OOWF Third Week Mayhem (01/19) Live! From Truth or

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OOWF Third Week Mayhem
Live! From Truth or Consequences, New Mexico

OOWF World Tag Team Title Match[/u]
Flyin Hawaiians vs. Drink & Destroy

OOWF Campeonas de Trios Title Match[/u]
Chris Evans, Ravenna Blue & Concrete TG vs. Run DLP

Matt Folz & J-P Sparxx vs. LD Williams & Sean Moore
Boardwalk Saints & Alexander Darling vs. Trinity
Moosehead Jack, Stank & Stan Fulton vs. Bryce Larson, Eric O'Mac & Mystery Partner

Card subject to truth.........or..........consequences

[BookerShark]

Back in the Trinity locker room, Tytan is being attended to by Diana Podvod. Firewoman isn't around, but there is a significant amount of loud banging and other sounds of destruction coming from her locker room. Ecosystem comes in from probably the trainer's room.

Eco: What is that noise?

Tyt: Fire's trashing her locker room.

Eco: Oh.....

Eco sits down gingerly, moving as if he's in great pain. He thinks for a minute...

Eco: Why is she doing that?

Tyt: Don't know.

Eco: You didn't ask?

Tyt: I'm not going in there.

Eco: Huh........

The destruction shows no signs of stopping, so Eco finally sighs, gets up, and heads that way. He opens the door and a piece of... furniture maybe? It whizzes past Eco's head. Fire's voice is heard kind of ranting...the only words that can be made out are:

FW: Manipulative interfering bitch!

Eco closes the door quickly before any more debris can fly out, then opens it, storms into the room, and slams the door. There's a few more minutes of destruction, over which Fire is yelling, and we can only assume Eco is talking calmly to her. It seems like Eco might be losing when there's a sudden loud crash, sounding like glass shattering over someone, and then...silence. After a few moments, Ecosystem leaves Fire's locker room and goes back out into the lounge. He looks...angry, but calm.

Tyt: What......?

Eco: I have explained to Fire that destroying what is actually MY locker room that I allow her to use, is not acceptable.

Tyt: How did you do that?

Eco: Never mind. I also think that this postpones seeing her brother another week at least. Who is that woman that came to the ring.

Tyt: Sydney Wild? Poe's ex wife or something.

Eco: I've never really seen Fire react like that to anyone...not even you.

Tyt: It's REALLY quiet in there.

Eco: She's ... meditating. Diana, if you could attend to her when you're done with Tytan, that'd be great.

Diana nods and goes into Fire's room. She hesitates at first.

Eco: Go ahead. It's fine. *she grabs a syringe, some gauze and bandages, and closes the door. Ecosystem's demeanor changes from calm anger to something more lighthearted.* So, Champ....what should we do to celebrate?

FADE

[BookerShark]

*Los Angeles International Airport*

Alexander Darling is getting his bag checked and printing out his boarding pass. He turns around and sees Alexis Darling and Sydney Wyld standing nearby. He brings Alexis close...

Alexander: I'm sorry I have to go right now but it's something I need to do. I'll be back in a few days and we'll get to work on taking Trinity apart piece by piece. I know you don't really agree with what I want to do, but just let her try to help.

Alexis nods but doesn't look thrilled with the idea.

Please Lexie.

Alexis: I nodded yes, didn't I? Look, I'll help you on your path because you're my brother but don't expect me to forgive and forget. She's stepped over the line and you know it.

Alex nods sadly but doesn't say anything to disagree with his sister.

Anyway, you should get through security before the plane leaves without you. Tell her I said hi I guess.

Alexander: Sure thing Lexie. Remember, be careful. The battles have just begun.

Alexis steps back as Sydney steps up to Alexander...

Be careful Syd...If I could stay I would, but I'll be back as soon as I can.

Sydney: Do not worry about me Alexander. I am a capable woman and I can take care of myself. But for you, I will not over extend myself and put myself into a bad position. I will pick and choose my spots. I will get through to her. For you. I promise

Alexander nods once again and leans forward to give Sydney a quick peck on the cheek as he heads to security.


-----------TIME WARP-------------


We see Alexander driving down some snowy streets during a blizzard. He finally pulls into a driveway and heads to the door of the house. He rings the bell and waits patiently. After a few moments the door swings open and we see Samantha Darling-Moreland...

SDM: Oh jesus christ, what the fuck do you want?

Alexander: Good to see you too sis. It's fucking cold out here, can I come in?

Samantha sighs before stepping aside and Alexander enters the house as we...

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

(Tytan and Eco are in the Trinity locker room when they are approached by a SFJ and her Ninjacameraman.)

SFJ: What you did tonight was disgusting and and just horrible. Don't get me wrong it was Davin and he deserved it, but it was still a little-

Tytan: Over the top.

Eco: EXtreme.

SFJ: Yes, well what do you have to say for yourselves.

Eco: First I would like to say You are Welcome.

(Tytan laughs)

SFJ: You are Welcome?

Eco: No my dear you are suppose to say Thank You.

(Tytan laughs again.)

SFJ: What the hell for?

Eco: It's simple tonight we freed another soul, and showed the world what happens to someone when they let Arrogance run their lives.

Tytan: Tonight you saw Trinity at its best. You saw Trinity take back what was belonged to them.

Eco: You mean take back what belonged to you. Tonight a cleansing took place, tonight one tortured soul was released and he understood what Trinity was all about.

SFJ: You could have killed him?

Tytan: If only he was so lucky. No what happened tonight was only the beginning. We are the Trinity and we are here to save the OOWF to save something that this man (points to Eco) created. We are here to save the OOWF from those people that cheer their false heroes and Gods to give them more blood and violence.

SFJ: You did that with more violence though?

Eco: It was a simple case of giving them what they wanted but we did it our way. Davin Moreland was one of the Sinners that believed the crowd out there. He talked a good talk and played this cocky arrogant game but deep down he wanted to be loved by them.

Tytan: And that is what put him down in the end.

SFJ: But a three on one beat down....

Eco: Look at what he did to Tytan, and this isn't the first time. Finally we gave him what he deserved.

SFJ: But now you know you are getting a response from the rest of the locker room.

Tytan: You mean Alexander Darling and the rest of the locker room.

SFJ: Yes.

Eco: Don't worry we have a plan for him.

(Tytan laughs and Eco joins in.)

SFJ: Care to explain?

Eco: No my dear I think we are done here. I think the champ is hungry.

Tytan: I am so hearing a run to Taco Bell right now.

Eco: Whatever the champ wants.

(FADE)

[BookerShark]

<Eco and Tytan are getting ready to go out and celebrate when there is a knock at the door. Eco opens it cautiously and a stage hand hands him a note. Eco looks at it, looks back at the stage hand, then slowly closes the door. He walks over to Tytan and shows him the note>

Tyt: You have got to be kidding me. You aren’t really going to go, are you?

Eco: <stares blankly for a minute> I…….I think I have to

Tyt: Well then I am going too, I have your back

Eco: No. No, you stay here

Tyt: He is nuts

Eco: He is. But, I just have to see what he wants. Whatever happens, happens. You stay here.

<Eco turns and walks out the door and a INC follows him down the hall till we get to Ric’s Sandwich Shoppe. The place is empty as most of the crew is packing up for Truth of Consequences……except one person sitting in a back booth smoking a cigar and sipping coffee. Eco walks up to him and stands at the table>

Eco: Moose

<Moose looks at Eco and smirks and pushes a cup of coffee toward him and motions for him to sit down>

MHJ: I didn’t think you would show up

Eco: To be honest, I wasn’t sure I should

MHJ: <looking past Eco> No backup either

Eco: <calling Moose’s bluff> Will I need it?

