MidWeek Mayhem (09/15) Live! From Selkirk, Manitob

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OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Selkirk, Manitoba, Canada

OOWF World Heavyweight Title Triple Threat Match[/u]
Firewoman vs. Matt Folz vs. Ravenna Blue

OOWF No-Disqualification Intercontinental Title Match[/u]
The Dead vs. Poe

OOWF World Tag Team Title Match[/u]
Nothing Happened vs. J-P Sparxx & Chris Evans

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match - Everyone is Banned From Ringside
Chad Madison vs. Stan Fulton

Guaranteed Tag Team Title Shot on the Line - Stips TBA[/u]
Drink & Destroy vs. Moosehead Jack & Stank

Valor vs. DEVILS
LD Williams vs. Bryce Larson
Eric O'Mac vs. Alexander Darling - Stips TBA

Card subject to Manitoba's Wild Kingdom

[BookerShark]

*General Manager the Rick's office*

GMtR is pouring himself a glass of whiskey waiting for the inevitable and here it is as the door flies open and the Darling twins are storming in.

GMtR: Before you two start...my hands are tied. Unless you seriously have a better offer.

Alexis: We told you from the very start, when you hired us...this was NEVER going to happen. So I don't care who tied your hands change it.

GMtR: I don't have...

Alexander: Yes you do. Give me Eric. Give Sparxx a random title shot for all I fucking care.

GMtR: That's not that bad of an idea...I'll have to make some calls.

Alexis: And I'm out. Davin can defend the damn belts by himself for all I care right now. Fuck him and his stupid insanity. Joining Ecosystem and his crusade...I'm tired of dealing with him, so if he wants to do this, he'll do it by himself.

GMtR: But I can't have a tag team title match...

Alexis: I DO NOT CARE. I'm not wrestling with him.

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

<A bit of time passes and Davin Moreland, Alexis Darling, Alexander Darling, Chris Evans, J-P Sparxx and Eric O'Mac are all in the office. The air in the office is tense to say the least>

GMtR: Ok, this is how things are going to go down next week. I have heard the Darlings complaints, and this one time, I am willing to change things. But I will also say this, whether you two like me or not, I don't give a fuck, but I AM the authority around here, and I will be treated as such. I am through giving into demands, from ALL of you, so that stops now.

As far as next week, ok fine. Here's how it is going to happen. Alex, you are out of the tag match. Sparxx, you are teaming with Evans. Eric, you get Alexander Darling in a match, and because that is generally thought of as a pay per view quality match, Eric, you can pick the stips for the match. Just keep it fucking reasonable.

And Lexie, you are part of Nothing Happened. You are one half of the tag team champions. You don't have to like your partner, but you DO have to team with him. You are in the match next week against Evans and Sparxx. End of story.

Now, everyone get the hell out of my office!

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Firewoman has showered after her match and is clearly dressed to go out. As she grabs her keys, Alexis and Alexander come back from Rick's office, still unhappy.

FW: So, did he agree?

LD: Yeah, but he's still a douchebag.

FW: Well, yeah. Okay...see you later.

LD: Later.

AD: Wait....where are you going?

FW: Just a club I heard about...I won't be late....well, I hope I will be but--

AD: What club? Let me get my coat, I'll go with--

FW: Naw, that's okay. It's just the little place that Mountie told me about and--

LD: Why are you here?

FW: Huh?

AD: Lex....

LD: Seriously...you made up with Moose...shouldn't you be hanging out back in the Chamber?

FW: You know...fine. I'm outta--

AD: Nobody is out of anywhere. Lex....Fire can stay here as long as she wants. Fire, I've had a shitty day. I would like to go out and blow off steam, and yes, I'd like to go with you.

FW: Well...I was maybe meeting...you know, fine...whatever...let's go.

AD: C'mon Lex, let's--

FW: Wait, what?

AD: I'll call Ashley and Spencer, and maybe....

Seeing Fire's face, Alexander smiles.

AD: I'm kidding...but c'mon, Lexie? It's like OLD TIMES!

FW: Well...not exactly.

AD: Close though, right? Let's get the limo and go.

Alexander walks out the door, leaving Lexie and Firewoman to stare at each other.

FW: So what is up with you?

LD: You know what is up. You went back on your word.

FW: Of course I did....um..which word is that.

LD: You know.

Alexis walks out. Firewoman sighs, shakes her head and follows

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illiams walking around seeing Matt Folz standing there.

LD (Nodding): Folz.

MF (Sighing,almost resigned): I'm at least going to do you the courtesy of not jumping you from behind.

Folz quickly knocks LD down with a right hand that had a pair of brass kuckles on it. Then proceeds stomp on his arm/shoulder repeatedly before picking up a steel chair and Pilmanizing LD's arm.

MF: My phrase "it's not personal,it's just business?" that has NEVER been truer than it is right now. Personally, I can't stand the guy who hired me,and you're honestly one of my favorite wrestlers in this damn company. But,we can't change who we are. I'm a mercanary, you know it,I know it,this whole company knows it.

Folz takes LD's already (probably) Broken arm and places it in a doorway and proceeds to slam the door as hard as he can on it. At least 10 times.

MF: I'm sure there will be repurcussions, from you, your mother, possibly your stablemates if they still care. I know and accept that I have a target on my back now. And since the guy who hired me didn't ask for confidentiality, I'll tell you that it was Fulton who hired me.

Folz slams the door on LD's arm one more time and walks away as we Fade.

[BookerShark]

<Moose is getting his hand re-bandaged when Stank comes into the medical room>

Sta: They got LD

MHJ: Who?

Sta: Devils

MHJ: Those fucking assholes! I am going to murder Eco.......

Sta: They got him, but they didn't attack him

MHJ: Who did?

Sta: They hired Folz

MHJ: MOTHERFUCKER!

<just then LD is helped in holding his arm. LD is pale with pain and sweating profusely. Moose looks at LD and snarls>

MHJ: Let's go

<as they are walking out, Moose grabs a scalpel from the Doc>

Doc: Hey! You can't take that!

<Moose ignores him and heads down the hall. He palms the scalpel so it isn't too obvious. They round the corner and catch Folz coming down the hall. Folz sees them and drops his bags>

MF: Yep. I knew this was coming. Two on one? Ok, let's do this.

<Folz charges in and catches Stank with a kick to the knee dropping him to one knee. He turns to Moose, and Moose slashes him with the scalpel, tearing his shirt and leaving a bloody cut across his chest. Folz looks down in shock, when he does, Stank gets back to his feet and nearly decapitates him with a clothesline. Stank grabs Folz and DRIVES him into the concrete floor with a powerbomb. Moose gets down on his knee next to Folz and grabs the back of his head. He looks down at Folz with a look of pure maniacal rage in his eyes, he takes the scalpel and puts it on Folz's throat. For the first time, something like fear crosses Folz's eyes>

MHJ: I let it go the first time Folz. I know what you are. We all know what you are. There are lines you should know better than to cross.

<Moose pushes the scalpel against Folz's throat a little harder drawing a trickle of blood. For a second it really looks like Moose is going to slit his throat. Stank shifts nervously. Moose snarls and takes the scalpel and slashes the side of Folz's face, then pulls him to his feet and hammers him with punches to the face. Moose grabs a chair and SLAMS it down on Folz's head, pulls a chain out of his pocket and wraps it around his fist and pummels Folz's face until he is a bloody mess. Stank grabs the chair and brings it down repeatedly on Folz's ribs until he is wheezing and coughing up blood. Stank tosses the dented chair aside and he and Moose head out into the night>

[BookerShark]

*The camera opens to a podium. The shot pans out, and we see The Dead, Stan Fulton, Tyler Vangarde, Dr. Infieri, Bryce Larson and Lauren Phoenix sitting out in the audience. Ecosystem is sitting in a chair to the right of where the speaker would be. Rosie Quinn and Eric O'Mac are sitting to the left. Eric has douchebag mirror glasses on and is, obviously, talking on his phone. Suddenly, the door opens, and photographers come in. Davin Moreland and his wife, Samantha Darling-Moreland walk in hand-in-hand. Davin shakes Eco's hand, gives Rosie a half-hearted hug, and Eric raises his glasses up and shuts his phone as he shakes Davin's hand. Samantha retreats to a chair out in the audience, and the stationary camera focuses on Davin as he shuffles his notes on the podium*

DM: Please be seated.

