

RV2: Sweet Sweet Lady Codeine.

*Firewoman kills the contents of the cup as "Beamer" cleans out the wound on her head and dresses it.*

FW: So, you're the fucking rescue squad?

RV2: Hardly. We're the recovery team.

FW: Whatever.

RV1: Can you walk?

*Firewoman gets to her feet and stretches out a little bit*

FW: Looks that way.

RV1: Well, let's go. Car's waiting.

*As the scene shifts, and the camera shows the four coming out, we see Davin Moreland, Samantha Darling-Moreland and Moonbeam coming out with Firewoman as they pile into Davin's Camry*

DM: Well, where to? Want to go right to Atlanta? Get something to eat? Call Irvine?

FW: Well, I could use a shower.

SDM: Well, we've got the hotel another night. You're welcome to it.

FW: Wait, the 3 of you are in the same hotel room?

SFJ420: So?

FW: Well, I mean, I don't want to...

DM: No! Ew...That's just creepy, Lisa.

FW: DON'T CALL ME LISA!

DM: Fine, FIREWOMAN. A grown-up with a fake name. Whatever. Who am I to judge? Maybe I'll just start insisting everyone calls me Captain Awesome from now on.

SDM: Oh would you leave her alone already?

SFJ420: Yeah man, just get to the hotel already. She totally needs a shower.

FW: I WAS JUST FUCKING KIDNAPPED AND TORTURED, DUMBASS!

DM: Fire, relax. We'll take care of you and get you to Atlanta, ok? Then you can plot your revenge or whatever.

FW: There will be lots of revenge.

DM: I imagine so.

FW: Not going to convince me to re-think that?

SDM: Why should he? Alex is a fucking psycho. He might have done it for the right reasons, but he's still a psycho. He knows what's coming to him. He already thought of that before he did this. Hell, he probably told you that already.

FW: Probably.

*They sit in silence for a while before turning into the hotel. There's a time shift and the next thing we see is Fire coming out of the shower in a towel, and there are clothes laid out on the bed. Davin's sitting on a chair watching OOWF-TV*

FW: Do you mind?

DM: Oh yeah, sure. I'll go run around the parking lot for a few minutes.

FW: Ok. Where are the girls?

DM: Getting you food. Should be back anytime.

FW: Why are you babysitting?

DM: I'm not really babysitting. I just didn't want to go. I'm tired.

FW: Tell me about it.

DM: I imagine.

FW: Why are you being so fucking nice to me? You're violating like every wrestling law there is here. I mean, if anything, you should have helped torture me. I hit your wife and everything.

DM: I know. I'm unhappy about that.

FW: So?

DM: So? So what? What am I gonna do? Beat you up? How is that productive? Besides, my fight's not with you. It hasn't EVER been with you, even when you hit me with a flamethrower.

FW: *laughs* That was hysterical.

DM: For you.

FW: You're not answering my question.

DM: Tell you what. I'll go for a bit, you get dressed, I'll come back with some Jameson's and I'll answer you.

FW: One of THOSE kinds of stories?

DM: Yeah. You're not gonna believe it. Peace out, Cub Scout.

*Davin leaves, and Firewoman looks perplexed as she gathers he clothes.*

*fade*

[mooseheadjack]

Firewoman emerges from the bathroom after Davin leaves, dressed. She looks around, grabs her wallet, and leaves. The scene switches and she's at a bus station in Philadelphia, one she appears to know well. She bums a cigarette from a fan, and a bus arrives just as she finishes it. She hops on board and the bus pulls away.

Twelve hours later we switch to the OOWF Arena in Atlanta, and we're in the training room. Firewoman is on one of the reclining cots, with her forehead stitches being replaced, while Jericho is pacing and talking angrily into a cell phone behind her, demanding justice or something. Lucky is doing what he does best.

FW: Lucky, quit hovering....ow!

Med: Sorry, Firewoman, but this is why you shouldn't let a druggie do your stitches....

FW: Good point.

Med: This'll leave a nice scar.

FW: Fantastic.

L: I'm not hovering...I'm.....Look I called Dr. Sid.

FW: Fine....

L: Really?

There's commotion in the hallway, and everyone braces for a fight. Moosehead Jack comes in and tosses the medical personnel aside. He heads straight for the cot. Fire looks up at him, bruised and bloodied, and the two siblings lock eyes for a long moment.

MHJ: Hey.

FW: Hey.

MHJ: So....

FW: I'm fine.

MHJ: Doc?

Med: Should be clear to go for Wednesday.

Lucky: If she wants.....

MHJ: What? Why wouldn't she?

Firewoman looks down, as Moose waits for an answer.

FW: I....I don't know, Moose......

MHJ: What? You're kidding, right?

FW: I can't think about it right now, Moose....

