MidWeek Mayhem (08/11) Live! From Blood Pond, Bepp

[BookerShark]

<We cut to GM the Rick's office where he is addressing one of the OOWF Press Agents>

.....as best we can tell, Spin suffered a compound fracture of his right arm, and a severe concussion. At this moment, we are not sure what, if any, actions will be taken against Stank and Moosehead Jack. However, for his actions toward the referee in his match this week, Poe has been suspended for one week. Also, Zane Myers remains suspended. Now, if you will excuse me, oh, and post this on the door on your way out


OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Blood Pond, Beppo, Japan

OOWF World Heavyweight Title Non-Title Match[/u]
Firewoman vs. Stan Fulton

OOWF Intercontinental Title Match[/u]
The Dead vs. Chad Madison

OOWF World Tag Team Title Steel Cage Match[/u]
Valor vs. Nothing Happened

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match[/u]
LD Williams vs. Mr. E

Unsanctioned Taipei Hell Fence Match[/u]
Alexander Darling vs. Moosehead Jack

Bryce Larson vs. Chris Evans
Drink & Destroy vs. DEVIL
Matt Folz vs. Ravenna Blue
Stank vs. Dr. Infieri
J-P Sparxx vs. Akiru Kitano

card subject to something kooky by those crazy Japanese

[BookerShark]

(Valor is sitting in the locker room. Tytan and Wrath are fuming. Athena is trying to calm them down.)

Tytan: Evil don't think we are even close to being done with you.

Wrath: Tyler I still have plenty of plans to make ypu bleed.

Tytan: But now Nothing Happened we have to meet again and this time in a steel cage. Now we have the opportunity to hurt you and end this battle once and for all.

Wrath: There is Evil that needs to be taking care of.

Tytan: Davin I understand your frustration and your need to win. But now you got your title shot. Do your best and bring it with your dear partner. We will be there and ready for you. Ready to destroy you.
And Eco I am watching you. Go after someone that's not in a match for you and Valor will be there.
And Ravenna my offer still stands it seems like you can use some friends. We are here and ready.

[BookerShark]

(After Athena tells the guys some news.)

Athena: Did you see evil has D&D next week?

Tytan: I guess that means we are watching that match closely.

Wrath: Im in.

(they fist bump)

Fade

[BookerShark]

The Three Guys are still in Japan, someplace, though it really doesn't matter as long as it has a swinging door. You'll see why in a moment.

Guy #1: This place sucks.

Guy #2: So let's fly back home. Las Vegas is always better.

Guy #3: Even the golf courses here suck.

The Three Guys get up to leave. As they shove the door open, Alexander Darling just happens to be on the other side. The door slams into Darling's head, knocking him out cold. One of the Three Guys turns to the other, who playfully shoves him, toppling him onto Darling. From outta nowhere, a ref counts to three and hands The Three Guys the belt.

The Ref: Your new OOWF Ironperson champion...

Guy #1: Wait, wait, wait. We can't own an OOWF title. We're leaving. Plus we're not even contracted wrestlers.

Guy #2: A mustard bottle once held the title.

Guy #1: Crap. I don't want the title!

Guy #2 and 3: Neither do I!

The Ref: One of you has to own it. And since I don't remember which one of you pinned him, and we've conveniently lost the video tape, I'm saying all three of you hold the belt.

All Three Guys: All three of us! You cant do that!

The Ref: I'll fire you. All three of you.

Three Guys: Fired! You can't fire us! We're already fired! Abuse! Of! Power!

The Ref: I guess I was asking for that.

Suddenly The Three Guys huddle. We start hearing words like NWA, Texas, hair cream and Badstreet.

Guy #1: Fine. We'll defend this title. But we're going to do it Old School. We're defending it Freebird Style. We get to pick who defends the title at what time.

Guy #2: I want to be Michael Hayes!

Guy #3: I'm Terry Gordy!

Guy #2: That means you're Buddy Roberts.

Guy #1: I don't want to be Buddy Roberts! Can I be Jimmy Garvin?

