MidWeek Mayhem (03/31) Live! From Lima, Ohio

[mooseheadjack]

<we cut to GM the Rick's office, the phone is ringing furiously, and Rick is giving Erlana orders>

GMtR: Find out what the hospital says, tell the media that we currently have no comment, and tell Firewoman that I want to see her

Erlana: Uhhh, Firewoman?

GMtR: Yes, Firewoman

Erlana: She's not here

GMtR: WHAT?

Erlana: You suspended her

GMtR: THAT DOESN'T MEAN SHE SHOULDN'T BE ON HAND AT A PAY PER VIEW!

Erlana: Clearly you did not make that point clear to her

GMtR: Where is she?

Erlana: Dunno, Wrestlemania I assume

<GM the Rick just stares at Erlana>

GMtR: She is supposed to be in a match this week, I want her back here PRONTO!

<Erlana shakes her head and walks away>

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Lima, Ohio

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

OOWF Onslaught Championship[/u]
LD Williams vs. Ecosystem

Poe, Stank & Firewoman vs. Texpress & Chris Evans
Concrete TG & Ravenna Blue vs. Outback Jack & DH Magnusson

Card subject to change, perhaps?

[mooseheadjack]

Poe enters his bed chamber in Chamber V. Selena flinches as he enters, then realizes it's him and sighs with relief.

Sa-T: Omigosh I'm so glad it's you.

Poe: Let's just get this over with. Lie down, I'll pin you and it'll be my belt and my responsibility.

Selena clutches the DDT belt to her chest.

Sa-T: No, it's mine! I won it fair and square!

Poe: You know what this means Selena. This is no joke. Poeple will be after you. They can seriously hurt you. People like Tytan...

Sa-T: I know! But...it's mine. See?!

Selena shows her name written with glitter on some masking tape.

Sa-T: It's not yours and me pretending it's mine like that one.

Selena points to the newly re-won Tag Team Title Belt Poe's carrying. He then tosses it onto the bed.

Poe: You really want to keep that? To defend that?

Selena gets as close to Poe as possible, latching onto his arm and rubbing against him.

Sa-T: Well...I was hoping...

Poe sighs.

Poe: Fine. you are to never leave my sight. Or at the very least Ms. Williams. This is nt a game my beloved.

Sa-T: Hehe! Yay!

Selena squats on the floor, pulls out some colored tape and begins to cover the cracks on the belt. Poe goes to a drawer and pulls out a Mountie-style cattle prod.

Poe: Here.

Poe hands the cattle prod to Selena.

Sa-T: Is this a...

Poe: Yes. It gives you more reach than a normal taser.

Sa-T: AWESOME!!

Poe watches Selena play with the cattle prod. He then looks to the ninja cameraman.

Poe: Let me make this clear to anyone out there who may be getting the ridiculous idea to try something. If Selena breaks a nail, I break you neck. Understand?

Poe smacks the ninja cameraman out of the room and slams the door. We then hear the lock click.

[mooseheadjack]

In a Hospital bed at some undisclosed location lays Tytan. He is wrapped up in bandages and you can tell that he is still in a lot of pain from the medicines that are running in through near by IV lines. A person walks in and checks on him.

(She shakes her head.)
Nurse: I never understood the point of Pro Wrestling.

(She then walks out.)

[mooseheadjack]

Moosehead Jack is laying in his hospital bed, tubes and machines and stuff all around. His eyes are closed, but he eventually becomes aware of a presence in his room. He opens his eyes, focuses, smirks, and closes them again.

MHJ: Here to finish the job?

FW: Huh?

MHJ: Usually we're in opposite roles here, and you always say that to me.

FW: Oh....well, in that case, no.

MHJ: So...where have you been.

FW: I had some things to ... deal with.

MHJ: Uh huh....you could have let someone know where you were.

FW: Lucky knew.

MHJ: I knew that little prick was lying. Wait 'til I get my hands on--

Moose struggles to sit up while he's talking, but that's clearly not a good idea, and he starts coughing in pain. Firewoman just watches him until he finally decides to give it up.

FW: Are you done?

MHJ: I did eventually figure out you had gone to Phoenix. The Internet Wrestling Community (tm) is all in an uproar, since you got on camera at the Hall of Fame.

FW: About what?

MHJ: About your suspension here, that you're going to sign with WWE.

FW: That's not happening.

MHJ: Doesn't matter. So you were with the Rooster?

FW: Just Friday through last night. I was going to stay there through Tuesday, but Lucky called and told me what happened, so --

MHJ: You didn't see it?

FW: I'll catch it on line later. They didn't exactly have it on during--

MHJ: Wow....

FW: Anyway, Vince got a plane for me to fly back here to see if you were--

MHJ: I'm touched that you cared hours after the fact.

FW: I've been here a while, jerk. You've been unconscious a few hours.

MHJ: The point is you weren't there last night. Hell, I didn't know where you were. For all I know you could have been--

FW: Yeah, I think it's a little late for both of us for you to play the concerned brother. I'll be back.

MHJ: Where are you going now?

FW: Coffee. Seeing as how I've been up all night traveling to come get yelled at by you.

Moose fumes as Firewoman storms out of the room. But she doesn't go anywhere near the coffee cart, instead she walks slowly up to another hospital room, which has another person with tubes and machines and stuff. She turns the nob quietly and starts to go in when she's pushed out by a woman in the room.

Dakota: I'm sorry ma'am, he's not allowed any visitors.

FW: Oh.....you don't know.....I'm not just any visitor. We're very close.

Dak: Sure you are, lady. Look, I don't know what kind of sick person you are trolling for autographs or pictures in a hospital but....what's so funny?

FW: *laughing* Oh, honey....you really don't know who I am. That's precious. Really. *she stops laughing* Now, if you know what's best for you, little girl, you will get out of my way, before you're lying there next to him, and not in the way I'm sure you've become accustomed.

Dakota *steeling herself, but looking just a tad unsure* I don't actually care who you are, but if you're thinking about getting in there, you'll have to go through me to do it.

FW: Your funeral.

Firewoman lunges, but not really. Dakota falls for it, and tries to attack. She leaps at Firewoman, and Fire catches her midair in a bear hug. Dakota tries to bite Firewoman on the neck, but Firewoman lifts her up and over her shoulder with a release suplex. Dakota goes crashing through a table that just happened to be there in the hall behind her. Fire turns and looks, kind of surprised.

FW: Ooops, sorry. Just instinct. Welcome to the world of professional wrestling.

Dak: *groan*

FW: *kicking at her leg a little bit* By the way, real vampires don't sparkle.

Firewoman turns away from her and back to the door. She again slowly turns the handle, opens the door and walks in.

In the bed is Alexander Darling, mask still on, eyes closed. Firewoman walks slowly up to the bed, and stands there, looking down at him for a few minutes, emotionless. Alexander eventually senses a presence and opens his eyes. It takes him a minute to focus, and then when he does, the two lock eyes for another moment, before Firewoman breaks into a sadistic smile. Alexander realizes he's in a very vulnerable spot, and his eyes grow wide, as he fumbles for the button to call the nurse. He opens his mouth but Firewoman puts her hand over it and presses down, as she holds up the call button she's removed from his reach.

