MidWeek Mayhem! Live August 25th! From Aokigahara

[BookerShark]

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Aokigahara Forrest, Japan

OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match[/u]
Firewoman vs. Danny Taylor

OOWF Intercontinental Title Three Way Dance[/u]
Dead vs. Poe vs. Matt Folz

OOWF World Tag Team Title Handicap Match[/u]
Nothing Happened vs. Three Old Guys

OOWF Onslaught Championship Fatal Four Way[/u]
Stan Fulton vs. LD Williams vs. Chad Madison vs. J-P Sparxx

No Rules Street Fight[/u]
Stank vs. Outback Jack

Valor: Tytan, Damon Wrath, Ravenna Blue & Chris Evans vs. DEVILS: Ecosystem, Tyler Vandarde, Eric O'Mac & Bryce Larson

card subject to falling corpses

[BookerShark]

The scene comes up in the hallway of random encounters. Chad Madison is seen walking carrying his travel bags. As he turns the corner, he nearly runs into the massive frame of "Dynamite" Danny Taylor. Chad looks at the big man and sees a referee standing nearbye. Chad glances down at his bag and sees the DDT title hanging out.

Chad: (dropping his bag and assuming a fighting stance) Well, come on I knew this would happen eventually.

Taylor shakes his head no, and points down the hall towards the empty arena.

Chad: So you want to do this match tonight?

DVD: (walking into the scene) Not tonight, now, he just wants it to be a normal match.

Chad pauses, nods in agreement, and they head to the ring.

DDT walks to the center of the ring and extends his hand for a shake. Chad pauses uncertain before taking his hand. The two shake before backing up into neutral corners. DVD rings the bell and we are underway.

Taylor charges at Chad, who quickly dodges and lands a dropkick in Dannys back. Taylor stumbles into the corner, but quickly moves avoiding the charging Madison. Chad spins and eats a massive clothesline. DDT attempts to follow up with a stomp, but Chad grabs his free leg and pulls him to the ground with a dragon screw.

As DDT climbs to his feet Chad comes in with a running knee that nearly takes Taylors head off. Taylor is stunned but continues to stand. Chad bounces off the far rope coming in for a clothesline. Before it can connect, Taylor recovers, snatches up Chad and delivers a wicked spinebuster.

Chad rolls over onto his stomach, and DDT pounces grabbing one of Chad's arms. Taylor is going for the TNT, but before he can lock it in Chad gets a foot on the rope and pushes back. Madisons weight and momentum push Taylor back, and Madison continues into a bridging pin.

The ref hits the mat, 1, 2, 3 and suddenly the match is over and your winner and still OOWF DDT Ironperson Heavymetal Champion: Chad Madison.

Both grapplers hop to there feet, and for a brief moment a look of rage crosses DDT's face. This emotion quickly passes and DDT smiles and extends his hand.

Chad pauses takes DDT's hand and they exchange the handshake of respect.

Chad: Heh, your pretty good, but a word of advice, you went for that submission to quick you telegraphed it.

DDT nods in understanding.

Chad: This was fun we should do it again sometime.

Chad and DDT exchange a knucklebump, and then Chad and the Ref leave the arena. DVD comes into the ring and stands next to Taylor.

DVD: So, that wasn't horrible, a good chance to train against a smaller quicker opponent.

DDT nods in agreement.

DVD: Slipped up though, you won't make that mistake again will you.

DDT shakes his head no.

DVD: Glad to hear that. In that case, consider this your warmup match, next wednsday, you get a shot at the world title.

A look of stunned disbelief crosses Taylor's face as the camera fades.

[BookerShark]

*There's an invisible camera man in the new locker room of Eric O'Mac. The bare bones locker room we saw Mr. E with a few days ago is no more. Now, we see a plush, high end locker room. Championship belts encased in plexiglass walls, huge LCD television covers up another wall, a boxing bag and workout weight room area takes up more space. A couch is present, and that's where we see the man of the hour, The Sports Entertainment God, Eric O'Mac!*

EOM: Haha...no one saw it coming, did they?

*Suddenly, Moose, Doug, Dev, Fire, Tommy, SG, and Anglefan come out into the picture, all affirming that they did, in fact, see it coming.*

EOM: Damnit guys, get out.

*The offending parties who just broke kayfabe so badly leave the room.. Kayfabe is heard weeping miles away while she recovers from Hepatitis sustained on the last tour of Mexico.*

EOM: You see...I left the OOWF in what some would call "bad terms." The Spirit Squad thinks it was a bad exit. Muhammad Hassan can't even complain anymore.

To leave the company in a dumpster? That's just cold, man. But here we are, a year later, and I'm laughing the loudest now.

So, yeah, I took a year off. And that time Mr. E said he spent in AAA? Completely legit. I did wrestle in Mexico under a hood. It was all part of my way back to the top. And Rick took the bait, hired the masked luchadore from AAA. I was in.

But the same ol shit happened. I figured that returning as myself would guarantee that I would get buried down the card. I know that nobody likes me, that everyone is jealous of me - but Mr. E would have a MUCH better shot at a return to glory. So I get here. I have the crowd reacting to the new guy. My masks sells are off the chart. I'm having the best match on the card - and I get fucked over. Time and time and time again.

And then I get a phone call from Ecosystem. And we start to talk a little, and then he tells me that he's looking for someone who knows that enough is enough and it's time for a change. He's looking for someone that wants to turn this company upside down, burn it to the ground, and rebuild it using only the best and the brightest. And I start laughing. Hysterically. Because that's ALL I've ever wanted. Two years ago, it was ME who started the the OOWF Civil War. Last year, it was me who took over as General Manager and tried to run the company the way it should be run. But each time, there was an annoying pain in the ass that kept getting in the way.

So, after I stop laughing, I let Ecosystem on a little secret. The big MYSTERY, as it was, that the OOWF's biggest detractor was the same guy who was yucking it up for cheers and selling millions in merchandise each week.

So, we made a plan. And we put it into motion. And now it has come to pass - Eric O'Mac is officially back, and I'm taking names and kicking asses.

*Eric stands up and wanders to his Wall of Championships. We see the OOWF Onslaught Championship, the OOWF Campeonas de Trios Championship, the PHWF Heavyweight Championship and the OOWF World Heavyweight Championship, all incased in glass, with plaques noting each title reign.*

EOM: You see these championships? This is my bread, this is my butter. This says it all about my history as a wrestler. I've been the best technical wrestler - I've been the best wrestler period. I've been the most entertaining wrestler. And I've been hated for it all of my life, simply because of what my last name is.