<Moose sits up at the table and stares at Eco>

MHJ: That all depends on you. You tell me what I need to know, and we walk away without incident

<Eco sits back and crosses his arms>

Eco: Ok. What do you want to know

MHJ: <staring at Eco, trying to gauge him> What are you doing

Eco: What do you mean?

MHJ: We go back a long way Eco. You signed me to my first contract here. You remember, the Establishment, establish power, establish dominance, establishment

<a slight smile crosses Eco’s face>

MHJ: So don’t bullshit me. What is the endgame here

Eco: I am just trying to save the OOWF

MHJ: Uh huh. Save it and reform it in your image, one wrestler at a time?

Eco: You think I have a messianic complex, don’t you

MHJ: No. No I do not. I believe you are a manipulative shit. I believe this is your latest scheme

Eco: Moose. I am hurt. I really care

MHJ: Sure you do. And I respect Darling. Don’t bullshit me

<a silence passes between the two of them>

MHJ: Now, honestly, normally, I wouldn’t give two shits what your latest scheme is, but……..

Eco: Fire

MHJ: Despite what people seem to think to the contrary she is my sister

Eco: She sought me out

MHJ: Uh huh. So, you run this organization huh

Eco: I offer guidance and leadership to those who wish to receive it

MHJ: Uh huh. And you are sure you are the one doing the leading

Eco: I……..I am not following you

MHJ: <smirking> all I am saying is, be careful who you trust. Be sure you understand who is controlling who.

<Moose gets up to leave, Eco sits looking lost in thought. Moose stops and leans back in>

MHJ: Oh and Eco, remember when I told you not to give me a reason to get involved?

<Eco looks at Moose>

MHJ: Offering………advice to Fire is one thing. She is sometimes like a wild stallion and needs to be……..broken. But…….the second that advice becomes abuse………you and I will have a real problem.

Trust me

<Moose puffs on his cigar and blows the smoke in Eco’s face, then turns and walks away>

[BookerShark]

*There are few things in this world that piss me off more than when I'm in the middle of typing a promo and fucking Windows decides it's time to install an update without warning and shuts down my laptop for reboot! THEN... oh... I mean... Moosehead Jack rounds a corner and enters the locker room. Stank has finished packing and is gulping down a generic coffee from catering (Blech... it's probably Sanka). LD Williams glances over at Moose then looks back up at Stank.*

LDW - Just think about what I said.

*LD Williams gives Moose a nod as he passes by. Moose returns the nod with a glare as he watches LD walk out. Stank finishes off his coffee and looks over at Moose to see that the glare has now fallen on him.*

Stank - What?

MHJ - What did he want?

Stank - Nothing.

MHJ - Right.

Stank - You know LD is still your friend?

MHJ - Yeah. And you're my lackey.

Stank - Don't start with that shit.

MHJ - If LD is such a friend what the hell was he doing out there with Darling? For that matter what the FUCK were YOU doing out there last night?

Stank - I wasn't following Alex... not intentionally. I saw a bunch of guys with weapons walking out to the ring and figured I'd join in on the fun. It wasn't til later I noticed Alex leading the charge.

MHJ - Sure.

Stank - Hey! I'm NOT following Alex.

MHJ - Whatever you say.

Stank - Oh DON'T fucking do that! Don't fucking condescend me.

*Moose rushes over and gets right in Stank's face.*

MHJ - What was LD doing here, huh? Talking about me behind my back!

Stank - Despite your recent falling out with LD he is STILL my friend.

MHJ - Why? He's one of THEM now. Are you one of THEM?

Stank - You fucking serious? Do you... do you THINK I would be standing here with you... going to BATTLE with you if I was... listen Moose!

*Stank turns his back trying to collect his thoughts. He turns back around and faces Moose.*

Stank - This whole THEY thing you got going... I get it. I really do. Hell, half the reason why I am, where I am, is because of THEM. THEY are a fucking ridiculous bunch. But you know what, I used to live on the otherside of THEY. You've never been there. Oh yeah you flirted with it a little bit when you were teaming with Crete, but you've never truly lived there. I have and at times... it was glorious.

MHJ -

Stank - That's right... I said it. There's a whole world over there that you have no clue about. That world... I gave everything to THEM and THEY didn't even have the decency to say thank you. No. THEY chose to bleed me dry then leech off the next pathetic fucks weak enough to linger in their embrace. I know THEM. I know THEM better than you ever could because I used to be one of THEM! LD Williams... he ain't one of THEM. I don't give a damn how you feel about it because I know what I'm fucking talking about!

MHJ - Right.

*Moose walks over to his area to finish packing his gear, deciding not to pursue it. He changes the subject.*

MHJ - So am I going to get to meet your brother?

*Stank gives Moose a confused look. He calms down a bit and answers the question*

Stank - Not anytime soon. We're leaving for New Mexico in less than an hour.

MHJ - He's not coming here to see you off?

Stank - We said our piece back at the condo. Why are you so interested?

MHJ - You talk about my sister all the time. Maybe I'm just curious.

Stank - Sorry

*Stank watches Moose pack as he crushes his paper coffee cup and tosses it into a nearby trash bin.*

Stank - Jared and I have a complicated relationshi... you know how it is.

MHJ - More than you know. I understand if you need to take some time off to attend your Aunt's funeral.

*Stank's demeanor changes as Moose's words serve to disarm, changing the whole tone from their earlier conversation.*

Stank - Too late for that. Jared already scattered her ashes. That's why he was here. She loved California. Not enough to live here, but she wanted her ashes scattered over the Pacific. She didn't want a funeral or a celebration or any of that shit. My mom and sister didn't even know until last night.

MHJ - And you guys are okay with that?

Stank - Eh? You had to know my aunt to understand. I'm changing the subject.

MHJ - Okay.

Stank - Those Texas fucks...

MHJ - As far as I'm concerned last night they were exposed for the frauds we always knew them to be.

Stank - Can you believe they brought out EVERY fucking ref to babysit them?

MHJ - I suppose we should be flattered.

*Moose finishes packing his things.*

MHJ - So have you given any thought to what I said about Fulton, or Rav?

Stank - I don't quite understand your fascination with Blue ... or hers with you. Fulton...? I'll let you know after our match in New Mexico.

MHJ - I spoke with Eco by the way.

Stank - Really? So you DO give a shit... assuming, of course, you talked to him about your sister?

MHJ - Why wouldn't I give a shit? Just because I don't think her situation is as bad as everyone is making it out to be? I'm telling you. I know my sister.

*The look Stank sees on Moose's face would suggest otherwise. Stank decides not to pursue the subject any further. He grabs his bag and heads for the door. Moose picks up his bag and follows Stank out. They walk down the hall towards the exit where a shuttle waits to take them and other OOWF staff and talent to the airport.*

Stank - So is a Schoolboy Roll Up how we're going to let things end with Texpress?

MHJ - That would be a hell and a no.

*Stank and Moose board the shuttle as the camera fades.*

[BookerShark]

Trinity is in a small white limousine, being driven to the next venue. Firewoman is quietly looking out the window. Tytan is sleeping. Eco is looking thoughtful.

Eco: Lisa?

FW: Yes, Sensei. *She keeps staring out the window.*

Eco: Are you mad at me.

FW: ....

Eco: Lisa....