L: You can't be serious. After what she's be through? There's no fucking way I'm going to stand by and--

MHJ: *looking up at Lucky and glaring* Well, look who grew a spine.

FW: Guys...no more yelling please....my head is skilling me.

MHJ: Why didn't you let Davin bring you--

FW: No offense to Davin, but after being talked to death for three days straight the last thing I needed to hear was more talking. Besides, Stank is supposed to show me around.

Med: Okay....*putting a bandage over the stitches*.....you're good to go.

Moose looks back down at her again, but her eyes don't rise to meet his this time.

MHJ: So....now? NOW?

Firewoman pauses, and then nods.

MHJ: Excellent. Lucky, see that she gets back to The Chamber without anyone messing with her.

Y2J: Moose....you going where I think you're going?

MHJ: Yes.

Y2J: I'm coming with you.

Moose nods. Firewoman keeps her eyes focused down, as Jericho kisses her on the top of the head, and then he and Moose leave the room.

[mooseheadjack]

*Davin Moreland RETURNS~! to the hotel room a bit later with a Dunkin' Donuts Iced Coffee in his hand. Samantha and Moonbeam are already there. Samantha looks confused.*

SDM: Where's Lisa?

DM: Firewoman.

SDM: Whatever. Where is she?

DM: My guess? Somewhere in the Greater Atlanta area.

SFJ420: Dude, you just like, let her leave, man?

DM: Hmm. Kinda. I guess. I told her I was going out for Jameson's and we'd have a nice long talk.

SDM: But...she left?

DM: Duh.

SDM: I don't understand.

DM: My darling wife, it's Firewoman. She has issues staying anywhere for 5 minutes. And I doubt she wanted to have a heart-to-heart conversation after being cooped up with your psycho brother.

SFJ420: So...you like, knew she'd leave?

DM: Do you see me with any Jameson's?

*They both look briefly, and see none*

SDM: But why would you LET her just leave? I mean, aren't you worried that...

DM: No. She's probably found Moose, and they're hatching some nefarious plot to kill Alexander. Besides, I certainly wasn't going to hold her captive here.

SDM: Ah. Good point.

DM: Tell me you went to Tony Luke's?

SDM: Yeah, after we got lost trying to find it.

DM: How did you get lost? Aren't you from frickin' Jersey? You never went to Philly?

SFJ420: The drugs man...the drugs.

DM: Ah. Fair point.

SDM: So...you're good with this?

DM: Of course. She's fine. I'm fine. It's all good. Your brother though? Good luck.

SDM: You know that you'll have to -

DM: I know. It's weird and fucked up, but whatever.

SDM: Were you gonna tell her?

DM: If she had actually STAYED? Yeah, I would have had no choice. Of course, I would have had to get some Jameson's right quick too. Let's freakin' eat. I freakin' need to freakin' carbo-load before I freakin' fight Spin Freakin' Hansen again. Hopefully this time Johnny Quinn keeps his nose out of things.

*fade*

[mooseheadjack]

*Lucky walks into Chamber V with Firewoman in tow.*

Stank - Li - uh I mean, FIRE!

FW - Hey Stank.

Stank - HOW the FUCK are you?

FW - Can't complain. Had a nice little visit with the Darling twins.

Stank - Really? How'd that go?

FW - It was the bee's knees, Stank.

Stank - Ha. That's funny. Something else funny happened to me on my way down here. I was in South Hill, Virginia when I saw a woman who looked JUST LIKE Alexis.

FW - No shit?

Stank - I KNOW! Crazy, huh?

FW - That really is since I know for a fact she was with me and her brother in Philly.

Stank - Do tell.

FW - I'd rather not talk about it.

Stank - Okay well... I guess the woman I saw was just some crazy bitch who knew my name and acted like she knew what I was SCREAMING at her about... and nearly ran me over.

FW - Guess so.

Stank - ANYway... You ready to hit the streets? I know a great club in the city. It should be AWESOME since I own it.

FW - You own a club?

Stank - Actually Lock won the club in a bet and then he gave it to me. I have no idea how it's being run or who's running it since I've not been to it like... ever.

FW - Sounds irresponsible.

Stank - I still pay the bills and receive a fat check from there so I assume it's running pretty good.

FW - Alright well let me freshen up a bit and we'll head off?

Stank - I thought I saw Jericho earlier, you think he'd want to come with?

FW - He and Moose are off on some little adventure. They're going to have a bonding moment on account of Alex's naughty behavior.

Stank - Alex has been naughty hasn't he.

FW - Yeah... I don't really want to talk about it.

Stank - Well c'mon then. Let's go take your mind off it.