So, I'm talking to Ecosystem, and he tells me "what ever you want...we can get it for you." And we all know what Eric O'Mac wants, and that's power. What's the saying - he who has the gold, makes the rules? So I told Eco, I'm in. I'm going to help burn the place to the ground, and then I'm going to take whatever championship it is I want. That could be the OOWF Onslaught Championship - of which I am the best champion of all time - or it could be the OOWF Intercontinental Championship...or hell, me and that annoying bitch Firewoman have a lot of unfinished business to take care, and I would personally LOVE to take her OOWF World Heavyweight Championship. So all bets are off.

*Eric turns away from the championships and walks over towards the punching bag.*

EOM: That's right, all bets are off. Including this alliance with DEVILS. What are we called now, the E-DEVILS? Because I like the sound of that, even if it does sound like an internet bad girl porno site. But don't think just because I'm aligned with some of these fucker mean I like them. Let's start with The Dead - I've never liked him. Never cared for him. Always thought he was overrated. Now, of course, he's our reigning Intercontinental Championship, which either tells me he's gotten better, or the competition has gotten worse. Either way, as long as he stays out of my way, like a good Dead person usually does, then we won't have problems. How about this Tyler Vanguard bastard? I don't know anything about him, and honestly, I don't care to. He's useless to me, until he proves to me otherwise. Dr. Infierni, or whatever the hell his name is? If a wild monkey broke out of the zoo, came to the middle of the wrestling ring and took a shit, that piece of shit would have more talent than this Dr. guy. And I'm not even TRYING to be mean. It's just the truth. And with Bryce Larson, I've got no beef with him. In fact, I've always been a fan of his style. But he needs to know his place in this alliance. And that's simply how it's going to be. Same thing with Stan Fulton. He's had some complimentary things to say about me, at least when I was Mr. E. But he too, better watch himself, lest I get my eyes on that Onslaught Championship again.

But as much as I really don't like the guys I'm with...can you imagine how much I hate the guys I'm against? Damon Wrath, I'm SHOCKED you are still around - I was pretty sure that you died 4 years ago after being in a coma for 40 years. Let me know with Tytan gets his hand out of your ass. Chris Evans, we haven't had much time to get to know each other. But we're opponents this weekend, so...you know, get use to the idea of me kicking your ass. Ravenna Blue, you might not know my position on women in the wrestling ring...but there's a couch with your name on it if you want to find out my position on women in my locker room. Otherwise, I'm going to make you bleed so badly, you'll think your virginity's just been taken for the 3 millionth time. Oh, and who could forget Tytan, my former Trios partner, the big dumb sack of crap that me and Poe had to carry around? Seriously, Tytan. Even though I think you are worthless, you do bring something to the table. EVERYONE needs someone to job for them, and next week at Mayhem, that's going to be YOUR job.

*Eric punches the bag once, and then goes to sit back on the couch.*

EOM: Does anyone remember a couple of days ago, when I was claiming to be a hero, quoting Old Testament verses, and drinking in the attention of the fans?

Well, since people love to quote Batman around here, here's something for everyone to hang their hat on: As for me being a hero - people just have to realize that you either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become a villain. I've been a live a lone time - my heroism ended the day I found out I was a McMahon. Remember that Bible Verse? "Take delight in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart."? Well, I'm A SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT GOD...and I've taken delight in myself.

And as for all of those fans - it's not too late. If you want to support something that is real...if you want to support something that will change the industry....then all you have to do is repeat after me:

I BELIEVE IN ERIC O'MAC.

Yeah, I'm REAL good at stealing shit and making it mine. Keep repeating it until you get it, and your 15 Minutes of Fame will be extended. As for Valor - if you don't believe in Eric O'Mac, your 15 minutes are up.

I BELIEVE IN ERIC O'MAC.

I BELIEVE IN ERIC O'MAC.

I BELIEVE IN ERIC O'MAC.[/size]

*Eric keeps repeating what apparently is his new catchphrase until we fade to black.*

[BookerShark]

*Smash cut* to Bryce Larson, watching Eric O’Mac’s promo on a monitor, and immediately turning to the camera.

JP Sparxx. Bubba’s less talented little brother. You see JP, just like I said last week. Eric O’Mac is a real sports entertainer, not a generic impersonation of a wrestler-turned-movie star. But now you don’t need to look him up on YouTube, you get to see him each week. Call it foreshadowing. Call it dumb luck. Call it--wait, it’s never luck. Call it divine intervention. Enjoy.

Eric O’Mac. Welcome back. And welcome to the fold. Don’t worry, I know my place. Over the right shoulder of the master. All those titles you’ve won? Great. I want that, too. Maybe even those World Tag Team Championships. I believe.

Matt Folz. Congratulations. You got a cheap win. I had you beaten. I had you defeated. I was ready to put you away in a manner reserved for Chris Evans, when ol’ Lion-tard had to show up from under the ring and blast me with a chair.

Chris Evans. Aren’t you a face, Chris? You attacked me after I put JP in his place, and you attacked me when I was ready to put Folzie down for the count. You and Blue-Balls get the biggest pop of the night, right after you SNEAK ATTACK YOUR FORMER SUPPOSED BEST FRIEND! You can go to hell. You can go to the hell that you SUPPOSEDLY DAMNED ME TO. But here’s the catch, Chris. I know the way. I’ve been there, Chris. I don’t use hell as a promo device, Chris. No. I know the place like the back of my hand. The one who should be making promises of creating a personal hell for someone...is me. But don’t worry, Chris. You won’t go there alone. [Smirking.] You’ll have your best friend with you.

[Gets serious.] Maybe I’ve lost sight, Chris. Maybe I’ve lost sight of the mission that Ecosystem pulled me out of early retirement to pursue. That’s a problem, Chris. Not for Ecosystem, and not for me. That’s a problem, for you. Because I’m making a commitment to get back on that track. Once I’m done with you. So I need to make short work of you, Chris. My plan is no secret. I’m sure you’ve heard the phrase “You’re either with us or you’re against us.” That doesn’t apply to this [fingerquotes] “rivalry.” [/fingerquotes]

You’re either with us...or you’re no longer with us. That sounds so much better, Chris. 8-person tag team match? Heh. No. I promise you that within the first five minutes, I will rid you of that match. Even if I have to rid myself. It might end up 4 on 3, or it might even end up a Trios match. Our trip to hell starts this Wednesday, Chris.

Don’t worry, I know a shortcut.

*Fade out*

[BookerShark]

Firewoman returns to the Beppo Medical Center, injuries from the post-show beatdown tended to, but still apparent. She walks into Moose's now private room, after some words to the guard at the door.

MHJ: What happened to you?

FW: Stank.

MHJ: Yeah...I saw that, but this is more. I fell asleep before the end, I was gonna watch the rest today.

FW: Also, Eco didn't like my present.

MHJ: Oh.