FW: Looking for this? I think I've heard quite enough from you lately, don't you?

AD: Mmmfh.....

FW: I know you want to think we are some kind of even for something. But we aren't. Not by a long shot. And I think you know that, don't you?

AD: Mmmmf....

FW: Can I take my hand off? *Alexander nods and Firewoman removes it* Any sound out of you and I'm putting it back. You might think it'd be easy for me to get my revenge now, with you laying here all helpless. But it's not. I'm not ready yet. I don't even want to be in the same room with you. But the day is coming. I could be all cliche and say "When you least expect it," but if you're smart, you will always be expecting it. Any movement out of the corner of your eye. Coming back to your hotel late at night, in the dark. Driving that special little sports car of yours. You should know that at any point, I might be strong enough to do it. I will be strong enough. So enjoy whatever little time you have left feeling superior and that you've scored one on the Quinns. Because it's not going to last long.

LD: Are you done?

Alexis Darling appears in the doorway. Firewoman smiles and turns and looks at her.

FW: Yeah, I think I'm done.

LD: Then leave before I --

FW: Yeah, yeah...I'm outta here.

Firewoman leaves, followed by Alexis. Alexander sighs in relief, but is still concerned about what's going to on out in the hall. Dakota is sitting in chair with an icebag on her head, glaring at Firewoman, who merely smiles back.

FW: I'm only here to check on my brother, let Alexander know I've neither forgiven nor forgotten

LD: You're brother is a sadistic--

FW: Yeah, and so is yours. Your point?

LD: I ... uh.....just go, okay?

FW: Fine. *Firewoman heads back toward Moose's room, but then turns and looks at Alexis.* You know, it occurred to me. Of the Quinns and Darlings, almost all of us have some new body art carved into us, yeah? Except you. I'd hate for you to be left out, Lexie...

LD: Meaning what.

FW: Meaning that while I'm still getting my head together about Alexander, I don't have that problem with you. So anything happens to Moose, or Lucky, or anyone else, and you just might be the next one to join our exclusive little club. Got it?

Firewoman turns and walks back into Moose's room, and sits down again.

[mooseheadjack]

The Texpress arrive at the Lima, Ohio (Cheap Pop!!) arena and head towards their dressing area. Down the Corridor of Chance Confrontations, the come across... Chris Evans

Evans: Hey guys. Looks like we're partners this week

(Madison & Myers ignore him and walk on, Evans trails behind, continuing to talk)

Evans: I thought once you are settled in, maybe we can get together and talk strategy against Poe, Stank & Fire

(Zane drops his bags and backs Evans up against a wall. )

Myers: Get this striaght now. I don't like you. Chad doesn't like you. You'd be well served to just stay out of my way until the match.

Evans: Is this about Team Fuel? Listen, Fire was the rea.....

(Madison cuts him off, pulling his partner away from Evans and getting nose to nose with him)

Madison: This has NOTHING to do with Firewoman.

Evans: Somone is jealous.

(Madison grabs him by the collar and pushes him against the wall hard)

Madison: Jealous? Listen you insufferable prick. You think you know her? I knew her too well. You were nothing to her. She knew she could manipulate you and tolerated you for that fact alone.

Evans: Sounds like you have unresolved issues to me.

Madison: (Pushing Evans to the ground) If you want to make it to Mayhem, leave me alone. In the ring, you will have our full support, until then, GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!

(Evans looks around)

Evans: We're not in.....

Myers: Unless you'd like some retribution for Larson's & Your past transgressions against us. I'd suggest you leave now.

(Evans takes a minute to figure out what Zane just said... then shrugs and leaves. Myers stares at his partner for a moment)

Myers: Touchy subject? Perhaps..

Madison: Perhaps nothing. I just don't want to be reminded of that every time we wrestle her. And I DO hate that little prick

Myers: I realize that. But channeling our general manager is not the sign of a mentally healthy person.

Madison: Speaking of Rick, we need to stop in for our weekly compalint about the unfair tactics Poe & Stank used on Sunday.

Myers: I'd rather not. There comes a point where nothing he can say or do will make a difference. We just have to figure out a way to beat them.

Madison: At their own game

Myers: No. To beat them fair and square. They can be underhanded miscreants all they want. I refuse to stoop to that level again.

[mooseheadjack]

*Iron Person Heavy Metal DDT Champion Selena (not) Gomez (currently wearing the belt) and LD's Momma are sitting at a table near Ric's Sandwich Shoppe, quietly eating lunch. Selena's got some salad thingy and it looks like LD's Momma is literally eating an entire side of beef. Selena is shooting her disgusted looks when suddenly we see a silhouette down the hallway of...a 4-legged midget? Well, kind of. It's Olympic Gold Medalist, Dancing with the Stars Champion and America's Sweetheart...SHAWN JOHNSON, on crutches due to her skiing injury*

S: Ugh. YOU! What do YOU want?

ASSJ: Nice to see you too.

*LD's Momma shoots Shawn a look before tearing into her half-cow again*

S: Whatever. You're a mean b. I don't like you.

ASSJ: Hey, Selena...don't be like that. It was just a story, right? Like everything else on this show. It was like one long episode of "Wizards of Waverly Place".

S: Except the stuff you said would NEVER make it on Disney Channel.

ASSJ: I know. Hey, I'm sorry about that. Maybe we can be friends?

*She produces a hand-made voodoo doll and hands it to her. Selena's face softens and she jumps up and gives her a hug*

S: Oh SHAWN, I LOVE IT!

*While Shawn is in her embrace with Selena, she clandestinely hands one crutch to Ric Flair, so that LD's Momma couldn't see. This touching moment comes to an end with this:*

RF: WHOO! I'M GONNA TAKE YOU TO SPACE MOUNTAIN, FAT BOY!

*Ric first blades, then blasts LD's Momma in the head with the crutch, and she never saw it coming. He stands guard as Selena's shocked face is taken on a closeup, and it's frickin' priceless*

ASSJ: You really ARE that stupid, you dirty, greasy beaner.

*Shawn blasts Selena in the head with the crutch, and she flops like Sasha Vujacic. Fall River's Own Angelo Barros comes around the corner. Shawn hooks the leg...1...2...3! NEW CHAMP!

Your NEW Iron Person Heavy Metal DDT Champion...Olympic Gold Medalist, Dancing with the Stars Champion and America's Sweetheart...SHAWN JOHNSON!

*She rips the belt from around Selena's waist and buckles it around her neck like a gold medal. She fishes a giant bottle of Viagra out of her pocket, and trades it for her other crutch.*

ASSJ: That outta help.

RF: AJ is WHOO BAH GAWD MARRIED! So all those girls we're with every...WHOO SPACE MOUNTAIN...week...they're all....for me....me....me...me...me. WHOO, and the NAITCH-A BOY has to be the limousine-ridin'...