FW: *Turning away from the window.* If I were mad at you, Sensei, you'd be asking me that through a feeding tube.

Eco: You need to work on your anger management, Lisa.

FW: I know, and I am.

Eco: So you understand I had to do that...for your own good.

FW: I understand, Sensei.

Eco: Okay...good. Now...about your 'list' of deadly sins...

FW: It's not working, Sensei. They aren't seeing the light. I mean, I targeted THE most powerful people, so far anyway, and nothing is changing.

Eco: I wouldn't say that. It takes time. You didn't come along at first.

FW: No....

Eco: So...who is on your list next.

Firewoman sighs and hands him a piece of paper out of her bag. He looks it over.

Eco: Interesting. May I make a few suggestions.

FW: Of course...

Eco takes a pen and scribbles out a name and adds another, and hands it back to her. She frowns.

FW: You promised that--

Eco: Things have changed. Allow me to illustrate.

Eco pulls out his fancy smart phone thingy that let's him play videos. He plays this.

MHJ: All I am saying is, be careful who you trust. Be sure you understand who is controlling who. Fire is sometimes like a wild stallion and needs to be……..broken.

Eco quietly puts the phone away.

FW: I don't understand....

Eco: Don't you? Your own brother, who by the way didn't care that you might have been dead, and hasn't done shit for you like ...what, ever? Hours ago he was trying to get me to turn on you by saying that I shouldn't trust you. And I'm not even going to dignify the 'broken' comment....

FW: Okay....

Eco: Good. Now as far as 'Greed' goes. There's an idea, but I'm not sure your ready for it.

FW: Tell me?

Eco: Later, I need to think about our match..It's another Trios match, against--

FW: I know...I saw...did you want me to wear the mask again?

Eco: Maybe....I need to know if you think you can do it. We'll try to protect you, of course, but--

FW: *eyes flashing angrily* I don't need protection, dammit.

Eco: No, no...of course...but they'll try whatever tricks to make you lose all that you've gained since we returned. I promise I won't let that happen.

The limousine goes under a tunnel or something, and we lose the signal from the ninja cam.

[BookerShark]

<on the shuttle, Moose and Stank sit in silence for a few minutes, then Moose breaks the quiet>

MHJ: You want to know what REALLY pisses me off?

Stank: There is no telling

MHJ: Funny, never mind then

S: No, no, go on

MHJ: Everyone give ME shit about not doing anything for Fire, even though I believe she is in FAR less danger than anyone else. But tell me, where are all the faces? They SCREAMED for blood when they thought Fire was dead. Alex swore to destroy Tytan, then when Eco came back he was going to destroy him too, where the fuck has Alex been? What the fuck has he done?

S: Well.....

MHJ: And Davin......its HIS cousin. Mr. Family First, and what did he do? Not a goddamn thing

S: Well he and Tytan had one hell of a match.....

MHJ: Because Davin was trying to protect the world title. That had NOTHING to do with Fire. And what about Crete? Crete steals the shovel, promises vengeance or justice, or what the fuck ever, and what has Crete done? Not a fucking thing. Ravenna? Nothing. All these people who were SO up in arms when they thought Fire was dead, who SWORE vengeance on Tytan, not a fucking thing. Bunch of goddamn hypocrites. But when I don't jump they have the fucking NERVE to question me? Fuck them all. That is the kind of thinking They push on people.

S: And LD

MHJ: Goddamnit Stank, even LD. You say I don't know what it is like to be cheered by Them, and I thank God I don't. LD made his decision, he backed Alex. What I don't get is why fucking Alex. I mean, LD could have said, hey I am going after Tytan, this is too much, but fuck Alex. I mean, I have said as much, if I feel the need to go after Tytan, or Eco, or whatever I will do it on my own, or I will ask YOU for help. I would rather die than ask Alex for help.

S: Maybe LD didn't think you WOULD help

MHJ: LD should know I have his back if he needs it. He doesn't need my help against either Tytan or Eco, he is better than both of them. He is better than Alex.

S: I don't know what to tell you man, I have hated in my life, hell I hate Alex, but you have a psychotic hatred of him that I don't completely understand

MHJ: Cause he is a fucking liar and a goddamn fraud. He thinks a man killed his wife, then she comes back, and according to Alex, she is being controlled by Eco, and what the fuck does he do? Nothing. And yet, the fans cheer this rich asshole fuck. They cheer for him, and all the rest of the "faces" who are sitting back on their asses not doing anything

S: So, if you feel something needs to be done, maybe you just have to do it

MHJ: <sighs> that is not the point Stank. I never said anything had to be done. They did. And yet, they do nothing.

S: Maybe they came to the same conclusion you did

MHJ: Maybe they are all fucking idiots

S: That is a possibility too

<the conversation ends and both men stare out the window>

[BookerShark]

*Moonbeam is AT THE NURSE'S STATION~! at San Marcos Hospital. She's got some fake reading glasses on for some reason, kind of like the ones Samantha and Davin bust out sometimes for the cameras. We're kind of far away, so we just see her talking to a nurse, and then heading over to the waiting room where we see Shawn Johnson, Bridgette, Jewel, and bandaged up in various ways, Chris Evans, J-P Sparxx, Chad Madison and Zane Myers*

SFJ420: So, uh, like, Davin's off the respirator...

*The all sort of gasp and murmur in horror*

SFJ420: Oh. Wait. No, man. Like, he's breathing on his own and stuff. Responding to, like, stim-u-li. Uh, he was trying to like, talk a minute ago-

OGMSJ: He was?

CM: That's good news.

ZM: Can we see him?

SFJ420: Yeah dude, I mean, like, I was just like, totally talking to the head nurse about that, man. We can go in for a few minutes. They did a concussion, like, test, or whatever, man. Obviously, he like, has one. A big one. So if Matt Morgan shows up...

OGMSJ: "Davin's not here, man." Got it.

SFJ420: Good, come on.

*The all make their way into the dark room, and Davin is pretty much one giant bandage. He's also got cataract sunglasses on and looks pretty silly. Moving would be difficult, but he is breathing on his own. Looks bad, could have been worse*

DM: *gravelly, scratchy* Go ahead Moony...turn 'em on.

*She turns the lights on, and now the areas of burnt flesh and the bruises and welts can be better seen. It's pretty ugly*

DM: Sorry about the goofy glasses, guys, but the light...you know...concussion and shit...try to talk quiet too if you can.

*Everyone kinda looks at each other*

CM: I'll ask it first...

DM: Go ahead, Cap'n.

CM: *smiles* How you feeling?

DM: Like dogshit.

ZM: When are you coming back?

DM: To active competition? Gee, I don't really know. I'll have to wait for the doctors here to clear me. Certainly not today.

ZM: Oh. Cause we have the-

DM: Oh fuck, that's right. Third Week Mayhem. We've got a title match.

*Chad and Zane nod*

DM: Ok, well, if it's not me...I'll have a suitable replacement for you guys.

CM: Who?

DM: Mystery Opponent.

ZM: Gosh darn it, Davin.

DM: Golly gee willikers, Zane. You think I'm gonna give people a chance to prepare? Especially when one of your opponents is currently in the room?

CE: *with a smirk* I promise I won't listen.

DM: Right Chris. Although at this rate, I could tell you what we're doing move for move and it wouldn't matter.

CE: HEY!

DM: Congratulations, by the way, J-P. Tough to win a 4-Way.

JPS: Piece o' cake, D. Knowwhatimsayin?

DM: Yes, I do believe I know what you are saying. We gotta talk, Chris. I'm not exactly thrilled with your progress. When I get out, we'll have a sit down.