FW: You know, I don't know how much clearer I can make things *she paces somewhat manically* I very CLEARLY say stay away. The whole promotion gets it, you know? Most of them anyway. Even Outback Jack delivered his little message and left. THEY all got it, and none of us is known for our sensitivity to the needs of others....

MHJ: Well, Ravenna--

FW: Yeah, who comes to visit even though I distinctly sent the message not to. But she didnt' whine about it when I punctuated that warning, did she? No. She didn't. She at least has a brain. But Eco, no. He doesn't get it, or thinks he's immune or whatever. I mean, Ravenna didn't even do anything to either of you, and I wiped the floor with you. But no...Eco shows up, threatens you both.....

MHJ: Both, huh?

FW: and then has the AUDACITY to be offended when he gets exactly what he has coming to him. I tell you Moose, I don't get why he doesn't get it. It's simple cause and effect. You don't want me to kick your ass, you do what I FUCKING say.

Fire stops for a breath*

MHJ: That was some rant.

FW: Thank you.

MHJ: Why do you care if he gets it?

FW: I have no idea.....

MHJ: Huh. So, one of the nurses was telling me......WWE is going to be in Japan this week.

FW: Yeah....I know.....

MHJ: Any chance you could see if--

FW: No, Moose.

MHJ: Ah....where are you going?

FW: Check on the other one....

Fire leaves as Moose glares. He picks up the phone and begins to dial.

Fire goes down the elevator and emerges onto another floor. She goes to Alexander's room and says a few things to the Japanese Business Man who is sitting at the door reading the paper. Alexander catches the last bit of this, and looks at her strangely, as the man lets her in.

AD: What is--

FW: How are you?

AD: Sore. Loopy on pain meds. Thanks for the private room. What happened to you?

FW: Does NO ONE watch OOWF-TV?

AD: I was asleep.

FW: Of course you were...So.....how are you?

AD: We covered that already.

FW: Right. Well, I was just checking in.

AD: Ah....so.......I hear WWE is in Japan this week.

FW: Don't you start too.

AD: I didn't know if you were going to try--

FW: No. No I'm not. He's made it perfectly clear he doesn't want to talk to me, and I can't say that I blame him. It's not like I didn't know they'd be here.

AD: Oh?

FW: Yeah.....*sigh*......Rick and Vince were going to give us a couple of days this week for a quick honeymoon.......

Fire's voice trails off.

AD: Oh..........

FW: Yeah....so.....I'd just as soon not remember that there's another US promotion on the islands.

AD: Okay. Sorry.....

FW: So you...you good? What did they say?

AD: I dunno, they say lots of things. I take it I'm not on the card next week?

FW: Nope, and neither is Moose.

AD: Well.....okay, I guess. I really think I'm ready to--

FW: You are ready to lay there and get better. *awkward silence* Okay, well, I'm gonna go back up to Moose's room I think. Or find a bar.

AD: I could ask you to not do that, given the bars you've been frequenting lately.

FW: Just because your my husband for the next two weeks doesn't mean you can tell me what to do.

AD: I'm not it's just....well.....*he pulls out an address and pamphlet*....there's a Shinto shrine not far from here. I know how much you get out of visiting those so, I got the monks there to set up a thing for you. I said you might not be there, but they're still kind of half expecting you anyway.

FW: Oh .... wow.......um...thanks. Maybe I'll check it out later. Okay....see you.

Fire takes the address, and leaves, with parting instructions to the guard at the door.

[BookerShark]

*Firewoman is QUIETLY MEDITATING~! inside the Shinto shrine. Quietly, she finishes, stands up, shows proper respect to the monks, and walks outside into the peaceful night. She sees someone out on the road leaning up against a car. We get closer, and see it's two someones. Before the camera reveals their faces...*

FW: How in the hell did you know where I was?

SootRLUAaC: Unlike the rest of your family, I actually watch OOWF-TV. Besides, I had someone with me who knew how to get here.

*Chris Jericho faces the camera*

Y2J: Hi.

FW: Hi.

SootRLUAaC: Well, I guess I'll leave you two alone for a bit. *he tosses the keys to Jericho* I'll see you when you get back.

FW: Wait...you're just gonna walk? We're not exactly close to anything...

SootRLUAaC: I'm 6'11" 288 lbs. I'm pretty sure no one will try anything. Now you two crazy kids have fun...

FW: Wait. Davin.

DM: What?

FW: Th-th-th-thanks.

DM: Don't mention it, junior.

*Jericho laughs hysterically at this as Firewoman fumes. Fade*

[BookerShark]

Chad Madison posing with the DDT Belt.

Chad: Ironic, huh? Holding the DDT Ironman Heavy Metal Championship, while challenging openly for the Onslaught Championship. One, full of unpredictability, the other filled with structure and rules and strict adherance to them.

Now, I've been DDT Champion a few times, but never have I had the chance to become Onslaught Champion. I won't be taking this shot lightly. I'm going to be training hard, working out, watching tape, picking the brains of anyone I can to find a way to win.

I'm a nine time champion. It might be a different arena, but this ain't my first rodeo. (cranks up the drawl) Boys, hold on tight, and get ready for the wildest 8-second ride of your lives.

[BookerShark]

(Ecosystem is standing at the front of a Burger King where E-DEVILS have assembled.)

Vangarde: ...So I think E-DEVILS sounds stupid.

Eric O'Mac: I admitted, it does sound like a porno site.

Dr. Infieri: One of those high-class Japanese ones.

Fulton: Featuring Eco's mamma?

Larson: Don't talk about his mom.

Dead: We could kindly ask the new E to leave.

EOM: You want to start, kid?

Lauren: Oh, for fuck's sake...

Dead: Call me kid, again, c'mon, dare ya.

Eco: Will you all please SHUT THE FUCK UP?

(E-DEVILS looks up front.)

Eco: Did we ever have the acronym talk?

Fulton: The acronym talk?

Vangarde: Is that like "the talk?"

Infieri: I feel like we're all generally quite informed.

Dead: Does Lauren have to go to a different, more terrifying acronym talk for the women?

Eco: ....You are all so weird.

So the reason we have a constantly changing acronym is because of the message it sends. Everyone here is an equal contributor to our stable. You may think you're the best here because you're the strongest (looks to Fulton), the highest-ranked (looks to Dead) or just the most accomplished (looks to Eric.) Maybe one of you is right.

Regardless, this is not an organization with leaders. I may be the one who talks the most, but that's because I have a big mouth--the second any of you have a new idea, I happily shut up and sit down. But unlike the Five, it's not about some sort of controlling group identity either. You are not to be subsumed under my name--all of you hold the same title, "Agent of Change." You may not all love each other, but we have no need for petty disputes--we are not here to negotiate politics, we are here to set this company aflame with the fires of hell.