Guy #3:I'll think about it.

[BookerShark]

Poe is packing up after the show. Selena comes bounding into the room. She looks unhappy.

Sa-T: You're not on the list thingie!

Poe: I was suspended for a week.

Sa-T: Why? Davin Suckland had it comin'!

Poe: Not for that, for touching the referee.

Sa-T: Oh...he's kinda gross.

Poe: Indeed. Miserable troll.

Selena saunters up to Poe slowly, then pressing up against him.

Sa-T: So...what are we gonna do for the next week?

Poe: Already booked us a private villa in Sapporo.

Sa-T: Do they have a beach?

Poe: No, it's a mountain town.

Sa-T: Oh...

Poe puts down his bag and grabs Selena by the waist.

Poe: I'm sure we'll find a plethora of ways to keep you entertained Beloved.

Sa-T: I dunno what a plethora is, but I like it!

Selena is about to kiss Poe when A'isha walks in.

Aa-T: Stop it.

Poe: A'isha, about Saki...

Aa-T: Leave it alone.

Poe: I don't want you...

Aa-T: I think I've proven I'm more than capable of handling myself.

A'isha grabs some things and leaves.

Aa-T: As you were.

Sa-T: So, what is a plethora?

[BookerShark]

DEVIL has returned to their hotel, and they enter an elevator to get to their rooms. Ecosystem tells them to go on their own.

Ecosystem: I need to get some fresh air. And I can take the stairs.

Larson pops out of the elevator at the very last second.

Larson: Sorry, need to hit the gift shop.

Larson walks outside, where Ecosystem is still standing. Both men are looking forward during the early portion of the conversation, not at each other. The camera angle films right at Eco, and you can see Larson over his right shoulder.

Larson: Where are you going?

Ecosystem: Just needed to get some fresh air. We're building something here.

Larson: Sure you're not headed to visit a chapel, or to visit a hospital?

Ecosystem: This is big, Bryce. Big. The depravaty around this company must be stopped. Everyone looking for a hero is--

Larson: --is looking for the wrong solution.

Ecosystem turns to Larson, somewhat surprised get confirmation that Bryce "gets it."

Ecosystem: Right...couldn't have said it better myself.

Larson: There will continue to be times when the others question you, Muyo. I don't. You know the brutality I'm capable of, you've felt it. You and I also know that there are reasons you kept calling me. Everyday. We know those reasons are there, but--

Ecosystem: --but we don't know exactly what those reasons are.

Larson: [Smiling.] You're exactly right. In all of this, you're exactly right. The others may question you, but I don't. Don't question yourself. You're exactly right.

Larson heads back inside as Ecosystem stands outside, soaking in the fresh air.

[BookerShark]

The 3 Guys are still arguing about who has to be Buddy Roberts in front of the restaurant, when a large man in a yukata and zouri approaches them. A noticeably Arabic gentleman trails not far behind.

As the large, seemingly Oriental, man crosses past them, the Arabic man stops at The 3 Guys and accosts them in his native tongue.

Guy #2: But we don’t speak your language, Sahib!

Guy #3: What is he saying?

Guy #1 and 2: I don’t know.

The Arab points at the ground at the feet of The 3 Guys and yells something very loud. The 3 Guys all look down at the same time at which the Arab levels Guy #2 with a beautiful European Uppercut, dropping him instantly.

As the other two look up in surprise, they are brutally leveled by a large, axe handle wielding man very similar to the one that just passed them by.

Large Man: Let’s get this over with.

The large man repeatedly whacks all three Guys with his axe handle until they lay unconscious. As he rests a foot over one, the referee, who’s been having a sake in the restaurant, reappears and counts:

Ref: One! Two! Three! Ring the bell! Your winner and NEW DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal champion: The Crusher, Stan Fulton!

Fulton, to Rahat: They think they’re the Freebirds? More like 3 Count. Maybe they’ll sing later. C’mon, let’s go.