*Firewoman and Lucky retreat to her chamber. A severely pissed off look crosses over Stank's face before the camera fades.*

[mooseheadjack]

*Outside the OOWF Arena in Atlanta*

Alexander pulls up in his car and quickly heads inside the building. He's getting looks from all of the stagehands and OOWF personnel, but he ignores them as he heads through the hallways. It looks like a few of the wrestlers who have seen him want to say something but none do. Alex finally makes it to the gorilla position and tells the person working the soundboard to hit his music. His REAL music.

*BOOM* "There can be only one" leading right into AFI's "Prelude 12/21" plays and Alexander makes his way down to the ring. The fans are more confused than anything and aren't sure whether to cheer or boo so it's more of a polite applause for seeing a big star in the OOWF. He ignores all of it as he adjusts his mask and gets into the ring. He slides a chair into the ring and grabs a microphone from the ring announcer. He sets the chair up in the center of the ring and takes a seat.

Alexander: Here I am. Come and get me.

*Fade*

[mooseheadjack]

(Alexander sits in the chair as the audience continues to buzz. They slowly go to silence, but Alexander sits, waiting, convinced that any moment...)

PA: I know who you are, the Leader of Lost Souls...

("Immortal" by Adema hits the PA system, and Ecosystem steps atop the stage. The crowd buzzes in anticipation as Ecosystem makes his way down the ramp. Alexander's eyes widen slightly as Ecosystem ducks his head under the ring apron and pulls out a steel chair.)

(He slides the chair into the ring, and slides in after it. He picks it up and stares at Alexander, who gives him a cold stare back. After a pause, Ecosystem sets up the chair in front of Alexander and sits facing him, in the style of The Artist Is Present*.)

(The audience buzzes, but dips again to silence as the two stare at each other. Alexander points to his chin, goading, waiting. Eco looks down at the mat, and then back up. He stands up, walks to the corner, and takes a microphone.)

Eco: (sitting back down) I'm guessing you won't strike me before I strike, now will you?

(Alexander shakes his head.)

Eco: Do you intend to fight back?

(Alexander stares straight at Eco.)

Eco: Do you?

(Stares. Eco quickly gestures as though to smack Alex, who instinctively raises his arm, then pulls back. He sees Eco's arm stopped short.)

Eco: Okay. I'm going to take my chance to say my piece, then I will leave you here.

I do not know what point you wish to prove here, Alexander. I've heard a lot of explanation from you, no doubt, but I cannot understand your motivation. You owe me no personal explanation, of course.

But what you've done...and your behavior now...it requires justification. Not just prior actions to which one can point to explain enmity. Sincere, reasoned justification.

I don't think you have that, Alexander.

When I saved you from Poe (Alexander glares)--oh believe me, champ, even if I didn't save you directly, I gave you an opportunity--when I helped save you from Poe, I thought this was the beginning of the end. That I had contained the sort of irrational sadism that he taught. That people could begin to understand that the human mind's ability to self-justify and self-rationalize isn't enough, can't be enough, will always lead to evil.

I was wrong. I thought this was a fault with Poe. Then I thought it was a fault with the Five. But now I see it will forever be a fault with those with power. I hoped you were different, Alexander. I hoped you could behave differently. But though it's a different circumstance, though you were pushed, though there is much more you had to struggle with--at the end of the day, you were in the same place. And it hurts me.

(Alexander scoffs.)

Eco: Let me speak to you as Junichiro, Alexander. I too am disturbed by the targeting of your family...but I will say this: what do you know of my family?

(Alexander looks at Eco oddly.)

What do you know about the Muyos, of my family? (Alexander only registers disinterest with a shrug.) Exactly. You know nothing. It will remain that way.

A poison, allowed to spread, infects everything. If you cut the disease off from the very beginning, it can never touch that which is clean, that which avoided infection. The purity will remain. But one who is too proud to face that he has a disease cannot be cured.

(Alexander stands up.)

Alexander: Are you done?

(Eco stares at Alex.)

Eco: Yes.

(Ecosystem turns around and leaves, up the ramp. Alexander sits back down...and waits.)

[mooseheadjack]

Alexander Darling continues to sit in the middle of the ring. He looks bored. That's until "Mausam & Escape" hits. The crowd gets to their feet for what should be an epic brawl between the two blood enemies.

Poe rises from the fire on the stage. Selena is conspicuous by her absence here. Poe walks his slow walk to the ring, his head covered by his trademark bloody black towel.

He climbs over the top rope as Darling stands to confront him. Poe stands before Darling with his head still covered, staring down at him.

Poe shoves Darling back down into his chair. Poe then takes off the towel and the two men glare at each other.

Poe then almost seems to laugh with a smirk. He turns and climbs through the ropes and back down the aisle as a stunned crowd watches in shocked silence. Darling, in the ring, looks around and seems to be in as much shock as everyone else.