ASSJ: *crutches away as Ric continues his promo* Thanks for your help, Ric. *in the background we see Ric elbow-dropping his jacket. She knocks on an unmarked door, where a voice answers*

V: Who is it?

ASSJ: It's me. Got it done, just like you said.

*Davin Moreland opens the door*

DM: I figured that would be enough. ANGELO!

AB: *running around the corner* Yeah?

DM: Stand there for a sec. Shawn, I know you're all hurt and stuff, so I don't want to pin you, so I figured... *Davin puts on a weak-ass headlock* You'd tap to this?

ASSJ: Oh! I quit! I quit! The pain! The Paaaaaaaaaaain!

AB: That's a tap-out.

Your Winner and NEW Iron Person Heavy Metal DDT Champion, for the 12th time...Davin Moreland!

DM: *taking the belt* WOO! I'm the gnarliest double champ EVER! Thanks Angelo.

AB: No prob, D.

DM: And as for you...you think your acting might have been a BIT over the top?

ASSJ: It was still better than bean-breath's.

DM: Have to admit, you're probably right there. Now here...*Davin gives Shawn a couple of sets of keys, multiple sets of papers and pamphlets and what not*...you call Taylor, take my plane, go up to my house and have him take care of you for a week. Davin's orders.

ASSJ: *hugs him* Don't tell Alexander about Taylor, ok? He, uh, doesn't so much KNOW yet...

DM: My lips are sealed, squirt. Now get out of here. Oh wait.

*Davin tosses her DEA Jacket to her*

DM: You almost forgot that.

*She smiles over her shoulder and crutches away.*

DM: Now...who to give this to...

*Inexplicably, the Virginia Tech Hokie mascot comes strolling through the hallway. It doesn't matter why. It's wrestling. Davin runs FULL SPEED into the Hokie with a Spear Spear Spear, but twists in mid-air so the Hokie falls on top. Barros from NOWHERE makes the 3-count. Hokie is unconscious, but Davin slides out and drapes the belt on top of him.*

Your Winner and NEW Iron Person Heavy Metal DDT Champion...the Virginia Tech Hokie!

DM: Thanks, Angelo.

AB: No problem, Davin. Wanna grab some lunch?

DM, Sorry, can't buddy, gotta run to the hospital.

*Fade to commercial of some sort, time passes. Davin is in the hospital, and opens a familiar door. Alexander is startled awake, as Alexis looks over*

LD: Hey Davin.

DM: Lexie. So Alexander...Really REALLY bad, or Really Really REALLY bad?

AD: *weakly* 2nd one. But I'm not done.

DM: Well, you are for this week anyway. They left you off the card.

*Alexander seems to breathe a sigh of relief*

DM: Hang in there, brother-in-law o' mine. I'd tell you to back off and that it's not worth it with Moose, but you wouldn't listen to me anyway. Just know that you've got your supporters out there.

*Alexander seems to peacefully close his eyes as Davin jerks his head, signalling for Alexis to join him in the hallway*

DM: So...how bad?

LD: You saw the match. Fucking BAD. He can't keep doing this, Davin.

DM: I know. But, on the other hand, you can't stop him either.

LD: *looks very frustrated* I always could before. Why can't I NOW?

DM: You're a good sister. Funny thing is, everyone recognizes that and no one has a problem with you. You must totally be a non-wrestler now.

LD: Well, funny you mention that...

DM: You're planning on coming back?

LD: Well, I'm gonna train a bit first...see how it goes...you know?

DM: If you need me, you know where to find me.

LD: I might take you up on that.

*Davin nods and squeezes Alexis on the shoulder before moving to one more unmarked door. He opens it and sees Moosehead Jack on what looks to be a ventilator. Maybe it's not, but it's bad. Without speaking, Davin puts his hand on Firewoman's shoulder. Without looking up to see who it is, Firewoman speaks*

FW: I get it, you know. I get why people would be this angry. Hell, *I* get this angry, but what the hell does this even solve, Davin?

*Davin pulls up a chair next to Fire and sits*

DM: He's got to. Hell. He WANTS to. Don't you know what it's like to WANT to inflict pain? To WANT to make someone else bleed? HE does. I sure as fuck do. I'm pretty sure you do too. That's not a learned behavior. Those of us who have it are born with it. Most people know how to suppress it. Moose does not have an off-switch, and depending on who he's around, he can disable their off-switches too.

FW: Like you?

DM: Like me. And like Alexander, although I wouldn't have figured him for it.

*Firewoman bristles at the mention of Alexander*

DM: Listen, I don't pretend to know everyone's motivations for that whole thing. All I know is, I'm glad you're safe, and that I wish you'd stop blaming my wife when all she did was help you; but you're you, and you're gonna do what you want. The only thing is, this isn't you.

FW: I know.

DM: I KNOW you know, and that's the frustrating part. Step back. Look at it objectively. You know what went down. You know how everyone responded or...*he glances subconsciously at Moose*...didn't respond. I also know that you're too good for this emo shit, and you're having some sort of reaction about stuff that you had no control over years and years ago.

FW: How?

DM: What?

FW: How do you KNOW?

DM: Well, I think I know.

FW: No, you're too careful with your words. How do you KNOW?

DM: Maybe I'll let you know when you're past this. Rick's looking for you. You might wanna check in. See ya around.

*He leaves, and Firewoman looks over to the door for a second before snapping back over to Moose's corpse*

*fade*

[mooseheadjack]

Poe is CARRYING~ Selena back from the Infirmary after the dastardly (yes, I said dastardly) attack from that gymnast chick. They come across the unconscious Virginia Tech Hokie.

Sa-T: Hey! That's my pretty belt!

Poe: Selena...

Sa-T: Put me down Omar!

Poe sets Selena onto her feet. She aims carefully and drops an elbow onto the Virginia Tech Hokie. A referee appears out of no where, kinda like a genie, with puff of smoke and all. He counts...

1...2...3! Winner and NEW Iron Person Heavy Metal DDT Champion! Selena!

Selena grabs her belt, drapes it over her shoulder, and pets it like a cat.

Poe: *sighs* Here we go again. Lets get back to Chamber V

[mooseheadjack]

(As Evans continues down the Hallway of Random Encounters he spots Concrete TG hauling his gear into his locker room)

Evans: Crete

CTG: Citizen Lionheart, this is most unexpected.... please, come in, forgive me if I'm a little behind today

Evans: No big (follows Crete inside)

CTG: (getting his bags set up) I was hoping to run into you before the show, this is kind of important.

Evans: I don't follow

CTG: This is more about the FiVe than anything else. Citizen Blue can help. I can help. I need more information on "Sanctum" before I can progress with any sort of plan.

Evans: This is kinda bad week for this

CTG: Nonsense! You're in my town

Evans: doesn't that mean you're going to lose your match?