(Everyone looks kind of skeptical)

....Okay, like, besides, you won't even have to deal with this acronym for long.

(Everyone looks at Eco.)

Eco: Um...also, I got a new call.

Fulton: No you didn't.

Lauren: Yeah, he did.

Dead: How big are we going to get?

Eco: Kind of big.

Infieri: I could file for a bigger locker room.

Vangarde: Are you even on the card this week?

Infieri: I think I injured my ankle falling off of Stank's back.

Eric: Oh, a broken ankle! However will you survive?

Larson: REGARDLESS, that means he has more time to fill out paperwork.

Dead: Do we even need paperwork?

Infieri: We could just have two dressing rooms.

Vangarde: So who called you?

Eco: You'll find out Wednesday. She's a special surprise.

Lauren: She?

Larson: That narrows it down a lot.

EOM: Is it that same dumb chick from Valor?

Eco: (flashing eyes) Don't say that about her.

Dead: So who is it?

Eco: She's not a current wrestler. It took a little...special outreach. CAMERAMAN, ZOOM!

(The ninja cameraman zooms in close on Eco's face.)

Eco: I want every wrestler in this company, every former wrestler sitting at home pondering a return, to listen to me. Every week, I tell you EVIL, DEVIL, DEVILS is poised to make a bigger impact. Every week, we are ignored, marginalized forgotten.

We now have Eric O'Mac, The Dead, Ecosystem, Tyler Vangarde, Dr. Infieri, Bryce Larson, Lauren Phoenix, and Stan "Crusher' Fulton.

We have the Intercontinental Championship. We have the Onslaught Championship. Pretty soon, we'll be taking the remaining pieces of gold too.

One year ago, the Five was running roughshod over this company, laying people out at whim. Last week, we destroyed the Five--well, the Four, after Moose finally ran himself into the hospital--left them laying, marked with our own brand.

Do you understand it yet?

We are the Big Bad of this company.

We are the Catalyst everyone else must react to.

We Are Not A Joke.[/size]

You want to be brought into this destructive force, into this Dark Brotherhood? I welcome you. Are you considering returning to the OOWF, to reclaim the glory you were denied? I would love it, slaughter the fattened calf for you in celebration. And in return...loyalty is all I need to see from you.

Our next new member will reveal herself Wednesday. But I know there are many of you waiting, watching, considering. Who understand what we are doing, sympathize, and feel an impulse toward the phone.

Stop considering.

Make the call.

The Lines Are Open.[/size]

FADE

[BookerShark]

During a re-air of the last E-DEVILLS promo, OOWF-TV followed with some post promo footage, shot in handheld camera style. No one looks at the camera.

Vangarde: Wait, so who is the new girl Eco's talking about?

Dead: Probably just some dumb broad.

Eric: HA!

Fulton: Let me get this right...Eco's NOT the leader?

Larson: No, we're all Agents of Change.

Dead: But Eco does the most talking.

EOM: Did the most talking.

Infieri: Right, but he closed the promo with statements about the mission. Isn't that a leader thing to do?

Larson: No man, he's not the leader.

Dead: I don't get it. Who's the leader then?

Lauren: I don't think we have one.

Vangarde: Do we need one? Because if so, I nominate Eco.

Larson: NO. No fucking leader. Didn't you hear what Eco said?

Fulton: But...if he isn't the leader, then why should I listen to what he instructs about us not having a leader?

EOM: Maybe you're confusing it. Maybe--

Ecosystem pops back in.

Eco: There is no leader. We are all agents of change. All of us. All of you!

Lauren: If you're not the leader, who are you?

Eco: [Looking directly into the camera.]My name is Junichiro Muyo. And the lines are open.

Larson: See. It's not that hard to understand, people.

*Fade out*

[BookerShark]

*Davin Moreland is ON THE PHONE~!*

DM: Listen. Davin Moreland doesn't give a rat's ass about any of that. Davin Moreland is not only the Grand Slam Champion, but is the current Tag Team Champion with Alexis Darling. Also, I'm the only 6-Pack Champion in the history of this business. Davin Moreland doesn't need you or anybody else in this business, as I have proven over and over again.

DM: I just need you to monitor the match with the stupid Chickenshit Heels and stupid FF Capslock. We don't need any bullshit. It's bad enough that they're gonna be booked like world beaters. We don't need them stealing the championships too. Are we on the same page here? Good.

*He clicks the phone closed. Samantha comes in*

SDM: Who the fuck was that?

DM: Nice to see you too, dear.

SDM: Cut the shit. Who was on the phone?

DM: No one of any consequence. It's just an...insurance policy for this weeks match against the Heels and Capslock. Lexie and I probably won't need it, but you remember what happened last time the Heels showed up, right?

SDM: Chad and Zane got screwed.

DM: That's right. And I'll be damned if that happens to us.

SDM: So why the cloak and dagger?

DM: Because no one needs to know, dear. That includes you for now. Suffice it to say that your husband intends on solidifying his place as the greatest to ever lace 'em up for a long long time. And that starts this week. Trust me?

SDM: *shivers* You know, that sounds like..

DM: Shush.

SDM: Then yes, I trust you.

DM: Good. Now hopefully, your sister trusts me too.

*fade*

[BookerShark]

[E-DEVILS are still hanging around.]

Vangarde: So Eric, I heard your promo earlier this week. Way to drum up some publicity.

Eric O'Mac: I like to think it was warranted.

Vangarde: Especially the part where you said...what was it? I'm useless to you? I have to prove myself to you?

Eco: Now now, Tyler...

Vangarde: No, FUCK OFF Eco.

[Eco gets a stunned look on his face and retreats slightly.]

Eric: What have you done, Tyler? Really, what have you done?

Vangarde: Apart from a winning streak longer than daddy's bankroll? Apart from the tag titles? I've been here spreading a message. What have YOU done of late?

Eric: I've been perfo...

Vangarde: FUCK OFF YOU HAVE.

Dead: Guys, calm down.

Eco: This is unwarranted, Tyler. We are a tea...

Vangarde: You know what? Fuck you guys. If this is what the message of E-DEVILS is nowadays, I'm outta here. Go call up Eric's daddy, I'm sure he can take the V spot in your little group.

[Tyler Vangarde storms off. Eco looks stunned, and Eric a little peeved. Fade.]

[BookerShark]

(Tytan sits with Athena discussing things that deal with Valor.)

Athena: Now, Tytan you need to tell me what's been going on in your head lately?