CE: Whatever. You won't be talking when we kick your ass on Wednesday.

CM: That's cute, Evans. Don't you underestimate exactly who you're dealing with.

ZM: The fathers of the division.

DM: The measuring stick, if you will.

CE: Whatever.

OGMSJ: There's, uh, one other thing...

DM: *sighs* What, Shawn?

OGMSJ: It's about Alex.

*Davin tries to sit up*

DM: What ABOUT Alex?

SFJ420: *tries to cut Shawn off* He came down and did a run-in. With a whole bunch of people to run off Trinity. It was kind of surprising.

DM: Family is still family, I guess. But that's not what you were talking about, was it, Shawn?

*She bites her lip and shakes her head no*

DM: So spill it.

OGMSJ: Umm...uh...apparently...

SFJ420: He went up to Massachusetts. He went to the house to see Samantha.

*Davin tries to get up a couple times. They help him lay back down.*

DM: That fucker. Why the fuck is he bothering her? What the fuck is his problem?

OGMSJ: It's ok...

DM: It's NOT ok. Come on, help me out of here.

JPS: Why?

DM: Because I'm gonna fuck him up, that's why. Come on.

OGMSJ: That's a bad idea.

DM: Don't think I can?

CM: Davin, you can't.

*Davin stops struggling and lays back down*

ZM: Nothing's gonna happen, Davin. I promise you that.

DM: *studies him* Ok. Well, all that moving around has me needing to puke again, so if you guys don't mind...

*Lots of "rights" "oks" "see ya in a bits" "knowwhatimsayins"*

DM: *as they're leaving* And J-P...

JPS: Yeah?

DM: "Gangsta's Paradise"? What is this, 1996?

JPS: A'ight A'ight...I know it's corny, yo...

*He leaves. Everyone's gone but Moony*

SFJ420: Want the bucket?

DM: Nah, I just wanted them gone. Can you do me a favor, and make SURE about...

SFJ420: Of course, Davin, man. I got nothing better to do anyway.

DM: You're a good kid.

*fade*

[BookerShark]

(Lauren Phoenix is walking over to a BDSM club in downtown New Mexico. She encounters a man standing by the door.)

Lauren: Where is Juni?

Man: They're performing right now--

(Lauren storms past the man inside, where about forty people are dancing, limbs connected to strings and pullies to the tune of Evanescence's "Sweet Sacrifice.")

You poor, sweet, innocent thing! Dry your eyes, and TESTIFY!

Lauren: CUT!

(All the dancers stop at once, as Lauren approaches Eco.)

Eco: Hello Lauren. How good to see you.

(Lauren slaps Eco across the face, HARD.)

Lauren: Don't you "Hello Lauren" me. I'm not here for you.

Eco: You're here for Eric, as I would expect.

Lauren: You don't expect or know shit, so stop pretending to be a fortune cookie. I know Bryce sent you the message already, but I think you need to hear it from me: You. Are. Not. To. Fuck. With. Eric.

I know you well, Juni. You open up yourself quite a bit when you reach out, perhaps more than you intend to. And no matter how Eric chooses to respond, I will make your life a living hell if you ever so much as step toward him the wrong way again. Kosher?

Eco: Look, I didn't--

Lauren: You want to bullshit me?

Eco: ...no, I don't. You have my word. I only argue one point.

Lauren: What?

Eco: That you know me well.

(Eco's arm throws up in the air as another's does as well, while two others suddenly kick their legs, two more pull their arms down.)

Eco: Who just moved?

Lauren: You did.

Eco: But who started it?

Lauren: ...You did? It was to make a point in the conversation.

Eco: Nope.

Man in Back: I pulled down first. It was to make a point though.

Eco: You see, Lauren, this is the fun of human marionette performances. With a puppet and human, you know who's pulling the strings. But when all the people are puppets, and all the puppets people...you don't know who's pulling the strings at all.

Lauren: But you can intuit. If one pulls down and one is pulled up on a pulley system, you assume the person pulling down is the actor.

Eco: In simple machines. Life, however...(Eco gestures up to the system of pulleys and weights above his head)...is complicated. Perhaps the one who pulls down was actually being released from being pulled up by the one who shifts the weight by releasing what he is holding down.

Lauren: What's the point?

Eco: Experiment. Test. See who is pulling the strings by constantly moving. (Eco flails his arms and legs for effect, causing a grotesque dance all around to result, limbs writhing around Lauren.)

You see, I constantly move, test, pull. And I believe whatever doesn't kill you simply makes you...stranger.

All our friends...are a bit too predictable. They are content to sit back, to smirk, to intuit who's pulling the levers based on history. History is a guide, but knowledge...

(Eco throws his arms in the air and three women suddenly are swung in toward Lauren, arms grabbing her.)

First woman: I'm--I'm sorry ma'am, I didn't mean to--

Eco: Knowledge is power. Goodbye, Lauren.

(Eco thrusts his arms forward and the women swing forward, made to gently release Lauren by the door. Lauren looks to Eco, shakes her head and exits...where Bryce Larson is waiting in the Echo.)

Bryce: So you like this sort of stuff, huh? What did you pick up?

Lauren: Nothing. Drive.

(Bryce and Lauren drive off.)

FADE

[BookerShark]

*The Moreland Home*

Alexander and Sam are sitting down on the couches in the living room of the Moreland home. It seems just a little tense, but neither is saying anything at the moment. Finally, Alex breaks the silence…

Alexander: What happened to us?

Samantha: What are you talking about?

Alexander: Just…this, here. We used to be friends as well as family Sam.

Samantha: You really want to do this now?

Alexander: It is part of the reason I came up here to the frigid north.

Samantha: Fine…but I have to do something first since Davin really can’t do it at the moment. You can help if you want.

Samantha passes a piece of paper to Alex and he looks it over before glaring for a moment. Then he smiles as he reads the last thing. He nods and Sam starts talking again.

Presenting your Top 10 Frauds of the Week Coming in 10th, Antonio Cromartie. He’s an asshole. Have fun getting owned by Wes Welker this week. You overrated fraud who’s never won a damn thing and continues to run your mouth. Typical of the entire Jets franchise. Fuck him and them.

Our #9 fraud of the week is the ever present Alexis Darling.

We hear an audible sigh from Alexander but Samantha ignore it as she continues…

Always been a little girl trying to play in a big boy’s world and always finding suckers to carry your ass and make you relevant.

From offscreen…
Alexander: Move on Sam.

Samantha: Anyway, I will move on because the less said about my sister the better right now. #8 on the list is someone who may be one of the first inductees into the Fraud Hall of Fame…Mr. Peyton Manning and his Indianapolis Colts. Yet another home playoff loss to an inferior team. I wonder who gets thrown under the bus on this one Peyton.

Alexander: I know who won’t be…Mr. Tee Martin.

Samantha: Ain’t that the truth brother of mine. Moving on to number 7 on the list is the clearly overrated and overpushed member of Unforgiven…by the way, what kind of stupid name is Unforgiven.

Alexander: Hey Sam…GFY.

Samantha: Right, anyway, #7 is Matt Folz. We’ve said our peace about him but he’s like a damn little gnat who won’t get swatted. Still a fraud though. Our next three frauds will all go together as 4, 5, and 6 and collectively it’s Trinity. There’s no fighting like adults with you is there. It’s always about using weapons and sneak attacks and bullshit isn’t. At one time, Davin and I at least respected two of you, Tytan’s always been a gullible lemming and a retarded one at that. But Firewoman and Ecosystem…you’re just massive disappointments right now. And the fact is, your day of reckoning will soon arrive and Davin will be there pissing on your graves.