[BookerShark]

[The screen turns to fuzz, and when it returns, Tyler Vangarde's on his familiar black background.]

Vangarde: Been a while, hasnt it? You see, my time has been wasted on addressing you people. No matter what I say to you, nobody listens. The only way to alert people to their wrongdoings is to do it...with actions. And you've seen me do it. Week after week, I've been torturing the souls of those I deem unworthy of gracing my presence in the ring. Trying to show them that although noone is perfect, the road to salvation I'm on is the closest they'll come.

This week? I team with my personal Jesus, Ecosystem. We take on two drunken bastards with the combined IQ of 4 dead rodents. And you'll see, yet again...the Manifesto for a better way of living.

I'm Tyler Vangarde. The revolution has just begun.

[Fade.]

[BookerShark]

**L.D. Williams is talking on his cell phone.**

LDW: “No, Ma…I know he’s not wrestling me this week, but…I know I did, but…You know what’ll happen Ma…Fire doesn’t need the …fine, if it‘ll make you happy.”

**Cut to Stan Fulton, looking down at Sheik Rahat, lying on the sidewalk with a large, woman’s spike-heeled shoe embedded in his forehead. There is a note attached to the shoe, which Fulton removes before the blood destroys it.**

Dear Mr. Fulton,

1.) I have six homes on four continents - which one was the Sheik planning to buy?

2.) If I were “Turning Tricks”, you couldn’t afford to do more than drool.

3.) I delivered this message through the Sheik because of my respect for Firewoman. If you choose to insult me again, we will discuss the matter in person - and nothing my son says will keep you breathing.

Sincerely,

RMW

P.S. When my son says “Fear Me”, it’s a catchphrase. When I say it, it’s advice. You’d do well to follow it.

[BookerShark]

(Ecosystem passes by an angered Fulton, sitting by the Sheik. Eco bends down.)

Fulton: If you try to take a bite--

Eco: Relax. I was assessing condition before calling an ambulance. You know I was almost pre-med?

Fulton: Do I look like I care, Muyo? And I can handle this myself, thanks.

Eco: Your funeral. But it does appear, Stan, that you could use a few more friends than you have right now. (Eco whips out a card and hands it to Fulton.)

Fulton: I have one. And why do you need a card? To be pompous?

Eco: Not at all. I love the act of calling. I don't want you to align with me when I talk you into it. I want you to be isolated with your thoughts, feeling how alone you really are, holding that phone...and then dialing. Only the Dark Night of the Soul can bring you to full redemption.

Fulton: what kind of gobbledygook--

Eco: Read Father Joe by Tony Hendra. Anyway, I already called medical authorities, they'll be here in five. Peace be with you.

(Eco walks off...toward a half-closet dressing room
labeled "Mr. E"...)

[BookerShark]

Firewoman is WALKING~! in the Hallway of Random Encounters, when she runs into Alexander Darling.

AD: Wifey!

FW: Hey...

AD: So I saw you had Fulton. He outweighs you by like....I mean he's bigger than Stank, and that's saying something.

FW: What do you want, Alex?

AD: Oh, well, I figured you'd need some help preparing, and since we did such a good job with getting ready for Folz, I thought...

FW: No, no you didn't.

AD: Huh?

FW: Don't you have your own match to prepare for? Against my brother? Who, incidentally, wants to kill you?

AD: Well... yeah, but...

FW: But nothing. You need to take it seriously. He's not joking. This isn't empty promises or wrestling kayfabe. He legitimately wants you dead.

AD: I know...but it'll be fine, I can handle--

FW: *goozling Alexander against the wall* No, you can't, Alex. He's got his Ket mask that I hate so much ready to go. You couldn't handle Ket before, and that was without all this extra stuff. You can't handle him now.

AD: *slapping her hand away angrily* Your confidence in me is uplifting.

FW: You need to back out of this match.

AD: WHAT?

FW: I'm serious. I'm begging you. He'll kill you. I've never seen him like--

AD: He won't kill me. But if Crusher sits on you, he might kill you, or at least break your ribs again. But if you think about it this way--

FW: I don't want your help. I have a stable full of people to help me.