*Everyone complies*

DM: Hello everyone. Welcome to the press conference. My name is Davin Moreland, and I am your new leader.

*There's lots of grumbling in the crowd, including a "Like Hell" that may have come from Fulton*

DM: Settle down. As I was saying, I am your new leader, and as such, I expected to be treated that way. As you can see, my right hand man, Ecosystem, as well as the Master of Sports Entertainment, Eric O'Mac, are on board with this, as is my Auntie Rosie. My condition for coming here was a simple one. I am to be given complete control of all actions and decisions concerning the stable formerly known as E-DEVILS. We'll get to that later, because this name change will include an attitude change as well. Because, quite frankly, what you've been doing isn't working.

*More grumbling, including a couple "Go Fuck Yourself"s*

DM: In fact, outside of The Dead, who I have seen grow up in this company from his first day, is the only Current Champion among you, besides me; and the gentlemen to my left and right, you are an indistinguishable lot, known mainly for your thuggish behavior and senseless attacks.

SF: Um, Davin? Fuck you. I'm a former Champion. So is Larson.

DM: And what are you doing nowadays besides emptying the catering table every Wednesday?

SF: YOU WILL PAY! MY LAWSUIT IS DIRECTED TOWARD YOU!

DM: If you're smart, you'll drop that senseless lawsuit. You're 461 lbs and growing. When people call you fat, challenge them to a match and kick their ass in the ring. I've seen you win title matches. What you're doing now is quite simply, lazy and unmotivated.

SF: Die. Seriously.

DM: In fact, that's the problem here, and that's why Eco asked me here for this challenge. You may think you're badasses. You may think you're tough, but you're soft, you're lazy, and you're not respected. I WILL change that, but I demand complete and total loyalty.

BL: I will never be loyal to you. Never.

DM: See, THIS is what's great about wrestling. In fact, this is what the greatest thing about wrestling is. You wrestle to win the match. Hello? You WRESTLE to win the MATCH. You don't wrestle to just wrestle. That's the great thing about wrestling: you wrestle to win, and I don't care if you don't have any wins. You go wrestle to win. When you start tellin' me it doesn't matter, then retire. Get out! Cause it matters.

DM: If you're not going to buy into my leadership, there's the fucking door. Get. Out. You're not wanted here. There will be no repercussion...no hard feelings, and no consequences for leaving. If you think you can do this without our leadership up on this stage, then by all means, feel free to try somewhere else, or on your own. Quite frankly, I don't care. I don't care if ALL of you leave, because I know goddamned well that Eco, Eric and Davin Moreland are formidable enough to win championships in the OOWF, and everyone in those other locker rooms know that.

DM: I meant what I said to Eco last night. I am here to save Juni from himself. He's allowed the inmates, that would be you, to run the asylum. Those days are over, kids. If you choose to stay, you will do what you're told to do without exception. Davin Moreland's word is the law. If that's not ok, then again, get out. You will not be missed.

DM: Here is the program you will follow. As of today, we enter a new era in OOWF. This group of wrestlers is no longer about moral victories. We are no longer about getting in the last shot. We are no longer about having our music played at the end of the segment. We are no longer about getting the best of another stable, or another group of wrestlers.

DM: We are, from today forward, about one thing.

DM: Winning. Championships.

DM: We are not out to prove points. We are not out for retaliation. Today? We win. That's what we do. Ecosystem is an all-time great here in OOWF, but he has lost his way. As a result, you have lost your way. To get back on the right path, you will follow the only 6-Pack Champion in OOWF History, and the leader of the greatest stable in OOWF History. That's Davin Moreland. "But Davin, you're crazy?" That's what you're thinking. That may or may not be true, but the severity of my mental illness has been greatly exaggerated to my own advantage. Juni recognized this, and when he said "The Lines are Still Open", I called, and he answered.

DM: Let me make this absolutely clear. Until I say otherwise, the lines are no longer open. After you decide to stay or leave, this squad is set, and we will stand pat with what we have. Every wrestler in this room is capable of winning a championship, and that's what I damn well expect.

DM: As such, there will be new policies in effect. First and foremost, any retaliation for a backstage attack will be cleared through me first. No member of our group will EVER initiate a backstage attack. Ever. They serve no purpose and only distract us from our ultimate goal.

DM: Secondly, and perhaps just as important, there will be no run-ins initiated unprovoked on matches without my prior approval. If a member of this group is being beat down post-match by a number of other workers, then it will be permissible to run them off. But we will not attack first, ever. If an opponent has several people out ringside, that is not an excuse for our interference. We will carry ourselves as champions, and expect everyone else here to be able to handle a little adversity. That's what champions do.

DM: Third, I demand complete and total loyalty. I am your leader, and will be respected as such. If your goal is not to be a champion, get the fuck out. If your goal is not to win, then get the fuck out. If your goal is to do something detrimental to any other member of the group, then get the fuck out. There will be times when we face each other in matches. We will treat these matches like any other match, and we will still be comrades-in-arms after the match reaches its conclusion.

DM: I would like, at this time, to clear up some questions you may have. Let me start with the question of my Tag Team Champion Partner, the first female Tag Team Champion in this company's history, Alexis Darling. In order to avoid any interference in my plans with Juni, I was unable to share them with my partner. There are too many conversations that would have taken place with the wrong people in order to accomplish this goal. At this time, she is not a member of this group, but she is welcome to join us at any time. I have never wrestled with a finer partner, and I know she is as committed to championships as I am. As of now, I still consider her my partner. If she does decide to join us, you all will treat her with the respect she deserves.

DM: My brother, Chad Madison, and my other brother, Zane Meyers, are also welcome to join us at any time. There are no two men more committed to winning than those two, and you all should consider yourselves lucky if they grace us with their presence. You all can learn how to be winners just by being around them.

DM: Let me close with this. I have had personal beefs with several of you, and several of you have personal beefs with me. Those days are over. Today, the slate will be wiped clean, and we will all be driving to our common goal. Winning. Championships. My door is always open, and I will always allow discussion and venting if need be. But make no mistake. Davin Moreland is your leader, and all of my decisions are final. Samantha is my wife, and her words will carry the same weight as mine. If I ask Juni or Eric to give you instructions, consider them coming from my mouth. That is the way things are. If you don't like it? Feel free to get the fuck out. We do not need your negativity or personal agendas to distract us.

DM: One more thing, as of today, we are not Devils, or E-Devils, or DVD Devils, or Deviled Eggs or Deviled Ham. There is a new direction in this stable, and our new name will reflect that. As of today, this stable is about winning championships; and the entire OOWF will know that we are not jokes, and that this stable...DELIVERS.

*Davin pulls a cord, and a curtain falls to display "DELIVERS" on the top of a set of the three rules*

DM: I'd like your decisions by the next Mayhem. The lines aren't open, but our ears are, and all requests will be taken under advisement. Good day.

*Davin takes Samantha by the hand and they leave, followed by Eco, Eric and Rosie. Everyone else sort of looks at each other with blank expressions*

*fade*

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[The Dead is listening to Davin's speech.]