(Kayfabe storms in the door and swats Evans with a mannequin head)

Evans: OW~! Hey~!!

CTG: You deserved that. Please, let us talk further on this matter... (turns to the Ninja Cameraman) your services are no longer needed here.

(The ninja cameraman backs out of the locker room and the door closes)

FADE

[mooseheadjack]

<Moose opens his eyes and blinks slowly to focus. He sees Firewoman sitting there and they stare at one another for a long time>

FW: What?

MHJ: I can’t believe you bailed

FW: I……..I had some shit to deal with

MHJ: <sarcastically> oh really

FW: <Getting angry> You think what I went through was easy?

MHJ: Really?

FW: Fine…..YOU do. What the hell do you care anyway?

MHJ: Don’t EVEN start that “Moose doesn’t care” shit with me

FW: Why? Some truth in it you don’t want to admit?

MHJ: Do you have ANY idea why I took this match with Darling?

FW: Because of what he did to you two years ago…..

MHJ: No. That was a small part of it. Because of what he did to YOU

FW: I………Look, I just don’t know if things will ever be the same, I……

MHJ: Cut the emo shit

FW: <furious> WHAT? FUCK YOU!

MHJ: No, fuck you. Cut this emo shit. All I have ever heard from you is that you were never going to let a man control you. You were your own person, and now, Alexander Fucking Darling, of all fucking people, has you jumping at shadows and shaking like a leaf. You said after what dad did, that would never happen again

FW: I don’t need your preaching. You were never there when I…….

MHJ: When you what? And really? Do we need a history lesson? Do you remember the night mom took you and left?

FW: …..

MHJ: DO YOU?

FW: I……

MHJ: Let me refresh your memory. Dad had just got done beating mom’s ass, right in front of us, for something stupid. After he was done with her, he turned on you. Only he never touched you, because I stepped in. If you remember right, I took one hell of an ass beating that night. I took off, afraid for my own life. Yeah, I was afraid, I was nine years old, and my drunk piece of shit dad had just whipped my ass. When I got back, you and mom were gone. Who do you think he took THAT out on?

FW: I…..you were never there. She just took me and……..

MHJ: And what the hell did you want me to do? For years I didn’t even know WHERE you were. By the time I heard you were in New York, I knew you were already on your own doing your own thing. What exactly did you want me to do?

<Fire just stares off into space>

MHJ: Look, I am not going to lecture you. You fucked up by no showing, and I know you know that. You need to get it together, go visit a graveyard, go abuse Rooster, whatever it takes for you to get your head together. Every minute that Darling is breathing SHOULD be like a slap in your face.

<The Quinn’s stare at one another for a long time. Fire snarls in anger, but Moose refuses to break her stare. Finally Poe comes in and breaks the staring contest. Fire doesn’t say a word, she just turns and leaves>

Poe: What was that about?

MHJ: Nothing

Poe: How you feeling?

MHJ: Been better

Poe: If it makes you feel any better, Darling looks like shit too

MHJ: Yeah it does

<A long silence passes between them>

Poe: Can I ask you something?

MHJ: Yeah

Poe: Why?

MHJ: Why what?

Poe: Why do you do it?

MHJ: Are you asking me why I hate Darling?

Poe: No, that I understand completely. Why do you insist on ending your career.

MHJ: It’s what I do

Poe: Does it have to be like that?

MHJ: yes

Poe: Really?

MHJ: Let me put it to you in a more Zen sort of way. Can you ask the water to stop being wet?

Poe: You can ask, but it will do no good, water is what water is

MHJ: Exactly

Poe: Would you change any of it?

MHJ: <after a long pause> Yes

Poe: Really? What?

MHJ: I would hurt him more

Poe: <shaking his head> You are going to die in that ring, you know that, right?

MHJ: And when I do, I am taking my opponent with me

Poe: So what’s next?

MHJ: The intercontinental title

Poe: What?

MHJ: I want the title

Poe: I thought Moose wasn’t about titles?

MHJ: He’s not. I don’t care about the glory of the title. I want it because that makes me the number one contender for the title.

Poe: So?

MHJ: So Darling won’t face me again, but if I am the number one contender, he will have no choice

Poe: Actually, GM the Rick said he would not allow the match

MHJ: <laughing> Right, and you think Darling wasn’t behind that? Rick has to protect his champ, Darling has to protect his ass. I am going to force the issue

Poe: Beating Davin will not be easy

MHJ: No, it won’t. But I have to. I need another shot at Darling

Poe: To do what?

MHJ: End his career

Poe: It’s a slippery slope my friend. I have been there

<Poe gets up to leave>

MHJ: I will be fine. Do me a favor

Poe: Sure

MHJ: Tell Selena I said congrats. Keep that title safe, I might want that one too <Moose almost smiles. Poe returns the smile and shakes his head and leaves the room>

[mooseheadjack]

*Davin and Samantha are watching OOWF-TV in Davin's locker room*

DM: Huh.

SDM: What is it?

DM: *shrugs* All he ever had to do was ask. I'll be back.

*Davin hops in the crappy Camry and we do a time shift-y thing where Davin ends up at the hospital again after Poe and Selena have left. Davin has changed and is now wearing a "Crete and Moosey" shirt. Moose notices as he comes in*

MHJ: You're an asshole.

DM: I thought it was one of your better moments.

MHJ: You would.

DM: So I saw you on TV...

MHJ: I meant it.

DM: I know. However, I'm not gonna fight you when you're like this.

MHJ: Ah yes, you're like a man of honor now or something.

DM: Or something. And it, obviously, can't be a straight match.

MHJ: Obviously.

DM: I'll leave it up to you to figure that out. Looks like you'll have plenty of time.

MHJ: You won't mind if there are some...unusual stips, would you?

DM: *shrugs* Nope. It's what I do, after all.

MHJ: *smirks* Yeah, but you try to be all mat-wrestle-y and whatnot.

DM: *smirks* Yeah, those were some 5-star arm bars I had locked on when I was shoving your face in a grill.

MHJ: And a textbook hammerlock when I shoved your head in the deep fryer.

*both look at each other with scary little smiles*

DM: You know Jack, if you wanted a match with me, all you had to do was ask.

MHJ: I didn't want the match until like 15 minutes ago.

DM: So I guess you kind of asked.

MHJ: I guess I did.

DM: Well, that's it I guess. You rest up there, tough guy. At least make it challenging for me.

MHJ: Don't you dare lose to Spin this Wednesday. Hate to waste a perfectly good match on you for nothing.

*Davin leaves*

*fade*

[mooseheadjack]

(Ecosystem walks in the hospital, looking at the sleeping Tytan.)

Eco: Bad night, eh? I figured you'd have Magnusson basically handled.

(Tytan doesn't wake up.)

Eco: It's always rough when you leave a big show empty-handed...but when I see you, when I see the other guys, I always see how much worse it could have been.

(A nurse comes in.)

Nurse #1: Mr. Muyo? We'd like a little time with the patient.

Eco: Of course. Thank you.