AD: But I thought it was a good session--

FW: It was Alex. But then I went and hit the showers, and got a good look at my forehead, and ... it just all came back. I didn't think it would, but it did. I may not be gunning for you anymore, but we can't be...I just can't. So leave me alone.

AD: If that's what you want. But I don't see why--

Alex is interrupted by a Superkick to the jaw. He drops to the floor. Fire picks him up. At that moment, two workers are carrying a plate glass window down the hall.

FW: If you're smart, Alex...if you're REALLY smart....you'll leave me alone, and back out of this match.

Firewoman pushes him away hard, right through the plate glass window, and walks away.

[BookerShark]

The large man repeatedly whacks all three Guys with his axe handle until they lay unconscious. As he rests a foot over one, the referee, who’s been having a sake in the restaurant, reappears and counts...

The Three Guys regain consciousness, walk over the the ever-present OOWF-TV screen and sees the pinfall.

Guy #1: Ha! You pinned the wrong guy! We are still the OOWF Ironperson(s) Freebird Rules Champion. Now, Stan Fulton, you of the wannabe cool tag team mixed name, GIVE US ARE DAMN BELT BACK!

Guy #2: Oh, this is going to be entertaining.

Guy #3: I LOVE YOU GUYS!

(Disclaimer: The OOWF, not wanting to be involved in a long and costly lawsuit that The Three Guys have already threatened, indeed declares The Three Guys as OOWF Ironperson Champions. The OOWF declares it also needs better attorneys. Right, Moose?)[/i]

[BookerShark]

*In the Hallway of Random Encounters*

OBJ: I see your match with Fire is non-title, but I'm guessing you'll still have problems with the Five.

Stan Fulton: Not your problem. I see D&D is a man down.

OBJ: Right. Not your problem, unless you want to become part of the solution.

[BookerShark]

The camera comes up in a back room of the Destroyatorium, We see DDT ~FUMING~. He paces back and forth, randomly stopping to toss various kegs, chairs and other non nailed down items. As the camera pans back we see DVD watching patiently. OBJ walks into the scene stopping next to DVD.

OBJ: He still going at it?

DVD: (looking at his watch) Yep, it's been two hours straight. I don't think I've ever seen him this pissed. I'm kind of surprised your not doing the same.

OBJ: Don't get me wrong, after what happened to Spin I'm just as pissed. I've been doing this a lot longer than him, I've learned how to focus my anger, let it build, and the release it as pure pain on my opponents.

DVD: Jack sometimes you scare the crap outta me.

OBJ just smiles at this. A loud Boom is heard as DDT continues to toss kegs.

DVD: So wanna fill me in on where you went.

OBJ: Just opening the lines of communications with some others.

DVD raises his eyebrows in question.

DVD: Replacing Spin allready?

OBJ: No, Spin is one of kind, but if we are going to war, it wouldn't hurt to have some extra soldiers.

DVD: I can respect that. Any chance you saw this weeks card?

OBJ: We've got DEVIL, I think it's Eco and Voltage.

DVD: I think he's calling himself Vanguarde now.

OBJ: Doesn't matter what he's calling himself, those boys are in the wrong place at the wrong time. Until we get our hands on that traitor Stank and the psycopath Moose, everyone is getting Destryoed.

The conversation is interupted as a keg flies over the heads of the two men.

DVD: Okay, enough of this I'm gonna try to calm him down before he wrecks everything.

OBJ: You do that, I'm getting a drink.

Fade

[BookerShark]

(Outback Jack comes out of the bar nursing a beer as we hear DDT destroying furniture inside. Eco approaches.)

Eco: That the big man?

OBJ: Sure is.

Eco: Sorry about Spin.

OBJ: Are you really?

Eco: Yeah. Jack, we've known each other a long time. You impress the hell out of me the way you keep on pushing through, you know?