DM: We are, from today forward, about one thing.

DM: Winning. Championships.

Dead: Fuck. Yes.

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Eco: Hey, great speech, leader-champ.

Davin: Thanks Juni.

Eco: Also, I think I left something back there. Be right back.

(Eco doubles back to the locker room.)

Fulton: WHAT THE HELL?

Eco: Now hold on a second--

Vangarde: DAVIN FUCKING MORELAND?

Larson: As a LEADER of something?

Eco: So can you hear me out--

Infieri: I am disinclined to.

Dead: Fine.

(Dead looks to everyone. They become quiet, and Eco takes the floor.)

Eco: Okay. So here's the deal.

The Five is dead or dying. The established order of this company is breaking down. That's great news and in part due to us.

So the question is--do we burn it down, or do we consolidate and rule?

Davin tried to convince me the latter might make more sense. That if we wish to heal this company, the best thing we can be is an unparalleled, benevolent force.

Fulton: Pretty words. Who died and made him leader?

Eco: (shrugs) Look, it's his style. He and Eric are egotistical, I won't deny it. I don't expect you to listen to him because he has some special authority. I'm asking you as a partner to listen to him--to a point--because I think he's looking in the right direction. He wants us to go after championships? I expect nothing less. He wants us to not attack first? We don't need to anymore. He wants us to let him know when we're going after someone? Fine by me--we should be clearing every collective action of this group by all its members.

I refuse to let any man lead me, as should you. But I am willing to take direction, correction and focus.

If you want to walk, of course you can. But I don't think you need to.

(There is a long pause.)

Eco: Lauren?

Lauren: In.

Eco: Infieri?

Infieri: (sighs) I'm in.

Eco: Dead?

Dead: Look, you know why I'm here. We're here to be the agents of change. If Davin is serious about that--and isn't just here to make it about Davin and Eric--I'll be on board.

Eco: Fair enough. Vangarde?

Vangarde: If you think I'm taking instruction from Eric O'Mac--

Eco: (waves hand) You're not. Davin says we both speak for him? I say you're absolved from listening to Eric. You two have too much history for his advice to be objective for now. But will you stand by me as a partner?

Vangarde: I always have. We'll work out what that entails.

Eco: Larson?

Larson: I stand with you. I have no loyalty to Davin. We will talk.

Eco: Fulton?

Fulton: I hate that guy. A lot.

Eco: ...so we'll talk.

Look, this has been a crazy week. Can I buy you all Dunkin' Donuts or something?

(All flash their angry eyes.)

Eco: Burger King! I meant Burger King!

FADE

[BookerShark]

*Stank and Moose are walking into the night.*

Stank - You know I had a whole promo prepared to get back at Folz.

MHJ - Oh yeah? How did that work out for you?

Stank - It was a thing of beauty... but yours works out as well.

MHJ - Maybe you can use it later... make a cast change... insert Drink & Destroy?

Stank - Nah... that one was special for Folz. Besides it's that time of night when the OO Forums runs reaaaaaaal slooooow and drives one to just give up waiting for that post reply function to work.

MHJ - It'll probably be morning by the time you're ready to post again anyway.

*At this point, Kayfabe appears out of the darkness and steps in stride next to Moose and Stank. Moose growls at her brandishing a bloody scalpel. Kay yelps at the sight of it and runs off, disappearing into the coming dawn.*

MHJ - Can't even have a decent conversation without her showing up.

Stank - Hey look at that. It's daylight. Doesn't feel like we've been walking all night.

MHJ -Where the Hell are we?

Stank - Still in Canada. You wanna turn around?

MHJ - Might as well.

*Moose and Stank do an about face.*

Stank - So I want to ask you something.

MHJ - Shoot.

Stank - You looked like you were about to kill Folz.

MHJ -

Stank - Have you ever actually killed a man, Moose? I mean killed him and he don't come back.

*Moose scowls and looks down at the scalpel now crusted with Folz's dried blood.*

Stank - I have.

*Moose stops in his tracks. Stank stops as well. Moose looks up at Stank a bit surprised.*

Stank - My father.

MHJ - ?

Stank - What? You think the Quinns are the ONLY ones around here with daddy issues?

MHJ - I'm just... surprised, that's all.

Stank - It was self defense. He was beating my mom. I jumped at him. He grabbed a knife and stabbed me in the chest. Wasn't enough...

MHJ -

Stank - He kept coming at me. Knocked me to the floor. I nearly went unconscious, but held on long enough to pull the knife from my chest and jam it in his throat... I watched him bleed out on the floor.

MHJ -

Stank - I was 12. Jared was 7, and my mom was pregnant with Simone at the time.

MHJ - Why are you telling me this?

Stank - I fucking hated my father... He smacked me around a little, but... he beat the shit out of my mom. I would have done something about it sooner, but for two things.

MHJ - What.

Stank - I was scared to death of my father, and two... I didn't want to break my brother's heart. He idolized my father... James... James never hit Jared... *sigh*... That last beating James gave to my mom was one too many. I snapped... I went after him... and he died... I killed him... ... ... I'm telling you this because... when I saw you put that scalpel to Folz's throat... ...

MHJ - I didn't kill him.

Stank - I know. The thing is... killing a man... whether self defense or not... it changes you. Me? It made me into who I am today. A murderer...? I don't know. I ask myself that a lot. My dad deserved to die. My mom was pregnant with my sister... and he still beat my mom into a bloodied, broken, unrecognizible mess. Does the fact that I stopped him make me a murderer? Does it matter that he stabbed me? Does it matter that I was 12 years old? The question... it consumes me. I'm not proud of what I did. But I ain't sorry.

MHJ -

Stank - I don't know, Moose. It's just... when I saw you put that knife to Folz's throat it brought back memories I try hard to keep buried. I've crossed that line. It's damn hard trying to get back.

MHJ -

Stank - Forget it. I'm just... forget it.

MHJ - It's a little early but, let's go have a drink.

Stank - Yep.

Fade

[BookerShark]

*Davin, Samantha, Ecosystem and Eric O'Mac are all sitting in a relatively small room. This isn't regular ninja-cam. This is the non-kayfabe weird video quality TNA Ninja-cam*

DM: Well, I think that went well.

Eco: Sure did, D.

DM: You can cut the crap now, Juni.

Eco: Ok, fine, listen. They are none too happy about your, uh, aggressive approach in there.

DM: Except Dead.

Eco: But you knew that.

DM: Kid's got promise.

Eco: I mean, some people are concerned about Eric being in a leadership position...

DM: Hey, E! They're concerned.

*Eric takes this opportunity to get off his phone that he's been chatting on*

EOM: Uh...what was that, Davin? By the way, fun to work with you again.

DM: Never mind, E. Not important. *Eric gets back on his phone* Have I made my point?

Eco: It's tough to argue with that logic.

DM: Now, everything else I said, I meant. Samantha speaks for me. If they don't like that, they can leave.

Eco: But I don't WANT anyone to leave.

DM: Well, I don't want it to snow in February, but it does anyway. They've got to be on board and committed, or else they're a distraction. You are familiar with Bill Belichick, are you not?

*Eco nods*

DM: When you get time, read "The Education of a Coach" by David Halberstam. It will give you some insight as to what I'm trying to do here. You want to win and be relevant, everyone needs to be on the same page. No more freelancing. No more individual decisions that might be detrimental to another of us.

Eco: So did you mean it when you said you're the leader?

DM: As far as they know. I'm the mouthpiece and I will provide guidance and direction. Does that make me a leader? I'll leave that to others to decide.

Eco: But that goes against what we're about...