(Eco walks out...and bumps into Firewoman, who has been pacing the halls.)

Eco: And what brings you here?

Fire: I was leaving.

Eco: Did you visit Moose, or just Darling?

Fire: Both.

Eco: And did you assault Alexander?

Fire: No. But it's coming. I put Lexie on notice too.

Eco: I don't really care what you threatened to do, Fire. You had Alexander lying there prone, and you did nothing. That's good.

Fire: You won't be saying that for long.

Eco: Did you yell?

Fire: Excuse me?

Eco: Did you yell in the room? Did you lose your temper? This is important.

Fire: Um...no? Not really.

Eco: Good.

Fire: What does that have to do with anything?

Eco: You're not cold blooded. When you have emotion, it shows. How's Moose?

Fire: Upright, talking. Stubborn as ever.

Eco: Good. To the first part.

Fire: ...you're wrong about him, I think. He cares. In his way. Maybe. Or he thinks he does.

Eco: (shrug) Doesn't matter to me.

Fire: Excuse me? You who rant about the evils and abandonment of my brother?

Eco: You ever hear of Hanlon's Razor? "Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity." I think Moose does a lousy job of looking after your well-being. I think some of it is an awful worldview, but part of it may well be poor handling. It doesn't make me less concerned for you.

Fire: You do realize you're younger than me, to be talking to me like a child, right?

Eco: I think people should make sure you are protected to some extent.

Fire: Like a child.

Eco: Not really. I think what you don't under--is that a trip wire?

Fire: Where?

Eco: Outside.

(Eco and Fire look out the window to the parking lot where they see a wire glistening in the sun.)

Fire: I can barely see it.

Eco: You can probably only see it from this angle. I work with them a lot.

(Poe and Selena walk outside, Selena running ahead and dancing with her DDT belt. She sets off the tripwire and a large square of the parking lot suddenly falls through, slowly dropping Poe 14 feet.)

Fire: Did you set him up?!

Eco: No! I'm nowhere near that precise.

(A large forklift comes over by the shocked Selena and lowers down, pressing her down Foley-Rock style. Suddenly, Voltage bounds out of the forklift and pins the pinned Selena, 1-2-3!)

Your Winner and NEW DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion...VOLTAGE!

V: Sorry kid...but Woo! Rock and Roll! I'm the gnarliest Comeback Kid EVER!

Fire: Voltage? Really?

Eco: This goes back to the first lesson I live by.

Fire: Which is?

Eco: Life is too weird to stay mad.

(Eco exits. Fire looks down at a POed Poe in a hole and a tantrum throwing Selena as Voltage runs off.)

Fire: ...Maybe.

[mooseheadjack]

Firewoman walks away from Ecosystem, and into the elevator. Hard cut to the exterior of the hospital where she lights a cigarette, and places a call on her phone. She waits, smoking, places another call. Eventually a black car pulls up, and a driver gets out. She nods, puts her cigarette out, and gets in the back. The car drives away into the rainy night.

Hard cut to GM the Rick's office.

GMtR: Why are you here?

Lucky: I'm here as Firewoman's agent and manager.

GMtR: Since when?

Lucky: Since now.

GMtR: Well, I'm not talking to you, so you tell your boss to get her ass in here and--

Lucky: I beg to differ, but actually you do.

GMtR: What? You're crazy.

Erlana: No, actually you do have to. Says in her file that he's her agent and manager, and you are obligated to talk to him if Firewoman is unavailable, as he is her legal representative.

GMtR: What? I didn't sign that.

Lucky: You did.

Erlana: You did.

GMtR: Fine...I need to know where Fire's head is. I mean...she's not the kind to no-show a match. She's many things, but she's a professional.

Lucky: Well....It's not good, Rick. I've never seen her like this. In fact...well, after she visited Moose in the hospital.....she took off again. I don't know what they argued about, but ....

GMtR: Wait....so she's not even here now?

Lucky: No. I mean...I can contact her, but ... look I think she needs ..... she needs time.

GMtR: *long sigh* How much time.

Lucky: I don't know.

GMtR: Fine. I'll extend her suspension for not being here for the PPV. But I'm not holding her spot forever. There's lots of people every week that want to try out for this promotion.

Lucky: I'll make sure she understands that.

GMtR: And when she comes back, she'll be wrestling jobbers until I know she won't flip out again.

Lucky: Understood.

GMtR: Fine...Erlana, inform the board of the lengthened suspension. Lucky, tell your......well, I hope she gets things straightened out. Erlana, let Stank and Poe know they'll need another partner.

Lucky: I'll let her know.

Lucky leaves the office, and then places a call on his phone.

Lucky: Hey........yeah, your suspension is extended, and you'll have to do some major penance when you get back.............................okay..........so you're on your way?...........Where?..............really?..............okay....No, I won't, you know that.....just.....come back soon!

Lucky hangs up, heaves a heavy sigh, and heads toward The Chamber.

[mooseheadjack]

Texpress are in their Dressing Area watching Raw in stone silence.

Chad: So Zane, Tully or Shawn?

Zane: Shawn by a nose.

Chad: Yeah. One day we'll be on that list

Zane: Perhaps

[mooseheadjack]

Selena is sitting in the pool with Humphrey (her pet baby seal...yes, he's alive still) as he splashes around and barks. She seems sad. Humphrey crawls into her lap and licks her face.

Sa-T: I failed Humphrey. I failed Omar. I failed Uncle Moose. I lost my pretty belt. Twice.

Humphrey barks and licks her face again.

Sa-T: I lost to a dude I never even heard of!

Humphrey barks. Selena smiles and hugs him.

Sa-T: This place isn't very fun sometimes.

Just then Poe comes from the bed chamber and kneels beside the pool.

Sa-T: I'm sorry Omar. I shoulda listened...

Poe: Shh. It is okay. You tried.

Humphrey crawls towards Poe. Poe pets his head.

Poe: Wrestling is not your area of expertise. But you have other strengths.

Sa-T: I do don't I? I'm awesome!

Poe: Yes you are.

Selena reachers over and hugs Poe, splashing water on him.

Poe: Just tell me you're finished with this DDT nonsense.

Selena lets go and stares into Poe's eyes, smiling.

Sa-T: Yes, Omar.

[mooseheadjack]

*Stank is sitting in Chamber V's common area. He has a stern look on his face as Lucky enters through the front door. Lucky sees Stank sitting there and opens his mouth to speak.*

Stank - Save it Lucky. She's bailed on us hasn't she?

Lucky - I wouldn't put it like that Stank.

Stank - How would you PUT it then?

Lucky - Uh... look she just needs some--

Stank - Time? Is that what you were going to say?

Lucky -

Stank - Let me ask you something Lucky? You're a statistician, correct?

Lucky - Not exactly but I--

Stank - What are the odds Firewoman will ever get back to being who she used to be?

Lucky - Well I... I mean... we all... that is... no one stays the same, Stank.