Tytan: It's simple, we have done what we said what we were going to do. When Devils, E-Devils are whatever the hell they are called made a major attack we were there. We saved Firewoman, heck we came out and even helped even the numbers when the Five got attacked by them. But still we sit in the shadows. Maybe that means we need to open the plan a little bit more. Maybe we need to help even the odds for Drink and Destroy.

Athena: But you are sticking to your guns and no attacks unless it is in the ring.

Tytan: It's getting harder to do but you know what it is the one thing that separates us from them.

Athena: I understand but now there's another thing to talk about. The end of Mayhem there was the moment when you held the World Title in your hands and you gave that look. It was a look I haven't seen in a long time since I started following your career.

Tytan: It comes down to this. When each and everyone of us came into this federation we all had one thing in mind and that was to win the World Title. Let's just say holding that title in my hands gave me a little reminder...better yet it reignited a spark that was put out a long time ago.

Athena: So are you thinking about going back to the singles ranks?

Tytan: If the opportunity is there I am going to take it. Wrath can go for singles titles too, he is a capable wrestler and he has finally found himself.

Athena: Alright then what about next weeks match against Eco and his boys?

Tytan: Let's just put it this way. The war has finally begun.

FADE

[BookerShark]

COLD OPEN

The Crusher Stan Fulton has just turned off the television. Whether he was watching OOWF-TV™ or perhaps a DVR copy of Pawn Stars is unknown.

He is staring at the blank screen as he sighs and then speaks.

“Another multiple-person title defense. I’ve been nothing but kind to Rick, but if he keeps this up I’m gonna sit on him.

“No matter. What needs to be done needs to be done.

“Let’s take my opponents in listed order. LD Williams, you crafty son-of-a-bitch. I have to hand it to you. You did exactly as you said... to a point. I do believe you were going to take me out. As it stands, I’m still the Onslaught Champion and still standing. And DEVILS had the last laugh that night. And I’m still looking to hurt you and the Five, Four... whatever. And LD? I will have my revenge. In this life or the next.

“Next up we have Chad Madison. DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion. Defeated a tiny Japanese nurse to win the title. How impressive. Difference this Wednesday is I fight back. Well, I should say I will fight back more strenuously. Anyone who brags about the ladies that much, probably has to drug or rape them.

“And lastly, and I do mean lastly, JP Sparxx. What a tool. I’m still a rookie here in the OOWF and you’re beneath my notice. Try knocking me down, homie. I mean besides using the overpowering smell of Axe body spray.

“Get one thing straight here. I may be the muscle in DEVILS, but I’m not the big, dumb fighter of the party. Do not mistake me for Eco’s stupid bodyguard. I’d say ‘or you will get hurt’ but that’s going to happen anyway.

“I’m not a technical wrestler, but I’ve been trained in Korean martial arts and Korean wrestling as well as the American style. I am a force to be reckoned with, no matter what that butt packer Matt Folz says. Underestimate me at your own peril.

“One last thing. As Eco said, there’s no leaders in DEVILS. We’re all agents of change or as I like to think of it, agents of chaos. But know this, Eric O’Mac. I still respect your abilities and, even more so, your accomplishments in the OOWF up to now. But don’t mistake that respect for a willingness to lay down for you. You want this Onslaught title? Try and take it. And afterward, win or lose I’ll gladly shake your hand. But those hands will be bloody.

“Enjoy the pain.”

CUT

[BookerShark]

*Fade in* to Ecosystem sitting down across a table from Bryce Larson.

Bryce Larson: I think this is normal. If Tyler doesn't understand the greater good, then he can't really be fighting for it, can he?

Ecosystem: Yeah, but where did this come from? Was adding Eric too much? Will it cause a bigger rift? A schism?

BL: Not amongst true believers.

Eco: This just came out of nowhere.

BL: Did it? Does something like that really come out of nowhere?

Eco: There were no signs. Just a complete 180 degree turn in behavior. That isn't normal.

BL: You're exactly right. It isn't normal. In fact, it doesn't happen. Not to rational people. Just because no one saw it coming doesn't mean it wasn't coming.

Eco: I just see a true Agent of Change in Eric, I just didn't think there would be unexpected change within the organization.

BL: It happens. You need to believe that we're on the right track. Everyone being on one level...changing the OOWF for the best...bringing together pesonalities that no one ever fathomed would come together...it's all difficult to comprehend. But you're doing what is right, Muyo.

Eco: Yeah, you're right. Well, I think you're right. No, I know you're right! We, as a group, need to forge onward. It's an uphill battle, but a fight worth fighting.

*Fade out*

[BookerShark]

We find Zane Myers leaning against the railing on the Observation Deck of the Tower of the Americas. He is standing motionless, gazing out over the city. Dr. Freedman comes up from behind him.

Dr.: Zane why do you think you always run to this place?

Zane: Please go.

Dr.: I sense some sadness in your voice.

Zane: I like this place. I don't want to associate it's serenity with your annoying voice.

Dr.: tsk, tsk. Hardly complimentary. Have none of the things I say in our therapy sessions clicked?

Zane: Not when I am pro-actively blocking you out.

Dr.: You really should open up to me. I can help you.

Zane: I don't want your help. I Want you to leave me alone before I toss you over this railing and you fall 750 feet to the ground.

Dr.: Your threats are cries for help.

Zane: My threats are real. You should take them more seriously.

Dr.: I'm afraid I'll be telling Rick in my next email that You are far from ready.

Zane: I guess I'll have the wi-fi disconnected at home.

Dr.: There are other places I can send email from.

Zane: That would mean you'd be leaving me alone for a while, so it would be worth it.

Dr.: I have other patients here.

Zane: In San Antonio? Really? Who?

Dr.: I have worked with Michelle Rodriguez and Eva Longoria-Parker.

Zane: They don't live here full time.

Dr.: I'm a Jewish Psychiatrist from New York, you think I stay in Texas any lonbger than I have to? I'm a jet-setter! I fly around the World!

Zane: YOU'RE A 90 YEAR OLD JEWISH ACTOR WHO PLAYED A PSYCHIATRIST ON TV 40 YEARS AGO!

Dr.: I told you, I parlayed my sucess on MASH to a real career.

Zane: Arbus

Dr.: That's Dr. Freedman to you

Zane: ALLAN ARBUS

Dr.: You're losing your anger Zane

(Zane storms to the elevator and leave Freedman taking notes in his notebook.)