DM: What you WERE about, Juni. You made it known that "You are not a joke" recently, did you not? In order to not be a joke, you need credibility. Being like every half-ass heel stable in the history of heel stables does not lend itself to credibility. I've followed a strange and different path, Junichiro - but I also on the Grand Slam faster than anyone else in the history of the company. I'm still the only 3-Time World Heavyweight Champion in this company's history. The opponent across the ring from me might think I'm strange, or different, or out of my damned mind; but they know when the bell rings, "Davin Moreland is not a joke". We decided together that you wanted me to help you reach that goal. In short, I know what the fuck I'm doing.

Eco: But what about -

DM: I'm not going to kiss anyone's ass to stay here. Not even you. If anyone has a problem with me, or with our new direction, there's the door. I meant what I said. No repercussions. No retaliations. But neither will I massage egos. I'm not trying to make friends, here. If you want to be goofy, fun-time, joke heel - by all means, feel free. I ask you though, if that's the case, to get off the train. *Davin stands up to leave* Your stop's coming up, Juni. This train's the Express to Credibilityville in OOWF History Books City. Are you going to be there when we all get off? Later E.

*Eric gets off his phone for a second*

EOM: Oh hey Davin. By the way, fun to work with you again.

DM: Yeah.

*Davin shrugs and takes Samantha by the hand as they both leave*

*fade*

[BookerShark]

*Moreland Locker Room*

Davin and Samantha are finally alone and Samantha quickly disengages her hand from Davin's.

Davin: Before...

Samantha: You shut up. I'll play the loving wife role and see how this plays out, but you don't get to try and placate me. You are an asshole.

Davin: It's all part of a bigger...

Samantha: I don't care what it's part of. You lied to me and you lied to your partner, my sister. It may be forgiven in time, but right now...I'm going to see how my sister is and you can kindly deal with your new friends. I'll see you later.

Samantha walks away from Davin and heads out the door.

Davin: Sam....

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

*Camera fades back in. Samantha is asleep in a chair...holding a snow globe. Davin comes in*

DM: Honey? Honey...you're gonna miss your conference call with Columbi....why are you holding that snow globe?

SDM: Huh? *wakes up* Oh, uh...I dunno. I was having the strangest dream. I dreamt I was yelling at you.

DM: Did I do something wrong?

SDM: I thought you did, I guess. I said you lied to me and lied to your partner. Except, you didn't lie to me. The whole reason we did this was to be partners.

DM: That's right. Listen, why don't you have someone give that snow globe to your brother. I hear he loves those.

SDM: Good idea. Shit, do you have my ledgers?

DM: They're already by the phone.

SDM: Thanks.

*fade*

[BookerShark]

(Moosehead Jack is dancing in a field of lillies, when he encounters Alex Darling.)

MHJ: Avast! Thy impudent soul, be prepared to cast down thy life!

Alex: Hark! By the scepter of the Holy One, thou shalt not pass!

(Moosehead Jack and Alex Darling have a thumb war, at which point Jason comes up and slashes off their wrists.)



Jack/Darling: AHH FUCK!

Jason: NOW KISS AND MAKE UP!

(Jack and Darling stare down at their bloody stumps...and push them together. They then hold their other hands and move closer...moving into a long passionate kiss....)

(Cut to Firewoman waking up in a car.)

Fire: Gods, my psyche is playing tricks on me. Lucky, where are we headed.

Super Mario: I'M NOT-A THE LUCKY!



Fire: Pull the fuck over.

SM: But we-a going--

Fire: PULL THE FUCK OVER!

(Mario obliges.)

Fire: I've waited so long for a chance--

(Firewoman jumps on Super Mario, straddling him.)

SM: MAMA MIA!

(Cut to JP Sparxx waking up.)

JP: Man. Dat some weird shit, knowwhatimsayin?

Awesome Kong: (rolling over) I know what you're sayin', honey.



JP: ....Jewel, baby, I hope you don't mind. All right, git' er done.

(JP is about to really get into it with Awesome Kong...

...when DDT wakes up.)

DVD: You were snoring there, big man. What were you dreaming about?

(DDT says nothing. Only one tear falls.)

[BookerShark]

**L.D. Williams, arm in a sling, catches up to Stank and Moosehead Jack.**

S: “How’s the arm?”

LDW: “Screwed.”

MHJ: “Gonna be ready for Wednesday?”

**Williams looks at Moose and raises an eyebrow.**

MHJ: Never mind. Stupid question.”

LDW: “I see you caught up with Folz.”

S: “We left some for you.”

LDW: “Don’t want any.”

MHJ: “-”

S: “-”

LDW: “There’s three reasons Folz did what he did. One, to prove he’s not afraid of us. We already knew that. Two, money. He put Fulton’s cash above the respect he has for me. That tells me I was right about him in the first place. I stopped doing what he does ‘cause I realized money isn’t everything.”

S: “And the third reason?”

LDW: “To be the man who took out L.D. Williams. Ready-made reputation. I go after him, make him famous, I’m giving him exactly what he wants. He comes out ahead. You made the point, so I’ll let him be - for now. Let’s see if Fulton pays him enough to try it again.”

MHJ: “You know Fulton’s after the same damn thing.”

LDW: “Yep, but Fulton’s going to get what he wants. I’ll make him famous…for the few brief seconds he’s still breathing.”

**Williams turns and looks at Stank.**

LDW: “I have…and it wasn’t self defense.”

S: “Wasn’t going to ask.”

MHJ: “How’s your sister?”

LDW: “Not happy. They still haven’t told her anything.”

S: “Those pictures weren’t that bad…”

<fade>

[BookerShark]

Fire wanders up to where Stank, Moose, and LD are having their conversation. She grabs coffee from catering and pulls up a chair.

FW: Boys.

LDW: Fire.

Stank: Fire.

MHJ: Where the fuck were you? Did you see what happened--

FW: If you must know, I was out celebrating, and just got back. Besides, it looks like you and Stank took care of it. I'm disappointed in you, Moose. You pulled back.

MHJ: Don't start.

Stank: Fire have *you* ever.....

Fire shoots him a look

Stank: Okay...that was probably a stupid question.

FW: It was.

LDW: So....uh....how's married life treating you?

Moose punches LD in the arm, but with his bad hand. Both he and LD cringe a little.

FW: One more week, then you can't make that joke. Okay, who wants to ride in my pretty car to the next town? Lucky has to fly somewhere else first to take care of the annulment paperwork personally, so it doesn't get fucked up again.

Stank: I'm too big to fit in that car.

MHJ: I believe you know my feelings on that subject.

LDW: I would, but I'm going to sneak some time to visit Ma.

FW: How's she doing?

LDW: She'll be back sooner rather than later.

FW: Good.

MHJ: Do you not even CARE what happened to LD?

FW: Don't be silly. Do you even CARE who I'm facing next week?

MHJ: I figured it's a rematch with Ravenna since it was a time limit.

FW: Well, yeah...Firewoman...Ravenna.....and Matt Folz.

One by one the men around the table start to smile as Firewoman smiles while she sips her coffee.

MHJ: Well...maybe I should pay a visit to Ms. Blue.

FW: Maybe you should. Okay...If you all won't ride with me, I'll see if Alex....uh...someone else will.

Firewoman leaves while Moose fumes.

LDW: You know, Moose. We're headed to Manitoba.

MHJ: So?

Stank: Oooooooh....and I believe we'll be near Winnepeg.

MHJ: So?

LDW: So, you idiot....what WWE wrestler that we all know really really well is from Winnepeg?

MHJ: Probably half a dozen or so who.....OOOOOOoooooh....

Stank: Exactly.

MHJ: Huh....looks like I have TWO calls to make.