The camera pans slightly over to Alex and we see he’s trying to control his breathing and he’s succeeding as Samantha continues.

Our #3 fraud may be the biggest disappointment of the bunch. It’s sad that someone Davin had so much hope for can fail on so epic a level. But Chris Evans, you’re pushing the boundaries of what we’re willing to deal with. Shape up or ship out. Three strikes and you’re out…and you already have two. PLAY TO WIN THE GAME dumbass.

A loud chuckling is heard from offscreen as Samantha continues to rip Evans a new asshole. The chuckling stops quickly when the list continues…

Our number 2 fraud is the same as it’s been every week, one Alexander Darling. Still not pathetic enough to be number 1 but not doing a damn thing to get yourself off this list. Maybe it’s time to consider a new career Alex.

Alexander: Enough Sam. If you don’t mind, I’ll handle the #1 fraud on your list. The joke of all jokes. The laughingstock of the small bus. The one we all look at to realize that yes it could be worse…Moosehead Jack. I saw that you said something today but since it was probably the same shit you’ve been spouting for years let me see if I can guess. Alex is horrible. Alex is evil. Alex is the reason for everything bad that’s ever happened to you. I will have his blood. I will bathe in it. He will die. They will shut up. Blood. Respect. Trust. Blah Blah Blah…you’re a joke Moose and worse than that now you’re a fraud. Your sister is vanishing right in front of you and you do nothing.

Samantha: And Davin just wants to add that your silence and absence speaks volumes more than any rambling, half-coherent promo about “They” ever could. And those are your Top 10 Frauds of the Week. We’ll be back next week with another edition.

Alexander: So, can we talk now?

Samantha: Fine, what’s up Alex?

Alexander pours two glasses of wine and slides one over to Samantha and she shakes her head no. Alexander just nods his head and leans back…
Alexander: I can’t check up on my big sister? A lot of bullshit has happened recently and you were put in the middle of it on two fronts and you know I never wanted that.

Samantha: I knew what this business was when I first showed up to help you on that South Pacific tour. I never knew the extent that my participation would evolve, but I wouldn’t change it for anything. And I don’t regret what’s happened.

Alexander: Sam…I just don’t want there to be this schism between us. Whatever issues there are with Davin and I doesn’t change one thing; you and I are family.

Samantha: And he’s my husband Alex. I’ll always have his back.

Alexander: I’m not asking you not to. I get that. You know I get that. I’ve done things in the name of family. In your name specifically so I understand what you’re saying. I just want us to be okay.

Samantha: If you ever ask me to choose…

Alexander: I won’t ever do that. Back Davin all you want, but remember who your family is too. Remember who stood by you when you were thrown to the wolves in New Zealand. Which family members kept in touch with you when our parents wouldn’t even acknowledge your existence.

Samantha stares at Alex for a good long while and Alexander sits there and lets her as he drinks his wine. Samantha finally picks up her glass and spins the wine around it but never actually takes a sip.

Samantha: A lot has happened Alex. A lot has been said on both sides. I’m not sure any of us can ever forgive or forget. I know Davin probably never will and I don’t blame him. Sometimes I look at you, and I know just how far you’re willing to go to prove a point and I wonder if Davin is going to be the end of that point and it scares me…

Alex looks like he wants to respond, but Sam puts up her hand…

But you are blood. You are my brother and I know what you’ve done for me. What you’re willing to do for anyone who you consider family. And I know what you’re capable of anyone who betrays that trust. So, I can’t make any promises but this isn’t always going to be our lives and I can’t guarantee what the future holds. We’ll both always be Darlings so let’s start there and see what happens next.

Alexander: Good enough for now Sammy. Just remember, if you need anything, just ask. I know things are going to be tough…

Samantha: *glaring…Things are fine Alex.

Alexander: Right. But if you need anything and I can help, please ask. I do miss talking to my big sister.

Samantha: Stop being an emobitch.

Alexander: Stop being a whore.

Both smile as we…

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

<Moose and Stank are watching OOWFtv in the locker room and see Alex's latest promo. Stank shakes his head and waits for the explosion, but it doesn't happen, instead Moose just laughs>

S: You DID hear what he said, right?

MHJ: You know what Stank? I am done. I am done with Alexander Darling. Enough. He is beneath me, and based on his promo, he has lost his mind. Done.

S: Really

MHJ: yup

<Moose goes back to wrapping a bat with barbed wire, Stank gives him an odd look and goes back to watching OOWFtv>

[BookerShark]

**SFJ#47 is standing with L.D. Williams.**

SFJ#47: “L.D., this week you’re teaming with Sean Moore against -”

LDW: “Before we get to that, there’s something else I need to address…I tried to do the right thing. Despite the cost, I went out on a limb and offered my support to Alexander Darling. I don’t know what I expected…that’s a lie - I do know. I expected the OOWF to sit up and take notice. I expected people to say “shit just got real”. I expected Trinity to be quaking in their boots…

What I got was reality.

Alex ignored me until he ran out of options, and then doubted my sincerity. Moose immediately decided I was one of THEM. Trinity?…well, I don’t think they even noticed.

So, what have we learned? Well apparently L.D. Williams isn’t as feared and respected as I thought.

It seems the OOWF has forgotten who I am and what I’m capable of.

It’s time for this company to re-learn some things, and Matt Folz and J.P. Sparxx, it starts with you. Key point in a tag team match gentlemen - you have to work together. Sean Moore and I can do that. Can you say the same?

Wednesday night, we’re going to give you a master class in the art of professional wrestling, and the first lesson Professor Williams is going to teach?

Fear Me.”

**Williams starts to walk away, but stops.**

LDW: “Oh, and Moose? If you think I’ve become one of THEM, I can find a ring and some barbed wire fence any time you want to try me.”

<fade>

[BookerShark]

Some new SFJ approaches Sean Naomh Moore as he walks backstage. Moore does not appear to be in a good mood.


SFJ: Sean, do you have a moment? Next week, you face Onslaught Champion JP-Sparxx - yet again...


Moore just glares at her.


SFJ: But, this time, you tag with former Onslaught Champion LD Williams.


Moore's smiles wickedly, although his expression is still hard.


SFJ: Any thoughts about the match?

SNM: Yeah - it's too bad Matt Folz is one of our opponents.


Moore turns and strides off.

[BookerShark]

*Stank is sitting in the catering area enjoying a cold beverage and reading a newspaper. He hears someone pull up a chair and sit across from him. The newspaper obscures the person from view.*

"Okay so you're black, right?"

*Stank folds down the newspaper revealing the person asking the question to be Eric O'Mac. Stank simply stares at Eric.*

EOM - Oh yeah you are black.

Stank -

EOM - So listen. I'm trying out this new gimmick where I'm James Roday from the USA Network hit tv series Psych. Have you seen Psych?

Stank -

EOM - Of course you have. So here's the deal. I need someone to play Dule Hill. Now I HAD someone for the part, buuuut... he's not really working out. He won't commit to the role and I'm starting to see where him not being black might be an issue.

Stank -

EOM - So I figured it was either you or JP Sparxx... and since you're actually... you know... black... I'd approach you first.

Stank -

EOM - It'd be awesome, don't you think?

Stank -

EOM - We would even have legitmate claim to the Ebony and Ivory theme song.

Stank -

EOM - You're doing a great job already. That silent disapproving glare you're giving me is EX-ACTLY the kind thing Gus does to Shawn all the time.