[BookerShark]

*Ninja cam shows a quiet grove in a forest. It is exceptionally quiet, with no animals or birds seen or heard. After a few minutes Outback Jack strolls into the grove, but as the camera focuses on his face we see it's Back of Beyond Jack, with a serene smile on his face that doesn't match the maniacal glint in his eyes.*

BOBJ: So glad you could join me. This was one of my favorite places to visit when Empty Team was working Japan. Outback Jack didn't care for it much. He loved going on walkabout back home, getting back to nature, but there's no life here, only death. Jack of the Hinterlands didn't mind that, but he's only happy when he's in a fight. Me, on the other hand, I appreciate the beauty of this place. So much sorrow, so much pain. It takes my breath away. I suppose seeing it on TV can't compare to being here, reaching out to the tortured souls of the people who took their own lives here, but I am grateful to you, ninja cameraman, for catching up to me. I suspect, though, that you are hoping I'll say something about the match at Mayhem. I think I'll let one of the others handle that. I'm in a happy place for me here in Aokigahara Forest, so I don't want to talk about anger and hatred just now.

[BookerShark]

**J-P Sparxx and Jewel are walking in the hallway when L.D. Williams approaches. Williams smiles brightly and extends his hand.**

LDW: “Mr. Sparxx - Pleasure to meet you. I’m L.D Williams. I’m looking so forward to our match this week.”

**Sparxx glares at Williams condescendingly. When Williams is a step away, he kicks Sparxx in the stomach and levels him with a Canadian Destroyer.**

Jewel: “Son-of-a-”

LDW: “Before you finish that sentence, my mother is 6’4”, watches OOWF TV religiously, and may have killed a man last week for getting on her nerves.”

Jewel: “-”

LDW: “Good plan. Now. Sparxxy, when you wake up, you’re probably going to think this has something to do with our match this week. Not at all. It’s my new hobby. You know, we old guys need to fill our spare time. Here’s how it works - every time you say something that annoys me, I’m going to hurt you. But here’s the fun part - I’m not going to tell you why. If I did that, you might stop running your mouth. Worse yet, you might set up an ambush - if somebody explains how. What’s the fun in that?”

**Williams gets up and walks away as Sparxx starts to stir.**

LDW: “Oh, and welcome to the OOWF.”

[BookerShark]

(This time Tytan finds Eco at some nice restaurant.)

Tytan: Is this seat taken?

(Eco looks up from his menu.)

Eco: I remember the day when Taco Bell worked for a Promo and it gave some good results. Now, I am so evil doer and now I have to eat and expensive places.

(Eco motions to Tytan to sit down.)

Tytan: You still don't make it hard to find you..

Eco: You know that whole chase thing is so over rated. Its you and I so why not just cut to the chase and get on with it.

Tytan: It starts at Mayhem.

Eco: My dear friend and someone I still consider a brother. It started a long time ago. When you drew a line in the sand and said that you weren't going to stand for what I was doing.

Tytan: There is going to be bloodshed.

Eco: You are right, and are you willing to have their blood on your hands.

Tytan: I am are you?

Eco: They follow what I have to say because they believe in what I am.

Tytan: (Finally having enough and tossing the table aside and grabbing Eco.) You...are not....a God.

Eco: I never said I was but why don't you finish what you started and find out.

(Tytan lets Eco go as the staff starts cleaning the area. The manager arrives.)

Eco: (looks at Tytan) We should go. (He tosses some money down on the floor where the table once stood and then the two of them walk away.

Tytan: It was so much easier when we were on the same side.

Eco: (slyly) That could always change.

Tytan: I am not going to join up with you. Besides what name would you spell out then.

Eco: (Thinking) That acronym thing is starting to not work.

(Tytan looks at him wondering if he is serious.)

Tytan: So what will happen when the two of us face each other in the ring.

Eco: We do exactly what we know we must do.

Tytan: Destroy each other.

Eco: Exactly.

Tytan: Well until then.

(The two of them look at each other and then shake hands.)

Tytan: May the best team win.

Eco: Agreed.

(They turn and start to walk opposite ways. Eco then stops and turns to say one more thing.)

Eco: Tytan, (he stops and turns.) we still need each other. We balance each other out.

Tytan: That's why we worked so well as a Tag-Team.

Eco: You understand more each time.

(Eco then bows to Tytan and he returns it. But when Tytan comes up from the bow Eco is already gone.)

Tytan: Now he's got to go and be all mystic.

(Tytan walks off.)

[BookerShark]

We follow a brunette woman walking down the halls of the Beppo Medical Center. Her expensive high heel shoes are clacking down the hallway as she walks. She's wearing expensive designer jeans and a T-Shirt that probably cost way too much considering it's a T-Shirt. She visibly shivers as she looks around (hasn't been in Japan in so long...)

She turns a corner and heads towards Alexander darling's room. Spencer and Ashley stare at her in silence as she passes them. The guards nod at her as she enters Darling's room, drawing his immediate attention...

AD: Syd...



Sydney drops her bag by his bed and sits down in the chair next to it. She takes his hand, lacing their fingers together. She smiles at him weakly.

Syd: You've looked better.

AD: Not sure you have.

Alex returns the weak smile. Her smile widens. She then visibly sighs.

Syd: Sorry it took me...

AD: Shh. Don't worry about it. I'm sure you haven't been following the shows.

Syd: How are you?

AD: Feeling a li'l better every day. Too slow for my tastes. I think I'm getting old.

Syd laughs slightly. Shen then gets a serious look on her face.

Syd: Remember when you told me you were negotiating with OOWF?

AD: Yeah. You begged me not to.

There's an awkward moment of silence.

AD: You knew, didn't you?

Syd: I knew he was here. And in one of his rare drunken moments of self declaration, he told me he had a sister that was a wrestler and what had happened to her. Wasn't that hard to figure out after that.

Syd half snickers.

Syd: You see why I follow Shari'a.

Another awkward moment of silence.

AD: Listen, about Fire...

Syd: Don't. Just don't.

AD: I owe you an expl...

Syd: No, you really don't. You were patient with me for so long.

AD: Well, we're working on the annulment.

Syd once again smiles at Alex weakly.

Syd: Is that what you want?

Alex says nothing.

Syd: You did always have a soft spot for her.

AD: It'll get done. Then maybe...

Syd squeezes his hand.

Syd: Will you be okay?

AD: You know it. How long will you be...

Syd: I hafta leave soon.

AD: You just got here.

Syd: I'd rather not run into her. I was relieved she wasn't here.

AD: She's not gonna do anyth...

Syd: I might.

Syd grins at Alex. He returns the grin.

AD: Might have had a dream or two about that.

Syd: Xander...

AD: Wow, you haven't called me that... a long time.

Sydney stands and leans over, kissing Alex on the cheek. He grabs her head and kisses her deeply. After they break, she just looks at him for a moment, before turning quickly, slightly flustered.

Syd: I'll give Spencer my contact info.

Sydney heads towards the door.

AD: Syd...

Sydney spins back to face him.

Syd: Yeah...

AD: You left your bag.

Sydney awkwardly laughs at herself.

Syd: Right...my bag...