OBJ: And keep coming back, mind you. You and your mate won't be walking out this week keeping your undefeated streak.

Eco: Maybe not. Point is, I saw the offer you made to Fulton. He's not always a nice man.

OBJ: (burps) Who says I am?

Eco: Exactly. That's why I just wanted to...shit, I don't want you to take this the wrong way or think I'm selling...

OBJ: Your cult?

Eco: whatever you want to call it. Basically, if Drink and Destroy wants backup--and that's all, just backup--and you'd want to reciprocate, let me know. You've survived so long, it would be a shame--

OBJ: And we'll survive without you.

Eco: Damn it, Jack, just think it over, okay? You offer a monster a deal, you can at least give the Devil a hearing.

OBJ: You're not the Devil.

Eco: You may be the only one who realizes that these days.

OBJ: Didn't say I like you.

Eco: Don't care. Think it over.

(Eco exits.)

FADE

[BookerShark]

(Valor is catching up on promos and sees the three guys reclaiming the Ironperson title.)

Wrath: Didnt you use to defend that title?

Tytan:First to actually Chase them down.

W: Didn't you actually defend the title on Mayhem?

T: and a pay-per-view. Glad to see they are bringing some honor back to the title.

Athena: Anything is better then Selena holding the title.

(they all laugh)

Fade.

[BookerShark]

(Valor is training.)

A: So what do you think of Eco still trying to recruit?

T: He knows we are going to be watching their every move.and we are gaining momentum.

W: If anyone else joins their team then what do we call them and do they get new uniforms.

T: We call them beaten and buried regardless. Now let's train.

[BookerShark]

"Let It Rock" blasts over the arena's PA. The stage is lit up with white lights as the silhouettes of a man and woman appear. J-P Sparxx and Jewel come out. Sparxx poses with his arms out and head up. Jewel takes his hand and he twirls her twice and then dips her.

They make their way to the ring, strutting like king and queen of the world. They get to the ring. Jewel does a ripped off velvet Sky entrance while J-P stares at her ass. J-P then gets in the ring and asks for a mic, snatching it from the ring announcer's hand.

J-PS: I! Have! Arrived!

The Japanese fans seem apathetic since they have no idea who he is. Jewel struts around the ring hurling insults at the fans.

J-PS: I am out here to put the OOWF on notice! All you old timer hacks better listen up good! This will be a new age of wrestling. You have not seen anything like me, I can promise you that!

The Japanese fans start to boo a bit.

J-PS: Aw, what's the matter? Do You Understand The Words Coming Out Of My Mouth?

J-P and Jewel laugh as if they were the only ones who got the joke.

J-PS: You stupid Jap fucks, just shut up and let me talk. You will see how awesome I am very soon and you'll shut your stupid little mouths. Then...show 'em babe.

Jewel pulls out a velvet bag...from somewhere and holds it up for everyone to see.

J-PS: In this bag is the name of every wrestler in OOWF. From that old garbage wrestling hack Moosehead Jack to that stupid emo bitch Ravenna. I'm gonna pull a name out and for that wrestler...It's gonna be a bad day.

J-P stares menacingly to the crowd, then towards the stage.

J-PS: Because I...am the Spark! J-P Sparxx! And don't you forget it! C'mon babe, let's blow this joint. I'm sick of these stupid fuckers.

J-P grabs Jewel's hand and they exit the ring and strut towards the back.

[BookerShark]

(J-P and Jewel strut to the back...right into Ecosystem. Like you do.)

Eco: "stupid Jap fucks?"

J-PS: Got a problem with it, old man?

Eco: Old man? I'm like, 30. I just finished my law degree. Who are you calling old man?

Jewel: Sparxx is 24.

Eco: Oh...oh wow, shit, I am getting old.

J-PS: (laughs) He just realizes it. Your joints still holding up, then? Think you could still hang with the future of wrestling? How would you like it if your name just so happened...(gestures to his bag, broadly)...to float to the top? Picked off a little paper labeled "Geezer Muyo?"