[BookerShark]

<Three of the Five are still sitting there, silence falls over them for a moment>

MHJ: I haven't

<the rest look at him, somewhat surprised>

MHJ: Not from lack of want. Growing up, I dished out some severe beatings, but there was always someone there to stop me. Maybe that was fortunate for me, I don't know. I had the same issues with my father <Moose practically spits his name out>

MHJ: One thing though, Stank, you didn't want to do what he did. Fire did what she did because it was business. LD, did you want to do what you did?

LD: Not especially, just sort of happened

MHJ: That's just it. You remember when I said I would kill Darling?

<LD and Stank nod>

MHJ: I wasn't kidding. I wanted him dead. I had the chance too. At the end of the match, I could have done it. The only thing holding me back was........Fire

<the others look at him in surprise>

MHJ: Fire said something that stuck, she said if I did kill Darling, I would be put away. At the very worst, I would be exiled from wrestling, and without.......this........I would end up in prison eventually anyway, or worse. But I wanted to do it. When I had that scalpel at Folz's throat, I wanted to do it. But the voice. The voice keeps telling me not to. One day, I will learn to ignore him, but he taunts me. He tells me to do it, he reminds me of what Darling is, he reminds me that Folz is still out there, after doing what he did, he tells me he, they, have to be dealt with, then he makes me stop. One day though, I will learn not to listen.

<Moose turns and walks off as he is saying the last few words, then yells back at Stank>

MHJ: Who knows Stank, maybe that day will be next week

<Stank and LD watch Moose go, then look at one another and shake their heads>

[BookerShark]

(In the hospital room of Wrath are the members of Valor.)

Evans: So there are some other bastards we need to get a hold of after we take out the Devil's Brood once and for all.

Tytan: It's not that easy. It's not going to end like that.

Ravenna: So, how do you suppose that it ends.

Tytan : I gave Eco the challenge he now has to accept it.

Wrath: (Whispering) Why do you think it has to be that way.

Tytan: There is no other choice. It is what I am suppose to do.

Ravenna: What makes you decide that is how it has to end?

Tytan: None of you understand. This is the way the cards tell the tale. There has to be the showdown of good and evil. The 5 has imploded and that means that the only thing left is to finish the Devils and there is already blood in the water.

Ravenna: You are still not answering the question, how is it that you have decided that this is the way it is suppose to be.

Tytan: You won't understand.

Ravenna: What?

Tytan: You won't understand that I was given a vision and it was me destroying the Devil and sending him straight back to Hell.

(Everyone stops and looks at Tytan)

Evans: Damn, now you have been drinking in the Crazy fountain too.

Wrath: You sound just as bad Eco.

Tytan: Maybe. But I also know what has to be done to destroy him and maybe that meant that I had to become the Light's version of him.

Ravenna: Maybe you just need to take a rest. You have been working a little to much lately.

Tytan: I don't know. (Starting to head out.) I need some time to think. Wrath you better be good to go at Mayhem.

(Wrath gives Tytan the thumbs up and Tytan leaves.)

[BookerShark]

<Ravenna watches Tytan as he leaves. Looking to Chris after Tytan is gone.>

RB: What in the hell do you think that was about?

CE: I think he drank the kool-aid.

RB: He did just sound like Eco, didn't he?

CE: Uh, yeah. That's why I said that. <he pauses> Rav, are you here right now or do you still have mud in your ears?

RB: <not finding it amusing>Yes. I'm just...I can't watch as Tytan turns into an Eco clone, or worse....we're gonna need to talk later, you and I. Okay Chris.

CE: Um yeah. What are you gonna do?

RB: I can't just stand here as another person I care about loses their mind to this company. <she looks to Wrath who is just watching the two.> He's your partner, right?

W: Yeah. What of it?

RB: Is he dangerous?

W: Have you looked around this place? We're all dangerous.

RB: Fair. He just needs someone. Get better, okay?

W: Yeah. Good luck then.

<Ravenna heads out of Wrath's hospital room after Tytan, who she catches up to not too far from the locker room>

RB: Hey Tytan, can I walk with you a sec?

Tytan: Huh? Oh sure. What's up?

RB: I'm worried about you, hun. Since when did you start getting "visions"?

Tytan: Why are you asking?

RB: I'm worried.

Tytan: Why? I've never seen things clearer than I do now.

RB: But I don't understand. What do you need to do to kill the proverbial devil?

<Tytan stops and looks at her, his expression is deadly serious.>

Tytan: Who says there it's a metaphor?

RB: Tytan, what are you talking about?

Tytan: There's only one way this can end. OOWF needs saved.

RB: Tytan, you aren't serious? This doesn't need to happen. Eco already lost himself trying to "save" everyone. I can't stand by and watch another person I care about go down the same path.

Tytan: I appreciate your concern, but this is bigger than you, it's bigger than even me and Ecosystem.

<Ravenna reaches out to put her hands on his shoulders and look at him squarely in the face.>

RB: Look, I think you should take a couple of weeks off. Ask Rick if you can be put on a special project or something.

Tytan: I'm not backing down or retiring. Not when Valor is this close to being victorious.

RB: You mean when you are this close.

Tytan: I don't get it, isn't this what we all wanted?

RB: What, more violence? No. Definitely no. And I didn't sign up to Valor to watch you go down with the ship either. We're supposed to be here for each other, remember?

Tytan: Then I'll see you ringside when we win our title matches.

RB: Tytan, I won't let you follow this into total insanity.

Tytan: You don't get it Ravenna. <He removes her hands from his shoulders, stepping up to her close.> This is the most clear I've felt. I know my purpose. I will fight evil. Then we can go back to our lives.

RB: <pleads> Tytan, you're losing your shit. You need to talk to a doctor before you end up like Eco.

Tytan: Maybe I am a little, like I told the others, I had to become him a little to learn how to defeat him.

RB: You mean completely unhinged?

Tytan: I'm not nuts.

RB: That's what Crete kept saying.

<Almost on instinct, Tytan reaches back and slaps Ravenna with an open palm. Immediately, he looks mortified.>

Tytan: Fuck...I'm sorry. I....just. I'm notCrete.

RB: <trying not to register the slap, despite the white hot mark on her cheek turning red.> Tytan, I'm telling you now. I care about you too much to let you spiral into shit like Eco did. Please....let me help you.

Tytan: I need to be alone right now. Please don't follow me again.

<He moves past her and back down the hall, shoulders hanging a little lower than before.>

RB: I'm sorry Tytan...I just want to help.<She calls after him He doesn't respond>

RB: Damnit.

<fade>

[BookerShark]

*Fade in* to Bryce Larson, sitting with Ecosystem.

BL: [Looks at camera men.] Those fuckers are everywhere, aren't they.

Eco: Yes, unfortunately. But our revolution needs to be transparent.

BL: Transparent? Then how come the members of this [fingerquotes!] “organization” [/fingerquotes!] find out everything when the fans do?! Eric O’Mac I could deal with. But I mean seriously, Momma Quinn? And now Davin fuckin’ Moreland? I’m out Juni. I’m out.

Eco: You can’t leave. You’re committed to the cause! Remember the hospital stay? The phone calls?

BL: Sure do. That’s why we’re sitting here right now.

Eco: Then you can’t leave. It’s that simple.

BL: I believe our [fingerquotes!] “leader” [/fingerquotes!] said if you want out, there’s the door. I’d like to use the door.

Bryce gets up to leave, but looks back at Ecosystem.

Eco: Wait. Bryce, wait! For me, wait.

Bryce takes a longer look back at Ecosystem, then takes a different seat at the table, the one closest to the door.

Eco: ...

BL: Well?

Eco: Listen, why did you join me to begin with?

BL: To change the face of the OOWF…forever. To rid this company of the true evil that lived underneath it all. The politics, the infighting, the corrupt leadership. All of it needed to crumble.