Stank - I'm the same badass motherfucker I was when I first stepped foot in this company. Now answer the gotdamn question Luck.

Lucky - She was tortured.

Stank - I didn't ask you about that.

Lucky -

Stank - What are the odds, Luck?

Lucky - ... .... .... 100 to 1

Stank - A hundred to one.

Lucky - By my estimation... yeah.

Stank - Fan-fucking-tastic.

Lucky -

Stank -

Lucky - I ne... I need to take care of some things.

*Lucky walks over and enters Firewoman's chamber. Stank rises from his seat, walks over and knocks on Poe's door. He then walks further over and knock's on LD Williams door. Poe and LD come out to common area.*

Stank - We need to talk.

<Fade>

[mooseheadjack]

(Tytan is still laying in the hospital bed when all of a sudden he begins to stir and his eyes begin to open.)

Tytan: (Groggily.) You...how long have you been here...why now? Where's.....

(He fades out again.)

[mooseheadjack]

**Stank, Poe and L.D. Williams are seated in the common area of Chamber V.**

S: “She bailed.”

LDW: “Fire?”

S: “Who else?”

LDW: “If Rick tells you to get a replacement, I’m there if you need me. Any chance to get my hands on Evans…”

P: “And your match with Ecosystem?”

LDW: “Not the first time I’ve wrestled twice in one night.”

S: “I appreciate the offer, but it shouldn’t be up to you to cover for Fire.”

LDW: “Then who should it be up to? Evans and Texpress are scheduled to face the Five this week. Right now that’s us.”

P: “Perhaps we should deal with the root of the problem…”

LDW: “The root of the problem is our partners are busy. Moose is half-dead, and besides that he’s on a crusade again – until he finishes Darling, we’d best work around it. As for Fire, if she says she needs time, so be it.”

S: “You’re making excuses for them?”

LDW: “You of all people know I don’t make excuses Stank. Family’s family – I look out for them.”

P: “Family? Please tell me that’s not literal. You’re not tied into that soap opera?”

LDW: <chuckling>“No. I lucked out with Ma and Donnie – any other family is by choice.”

S: “I don’t remember the Five being about family – other than the obvious.”

LDW: “We all have our own reasons for being here Lucas.”

P: “Which doesn’t change the fact that we’re not at full strength.”

LDW: “Poe, Stank, and L.D. Williams against the OOWF?”

S: “Doesn’t seem fair does it? Maybe one of us should take a vacation.”

**All three men laugh, but Stank still does not look happy.**

<fade>

[mooseheadjack]

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Lima, Ohio

ALEXIS DARLING vs. KAZUKI BIENVENIDAS

Kazuki Bienvenidas comes to the ring first and doesn’t get too much of a reaction since no one knows who the hell he is. He is the Unknown Wrestling Experience Junior Brass Knuckles Light Heavyweight Champion. Which still probably leaves no one knowing who he is. Next up, Alexis Darling makes her appearance and the crowd roars their approval. Alexis is making her return to the ring after a long absence. As she gets into the ring, Kazuki tries to explain that he does not fight women, and tries to leave the ring, which the crowd appropriately shits on. The bell rings and Alexis grabs Kazuki from behind and sends him to the ropes and catches him on the rebound with a perfect drop kick to the jaw. Kazuki gets to his feet quickly, and tries a clothesline on Alexis, but she Matrix’s it and ducks out of the way. Kazuki heads to the ropes and Alexis catches him on the rebound with a hurracarana. Alexis gets on her feet, and Kazuki tries to beg off, but Alexis catches him with a kick to the side of the head that stuns him. She pulls Kazuki up to his feet and sets him on the middle turnbuckle and grabs him. She sets him up for a MUSCLEBUSTER! Alexis carries him to the middle of the ring, then DRIVES him to the mat! Kazuki may well be dead, but Alexis is not done though. She pulls Kazuki back to his feet and kicks him low, then hits a PACKAGE POWERBOMB, rolls him over and grabs his arms, hesitates for a second, then hits a MOTHERFUCKING CURBSTOMP! Alexis flips Kazuki over and covers, and gets the three count. Nice return to the OOWF!
WINNER in 3:11 – Alexis Darling

POE, FIREWOMAN & STANK vs. TEXPRESS & CHRIS EVANS

Poe, Stank and Firewoman’s replacement LD Williams come out first. They are greeted by a chorus of boos that they all ignore. The Five trio step between the ropes and Stank and Poe seem to tell LD to hang out on the apron for now. Texpress is announced and they come about halfway down the ramp. Stank and Poe come to the ropes and hold up the tag titles, taunting the former measuring sticks of the tag team division with them. Chris Evans is announced, and he comes out to the top of the ramp and the crowd roars for him. Almost immediately, a man in a black hoodie with a giant shamrock steps out from the back and hits him from behind. The masked man lifts Evans in the air, and SLAMS him down on the steel on his shoulder and side of his head, then traps him in a guillotine choke! Evans face turns red, then starts to turn shades of blue. Officials and Texpress come out and the hooded man breaks the hold and slinks off. Evans is out cold. He is loaded onto a stretcher and carried to the back. Myers and Madison head to the ring and climb on the apron. The referee calls for the bell, and what now appears to be a handicap match begins.

As soon as the bell rings, Stank and Myers go toe to toe in the middle of the ring. Stank throwing punches, Myers throwing elbows to the side of the head. Myers ducks a punch from Stank and catches him with and enzuguri sending the big man to the mat. Myers grabs Stank’s leg and stretches it out and tags in Madison. Chad springs over the top rope and drops an elbow across the inside of Stank’s knee. Madison grabs Stank’s legs and traps him in a spinning toe hold, then tries it again, but Stank kicks him in the face, sending him staggering back to the Five corner. LD Williams and Poe grab Madison while Stank gets to his feet. Stank charges, trying to crush Madison, but Madison slips free and Stank slams into Williams, sending him to the floor. Madison tries to roll Stank up, but Stank holds onto the ropes and then tries to drop his weight across Madison, but Chad rolls out of the way and Stank slams into the mat. Stank tags Poe in frustration, and the big man steps over the top rope into the ring.