Eco: That's funny, because I have a piece of paper for you two.

(Eco hands his card to Sparxx and Jewel.)

Eco: You're going to make a lot of enemies here. Which means you're going to want a lot of friends, friends who feel the same way you do about change in this company. Think it over. My phone is always on.

J-PS: ...I don't think I can use this card.

Eco: Why?

J-PS: This is too small to wipe my ass with.

(Sparxx and Jewel laugh and walk off.)

Eco: All right, kid....we'll see.

FADE

[BookerShark]

Moosehead Jack is WORKING OUT~! somewhere in the bowels of the arena. And before anyone faints from shock, by 'working out' we mean striking something repeatedly with Happy Deth Bat. Firewoman approaches from behind him and he spins around ready to strike.

FW: What the fuck?

MHJ: Jesus...I didn't know it was you. Don't we both have rules about 'not coming up behind me?'

FW: Don't put your back to the only door in, then, stupid.

MHJ: You're stupid.

FW: Your face is stupid.

MHJ:......

FW:......

MHJ: Okay, so what?

FW: You wanted me to help you.

MHJ: Oh yeah. I just need you to hold this. It swings too much when I hit it.

FW: What is.......oh, GROSS!

Firewoman steps into the light a bit more and sees a side of beef hanging there.

FW: I am NOT touching that.

MHJ: What? Why?

FW: Because you idiot. MEAT is MURDER!

MHJ: So?

FW: SO? I have very strong views about this Moose.

MHJ: You sacrifice chickens.

FW: That is DIFFERENT and you know it.

MHJ: You have really not yet explained to me how exactly--

FW: Because it isn't for ME.

MHJ: Neither is this.

FW: Look, I'm not touching it. Have you ever looked at a cow's eyes? They are BEAUTIFUL, soulful, creatures...

MHJ: That willingly gave up their lives for all that leather you're so fond of?

FW: Not to mention the DISEASE you can catch from handling uncooked dead animal parts.

MHJ: If you're not going to help then--

FW: I am. I brought someone with me. *she leaves the room for a bit*

MHJ: *calling after her* Please say it's your "spouse" so I can just kill him now.

Firewoman comes back in dragging someone by the hair. His face is obscured both by shadows and by some large bruises.

MHJ: Nice work. Yours?

FW: Yeah, he was less than cooperative... at first.

Fire holds the head up so the light shines on the face, and we see it's Attitude Adjuster.

MHJ: I like how you arranged it so the colors of the bruising don't clash. So what was the point of all this?

FW: Talk, Alan.

AA: I got nothing to say.

Firewoman pulls his head back by the hair hard

FW: You want me to get the garrote back out?

AA: Okay! Fine! I'll talk!!!

FW: Tell him. Now.

AA: It wasn't Alexander's idea!!! It was....spontaneous!!! They showed up trashed!! I've seen a lot of drunk in my time at the Wedding Chapel, and believe me brother, they were DRUNK.

MHJ: So...doesn't change.

FW: Keep going.

AA: He'll kill me.

FW: He won't kill you. Right, Moose?

MHJ: I make no--

FW: RIGHT, MOOSE?

MHJ: Fine. Today.

AA: So, they staggered past and I recognized them and invited them in...you know, just for safety's sake. And...well.......I might have jokingly suggested.......

MHJ: So what. Alexander probably paid you to--

FW: Oh would just give it a rest? It was NOT Alexander's idea. It was......After Alan made his joke...I kind of....agreed first.....

MHJ: WHAT?

FW: I was drunk, remember? I don't even remember doing it, but Chickenshit here has it all on video. I saw it.

AA: Can I go now?

MHJ: So what happened after the........ceremony.

AA: Um....Lucky got there kind of right after. I didnt' tell him he was too late, and he took Fire home.

MHJ: So....no.....

FW: MOOSE!

MHJ: What? It's a valid question!

FW: It's none of your business!

AA: Can I go?

Fire lets go of his hair and he stands, stiffly.

FW: Thank you.