Stank -

EOM - Pineapple slice?

Stank -

EOM - Well I'll let you sit here and think about it.

Stank -

EOM - Nice talking to you, Kamala.

*Eric rises from his seat, pats Stank on his shoulder, and exits stage left. Stank stares vacantly at the seat where Eric was just sitting. A few seconds later he shrugs his shoulders and resumes reading his newspaper.*

<Fade>

[BookerShark]

A very scantily clad woman walks up to Chad Madison.

CM: Helloooooooooooooo Nurse! Are you a new Sexy Female Journalist?

VSCW: Um...yeah,... sure. They said I needed to come talk to you.

CM: Did they now? Those girls in the journalist pool...they're so kind.

VSCW: Shouldn't we like, go somewhere else?

CM: I like you...right to the point! I know just the place.

VSCW: Aces. Oh wait...they also said to give you this.

The Very Scantily Clad Woman hands him a bottle of Aquafina. Chad takes a big long drink.

CM: Ah, that takes me back.

He puts his arm around her to guide her as they walk.

CM: I know just the place...it's quiet, private, and...whoa....I don't feel so good?

VSCW: No? What's wrong?

CM: I feel really woozy...and .... I think I'm going to pass......

SCENE CHANGE: Chad comes to sitting in a chair in a dimly lit, quiet, private place. He rolls his head trying to clear the cobwebs, and then tries to rub his eyes, but finds he can't because his hands are cuffed behind the chair.

CM: Well...I guess if you're into that, I'm game, but....

Voice from behind: Don't I know it.

The person walks around to the front where Chad can see who it is.

CM: Fire?

FW: Hello, Chad.

CM: What happened to the new SFJ?

FW: Sorry, my bad. The new SFJ is actually an old prostitute. She was paid and sent on her way. It's just me and you.

CM: Fire, I....look, we had some good times, and all but....I mean, don't you have Eco...or.....

FW: *smiling softly and crazily* Eco is too pure of a man to get involved in that way, especially with a married woman. He's a lot like you, really.

CM: Huh?

FW: Despite your...how shall I put this delicately...Despite your appetites, you're very pure and innocent...you don't swear, you don't drink....

CM: So?

FW: So you always were too good for me. I didn't feel I deserved someone like you.

CM: Fire...Lisa, I--

FW: But then there's this whole lust thing. *Fire begins pacing in a slow circle around Chad.* It's one of the seven deadlies, you know. And man, what you lack in other vices, you certainly make up for in that department, don't you, Chad?

CM: Fire....wait...where's Zane?

FW: Oh, Tytan had something he wanted to talk to him about. Back to you...to us....and what brought us here. First, I think you have something of mine.

Fire reaches in Chad's front jeans pocket and grabs her Zippo lighter.

FW: So predictable. *She flicks it a couple of times in front of Chad's face, and he blinks.* Did they let you read the Dante's Divine Comedy in Texas? I imagine they would. It's all about sin and and purgatory, and being punished. Lots of details actually. Wanna guess what the penance is for lust, Chad?

CM: Fire, I think you--

FW: Ding ding ding! You're right! Fire purges lust out of the souls in purgatory. Kind of ironic, isn't it?

CM: You don't have to do this, Fire...I know...you're not quite yourself....

FW: Everyone keeps saying that. Everyone's an expert on 'who the real Firewoman is.' Well, everyone can shut up.

Firewoman steps back and lights something on the ground. Flames start to burn following a slow design on the floor.

FW: See, if I just use kerosene, well, first you would have smelled it instantly, and then it would go so fast. This little chemical compound goes slow, and is almost odorless. Builds nice and slow, just like lust, really. Brilliant, right?

The flames appear to be forming a spiral in toward the center, which is where Chad is sitting. He struggles to get free, as Fire dances through and around the flames to some music in her head, apparently.

CM: Really, Fire...Lisa....LISA....you don't want to do this.

Firewoman stops and looks at him sadly.

FW: You're right...I don't. You were and always will be very special to me. But it's not about what I want. It's about the greater good for the OOWF. It's about Sensei Juni's vision. I am but a vessel...an instrument of his will.

Fire goes back to dancing, as Chad goes back to struggling. Chad begins to cough from the smoke and fumes, but they don't seem to affect Fire. Nothing does until she stops in front of a mirror and spies her reflection.

FW: Who is that, Chad?

Fire stands transfixed, trying to figure out the image she sees in the mirror. Chad starts to answer, but can't. Finally his head rolls to the side as he passes out, and the flames get closer and closer. It looks like they're going to reach him until suddenly the sprinkler system activates. The water douses the flames, and jerks Fire out of her distraction with the mirror. She turns and looks at the scene, nods in approval and runs out of the room.

[BookerShark]

<Moose is walking down the hall with Stan Fulton>

MHJ: Look, I am not saying you have to bail on her, I know how much loyalty means to you. All I am saying is, look at the bigger picture. Right now YOU know what you want, you want gold, and you want to prove you are a force to be reckoned with in the OOWF. Can you say that she has the same goals?

SF: Rav is a winner Moose, she wants nothing more than to win

MHJ: I gotta disagree with you there. Rav DOES want to win, I give you that, but she has been around Crete too long, she wants to bring justice, or something to the OOWF. She wants to save us. You know as well as I do that can't happen

SF: So, Rav and I stop teaming, and that is one less team for you and Stank to worry about in the tag division

MHJ: That has nothing to do with it though. Stan, there comes a time when you have to look out for yourself. If you think teaming with Rav is in your best interests, by all means, do it. But you have already said you want Tytan in the ring.

SF: I would love to get my hands on him

MHJ: Well......Dance of Death is coming up soon. Maybe you should make it known that you want your shot at Tytan then

SF: Like the championship committee would listen to me

MHJ: You MAKE them listen to you. This week, we have a trios match. Go out there and show them something.

<Stan nods and he and Moose part ways. Moose walks down the hall and comes across Stank>

S: So. LD had some words for you

MHJ: I saw

S: and?

MHJ: Not sure why he thinks I think he betrayed me

<Stank looks at Moose like he just sprouted another head>

S: Maybe because you SAID it?

MHJ: <thinking> nah, doesn't sound like something I would say

S: Are you serious?

MHJ: Why would I have anything against LD? We go way back

S: Because he offered Alexander Darling his help

MHJ: Who?

S: Are you serious?

MHJ: Never heard of him. Must be some new guy. Didn't know we were hiring. Good to know.

<Moose wanders off and Stank watches him go and shakes his head, then goes back to reading>

S: This place is fucking insane

[BookerShark]

*Scheme Gene is interviewing Outback Jack in the Destroyitarium, while DDT and DVD are conferring in the background.*

SG: Things got a little out of hand at Mayhem in your match.

OBJ: Just teaching the rookies a lesson. No big deal, Gene. Not yet, anyways.

SG: But what about the events at the end of Mayhem? You have to admit that was a big deal. Is Drink and Destroy taking a stand against Trinity?

OBJ: I've always made a point to stay out of Darling family business and Quinn family business. It's one of the reasons I've lasted so long around here. We were just watching Mags' back, since he's a part of our family. Our focus right now is on the tag team title.

SG: Any comments about the Hawaiians?

OBJ: They've got good feet, they move well in the ring.

SG: What's it like tagging with Danny?

OBJ: He's got good feet, too.

SG: You had Wally as a manager for a long time. How have you adjusted to working with Dashing Victor Deniro?