Eco: Why have you lost sight of that?

BL: I've lost sight of that? What version of OOWF-TV are you watching? I may not be as well educated as you Muyo, but I’m pretty damn sure that Momma Quinn, Eric O’Mac and Davin Moreland equal politics, infighting and corrupt leadership. If anyone has lost sight if that, it’s you!

Eco: Trust me. I know what I’m doing Bryce. We’ve ended The Five. Valor isn’t far behind. This is for the best.

BL: ...

Eco: I can tell that you’re thinking...contemplating. And that you know what I’m saying is true.

BL: I know nothing at this point. I know that I am a competitor. I want to win championships. And that I am my own man. You were letting me be that. Davin? Hell, those who are close to him don’t even think this is right.

Eco: Bryce...

BL: I need some time. I have a match to prepare for--against one of the toughest opponents around here...

And I need to make some calls.

Eco: Make some calls?

Bryce gets up to leave, this time doesn’t look back.

*Fade out*

[BookerShark]

PAN to The Crusher Stan Fulton . . . ~~OMG! WALKING!~~ up to the table Bryce Larson just left. He pats Eco on the shoulder and sits down next to him.

SF: “You sure have a way of dividing people, my friend.”

Eco: “It’s not what I wanted. I truly feel this is the way to save the OOWF.”

SF: “I can respect that. However, not everyone in our group has all the facts. Only Davin does. I doubt you know everything he’s planning.”

Eco: . . .

SF: “You know how I feel about Davin. His comments, backstage to others, during his promos and to me, are one of the reasons I came to you regarding this lawsuit. Now he says I have to drop it. You don’t just drop a lawsuit without repercussions. You know that; I know that. I suppose deep down Davin knows that.

“However, if this truly meant a better way to win championships I’d be on board. I’m not certain that it’s the best way though. My short time in this company shows that the backstage pummeling goes a long way to getting you that title shot. The in-ring work seems like an afterthought to the GM and the ownership. Heck, Davin’s gimmicks helped him get that Six-Pack of championships. No doubt he’s got a lot of in-ring talent. Is that enough though?"

Eco: “It’s supposed to be. That’s what I’m trying to get us to.”

SF: “Dandy idea. All things being equal that would make a lot of people now more eligible for title shots. The quiet, unassuming talent should have just as much chance as the loud, obnoxious ones. But we all know that’s never going to happen.

“No matter how much you try to save them, they will all turn into barbarians in the end. It’s inevitable. The human race is atrophying. The coddling of the unwilling masses on welfare and government support, the laws put into effect because someone was stupid and some other bozo will be stupid tomorrow. We’re doomed, Eco. The entire race and the planet on top of that too. The planet will recover. Humans will not.”

Fulton sighs and shakes his head.

“DELIVERS he calls us. The only thing we’ll be delivering is more title shots for him and his family. I don’t know a lot of the history of the OOWF, history not being one of my favorite subjects, but I do know this: Davin is only looking out for Davin. And you know what? I’m okay with that. It’s how it should be."

Eco: “You’re making me nervous with this talk, Stan. You’re not considering . . .”

SF: “I’m through considering, Juni. I joined you because I truly thought that you could bring change to this company. But I can see the writing on the wall. There’s no place in Davin’s OOWF for someone like me. Thankfully, I don’t really think he’ll change anything. And if you’re just following him, Juni, you won’t change anything either.

“Hell, DELIVERS could end up being a very awesome stable of wrestlers with Davin as its King and Samantha as its Queen. But that’s all it ever will be. You’re going to end up the Court Jester, Juni, if you’re not careful.

“I hope we can still be friends. But I was made more than one offer before I joined DEVILS. And I’m too much of a loose cannon to fall in line behind King Davin and his band of merry men. And there’s another group under fire from The Five that could probably use my help if they still want it."

Eco: “I’m sorry it didn’t work out, Stan. I truly am. But you have to know if you’re not part of our solution, you’re part of the problem.”

SF: “I know, Juni. I know. And I’m truly sorry that we’ll be on opposite sides from now on. I wish you well. Tell The Dead that I’d still like a shot at his IC title if he doesn’t mind.”

At this, Fulton and Eco both stand and shake hands.

SF: “Itterashai, Juni.”

Eco: “Goodbye, Stan.”

FADE

[BookerShark]

*Moonbeam signals for a ninjacam to follow her, and she finds Davin and Samantha, going over a few details*

SFJ420: Dude, like...can we talk or whatever?

DM: Of course, kiddo. What's up?

SFJ420: First, what's going on?

DM: I've not only been clear, but I've been verbose about it. All my words are right there in black and white. Davin Moreland may be part of the "established" guard here in the OOWF, but people need to remember, I'm not part of the "establishment". Hell, Eco was in a stable with that name, but no one calls my right hand man on that. It's just ridiculous misunderstandings like that, myths repeated ad nauseum by those who wish me harm or are insanely jealous of my success. Davin Moreland was never handed a goddamned thing. I worked for everything I've ever had, and it's because of my specific skillset that I am able to impart my wisdom upon others.

DM: Since I've become the fastest to achieve the Grand Slam, I feel I've reached a point in my career where it feels natural to fill this place in the company. Leader. Advisor. Teacher. Making the OOWF an opportunity for anyone who puts in the work to succeed, regardless of how many connections or friends in high places you have. This is how Davin Moreland will save the OOWF. Get on the train now, before it blows by your stop.

SFJ420: So far, Stan Fulton and Bryce Larson have shown, like, uh, re-...re-...

DM: Reluctance?

SF420: Yeah, that's it. Reluctance to follow the rules you laid out. I don't think they like you.

DM: They don't have to like me. I don't expect them to. I've said some nasty things about Fulton. That was an attempt to raise his game to a higher level. I'm concerned about his reaction to it. Rather than proving me wrong, he filed a lawsuit. That's disconcerting and sad. He's better than that.

SFJ420: And Larson?

DM: Bryce Larson is one of the best pure wrestlers I have ever faced in any company. I will put him in the same company as LD Williams, Chris Evans and The Dead when it comes to that. He doesn't like me because I pulled some mindfuck shit with him...and guess what? I STILL put him over. I didn't have to, but that's what I do. Davin Moreland is about advancing the true talent in this company, and I've shown, throughout my time here, that THAT is what I do. Again, I'm disappointed he's considering leaving. There is strong potential with both him and Fulton both, and I'm sure they will have some success on their own. They will have a better chance to succeed if they follow my advice and example, but that is entirely their choice.

SFJ420: Rumor has it that your tag partner, Alexis Darling, is unhappy with what has happened.

DM: Alexis Darling, again, is the best tag partner I have ever had. She and I were the driving force behind Run DEA, and she and I simply click with anything we put our minds to, despite our differences. I have told her numerous times that my place in the OOWF is to be a leader and mentor of future champions, and that as soon as I achieve everything I can achieve in this business I'd take the opportunity to prove it to everyone. I couldn't tell her my plans ahead of time, because she'd tell her brother, and he would tell everyone he saw, whether he knew them or not. I wish it could have been different. Again, she is welcome to join us at any time, and it would be an honor to have her aboard.

SFJ420: And as Tag Champs?

DM: She is my partner. She will continue to be my partner. I am proud to have her as a partner. I cannot, nor will I control her actions, but I feel like I've made my feelings for her and her ability quite plain.

SFJ420: You've got a match this Wednesday against the unlikely team of Sparxx and Evans.

DM: We do, and dammit, this match, on paper, should tear the fucking house down. Evans and Sparxx are two of the rising stars in this company, and have a bright future. It should be a good one!

SFJ420: That's weak.

DM: It's also true.