Poe lunges at Madison, but Chad ducks and springs to the middle turnbuckle and leaps at Poe for a cross body block, but Poe catches him. Madison reverses it and PLANTS Poe with a DDT. Madison runs to the ropes, but LD is back on the apron and he HAMMERS Madison with a forearm to the back of the head. Madison hits the mat, and Poe gets to one knee and chokes him breaking just before the referee disqualifies him. Poe pulls Madison to his feet and holds him and tags in Williams. LD comes in and HAMMERS Madison with a shot to the ribs. The Five spend the next ten minutes or so BRUTALIZING Madison. Several times they probably could have got the pin, but they wanted to torture him more. The crowd is practically frothing for Madison to make the tag into Myers, and each time he comes close and The Five drag him back, the crowd boos louder and louder. Finally, Madison slips out of a suplex attempt from Stank and lands on his feet and falls backward and makes the tag to Myers. The crowd comes literally unglued. People faint, it’s almost a riot as Myers cleans house sending LD and Poe out of the ring. Myers takes Stank down with a shoulder block, then climbs to the top rope for a SSP, but Stank rolls out of the way and tags in Williams. LD charges in and tries to scale the ropes, but Myers leaps over his head, then grabs LD while he is on the top rope, BORDER TOSS! Meanwhile a half dead Madison has climbed to the top rope, Myers grabs him and throws him onto Williams, ROCKET LAUNCHER! Myers pulls Madison up and he covers LD hard, hooking both legs, and gets the three count JUST before Poe and Stank get there!
WINNERS in 18:04 – Texpress

CONCRETE TG & RAVENNA BLUE vs. DH MAGNUSSON & OUTBACK JACK

The Heroes Guild make their entrance first, marching to the ring to a respectable ovation. Ravenna Blue, as usual, has her game face on, and Concrete TG, while a little more subdued than normal, stops to interact with the fans on the way. They reach the ring and pose on the turnbuckles, then warm up on the ropes as they await their opponents. Outback Jack and D.H. Magnusson, representing Drink and Destroy, make their entrance through the crowd, hopping the railing and climbing into the ring. Both teams meet in center ring and exchange words, followed by handshakes. Ravenna and D.H. head to their corners as referee Angelo Barros calls for the bell.

OBJ and Concrete circle and lock up. OBJ grabs a headlock. CTG tries to shoot him off but he hangs on. CTG tries to turn it into a back suplex, but OBJ throws his weight forward and rolls him to the mat, maintaining the headlock. CTG swings his legs up and locks on a head scissors, and OBJ releases him. They both roll to their feet and CTG tries a leg sweep. OBJ hops over it and clubs him across the back of the head. OBJ drags CTG to the D&D corner, winds his arm, and makes the tag. DHM comes in with an elbow to the shoulder. He traps CTG’s arms and nails a series of head butts to the shoulder. He sends CTG to the ropes and hits a backdrop, but CTG lands on his feet. CTG hits the ropes and nails a dropkick to the legs. DH staggers, and CTG comes off the ropes and bulldogs him to the mat. CTG drags DH to his feet and sends him to the Guild corner, following close behind. DH hits the corner and moves, so that CTG slams into the turnbuckles. DH punches him in the back of the head, while at the same time Ravenna tags herself in. DH pulls CTG into position for an inverted DDT, but Ravenna elbows him in the face to get his attention. DH lets CTG go and grabs for Ravenna, but she drops to the apron and rolls under the ropes slamming into DH’s legs and dropping him throat-first on the top rope. Ravenna rolls to her feet and hops onto DH’s back, dragging him into a backbreaker across her knees. She rolls out from under him and leaps to the top rope and into a moonsault. She hooks the leg, and gets a two count.

Ravenna is on her feet and throwing kicks before DH can react. He brushes most of them off, but is staggered by the onslaught. He finally catches a kick, turns, and hurls her across the ring with a suplex. Ravenna immediately rolls to her feet, and DH knocks her silly with a clothesline from behind. He tosses her into D&D’s corner and makes the tag. OBJ lifts Ravenna onto his shoulders, turns, and plants her with a Samoan drop. He hooks the leg, but she kicks out at two. He drags her to her feet and lifts her for a suplex, but she over balances and lands behind him. OBJ turns around into a kick to the stomach. Ravenna grabs him for a sit-out face buster, but OBJ blocks and she slams into the mat. OBJ moves in to cover, but she swings her legs up and kicks him in the face. OBJ staggers, and Ravenna rebounds off the ropes into a cross body for a one count. She rolls to her feet and hits the ropes again, but OBJ drops to the mat and she sails over him. The landing knocks the wind out of her, and OBJ drags her up into a release German suplex. He sends her to the ropes and hits a high backdrop. He sits her up and pulls her arms back into a surfboard. CTG starts into the ring to help, but Barros cuts him off. Ravenna struggles to her feet in the hold, and OBJ tries to twist it into a Killswitch, but Ravenna shoves him off. She sprints to the ropes, and runs right into a big boot. OBJ drags her to her feet, slings her into the corner, and makes the tag.

DH drags Ravenna out of the corner and staggers her with a left hand. He hits the Thundercrack and she sags, out on her feet. He winds her up for the Jersey Hammer, but she ducks it and drives an elbow into his kidneys. Ravenna dives for her corner, but DH grabs her ankle. She hops on one foot as he pulls her back, and then throws a kick with her free leg, which DH ducks. As her foot lands, she grabs DH’s head and drops to the mat, nailing a Code breaker. DH staggers back, and she rolls to the corner and makes the tag.

CTG comes in on fire, leveling DH with a clothesline. OBJ comes in and gets the same. Body slam for DH. Body slam for OBJ. CTG runs up the corner and nails DH with a moonsault, but OBJ breaks up the cover. Barros tries to order OBJ back to his corner, and the discussion is heated enough that OBJ does not see Ravenna springboard toward him. Her flying head scissors takes both of them through the ropes to the floor. DH, meanwhile, gets to his feet as CTG rolls to the apron. DH catches CTG as he tries a springboard hurricanrana, and tries to turn it into a power bomb, but CTG grabs his head and starts throwing forearms. DH is knocked off-balance and drops CTG, who hangs on with his legs enough to drop DH throat-first across the middle rope. CTG sprints to the ropes and hits the C-T-G. DH stumbles back and CTG rolls under the ropes and springboards into a cross body. He hooks the leg and Barros counts One…Two…OBJ climbs onto the apron, but Ravenna hops onto his back and locks on a sleeper hold, dragging him back to the floor…Three.
WINNERS, in 11:56, The Heroes Guild - Ravenna Blue and Concrete TG.

LD WILLIAMS vs. ECOSYSTEM – OOWF Onslaught Championship Match

"Minority" fires up and the crowd cheers as their hero and savior, Ecosystem, appears on the ramp. He fast-walks to the ring, with some high fives here and there and enters. The red floodlights come on, and "Jeckyll and Hyde" does as well. LD Williams appears with the Onslaught Championship belt around his waist (where it belong!). A large spray-painted looking red V appears on the video screen over his usual video package, and here's a new thing! A lighting effect that makes the same spray-paint-esque red V on the canvas in the ring, rotating slowly counter clockwise. The crowd boos this all over the place, as LD strolls confidently to the ring, largely ignoring them. He slowly walks up the steps, milking it for all it's worth, and then gets in the ring. Ecosystem puts his hands on his hips in impatience while LD makes a big production of taking the belt off so Hightower can do the regular thing, and then he signals for the bell. It rings, and we're off.