OBJ: He's helped us put our best foot forward and kept us on our toes.

SG: What's your strategy for this upcoming match?

OBJ: We're going to step up and be good little foot soldiers.

[BookerShark]

(Tytan's music begins to play and we see a man in a white robe appear center stage. See Matt Morgans entrance. He is in white the style of Trinity. Tytan with the World Championship around his waist then heads toward the ring. The crowd is booing throwing whatever they can. Tytan climbs into the ring takes off the belt climbs the corner and poses with the belt. He does the same thing in every corner. After that he gets a mic and puts the belt across his shoulder.)

Tytan: Let me take a moment and introduce myself.....My name is Tytan and I am your World Heavyweight Champion.

(The crowd's boos get worse.)

I represent the Trinity.

(The crowd's boos get louder.)

And I am going to be around for a long time.

(Still booing.)


Now, that I got the formalities out of the way let me discuss some things with you sheep. The first person I need to address is you Davin Moreland. The former champion. You want to talk about Trinity being a bunch of frauds. You want to talk about us using weapons and everything to beat you within an inch of your life and how that makes us frauds? Guess that means you should be at the top of that list then since you were the one to do it first. I mean how did you steal the title from me in the first place? By the way remember to put the medicine on your back twice a day, and make sure you get all the splinters out of your back. Oh and Davin I will just say this GFY.

You see Davin represents what is wrong about the OOWF. It seems that there is a double standard around here. When certain people do certain things like...use weapons, kidnap people, and use the ladies around here as toys that since you get cheered by the sheep then that's okay. The sheep still love you. They don't see that it is wrong, they don't know that it is taking you further down the path of destruction and darkness.

But when someone else goes to the same means...people like The Trinity, or a team like the Flying Hawaiians . Heck even someone like Moosehead Jack. Then we get booed and we get things thrown at us. It's a double standard.

Still there is one thing that is different from us and those that you sheep love. They do it because that's what you want them to do, and that is why you love them. We do it because it is the means to an end. We do as the exclamation point to what we have to say. We do it as a way to teach a lesson. We do it because you (He points to the sheep) have brought us to the point!

People like the Trinity are teachers we are light. We are trying to show people like Davin and those that are being dealt with by my sister Firewoman the error of their ways. We are going to go to any means necessary to show you that....(laughs)just ask Davin. Oh wait you can't he's still laid up in a hospital bed.

Now, some other points to talk about. Mr. Stan Fulton. Stanley. You still think you are worthy enough to get in the ring with me. You want a shot at this (He holds up the title to remind the world which one it is) title. Then prove it to me. Show me that you are worthy, show me that you have the hunger. Show me that you hate me, you said I was the one that killed your mentor. If you actually understood what it was that Juni was teaching you then you would understand what I did, you would have understood the plan, and you would actually be cheering us on instead of wanting to destroy me. You weren't even worthy enough to be his student. (Tytan spits on the ground to show how unworthy Stan actually is.)

But now that leads me to one last point. You Alexander Darling, the one that lead his army to run the big bad guys off. Alex you failed once already, what makes you think that you can get it right this time. You couldn't take the title from me the first time and I didn't even have the Trinity around. Now, I have them. So it's just going to be that much harder.

So now I will leave you with this:

Truth is the Trinity.
Salvation is the Trinity.
WE are the Trinity.

With that Tytan's music begins and he heads up the ramp where he is joined by Firewoman and Eco and the three of them pose for the whole crowd to boo.

(FADE)

[BookerShark]

A few hours after Tytan's promo, Stank awakens with a start. He discovers he can't move.

FW: Hello Lucas. Don't try.

Sta: MMmph...mmhph.....

FW: Because you can't. I got a great deal on a case of handcuffs. They've come in very handy.

Sta: Hmmmph....mhphhhhhmmmmm

FW: Oh, that. Well, you know I've got this seven deadly sins thing happening, right? Well, three guesses which one you are. There's only three left....

Sta: mmmmmph......mmmthr.....fmmmphr.....

FW: Such language. Fine...I'll tell you. You're "Gluttony."

Sta: Mmmmmph....

FW: I know, it should have been him, right? But he was expecting it, plus, he'd be too easy to catch if I had to chase him, and where is the fun in that? Besides...oh my gods he threatened me! I'm so scaaaaaaaaaaared!

By her mocking tone, she clearly is not scared.

FW: I mean, I only DIED TWICE last month. Really, what is he going to do that can scare me? Kill me? Been there...done that....Have you ever died, Lucas?

Sta: Mphhphph....mpphghghhg....

FW: It's kind of bizarre really. You'd think it'd be this big deal, but it's kinda quiet really. Just this creeping coldness in your limbs, then into your body....but like your brain says "Hey...it's okay" and everything softens, and the cold goes away......gets all misty. Nothing matters any more. Shit with my parents, my brother....all the pain goes away, and it's just...peace....

Fire's voice trails off. Stank makes a noise and Fire seems to snap out of it.

FW: And THEN, just as you're going "Cool...I'm done. Finally. It's over" Some asshole doctor comes and resuscitates you the hell back. Fucker. And then....it happens again, and you're like "Cool...okay, THIS time...." And the fucker does it AGAIN? Do you believe that shit?

Sta: Mpphhmmmmpphh.

FW: Really fucks with your head, let me tell you. And I think we all know I didn't have the firmest grip on reality to begin with.

Sta: Mmmmmmph....plmmmmmmms

FW: Right...sorry...so despite not giving a rat's ass what Fulton thinks, you get to be gluttony. Now...according to Dante, the penance for gluttony is extreme, agonizing thirst and hunger. And I struggled for a bit...how do I do that? I mean, that's kind of a long term thing, and people would notice if you were gone for a while. But then I had an awesome idea...Tytan?

Tytan appears behind stank. Fire reaches up and takes off the duct tape on Stank's face, but she does it very gently, instead of ripping it off like most people would.

Sta: Gahhh....Fire....girl, you better decide right now how you want this to end, because I can tell you....if you don't, I will.

FW: Blah, blah, blah, Lucas. First off, you're not in the position to be making demands. Second, at the very least I could out-run you easily, and that's before I do this.

Firewoman swings back with a large wrench, and hits Stank in the knee. He cries out.

Sta: Dammit, woman.....I'm going to--

FW: You're going to shut up. The sin of gluttony needs to be purged from the OOWF, Lucas. Say that you accept Sensei Juni's message of salvation.

Sta: I'm sayin' no such thing.

FW: I'm sorry then, Lucas. I truly am. You don't know how much it hurts me to do this. I really enjoyed working with you. Maybe you will see, some day, and we can get back to that.

Sta: Yeah, not likely.

Fire's eyes seem to have actual sadness in them, as she grabs a canister of something. she nods to Tytan.

FW: Open his mouth.

Sta: Oh, HELL no.

Stank clamps his mouth shut, but Tytan puts a big hand on either side to pry it open. He's making some headway but not enough. So Fire punches Stank in the solar plexus, causing him to gasp. Tytan is able to hold his mouth open, and Fire pours some kind of white powder into his mouth. Tytan forces his jaw shut.

FW: Don't worry. It's just salt. Might raise your blood pressure.

Tyt: Like this hasn't.

FW: True. Okay, let go.

Tytan drops his hands as Firewoman dodges to the side. Stank spits the salt out, or at least as much of it as he can.

Tyt: Never would have thought of that for this.

FW: "Agonizing thirst." Right, Lucas?

Stank tries to talk, but can't, as his mouth is now exceedingly dry.