AA: Yeah, sure, anytime. So.....after your annulled, you wanna look me up *he winks and does the hand gun thing You know where to find me, babe.

FW: LEAVE!

AA: Right.

Attitude Adjuster scurries off, and Fire turns to look at Moose

FW: So there. It was MY fault. NOT his. Mine. YOU need to stop this.

MHJ: Doesn't matter. He could have said no. He dies.

Fire moves quickly and gets Moose into a headlock

FW: You fucking idiot. You really do only give a damn about yourself. Must be a family trait.

MHJ: HEY! Let go! I'm so going to--

FW: What? WHAT? Die in the ring defending my "honor" or whatever the fuck this is about? Get yourself sent to prison?

She throws him to the ground

FW: Either way, you're GONE. And yeah, I'm being selfish too, here. You're my only family. You leave me alone and then I HAVE lost everything, and ALEXANDER wins, either way.

MHJ: *getting up angry* If he's dead, he won't know that. Now if you're not going to help, please leave, unless you would like another Heartpunch.

Moose turns to continue whacking away at the side of beef. Fire stands fuming, and then throws her hands up, turns, and walks away.

[BookerShark]

<Moose walks back to the chamber and sees Fire sitting at the bar alone. Fire looks at him and shakes her head>

FW: You're bleeding

MHJ: So?

<Moose sits at the bar and gets his drink and after a long silence between the siblings, he speaks>

MHJ: Let's say for a second that what AA said was true and not what he was told to say to spare his life. It really doesn't change anything

FW: <exasperated> HOW? It WASN'T his grand plan!

MHJ: No. Maybe it wasn't. But that doesn't make up for the kidnap and torture

FW: I got my revenge against him for that

MHJ: I wasn't talking about you

<Fire looks at Moose, but doesn't say anything. After a few seconds she looks away>

MHJ: I let that shit slide - at your request. I let it go because you had something going with Run DEA, and I knew a war with Darling would mean a war with you. At the very least, it would have put you in an awkward spot

FW: You mean like now?

MHJ: Darling is not going to skate forever. I owe him this, this is a long time coming.

<Fire nods but doesn't say anything else for a bit>

FW: Rookie called you out

MHJ: I saw that. Mr. Sparxx better hope and pray that I don't decide to warm up for Darling by caving his stupid rookie skull in

<fade>

[BookerShark]

A very slow FADE IN on a cemetery. The writing on the gravestones are all in Japanese. A solitary man, all dressed in black, stands by a recently buried individual.

As the shot tightens in, we can see that there is no gravestone; in fact there are no gravestones in this one area. No flowers or other adornments are visible in this area either.

The man standing there is Stan Fulton who never looks up from the grave, though he begins to speak as if he knows the camera is there.

“I’ve never been to an Islamic funeral before. It was quite interesting; at least I believe it would have been had I been able to separate myself from the reason behind it. I told him that his edgy plans for me were out of bounds.

“I think Rahat would have been pleased by the ceremony. It was quite solemn and dignified. I spoke to the imam afterwards who was very nice. He explained the ceremony and the Islamic beliefs about death and mourning.

“To honor my friend, I shall be spending the next three days in mourning. I hope to spend some of that time with his family who traveled here for the funeral.

“However, after those three days are over, I plan to exact vengeance. LD Williams, your mother is sacrosanct. I understand that. Even though she should be tried and locked away for murder, I shall leave her be. You, and anyone you associate with, are not.

“Your stable-mate happens to be my next opponent. This is too bad for her. For my grief will be fresh in my mind when I step in that ring Wednesday on Mayhem. “And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.”

“LD Williams, you, destroyed my brother. Not directly, but not indirectly either. But unlike Jules who said that line in Pulp Fiction, I am neither righteous nor shepherding the weak. I am a solitary man who has gone over to the very, dark side. Darth Vader has nothing on me, LD Williams.

“You stand there with the Five and act all brave and shit. You’ll claim you’re not afraid of me or what I will do. You’ll probably even laugh about it back in the Chamber claiming I’m just another rookie who is too big for his britches.