Sydney goes back to the bedside, picks up her bag and is about to walk away again when Alex grabs her arm.

AD: I missed you.

Syd: I missed you too.

Sydney takes his hand and squeezes it again, then kisses it. She walks back towards the door, turning to look back before leaving.

Syd: Don't be a stranger, Xander.

They exchange smiles as she leaves.

[BookerShark]

We're in a dark rom. Nothing can be seen. Suddenly a small circle of light appears as if a beam of light is being pointed towards the camera. Then we hear Selena's voice.

Sa-T: Nanananaa na na nah. Naa naa naa naa.

Poe: When it comes to be...

The circle of light grows a bit larger.

Poe: That the soothing light at the end of your tunnel...

The circle of light grows larger.

Sa-T: Naa naa naa naa. Fatt Rolz.

Poe: Is just a freight train comin' your way.

The beam of light flashes on up on Poe's face as if he's telling a ghost story.

Sa-T: NANANANAA NAA NAA NAAAAA!

Poe: Ash to ash. Dust to dust. Fade to black.

The light disappears.

Sa-T: Nanananaa na na naa. Living Dead Boy

Poe: Then it comes to be.

Suddenly the light comes back on and flashes up on Selena's face, who's apprently sitting in Poe's lap.

Sa-T: Here's your crown King Nothin'!

Poe: Beloved...

Sa-T: Sorry...

Selena turns off the light.

Sa-T: I wanna ride the lightning...

[BookerShark]

*Training Facility*

Alexis Darling is working out when she hears her phone ring. She quickly finishes off her sparring partner with an Air-Raid Crash before hopping over the top rope and jumping down to the floor and grabbing her phone out of her bag.

Alexis: Hello brother dear. How are you feeling?

--The camera morphs into a split screen since there is a ninja cam in Alexander's room.--

Alexander: Better. I just had a very interesting visitor.

Alexis: Who? Are you okay? Did anyone...

Alexander: Calm down sis. It was Syd.

Alexis: What??? Really???

Alexander: Yea.

Alexis: What did she...what did you...I mean...

Alexander: It's so weird when you get flustered.

Alexis: Oh shut it...but, seriously, what did she say?

Alexander: I'm not sure really, I'm still trying to take it all in. Next time you visit, we'll talk more about it. But before she showed up, I was thinking about something else.

Alexis: What's that?

Alexander: You know, that thing we talked about that time about that person.

Alexis: Okay, what about it?

Alexander: It's time.

Alexis: Yea?

Alexander: Definitely. But I want to be there, so it might have to wait a week though. Can you get it delivered though with what we talked about?

Alexis: All taken care of. Don't worry about it. Just get better and get back on the road with us. Sparxx is still running his mouth even though he just got initiated by Williams.

Alexander: LD???

Alexis: Yea, I don't know why exactly, but he took him out.

Alexander: Well, I'll get to Sparxx later. Right now, I just want to make sure, I'm healthy and I need to move on to the next stage of my career.

Alexis: So, what's next for you and Fire?

Alexander: Damn Lexie, gotta go...nurse is here. Bye.

--Screen morphs back to just Alexis.--

Alexis: You can't hide from it forever brother dear.

Alexis points to another of the fat guys waiting around in the gym.

You....you look like Attitude, kinda...get in the ring.

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

<Moose is laying in his bed reading (what? Moose reads) when SFJ13 walks in with an INC and a mic>

MHJ: Not now

SFJ13: The public demands it

MHJ: And I care about the public because?

SFJ13: Just answer a few questions. You have been oddly silent the last week

MHJ: Well, I was unconscious and all

SFJ13: Well, you’re not now. Answer some questions.

MHJ: Fine

SFJ13: Have you been keeping up with the OOWF through OOWFtv?

MHJ: Yes

SFJ13: What are your thoughts about the seeming implosion of The Five?

MHJ: I have no comment on that

SFJ13: But…….

MHJ: I said, I have no comment on that.

<a tense silence passes between them>

SFJ13: Fine. What are your thoughts on Alexander Darling? He took everything you had, and you still couldn’t put him away for good.

MHJ: If Alexander Darling, or anyone else for that matter, thinks I am about to give him one ounce of respect, they are sadly mistaken.

SFJ13: But you said you were going to…..

MHJ: I know what I said. Let me ask you this. Was the Grand Canyon formed in a day?

SFJ13: Well, no, but……

MHJ: No, it was not. It took millions of years for water and wind to erode it down into the canyon it is now. The rock resists, but the air and water are persistent, they are unrelenting. The rock can’t fight it forever, and slowly, it is eroded away. Slowly the rock loses its battle against the inevitable. It can fight it all it wants, it will never win. It is the same with Little Alex. I may not have ended him this time, but he is not the same. He has admitted as much. If it takes me a lifetime of wearing him away, bit by bit by bit, I will do it. Alexander Darling can’t stop me, all he can do is fight the inevitable, but in the end, I will win.

SFJ13: So, this means you are going after him again once you are both out of the hospital?

MHJ: I haven’t decided that yet. I may go after him again, I get a tremendous amount of pleasure out of hearing him scream and making him bleed, but I think there is something I might enjoy even more.

SFJ13: And that is?

MHJ: Watching him suffer. Watching him age. You know, Darling reminds me a lot of someone else. Back in the early 1980’s there was a hotshot young wrestler, “Wildfire” Tommy Rich. Everyone though he was the next great thing. He won the NWA world heavyweight title and everyone thought he was going to dominate for a long, long time. But then he ran into Buzz Sawyer. Their feud was epic. Blood, hatred and destruction. It all culminated in the “Last Battle of Atlanta” in 1983, a legendary match that finally ended their feud. Rich won the match, but he was never the same again. It took so much out of him, he lost a step, he couldn’t keep up with the young guys anymore. He hung around, but he was never the same, he was no longer a main eventer, he toiled in the mid-card, clinging to a career that was essentially over. His days in the big time spot light were over.

SFJ13: Some would say the feud also took a toll on Buzz Sawyer as well

MHJ: I knew Buzz Sawyer a little. I was hanging around the indy feds in Detroit and he came to town once. I told him I had followed his career and thought what he had done to Rich was awesome. I asked him if he regretted any of it, he looked at me and grinned, and said not a bit of it. It was worth every second, every drop of blood, every painful injury, he would do it again in a second. He died later that year, but I will always remember that. See, there are some wrestlers, like Darling, that are all about the glory. They are all about the spotlight. They want to be the best, they want the fans to cheer their name, they want their fellow wrestlers to shower them with compliments. They are insecure, they NEED that adulation, whether they will admit that or not.

SFJ13: And you don’t need that?