FW: I'm sorry, Lucas. I really am. I wish you would all just see...and join us.

Fire again catches her reflection in the mirror and pauses... transfixed.

Tyt: We should probably go, Fire. I'm sure Moose will be along soon.

FW: Yeah....probably.....who is that, Tytan......

Tyt: Fire...seriously...the crazy act is fine for everyone else but--

FW: She keeps following me....why is she following me? Why does she look so..sad and.......angry?

Tyt: Fire...that's YOU. You're looking in a mirror. C'mon, let's go.

Tytan grabs her by the arm and practically drags her out of the room.

[BookerShark]

~~ Zane Myers is walking backstage ~~

Zane: (out loud, to himself) Stupid women. Why would I care to talk with Tytan anyway? And why did she tell me to meet him at some hole-in-the-wall that no longer exists? Chad had better done that just to have the dressing room to himself. We had tape to study, especially if Davin's likely to be sidelined until Wednesday.

~~ He turns a corner and finds Chad Madison crumpled in a heap in the floor, struggling to breathe, and wet. ~~

Zane: (kneeling) What the heck...?

Chad: Woman..... followed.... rope..... Fire..... smoke..... dancing....... More fire....... smoke.....

Zane: Why are you all wet? I swear son, you have got to stop inviting all these SFJ's over and doing God-knows-what with them? I wouldn't be surprised if one day they tied you up and you passed out in the middle of nowhere.

Chad: (coughing) I.... (cough) I........

Zane : (Pulling Chad to his feet) And you smell like smoke too, Bonfire out here in the boonies? I tell ya man, stop hanging around with those hussies and let's get ready for the Trio's match this week. With Davin being laid up, we might be pulling a bigger load than usual. You need to be ready. You need a shower

Chad: (barely audible whisper)...... Fire......

[BookerShark]

Noelani is WALKING~ down the Hallway of Random Encounters. And it's empty, save for the ninja cameraman shooting her walking towards him. As she reaches him, she grabs the camera and holds the lens in front of her face.

N: I have a message for Vic. You listening Vic? Look into my eyes and listen good, because I'm only gonna say this once. I'm sorry, Vic. I didn't want things to get this way between us; between our boys. It's business. Me breaking your nose? I didn't want to, but I had to support my boys. You grabbing me last week, well, I guess you felt you had to... and I had to slap the taste out of your mouth. Guess that means I win again. I know it's hard, Vic. My boys are better than your boys, and it seems that I'm better than you. Don't take it personally, Vic. It's just the way things are. We are Hawai'ians. We are Champions. You guys, well, you're just haoles. Kala mai ia'u.

Noelani shrugs, releases the camera and sashays to the Flyin' Hawai'ians' dressing rooms.

[BookerShark]

CUT to where Stank is tied up. The Crusher Stan Fulton and Moosehead Jack burst into the room.

MHJ: "I'll untie him. Get him some water."

Fulton find a few bottles of Aquafina laying around and opens them up and then helps Moose untie Stank.

SF: "Sorry partner. Guess Fire really was afraid of me. No way she picks you over me normally. Drink these. Slowly."

Stank takes the water, slowly and starts to come around back to normal.

Stk: "Moose, your sister did this to me."

MHJ: "We know. We saw it on OOWF-TV at the bar. We got here as fast as we can."

SF: "So now what do we do?"

MHJ: "We?"

SF: "I am your partner and we protect our own."

Moose and Stank glance at each other at these words as we FADE.

[BookerShark]

*Blood runs down Stank's wrists as he continues to struggle with the cuffs. His heart is racing and his tongue throbs with thirst in synch with his pulse. Stank pulls with what might he has left eventualy hearing a SNAP! His right wrist is now free. Stank turns his wrist from side to side making sure the snap he heard wasn't a bone. Satisfied, he reaches over and pulls at the cuff on his left wrist with his free hand. After a few seconds of struggling mightly, the left wrist cuff yields with a snap and Stank is free.

The big man sits up, noticing for the first time the throb in his knee, the same knee he bitterly remembers Davin Moreland injuring many moons ago, the same knee with which he wears a brace, to this day, inside the ring. Stank ignores his extreme thirst and concentrates on the pain in knee for a full minute.

The pain starts to subside and Stank rises to his feet. He falls immediately to the floor additional pain registering loudly in his wrists from bracing to impact. His knee can't take the weight yet so he sits and leans back against a nearby wall. He examines his bloody, broken cuffed, wrists with no emotion that we can see on his face. He sits there on the floor for a full five minutes, momentarily shutting out all the pain, and makes an attempt to rise to his feet again. Success as he limps toward the door and out into the hallway.

The passage is empty. There is one lone flourescent light humming and flickering, illuminating the passage to Stank's left. He heads in that direction limping the whole way to an exit. He opens the door and finds himself across the street from the arena. Looking both ways before crossing the street Stank limps to the arena.

A difficult 10 minutes later, and he is inside where several OOWF staff and personnel get a look at him. They mostly steer clear as Stank heads over to the nearest water fountain and takes a big gulp of water, spitting it out initially to clean his palate. He takes several long swallows of cool water, before spitting out the last bit. By this time, Moosehead Jack has found his way over to Stank. Moose looks like he is about to say something when Stank raises his hand to cut Moose off.*

Stank - Not. One. Gotdamn. Word.

*Stank's tongue feels like it's swollen to the size of a football. He bends over and takes in more water from the fountain and most of it spills out of his mouth. Stank stands to his full height and starts to limp toward his locker room. Moose follows behind. Stank starts to speak. His words sound muffled, but Moose can still tell what he is saying.*

Stank - I can't believe she would do this to me... to me.

*Moose actually looks at a loss for words... then he finds some.*

MHJ - What do you want to do?

Stank -

MHJ - I understand if....

Stank - Right now I need to get my knee checked out. I plan to be ready for our match at Mayhem.

*Stank limps through catering and grabs a bottled water. He twists the cap, the broken cuffs still dangling from his wrists, and gulps down the water. He tosses the empty bottle to the side and grabs another full one. He then limps on through catering toward medical. Moose continues to follow.*

Stank - After that... who knows? A part of me keeps telling myself that the bitch who did this to me isn't Firewoman... that part of me keeps getting shouted down by the louder part of me that will see them bleed for this.

MHJ -

Stank- That will be just the beginning. I haven't even gotten to the good part, yet... but such indulgence will have to wait.

*Stank enters the medical room where a nurse and doctor begin to attend to the broken cuffs still chafing at Stank's wrists. Moose waits by the door looking at his damaged partner. A second later Stan Fulton stands in the door.*

SF - You alright?

Stank - I will be. Sorry about posting this after your promo but I had just finished typing it and didn't want to let it go.

SF - Well we're partners I couldn't just sit by and let nothing get done.

Stank - Oh something will get done, but in keeping with how your promo ended Moose and I will do this in reaction to your statement.

*Moose and Stank glance at each other at these words as we FADE.*

[BookerShark]

(Tytan is sitting and waiting in the hall of Random Encounters when all of a sudden.)

Tytan swings and drops an approaching Stan Fulton with a new Shovel. He looks down at Stan who is laying on the ground knocked out from the shovel shot.

Tytan: (looking at the shovel.)Nice, the new shovel that Juni got me from winning the title back works well. (Looks down at Stan.) Oh yeah you moron remember never tell you next move on OOWF-tv. Everyone is watching! (He then kicks him in the ribs once for good measure and then spits on him.) You still aren't worth a title shot.

(Tytan then walks away with shovel in hand.)

FADE