LD folds his arms and laughs, shaking his head, while Ecosystem strikes a defensive pose. Ecosystem is not amused, and he strikes out, only to have his arm grabbed by LD. LD maneuvers Eco slowly and painfully around into one hell of an arm bar, that looks like it's threatening to dislocate his shoulder permanently. He forces Eco down to the ground and places his knee into his ribs for extra leverage. Eco stretches and tries to roll to get free but nothing works. LD repositions his foot and it ends up stepping on some of Eco's hair. Eco yells out and Hightower has no choice but to issue LD Williams his first warning. LD backs off and argues with Hightower that it was inadvertent, but Hightower insists rules are rules. Eco gets up, leaving a large chunk of his hair on the floor, and as he does, he touches where it once was, and yep. We have have bleeding. He looks at LD, and they both smile. Eco does a nice display of wiping the blood across his chest, and we go to a traditional lock up.

Exchange of wristlocks and arm locks and all manner of things occur. Ecosystem finally gets a good wristlock on LD and leads him over to the side. He pulls him into a kick to the gut which sends him backward, and gives Eco the chance to hit the top rope for a simple moonsault. He knocks LD over, and gets a quick 1-count before LD easily kicks out. Eco is up with a few kicks, and then runs the ropes for an elbow drop. He runs and hits the top rope again and slingshots himself off with a flipping leg drop. He goes for the pin again, and this time it's a 2-count, but LD kicks out of it too. Eco goes to hit the ropes again, but this time LD is up and catches Eco on the rebound with a quick snap-suplex. He grabs what's left of Eco's hair and pulls him up and into a short-armed clothesline that sends Eco back to the mat. LD hits the ropes now and flies off into a knee drop onto Eco's throat. He holds it there for a bit, drawing his second warning. He backs off again and then makes the pin, one...two..NO! Eco gets his shoulder up right at two. LD pulls Eco to a stand by his chin, and Eco takes the opportunity to start hammering away at LD's ribs. He gets enough separation he's able to apply some kicks 'educated-feet' style, driving LD back further. He grabs an arm and Irish whips LD to the far side. On the return he grabs him for a neck breaker. It's his turn to help LD up now, and he does so by bringing him all the way up. He gets him up into the fireman's carry and drops him down to a back breaker. He gets another pin, and this time for a full 2.5 at least. Eco rocks back on his knees in disgust. LD starts to get up and Eco pounces, getting him into position for the Dragon Sleeper!. But LD pushes Eco off of him HARD... and right into Hightower! Hightower staggers back, knocking himself loopy on the ring post! Eco lets go of LD and goes to check on him, when at exactly that moment, a masked superhero looking man leaps over the barricade and flies into the ring. He's wearing silver, purple and black...could it be? The masked stranger picks LD Williams up by the legs and hits a Wheelbarrow Power bomb! Eco turns to see what is happening, and is LIVID! He begins to yell at the interloper, something about 'disqualification.' The interloper appears to not care and merely stands there. Hightower looks like he's stirring, and so does LD Williams. Eco quickly does his best to usher the interloper out of the ring, by means of a clothesline over the top ropes. He walks backward away from the ropes, making sure the interloper is retreating, and we all know that this is the wrong thing to do in a wrestling ring. He heads to check on Hightower, who is standing and groggy, but coherent. Hightower nods that he can continue, and it is only then that Eco turns toward his opponent. And he sees LD Williams standing. Before he can react, LD kicks him in the gut, doubling him over, and he gets him into position...CANADIAN DESTROYER! LD makes the pin, and Hightower counts, one..two..THREE!



DAVIN MORELAND vs. SPIN HANSEN – OOWF Intercontinental Title Match

Spin Hansen receives a loud ovation as he enters through the crowd. He hops over the railing and climbs into the ring. The crowd’s reaction continues as Intercontinental Champion Davin Moreland, accompanied by Samantha Darling-Moreland, makes his entrance. Davin does his Double Jump of Awesome and enters the ring. He stands toe-to-toe with the challenger, and words are exchanged. Davin hands the title to referee Davis Hightower who displays it to the crowd and calls for the bell.

Davin and Spin circle and lock up into a stalemate, neither man able to push the other back. Davin takes care of that by stomping on Spin’s foot and sending him across the ring. Spin reverses and sends Davin into the ropes. He ducks his head, and gets a kick in the face. Spin staggers back, and Davin nails a European uppercut, followed by a chop. He shoves Spin to the ropes and whips him across the ring. Shoulder block and nobody moves. Davin waves Spin to the ropes to try it again. Same result. Spin tells Davin it’s his turn. Davin hits the ropes, and Spin hits a drop toehold. He floats over and tries for an STF, but Davin rolls free. Both men get to their feet and circle a little more warily. Davin tries to shoot the leg and Spin sidesteps, driving an elbow into the side of his head. Spin nails a head butt to the back of the skull and takes him over with a suplex. He hits a standing leg drop across the throat and covers, but Davin kicks out at two.

Spin pulls Davin to his feet and sends him across the ring. He tries for a Spine buster, but Davin reverses into a DDT. He pulls Spin up and knees him in the stomach, and then plants him with a gut wrench suplex. He covers, but only gets one. Davin scoops Spin up and slams him, and then drags him to his feet only to drop him with a code breaker. He drags Spin into a sitting position and tries to lock on a dragon sleeper, but Spin fights it off and reverses into a stunner. Davin stumbles back, but stays on his feet, and Spin turns and spears him into the corner. A series of shoulders to the midsection rock the champion, and Spin lifts him onto the top turnbuckle. Spin climbs up as well, and they both start throwing punches. Davin gets the advantage and shoves Spin off, but Spin manages to take him over with an arm drag on the way down.

Both men are down and Hightower starts to count. Davin is up at six, and Spin is up by seven. They meet in the middle of the ring and exchange chops. The crowd tries the “Yay”/”Boo” thing, but have a hard time agreeing which is which. Davin rocks the challenger with an especially brutal chop and scoops him up. Spin drops behind the champion and shoves him into the ropes, rolling him up and getting a near three. Spin goes to the ropes as Davin gets to his feet, and runs right into a bicycle kick. Davin falls on him for the cover, but only gets two.

Davin rolls to his feet and grabs Spin’s legs, rolling him over into a Boston Crab (yes, with both legs). Spin struggles and drags himself toward the ropes. Just before he reaches them, Davin drabs him back to the middle of the ring. Hightower checks, and Spin refuses to submit. Slowly, he drags himself toward the ropes again. Davin tries to drag him back, but Spin launches himself forward and grabs the bottom strand, forcing the break. Davin gets in some kicks o the back and waits for Spin to get up. Davin hits the ropes – and Spin KILLS him with a spine buster. Spin covers, but Davin rolls a shoulder in time.

Spin drags the champion to his feet and rocks him with a head butt. He doubles him over with a knee to the stomach and lifts him for the Hair of the Dog. Spin holds him in place a little too long and Davin struggles, throwing them off balance. Davin shifts his weight so that they fall forward, and turns in the air to nail a Really Good Diamond Cutter! Davin rolls the challenger over and hooks both legs, and Hightower counts One…Two…Three.

WINNER, and still OOWF Intercontinental Champion, in 14:47, Davin Moreland.

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