SFJ420: Fine. Alexander Darling has been stomping around here like a girl who had her dolly stolen for the last few days. Comment?

DM: Alexander Darling is my brother-in-law. He's my tag partner's twin brother. He is my family. Nothing will ever change that. That said, he can go fuck himself for all I care. He's not interested in my reasoning or my goals. He's just like Moosehead Jack. They make an irrational snap judgment on every situation - and no explanation will ever be good enough. I will do anything for my family; but I'm not going to kiss his ass either. Alexander Darling is part of the problem, not part of the solution.

SFJ420: Interesting you, like, bring that up, man. Eco has been saying one thing to your face, and saying another thing entirely who has expressed any displeasure with your approach.

DM: Expected. Ecosystem is a very complicated man. We share a common goal. Save the OOWF before it's too late. His first instinct is to destroy, and mine is to create. He has insecurities that require him to make everyone like him, which is why he's virtually begging people to stay. I hold no such insecurities. I want winners. If you don't like the steps it takes to become a winner, as laid out by me, then I don't want you. No hard feelings. No repercussions. No long-standing grudges. Just stay out of our way. I hope that soon Juni sees that what I say is true, and my approach is the right one. I expect growing pains, and I expect adjustments. I firmly believe, however, that Juni and I, sharing the same goal, will be big enough for us to co-exist, and walk the same path together as one unit.

SFJ420: There has also been a lot of concern surrounding Eric O' Mac.

DM: Come with me.

*The walk into the next room, Eric O'Mac is on his phone, sporting the mirrored sunglasses*

EOM: Oh, hey Davin! Fun to work with you again.

*Davin closes the door, but The Amnesiac appears out of nowhere, and the door slams his head*

EOM: HA!

DM: Is Eric a backstage politician? He is, and he's one of the best. Unfortunately, it's a skill we all must learn. But Eric saw an opportunity to ride a gravy train and be high-profile for a bit before he decides to disappear again. People have problems with him. Hell, I have problems with him. But I'd rather have him on our side than working against us. *under his breath* I can't believe I ever put that asshole over*

SFJ420: What?

DM: Oh, nothing.

SFJ420: Anything else?

DM: Yes. Again, let me reiterate one more time, and I'll try to be as clear as possible so there are no further understandings. I am here to save Junichiro Muyo from himself. He's lost his way in pursuit of the most important goal there is in this company. The OOWF Establishment must be eliminated. On that, we agree. I know, with every fiber of my being, my approach is the correct one. It will not only be effective, but it will be self-sustaining. Destruction only leads to a vacuum that will be filled by the exact same people we're trying to currently unseat. To coin a phrase: "Trust Me."

SFJ420: That's a little chilling.

DM: It's true, however. The doors are still open. Anyone associated is welcome to leave at anytime up until Mayhem without consequence. I will not guarantee the same after Mayhem. Everyone needs to be on board for this to work. And now if you'll excuse me, I have a match to prepare for.

SFJ420: There you have it, one half of the OOWF World Tag Team Champions, Davin Moreland.

*fade*

[BookerShark]

(It's late at night. Tytan approaches a familiar place a Taco Bell hoping to find someone there.)

(Tytan walking in and seeing him sits down at the table.)

Tytan: When things start getting out of hand you go back to what is familiar.

(The camera pans over to show that it is Eco seating and eating alone.)

Eco: Not now Tytan let me eat in peace.

Tytan: That's just it, any chance for peace is gone.

Eco: What is that suppose to mean?

Tytan: The corporate takeover of the Devils. Eco your loosing control.

Eco: It's seems that it's the pot calling the kettle black now.

Tytan: Point taken. But here's the thing, I know what I am suppose to do. This is the goal that we wanted a long time ago. We wanted to save the OOWF from itself. The only way I could truly understand what that meant was that I had to become the "Light" Version of what you became.

Eco: So you became Crete?

(Tytan shows that he is agitated at the comment.)

Tytan: I am no Crete.

Eco: Maybe you aren't but you heading into that direction.

Tytan: I have more control then you all think I do. I survived Ultimo Inc and the drugs that ran through my system. I survived listening to Poe's drivel when we tag-together. My vision is clear, there is only one thing we have to do and that is face each other in a Buried Alive match.

Eco: You are so sure about this.

Tytan: It's the only way from keeping everything from spinning further out of control then it is heading.

Eco: You have noticed.

Tytan: You are loosing control of what you built, your troops are leaving you all because of a hand shake.

Eco: and Eric.

Tytan: Now, it's time to put it all away and finish it all kill the beast before it grows any worse.

Eco: You still haven't left me.

Tytan: (pauses) Juni, at one time I called you my brother. We balanced each other out, and there was Harmony. That is no longer here.

Eco: You are right so this leaves us at a stand still then.

Tytan: I told you the only way to get through this stale mate is to accept my challenge.

Eco: Then what? What will happen Tytan?

Tytan: Then this will all be over.

(Tytan gets up and walks away.)

He leaves and heads back to the car and pulls out his cell phone.
He leaves a message...

Tytan: Ravenna....
Thanks for trying to help and getting my back
and I am sorry for what I did.
But I know I am the one that needs to destroy the Devil
Then this will be over in due time you will understand.


He hangs up.


FADE

[BookerShark]

*Fade in.*

*We find Eric O'Mac just sitting in his locker room, alone. wearing his mirror shades, when Alexander Darling walks in.*

EOM: I'm sorry, do I know you?

AD: Cut the crap. I'm fucking pissed all to hell and I'm only here because you called me over to talk about the stipulation for our match next week.

EOM: Oh, I'm facing you? That's pretty awesome. A match no one has ever seen before!

AD: I fucking hate you, do you realize that?

EOM: That's not exactly nice. And you're still mad? Jeez, it's been like 4 months.

AD: You don't even know what I'm mad about, do you?

EOM: Not really. You've got all the money in the world and you are a former OOWF World Champion. You seem like you have a lot to be pissed off at.

AD: What's the stipulation? I can feel my IQ dropping the longer I stay in here.

EOM: You would think they wouldn't put me in charge of anything, seeing how things went the last time I was in charge. But Rick's pretty stupid. He'll give me control over the entire company if I stick around long enough.

AD: We both know you're probably out of here by Halloween. The stipulation.

EOM: I've got it! How about a Two-out-of-three falls match!

AD: We've done that already.

EOM: Really?

AD: Yes. It spanned over two shows because we beat the shit out of each other.

EOM: I don't remember that.

AD: It was right before you left the 4th time.

EOM: Oh. That still doesn't help.

AD: So, pick something else.

EOM: Umm...you want to do a debate? My dad says all the wrestling fans are clamoring for more debates in wrestling.

AD: Your dad is a fucking idiot. No, I'm not going to debate you.

EOM: Fine, what do YOU want to do then?

AD: How about a "Eric shows up" match? If you show up, you win. If not, I win.

EOM: That sounds like a match I would lose.

AD: *sighs*

EOM: Do you still have the original PHWF Heavyweight Championship?

AD: Kind of. It's in an urn now. Firewoman burned it.

EOM: Can we fight over that?

AD: I guess.

EOM: Onslaught rules?

AD: If that's what you want.

EOM: So, our pay-per-view quality matchup is for the PHWF Heavyweight Championship Urn in an Onslaught rules match. Good to know.

AD: Now that we've settled that, I'm leaving.

EOM: Nice to see you Alex. Hey, if you see Davin, tell him I said hey.

*Alexander Darling doesn't say anything but is clearly angry when he leaves. A sexy female journalist slips in afterwards.*

SFJ: Hey, Eric. Do you have time to answer a few questions?

EOM: Sure. About what?

SFJ: First of all, your match with Alexander Darling next week.