“You... are... so... very... wrong.

“This is not me being edgy. This is not some contrived wrestling storyline. Wednesday, win or lose, I will begin my rampage against you and yours by hurting Firewoman. I will drop my not so tiny body down on her injured ribs again and again and again. And when I’m done, I will do it again and again. I no longer care about the heavyweight title or the DDT title or the IC title.

“I’ve let evil into my heart and it has reign. There is no more hope for me or mine. There is only vengeance. And it begins on Wednesday night.

“After Wednesday I have choices to make. Both DEVIL and Drink & Destroy think I’m useful enough to join them. I’m more than prepared to go it alone, but make your offer. I’ll listen. And to the Five, things just got a whole lot more difficult for you.”

“Rest in peace, Shihab Abd-al-Malik Abdul-Aziz Rahat. May Allah have mercy upon us all. From Him we come, and to Him we all return.”

[BookerShark]

(Eco is sitting at a table with Mr. E when Lauren approaches.)

Eco: Is this important? We're talking business.

Lauren: Rahat is dead.

Eco: What? What happened?

Lauren: LD's mother...appears to have actually killed him.

Mr. E: No way.

Eco: Lauren, you're not serious.

Lauren: Fulton is willing to listen to offers--

Eco: Well, no shit, but how's he doing?

Lauren: He seems to want a proportional response. Grieving for now though.

Eco: (turning to Mr. E) I know you don't care what anyone in this company thinks of you.

Mr. E: Quite right.

Eco: But now is a time we all need friends. Some will tell you that you are aligning yourself with evil. But E, this is what evil looks like. Senseless murder, with the expectation that you are too important to be punished.

I was planning to make you offers, E, but I think nothing will make your choice clearer than the events of today.

(Eco leaves his card with Mr. E.)

Eco: The lines are open.

[BookerShark]

The camera comes up and we see DVD sitting at a table looking through some documents. He looks up noticing a camera and smiles slightly.

DVD: Mr. Fulton, Crusher, heh I like that moniker, says what it means and means what it says. You are a man who gets straight to the point, and I respect that.

DVD pauses sorting his thoughts.

DVD: I know Jack approached you recently with an offer for alliance, and I know that others have as well.

DVD shuffles the papers around on the table.

DVD: Looking at your career here, I can see that you can bring quite a bit to whomever you choose to align with. It would be in our best interest to have you as a friend rather than an enemy.

DVD: This is when others will make you promises, will try to tell you how they can elevate you, make you more than you are. This is when they will tempt you with grand plans and elaborate agendas.

Long Pause

DVD: We won't do that. D&D can only offer you two things, and both of those are right in the name. We have no hidden agendas after all. What you see is what you get.

DVD: One we can offer you a drink. (DVD motions to the bar behind him) The Destroyatorium is always stocked, and you strike me as the kind of guy who wouldn't mind kicking back with a cold brew at the end of the day and swapping some stories and jokes with the boys.

DVD: Two we can offer you a chance to destroy. You have problems with the Five, and it's been no secret that they aren't exactly our favorite people at the moment. If you decide not to ally with us, we won't hold it against you, but if you are going to war with the Five, don't be surprised to find us standing shoulder to shoulder with you anyways.

Short Pause

DVD: So that's our pitch, no grand promises, no asking you to follow our plans, no begging or pleading. You strike me as a man who likes to be dealt with straightforward, so that's what I'm doing. So Stan, if you like what you've heard, come join us for a drink.......

OBJ and DDT walk into the frame both holding beers and smilling wickedly.

DVD: and we can talk about helping you Destroy.

[BookerShark]

(Tytan is sitting with an SFJ.)

T: First thank you for giving me the time to speak to the OOWF world. (to the camera) Are you guys tired of the Five and now Eco and the Devil. Then I come to you with a request to join Valor. Side with us and together we can end this constant badgering to join Eco's little group. Thank you for listening.

Fade