MHJ: I don’t need the fans cheers. I don’t care about the spotlight. I never set out to be the Grand Slam champion, that just sort of happened. I said this when I started in the OOWF, and whether he wants to admit it or not, this is why Ecosystem brought me in, I am here to make people suffer. I am here to keep people from achieving their goals. Hardbody Harris was one of those people that needed the cheers. He needed the spotlight, and he needed the title. I took it from him, not because I wanted it, but because I didn’t want him to have it. It’s no different with Darling. He has nothing I want, but I want to keep him from having the praise that he craves so badly. I want to keep him from that spotlight that he needs. And when your opponent has nothing to lose, and you stand to lose everything, you can’t win. Not in the long run.

SFJ13: You mentioned Ecosystem, what is your opinion of his group DEVILS, he seems to have made quite the impact on the OOWF in a short time, and he seems to have targeted Fire and her title.

MHJ: <a long pause> Eco and I go back a long way. I have said before, he came to me in Japan and told me he was starting the OOWF, and he wanted me to join. We formed the Establishment, and we had a nice run together. But then Eco got greedy. He wanted it all, but Eco is not a leader. Eco………Eco has big plans, but he gets frustrated too easily. He wants to control everything. He is not content with letting things flow as they should and managing that, he wants everyone to bend to his wishes. That caused some problems between us.

SFJ13: And what are your thoughts on him targeting Firewoman?

MHJ: Fire is the world heavyweight champion. She has a target on her back, and she knows this. I saw what Eco did. There is part of me that is not real happy about it, but there is another part of me that knows that, had the roles been reversed, Fire would have – and has done – the exact same thing.

SFJ13: So……you are not going to stick up for your sister?

MHJ: Don’t put words in my mouth. Fire doesn’t NEED my protection. Fire is the best wrestler in the world right now, she doesn’t NEED anyone’s help in a fair fight. That said, Eco, I suspect you know this, you are treading a very fine line right now. Step carefully my friend. The last time you drew my wrath, you were out of the business for years. Do it again, and DEVILS or not, you may just find yourself out of wrestling for good.

SFJ13: So what are your plans once you return?

MHJ: Simple, I am going to help Stank eliminate Outback Jack and Danny Taylor.

SFJ13: You make it sound pretty simple.

MHJ: What can they do to stop us? Jack is an old pro, and I know him well. He will fight until his last breath. I know this, Stank knows this. You will have to kill him to get him to quit, and we are just fine with that. The weak link is Danny Taylor.

SFJ13: He may be a rookie, but he has an impressive resume, and has had a lot of success since coming to the OOWF

MHJ: <smirking> Another Tommy Rich. Taylor talks a good game. He managed to get into the good graces of Drink and Destroy, but there again, Drink and Destroy are the rock, Stank and I are the water and air. They can resist, but they can’t stop the inevitable. Deep inside, Jack knows it. Jack knows it, but he won’t admit it. Drink and Destroy is dead, he holds on to the corpse of D&D because it is his link to his glory days. Jack……let it go man. Move on. Drink and Destroy is an idea, you have admitted as much. You will never be relevant again as long as you cling to the D&D name. You know better. Taylor is too stupid to know better. The kid thinks this will make his name. He thinks that by standing up with you against Stank that he will make a name for himself. All he is going to do it follow you down the path of irrelevancy. And who knows Jack, maybe he has realized that already. Maybe he will follow you just so far, then leave you for the wolves. Maybe he wakes up and understands that he is in a fight he can’t win. Then what?

<Jack’s cell phone rings and he glances at it and smirks>

MHJ: Been waiting for this. He must have just got to Japan. This interview is over.

<SFJ13 gets up to leave, but the INC lingers for a moment and catches a few seconds of the conversation>

MHJ: Look, I know you are pissed. I don’t blame you. But what if I offered you a chance at some revenge?

<Moose glares at the INC and the door closes and we fade to black>

[BookerShark]

*Davin Moreland is WATCHING~! OOWF-TV in an undisclosed location, and starts to laugh uncontrollably when he sees this...*

Originally posted by mooseheadjack

Taylor talks

[/b] a good game. [/quote]

DM: He must have more head trauma than we originally thought.

*fade*

[BookerShark]

J-P Sparxx walks gingerly into GMtheRick's office with Jewel holding an ice pack on the back of his neck.

J-PS: Yo, what'cha want dude?

theRick: Don't call me dude. I'm your boss.

J-PS: Yeah, that'll happen. What'cha want...BOSS MAN?

theRick: You're new here, so I thought I'd check on you and see how things were going. I see you met, and pissed off LD Williams.

J-PS: Who?

theRick: LD Williams. One of your opponents this week. The man that gave you that Canadian Destroyer?

Jewel: That punk ass crackah...

J-PS: Baby, you know I hate that word.

Jewel: Well dat's what he is.

J-PS: I still don't recall this LD Williams person. Was his name in the bag?

theRick: Play your games all you want Mr. Sparxx. LD Williams is a former World Champion and is not someone to take lightly...

J-PS: I ain't worried about Learnin' Disability Williams. The only thing I'm worried 'bout is does he have papers? When we headin' to 'Zona?

theRick: His papers are in order. We here at the OOWF make sure of that unlike some other promotions.

J-PS: Look, Boss Man, dat was before I got here, so it don't mattah to me. I am The Spark, J-P Sparxx. Learning Disability Williams... he just another one in line...

theRick's about to say something, but J-P interrupts.

J-PS: To get his ass kicked. Then I'm gon' get his ass deported back up there to the snow and shit.

J-P turns to the camera and smiles.

J-PS: KnowwhatI'msayin'?

[BookerShark]

**L.D. Williams walks into Chad Madison’s locker room. Chad jumps to his feet and assumes a defensive position.**

LDW: “Relax, I’m not looking for a fight.”

P: “I saw what you did to Sparxx.”

LDW: “He deserved it.”

P: “True. What do you want?”

LDW: “I’ve never really had a problem with you, or your partner, even though we’ve been on opposite sides of things more often than not.”

P: “And we’ll be on opposite sides again Wednesday night.”

LDW: “Not necessarily.”

P: “Meaning?”

LDW: “I’m after Fulton. I don’t so much care what happens to the Onslaught Title, as long as he doesn’t have it.”

P: “So you’re suggesting we work together.”

LDW: “More that we stay out of each other’s way. If I get the chance to beat you, I will. I expect you’ll do the same. I just don’t want one of them to walk out with the championship because we were too busy fighting each other.”

P: “I’ll think about it, but no promises.”

LDW: “Fair enough.”

**Williams turns to leave, but before he reaches the door Chad speaks.**

P: “When I do win the Onslaught Championship, I expect you to come after it. So I can beat you one-on-one.”

LDW: “I knew there was a reason I liked you.”