EOM: I'm facing Alex next week? That's great! I really didn't want to face the guy who can't talk.

SFJ: Um...ok. Can I ask about your recent addition to DEVIL, Davin Moreland?

EOM: Davin's working with us? That'll be great. Nice to work with him for a change.

SFJ: It seems to upset a lot of people in the group.

EOM: Well, I guess so. Davin kind of tells it like it is. People don't like that. I try to keep my mouth shut when it comes to things like that. It's why the rest of the DEVILS like having me around.

SFJ: You realize that nearly everyone in your stable hates you.

EOM: No idea what you are talking about. I mean, if I wanted to be mean, I'd call Tyler Vanguarde a worthless piece of shit.

SFJ: I'm pretty sure you've done that already.

EOM: Oh. Does he know?

SFJ: Yeah. He's pretty upset.

EOM: OK, I'll send him a fruit basket. That usually smooths things over. Just make sure the fat one isn't around.

SFJ: Are you referring to Fulton?

EOM: Yeah, the really fat guy in our stable. Good guy, but he smells and I can never finish a meal around him. Not that I would ever tell him that, you know.

SFJ: Of course...you realize we're filming this, right?

EOM: Can this be edited later?

SFJ: Sure.

EOM: Okay. Edit that out. And you know, the Dr. Infierni guy? I don't like him that much either. He's not even a real doctor. I checked.

SFJ: Are you just sounding off on all of your stable mates?

EOM: No, I'm just saying things that come into my head that I would NEVER say to their face. That's not good policy.

SFJ: While you're at it, what are your feelings on The Dead?

EOM: His promos kill me. Makes sense, he's The Dead. He also is the Intercontinental Champion. You know, if we weren't all about "TEAM UNITY" I would so challenge him for that title.

SFJ: Are you about championships?

EOM: Yes I am. That's why I think me and Bryce Larson should team up to go after the tag team titles.

SFJ: The same tag team titles that are held by Alexis Darling and your current ally Davin Moreland?

EOM: Wait, what? When did Alexis start wrestling? And she's a champion?

SFJ: Yeah.

EOM: Wow, that's pretty awesome. I use to have a thing for her, you know.

SFJ: We all do.

EOM: It's pretty complicated. Nothing happened.

SFJ: That's the name of the team.

EOM: Whose team?

SFJ: Alexis and Davin.

EOM: I thought Davin married the drug whore?

SFJ: We're still filming.

EOM: Shit, edit, edit!

SFJ: And he's not married to Alexis. He's tag teaming with her.

EOM: Everyone calls it something different. Who's tag teaming her with him?

SFJ:...

EOM: Too far?

SFJ: No, you've gone farther.

EOM: Fair enough. So, me and Davin are working together now? That's great. It'll be nice to work together for a change.

SFJ: Yes, you've said that.

EOM: You're probably right, I just don't care anymore.

SFJ: So, what will your role in the DELIVERS be now that Davin has named you as someone who is in charge?

EOM: I guess if people don't like what I have to say then there's the door. Watch out for the Amnesiac on your way out.

SFJ: A lot of people seem to be taking that option.

EOM: Then let them. They'll be missing out. Not a lot of people get to team up with me, and the one's who do usually get raped by Beast or they end up killing themself.

SFJ: Before I go, let me ask you, have you ever killed a man?

EOM: On advice from my attorney, I cannot answer that while there are several investigations still open.

SFJ: OK...this has been fun.

EOM: Yes it has. Bring something to eat next time.

*The sexy female journalist leaves. Fade out.*

[BookerShark]

*OOWF Arena*

Alexander leaves Eric's locker room and takes a long deep breath before popping a couple of aspiring. He also notices Davin's promo replaying on one of the backstage monitors and he just shakes his head.

Alexander: I am in no mood to deal with this.

Alex makes his way out of the arena and he sees Firewoman's car. He shrugs as he slides his hand under the wheel base and pulls out a set of keys. He quickly gets inside and speeds off.

---Time Fade---

It's a bit later and we see the car pulling into a hospital's parking lot. Alex gets out of the car and makes his way into the hospital and into an elevator. He goes up a few floors and when the elevator dings, he's about to step out but standing in his way is Hayden Panettiere. She looks shocked to see her former boss standing in front of her. They stand in silence for a few moments.

Hayden: Hey Alex. Long time no talk. How's it...

Alexander: I don't have time Hayden. Where is he?

Hayden: Alex, don't. I like working here and if kill...

Alexander: I'm not going to kill him. I just need to speak with him.

Hayden looks unsure.

Look Hayden, I've never said a word about you aligning with someone who hates me. You have your reasons and truthfully, right now, I don't care what they are. But the fact is you could have at least talked to me and you didn't. So right now, you owe me and you have my word I won't lay a finger on him.

Hayden: 517. Down the hall, third door on the right. I'm just going to grab a bite to eat. Do you want...

Alexander: We're not friends Hayden. Not right now. I have no idea what the future holds, but right now...just don't try.

Hayden looks sad as she and Alex switch positions; Hayden in the elevator and Alex heading down the hallway. He gets to the room and opens the door without knocking.

Folz: Did you forget...

Folz realizes who just walked in and locked the door.

What the hell do you want? Come to finish the job that your wife's friends...

Alexander: Shut the fuck up.

Folz: Who do you think you are? I don't have to sit...

Alexander: Actually you do. That's what being a total moron does. It gets you put into a hospital when a psycho almost slits your throat.

Folz: A job is a job.

Alexander: You don't get it, at all.

Folz: Don't get what?

Alexander: Back when you first showed up here in the OOWF, do you remember what I told you?

Folz: Not really. You do talk a lot and half of it I don't listen to because I fucking hate you.

Alexander: That's great Matt. Hate me all you want, but this time you are going to HEAR what I have to say. You have all the fucking talent in the world and yet it's all controlled by a fucking two-cent brain.

Folz: How fucking...

Alexander: Just shut the fuck up and listen. Once I'm done, you can go right back to telling me to fuck off, telling me to get out, or whatever it is you want to tell me, but for right now you will listen. First of all, when I hire you for a job to protect my family, taking secondary jobs that get you put into the hospital kinda puts you in a bad position.

Folz: Protect them from what?

Alexander: It doesn't matter. Your job is to protect them and you can't do that from a hospital bed, so we're going to have to come up with a new arrangement. The second thing we need to talk about is your future here in the OOWF.

Folz: What about my future?

Alexander: Things are changing in the OOWF. They always do around this time of year so it's time I do something about it.

Folz: And you're telling me why?

Alexander: I don't exactly know yet, but you need to re-evaluate what it is you want Folz and how you're going about things here. You have a real self destructive quality going on and I can't understand it yet. You rush yourself into title matches and it ends up burning you and you have to move to the back of the line. You get yourself another title match this week and then you go and attack the one member of The Five that is guaranteed to get you retribution from the rest.

Folz: What are you talking about?

Alexander: Hear me Folz, million dollar talent, two-cent brain. I'm not sure what you have to do, but the first thing you need to do is sit back and take a long, hard look at yourself. Figure out what it is you truly want in this company and then go for it. Don't hold anything back. Be the best person you can be and don't apologize for a damn thing at the end of the day. But, you need to move beyond just being a mercenary because at the end of the day, someone will always have more motivation than money.

Folz: Why? Why are you telling me this?

Alexander: Because when I needed someone to show me the way, even if I didn't always appreciate the methods, I understood the message. You need to get the message.

Folz: What message?

Alexander: Can't tell you that Matty. Once you figure it out, you'll do the right thing. I would say get better, but I don't really care if you do or don't.

Folz stares at the door as Alexander leaves and he continues to stare for a good while before we...

*Fade*